In an escape game...

Yun Xubai called Jinglan in advance, but the phone was turned off. After discussing with Qingqing, he decided to go to Jinglan's house to try his luck.

Qingqing led the way for Yun Xubai, and half an hour later, one person and one resentful spirit arrived at the door of Jinglan's house.

Yun Xubai pressed the doorbell for a long time, but still no one came to answer the door, and the phone was also turned off.

"Is Jinglan going to have an accident? She is a workaholic. She never turned off her phone before. She either works at the company or works overtime at home on weekends." Qingqing waited more and more anxiously, walking around the corridor anxiously: "How about we Why don't you visit her company?"

"Okay," Yun Xubai comforted her calmly: "It may just be that the phone is out of battery, so don't worry."

At this time, an old lady stepped out of the elevator, looked at Yun Xubai a few times, and asked slowly, "Little boy, who are you looking for?"

There are very few outsiders in this old community, and Yun Xubai stood at the door of other people's houses, it was hard not to attract the attention of the old lady.

Qingqing's eyes lit up: "This is Jinglan's neighbor's grandma. They are very close. You can ask her about it."

Yun Xubai walked up to grandma, and asked gently and politely: "Grandma, I'm Jinglan's friend, her phone is off, do you know where she is?"

"You are Jinglan's friend," the grandmother said enthusiastically, "Jinglan has a good heart, and she will go to the Qingtian Children's Welfare Institute every weekend as a volunteer. You can find her there."

"In my impression, there is no such orphanage in our city. Is it newly established?" Qingqing scratched her head: "But the name is related to me."

Yun Xubai bid farewell to the grandmother and took Qingqing to Qingtian Children's Welfare Institute.

When the screen changed, Yun Xubai appeared in an unfamiliar corridor, Qingqing stood beside him, pointed to the window and said, "I found Jinglan! My God, she used to be a strong woman, and the most troublesome thing is children , is this really the Jinglan I know..."

This is a bright and gentle classroom. A young woman with ponytails is sitting cross-legged on the carpet with a picture book in her hand. A dozen or so children surround her and are listening to her storytelling.

Yun Xubai asked Qingqing: "I finally see you, do you have something to say to her?"

Qingqing shook her head: "Let me listen to her story quietly, and I am already very satisfied."

In the classroom, Jinglan asked the children gently: "Do you have any good friends?"

The children raised their hands one after another, stood up one by one, and enthusiastically introduced their good friends.

After introducing his good friend, a little boy asked loudly, "Teacher Lanlan, do you have any good friends?"

Jinglan laughed, and said softly: "The teacher also has a very good friend. In the teacher's heart, she is a powerful hero."

The children asked her friend who was a hero and what martial arts she knew. Jinglan closed the picture book and said, "She is not tall, not strong, and does not know martial arts. But she is very brave, just like the TV series Like the heroes in the movie. Once, a car out of control was about to hit two children crossing the road, and she stepped forward without hesitation and saved them."

"Wow, Teacher Jinglan's friend is a real hero!" The children looked at Jinglan nervously, and asked curiously, "Where is the hero now? Can we meet her?"

"Heroes were injured because of saving people, so I can't come to see you." Jing Lan's eyes turned red quietly: "Kids, remember, if you want to be a hero outside in the future, you must protect yourself, you know? If you get injured Your good friend will be sad."

Qingqing, the "hero" whom Jinglan spoke of, stood outside the window, crying profusely.

Yun Xubai also just found out the cause of Qingqing's death. It's really impressive that such a thin and weak girl has so much energy.

The audience was also very surprised, and Yun Xubai heard soft sobs:

"I'm getting old, so I can't watch this, woo woo woo... This supernatural movie tricked us into coming in under the guise of horror!"

"Qingqing is really kind, why would such a kind person encounter such an accident?"

"Qingqing, don't cry, I want to cry when you cry."

No matter how hard Qingqing cried, Jinglan couldn't hear her.She didn't know what was going on outside the window, and her eyes fell on a little boy who was alone: ​​"Xiao Ji, only you haven't introduced your good friend to the teacher, can you tell the teacher, who is your good friend?"

Xiaoji didn't answer, but looked out the window silently.

A little girl whispered, "He has no good friends, he always says strange things, and no one plays with him."

After someone starts, the other children "complain" one by one:

"It's Xiaoji who doesn't want to play with us, he always says some scary things to scare us!"

"He said before that there was an old man behind Xiaomei, and he threw stones at Xiaomei, but the next day Xiaomei was so frightened that she had a high fever!"

"Xiaoji is weird and likes to lie, teacher, don't ask him..."

Xiaoji has a relatively three-dimensional outline, very thin, with no immature look on his face, and very light pupils, like a little adult.He didn't show any expression when he heard the discussion, he just stared out the window without blinking.

"Kids, do you think it's okay to evaluate your classmates in this way in front of the teacher?" Jing Lan looked at the children and said seriously: "The teacher asked you, after Xiaoji said those words, did you just not play with each other directly, or did you first ask?" Talk to him and ask him why he said that?"

The children bowed their heads one by one, without speaking.

Jinglan squatted in front of Xiaoji, and asked gently: "Xiaoji, you want to play with them, right?"

Xiaoji still didn't look at her, just pointed out the window and said softly: "There is a big sister crying outside the window."

Jinglan followed his gaze and could only see Yun Xubai, not the crying big sister.

Jinglan opened her eyes wide in surprise, waved at Yun Xubai hastily, looked at Xiaoji again, and said patiently: "That's the teacher's friend, you misunderstood him, he is a big brother, not a sister, and he didn't cry ah."

Jiji shook her head slightly: "Beside the big brother, there is a sister standing, she is crying loudly."

Looking at Xiaoji's serious and pure eyes, Jinglan instantly got goosebumps all over her body.

Several timid little girls were close together, and some of them even brought on a crying voice: "Teacher, look! Xiaoji is bluffing and scaring me again!"

Xiaoji seemed to be used to the reactions of his classmates. He just looked out the window and said to himself, "I'm not lying."

Yun Xubai and Xiaoji looked at each other, slowly curled the corners of their lips, and said to Qingqing: "This kid can see you, don't cry."

"He won't be haunted by ghosts like grandpa?" Qingqing stopped crying and looked at Xiaoji worriedly.

Yun Xubai said: "It doesn't look like it, maybe it is born with yin and yang eyes."

The audience whispered:

"Xiao Ji is telling the truth, but no one believes him, they all think he is lying."

"It's so distressing to be an orphan and still be excluded."

"People with this special ability are doomed to suffer some misfortunes, and the heavens will be responsible for everyone."

"Jinglan seems quite reliable, and it should make Xiaoji's childhood easier."

After Jinglan comforted the children in the class, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. She and another volunteer teacher finished handing over work, and immediately went to Yun Xubai: "Brother Yun, why are you here?"

"It's Qingqing's memorial day in two days, I'll visit her friends for her." Yun Xubai said, "Let's find a place to chat."

Jinglan took Yun Xubai to the music room to sit, and made him a cup of coffee: "Two days later is her memorial day, and I have been avoiding that day a little bit, as if she is still alive if I don't think about it."

Jinglan has not fully accepted the death of her friend, so she mentioned Qingqing in front of the children, talking about injury rather than sacrifice.

Yun Xubai took the coffee: "As long as you remember her, she will 'live' in this world in another form."

Qingqing who was sitting next to Yun Xubai pursed her lips, and the corners of her eyes became moist again.

"You know Qingqing's personality. I used to think she was stupid. She was very busy at work, and she didn't even have time for a date on weekdays. On weekends, she even went to the orphanage to do volunteer work, taking care of children who were not related by blood. How tiring. But she was enjoying it, and I didn't experience her happiness before."

"This orphanage is the one I used to work in, just changed the name." Qingqing pushed Yun Xubai's shoulder: "Quickly ask for me, ask her if she thinks about me."

Yun Xubai raised his eyebrows, and asked for Qingqing: "Do you miss her?"

"I have been friends with her for more than ten years. When she just left, I couldn't sleep all night, and I would have nightmares when I finally fell asleep. I couldn't figure out why she would sacrifice her life for strangers. I even I kind of hate her, I hate her righteousness, I hate her for leaving her family and friends..." Jinglan finally found someone to confide in, and said all of her thoughts: "One day, I suddenly wanted to experience her life again. What is she usually busy with, I want to try to understand her."

Yun Xu understood clearly: "That's why you came to this children's welfare home."

"I started to understand her past life trajectory, and then I realized how many amazing things she has done in these years." Jing Lan's eyes softened: "This children's welfare home was very difficult to operate a few years ago, and the children's supplies And education are big problems, it was Qingqing who operated the new media and found cooperation with non-profit organizations to gradually build the orphanage into what it is now. She left in a hurry and didn't have time to hand over a lot of work, and the orphanage was in chaos."

"So you decided to take over her job." Yun Xubai said.

Jinglan nodded: "Although it's not as good as Qingqing's, but it's done now, and it will get better and better in the future."

Qingqing held Jinglan's hand in the air, her eyes full of pride: "Jinglan is super capable at work, and I have 1 confidence in her helping the orphanage."

"You must be able to do well," Yun Xubai asked, "You can understand Qingqing now, right?"

"This move changed my life. I used to be busy with work, thinking that it was fulfillment. In fact, I had neither dreams nor love. Now that I slow down, I have found my pursuit in life instead." Jinglan smiled embarrassedly: "I may spend my whole life. I can’t sacrifice my life like Qingqing, but I can already understand her, and feel lucky that there are people like her in this world.”

"You silly girl, don't brag about me anymore, I'm not as good as you say..." Qingqing was more embarrassed than Jinglan, covering her ears with her hands.

Qingqing still doesn't want to disturb Jinglan's normal life, and is determined not to let Yun Xubai reveal her existence.

Jinglan and Yun Xubai chatted for a while, and agreed to meet at the cemetery on Qingqing's memorial day.

Jinglan had something to do, so she said to Yun Xubai before leaving: "By the way, did you know that this children's welfare home was renamed after Qingqing's death, and it used her name, and the children she sponsored have been found. A suitable adoptive family, before they left, they said that they hoped that Qingqing’s world would be sunny every day. There is a memorial wall for Qingqing in the courtyard, and there are words written by the children to Qingqing, you can visit it.”

Holding a black umbrella, Yun Xubai and Qingqing went to look for the memorial wall.

The memorial wall is at the entrance of the Children's Welfare Institute, which is very conspicuous.There are many bouquets of flowers under the memorial wall, with Qingqing's photo on it, a brief introduction about her, and words of thanks from members of the orphanage.Next to it is the handwriting of colorful marker pens, the handwriting is immature, and it looks like the handwriting of children.

"Teacher Qingqing is a hero in my heart, she never gets angry."

"Every time I see her, I feel that the world is so gentle."

"The teachers said that Teacher Qingqing has gone to heaven. Are there hairy crabs that she likes to eat?"

"The teacher is an angel, and one day she will return to heaven. I won't be sad, but I just miss her a little bit."

"When I grow up, I want to be you!"

"Mr. Qingqing told the story of Aladdin's magic lamp in one class. If I can find Aladdin's magic lamp, I will definitely make a wish for Teacher Qingqing to come back."

"Teacher Qingqing, autumn is here, will you miss us? I don't know if you will miss us, but we are already thinking of you."

"Teacher Qingqing, they all said that you went to heaven. I don't think it's right. You must have turned into Alice and went to Wonderland!"

The dense handwriting carries the children's feelings for Qingqing, and the innocent words are even more touching.

Qingqing covered her eyes, tears spilled from her fingers: "I really can't cry anymore, I will go blind."

Yun Xubai: "Cry, ghosts can't be blind."

Qingqing: "..." Thank you, I was "comforted".

Yun Xubai's left ear was filled with Qingqing's wailing, and his right ear was filled with the sobs of the audience:

"Again, I'm too old to watch these! Show me these again, and I can cry louder than Qingqing."

"It's worth it for Qingqing to return to the human world this time."

"I just read the phrase 'I want to be you when I grow up'. In the hearts of the children, Qingqing is really an angel!"

"Don't abuse me, it hurts my heart watching it. I just want to watch a supernatural movie, why show me these."

Yun Xubai was afraid that Qingqing would really become the first crying ghost in history, and was about to appease her when he suddenly saw a small shadow on the ground behind the memorial wall.

"Xiaoji?"

As soon as Yun Xubai spoke, the small shadow moved uneasily.

Yun Xubai originally planned to wait for Qingqing to visit the orphanage before going to find Xiaoji, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to follow.

"Don't hide, I saw your shadow." Yun Xubai added, and Xiao Ji walked in front of him hesitantly.

Yun Xubai handed the black umbrella to Qingqing, squatted halfway in front of Xiaoji, and touched his head: "I know you're not lying."

Xiaoji raised her head, pointed at Qingqing who was full of tears and said, "Brother, can you see that sister too?"

"visible."

Xiaoji took a deep breath, and looked directly at Yun Xubai with light brown eyes: "Then are all the strange people I saw ghosts?"

Yun Xubai said: "Some ghosts don't look strange. You can see them, but those that others can't see are ghosts."

Xiaoji's tone was calm, but his shoulders trembled slightly: "Why can I see them? Am I sick?"

"Because you are a special person." Yun Xubai held Xiaoji's shoulders: "Don't be afraid, and you don't need to let everyone understand you. Your classmate said you hit Xiaomei with stones, I guess you did it to drive away Is it her ghost grandpa? You protected her."

Xiaoji rolled his eyes, shed two tears, and nodded vigorously.

"You did the right thing. From now on, this matter will be a secret between you and me. As long as you keep the secret, you can make friends with them like ordinary people." Yun Xubai wiped the tears from Xiaoji's face: "Some ghosts are good Yes, some ghosts are bad, it's safest to pretend you don't see them, you have to learn to protect yourself, okay?"

Xiaoji agreed to Yun Xubai, and said, "I have another secret to tell you. I haven't told others because I don't think they will believe me."

"You said."

"I've been having the same dream. I dreamed that my mother was trapped on the ceiling and asked me to rescue her." Xiaoji began to cry: "My mother has a boyfriend, and my uncle doesn't like me, so my mother asked me to save her." Live with my grandma. Grandma went to heaven, the police uncle took me to find my mother, she and uncle disappeared. The police uncle sent me here, I started to have the same dream every day, and I started to see ghosts.”

A vague clue flashed through Yun Xubai's mind, and he asked quickly, "Do you remember where your mother lived before?"

Xiaoji recalled for a moment, and answered uncertainly: "The police uncle took me there once, and I lived in a community with many trees. I only remember the house number is 704."

Yun Xubai frowned, the house number of the newly rented house by the mortician happened to be 704 as well.

"It can't be such a coincidence! Xiaoji's mother can't be the one who stays at your house!" Qingqing stopped her tears in an instant, and stammered: "Brother Yun, there is actually something I have been keeping from you! I I was worried that you were afraid, so I never told you. There is a grudge in your family, and I have been secretly protecting you. The last time I forced the bathroom door open, I was not worried about you fainting, but felt that there was a grudge inside."

Yun Xubai: "I know."

If you had come later last time, I would have sent her away with the toilet.