The Taste of Ghosts in the World

"Not really?" Qi Mu looked up at Feng Baisui in confusion, his eyes still wet.

Feng Baisui frowned, and stretched out his hand to help him wipe away the tears on his face. Qi Mu was embarrassed, so he slapped his hand away, and quickly wiped his face.

"What did you mean just now?"

"This is a fantasy based on memory."

"Memory? Whose memory..." Qi Mu's eyes flashed through the various scenes he saw here, and he suddenly understood, "Mine?"

Feng Baisui nodded, "And Hu Yaohui, these are the memories of the two of you, mixed together."

Qi Mu thought for a while, then asked again: "I'm... am I dreaming?"

Feng Baisui paused for a moment before saying, "It is."

"...Are you saying that because you think it's troublesome?"

Feng Baisui had a calm expression, neither nodding nor denying.

Qi Mu was helpless, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Come to pick you up." Then he added: "If you don't go out, you will never wake up."

"Okay, how to get out?" Qi Mu looked at him inquiringly, since he has already come in, he should know how to get out.

But Feng Baisui said without changing his face, "I can't get out."

"...What the hell are you doing here..."

He stubbornly replied: "Come to pick you up."

"How?"

Feng Baisui thought for a while and told him: "As long as you find your own memory, you can go out."

"My own memory? But I don't know why, I completely forgot what happened ten years ago, if I didn't see these things, I wouldn't be able to remember..."

"If we can't find it, we'll stay here." Feng Baisui said indifferently.

Qi Mu turned his head to look at the still burning building. The sky was reddened by the soaring flames, and the walls were covered with smoky black marks. He shook his head lightly, and said in a deep voice, "We still have to find a way to go back."

Feng Baisui also followed his gaze, frowning slightly, "Find a quiet place, not here."

"Impossible..." Qi Mu smiled wryly, "There is no quiet place here at all, it just keeps circulating, never stopping..."

Before the words were finished, the scene of the fire had disappeared, and they came to the lively intersection before, where the young mother Qi pulled the young Qi Mu to cross the road.

Although he already knew that this was just a memory, seeing them, Qi Mu's heart still throbbed suddenly. No matter how many times he saw them, he couldn't remain indifferent to his mother's death.

His arm was suddenly pulled, and he couldn't help but follow Feng Baisui forward.

They walked around a flower bed, and Qi Mu was pushed down on the bench to sit down. He couldn't help but look back at the mother and child, but was blocked by flowers and plants.

Feng Baisui turned his head back, covered his ears with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes and think slowly."

Qi Mu met his calm eyes, was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes as he said, trying to find out the impressions from ten years ago in his mind.

At the beginning, I always thought about the car accident on the other side of the flower bed. The sound of pedestrians and vehicles penetrated into my ears from time to time, and my mind was blank and messed up.

Slowly, he really calmed down, the outside voices could not be heard, and a vague shadow appeared in his mind.

A voice suddenly sounded in the silence: "Mumu, what do you want to eat tonight?"

It's mom!

This sound is like the key to unlock the shackles, and the memories of childhood gradually become clear along the veins.

Mother's gentle smile, long black hair, I can even think of the warm and soft touch when she was holding me; the sparkling Longhu that afternoon, the hanged ghost that appeared by the Longhu, and the six-year elementary school, the old tree There is a magpie parked on it, ancient and leisurely.

He remembered Hu Yaohui's appearance when he was a child. He always liked to lower his head, looking a little gloomy.

The two immature voices were talking, sentence by sentence, resounding in my ears——

"Ahui, which teacher in our class do you like the most?"

"Ms. Liu, who teaches Chinese, she praised me in class yesterday!"

"Hee hee, me too, I like Teacher Liu the most! She is the most beautiful in our class!"

"Yes, the math teacher is very old."

……

"Qi Mu, have you finished yesterday's math homework?"

"It's over."

"How did you do it?! It's so difficult!"

"Hey, my dad taught me, he wrote it, and I will copy it again."

"I'm taking it! Give it to me and copy it!"

……

"Qi Mu, my mother made omelets today, do you want to eat them?"

"No more..."

"Don't you like the dishes my mother cooks the most?"

"I don't like it today."

"why?"

"...my mother died... I became a child without a mother."

"Don't be sad, you don't have a mother, and my mother will be your mother in the future, okay?"

"Not good... I only want my mother."

"Why? My mother's cooking is so delicious!"

"Does your mother catch thieves?"

"...she catches mice."

"Nonsense! Your mother is not a cat!"

"You are so troublesome. I will give you a piece of chocolate. My dad brought it back from abroad. It is very delicious! Take it, we will be brothers in the future."

"brother?"

"That's right, haven't you watched TV? Brothers should share the blessings and share the difficulties, don't beg...well... anyway, we will die together!"

"...Ah Hui, how old are you?"

"Nine years, three months and four days!"

"I'm younger than you, it's not worthwhile to die with you..."

"Okay, I'll give you another one, okay?"

"Yeah! You're so kind!"

……

"Ahui, come and play with us!"

"No! They just want to play with you, not with me."

"Well, I won't play with them anymore, we will play by ourselves."

"Really?"

"Really! We are brothers."

……

"Qi Mu, do you think I have a bad temper?"

"No, who said you have a bad temper?"

"...The monitor said today that she said that everyone doesn't like to play with people with bad tempers."

"They girls say you because they like you."

"That's it, but I just ignore her, don't want her to like it."

"Still pretending, your face is blushing."

……

"Qi Mu, do you want to get married when you grow up?"

"Yes, your father and your mother got married, as adults do."

"Then if you get married in the future, and I get married too, and we want to stay with my wife every day, won't we be able to play together?"

"Yes……"

"How about we two get married? That way we can be together all day long!"

"No, I will marry Teacher Liu when I grow up."

"Hmph! She's an adult, she won't marry you!"

"How do you know? Although you also like Teacher Liu, don't compete with me."

"I don't like her!"

……

Qi Mu opened his eyes, his nose was a little sour, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

The scene in front of me, whether it is buildings, streets, pedestrians, vehicles... all slowly faded like the tide, and then disappeared.

Her ears were scorchingly hot, and Feng Baisui's voice came from beside her.

"I remembered?"

"Well, I remembered." Qi Mu nodded, looked around, and there was nothing everywhere.

"How is this going?"

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do next.

"Beep beep-"

Suddenly the horn of a car sounded behind them, and they turned around sharply, and the street scene just now reappeared like a ghost, as if it had never disappeared at all.

Qi Mu saw the mother and son on the side of the road at a glance, and ran there without thinking, Feng Baisui followed closely behind him.

At this time, the two started to cross the road, and Qi Mu followed closely.

Halfway through the walk, Xiao Qimu found a person floating in the middle of the road, and everyone else passed directly through his body, so he couldn't help but turn his head and look again and again.

Qi Mu's heart tightened, he was very afraid of hearing the words that he said himself again, which he had heard countless times.

but.

What the ghost said was no longer the previous sentence, but asked the child who had been looking at him: "Can you see me?"

Xiao Qimu nodded, opened his mouth to say something, but was pushed out by his mother.

The familiar sound of brakes sounded again. Qi Mu had experienced this scene countless times, but the only difference this time was his mood.

The strong sense of despair finally subsided a little, and he let out a sigh of relief.That's fake, mother's death was not caused by him going back ten years ago.

But I still feel a little sad. No matter what I say, my mother is trying to save him. In the past ten years, she has never stopped blaming herself. Even if she forgot all the details, she still remembers the pain.The previous illusion might have come from his subconscious mind.

If I hadn't stopped then, if I couldn't see that ghost...

There was a shock in his heart. Maybe it was the stimulation of his mother's death that made him subconsciously forget these things. If he always remembered, he would probably feel disgusted with his spiritual vision ability, and would lose many cherished friends, and even Missing Feng Baisui...

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little lucky.

The intersection gradually disappeared, replaced by a burning school building.

Qi Mu and Feng Baisui approached and watched the two children run towards the door holding hands. The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Time was running out, but the one behind accidentally fell, and when they fell, they were holding each other. The hands together were pulled away, and the one in front turned around and wanted to pull, but was hugged out by the female teacher.

The teacher turned around and wanted to save the other one, but the classroom door was already blocked by a fire wall, so she had to send this one downstairs first.

The child who was left in the fire was crying and screaming, the smoke choked into his throat, and he could no longer make a sound. The flames gradually licked half of his body, and sparks appeared on the cuffs.

Qi Mu knew that what tortured him over and over again was actually the memory in Hu Yaohui's mind. In his impression, it was Qi Mu who abandoned him and left him alone in the fire, while Teacher Liu, whom they all liked, only rescued Hu Yaohui. Qi Mu left, leaving himself behind.

For him, that was tantamount to throwing away.

The soaring heat wave distorted the scene slightly, and Qi Mu seemed to see Hu Yaohui after that, wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, huddled in a corner with his head bowed.

"Ah Hui, let's go play!"

"Don't go."

"Then go buy some snacks?"

"Don't go."

"why?"

"They all said the scars on my hands were disgusting."

"Who said that? It's not disgusting at all."

"Liar! I feel disgusting myself! I'm just disgusting! My classmates don't like me! Teacher Liu doesn't like me either!"

"Ahui..."

"Aren't we brothers? Why are you okay?!"

……

"go!"

A loud roar sounded in his ear, and Qi Mu came back to his senses all of a sudden, his body was pushed forward, his eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene of fire had disappeared, and he felt that he was lying somewhere, and a few familiar faces appeared in his sight.

"You finally woke up!"

"you……"

Feng Baisui helped him sit up, took a pillow to help him put it on his waist, and said calmly, "You slept for three days."

Qi Buyang leaned over and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"...Headache." Qi Mu frowned and rubbed his temples.

"This is normal." Luo Lang said, "It will be fine after a night of sleep."

Qi Mu raised his eyes and looked around, not to mention Qi Buyang and Luo Lang, even old man Zhang was there.

He couldn't react for a moment, he was taken aback, and asked, "Where's Hu Yaohui?"