ghost stories

"Didn't I ask you to come back tomorrow?" Jiang Zhiming's voice sounded in the darkness, and then heard a slap, and the light turned on, "Why are you sleeping here, and the light is not turned on, are you practicing your courage?"

Lu Yuan was a little dizzy from the sudden bright light, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes reflexively, wanting to take a step back, but unexpectedly fell to the ground.

The moment his body touched the floor, the pain made Lu Yuan wake up. Without thinking about it, he asked, "Where is that woman?"

"What woman?" Jiang Zhiming looked at Lu Yuan who jumped up from the floor, his face didn't look like he was awake, but Jiang Zhiming looked around and saw nothing unusual.

Lu Yuan fell silent after seeing everything in front of him clearly.

He was not in the corridor, nor was the terrifying woman in front of him.If he judged correctly, when Jiang Zhiming entered the autopsy room, he was sleeping on an empty dissecting table with the lights off.

Dreaming?Sleepwalking?Or... hell?

What happened just now was indeed not in a dream, he can be sure, real perception, real memory, no matter how real a dream is, it cannot be so realistic.

He really wanted to call Meng Fanyu right away. Ghosts do not exist in this world. There is only one possibility, that he is mentally abnormal.

"Go to the monitoring room, I want to watch the surveillance video." Lu Yuan quickly made a judgment. There is a surveillance camera outside every door in this corridor. If you want to know what happened just now, this is the fastest way.

Jiang Zhiming didn't ask what happened. The expression on Lu Yuan's face was something he had never seen before, confused.

Lu Yuan and Jiang Zhiming stood in front of the screen in the control room, watching the staff on duty call out the surveillance video from the camera outside No. 6 autopsy room for the previous half hour.

The video shows that Lu Yuan is facing the door and looking down at the face of the female corpse.Then he bent down and looked into the female corpse's eyes. After a few seconds, he straightened up.

Lu Yuan was nervous for a while, it should be at this time, the lights went out, and then he saw that weird woman.

The video was not the same as the scene in his memory. He stayed there for more than 3 minutes, then walked to the door of the autopsy room, raised his hand and pressed the light on, and after turning off the indoor light, Turned around and lay down on the dissecting table.

Lu Yuan stared at the screen in disbelief, almost unable to blink his eyes, what's going on!

He couldn't accept the fact that he seemed to be asleep on the dissecting table, until Jiang Zhiming came in, turned on the light, and fell to the ground when he wanted to sit up from the table.

No trips, no women, he didn't even leave the autopsy room!

They called up all the videos from the hall to the corridor at the same time, and all the pictures showed the same. Only Lu Yuan and Jiang Zhiming entered the corridor from the hall that night.As for the lights, they were on all the time, not even flickering.

"I'm going to wash my face." After coming out of the monitoring room, Lu Yuan remained silent, and only said such a sentence after returning to the autopsy room.

Jiang Zhiming didn't know what happened to Lu Yuan. According to the video, he turned off the lights and climbed onto the dissecting table to sleep after being dazed for a while.This may seem strange to others, but to Jiang Zhiming, it is quite normal.The nature of their work is different, and it is not a big deal to sleep on the dissecting table after working overtime.

But it's still kind of weird.

"There is definitely something wrong with this matter," Lu Yuan came back from the toilet, his face was dripping with water, and after pouring himself a glass of water, he recounted what he had just experienced, without missing any details, and then said with a frown , "I'm seeing a psychiatrist. I can't rule out my own problems, but judging from the video, there are still doubts."

Jiang Zhiming had the same feeling, but he couldn't believe it.

"Why do I think that person is not me." Lu Yuan frowned and said.

Jiang Zhiming's hands trembled, and he looked at Lu Yuan, which was exactly what he couldn't believe.

In the video, Lu Yuan's every move is a little strange, he can't say what is strange, but if you spend a long time with someone, you will easily judge.

Apart from these details, the most obvious thing is that no matter how tired or sleepy Lu Yuan was, he never slept during the autopsy, let alone rested on the dissecting table.

"I don't turn off the light when I sleep. I always turn on the lamp when I sleep at home..." Lu Yuan said that claustrophobia is something he has been working hard to overcome. Although it is much better than before, but because he can't find the root of the fear , so it has not been completely resolved. He will turn on the light when he sleeps, even if it is only a very dim light, it will make him feel better.

There was silence in the autopsy room, and neither of them spoke again.

Jiang Zhiming knew that Lu Yuan didn't turn off the lights when he slept. When they were on a business trip together, the floor lamp in Lu Yuan's room was turned on all night. It was also true that Lu Yuan never took a rest during working hours.

Lu Yuan is a firm materialist and an atheist, and it seems extraordinarily strange to say such unbelievable things from his mouth.

"By the way, I just checked the corpse..." Lu Yuan put the cup aside, stood up and walked to the dissection table where the corpse was placed, "This woman may be mechanically asphyxiated."

Jiang Zhiming didn't react to Lu Yuan's words at once, and he was stunned for a long time before saying: "You should go back to rest, let's forget about today, and tomorrow..."

"I'm going to see a doctor tomorrow," Lu Yuan knew what Jiang Zhiming meant, "I'm fine now."

"I never asked you, why are you working so hard?" Jiang Zhiming stood up and walked to Lu Yuan.

He has known Lu Yuan for so many years, and Lu Yuan has always acted like a workaholic, but it can be seen from his experience that Lu Yuan has no special enthusiasm for work itself, he just runs like a machine.If it is said that he wants to get ahead, it doesn't seem like he has nothing to do except his job, and he has never taken compulsory courses such as relationship building, and he treats everyone with the same attitude.

"I don't want to be idle." Lu Yuan replied.

I'm afraid I won't be me when I'm free.

Who else will face myself like I am facing a stranger.

Standing on the top floor of the 30th floor of the building, Meng Fanyu looked at the city that twinkled like stars in the night.Modern civilization has covered everything up, all traces of the past have disappeared, and memories are really just memories.

He looked down at the pile of cigarette butts at his feet. He had been standing here for a long time, but he didn't feel anything.

"How is it?" came a hoarse voice from behind.

"No." Meng Fanyu didn't turn around, he didn't want to see the person behind him, not even a glance.

"Are you afraid?" The person behind him giggled, his voice dry, as if he had been drained of water.

"Is there anything else I'm afraid of?"

Meng Fanyu smiled lightly, except for this memory that he wanted to lose, he had nothing else to lose.Once you have nothing to lose, you have nothing to fear.

"Of course you have things to fear, and some things are beyond your imagination."

"Have it."

"He shouldn't be able to hold it anymore, right? That body," the person behind him leaned over and pressed it behind his ear, lowering his voice as if he was telling a secret, "I picked the wrong person."

He said the same thing, picked the wrong guy.

Meng Fanyu didn't know whether he should be thankful or sad.

If it wasn't for Lu Yuan, they would have started from the beginning a long time ago, and all their efforts would have been in vain, but it was precisely because of Lu Yuan that they stayed where they were, unable to advance or retreat.

There is no one like Lu Yuan who is so obsessed with who he is.

But, after tonight, how determined can you be?

"I'm leaving, won't you see me off?" The person behind laughed again, as if they had encountered something extremely pleasant, they could hardly breathe, and it took a long time before they stopped, mouthing loudly like a bellows Breathing heavily, "Don't you want to look at me? You are me, I am you... Do you want to forget this too..."

Meng Fanyu didn't wait for this sentence to finish, and slammed the neck of the man behind him fiercely.Seeing the man slowly fell to the ground like a full black garbage bag, he said coldly: "This is what you should be afraid of, you are just a monster who can only stay in the dark forever."

The person on the ground screamed and began to roll, the black robe was wrapped around his body, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.The cries as if his body had been torn apart continued to reach Meng Fanyu's ears, and he turned around in disgust, letting the man struggle behind him.

"Do you want to kill me now, now... you don't have me... what else can you do..." the people on the ground said intermittently, trying to suppress the pain and hatred in their voices.

"So don't forget why you are still standing in front of me now." Meng Fanyu turned and walked towards the entrance of the rooftop.

The rolling figure on the ground gradually faded away, like a cloud of black mist blown away by the wind, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Lu Yuan finally called, and Meng Fanyu heaved a sigh of relief, although he didn't expect Lu Yuan to wait until two hours before calling him.

"What's wrong?" Meng Fanyu sat on the sofa and asked in a voice that had just been awakened from a dream.

"Explain the dual personality to me in detail." Lu Yuan's tired but still calm voice made Meng Fanyu feel a little inexplicably distressed, but it was only for a moment.

"Explain now? Do you know what time it is and what happened?"

"Can I understand it this way? There are two me, both of me and neither of me...but there is only one body."

"Well, if you must think that way, that's fine." Meng Fanyu replied ambiguously, and he could only answer in this way.

"How did that other me, or half of me, come about? I mean, why is there a split?"

"I don't know." Meng Fanyu's words were true, he didn't know.

"Well, I will cooperate with the treatment, you must know," Lu Yuan paused, took a breath, and said through gritted teeth, "There can only be one me, which is the me now, if the answer lies in the memory I lost Here, no matter how painful it is, find it."