a ghost pretending to be human

When Li Zigui came home, grandma was still reading in the living room.

The round lampshade on the ceiling of the living room was covered with a thin layer of dust, but it obviously didn't affect grandma.Her silver-white hair was neatly combed into a bun, and her wrinkled hands slowly stroked the ancient but well-preserved pages.

Li Zigui glanced at it.Sanskrit.He can not understand.

Seeing grandma concentrating on her study, he pretended nothing had happened and drifted past her. When he was about to go back to the room, he heard grandma sternly "stop", so he stopped silently and turned to look at grandma.

"Aren't you hurt?" Grandma raised her head, looked at Li Zigui, and her tone softened.

"How is it possible?" Li Zigui managed to cope with it with some effort.

Grandma closed the book in her hand, pondered for a moment, but still didn't speak, just nodded briefly.

Seeing that grandma didn't intend to ask any more questions, Li Zigui walked through the door and floated back to his room.

As soon as he was out of Grandma's sight, he dispelled the illusion from himself.

The three places that were pierced by the bamboo leaves before - the left shoulder, the heart, and the liver, all revealed the pierced wounds, and the misty energy tissue appeared and disappeared, almost out of control.

The pain came in fine and dense.The energy tissue at the wound became very unstable due to the broken structural fulcrum, rushing anxiously, oscillating back and forth, so that the undamaged fulcrum next to it was affected, crumbling, as if it would fall apart in a blink of an eye.

Li Zigui has not experienced such a clear feeling for many years.When he was pierced by the bamboo leaves, he was in so much pain that he almost lost control of his phantom. He finally endured until now, and now he was alone, but he found that he had nothing to do except endure.

The repair of the fulcrum is slow and long, and he is not clear about the exact time.If you go to a place rich in energy, it may speed up the repair, or it may make the already damaged energy structure more unstable and eventually collapse.

Now, you can't act rashly, you can only wait.

He quietly floated in the room, trying to calm down and let himself get used to this feeling, but it only made the pain more unbearable.

How should an ordinary person adapt to or reduce the perception of pain psychologically?

roar?As the vocal cords vibrate, the air that transmits the sound waves is spit out. As a method of venting, it can give people the illusion that "the pain also leaves the body".However, as a chaotic spiritual body, Li Zigui has no vocal organs. The reason why others can hear him is only because of the influence of illusion.

Thinking about the topic?Bad topics are not worth thinking about, and good topics don't want to be thought about in this situation... My habit of picking and choosing is really bad.

Change your attitude?I read a while ago about the theory that people turn to pleasure from being in constant, inevitable pain... no no no, that feels like a psychopath.

If he was a human, he might be dizzy, breathing heavily, sweating, and even rolling around holding his wound... No, if he was a human, he could go to the hospital. ...wait, if he was human, he would be dead by now, right?But death is also a good way to escape.No need to suffer, no worries to think about, the world is plunged into darkness, and then falls silent forever.

If he deliberately destroys other energy fulcrums in his body now, he will soon be able to enjoy this kind of tranquility and tranquility.

No.

Li Zigui suddenly woke up from his chaotic thoughts, only to realize what he was thinking.

That kind of weak thinking will only make all your efforts fall short.

"You are really injured." A flat voice came.

Li Zigui was so frightened that he couldn't feel the pain for a while, then he looked over carefully and met grandma's eyes.

Grandma frowned slightly, approached Li Zigui to inspect his injuries, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Grandma's caring words wiped away all the suffering that Li Zigui had endured alone before.

He draws out his voice and replies with a hint of coquettishness: "It hurts——"

Grandma let out a "tsk" and continued to ask: "What happened?"

Li Zigui was silent for a long time.

Then he replied with a weak breath and guilty conscience: "I will die myself."

grandmother:"……"

Grandma turned around without saying a word, and walked away through the wall.

Li Zigui just breathed a sigh of relief when grandma came back and said to him, "Don't force yourself, don't care about me. Take good care of yourself and protect yourself, understand?"

Grandma said this in a tone as if she was saying her last words.

Li Zigui pretended to be relaxed: "Understood."

"Li Zigui." Grandma read his name slowly, and asked him again: "Do you understand?"

Grandma's expression was very serious when she spoke, and there was no sign of joking on her face.

"...at least accompany me to the concert?" Li Zigui tried his best to keep his tone relaxed.

As if realizing that Li Zigui had fully understood what she meant, grandma nodded slightly, and only left two words before leaving - "Follow the fate."

These two words lingered in Li Zigui's mind lightly for a long time.

The weekend passed quickly.

When he went to school on Monday morning, Li Zigui was very careful to make sure that the discomfort caused by his wound would not affect any daily activities.

He took a special look at Qi Man.Qi Man really had no memory of two nights ago, so he greeted him calmly.

The follow-up effect of the theatrical performance is still fermenting.Although the students in the class were curious, they didn't discuss it in front of Li Zigui, and most of them lowered their heads and brushed their own questions.He himself wouldn't wander around the campus idle, so he didn't receive any strange looks.

The tranquility of the campus is in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the Internet.

Fan Liantian left school to concentrate on preparing for the physics competition.Teacher Liu has nothing to do with Li Zigui, and has given up trying to persuade him.Now his life suddenly became much quieter.

But Li Zigui still felt uneasy in his heart.He suspected that it might be because he sat in the classroom with such a idling attitude and was too angry, so he wandered to the bamboo forest to be in a daze.

He squatted at the end of the path, silently watching the ants crawling between the soil and stones, so as to distract himself from the pain.

He was so focused that he almost didn't notice anyone approaching.

"He's hiding here." Yan Ming's brisk voice immediately broke Li Zigui's empty state.

It was at this moment that Li Zigui understood why he was still uneasy.

Li Zigui stood up and asked Yan Ming, "When catching vampires, there was a girl...with a bow...you know her?"

"I know you." Yan Ming immediately realized who Li Zigui was referring to. He sensed Li Zigui's secret disappointment and asked curiously, "Were you there?"

"What's her name?" Li Zigui didn't answer Yan Ming's question, but asked another question.

"Why are you asking this? Don't you like Chen Xiangqing? Empathy?" Yan Ming guessed jokingly, looking very interested.

"Ah Qing said she likes that girl..."

"Ah, the confession failed, and you want to know the name of your rival in love?" Yan Ming's smile did not show how much he believed Li Zigui's statement.

He kindly told Li Zigui: "Her name is Wang Suren, Wang Yanghai, quality evaluation, benevolence and morality, Wang Suren."

Li Zigui didn't even want to complain about Yan Ming's phrases, he just whispered: "Wang Suren..."

Don't worry, he thought, this guy can be sure that he doesn't remember anything.Yan Ming's performances were always too extraordinary, and even made him worry that this guy would be able to get rid of the restrictions of dreams.Now I feel at ease.

Eh, I'm so happy.