Touched by a ghost, I choose death

"Yukimura, do you want to go to the duty-free shop together?" Kuranosuke Shiraishi patted Yukimura on the shoulder and smiled heartily.

Yukimura rested his chin with his hand, thought for a while and then agreed: "Yes, Shiraishi wants to buy something?"

"Buy some gifts for my parents, and gifts from my older sister and younger sister Youxiangli," Baishi smiled wryly as if thinking of something, "If you don't bring them something when you go back, Youxiangli will definitely make a fuss with me, and my sister will probably Won't let me go."

"Hehe, Baishi gets along very well with his elder sister and younger sister. I'm really envious."

"Yukimura, doesn't your sister often call you too?" Shiraishi smiled.Because the two are roommates, they naturally know something about each other's lives.

"It always feels different." Yukimura raised his eyebrows.

"The only difference is that Yukimura doesn't have an older sister. If you had an older sister, you probably wouldn't envy me. I'm always squeezed by her at home." Shiraishi shrugged, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Pfft, I can tell." Yukimura burst out laughing, Shiraishi looked like a good old man, probably the one who lived at the bottom at home.

"Yukimura, did anyone tell you that your finishing skills are good?" Shiraishi shook his head and sighed.

Yukimura didn't deny it, he still had an impeccable smiling face on the surface, but his heart sank because of Shiraishi's inadvertent words.

If she was still there, what gift would she ask him for?

"Yukimura, how about this dress?" Shiraishi seemed distressed as he held two dresses of different styles.

Yukimura raised his eyes. On the left was a dress with a floral pattern, which looked youthful and lively, while on the right was a dress with colorful flowers on a white background, which was calm and bright.He remembered that Baishi's older sister was already working, but she was relatively lively.As a roommate, he often saw Baishi's troubled face every time he answered the phone.

"The one on the left." Yukimura thought for a while and said.

While helping Baishi choose clothes, he couldn't help thinking, if it was her, which one would look good on her?

Since it was not early for them to go out, the two went to eat after visiting the duty-free shop. When they came out of the restaurant, it was close to the best time to go to bed.

Yukimura and Shiraishi took a taxi back to the hotel with their heavy bags.Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, after Yukimura reported the address in fluent English, he didn't speak anymore.

He leaned back and turned to look out the window.Orange street lamps exude a warm light, illuminating the entire street.The colorful lights on the high-rise buildings flickered, and the huge screen flashed past.

At the moment, the radio in the car is broadcasting the emotional column. The radio host’s magnetic voice is stirred by the current like warming honey. The nice and gentle male voice wipes away the depression and calms down the tired heart after a day. down.

Back at the hotel, after packing up and washing up, Yukimura realized that it was early morning.Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He suddenly thought of the radio station he heard in the car, so he tuned to that channel with his mobile phone. With the idea of ​​practicing listening, he planned to listen to it and try to understand all the words.

At this time, the midnight emotional program was broadcast, and Yukimura was lying on the bed listening quietly with headphones on.

A viewer was crying about her husband cheating, and the host comforted her gently with that nice voice.Then some people talked about their quarrel with their best friend, or their secret love confession failed... The host can always tactfully propose his own solution, although the tone is gentle, but every sentence hits the point.

As time went by, the number of incoming calls gradually decreased. The host smiled and said, "It's a little late today, so let's take the last one."

Maybe it's in a foreign country where you don't know where you live, or maybe it's in the dead of night, so you don't have to worry about being discovered by someone you know.Maybe there is also the host's gentle male voice that has the ability to bewitch, Yukimura dialed the hotline by accident.

It might not be his turn to make the last call.

He was thinking like this, but he didn't expect the call to be connected in the next second.

"Oh, dear last guest, do you have any emotional questions to consult?"

Yukimura was stunned, and the host's gentle question came from beside his ears. Thinking of the long-term depression, and the happy appearance of his companion Shiraishi when he mentioned his sister today, he couldn't help expressing his heart: "I There is a sister, but only I can see her, we grew up together..."

The host, who has experienced many battles in emotional issues, obviously has never heard such a bizarre story. After Yukimura finished speaking, he was silent for a long time, and then said awkwardly: "Cough, this is really an amazing and moving story." story."

Hearing half of his speech, Yukimura hung up the phone wearily before he finished speaking.

The dim lights outside the window flowed in the room, mottled light and shadow, flickering.He was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, thinking of what the host said just now, he felt annoyed.

"Maybe you are under too much pressure. Your sister is the best side of your heart and will always appear when you need it. Maybe she is a phantom born of your loneliness..."

It's not that he hasn't heard these remarks before, from his psychiatrist.

He opened the phone cover and saw a read letter lying quietly in the text box.

"The next time we meet, please contact me when you return to your country." ——BY.

"Yukimura-kun?" A suspicious female voice brought Yukimura back from his memory to reality, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Nanaya looking at him with his head tilted.

"Sorry, I was distracted." Yukimura said slightly apologetically.

For some reason, he remembered what happened on the last night when he went abroad to participate in the competition on behalf of the national team. The early morning emotional phone call from a foreign country probably will never be forgotten in his life.

"How did Asahi-san know about it?" Yukimura calmed down, suddenly confused.

Qiye glanced at him lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Because he is also my attending doctor."

Seeing Yukimura's surprised gaze, she went on to say, "Did he also say something to you about the so-called 'illusion'? Or something like 'memory is sometimes a curse rather than a blessing'."

"The former has happened, but not the latter." Yukimura paused, "It seems that our treatment directions are different. He didn't make me forget, but tried to make me believe that all of this is just a person with dual personality disorder. It's just my fantasy."

Just like two souls living in one body, the two personalities in the dual personality are stable, fully developed, and have their own thinking patterns and memories.

The doctor said that the so-called elder sister in his mouth was just another personality derived from his inner loneliness and fragility. With his own fantasy, he gradually became a reality in his eyes.

"Are you sure that every time you see her, you are very sober?"

This simple question made him ponder.He couldn't help remembering that the first time he saw her was when he was half asleep and half awake, and the next day his mother told him that he sleepwalked last night.

"She" stepped forward to help him do things he didn't like to do.He longs for someone to understand him, so he and "she" have a connection, and can easily understand what the other person is thinking without words.He looks forward to being accompanied when he is lonely, so "she" always shows up when he is lonely.

He can't refute other people's words, because after all, only he can see her.Facing the resolute gaze of the other party, he lowered his eyes, and his heart couldn't help being shaken.

Is this a real existence, or is it just a utopia built by his own inner world?

It is said that the darkness before dawn is the most desperate, and his current state is like waiting for the sun to rise in the darkness where his hands cannot be stretched out.

It's just that before the sun came out of the horizon, he felt that he was not alone in this darkness.That person was exuding a faint light, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness.

And this companion was standing in front of his eyes at this moment, and said softly to him: "You definitely don't have a dual personality."

"Why is Asahi-san so sure?" Even though his heart was in a mess, he didn't easily show a lot of confusion on the surface.

"Dual personality, probably the kind of existence that gently comforts you one second, and sharply pokes your pain in the next second."

Nanaya breathed a sigh of relief, although the words were still faint, but Yukimura could hear that her tone at this time was completely different from before.Seems to be stained with some resentment?

He looked at her playfully, and was a little curious about the expression she rarely showed: "Have you met Chao Ri-san?"

She explained the situation so clearly, rather than in general terms or terms, she must have understood it.

"Probably, so I'm glad Yukimura-kun is not." Nanaya pursed her lips, obviously unwilling to continue this topic.

Yukimura chuckled: "Okay, just now you said you thought of a solution, can you explain it in detail?"

"Well, I've been thinking a lot these days. We have to sort out a lot of things first, such as when she appeared and why she left." Qiye nodded, and then took out a black notebook from her bag.

According to Yukimura, his sister will always appear when he needs it.For example, when she was unwilling to do her homework, Qiye expressed that she was absolutely not envious or jealous.

However, since that farewell, she has disappeared without a trace.Even if Yukimura longed for her appearance in his heart, it no longer worked.Everything has a cause and effect relationship, and my sister's sudden departure must have her own reasons.

"I think Yukimura-kun should be very clear about the reason for leaving." Nanaya paused, and glanced at the words in the notebook, which she copied from the ancient book that Yukimura lent her.