Qi Luo has no regrets

Maybe maybe maybe maybe I'm dead?

The reason I'm guessing I'm dead is because no matter how hard I try to talk to other people for a month, they just ignore me.It took me half an hour to realize that I might be a ghost until someone walked through my body.

Speaking of the fact that I became a ghost, it is actually not particularly difficult to accept, because I have no memory of the cause of my death at all, and I have no memory of the things before I died, and I don’t even know my name and where I live.

I probably probably maybe maybe not only dead, but also amnesiac.

He wandered aimlessly at the intersection of the street, looked at the clock on the opposite building, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, turned his gaze to the vending machine at the intersection, and sure enough, he came again.

Probably starting a few days ago, every night a man with a hood would come to buy drinks during this time period.I was curious about how good this drink was, so much so that he would often come out in the middle of the night to buy it, so last night after he left, I got a bottle of the same drink out of the vending machine, it said "Coca-Cola", sorry Yes, as a ghost, liquid poured into my mouth would pass through my body and spill on the ground...

Staring at his movements, I felt sour in my heart, it's good to be alive, at least you can eat and drink, can't you?However, the process of buying Coke for him today did not seem to be going well. He saw his hand slip, and a coin fell to the ground. After flicking twice, it rolled all the way to the bottom of the vending machine.

The man was stunned. He searched his pockets but couldn't find the second coin, so he squatted down and stretched out his hand to feel aimlessly. Eyebrows are wrinkled.

"Hey—" Sighed, I really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, I planned to help him take it out, just as if I was doing a good deed every day.Squatting in front of him, hooking your fingers, the coin automatically moved towards his fingertips, just stopping where he could touch it.

Originally thought that the next plot would be that he got the coins, bought Coke, and went home satisfied.But the man in front of him didn't move for a while after reaching for the coin. After a while, he slowly raised his head.This is the first time I have seen his face clearly from the front. His fair skin was covered with a halo of moonlight, and a few strands of golden bangs leaked out from under the hood. Foreigner?Or mixed race?But it didn't seem to matter anymore, because I saw his pale and bloodless little face reflected in his blue eyes, and suddenly realized a problem, "You can see me!"

This discovery made me ecstatic, finally someone could see me, reached out and patted his shoulder, and even touched the entity.These days, I have tried countless people and things, but I can only pass through their bodies, and I can’t touch them at all. Compared to thinking about why this man is an exception, I want to think that he can see me and touch me I cried with joy over this.

"You can see me and hear me, can't you?"

However, in the face of my ecstasy, the reaction of the person opposite was relatively indifferent. He looked at me suspiciously, "Should I...should I pretend not to see you?" After speaking, he looked around vigilantly, "You guys Are you still recording the program in the middle of the night?"

"What program?"

"Two days ago, I heard from my agent that Lianyu TV has a new program, and it will record videos of pranking stars. It won't be my turn today, right?"

Although I don't quite understand what the show he was talking about, but I understood another meaning, that is, he actually thought I was a fake ghost. Even if I haven't fully adapted to the identity of a ghost, I still feel the need to solemnly introduce it to him. Myself.

"Swish—" floated up suddenly, his feet were suspended in front of him, and he extended his hand politely, "Hello, I'm a ghost."

He didn't answer me, but lowered his head and covered his face with one hand and squatted there thinking about something, then suddenly stood up, turned around and left, muttering something while walking.

I followed behind him, and I heard it when I got close, "I knew I shouldn't write songs all night, I was hallucinating, how could there be ghosts in this world, it's impossible..."

Looking at his back, I can't figure out what this person is thinking. Could it be that he didn't hear my self-introduction clearly? After thinking about it, he floated in front of him again, and raised the volume slightly, "Hello, I'm really a ghost. "

This time he ignored me and walked past me without looking sideways.

After stopping to stare at his back and pondering for a few minutes, I suddenly realized something, "Hey, you aren't... afraid of ghosts, are you?"

The person in front of me staggered, and although he quickly continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, I was obviously guessed, "Hey, a man of your age is still afraid of ghosts?"

"Who said I..." He turned around and was about to refute something, but when he glanced at me, his face became even paler in an instant, and he continued to turn and walk forward with his mouth pursed.

This is the first time I have communicated with people since I became a ghost. Although I don’t know how normal people will react when they see a ghost, the reaction of this person in front of me makes me feel so cute, and I can’t help but want to tease him.He stretched out his hand and pushed him onto the light box on the side of the road. I don't know if he hit the switch or had a bad contact before. After being hit by him, the light box that was originally off suddenly lit up. On it was a blond man. poster.Although the lower half of the face was blocked by the portrait on the poster, it looked familiar.I stretched out my hand and pushed aside the face in front of me that was looking at me in horror, revealing the lower half of the poster, only to realize that the person on the poster was actually the person in front of me, and looked at the name on the lower right corner of the poster—— Zhou Qiluo.

"Your name is Zhou Qiluo?"

He didn't answer my question, but his voice was slightly aggrieved and trembling, "As the saying goes, there is a grievance and a debtor. I have never met you before, can you stop following me?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because I haven't talked to anyone for almost a month, for example, you haven't eaten for a month, and suddenly you see the rice, will you allow others to take it away?"

"You want to eat me?"

His voice suddenly rose, and I was too close to be caught off guard by a magic sound piercing my brain. If this person sang, it should be a dolphin sound.

"It's not enough to eat, you can just talk to me every day."

"You can find someone to talk with you!"

"If I could find someone else to talk to me, I would still..." Halfway through the sentence, I looked at his exquisite face, the terrified eyes were full of grievances and innocence, and after thinking about it, "Even if there is a second Someone can see me, talk to me, and I might still come to you."

"why?"

"Because you look good."

"...For the first time in my life, I feel that being good-looking is a mistake."

I patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. To be honest, at this moment, I felt that he could see me because I was good-looking.

He cautiously took a step to the side, avoiding my hand, and asked me, "Then...how long are you going to follow me?"

"Maybe... until I die?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, "Ghost...uh, ghosts still die?"

"I don't know. I'm also a ghost for the first time. I don't have any experience." This question made me a little distressed. What will happen to the ghost in the end and where should I go? I have nothing to do these days, so I just watch TV at other people’s houses, don’t there often be thousand-year-old female ghosts on TV, I think maybe I can live for 800 years if I don’t pay attention.”

He didn't know what he thought of, his delicate little face was pale, and he took another step back, sticking tightly to the light box, in stark contrast to the smiling expression on the poster.

"Hey——" sighed, I leaned closer to him again, "I didn't do anything to you, why are you afraid of being like this?"

"If you go out to buy drinks in the middle of the night and suddenly a female ghost..."

"Female ghost." She couldn't help correcting him.

"Is there any difference!"

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Although I think the ghost sounds better, and the female ghost seems to be cursing, but considering that this is the only person who can see me, I have to pamper him a little and stroke his soft hair. motioned him to continue.

"If you went out to buy drinks in the middle of the night and were suddenly stalked by a female ghost, wouldn't you be afraid!"

"Everyone is a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"But I'm human!"

I took a closer look at my own reflection in his eyes. They all have one nose and two eyes. There is no difference except that the skin is a little whiter. Moreover, I glanced at him with disgust. Strictly speaking, his face is paler now. I was paler, more like a ghost.

"Everyone looks similar, so you just think of me as a special person, okay? Anyway, recently I have often seen many of you humans have various special abilities. A few days ago, you were floating in midair basking in the moon There is also a policeman flying past me, compared with so many weird people, I think I am quite normal?"

The person in front of me suddenly covered his face with his hands and kept silent. I wanted to break his hands to see what happened, but now he looked a little weak, pitiful, and helpless, which made me a little bit at a loss. After thinking about it, he was never far away. He took out a bottle of Coke from the vending machine and handed it to him.

"Would you like some coke?"

He put down his hand and gave me a sad look, took the Coke in my hand, and gulped down a few sips.His posture of drinking coke is very nice, with his head slightly raised, revealing his graceful neck, his Adam's apple rises and falls as he swallows, which makes me feel a little...thirsty.

After drinking the Coke and taking a long breath, he looked up at me, "You can follow me, but we have three chapters."

"Okay." I readily agreed. After all, even though I have no experience, I have heard the word nonsense before. I actually have three chapters with a ghost. This person is so cute.

"First, don't scare me; second, don't get in the way; third, don't think about it yet."

"Pfft—" I couldn't help laughing, I thought it would be such a serious contract, he glared at me and didn't speak again, and walked away on his own, I rubbed my nose embarrassedly and hurriedly followed.

After walking not far, he arrived at his home. The first floor was the living room and the kitchen. There were a few bags of instant noodles scattered in the kitchen, and there were unwashed bowls and chopsticks in the sink beside him. It was a piano, and there were manuscripts scattered all over the place. When I checked a page, it seemed to be a sheet music.

Floating downstairs and rushing to him, he pointed to the score floating in the air, "I didn't expect you to be a musician."

He snatched the music score and thought about it, "Can you...can you go in and out of the house through the door instead of always coming through the wall, my heart can't stand it."

I looked in the direction of his finger, and there was indeed a door, "But, don't you think it would be more terrifying if the door opened itself with a 'squeak' in the dead of night?"

He looked at me, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out two words, "All right."

Actually, I didn’t lie to him, what I said was the truth. According to my experience these days, I’m fine to walk through anyone’s house at will, but one day I walked through the door on a whim, and the moment the door opened, I heard “thump— —" Someone fainted in front of me, it was obviously for his own good, but he didn't appreciate it.

"I'm going to bed first, you can figure it out." Leaving this sentence to me, he went upstairs and entered the bedroom.

I stared at the closed door for 1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... the clock on the wall was ticking, and I suddenly felt so lonely. I used to feel so lonely because no one could talk, but now I feel so lonely for no reason. Empty and lonely.

By the way, I don't know his name yet. Although I asked him just now, he didn't tell me if it was true, let alone... what name was written on that poster?After thinking about it for a long time, I simply went to ask.

Walking into his bedroom, there was a figure lying on the big bed. I floated over quietly, pressed against his face, and watched for a while, not sure if he had fallen asleep. Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

We both took half a step back and screamed.

"Why did you suddenly open your eyes, trying to scare the ghost to death in the middle of the night!"

"...Who is scaring whom? What are you doing on my bed in the middle of the night?"

His words reminded me, and I hurried over, he hugged the quilt and backed away a little, I watched him sitting precariously on the edge of the bed with concern, after thinking about it, I still didn't get close, I was afraid he would fall, anyway, this distance Can also talk.

"You haven't told me your name yet."

"Just for this?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

He suddenly fell on the bed and pulled the quilt over his head. After a while, a muffled voice came from under the quilt, "Zhou Qiluo."

"Oh." After getting the name, I had no choice but to reluctantly leave his bedroom and walk downstairs, "So fierce, Zhou...wait a minute, why did he say his name was Zhou just now?"

I looked back at the bedroom door upstairs. I was distracted just now and didn't remember the name. Why don't I ask again.This time when I walked into the bedroom, I saw that he was still stuffed under the quilt, pulled away his quilt, and leaned over to see a pair of helpless eyes staring at me, as expected, he was not asleep yet.

"What is it for again this time?"

"I...hehe...I just now, um, I accidentally didn't hear your name clearly." Rubbing his hands together embarrassedly.

"Zhou Qiluo." He gave me an annoyed look, "Did you hear me clearly this time?"

"I heard you clearly." I nodded embarrassedly and exited the bedroom, and continued to walk downstairs, "I finally heard you clearly this time, Zhou... What is Zhou doing?" I turned around and forgot Yes, I think I may not only die and lose my memory, but also forget.

Looking back at the bedroom door again, there was a battle between heaven and man in my heart. They are all people and ghosts who want to live together. I wonder if it would be impolite to know the name of the other party?Or ask him again.

I walked into the bedroom again, and saw him sitting and staring at me. Before I could speak, he asked me, "Did you not hear my name again?"

I'm a little surprised, this person can read minds? "How did you know?"

He turned around and turned on the lamp on the bedside, picked up a sticky note and wrote three large characters, and held it directly in front of me, "Come on, read to me, Zhou Qiluo! Zhou Zhou—Qiqi——Luo Luo ! Remember?"

"Remember, remember." I quietly retreated to the door, and came out in a flash, but after I came out, I remembered that I actually had another thing to tell him when I went in. After hesitating, I still bit the bullet went in.

"Are you finished!"

"I just think we are bound together anyway, calling you Zhou Qiluo is too unfamiliar, I decided to call you Qiluo or Luoluo in the future, which one do you like?"

After Zhou Qiluo looked at me for ten seconds, she suddenly came over without a word and picked me up, opened the door and threw me out, and then slammed the bedroom door behind me.

"If you dare to appear in front of me again tonight, I will find a temple to save you tomorrow!"

I listened to his vicious words through the door, "Tsk tsk, it's really fierce, but I like it."

The author has something to say: "Miss Phantom" is a Zhou Qiluo fanfiction that has nothing to do with "Qiluo Wugui". You see the redundant chapters that were messed up earlier.

_(:з」∠)_It would be even better if you like it, thank you for your understanding.