i want to win

Yan Zihua took the high-speed rail ticket in his hand and swiped it at the ticket checking machine, and with a soft "beep", the blocker was opened, and he couriered everything back, and now he only brought a rucksack.

He yawned and walked quickly to the platform.

There was still some time before the train arrived at the platform, Yan Zihua planned to moisten his throat with a bottle of water from his rucksack, holding the bottle of mineral water which was a little colder than the outdoor temperature, he unscrewed the lid and drank slowly.The cold water passed down his throat and fell into his stomach, making him refreshed.

Just as he was putting the bottle back in his rucksack, his fingers touched something strange that felt like crumpled paper.

When Yan Zihua took out the ball of paper, his pupils immediately narrowed in panic.

The lottery ticket that he crumpled into a ball and threw it from a high place with his own hands should never appear in his backpack anyway.He remembered clearly that yesterday he stood in front of the window, braving the summer heat, and threw it out with all his strength.

He Xu was still by his side, he didn't leave.

I can't see He Xu, so I think He Xu has left my side. This kind of thinking is really wrong.Looking at the crumpled lottery ticket in his hand, his steady and stable heart beat uncomfortably again.

At this time the train was coming, Yan Zihua took out the lottery ticket, threw it on the ground, and never looked at the lottery ticket on the ground that was rolled up like garbage.When the car door opened, Yan Zihua rushed up and accidentally bumped into someone.

The man frowned slightly, and said in a bad tone: "You really have no quality, are you rushing to die so quickly?"

So soon is not to rush to die, but to escape from that terrible death.

The car door was closed quickly. Yan Zihua looked through the transparent glass of the car door and saw a cleaning worker picking up the lottery ticket. For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, that weird lottery ticket will not come again.Because it doesn't belong to him anymore.

He wiped a drop of cold sweat from his face, and found his seat with his ticket.

There are no holidays at this time, and it is not the peak time for rides. There are not many people on the high-speed rail.He hung the rucksack in front of himself, then sat on the soft seat and sighed comfortably.

The quiet atmosphere, the air-conditioning at a suitable temperature, the high-speed train that is moving at high speed, and the music he likes playing in the mobile phone next to his ear, all these environments made him relax his vigilance after being physically and mentally exhausted recently.

The drowsiness in his body became more and more serious, and gradually his fragile willpower could no longer support him. He gently closed his eyelids, and the sunlight penetrated through the white transparent glass and lightly sprinkled on Yan Zihua's face, and he fell asleep. up.

In the dream, he seemed to hear someone say in a nice voice in the dark, "Even if this is the case, you can't escape."

He felt his body was very stiff, as if being pressed tightly by something, and he asked, "Why can't I escape!"

The voice continued, "I'll be back soon..."

At this time, he heard a voice, as if breaking the box full of darkness forcefully from the outside world, that voice only said one word "broken"!

Then he woke up from the dream.That person seemed a little familiar, and then Yan Zihua remembered.

That person was his college classmate and his college roommate.It was because he borrowed his money at the beginning, and then he was tricked into an MLM organization. In the end, because he had not paid back the money, he called a debt collection call, rescued himself, and destroyed a MLM den.

He looked at his classmates who were still as young as ever, and when he thought of himself becoming tired due to the cruel society, a feeling called envy surged in his heart.

Yan Zihua showed a clumsy smile and said to his classmate, "Su Lin, long time no see."

The young man named Su Lin smiled heartily and said, "Haha, long time no see, Yan Zihua."

Yan Zihua looked at the handsome man beside Su Lin, and couldn't help but ask, "Su Lin, is that man your colleague?"

Su Lin glanced at Yan Zihua in surprise: "I thought it was a bit strange just now, can you see him?"

Yan Zihua said: "How can such a big person..." Before he finished speaking, Yan Zihua saw that there was no shadow under the handsome man's feet. He was standing in the sun, but the sun penetrated him.

Su Lin introduced to Yan Zihua with a stiff face: "This is my colleague, his name is Ye Dingtian, and he is a ghost. Ordinary people can't see him unless..."

Hearing this, Yan Zihua continued to ask: "Unless something..."

Su Lin put away the smile on his face, and said to Yan Zihua with a serious face: "Unless it is a special person, or someone who is dying."

Su Lin's words pierced Yan Zihua's restless heart like an arrow.

It took him a long time to react, and said in a low voice, "So that's the case, I'm about to die."

Yan Zihua continued: "I know, He Xu told me that I can't escape."

Speaking of this, Yan Zihua's voice couldn't help but become louder, and his tone was also a little hasty: "That ghost wants to kill me, and he bought my life with money! I will soon become like that ghost!"

The author has something to say: Yan Zihua: "Woooooo~ I heard that I am going to die soon."

He Xu: "Happy, we can be together happily after we die~"