Boyfriend only helps the poor and doesn't sleep

Not only has it become very difficult to speak, but it takes a lot of effort to even move your fingers.After a while, Qi Guo felt that some beads of sweat had oozed from his forehead.

That weird face—yes, it has no body, only a pale and glaring face suspended in the air, making its mouth look like a split bloodstain.It had a faint smile, and its terrifying black pupils turned mechanically from left to right, as if looking at Qi Guo, and its emotionless movements highlighted its inhumanity.

Qi Guo was no stranger to the feeling that his whole body was being restrained from body to toe. Every time Tao He was hungry and came to him to beg for food, he would always suppress his hands and feet.Perhaps this is the basic skill of ghosts?The difference is that the ghostly thing in front of him is simpler and more terrifying than Tao He.

Qi Guo was not frightened by it, rather, his mood at this time was closer to anger: he didn't even reply, this ghost is too rude!

It took a lot of effort to spit out a question, but it was ignored.This matter is quite serious for Qi Guo.He didn't expect that the face in front of him might not have a more advanced way of thinking, but he simply thought that every ghost could communicate as easily as Tao He.

——If Tao He knows, he will think he is so innocent and cute.

Grimace's eyeballs swiveled back and forth three times like a sweep, and finally fixed his strange eyes on him. The split red lips mechanically repeated two words: "Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome—" and slowly turned towards Qi Guo's face was pasted.

The pale grimace slowly approached, and the piercing voice accelerated like mental pollution, and the tone gradually became sharper.Qi Guo, who was forced to listen to the voice, gradually felt dizzy, but was completely restrained again, trying to tell her to shut up but couldn't speak.

I heard that there is a kind of punishment that is just like this. The prisoner is tied to a chair, and the high-decibel noise is played continuously to stimulate the prisoner's eardrums until he can no longer bear the mental breakdown.Qi Guo felt that his situation at this time was no different from being tortured.

Under the screeching, he could hardly tell the passage of time, he could only feel the sweat dripping down his face.

"--enough."

In a trance, Qi Guo heard a voice sandwiched in those piercing high-decibel noises, and gently stopped it.Following the sigh-like words of the wind, the sharp noise stopped instantly, and silence enveloped the space again.

The tightness that restrained the body also disappeared. Qi Guo, who was finally able to relax, managed to open one eye, but unexpectedly saw a figure that he had never thought of standing in front of him.

He widened his eyes in surprise: "You—"

However, the other party didn't give him the chance to continue talking, and just stood quietly where the white face was floating, watching Qi Guo suddenly fall down.

Qi Guo felt that she must be in a dream at this moment.

Stepping on the wet grass that has just been sprinkled with water, it seems that the smell of soil after the rain is clearly lingering on the tip of the nose.Not far away, there is a white swing that has begun to peel off its paint. It is obviously empty, but it is still shaking at a low level.

This place is very familiar. If you go a little further to the left, Qi Guo is sure that you will see a bunker with some pits and pits. In the center of the bunker, Li Zhe has a painted elephant slide.

When he was a child, his family often took him to play in this small park, and he would spend the whole afternoon playing there. This place can be said to be the place that most fits the word "childhood" in Qi Guo's memory.

After growing up, Qi Guo didn't recall his childhood very much, and this small park had already been re-planned because of the old city renovation plan, and an office building was built in that area—to sum up, Qi Guo was very sure that the front Everything you see is not real.

The smell of green grass was quite realistic. Qi Guo took a leisurely step forward, and was surprised to find that from the moment he took the first step, the sound of children playing around began to sound in his ears, as if he was in the It is a children's paradise full of carefree playing.

However, there is clearly no one here!

Qi Guo was unmoved, and even listened carefully to distinguish those noisy and noisy sounds. After catching a familiar voice, the long-buried memory suddenly flooded out: It turned out that this scene was reproduced. that day...

When she came to her senses, Qi Guo realized that she was already standing in front of the swing.It was still swaying back and forth slowly, the white paint on the rotating shaft was almost gone, revealing the rust color inside.

When he was a child, he didn't like to play on swings. He felt that such dangling things were very boring, and he only sat on them once in his impression.When he hesitated due to the memory, the swing suddenly stopped shaking as if he knew what he was thinking, as if inviting Qi Guo to sit on it.

Seeing what the hell it was doing, Qi Guo sat on it directly.

The swing was under his weight, and the chain swayed unsteadily, which reminded Qi Guo that a large part of the reason why he didn't swing at that time was because the shaking was too unsafe.

The only time he sat on the swing was because some friends laughed at him with the newly learned word "fear of heights".Qi Guo, who was very stubborn at a young age, naturally would not tolerate being ridiculed by them, so he sat on it directly to show his bravery.

The more he behaved indifferently, the more others felt that he was putting on a show, rushing forward, and they all squeezed behind Qi Guo to push the swing forward forcefully.The combined strength of several people, even a child cannot be underestimated.The swing swayed in such a wide arc that it almost seemed to throw Qi Guo out, but Qi Guo didn't cry and beg for mercy as they thought—until he was really thrown out.

The small body fell to the ground fiercely, the forehead was smashed by the rough ground, and the blood splattered continuously on the white face.The children looked at each other and looked at you. They were stunned for a while, and even cried out of fear at this terrible scene. No one wanted to be scolded. Qi Guo.

A hideous streak of blood ran across his immature face, starting from the wound on his forehead, splitting his eyebrows in two, and dripping down his eyelids, even the crow-feather-long eyelashes were dyed dark red .

It's impossible to say that it doesn't hurt, but when she was a child, Qi Guo thought that crying was a sign of weakness and not being manly enough. Even if she was wronged and hurt, at most she just suppressed the tears with tears in her eyes.

Blood rolled down from his eyes, like a few strings of red teardrops from crying.Little Qi Guo covered the most painful part of his head, he only knew that he was injured and had to go home quickly to get a Band-Aid to cover the wound, so he stood up, staggering a bit, planning to walk home.However, the moment he stood up, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the ground, causing the swing to shake.

He didn't care about the strange wind, but walked slowly towards the exit of the park, but within a few steps, he felt that his legs were so heavy, as if he had stepped into a quagmire, and it was almost difficult to take a step.

Qi Guo let out a soft "Huh", as if answering his question, a strange voice appeared out of thin air.

"Are not you afraid?"

Not to mention how gloomy and hoarse the voice was, just an inexplicable and strange voice appearing in broad daylight was scary enough.However, Qi Guo shook his head calmly, and instead asked, "Why are you afraid?"

"Interesting." The voice sneered, as if he was talking to Qi Guo, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "You don't like that swing, do you? You didn't feel afraid when you sat on it; you fell so hard. On the ground, you didn't cry when you were hurt; most importantly, you weren't afraid of me."

"Because I don't think there's anything scary about it." Although she said she wasn't afraid, she still had curiosity, and while answering the voice, Qi Guo looked around, trying to find the person who made the voice.

His movement was obvious, and the other party noticed it immediately. "You can't see mine, and humans can't see ghosts."

"Oh." Hearing what he said, Qi Guo became even more curious, "Then how can I see you?"

"——When I'm full." Although the voice was gloomy, the words he said were a bit like a ghost-eating character in the cartoon I watched last night.Qi Guo was amused by him, and said again: "What do you want to eat?"

The child's voice seemed immature, but he was very serious, as if he would find food to feed him as soon as the other party answered.

"I feed on fear and tears."

What he said was very abstract, but Qi Guo understood everything, and he showed a suddenly realized expression: "So you asked me if I was afraid, because you were hungry?"

"..."

Although it is true to say so, the strange thing is that he seems to want to talk to the child who has aroused his interest, not to scare him—but even if he scares him, it may not be able to scare this strange child come on.

Qi Guo thought about it, wondering why: "I'm sorry, I can't feed you." He has nothing to be afraid of, and he doesn't like to cry. Although he really wants to see this invisible thing, he really can't.

Although his wound looked terrible, it was not very serious. After standing for so long, the bleeding had already stopped, leaving only a dirty bloodstain on his face.Because of guilt, those dark eyes widened a little, and they were so bright and clear that they could reflect almost everything—including the ghost without substance.

For a moment, Qi Guo really felt that he saw a translucent shadow.He tried his best to open his eyes wide to follow the outline, but finally felt a coolness hit his face, as if a cold hand caressed his cheek.

"It's a pity—" The gloomy voice was full of regret, making it even more strange and terrifying.

Qi Guo stayed where he was, suddenly felt something cool crawling across his face, and finally lingered gently and lingeringly around his eye sockets.If I had to describe it, the feeling was like being licked by something, which stimulated his eyes with a weird itching, and what finally made him cry was the itchy licking sensation on the eyeballs .

"—very sweet."

At the end of that day, Qi Guo didn't know how he got home.It's just that from that day on, his eyes suddenly became very sensitive, and he would shed tears when slightly stimulated.

……

So it turned out that he had already been taken advantage of by this ghost when he was so young? !

Qi Guo stood up from the swing abruptly, her brows clenched into a ball.If possible, he really wanted to travel back and take away the self he was at that time.

The author has something to say: Qi Guo: (coldly) Kidnapping children is a crime.

Tao He: (Confidently) Human laws are invalid for ghosts.And I haven't had time to abduct...

Qi Guo: (Surprised) Do you really want to kidnap? !

Tao He: I'm hungry, I can't help it.Hungry now too (licking lips)

Qi Guo: You just ate...

Tao He: That aspect of hunger (laughing ambiguously)

Qi Guo: (shame and annoyed) No way!