ghost stories

Lu Yuan was late. He made an appointment with Meng Fanyu at 11:[-] am, but it was almost [-]:[-] when he arrived at the office.

When he walked into the office with a sorry face, Meng Fanyu was standing in front of the window with a cigarette in his mouth, lost in thought.

"I overslept. I was too tired to show up yesterday." Lu Yuan looked at Meng Fanyu's back and explained.

Meng Fanyu didn't turn around, but frowned. The moment Lu Yuan entered the office, he felt it, but he couldn't say anything about it.

"You didn't feel tired even when you turned around for a week before. What's the matter?" He adjusted his expression, turned his head, and looked behind Lu Yuan, sure enough.

"I don't know. There are too many things these days. I'm just tired and want to sleep."

"Go next door."

Meng Fanyu opened the door and walked into the treatment room.The environment here is much more comfortable than in the office. As soon as Lu Yuan came in, he fell down on the large sofa and wanted to close his eyes unconsciously.

"Tired of moving?" Meng Fanyu sat on another sofa.

"Let me get straight to the point," Lu Yuan waved his hand. He didn't want to go around the corner today. "I heard the voice again. The woman was talking, and I couldn't hear what she said."

"When?"

"When I went home yesterday, I may have misheard. The old house of Qijiayuanzi is an old house. When I stepped on the stairs, there was a scream. I may not have heard it wrong, but..."

"Where?" Meng Fanyu suddenly raised his head when he heard this sentence, and interrupted Lu Yuan's words contrary to professional habits.

Lu Yuan glanced at Meng Fanyu, wondering why he reacted so violently: "Qijiayuanzi, I just moved here, didn't I tell you?"

Meng Fanyu took a breath and controlled his emotions. At least on the surface, he had returned to his previous state.A certain place in his heart began to ache, and he was a little short of breath. He never thought that Lu Yuan could move there.

How could he move there!Waves of violent tearing pain spread from his heart to his whole body, and he could barely maintain a sitting position.

Sure enough, it can't be said, it took Meng Fanyu almost a minute to recover from the pain, so it can't be said.

Lu Yuan, where you can't live.

"Shall I continue?" Lu Yuan looked at Meng Fanyu who suddenly fell silent, and asked hesitantly.

"Go on, but what?"

"What but what?"

"What you just said may have been misunderstood, but, but what?"

"...forgot." Lu Yuan was stunned for a while, thinking for a long time, but couldn't remember what he wanted to say just now.

"It's okay, is there anything else?"

"A family of 14 died on Pingning West Street yesterday..." Lu Yuan glanced at Meng Fanyu, always feeling that something was wrong with him today, "When I came out, I smelled a smell, a fragrance, but no one else seemed to be able to smell it. Do you think my auditory hallucinations have improved to another level?"

"What kind of fragrance?" Meng Fanyu felt that he was too unprepared for today, and he had to hold his hands together to avoid trembling.

"I can't tell. It smells like perfume, and it's like Indian incense. I haven't smelled it before..."

"Flower fragrance?" Meng Fanyu's heart moved, but he immediately regretted it after asking this question.

"Huh? Kind of like it!" Lu Yuan sat up, a little excited.

That's right!It should be some kind of floral fragrance. He has always felt that this fragrance is not similar to perfume or incense. Now that he thinks about it, it is because this fragrance does not have any artificial traces.

He looked up at Meng Fanyu, wanted to continue, but was stunned.Meng Fanyu was laying on his knees with his hands on his chest, with a painful expression on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Yuan jumped up and wanted to help him, but he raised his hand to stop him.

"I'll go away."

Meng Fanyu returned to the office.

As soon as the door was closed, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, with his hands propped up on the floor, cold sweat dripping down in big drops.The pain in his body as if his internal organs were being torn apart made it difficult for him to even breathe, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The vision became blurred in the pain, the light gradually dimmed, and finally the surroundings were gradually filled with surging blackness, Meng Fanyu could feel that he was slowly being submerged by the darkness.

In the darkness, countless memories surged up like a tide, old shadows, old voices, accompanied by brand new pain.He was surprised to find that everything he wanted to forget, everything he thought he had forgotten, kept reappearing inconceivably.

Some things, you can't say, if you don't want to disappear, keep it to yourself.

Meng Fanyu remembered everything except who said this sentence and to whom.But he knew the price, the price of those two words he said to Lu Yuan just now.

Meng Fanyu lay on the floor, the darkness dissipated, and his eyes were blurred, like a camera with a wrong focus.He raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes, and it took him a long time to see the black lines like spider webs on his palm.

Ok.

I know who I am and I know what I want.

When Meng Fanyu returned to the treatment room, he had returned to his usual appearance, with his usual professional smile on his face.Lu Yuan was fiddling with the pile of dishes in front of the CD player, and turned around and asked, "When did you start to have stomach problems? You haven't had this before, have you?"

"Anything is possible when you get older," Meng Fanyu walked to him, "Choose what you like and listen to it."

"I'm old too, let's feel nostalgic." Lu Yuan took a disc and put it into the machine, and pressed it.

Where are you.

Meng Fanyu wanted to smile wryly, he was so picky.

"Prescribe some medicine for me, Mr. Meng," Lu Yuan said, leaning on the sofa, "I think I can also analyze my problem. I must be under too much pressure. I am also very tired these days. sleep well."

"What pressure?" Meng Fanyu smiled and asked casually.

Lu Yuan opened his mouth, but did not continue.Yeah, what pressure, what pressure does he have?What kind of pressure can cause him to have these hallucinations? The nature of his work has not changed, and he has always been exposed to these things, and he did not have these phenomena before.It was even more impossible for Xu Jiayin to put any pressure on him, and even if he did, it would take several months.

"What is that...or the subconscious mind you mentioned before?"

Lu Yuan sighed. When they were still in college, Meng Fanyu told him that a certain memory in the subconscious would be greatly affected unconsciously, and it might even be traced back to infancy.

"Do you want to try?" Meng Fanyu didn't answer him directly, and went back to the previous topic, hypnotizing.He no longer has time to play around with Lu Yuan and guide him a little bit.

He has even decided that if Lu Yuan refuses again this time, he will use extraordinary means.

Lu Yuan didn't make a sound, and that unclear sense of resistance reappeared, which brought him uneasiness and fear.

"I don't know..." He looked at Meng Fanyu with confusion in his eyes, "I always feel that those are not good memories. I have been here for so many years, isn't it good..."

"Then why are you looking for me today?" Meng Fanyu interrupted Lu Yuan again.

Sorry, Lu Yuan, I don't have time.

"You came to me just because it's not right now," Meng Fanyu slowed down, "Do you trust me?"

"I only trust you alone." Lu Yuan lowered his head and rubbed his forehead gently. He has many friends, but Meng Fanyu is the one who can really make him feel unscrupulous and not hide, even though he feels that he is not understand why.

Meng Fanyu stood up and turned the light of the floor lamp to the darkest, leaving only a dark yellow.Walking to Lu Yuan's side, he put his hand on his shoulder: "Lie down."

This time Lu Yuan didn't refuse, and obediently lay down on the sofa.

"Find the most comfortable position for you, and don't think about anything," Meng Fanyu sat beside Lu Yuan, speaking softly, "Relax, you have nothing to worry about now."

Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

Meng Fanyu's voice came low to his ears, like a soft feather, sweeping lightly in his heart, he couldn't help but follow Meng Fanyu's voice, relax, breathe, blank...

Lu Yuan's breathing slowed down slowly, very calmly.

Meng Fanyu stopped talking and listened carefully to his breathing, as if he was waiting for something.

This silence lasted for a few minutes, and Lu Yuan's steady breathing suddenly stopped.

He was startled, is it too late...

Meng Fanyu looked at Lu Yuan's still calm face and said, "Lu Yuan?"

"If I say no, you will be disappointed, right?"

Lu Yuan's voice came with a smile, and Meng Fanyu's heart tightened suddenly.This tone, this tone, is not Lu Yuan.

"You're here." His voice was a little tight. It's been a long time, and his breath is everywhere, but he can't be seen anywhere.

"Can't wait?" Lu Yuan opened his eyes, looking at Meng Fanyu, with an indifference that didn't belong to Lu Yuan, passing across his face like a sword shining with cold light.

"I have no sense of time."

"How do you feel now? Do you want to?" Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and gently pulled out the pendant from the neckline, laughing, "It's here, or?"

"Can you get it?" Meng Fanyu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "We are all the same."

"I picked the wrong person..." Lu Yuan frowned suddenly, as if he was uncomfortable somewhere.

"Let's go," Meng Fanyu stood up, and took a small alarm clock from the table next to him, "I press it and he will wake up, do you want to try it, it feels like being torn apart."

"It's still the same, but I don't want to give up, what should I do?"

Without hesitation, Meng Fanyu pressed his finger on the alarm clock, and a series of crisp ringtones suddenly sounded in the room so quiet that he could hear his breathing, so sharp that even Meng Fanyu's heart palpitations.

Then try it.Meng Fanyu said in his heart, even if the price is that Lu Yuan will never wake up again.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes at this moment, and returned to the state of falling asleep before, and his even breathing reappeared.Meng Fanyu walked over, put back the pendant protruding from his collar, and called out, "Lu Yuan."

"Um……"

Hearing Lu Yuan's confused reply, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the sofa.

"How is it?" Lu Yuan rubbed his eyes, feeling less tired, but what he was most concerned about was what kind of answer Meng Fanyu could give him, about what he wanted to know.

"Do you know what a dual personality is..." Meng Fanyu replied hesitantly.His mind was still echoing the words that were completely different from Lu Yuan's but were actually spoken by Lu Yuan.I picked the wrong person.

Picked the wrong guy, yes, but who would have thought.

"Are you talking about me?" Lu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, he thought Meng Fanyu would tell him about the memory he had forgotten.

"Just once, there won't be much progress, this is not magic, Lu Yuan."

"Hmm..." Lu Yuan was silent for a while, and wanted to ask something more, when the phone rang suddenly.

He picked up the phone, and after hearing a few words, his face changed color: "I'll be there right away."

"I'm going to the bureau, that double personality, is that another me, or..." Lu Yuan walked towards the door and looked back at Meng Fanyu, "I'll call you when I'm done, if so, I want him to disappear .”

I don't want anyone to dominate my body and my life, even if it's another side of me.