Huangliang Inn

Yu Meng opened her eyes, and for a moment, her mind was blank, forgetting where she was.

Lifting her right hand covered with scars, she found that her soul body was much more condensed, and the cold that had entangled her for a long time was no longer difficult.Even if it wasn't as warm as it was before falling asleep yesterday, it wouldn't be like in the past, almost freezing her whole body, and the yin energy in her body seemed to be covered with ice scum.

Sitting on the carved wooden bed, Yu Meng bent her legs, hugged her knees habitually, shrunk herself into a ball, and stared at the pattern on the window rail in a daze.

Whether she was alive or dead, she was used to hiding herself and avoiding the eyes of others.Taking the initiative to come to Huangliang Inn and seek help from the owner was the most daring thing she ever did in her life.

Boom, boom, boom.

The regular knock on the door rang in his ears, and Yu Meng immediately jumped off the carved wooden bed, walked around the screen, and opened the door with both hands.

Behind the door, Yan Yan was holding a food box in one hand and two spiritual fruits in the other hand. Seeing her appearance, he smiled warmly and said softly, "I'm awake, how are you resting?"

Yu Meng was petite, so she took half a step back and had to raise her head to see Yan Jue's expression clearly.Hearing his words, he immediately nodded vigorously.The black hair is scattered on the shoulders, with natural curls at the end, dancing with her movements, making her look even more elf and cute.

"Are you hungry?"

Yan Jue walked into the room, put down the food box, and at the same time pressed the copper bell with his fingertips, and the bell that swayed all night stopped abruptly.

"Eat something first."

Signaling Yu Meng to take a seat at the table, Yan Jue opened the food box and took out three plates of dim sum and a bowl of fragrant glutinous rice porridge.The spirit fruit was put aside, exuding a sweet aroma, intertwined with the fragrance of rice, which attracted Yu Meng's index finger.However, just like yesterday, no matter how eager she was, she didn't move her chopsticks immediately.

Seeing the girl's hesitation, Yan Jue tapped on the table to attract her attention, and said in his mouth, "Since you're here, don't think so much. Eat your stomach before talking about other things."

Yu Meng looked at Yan Jue, and suddenly found that he was a little different from yesterday.

It doesn't refer to the physical appearance, but the breath.A little strange, but very harmonious.Seriously recalling, it seems to be somewhat similar to the man in black standing beside him yesterday.

"how?"

"No."

Yu Meng shook her head quickly, picked up the spoon, picked up the porcelain bowl, and put a spoonful of rice porridge into her mouth.The soft, glutinous and sweet taste slipped down the esophagus, warming and dispelling the cold, making her want to sigh and unconsciously quicken her movements.

When she came to her senses, the bowl had bottomed out.

Putting down the porcelain bowl, Yu Meng picked up the chopsticks again, picked up the plum blossom-shaped dim sum on the plate, and it happened to be two bites, without slowing down at all.

When the plate was cleared, Yu Meng stared blankly at her hands, then at Yan Jue, she couldn't help lowering her head, almost buried her head in her chest.

Yan Yan shook his head and laughed, and patted her head with his hand, like comforting a frightened animal.

After a long time, Yu Meng slowly raised her head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Yan Jue withdrew his hand and asked.

"I, I shouldn't eat so much, it's too rude, too rude, I made a mistake, I will never do it again, I..."

The girl kept admitting her mistakes and repeating the same words, and quickly fell into restlessness and panic.

The smile on Yan Jue's face gradually disappeared, he got up and walked around the round table, with his palm covering the top of the girl's hair, he comforted softly: "Don't panic, listen to me, you are right."

"That's right?" Yu Meng raised her head. In her short life, her parents, relatives, teachers, classmates, and even the friends she identified kept accusing her, as if she did nothing wrong. mistake.

"That's right." Yan Jue leaned down, looked into Yu Meng's eyes, and said seriously, "You're right, you didn't do anything wrong, you don't need to apologize."

Yu Meng bit her lip, her vision became hazy, and two lines of blood and tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.

Ghosts shouldn't be sad, should they?

Ghosts shouldn't cry, right?

ghost……

Painful memories boiled in his mind, and Yu Meng couldn't control it any longer, and threw himself into Yan Jue's arms, crying bitterly.

She was looking forward to this sentence for 14 years!

But no one, no one told her that she was right and she didn't need to apologize!

From the day she became sensible, she was like being locked in a cage. Everything she said and everything she did was put under a microscope, and she kept on focusing on every detail. Come to reprimand.

In the eyes of others, her father had a successful career, her mother was beautiful and gentle, her family was well off, and she went to one of the best schools in the province.

But who can really see what is hidden under this so-called "blessing"?

What does a model couple look like at home?

What are the two faces of a classmate from a superior family background?

The friend she made sincerely, the only friend, what kind of dark thoughts secretly harbored, and how did she act as the driving force behind the violent?

Her scar started to hurt again, she was obviously no longer bleeding, and she was obviously dead, but the heart-piercing pain still followed her everywhere, tormenting her and making her unable to get rid of it forever.

Yan Jue didn't speak, and let the girl cry in her arms, patted her on the back with her hands, and her eyes fell on the screen not far away.

With the constant cries of ghosts, resentment permeated the room, and a blurred picture flashed on the blank screen. It was the girl's experience during her lifetime, cold and bitter.

She can't ask anyone for help, because the ones who hurt her are relatives, teachers, classmates and friends.

She could only hold herself tightly in indifference and pain, hide in a corner where no one was paying attention, shrink into a ball as much as possible, and lick the wound alone.

The girl's crying gradually weakened, but she didn't want to let go of her face, like a frightened little animal finally found support, and grabbed the last straw with the remaining strength.

"This is your experience?" Yan Jue did not push the girl away, but turned around with her, pointing to the picture on the screen.

The girl bit her lip and nodded.

Yan Jue squeezed the seal, and the copper bell on the table began to sway again.The door opened, and a Boshan furnace was drawn in by spiritual power and landed beside the copper bell stand. With the injection of spiritual power, white smoke rose up.

With the performance of a young girl, it is too cruel for her to tell her what happened.A little inappropriateness is likely to promote hostility and evil spirits, turning her from a resentful ghost into a fierce ghost.

But to get rid of her obsessions and understand her truest wishes, one must understand her past.Yan Jue can only make an exception once, without having to dream, and use the ghost incense to draw out her memory and display it on the screen.

The ghost fragrance keeps rising and lingers in the room. This is a light fragrance that can only be smelled by the soul body.

Yu Meng gradually calmed down, let go of Yan Jue's waist, carefully grabbed his cuff, looked back at the picture on the screen, and bravely said: "This is the first time I didn't get the little red flower when I was in kindergarten. ..."

Following the girl's narration, the picture on the screen gradually solidified, clearly showing the passing traffic, a red private car, and the mother and daughter in the car.

Wearing a pink garden suit and holding a small schoolbag, Yu Meng sat in the back seat, and a delicate-looking woman with light makeup sat in the driver's seat.

And when facing outsiders, the woman no longer had a decent smile on her face, and became extremely indifferent.While waiting for the signal light, seeing her daughter's timid look in the mirror, she frowned in disgust.

"Xiaomeng, you have let mother down so much." The woman's voice was cold, she did not scold loudly, but made the little girl in the back seat lower her head, curled up into a ball, and even trembled faintly.

Seeing her like this, the disappointment and disgust in the woman's eyes deepened.

"Counting from one to one hundred and reciting two poems, you can't even do it? Didn't your mother and father teach you? Or did you never learn it seriously and just forgot it when you turned your head?" The signal light turned green, The woman didn't want to waste any more time, and said the last sentence coldly, "No food is allowed after returning home, go back to the room and recite. When can I recite well, when can I eat."

"Yes, Mom." The girl whispered.

Not long after, the private car drove into a high-end residential area.

When seeing the security guard at the door and the neighbors who are going out, the woman will put down the car window to say hello, with a decent smile on her face, and her words are like a spring breeze, giving people a very friendly impression.

Facing her own child, she will have another face.

The deep responsibility of love?

Yu Meng didn't understand, and never was sure.

This kind of treatment has continued since she was sensible.

Yu's father and mother never beat and scolded her, but they would punish her in other ways, forbid her to eat, put her in confinement, copy the papers and questions she did wrong dozens of times, when she stopped making mistakes, and when she could go back to rest.

"From elementary school to junior high school, I have been studying hard. Before and after each exam, I pray that I will never make mistakes and never fall out of the top three."

In the screen, Yu Meng, a fifth-grade elementary school student, stood in front of the coffee table, and a handsome man with a refined temperament sat on the sofa.In front of the man were two test papers, with bright red scores on them, and they were among the best in the class, but the man was not satisfied, his finger fell on the wrong test question, and he said in a deep voice: "Xiaomeng, you have been sloppy in this test, go back and write these questions Redo it ten times and reflect on your mistakes."

"Yes, Dad."

Yu Meng didn't protest, nor did she act like a baby with her father like an ordinary child, but silently picked up the test paper, turned and went back to the room.She knew very well that it was useless to say anything, if she didn't finish her father's words, there would be no dinner tonight.

I don’t know when it started, the words she said to her parents the most are always "Yes, Dad", "Yes, Mom", "I made a mistake, I will definitely correct it", "I shouldn't make a mistake", "I will make a mistake next time." I must work harder", "I will not let you down again".

Before the door closed, Yu's mother walked to the living room with a fruit plate, and said to her father: "Xiao Meng is not smart, and has a bad temper. She is not like you or me. Who is she like? Take her home during the Chinese New Year, your eldest aunt Everything I said made my face burn."

Father Yu sighed, loosened his tie, and said, "There is no way, if you don't get the hang of it, you can only teach slowly."

"Can this be taught well?" Yu's mother was still dissatisfied. "I enrolled her in two new art classes. I thought it would be the icing on the cake, but I didn't expect her to be so unsatisfactory, her studies declined, and she couldn't learn anything well. And Wang Ning Going out shopping, talking about Tang Ming of her family, you don’t know how embarrassed I am. That kid is so upbeat, and look at our family, I really..."

The door closed, and the words of the parents became blurred.

Yu Meng covered her mouth with both hands, slid along the door and sat on the ground, with her head buried in her knees, not daring to cry out, and could only let her school uniform be soaked in tears, her shoulders trembling constantly.

The time in elementary school flew by, and when she entered junior high school, she had to live in school three days a week in accordance with the school rules.

Being able to leave home for a while and leave her parents who almost made her breathless, Yu Meng thought that she would be much more relaxed, and her heart jumped with joy. She wrung her fingers and looked forward to the day when school started.How could she have thought that the moment she walked into the dormitory, she would really step into hell, and she would never be able to escape.