[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

"The Undead Ghost"

——I always feel that loneliness is the ultimate destination for everyone.

Although it is not unbearable.

But still feel a little sad.

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Noisy voices, mixed with the smell of food and various things, filled the bustling street.

Humming an unknown tune, putting his hands in the pockets of the beige-colored loose coat, walking unhurriedly, Tsushima walked lightly among the crowd.

In the sky, small raindrops fell, and then the sound of crackling water gradually increased—a light rain without warning suddenly enveloped the night.

The surrounding crowd accelerated and gradually disappeared in order to avoid the rain.

"Ah." Opening his mouth, Tsushima made a small gasp.

What was left behind was a lonely figure.Not minding his body getting wet, he raised his jaw, and the gray-haired boy stared at the crystal raindrops falling from the sky.

The strands of hair stuck together due to water absorption were wetly stuck to the fair cheeks, adding a sense of blurred fragility inexplicably.

Thin strands of water flowed down from the boy's forehead, nose bridge, lips, and chin.

The lonely figure is blurred in the mist, and from a distance, it looks like a gray ghost floating alone in the world.

Randomly found a sushi restaurant around, settled the meal, and Tsushima threw himself into the rain again.

Stepping through the silted puddles under your feet, the rustling rain is getting louder and louder, and it has a strange rhythm with the whirring of the car engine.

There is no beginning and no end.

I am simply wandering alone in this strange world.

Tsushima raised the corner of his mouth and showed a bitter smile.

"Big brother, do you want to buy flowers?" A timid voice sounded cautiously.

Turning his head, looking at the girl holding a transparent umbrella and holding a bouquet of roses in her arms, the boy stopped in his tracks.

The worn-out shoes and the rusty umbrella handle hint at the girl's not-so-rich family.

"Sorry." With his eyes slightly narrowed, Tsushima squatted down and looked at the other party's weak eyes calmly.

——From those clear pupils, I saw my own reflection.

"Big brother is sad." The keenness that belongs to children, felt the sadness hidden in the boy's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "Is... did something unhappy happen?"

"Ah..." Holding his chin with both hands, he probably didn't want others to see his dejected expression, the gray-haired boy closed his eyes, "Probably because... he lost something very important Bar."

"Aihua also lost something very important." The strange, mournful emotion in his chest resonated at this moment, "Big brother, this is for you."

As the words fell, what stretched out together was a red rose blooming in the immature palm.

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There were chaotic shouts, glass shattering, and distant whimpers.

The slender eyelashes trembled and opened slowly.The chaotic brain gradually woke up, opened his eyes, and Tsushima looked at the source of the noise.

Standing up from under the pavilion sheltering from the rain, the boy walked forward.

The red roses were scattered on the ground, wetted by the dirty muddy water, and lost their delicate appearance.

"Don't move, don't call the police!" A trembling voice spread in the air.

The ferocious man held the girl's shoulders tightly and growled in a low voice.

A trace of gloom flashed across the dark eyes, the corners of the mouth were pressed down, and the faint smile that was usually maintained disappeared without a trace on the young man's face at this time.

Why do gentle human beings always suffer from bullying and misfortune?

And wicked people who absorb goodwill and maliciously oppress and deceive others often live recklessly and smoothly.

There is no answer.

No one can answer.

"This gentleman." Taking a deep breath and adjusting his expression, Tsushima walked forward, deliberately showing a little uneasiness, pretending to be strong and uttering stumbling words, "It's troublesome for children to cry, how about... ... exchange hostages?"

The shoulders were firmly grasped, and the body of the gray-haired boy was roughly pushed into the car.With the sound of the car door "clanging", the car's engine started slowly.

The boy who was put in the back row of the van by the man took off his disguise, showed no fear, and showed a calm expression.

The rain hit the window of the car, making a "crack" sound like beans colliding, which also covered up someone's whisper, "It's hard work~" defiantly turned his head, and bumped his forehead against the black muzzle of the gun.

Feeling the slight tremor of the muzzle of the gun on his head, Tsushima smiled slightly.

With only two people able to hear the voice, he continued: "Well, I just want to chat with you, don't be nervous." Small and lingering laughter melted in the narrow space.

Lean your body back generously, and adjust your body to a comfortable position, "Let me guess...Actually, you have no intention of letting go of me at all." From the corner of the eye, I looked at the driver sitting in the front seat. With the other two strange men in the co-pilot seat.

After all, the two people in front did not take measures to cover their faces, so there must be only one reason - "The hostages will be dealt with, so it doesn't matter if they are seen."

Seeing the silent reaction of the people around him, he shrugged his shoulders, "Well, it's not that I can't understand... Anyway, I'm going to die soon, why don't you let me guess the reason why Mr. is going to rob even if he doesn't hesitate to kill someone." Pointing his fingers at his upper and lower jaws, the gray-haired boy looked distressed and thinking, "Seriously ill relatives? Or...gambling debts?"

Feeling the stiffness of the man beside him, Tsushima sighed, "It's a gambling debt, it's so pitiful...I can understand, there's nothing I can do about it, right~" The ending sound was lengthened, helplessly And tired words overflowed from the tip of the pale pink tongue.

"If it's gambling debts, the money isn't enough." Tilting his head, the clear and crisp voice of a teenager sounded, "Ah, but if it's used by one person, it should be enough."

"There should be two bullets left in the gun."

He looked sideways at the cock that was on the forehead, and watched the other party's neck wet with sweat under the black hood with interest.

The ammunition capacity of this old model is six in total. Judging by the sound of the gunshots and the bullets used for deterrence in the bank, the remaining ammunition in the gun chamber should be this number.

If it is supplementary ammunition, it should not be there.How could this group of desperadoes be willing to pay for extra ammunition?

"Isn't it a perfect time to get off the car later~" Like a snake in the Garden of Eden, spitting out scarlet snake threads, tempting humans to take a taboo step "Throwing the unpleasant tasks of killing and robbing to Uncle, you, they are too much, aren't they?"

Sweat dripped from the tip of his chin, the man's hand holding the muzzle of the gun gradually relaxed, and his eyes fell into confusion and dullness.

"Perhaps, a little revenge can be forgiven."

"It's okay~"

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"Hey, we're here, get out of the car." The man in charge shook the car door, "What are you doing, Zhutian!"

The car door was opened, and the boy slowly jumped out of the car, looked up and looked around - just as he expected, it was a sparsely populated wild mountainous area.

I looked around on tiptoe, looked at the bottomless canyon in the distance, and sighed casually-this place looks like a good place for cliff jumping.

Grabbing the gray-haired boy by the collar, the leading tall man directly pulled Tsushima into the woods beside the road, "Here it is, hurry up..." He raised his eyes to the man who was following along, and issued orders irritably .

"You just need to face... the head...or the heart...it's very simple, isn't it..." In a trance, it seems to be The sailor led into the storm, the siren whispered, and the man holding the gun heard some indistinct murmurs.

Suddenly, the man raised his wrist.

Two muffled gunshots sounded one after another amidst a thunderclap.

Feeling the slight pain in the arm caused by the recoil force, it was like waking up from a dream, and the man realized the reality that just happened with hindsight.The heart in the chest was beating violently, its mouth slowly opened wide, and its pupils shrank suddenly, as if being strangled by the neck, it let out a hoarse and terrified cry.

Looking at the gun in his hand in disbelief, fear and regret climbed up his back, and the inner voice of urging sounded over and over again——

"Escape"

"Escape"

"Run away!!"

Following his instinct, the man stumbled towards the parking lot and started the engine.

The white pickup truck made a hasty turn on the rain-soaked muddy ground and sped away from the scene.

"Ah, it should take a long time to walk back to this place—" Tsushima curled his lips boredly, and Tsushima's originally lively expression gradually returned to dead silence.

so boring.

Inexplicably, a sense of emptiness surged into my heart, like a hand tightly clutching my chest, making me a little breathless.

It turned out to be like this.Not even hypnosis and hints were applied, but only relying on verbal induction, resulting in the current bleak situation.

Ah, that's right...that man, is he on drugs?

Driving after taking drugs is very dangerous.

Blinking his eyes, he stared blankly at the frozen surprise on the faces of the two people who had died for a long time on the ground—it seemed that he could not believe that the usual submissive person was the murderer who killed him until his death.

"It will take a long time to walk back, ah... By the way, where is this place?" Averting his eyes and walking away slowly, Tsushima calmly said to himself.

The rain will wash away all the clues, and even if I am found by the police, I just need to say "the robbers left me halfway" as an excuse.

Even if there is doubt, there is no evidence, besides... I am the victim.

The author has something to say: to gentle human beings, but still lending a helping hand.

In the dark, take pity on the shimmering monster.

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Being complained that the product was wrong, I changed the copywriting and the name of the novel.

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