Ghosts go the same way

Holding the jar, Xiao Jiu felt extremely tired.

Although he has seen a lot of life and death, it is not that kind of scene, not that kind of scene like a slaughterhouse.The living, and the souls of the dead, are howling.

His head began to dizzy again. Sun Liang fainted not because he was timid or dizzy, but because of the momentary shock, for people like them with sensitive senses, it was much greater than ordinary people.

His shoulders slumped, as if he was carrying a heavy package on his back, Xiao Jiu hugged the jar and lay down on the sofa.It's just after noon, Xiao Jiu felt like he had a heatstroke, dizzy and wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, and he knew that sweating would make him feel better, but it was very dry, not only his skin, but also his throat and even his eyes Well done.It's like being grilled on a grill, about to be dried and cracked.

I need to make a phone call, my condition is not normal, and I need to find someone I know... Xiao Jiu's brain is also a little stuck, and his vision is also blurred, but even so he can realize that his hands are extremely slow to take out the phone, and even more so. What's terrible is that when one hand is moved away, the other hand holding the can is a little unstable, and his body is also a little tilted, and the result is that the can is obviously falling downwards.

He hurriedly hugged the jar with both hands as quickly as possible, and the other result was that Xiao Jiu fell on the sofa. He didn't know if he was in a coma or what happened, but his eyelids were really getting heavier and heavier. It's sinking...

A dark tunnel, a familiar place, but when he came here for the first time, he ran lightly. Although he could only stand still in one place the second time, as if he was stuck in a crack, he didn't feel any physical discomfort. For the third time, if it was indeed in this place, Xiao Jiu's physical condition would be much worse.

He didn't know how he got in, and he didn't know when he started running, but he felt that the back of his body was heavy, and the bottom of his feet was even heavier, and he always had a feeling of being top-heavy and about to fall.

Shouldn't it be cool in the tunnel?why is it so hot in hereSo hot……

Xiao Jiu swallowed, but all he could swallow in his mouth was anxiety, and the throbbing of his throat made him even hungrier.

what happened?She shook her head, but there was no sweat on her forehead either.

Xiao Jiu's footsteps gradually changed from running to walking. His head hurt a lot, and he began to think why he wanted to run?Why are you running in this direction?Why... didn't you stop to rest?

He is in the same state as a long-distance runner, but in reality, there may be medical staff laying him aside to rest, or maybe he is just fake fatigue and he will be fine by himself, but not now, Xiao Jiu's pace is getting slower and slower , because he always felt that someone was telling him "run, run".

"Who? Who..." Xiao Jiu couldn't understand the chaotic voice, but it was the clearest voice he could make. His tongue seemed to be dry and his vocal cords seemed to be bleeding. It was torture for him.

It seemed that no one answered, and it seemed that someone was talking.It seems to be far away, but also seems to be right next to his ear.

After all, he couldn't hear clearly, whether anyone was speaking, what was being said, and who was speaking.

But what if someone speaks?What if that's the important person?What if that person said he was running like this because of something very important?

Xiao Jiu's panting voice became "Hiss... hiss...", and he seemed to be able to smell the bloody smell coming from his mouth and nose.He felt so uncomfortable that he was about to fall to the ground in a second, and then he couldn't get up again, but he endured it second by second.

Keep running, if running is really that important.

However, is it possible to lighten the burden on yourself?What is it on my back?

Xiao Jiu couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch back. He seemed to be unable to touch anything, but at the same time seemed to touch everything.

Again... this kind of vagueness again.

Xiao Jiu felt angry, extremely angry.

He wanted to simply throw away the things on his back and just find a place to lie down and rest—it must be very comfortable, at least more comfortable than now.

But...but! ! !

"Pey coal!" Holding back his blood, Xiao Jiu also cursed these two words. He felt aggrieved and depressed, and wanted to find someone to yell at him.I don't understand why I suffer this.

But now he doesn't have the strength to lose his temper, and even cursing those two words made him feel dizzy like lack of oxygen.He continued to run, towards that vague direction...

Step by step, Xiao Jiu ran until his eyes were white and then black, and his head was the same. He kept running like this, and kept running. He thought there would be light, but it seemed... there was no light?

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

Although the tinnitus was ringing, the loud yelling could still be heard clearly.When I opened my eyes, it was still black, no, it wasn't black, it was white, it was his towel.Wet towels are very comfortable and the irritability has been greatly reduced.Xiao Jiuping lay down, relaxing every muscle and every nerve in his body, and temporarily had no extra energy to think about who was yelling and where he was.

A cold hand reached out and held Xiao Jiu's hand.Xiao Jiu was stunned for a moment, and held the hand instead. At first, it was only light, because he was not so sure, but when their hands were clasped together, Xiao Jiu sat up suddenly - he himself I feel that my action must be very similar to cheating a corpse.

Grabbing off the wet towel that was still sticking to his face, Xiao Jiu looked at that person, no, that ghost.

On Tuesday, he looked a lot lighter.But who is that if he isn't?

Xiao Jiu tilted his body abruptly, hugged Tuesday into his arms, cold, his jelly, now returned to his arms!

If he was a living person, he would probably be suffocated on Tuesday, but he is a ghost, and he would only hug Xiao Jiu back with gentle strength, until Xiao Jiu was so bored that he couldn't even feel comfortable. , and let go of his hand while panting.

"What's going on? I'm dreaming again?" He was indeed a little dizzy, his head was still uncomfortable, and his skin was uncomfortable.

"No, I'm back." Tuesday handed over a glass of water, "I drank it all, you're dehydrated."

"I must be dreaming." Xiao Jiu was even more sure, he drank the water that Tuesday handed him, and the feeling of sleepiness surged up all of a sudden, forcing him to lie back on the bed, "Tuesday, let me hug you. At least in my dream, let me sleep with her in my arms."

Tuesday smiled and lay down naturally, beside him.

The cold jelly is much more comfortable than a towel. He leaned closer. The jelly is actually tasteless, but Xiao Jiu could smell an extremely comfortable and pleasant smell. He really relaxed. Jelly didn't know where it took a bite, and then fell asleep.