After the leader of He Sen

"Rin Taro! Look!" Alice lifted the book in her hand, "Lixiang has published a new article, this time it's serialized."

Mori Ogai leaned forward and saw the title of the article clearly: Weird house.

"Is Lixiang planning to take the horror route? Obviously, the last article "The Dog and I Determined to Be a Ruthless Killer" is not in this style." Mori Ogai said and took the book in Alice's hand very naturally.

When I glanced at the beginning of the article, I was stunned.

[Sensitivity is a natural curse, I am a cursed person. 】

"I just let you read the name of the novel, and didn't ask you to take the book away, I haven't read it yet! Taro Rin! Return the book to me!" Alice, who was robbed of the book, clenched her small fist and punched vigorously on the ground. Mori Ogai's arm.

"Let's watch together, Alice-chan." Mori Ogai reluctantly held Alice in his arms after being punched several times in succession.

[I can always be sensitive to the emotional changes of the people around me, and I am too nervous to figure out every look, every movement, and every word of others.

If I'm a smart person, then this is a good talent, and maybe I can become the type who will cater to others and be very popular.

Or the kind of strong person who can easily see through others, but because his heart is strong enough and he is very talented, he doesn't care about the outside world's opinions at all.

But I'm just a weak and ordinary wretch.

Ordinary people can easily forget their embarrassing moments and even joke with their friends naturally. However, after something embarrassing happened to me, I suddenly remembered it in bed one night after ten years.

Inside me: I want to die.

Once when I was talking to my boyfriend, he suddenly yawned, and I suddenly fell into a panic, what did I do wrong?My technique sucks?My body is not attractive enough?

Or is he having an affair?

From the perspective of others, my state is simply sick, and I have secretly persuaded myself not to be too sensitive.But how can such things as sensitivity be controlled, and what's worse, every bad prediction I make will come true.

When sorting out the garbage the next day, I found a napkin with lipstick in my bag. The lipstick was orange. I had never bought a lipstick of this color. Letting go of the possibility of my boyfriend being a transvestite, the result was obvious. 】

"Do you also yawn when you and Lixiang do it?" Alice asked this question naturally as if it was a non-colored question.

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows and pretended to think for a while, as if recalling some pleasant memories, with a smile on his face, "How is that possible."

"Rintaro is crazy."

"Obviously you asked me."

After a brief bickering, the two continued to look down:

[The number of times I was on the verge of collapse but was suppressed by my efforts, I finally decided to give up integrating into society and choose to reconcile with myself.

I used to call my mother to complain, but there was always a man's teasing laughter on the other end, and she always hung up in a hurry after a few casual sentences.

Also, everyone has their own life, how can I expect others to waste precious time listening to my trivial complaints.

I quit my job in the city. After working hard for the past few years, I saved a sum of money. I plan to buy a house in the countryside and farm the land to support myself. If one day I get sick or encounter a drought or flood, then It's okay to starve to death silently.

The house I bought was a two-story single-family wooden house. I couldn't buy such a big house with my little money.But the owner told me that the family who lived in this house were unfortunately killed by robbers, and this place became a haunted house. They sold it to me cheaply as a last resort.

"Little girl, do you want to think about it again? People who have rented here short-term before said that they have encountered ghosts. If you are afraid, you should take a look at other houses under my name?" The landlord persuaded me.

Naturally, I declined this kind offer, not because I was so courageous and not afraid of being haunted, but because I really didn’t have that much money in my pocket to buy a good house.

I am more concerned about whether the murderous robber was caught than the haunted thing the landlord said.

I grew up in the city since I was a child, and I can only learn from scratch when handling plants, but it is easier than dealing with people anyway, at least I don’t need to talk to them, and I don’t need to be suspicious of their expressions, which is enough for me.

The landlord is right, it is true that no one has lived here for a long time.There was a thick layer of dust on the floor and furniture, and there was nowhere to put the luggage on the first day after moving in, so I could only clean it.

After a busy day, he was so tired that he casually laid a mattress on the floor and fell asleep.

My sleep is as sensitive as my personality, and I can feel the slightest movement outside.In the middle of the night, I heard the sound of someone running around the room.

I crawled out of bed sleepily, turned on the light, and found nothing after looking around the house.

It was probably the haunting incident that the landlord said, but fortunately it wasn't a robber, it was really a false alarm.I lay back on the bed with lingering fear.

As soon as I lay down, I felt that someone was blowing in my ear. The difference was that the breath was extremely cold.

Without hesitation, I pulled the quilt over my head and fell asleep.Ghosts generally don't disturb people sleeping under the covers. Throughout the ghost world, everyone except Kayako strictly abides by this rule.

Apparently this ghost is probably Kayako's apprentice. I have wrapped myself up tightly from head to toe, but I can still feel the cold breath spraying on my ears, accompanied by vague laughter .

The crisp voice sounds like that of a child.

It seems that the ghost in the room tonight is determined not to let me sleep well. I won't be killed by robbers, but will I be killed by ghosts?

My heart broke, I lifted the quilt and planned to die as a full ghost.

I was too sleepy before, so I didn't pay attention to my hungry stomach, but now I was woken up, and my uneaten stomach growled loudly.

However, I rummaged through my luggage and found that I didn't bring anything to eat. I only brought a few packets of vegetables to grow and two pots of green chives.I was so anxious that I scratched my head, no matter how hungry I was, I couldn't eat the seeds and chives.

I have always known how to restrain my emotions, because I know that I can't trouble others, but now, in this remote mountain village, I finally don't have to worry about other people's eyes, and I burst into tears.

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm starving to death!" After crying, I didn't know if I was really crying because I was hungry, or if I was just using hunger as an excuse to vent my bad emotions.

I don’t know where I read it. Tears can remove heavy metal elements in the body, so crying properly can relieve sadness. I used to think it was fake science, but now that I have experienced it myself, I think it should be somewhat authentic.

After crying, I felt much more relaxed physically and mentally.

It seems that I can only get up early tomorrow and go to a convenience store far away to buy bento to eat. As for now, let's drink some water and deal with it first.

I took the cup to fetch water in the kitchen on the second floor. The window facing the sink was open, and the smell of roasted sweet potatoes wafted in.

How could anyone be roasting sweet potatoes at this hour?

Roasted-red-potato-of-the-person.

people!

No, I finally moved to such a sparsely populated place. If there are people living nearby, wouldn't unnecessary daily communication be unavoidable?Obviously, I didn't see anyone nearby...

I shivered, and cautiously approached the window and looked down.

Two foxes are pushing a cart to sell sweet potatoes downstairs.

I breathed a sigh of relief, I'm not a human being, so it's okay. 】

"It's strange, the protagonist is miserable, but I think it's funny and cute." Alice couldn't help laughing after reading the story.

Looking at the name, I thought it was going towards horror, at the beginning I thought it was going towards tragic realism, and when I saw the middle, it turned into a fantasy novel.I don't know how the follow-up plot will develop, but according to Mori Ogai's understanding of Kiyoe Rika, the most terrifying part of this novel is probably only the name.

After all, Lixiang is very timid. She was once tricked by him into watching the midnight bell, and even washed her face halfway.

Frightened by his bad intentions, she just pretended to be calm on the face, and approached him honestly. At that time, Li Xiang's body was warm.

Later in the morgue it was bone-chilling.

She was lying naked on the mortuary bed, her long hair was spread out, her snow-white body was dazzlingly white under the cold light, and her face was peaceful.If it weren't for the dark purple lips and the non-beating heart, Mori Ogai felt that she was just falling asleep at this moment.

In order to find out the cause of her death, Ogai Mori dissected her body himself, and opened her tender skin with a scalpel, and the coagulated blood was dark in color.Mori Ogai did not wear gloves, and touched her heart, stomach, kidneys, gallbladder, bones, and muscles from zero distance.

People who used to have warm palms now have cold internal organs.

Mori Ogai looked at her face, feeling dazed for a while, his eyes were hard to focus, and finally fell on her dark purple lips.

What did Li Xiang say when her arms and legs were broken and packed into a suitcase?

"I...I'm sorry...cough, cough, cough." Lixiang's painful gasping voice seemed to ring in her ears.

"At that time, why did you say sorry?" Mori Ogai lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Lixiang's, as intimately as if she was still alive, and his half-long hair hung down from both sides to Lixiang's cheek.

"Do you like me that much?" He was so smart, of course he knew why Lixiang said sorry, "You are really stupid."

Lowering her head a little further, Hongrun and Wuzi lightly touched each other.

Alice screamed in his arms, "Rin Taro! Rin Taro! Rin Taro!"

"Alice, what's the matter?"

"What are you thinking?" Alice turned around and knelt on his lap, reaching out to pinch his face.

Mori Ogai turned his head to look at the night view outside the window, and sighed, "I really want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."