I come from a parallel world

The room was dead silent.

Gao Ran looked at Feng Bei, and Feng Bei was also looking at him.

An unspeakable atmosphere is spreading, silent and pervasive.

Feng Bei knelt down and grabbed the boy's wrist, "Look at you, the persimmons are crushed."

He picked out the rotten persimmons and threw them into the trash can, then grabbed the toilet paper and wiped the juice from the persimmons in the crevices between the boy's fingers.

"Go and wash, there is a water bottle in the bathroom, pour some hot water to wash."

High burning did not respond.

Feng Bei grabbed the boy's armpit, fished him out of the bed, took the coat from the chair and threw it to him.

The coolness came from all directions, scrambling to drill into the pores, Gao Ran's blood froze, and he moved his bloodless lips.

"What I saw at night was a ghost?"

Feng Bei said, "If you're sure you saw it clearly and didn't make a mistake..."

Gao Ran stared and interrupted, "No! I can see clearly!"

"Clothes, face, figure, I can see clearly, can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong."

The distance was so close that he could even see the tears on the woman's face when she cried bitterly.

Feng Bei lit a cigarette, "Then what you see is her who died a long time ago."

Gao Ran's face turned blue and white.

Feng Bei pulled up the jacket that was about to fall off the boy's shoulders, "Wash your hands."

Gao Ran lost control of his emotions, and there was a cry in his voice, "How can you be so calm?"

Feng Bei looked at the boy who was about to cry, and asked, "Otherwise?"

Gao Ran grabbed his hair vigorously.

Feng Bei held the young man's hand, "Gripping so hard, doesn't the scalp hurt?"

Gao Ran couldn't grab his hair anymore, so he started picking his fingers.

When Gao Ran saw the photo frame appearing in his schoolbag, Gao Ran thought there was a ghost, so he was terribly frightened, and hurried out to find the man.

Subconsciously trust him the most, and also have a kind of dependence psychology.

Soon after, Gao Ran found that the photo frame was under the bed, it hadn't disappeared, and the man could see and touch the photo frame. He relaxed a lot, guessing that the photo frame had something to do with Jiang Xiang's aunt who cooked.

But people are nowhere to be found.

In the past few days, apart from thinking about the ins and outs of Aunt Jiang Xiang's family, Gao Ran is also worried about Zhang Rong, fearing that she will make a wrong decision in a flash.

There are many things to think about, so I ignore the photo frame and aunt.

Until I met in the alley tonight.

Gao Ran got confirmation from his aunt that she put the photo frame. At that moment, he finally felt at ease, and told the other party about being scared by the photo frame.

The results of it?

When he was no longer afraid and turned this matter over, God gave him such a big reversal, and he was caught off guard.

At first I thought there were ghosts, then I felt there were no ghosts, and then there really were ghosts.

This incident told Gao Ran that the first feeling is the most accurate.

Gao Ran thought of the conversation with the woman at night, and understood why the other party was crying. He only cried after he said he was scared, and he said sorry.

They are all apologizing to him.

Feng Bei was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the young man crying, "Why are you crying?"

Gao Ran covered his eyes with his arms, and cried and said, "Brother Bei, why don't you go to reincarnate when you die and become a ghost? Do you not know that you are dead? Or do you have unfulfilled wishes and just refuse to leave?" ?”

Feng Bei was helpless, "I really can't answer this question. So far, I haven't seen a ghost."

Gao Ran added, "The ghosts in the movie are very powerful and can take revenge. Why don't Auntie do it herself?"

Feng Bei rubbed his forehead, "Silly boy, the movies are all made up."

Gao Ran frowned, "That is to say, aren't ghosts omnipotent? In fact, they are also very weak?"

Feng Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Probably, if he was omnipotent, then there would be a mess."

Gao Ran couldn't figure it out, "Why did she find me? If she knew that I knew you well and wanted to draw your attention to Jiang Xiang's family through me, she could find you directly."

Feng Bei didn't answer, his brows were tightly knit together, that woman came for the boy.

Gao Ran raised her head abruptly, "No, Auntie knows she's dead!"

Surprised, Feng Bei sighed, followed the boy's words and said, "Then she is here to say goodbye to you."

Gao Ran's nose dragged out, "Where's the toilet paper?"

Feng Bei gave him two pieces.

Gao Ran blew his nose, his face wrinkled from crying.

Feng Bei sighed.

People who are most afraid of ghosts are scared when they see ghosts, and they will probably be suspicious for a while.

Gao Ran's emotions were vented, and his heart was no longer so depressed. He leaned on the bed and stared blankly.

I finally remembered what I had forgotten.

Gao Ran didn't find the photo frame in the drawer. He wanted to ask the man at the time, but he forgot about it afterwards.

"Brother Bei, you didn't have a photo frame, did you?"

Feng Bei said he didn't take it.

Gao Ran murmured with a pale face, "Sure enough."

Feng Bei shook off the quilt, "Stop nagging, go to sleep."

Gao Ran's eyes widened.

Feng Bei gave the young man a chestnut, "Won't you sleep in hell?"

Gao Ran nervously put his finger to his mouth, "Shh, keep your voice down."

Feng Bei said angrily, "Shhhhhh."

He slowed down his tone, "There are not so many ghosts, otherwise I would have been killed by those who took the gun."

Gao Ran sighed, "I'm not comforted at all."

Feng Bei, "..."

Gao Ran lowered his eyes to look at the patterns on the quilt, was I a human or a ghost who had died a long time ago?

He flicked his hands and slapped his face, it hurts so much, I'm human.

Feng Bei saw the young man twitching himself suddenly, and suddenly laughed again, his forehead twitched, "What's wrong with you?"

Gao Ran rubbed his burning face, "Brother Bei, it turns out that there really are ghosts in this world."

Feng Bei said, "Don't you think it's a panic to keep talking about this topic all night?"

Gao Ran subconsciously looked out the window.

It was pitch black, as if a human face would appear on the ground in the next moment.

Gao Ran fought a cold war.

The bedside lamp was left on, and there was light in the room, which relieved a little of the fear.

Gao Ran was lying on the bed, and suddenly stretched his hand under the bed, stretched it halfway and then retracted it, "Brother Xiaobei, go and have a look."

Feng Bei didn't move.

Gao Ran kicked him, "Go and see."

Feng Bei's complexion was livid, and there was nothing he could do about him, "Look!"

Gao Ran asked the man, "Is there anything?"

Feng Bei said, "There are too many."

The hairs all over Gao Ran stood up, and the next second he heard the man say, "Books, suitcases, barrels, etc."

"..."

Gao Ran rubbed his face, "Brother Xiaobei, have you heard the ghost story of good friends back to back?"

"There are six girls in a university dormitory..."

Feng Bei interrupted the young man, "Ancestor, I beg you, go to sleep quickly."

Gao Ran couldn't sleep, he saw a ghost with his own eyes, his mind was full of plots in ghost movies, and his own fantasies.

Gao Ran faced the wall, thinking of a ghost story in the middle of the night, "Brother Bei, you sleep inside."

He added, "I'll continue to sleep in it."

Sleeping inside, afraid of a hand protruding from the wall, go outside, afraid of ghosts standing by the bed, lying flat, afraid of opening your eyes, a head hanging upside down from the ceiling, looking at yourself.

No matter what, Gao Ran will be driven crazy by his own imagination.

Snakes, insects, rats and ants are not afraid of anything, just grab it with your hands, but you are afraid of ghosts, and fortunately you will not die.

Feng Bei saw it, and let the boy move towards him.

Gao Ran stayed close to the man, afraid that there would be another person in the middle.

Feng Bei couldn't understand the mind of a young man. In his opinion, people are much scarier than ghosts.

Gao Ran was already anxious, but now his symptoms are getting worse, and he dare not close his eyes.

Feng Bei felt distressed, "You haven't done anything wrong, so what's there to be afraid of?"

Gao Ran said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that my cousin will come looking for me."

Feng Bei frowned.

Unexpectedly, the Shihe Village case left such a deep shadow in the young man's heart.

Feng Bei said in a deep voice, "It's okay, I'm here."

Gao Ran turned to look at the man.

Feng Bei showed his elder brother's caring expression.

Gao Ran groaned.

A vein twitched on Feng Bei's forehead.

Gao Ran muttered, "When people die, don't they all come back in human form? Cousin, Wang Qiang, Xiao Hai, the six murdered people, and Jiang Xiang's parents, none of them have come back. What factors determine it?"

"It's also possible that he came back, but I didn't see it, or he changed into a different form, brother Xiaobei, do you think so?"

Feng Bei ignored him.

He couldn't answer these questions.

After a while, Gao Ran remembered something, "Brother Xiaobei, where is that auntie?"

Feng Bei said, "In the morgue."

Gao Ran said without thinking, "I'm going to take a look."

Feng Bei frowned, "Let's go tomorrow."

Gao Ran sat up, "No, I'm going now."

Feng Bei shouted seriously, "Tomorrow!"

Gao Ran drooped his head and said lazily, "You're going to have a wedding tomorrow, how can I go alone?"

Feng Bei said, "I'm done with the wedding, I'll send the money to my friends, I'll tell the uncle."

Hearing this, Gao Ran calmed down.

Normally, if Feng Bei was around, he wouldn't let the boy take medicine, after all, the medicine was three-point poisonous.

I can't eat tonight.

Feng Bei got up to get the medicine bottle, poured the medicine and brought it to the boy's mouth, "Take the medicine."

Gao Ran fell into a deep sleep not long after eating.

Feng Bei sat on the bedside smoking a cigarette and didn't close his eyes much all night.

The next morning, Feng Bei took Gao Ran to the morgue.

Gao Ran didn't approach, but stood at the door and looked inside.

Feng Bei pushed the bulla to the end, and let the boy see clearly at once, so as to cut off his imagination.

Gao Ran's pupils shrank slightly.

The woman was dressed exactly like the one he saw in the alley last night, with a dark brown mark on her abdomen and corpse spots on her exposed skin.

For a moment, Gao Ran felt terrified.

"The murderer was caught. He was a habitual offender. He tried to snatch her bag that night. She resisted. He stabbed her and dragged her to the factory."

Feng Bei said, "Judging from the results of the autopsy, she didn't die at the time, but unfortunately it was an abandoned factory with no residents around."

Gao Ran felt his heart go cold.

In other words, the aunt could have lived.

Feng Bei put both hands in his pockets, "Money and wealth are belongings outside the body. If you are robbed, if you are unable to protect yourself and cannot get help in time, try not to provoke the other party."

The stench of corpses wafted out from inside, and Gao Ran's stomach rolled. He took a few steps back and called the man to go with him. After thinking about it, he stepped in boldly and bowed to the woman's corpse.

Auntie, I don't blame you.

Walking on the road, Gao Ran couldn't help recalling the sentence that her aunt repeated the most last night.

What does "I can only find you" mean?

Is there something about him that attracts the other party, or is there another reason?

Gao Ran's head suddenly hurts, his eyes turn black, and his world spins.

Just before he lost consciousness, he heard a man's panicked cry.

Gao Ran woke up in the car.

Feng Bei, who was driving ahead, took a look in the rearview mirror and said hoarsely, "Are you awake?"

Gao Ran arched his back, his face was full of pain, "Headache."

Feng Bei's tone was calm, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "We'll be at the hospital soon."

Gao Ran had cold sweat on his forehead, his hair was wet, "Don't go to the hospital, go home, I want to go home."

Feng Bei whispered, "Don't make trouble."

Gao Ran passed out again.

Feng Bei was terrified, it was the first time in his life that he was so panicked, his palms were wet and sweaty.

When I arrived at the hospital, all the checks that should be done were done again, and there was no problem, everything was normal.

But Gao Ran was in so much pain that he was dying.

Feng Bei pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.

Gao Ran didn't like the smell in the hospital, and he couldn't find out the reason, so he didn't want to stay anymore, "Brother Xiaobei, let's go home."

Feng Bei raised his eyebrows and looked over.

Gao Ran noticed that the man's eyes were red, he was stunned, and when he recovered, he was pulled onto his back.

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, Gao Ran fell ill.

Liu Xiu and Gao Jianjun took turns taking care of her.

Feng Bei wanted to see him, but he couldn't, there was no chance at all.

Liu Xiu didn't like Feng Bei's career, and she even disliked him, fearing that he would affect his son's future life trajectory.

To put it bluntly, Liu Xiu just didn't want her son to be a policeman, it was too hard and too dangerous.

She only has one son, and she hopes that he will be safe and sound. It doesn't matter if he is rich or not.

Gao Ran's illness came on strangely, and the hospital couldn't find out the cause, so when he asked him what he felt uncomfortable, it was just a headache.

It was so serious that I couldn't even get out of bed.

Gao Ran knew that it had something to do with the ability he possessed after he came to this world.

Fuck, it's more like a strange disease than an ability.

The more Gao Ran thinks about it, the more likely it is.

How can a normal person see that kind of spots, it's against the sky.

Rebirth after death is a phenomenon that violates the laws of nature and requires a huge price to pay.

The problem with this headache is probably true.

Gao Ran lay half-dead on the bed for several days, his head pain disappeared, and he was alive and kicking again.

But he has another habit of turning on the light to sleep, but he refuses to turn off the light.

Liu Xiu and Gao Jianjun were worried. After discussing it, the couple decided to take their son to the biggest hospital in the city for a full-body examination after the year.

If there is a problem somewhere, check it out early and treat it early.

It would be best not to.

Gao Ran doesn't hold expectations, he knows what his situation is, he waits to see what God wants, how long he wants to play with him.

Gao Jianjun slept with his son at night, unaware that there was an old man waiting in the yard next door.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Ju Zheng asked Feng Bei to go over for dinner.

Feng Bei went with an unshaven beard.

Bureau Zheng was dissatisfied, "I called you to have a meal, you have only been in the door for less than 10 minutes, and you have sighed three times."

Feng Bei's complexion was very bad, "Ju Zheng, where's Team Cao?"

Zheng Ju panicked and not only didn't write the draft, but he didn't blush and didn't breathe, "I have something to do at the moment."

For the sake of his daughter, he took off his old face and threw it away.

When you get old, you have to worry about it.

Because of the boy's physical condition, Feng Bei's mind was in a mess, and he was distracted all day long.

If it was normal, they wouldn't have taken advantage of Bureau Zheng's tricks.

Zheng Ju sensed that Feng Bei wanted to leave, so he ordered in a low voice, "Sit!"

There was no expression on Feng Bei's face, "Ju Zheng, I'll stay, you won't feel comfortable eating this meal."

Bureau Zheng motioned him to look at his daughter who was fiddling with the dishes, "If you don't stay, I will feel even more uncomfortable eating!"

Feng Bei wants to smoke.

Director Zheng stopped him, "The air conditioner is on and the windows are closed. Don't smoke in the room. The smell is not good. Jiahui smells uncomfortable."

Feng Bei sneered, "You didn't tell your daughter that I'm a smoker?"

Zheng Ju said with a stern face, "You smell like cigarettes all over your body, and even the police uniform is not clean, why should I tell you?"

He knocked on the table, "Sometimes I wonder, did you drug that girl? As soon as I smoked, she hated it and told me to put it off. How come she can accept it when I come to you?"

Feng Bei squinted, "Give her medicine? Am I full?"

Zheng Ju was so angry that he almost breathed his last breath, "I was puzzled, all the girls know are young talents, why did she fall in love with you!"

Feng Bei lazily said, "I wonder too."

Zheng Ju snorted, "Don't get carried away."

"Get carried away? Director Zheng, didn't you see? My hair is turning gray when I'm worried."

Feng Bei said, "The most people in the bureau are bachelors. You might as well choose carefully. If you choose the right son-in-law, your family will be happy. If you choose the wrong one, you will not have a peaceful life in your later years."

Zheng Ju took a sip of tea, "I am very satisfied with Cao Shiyuan."

Feng Bei said that was good, "Captain Cao's family background is good, he is good-looking and talented, and there is no problem with his style. Your daughter is definitely a man with a talent and a woman's appearance."

Zheng Ju had a look of pity, "That kid Jiahui didn't like it, and said he didn't feel it."

"Look more, maybe you will fall in love with it."

Feng Bei threw the lighter on the coffee table and pressed his temples with his eyelids closed.

Bureau Zheng saw the exhaustion on his face, "Isn't there no big case at the end of the year?"

Feng Bei said, "It's a private matter."

Zheng Jiahui just came over at this time, and she must have heard those two words.

Zheng Ju's eyelids twitched.

When the dishes came to the table, Zheng Ju pulled Feng Bei to his seat, "Jiahui cooked the dishes, and I'm thanks to you."

Zheng Jiahui was embarrassed, "Dad!"

Zheng Ju poured wine for Feng Bei, "Drink two glasses with me tonight."

Before Feng Bei could speak, Zheng Jiahui said, "Captain Feng is driving, you can't drink."

Bureau Zheng said, "Then we might as well stay overnight, since there are vacant rooms at home anyway."

Mrs. Zheng said with a smile, "There are ready-made ones in the room, just put a quilt on it."

Zheng Jiahui was shy and silent.

"..."

Feng Bei wanted to go back early, he didn't drink, he changed the water.

No one feels comfortable eating a meal.

Zheng Ju and Mrs. Zheng's face is not good because their daughter is unhappy.

Zheng Jiahui was unhappy because Feng Bei ignored her own existence.

Her hair was cut short, she got a new hairstyle, and she dressed in a more mature and intellectual way, but she still couldn't make the other party's eyes stay on her for a second longer.

After dinner, Feng Bei was leaving.

Bureau Zheng couldn't keep him, so he could only sigh in his heart, "Jiahui, send off Captain Feng."

Zheng Jiahui took her coat and put it on, quickly changed her shoes and went out.

Winter nights are impersonal and freezing cold.

Feng Bei kicked away the stones at his feet, exhaled a breath of white air, and his brows did not relax all night.

I'll buy some sugar-fried chestnuts in a while and go back.

Don't know if I can sneak over to see the little bastard at night.

I haven't seen you for two days.

Feng Bei sighed unconsciously, "Hey."

Zheng Jiahui said softly, "Can I ask who it is?"

Feng Bei tilted his head, "What?"

Zheng Jiahui smiled wryly, "You have been absent-minded tonight, you spilled water on your body when you drank, dropped your food twice, and almost took my dad's shoes off when you left."

She stopped and said in a tone of fact, "Captain Feng, you have someone you like."

Feng Beimian didn't change his expression, "Miss Zheng's observation ability is pretty good."

Zheng Jiahui's words were rarely straightforward, "Because it's you, I don't care if I change someone else."

Feng Bei raised his eyebrows.

Zheng Jiahui held her breath, "What kind of person is she?"

"He..."

Feng Bei looked up at the starry sky, the corner of his lips curled up, "Excellent."

Zheng Jiahui stared at the man's side face, the tenderness made her eyes burn, she looked away, her eyes were red.

"May I ask, when did you two get together?"

Feng Bei said, "We're not together yet."

This answer surprised Zheng Jiahui, thinking that the man's anomaly tonight was because he had quarreled with that person.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Jiahui asked, "She doesn't like you?"

When she spoke, there was an unconcealable excitement on her face.

Feng Bei's tone was firm, "He likes me, but he hasn't realized it yet."

Zheng Jiahui looked at the man, "Impossible, if you like someone, it's impossible not to notice."

There was a feeling of luck in her heart, that person didn't like this man, and she still had a chance.

"Whether he likes me or not, no one knows better than me."

Feng Bei laughed lowly, "He's very slow in certain aspects, he's stupid, I can't do anything about him."

Zheng Jiahui could hear the pampering in the man's words, and felt that she was looking for guilt, she took a deep breath, "Then why didn't you tell her clearly?"

Feng Bei said, "The time is not up."

The teenager's heart is not mature enough to bear his feelings, and he will collapse.

After all, they are of the same sex, and the problems they have to face are several times more than those of the opposite sex.

If you don't have enough confidence to face the challenge, you may part ways at any time.

Social public opinion, threats and insults from relatives, discrimination and isolation from friends, any of them can kill people without blood.

After all, Feng Bei was still afraid.

He didn't dare to easily drag the boy into the abyss before he was fully prepared. The feeling was very painful, and he was experiencing it.

Zheng Jiahui couldn't figure it out.

That's because she couldn't even imagine that the person she likes fell in love with a boy.

Her mind was in a mess and she asked a naive question, "Would you still like someone else?"

Feng Bei said, "No more."

Zheng Jiahui's breath trembled, "Life is very long."

Feng Bei said, "That won't happen either."

Zheng Jiahui followed closely, but she just didn't believe it, "Why?"

Feng Bei simply said to death, "I never thought about what the future would be like without him, I can't imagine it."

Zheng Jiahui's fingernails dug into the palm of her hand.

Neither of them spoke after that, and the silence stretched from downstairs to the gate of the community.

Feng Bei reminded, "Miss Zheng, you should go back."

Zheng Jiahui's figure was stiff.

"Feng Bei, I will wait for you for a year."

Zheng Jiahui plucked up the courage to shout loudly, "If you are still alone by this time next year, I will..."

Feng Bei frowned, "What will happen to you?"

Zheng Jiahui's beautiful face was blushed, "I will... I will..."

She didn't say the rest of the words out for a long time, and she couldn't force her feelings.

Feng Bei waved his hands without looking back.

Zheng Jiahui squatted down, covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembled slightly.

After finally falling in love with someone, the chance of that person also liking me is too small.

Feng Bei walked down the street with one hand in his pocket, the cigarette flickering on and off.

A young couple walked in front of him, fingers intertwined, occasionally talking and laughing face to face, kissing as if no one else was there, walking in a shapeless manner, wishing they could be conjoined twins.

Feng Bei's temples twitched, his eyes turned red.

It would be great if he and the boy could do the same in the future, they could kiss and hug whenever they wanted, without any worries.

He sighed.

I don't know what started to become sad and sad.

Feelings are something Feng Bei can't deal with, it's okay not to touch it, I don't think it's attractive, it doesn't matter.

But one touch and it's over.

Feng Bei's footsteps became slower and slower, and he distanced himself from the young couple.

The emotion of envy is uncomfortable and not easy to suppress.

Feng Bei didn't eat anything at Zheng Ju's house, and his stomach was uncomfortable, so he went to a small stall and ordered a bowl of green vegetable noodles.

The wind was howling, and the light bulb was hanging on the roof, shaking.

Feng Bei took a sip of the noodle soup, and his stomach felt better.

"Hey, have you read the news? The singer in Hong Kong is actually gay."

"I watched it too, fuck it, I love his songs so much, I threw all the tapes away after seeing the report, disgusting."

As soon as Feng Bei grabbed the noodles, he lost his appetite immediately. He took out the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, lit a cigarette with his hand to shield the wind, and smoked one mouthful after another with his eyes closed.

A few young people next to them gathered together, drinking Erguotou and chatting idle articles.

The uninformed ask the informed, "What is homosexuality?"

"Literally, it should have been done to a woman, but it was done to a man."

"To put it simply, a man sleeps with a man."

"Damn it, isn't it scary?!"

"There's no place for a man to poke...fuck! It can't be there..."

"Nonsense, it must be an asshole."

"vomit."

"I really don't know what that kind of person thinks. Instead of looking for a woman, look for a man like me."

"Otherwise, how could it be a pervert?"

"If you want me to say, that kind of person has a sick mind and should go to a mental hospital."

"That singer's reputation is rotten."

"No, who told him to be gay."

A few young people unabashedly ridiculed, scorned, and scorned, as if they were talking about a disgusting dirty thing called Bala.

"It's noisy."

Feng Bei kicked the stool leg, "Damn it, it's so loud!"