fall in love with your soul

An illusory, translucent shadow walked in and closed the door again.

Suhang maintained the habit before his death, and likes to walk and do things like normal people.

He opened the stool and sat on it, holding the lunch box wrapped in clothes in his hand, and pulled off the clothes to reveal the lunch box inside.

He is in the state of a soul, and the clothes on his body are not material, but more like hallucinations, covering the lunch box. As long as others don't bump into it, they won't see anyone coming in with the lunch box.

I just hope that the monitor didn’t capture it. Last time I was idle and doing experiments, I found that the monitor could see a blurry human figure, but the monitor would flicker and flash, with white wavy patterns sliding past. At that time, Suzhou and Hangzhou Looking at the monitor as if he had a feeling, he also showed a weird smile, which almost scared me to collapse.

He opened the lunch box without saying a word. The lunch box on the fourth floor has vegetables, meat, and soup. I haven’t eaten for four days.

I couldn't wait to take out the vegetable box, and was slapped by Su Hang.

I covered my hands a little aggrieved, "Why?"

"It's not for you to eat."

"It's not for me to eat, why do you take it out?"

"The soup below is for you."

I looked down, "Winter melon soup? I haven't eaten for four days and you give me winter melon soup? Not even any minced meat?"

"Deficiency cannot be supplemented, your current body can only drink soup."

"Okay, okay!" I covered my forehead speechlessly, "Winter melon soup is winter melon soup!"

I suspect that Suhang is still holding a grudge against me for preventing him from taking revenge, otherwise how could he change the law and abuse me?

I drank two big bowls of soup and couldn't help looking at the meat in his lunch box, "Who is this for?"

"For my brother."

"You still have brother?"

"Well, today is the anniversary of his death." Su Hang was depressed.

I stopped drinking the soup, wanted to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, and thought about the state of his soul, it would be embarrassing if I felt empty.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask." The brother in his mouth must be the brother who took him all the way to the north back then, and he still didn't leave behind the brother who was still a oil bottle after suffering through thousands of mountains and rivers. loved ones.

"It doesn't matter, people are always going to die." He said calmly, but I could feel the calm of the storm.

"Suhang, you still have me. I promised you that I will always be with you." I tentatively stretched out my hand and attached it to his. "I'll go with you to see your brother."

Suhang looked at me with dazed eyes, but also seemed to be moved, which was fleeting and made me wonder if I was wrong.

"Okay." Suhang looked at my hand attached to the back of his hand in a daze.

Instead of shrinking back, I gripped it even tighter. It was rare that Suhang did not turn into a translucent shape, making it impossible for me to touch the entity.

His hands are icy cold, like a piece of ice that has been frozen for thousands of years. Both its thickness and width are very impressive. Standing in front of him, you will feel a chill rushing towards your face, and you can't help but step back, unwilling to talk to him face to face.

"Let's go! Don't let the dishes get cold." Su Hang took the initiative

Hand out.

I nodded, "Why don't you bring some wine?"

"Buy on the road." Suhang said.

I tried to get up, but found that my whole body was weak and weak, my legs and feet were weak, and the movement of getting up was too violent, which made me dizzy and my eyes turned black.

Suhang sighed, "You'd better not go, and take care of your body here."

"That won't work, I have to go." I closed my eyes and calmed down, "Forget it, go and find me a wheelchair!"

"Well, then you wait and don't move around." Suhang said and went out.

I tried to get up again, this time the movement was lighter, and my eyes didn't get dark anymore, and I seemed to be able to get out of bed.

When Suhang found the wheelchair, I was already sitting on the bed. As soon as I got out of the quilt, I felt extremely cold, so I just sat on the edge of the bed with the quilt on.

Suhang came here pushing a wheelchair. There were not many other things in the hospital, but there were a lot of medical equipment, let alone a wheelchair, so he found it very quickly. I don’t know what method he used to hide the truth and push the wheelchair here. I only know that although Suhang is sometimes unreliable, petty and capricious, I can always rest assured that he handles affairs.

Seeing me wrapped up like this, he was also very helpless, so he simply let me sit in the wheelchair together with the quilt, and he pushed it together. It can change its shape and appearance at will, and it can also hide and push something as big as a wheelchair.

Every night, Su Hang's complexion is as rosy as if he had taken a big tonic, and he looks like a living person, so he pushed me through the main door openly, and I was terrified all the way, for fear that someone would accidentally find him secret.

Suhang didn't care at all, and reminded me, "Don't look around, it will attract suspicion, hold the lunch box firmly, don't spill it."

"I get it, I got it, you've said it three times, I'll hug it well." I said tightly to the box lunch that was still warm in my arms.

We directly called a taxi and got out of the car after going around for a few laps. The driver looked at us suspiciously. When Suhang got bored, he would change drivers. He came and went and changed four or five drivers. He didn’t want others to know about him. Where is brother's tomb?So let them go in circles.

Turning around, it made me dizzy, and Su Hang finally showed mercy.

Just as I thought, it was an ordinary cemetery, without too many decorations, and there were not too many people. There was very little business, and the grave guards moved out of the stove and lit a fire outside to cook.

While doing it, I muttered, "Go all the way, don't miss the prosperity of the world..."

Su Hang pushed me over, and the tomb guard was so frightened that he hid in the house and dared not come out, muttering, "Sin, sin!"

The old man was talking about love, Suhang gave him a sideways glance, he didn't dare to make a sound, and hid in the room well, revealing a crack in the door.

Suhang walked in the cemetery unhurriedly. The cemetery at night was gloomy, foggy, black smoke everywhere, and the ground was uneven. The wheelchair should be stumbling, but Suhang pushed it very steadily.

Maybe it was because of Yin Qi, I felt my body getting colder and colder, almost shivering.The road under our feet is like leading to hell. We seem to see people walking around vaguely, talking, buying and selling, discussing, women crying, men's unwillingness, and children's laughter.It seemed that countless people were watching me from places I couldn't see, but I could only see shadowy ghosts.

"Don't listen, don't look." Suhang's voice seemed to be a bright light in the darkness, shining into my heart, and I felt extra at ease.

"En." I closed my eyes, thinking about the usual interesting things in my heart, and handed everything over to Suhang.

The wheelchair moves slowly like an old machine, and Suhang's footsteps on the dirt sound from time to time, as if telling me, where have we gone?

After an unknown amount of time, Suhang stopped suddenly. I opened my eyes, and what I saw was a tomb, on which there were withered flowers and some dried fruits.

Suhang walked over, cleaned these up little by little, and then replaced them with new ones. We bought everything on the way, paper money, candles, fruits, wine, everything except the dishes were made by Suhang. They were all tied to my wheelchair, and Suhang untied them one by one, put them on the ground, and took them out one by one.

Fruits, wine and vegetables were all set up, but there was a little trouble when lighting candles, maybe because of the heavy cloudiness, a layer of water droplets quickly condensed on the part Su Hang held on to the lighter, like morning dew.

Su Hang was very patient. He started the ignition over and over again, but the ignition just wouldn't catch on. His movements became more and more urgent, and finally he let go and continued to press it almost before the ignition came out.

I finally couldn't stand it anymore, I grabbed the lighter from his hand and wiped it on my clothes, "I'll do it!"

Suhang didn't speak, after a while he suddenly plunged into my arms, I became stiff instantly, not daring to move, after a while I tentatively raised my hand to stroke his hair, again and again.

This is the first time I saw the fragility of Suhang, and if I didn't follow up today, I would miss it.His elder brother must be very important to him, otherwise he would not lose control.

It didn't take long for Su Hang to adjust his mentality, and continued to work with a blank face, so that I couldn't see what he was thinking now?

Disappointed, I looked away, and took the initiative to light the lighter. The lighter was warmed by my weak body. When I pressed it lightly, a faint flame lit up, crumbling, as if it would go out at any moment.

I covered it with my other hand, and finally lit the candle. Suhang knelt on the ground, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tombstone inch by inch.

He didn't speak, and the whole process was completed silently. Finally, he picked up the wine glass and sprinkled it in a circle, then stood up and whispered, "Brother, I'll go first, and I'll see you next time."

No one responded, only the whining of the wind in the night, like crying and answering.

I sat in the wheelchair again, and Su Hang pushed me back along the way I came. He didn't seem to want to talk, and he didn't say a word on the way back.

I also remained silent, not knowing how to comfort him, he is a person who silently resists everything, and will not share his pain with others, unless necessary, such as how he died.

I can only insinuate, "You two have a good relationship!"

"kindness!"

"It can be seen that he brought you out?"

"kindness!"

"He must have taught you a lot."

"kindness!"

"Tell me his story!" I felt that he was not disgusted with me mentioning his brother, so I asked, "I always wanted to have a brother who took care of me, but I didn't have one. Troublesome brother, it's not my own, it's a pity."

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