My dead ghost husband is still alive

Raising his hand to turn on the light in the room, Zhou An guessed correctly, the rusty smell came from the bathroom.He walked in and stared wide-eyed at his bathtub, where there was a full tank of water that was about to overflow.

"What are you doing..." Zhou An hastily pressed the pump button to drain all the water.

He was a little confused, if he pressed the wrong button when he left just now, and accidentally put a tank of water.

But it's impossible, this kind of thing can't be mistaken, and the water is a bit abnormal.

Zhou An pursed his lips, reached out to scoop up a handful of water that hadn't been completely released yet, and put it under his nose to smell it.

If it is the water released from the tap water pipe, it will have a faint bleach and powdery smell.

Zhou An didn't smell the smell of bleach or powder, but instead smelled a faint smell of water rust, just like the water in the reservoir.

How can there be water from the reservoir in the bathtub at home?

Seeing the water being drained and finally disappearing before his eyes, Zhou An was puzzled and felt a little uneasy.

He rinsed the bathtub with clean water and left the bathroom.

After I went out to the living room and re-watched the books and TV programs for a while, this matter was slowly forgotten.

Because he had to go to school tomorrow, Zhou An went to bed very early this night and lay down at ten o'clock.But lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep, because he could always hear the sound of ticking, ticking, and so on.

Just drip every three seconds or so.

Zhou An thought that the kitchen faucet was not turned off properly, so he got up and walked into the kitchen to check, but found that every faucet was turned off properly.

He didn't give up, and went to the bathroom to confirm again, and they were all closed.

Could it be the faucet next door?

But the faucet next door can't be so loud, even the residents next door can be affected.

"..." Zhou An stood in the living room, scratching his hair a little irritably.

He has to get up early to go to school tomorrow morning. If he doesn't get a good rest at night, it will affect the quality of the next day's class.

If the class is not good, the grade will drop, which is a very serious problem.

"It's really evil!" Zhou An returned to the room, turned on the biggest air conditioner, and covered himself with the quilt.

Only in this way can I barely isolate that sound from my ears, slowly get clean, and enter a sleep state.

Early the next day, Zhou An woke up feeling a little chilly.He turned off the air conditioner, got up, washed and changed clothes, and went out as soon as possible.

The weather in September is still very hot, and the sun is bright and bright early in the morning.

Standing in this bright sunshine, Zhou An quickly forgot those vague fears last night.

Until the afternoon when he was on duty after school, Zhou An stayed in the specimen room alone, and he smelled the rust again.

The herbarium of the high school is located at the edge of the whole school, close to the woods at the back, facing the shade.

This place is always gloomy, and the door is only opened for cleaning once a month.

This time, after two months of vacation, I opened the door again, and there was a stale atmosphere blowing over my face.

Zhou An held a broom in his hand, and stepped on a beam of sunlight that came in from the window.This is the only part of the whole room, and the rest is dark, including the place Zhou An is looking at now.

that corner...

He walked over with the broom in his hand, and stopped when he reached the deepest point.

He saw a wet mark on the ground against the wall in front of him, as if it was too damp and water was seeping out.

But in the season of September, the autumn is high and the air is crisp, so how can it be humid?

Zhou An squatted down and looked carefully at the pool of water. There were actually two pools.

He could see it fascinated, and then the more he looked at it, the more he felt nervous, because it looked like two Chinese characters...

It had been half an hour since I left the herbarium, but Zhou An's heart was still pounding, and every now and then he would feel palpitations when he thought about it, which was terribly frightening and terribly panicky.

He subconsciously forgot what he saw just now, but the name was played in a loop in his mind like a repeater, over and over again.

Who is he?

Why did it appear...?

Thinking about these unanswered questions, Zhou An's nerves were sensitive, and he was in a panic.

He didn't dare to stay at school, so he rode his bicycle back home.

Walking to the door of the house, took out the key and inserted it, and went in, Zhou An suddenly remembered everything from last night. This should not be a coincidence, but...

The one who stared at himself.

Pulling out the key, Zhou An turned his head and stomped downstairs.

He went back to school to find his head teacher, Mr. He.

Teacher He is a middle-aged teacher in his early forties this year.I have taught in this high school for 20 years, and I am also a local citizen, and my family lives nearby.

"Teacher He." Zhou An stopped panting, with a pale face: "I have something I want to ask you."

Seeing Zhou An at this time, Teacher He was surprised, because Zhou An is a day student and does not need to study by himself at night.

"What do you want to ask?" He smiled, happy to answer Zhou An's question.

"I want to ask..." Zhou An opened his mouth, took out a pen and a notebook from his schoolbag, and wrote down a name: "Do you have any impression of this name?" He sent the written notebook to Teacher He, because Personally, I hadn't heard the name in school.

"Zhong, Lin." Teacher He thought about it, and couldn't help holding the notebook, as if lost in memory: "Where did you hear this name?" He asked Zhou An back.

"..." Zhou An held his breath, so there really is this person?

"Zhou An? Do you have any news about him?" Teacher He looked at Zhou An with concern all over his face: "Zhong Lin used to be my student, but he disappeared in his third year of high school."

"Missing?" Zhou An opened his eyes wide, his complexion suddenly changed.

"Yes, count the time... It's been three or four years, and I don't know how he is now." Teacher He said regretfully, "His previous academic performance was also very good, just as good as yours. But... "Mr. He didn't continue to talk about what happened later.

"But what?" Zhou An opened and closed his lips like a puppet, feeling cold all over his body.

"The death of his parents hit him too hard. Maybe he couldn't bear such a blow, so he suddenly disappeared." Teacher He sighed: "By the way, why did you suddenly ask him?"

Zhou An raised his hand stiffly and pulled off his collar: "Have you seen this chain, Teacher?"

"Huh? A chain?" Mr. He is short-sighted. He pushed his glasses and leaned over to see clearly: "Isn't this kind of chain very common?" There are many such styles in gold shops.

"Then have you seen that... Zhong Lin wears it?" Zhou An thought it was a fluke, maybe it had nothing to do with the chain.

But regardless of whether it matters or not, that Zhong Lin is probably no longer alive...

"I didn't pay attention to this." Teacher He said, "It's been so long, how can the teacher remember?"

"Then..." Zhou An clenched his fists and found that his palms were cold: "Is his family still there? Does the teacher know where his family lives?"

"Zhong Lin's family..." Mr. He thought for a moment: "He has an uncle, his family moved to a big city three or four years ago, and he is no longer here."

If you say that, the clues are all broken.

Zhou An was in a trance for a long time, so long that Teacher He worried: "Zhou An, are you okay?"

"No, it's fine." Zhou An said, "Thank you teacher, I'm going home."

"Well, let's go, be careful on the road." Mr. He smiled kindly.

Zhou An left school and did not go home.He rode his bicycle to the reservoir, and rode to the vicinity of the reservoir in one breath while it was still dark.

I just saw a few young people coming out, and they looked at Zhou An in surprise: "Are you here now?"

I don't know why, seeing them, Zhou An breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, there are quite a lot of people here, and I haven't heard of dead people, so it shouldn't be so evil...

The sky is already a bit dark, and the surroundings are cooler and quieter than during the day.

Looking at the faint water surface, Zhou An, who had never been afraid of water, suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.

"Sorry to bother you..." He took off the necklace around his neck, reached out, and let go.

The golden necklace was submerged in the water and sank to the bottom.

After finishing all this, Zhou An left the reservoir.

It was completely dark when he got home, and he sat in the brightly lit living room for a while, examining the house suspiciously.

No rusty smell and no dripping sound.

"Huh..." Zhou An wiped his face wearily, feeling much better.

He felt that this was over, just a small episode in life.

Having no appetite at night, Zhou An took a shower and went to bed after taking a casual bite.He didn't dare to soak in the bathtub tonight. After what happened last night, he was a little fussy about his own bathtub.

"An'an, did you have class today?" My mother, who was on a business trip abroad, called back.

"Well, it's time for class." Zhou An called out, "Mom, when are you coming back?"

"Not sure." The voice over there was a little tired and irritated: "Something went wrong, it may take a few days."

"Okay, don't work too hard." Zhou An chatted with his mother for a few words and hung up the phone.

The clock on the wall jumped to ten o'clock.Zhou An turned off all the lights and went to bed.

Sleeping in a daze in the middle of the night, he felt that he was dreaming. In the dream, he was struggling in the water, sinking deeper and deeper, countless water got into his mouth and nose, he couldn't breathe, and he was only one step away from death .

"Cough cough cough..." Zhou An suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the water. He was horrified to find himself sitting in a bathtub filled with water, with a strong rusty smell between his mouth and nose.

and also……

He lowered his head tremblingly and raised his hand, and there was a gold necklace around his neck.

"..." His lips began to tremble uncontrollably. In other words, Zhou An's whole body was trembling now. His naked skin was immersed in the water, and the water from the reservoir wrapped him like a thousand pairs of invisible Hand, imprison him somewhere.