The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Late at night, in a community not far from the hospital.

Xia Yu followed Zhu Junyang, watching her push open the broken unit door and step up the old and dilapidated stairs step by step.

The handrails of the stairs were brownish red, covered with a thick layer of dust, and occasionally there were a few clear fingerprints.

"The big hermit hides in the city, your organization really knows how to choose a place." Xia Yu looked at the small ad for the takeaway on the wall of the stairs, and couldn't help but sigh, "Living in a busy city, there is no traffic and horses in the heart."

Zhu Junyang didn't turn his head and didn't speak.

The voice-activated lights on several stairs were broken, she took out her mobile phone and turned on the flashlight to illuminate it, Xia Yu hurriedly shrank away from her, trying to expose her whole body to the light.

"So timid?" Zhu Junyang's voice was full of laughter, and Xia Yu's face turned red all of a sudden, "I am a sequela, a sequela."

"Tch." Zhu Junyang let out a short breath, as if mocking her.

Xia Yu: "..." What's wrong with being afraid of ghosts!No one is born to be afraid of anything!

The building has eight floors, and each floor has two opposite residents.

Zhu Junyang climbed all the way to the top, then took out the key in front of 801, and opened the door.

Xia Yu was the first to sneak in through the crack in the door.

Zhu Junyang turned on the light, closed the door, and changed into slippers at the door.

The light is warm yellow, and the fine dust floating in the air can be seen with the naked eye.

Xia Yu was not polite at all, and looked around in this small room, trying to find out such magical things as secret doors or teleportation arrays.

After failing to find it, she ran back to the living room and looked anxiously at Zhu Junyang, who was sitting on the sofa, puffing: "Aren't you going to introduce me to the people in your organization?"

Zhu Junyang exhaled a puff of smoke: "Who told you that I still have an organization?"

Xia Yudao: "That's what it says in the novel. There must be a huge organization behind the protagonist, and the place where she lives must be connected to the location of the organization. In the secret base, she met many kind-hearted teammates. Everyone had fun together. Every day Personal relationship with other people is as good as relatives..."

"Stop, stop." Zhu Junyang interrupted her, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am alone, without any organization or teammates."

Xia Yu's eyes showed sadness: "It seems that you are not my guide, we are not suitable, we should break up."

It was only then that Zhu Junyang realized that the protagonist she was talking about was not referring to her, but Xia Yu herself.

I have never seen such a brazen person.

She pointed to the door with the cigarette in her hand: "then you go."

Xia Yu immediately hugged the sofa tightly: "300 million, the signboard."

Zhu Junyang took a deep puff of the cigarette: "..." The feeling of being caught in someone's hand is really fucking.

Xia Yu: "Miss June, this is the real world, you should smoke less."

Zhu Junyang looked at her and said expressionlessly: "I only smoke when I am upset."

"Is it fear for my safety that makes you so anxious?"

Zhu Junyang nodded frankly: "Yes."

"You care about me so much?" Xia Yu was moved to tears.

Zhu Junyang said: "I'm worried that you will piss me off sooner or later."

Xia Yu: "..." You bastard, I'm still touched.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhu Junyang finally calmed down all his emotions, and calmly opened the window for ventilation.

This small house of about [-] square meters is well-equipped, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, and a large study.

Zhu Junyang took Xia Yu into the study.

There is a desk in the study, a laptop is placed on the desk, and behind the desk is a huge solid wood bookshelf, on which are very neatly stacked books.

After entering the study room, she ignored Xia Yu and went directly to the bookshelf and took out a few books to study.

Xia Yu leaned over to take a look, and the cover of the book was a common plastic, no different from the exercise book she made in school, except that the title written on it was "Three Thousand Questions of Resurrection".

She was speechless for a moment.

Is there even a publishing house in the ghost catching business?

Zhu Junyang was studying the exercise book carefully, Xia Yu was embarrassed to disturb her, so he focused his attention on the notebook on the table.

"The password is to swipe from a to enter." Zhu Junyang said with his head raised.

Xia Yu's eyes lit up, she ran to the computer to finish, and pressed the power button with a pious heart.

This computer looked like it was rarely used by the owner, and it was covered with a thin layer of dust, but it turned on very quickly.

Xia Yu wiped the keyboard membrane with the sleeve of her school uniform, entered the password and turned on the machine.

The computer desktop looked like the picture that came with the original machine, Xia Yu clicked on the naive little penguin on the desktop, and logged in to his account.

Only one or two people's head portraits are lit up on it.

Xia Yu browsed quickly, and found that her classmates and friends were not online as if they had made an appointment. She was not familiar with the screen names and avatars of the three online, and she didn't even remember how many people were added to her QQ.

"Ding ding."

The QQ prompt sounded twice in a row, and the third avatar that was on suddenly began to shake.

In the middle of the night, Xia Yu suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

She bravely clicked on the dialog box, and it was a message from a person named Sanjin or Cheng Xin on the Internet: "Xia Yu? Are you dead too?"

Xia Yu's hand holding the mouse trembled, almost throwing the mouse out.

and also?

What does this also mean?

This person knows her?Why doesn't she have any memory at all?

She crackled and typed on the keyboard: "Who are you? Do you know me?"

The other person responded quickly, as if waiting for her to reply in front of the computer or mobile phone.

Sanjin or Chengxin: I am Kong Lingxin, I even pulled your braids when I was young.

Xia Yu fell into deep thought, trying to find Kong Lingxin from her memory.

The surname is Kong, I knew her when I was a child, and I pulled her braid...

A small image came to her mind.

About ten years ago, Kong Lingxin's house was next door to hers, and the two of them went to the same kindergarten when they were young.

When he was a child, Kong Lingxin had been taking medicine all the time, which made him fat into a ball. Few children were willing to play with him.

Xia Yu doesn't like him either, because he always likes to tease the beautiful braids her mother just made for her.

Then one day, Kong's family moved away suddenly, and her mother told her that Kong Lingxin was sick and needed medical treatment.

after that……

Mom went to his funeral alone...

All the memories came to mind, Xia Yu covered her mouth and almost cried out.

And Kong Lingxin on the opposite side of the computer was still sending messages one after another.

Sanjin or Chengxin: For so many years, I have always wanted to apologize to you. When I was young, I often pulled your hair. It was not a prank, it was because I liked you.

Sanjin or Chengxin: At that time, I was still fat and fat, and my classmates bullied me, only you never bothered to talk to me.

Sanjin or Chengxin: Hahaha, it feels ridiculous to say that, but really, I have been thinking about you for so many years, I never thought I would be able to talk to you again so soon.

San Jin or Cheng Xin: It may be a bit late to say this, but I still want to say

San Jin or Cheng Xin: I'm sorry Xia Yu, are you willing to forgive me?

Xia Yu: "!!!"

If these confessions were replaced by another person, maybe it would be very moving, but when a person who has been dead for more than ten years tells her love, she can only feel creepy.

"June..." Xia Yu whispered.

Zhu Junyang ignored her.

"Zhu Junyang..."

"Speak up if you have something to say." Zhu Junyang raised his hand and turned the pages of the book, looking at the contents of the book intently.

Xia Yu: "A person on my QQ who has been dead for a long time suddenly sent me a message confessing to me!!"

Zhu Junyang's posture did not change, and he explained: "You are in the state of a soul now, no different from a ghost, and the Internet is naturally different from that of a living person."

Xia Yu: "What's the difference?"

"I've never been a ghost, how do I know what's different?"

It made sense, but she was speechless.

Zhu Junyang stopped speaking.

Xia Yu could only study this QQ by herself.

Normally, there should be a check mark "I am online" next to the QQ screen name - I am online√.

But now these words are written next to a gray cross - I am online ×.

This fork should normally be offline.

But now she is not human anymore, she is in a somewhat abnormal state... is it normal...?

Thinking of this, she immediately felt relieved.

I am already a ghost, what ghost am I afraid of?

After comforting herself in this way, she could already sit in front of the computer and reply to Kong Lingxin's message calmly.

Forward this koi: Hahaha, how long ago did this happen, I forgot if you didn’t mention it.

Sanjin or Chengxin: How did you die?

Forward this koi: You may not believe it, but I'm going to die.

Sanjin or Chengxin:? ? ?

Forward this koi: It's all the past, so don't mention it again.

Sanjin or Chengxin: Yes.I haven't met your acquaintances since I died, and I don't know how you are doing now, whether you are still as ugly as when you were a child.

? ?

Xia Yu pressed the keyboard until it slammed.

Forward this koi carp: To be a human being, you must be able to speak human language, and to be a ghost, you must be able to speak nonsense. What is ugly?are you blindI was so cute when I was a child, but you are so ugly!

Sanjin or Cheng Xin: Hahahaha I said the wrong thing, that little Miss Xia, do you have time for us to meet up?Let me see what you look like when you are so cute.

Forward this koi: Hahahaha I admit that I am disabled, and I died in a car accident. If you think about how I was crushed, you should stop watching, I am afraid you will be scared to death.

Sanjin or Chengxin: ...

Xia Yu called Zhu Junyang directly: "Boss! Some ghost wants to ask me out to meet! What should I do!"

Zhu Junyang said lightly: "Then you go."

"no problem?"

"No problem." Zhu Junyang closed the book, raised his head and showed a rare smile to her, "It's nothing more than finding that you are a living soul and swallowing you immediately."