a ghost pretending to be human

For the next two days, Yan Ming really didn't show up, but he was still showing his presence.

For example, I bought a bunch of advanced mathematics books for Li Zigui and delivered them to his home, and the sender called them "apology gifts".

Li Zigui: "..."

The books were indeed in his shopping cart, and he was indeed planning to buy them.

But... this kind of apology gift, generally speaking, wouldn't people be more upset?Doesn't this underline the extent to which information about him is known?

But he himself was very happy.After all, he doesn't have many ways to make money. In order to pretend to be an ordinary person, the money for daily expenses makes him worry.

However, if he really accepts it, his flaws will be revealed in an instant.Besides, this gift is equivalent to cheating, Yan Ming actually has nothing to apologize for.

So Li Zigui could only glance at the package lightly, and then refused to accept it.

He has no time to think about Yan Ming.In any case, the theatrical performance is just around the corner, and it is more important to get it right first.

The rehearsal of the cultural performance was generally smooth, Xue Yanxing was fairly cooperative, and the cooperation between the two agencies was not bad.But when Xie Nian performed the solo, he found that others were missing.

Xue Yanxing preemptively said: "Brother Xie asked you who found a room to practice, but you didn't call him?"

"...Excuse me," said Pierre, "I may not have noticed...which room is he in?"

As one of the persons in charge of the overall control of the rehearsal session, Qi Man thought for a while: "I probably know, I'll go find him. Wait a minute."

Everyone waited for 5 minutes, but Qi Man still didn't come back.

"It shouldn't be, she won't be in any trouble." Li Zigui was a little worried, "I'll go and see."

So he rushed to the direction where Qi Man left, and soon saw Qi Man standing in front of a closed door, frowning and listening attentively.

The melodious sound of the bamboo flute came through the door.

"What's wrong?" Li Zigui asked silently.

A trace of confusion appeared on Qi Man's face: "...I think it's a bit strange, this music."

Li Zigui didn't understand what Qi Man was talking about for a moment, and he listened for a while before he understood.

...This is a song with a strong purpose.

Xie Nian is the Imperial Master, the Imperial Music Master.

This means that he can use music to exert a powerful influence, achieve the effect of psychological suggestion, and even completely control a person's behavior.

Although music is essentially a free play of one's inner being, certain tunes do express certain emotions to a certain extent.The family of imperial musicians has a long heritage and has deep research on a certain type of musical instrument, so as to generate a series of corresponding command fragments.These command fragments are like program instructions, arranged in a certain order, basically allowing the listener to do whatever the imperial music master wants him to do.

Xie Nian's piece has almost no trace of patchwork.His purpose is very strong, but the specific orders are vague and unrecognizable, and he himself does not have any emotions, so that Li Zigui can't perceive what Xie Nian wants to do at all.

...However, Qi Man, an ordinary person, can tell something is wrong, what a great intuition. ... Is she not an ordinary person at all?

In the end Qi Man hid the doubts in his heart, knocked on the door and asked Xie Nian to go to the rehearsal quickly.

Xie Nian played a normal tune during the rehearsal.

The rehearsal was simply over.Everyone is very satisfied.

Li Zigui didn't raise any objection, and after greeting Pei Yasi, he left school and went home.

He was still thinking about Xie Nian in his room when he heard the doorbell ring.

Then he went to open the door and received a ticket to a famous orchestra's concert.

Li Zigui silently looked down at the boy in front of him wearing a black baseball cap that covered half of his face.

The boy held out his hand persistently.

"...You are, that," Li Zigui said, "the one who follows Yiyi, right?"

Ran Jingtian nodded silently.

"Then why did you..."

"Brother Ming is afraid that you won't accept it." Ran Jingtian said briefly.

Li Zigui: "..."

He took a step back, trying to close his door.

Ran Jingtian opened the door with the other hand and continued to deliver the tickets persistently.

When the two were at a stalemate, grandma poked her head out from the door of her room, saw Ran Jingtian, and hurriedly greeted, "Are you Li Zi's classmate? Come in and talk about something, why are you standing outside the door?"

Li Zigui subconsciously let go of the doorknob and looked at grandma.

Ran Jingtian hesitated for a moment.

Grandma came over, opened the door, and said kindly to Ran Jingtian: "Come, come, you don't need to change your shoes, come and sit. What's your name?"

Ran Jingtian replied in a daze: "My name is Ran Jingtian."

"Oh, every day," grandma immediately used her nickname, "Come on, Lizi, let people rest in the living room first, and I'll pour tea for you."

"..." Li Zigui winked at Angel Ran Jing and asked him to sit over.

Ran Jingtian was shocked by grandma's intimacy, then walked in stiffly and sat down, and whispered: "...my brother's name also has '天' in it."

"What?" Grandma didn't hear clearly.

"He wants you to call him Mirror, not Tiantian." Li Zigui said.

"Oh, okay." Grandma brought the teacup over, "Come to the mirror and drink tea."

"...Oh." Ran Jingtian took a sip from the teacup under grandma's expectant eyes, "Uh, it's delicious."

"Do you want to talk about things? Then I won't bother you." Grandma said and was about to leave.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm here to give away concert tickets to...uh...senior." Ran Jingtian said immediately.

"A concert? My Li Zi likes concerts the most." Grandma squinted at the ticket, "I know this band too. It has a long history and I have heard it before. I really liked it at the time, I don't know now how's it going."

Li Zigui: "..." Wow, all of a sudden you're going to go to a concert like this? !Don't get involved with me!

"Then I have another ticket here." Ran Jingtian immediately conjured up another ticket with the next seat, "Do you want it?"

Grandma was stunned for a moment, then declined: "...This ticket is not easy to get, it can't be given away casually."

Ran Jingtian paused: "This is because the senior helped us prepare for the art performance, it was very hard work, so I gave it away. We happened to know someone there, so it was quite easy to get the tickets. Originally, the time for this concert was with the senior. There was a conflict in the final of the physics competition, but the senior decided not to go, so we can send it off."

Ran Jingtian forcibly changed the topic to a physics competition. From this, the sharp temptation was clearly exposed under the seemingly harmless gift.

Li Zigui glanced lightly at the miniature communicator in Ran Jingtian's ears covered by his hair, silently staring at Ran Jingtian, his expression quickly turned cold.

Now Yan Ming must be talking with Ran Jingtian in real time!

Under the tremendous pressure, Ran Jingtian pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty.

Grandma looked surprised: "Aren't you planning to go, Li Zi? Didn't you really want to go before?"

"I just suddenly felt that it wasn't necessary." Li Zigui said.

"Oh, that's a pity." Grandma sighed, but didn't say much.

Then Ran Jingtian didn't talk much, probably couldn't bear Li Zigui's staring attack, put the two tickets on the table, and left in a hurry as if fleeing.

Grandma looked at Ran Jingtian's panicked back from the window, and calmly commented: "You are still young."

"It's not your plan." Li Zigui tapped the table, "Your ticket."

Grandma was still looking into the distance from the window: "The concert will be half a month away."

Li Zigui was silent.

It's fully autumn now.The leaves of the trees outside the window are mostly yellowing and about to wither, only a few evergreen trees are still lush and swaying with dark blue leaves.

When a person dies, the organizational structure of the soul collapses, and the energy dissipates in this world, participating in the next cycle of heaven and earth, just like fallen leaves returning to their roots.Ghosts just prolong the process.

Li Zigui often felt that he was about to dissipate, but he still didn't dissipate.

But obsession is always uncertain, maybe he suddenly realized it, so ashes to ashes, dust to dust, he quietly erased the traces of his own existence.

Grandma suddenly said without beginning or end: "Thank you Nian."

Li Zigui froze for a moment.

After thinking for a while, he replied cautiously: "...it should be resolved."

"After half a month, I may have to go to the concert alone." Grandma's voice was still calm.

Li Zigui smiled indifferently: "Maybe it's because you became obsessed first and can't accompany me anymore."