Touched by a ghost, I choose death

Atobe Keigo looked around, at this time he was standing in the middle of a European-style garden.

Not far from the water fountain, the water is gurgling and making a ding-dong sound. The milky white statues are beautiful and holy. There are endless bushes that are not high or low, and the flower beds are full of neatly arranged flowers of all kinds. , colorful and dazzling.

A scene of singing birds and fragrant flowers, quiet and peaceful.

Just when he was wondering why he appeared here, he turned around and saw a familiar figure.

Asahi Nanaya was standing by the flower bed, narrowing her eyes and smiling at him.

Seeing the smile of the person in front of him, he was completely stunned.

It was a smile he had never seen the other party show before, and for a moment he thought it was more brilliant than the flowers in front of him.

He must be dreaming.he thought silently.

"Atobe-kun, thank you." Asahi Nanaya approached him step by step, and then gently took his hand like they first met without warning.

But this time Atobe was not as angry as the first time, but surprised.

He still remembers the feeling.They once held hands in the summer festival and walked through the deserted country lanes.

And just when he was about to ask the girl in front of him, he found her eyes widened suddenly, her lips parted slightly, and the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by panic.

Immediately afterwards, a thin sword pierced out of her chest, and it was covered with blood.Shocking red dyed her clothes.

Atobe wanted to step forward to support her body that was about to fall, but just as he stretched out his hand, he woke up.

Another nightmare.

He touched the sweat on his forehead and slowly closed his eyes.

Even in a waking state, the terrifying picture in my mind is still lingering.

Thinking every day, dreaming at night.His nightmare was not unfounded, but based on seeing her fall.

Keigo Atobe will never forget what happened that day.

Just after returning from morning exercise in the early morning, a member of the Atobe family called him suddenly, saying that he saw an unexpected person with Asahi Nanaya in Shinjuku.It's not surprising that her subordinates know Asahi Nanaya. She once came to Atobe's house with Hino Nen because of the tennis incident, and she was probably a girl of the same age who rarely visited.

But what this subordinate said to him surprised Atobe slightly.

He said that by Asahi Qiye's side was a man who had stepped into the dust many years ago.As for why he remembered it so clearly, it was because he himself was the orphan saved by that person.

Various strange things would always happen around Asahi Qiye, and he had long been calm about it, but this time he always felt some bad premonition in his heart.

So he took this matter to heart silently, and then sent her a message.It just happened to be the day to go to my own courtyard, not far from Mount Takao.

However, he did not expect that he still received her emergency call later.

She doesn't like to trouble others, unless she is desperate, she will never press that button.

He sent his men to the shrine to find the mysterious woman, while he took a helicopter to the place where he called for help.

However, when he came in a hurry, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

That bad premonition really came true.

The heroic man in the servant's mouth pinched Asahi Qiye's neck and smiled brightly at him.

"Let you also experience the feeling of watching someone you care about die but being powerless."

That scene was repeated in his dreams countless times later, changing patterns, as if he had returned to the difficult period of being possessed by a vengeful spirit, which was a headache.

Maybe he would understand after losing it. Later, after attending her funeral, he thought of the time he had been with her before, and felt a little bit sad.

"If you think of her and feel lost, then you are probably in love." Yushi Ninaku, a friend who likes to read romance novels, joked with a smile.

Atobe once raised an eyebrow disapprovingly.

But after seeing her leave and then fell into a nightmare for a short time, he had to start thinking about this question.

do you like it?

He couldn't come up with a definite answer right away.

Although he still retains his first love to this day, Atobu is more or less aware of what his ideal type is.

The appearance should be passable, lively yet well-bred, optimistic, serious in work, strong and competitive, and different from others.He doesn't care whether the other party's family is poor, because he has always believed that "nobility is not in the blood, but in the heart", but the most important thing is the inner strength.

At first glance, it seems that there are too many differences between Asahi Nanaya and his ideal type.

She is not lively and cheerful, on the contrary she has a gloomy temperament.But his upbringing made him agree, except for the first time he suddenly held his hand.He is terribly calm when things happen, and he doesn't have the slightest enthusiasm for many things, let alone being competitive, even participating in the piano competition under his compulsion.

But anyway, she still has one thing that is different.

She is completely different from other girls he has seen, giving people a sense of disobedience.It seems to be such an inconspicuous existence, but it hides talent.He always looks calm and expressionless, but he is far less boring than imagined.He has always been very accurate in seeing people, and it is easy to detect what the other person is thinking, but it is always difficult for him to guess her thoughts.

His time with her always shocked him.Atobe has been to many places and walked many roads, but he has never seen a different kind of scenery that he walked with her.Those spirits and ghosts are areas he has never touched, and she led him to witness all kinds of strange things, as well as life and death in the world.

The hour of encountering the devil, the night walk of the ghosts, the summer festival, the mysterious shrine...

And that humble funeral at the end.

Atobe has never been a person who is easy to fall into the memories of the past. He still has a lot of things to do, such as tennis, which can only last until he graduates from high school, as well as his studies and family business.There are too many complicated affairs, and he has no time to spend too much time in the daytime thinking about a person who has passed away.

Only in the dead of night would she be next to him in dreams.

Should like it.But she is no more.

Wouldn't everything have been different if I had discovered my mind earlier?

Atobe doesn't know the answer.

Atobe Keigo shook the glass in his hand with one hand, the red wine in the glass rippled beautifully, while the other hand rested casually on the white tablecloth.

The entertainment was over for the time being, he found a corner and planned to rest quietly for a while.

The birthday party of the Patriarch of the Xianyuan family happened to be the first anniversary of Asahi Nanaya's death.She no longer filled his heart and dreams like she did at the beginning, but gradually faded away in his life.

He struggled for his studies and lived a full life every day. He could fall asleep when he fell into bed, and he no longer had some terrible nightmares.He seldom thinks of her alone, only at certain times or when he sees certain things, he will remember that there is such a special girl in his life.

Soon he noticed someone coming behind him, but he didn't move.It's a buffet and it's perfectly normal to walk around to pick up your food.It's just that after a while, he never felt the person who came to pick up the meal leave.

Turning his head casually, he saw a girl who was about his age looking at him quietly.

Amidst the commotion, the two looked at each other.

"Atobe-kun." She spoke first, with a smile on her face.

"Ah, do we know each other?" Atobe raised his eyebrows calmly.

He has always been an eye-catching and dazzling existence. It can be said that it is not surprising that he was known unilaterally by all his peers who came to the banquet in the restaurant.It's just that the way the girls in front of him looked at him was completely different from those girls who came to please or want to deal with him.

There was a trace of sadness in the calmness, as well as an imperceptible nostalgia, as if he was her old acquaintance.

"I watched Atobe-kun's game." The girl said with a smile.

Only then did Atobe take a closer look at the girl in front of him. She had black hair like a waterfall hanging down to her waist, she was wearing low-key but not cheap simple clothes, her facial features were exquisite, her eyebrows and eyes were calm, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised A nice arc.Even he had to admit that the girl in front of him had an outstanding temperament.

"Fujiwara-san, you are here." Suddenly, a familiar female voice sounded in my ears at the right time.

Atobe turned his head and found that Morikawa Natsu had appeared by his side at some point.

"Morikawa-san, long time no see." The girl named Fujiwara bowed slightly, her face still indifferent.

"Uncle Fujiwara and Auntie are asking people to look for you everywhere." Morikawa Natsu said with a smile.

"Really? Then I have to go there. Thank you Morikawa-san for your reminder. Atobe-san, we will meet again." She nodded to them, then turned and left slowly.

Looking at the back of the other party who was drifting away, Atobe suddenly felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

He always felt that he had seen this girl somewhere, but the unforgettable appearance did not leave half an impression in his mind.

And that meaningful sentence made him inevitably care about it.

"The relationship is really good." Morikawa Xia sighed from the side.

"Ah?" Atobe turned to look at her suspiciously.

"Look over there," Natsu Morikawa pointed towards the direction where Fujiwara left, "That's Akashi-kun, right? I just heard that they are childhood sweethearts, and they are really inseparable."

Atobe looked indifferently.

Fujiwara, who was talking to Akashi, glanced in his direction for a moment.

He was sure it wasn't an illusion.

In the new semester of entering university, Atobe began to use Twitter frequently.

Not to follow trends.There is Twitter in other countries, and there are many fans, but they have never bothered to use it.But this time he registered another unknown account, just to follow someone he had never met.

From time to time.A budding young writer.

This has to be thanks to a dinner party in the tennis club after graduation.

Most of the candidates for the election are the original members of the junior high school, plus three hard-working senior high school parties who are struggling in the sea of ​​​​study, Feng Chotaro, Hikichi Waka, and Kawaji Takahiro.

In the graduation season, everyone went their separate ways.Renzu was admitted to the Faculty of Medicine of D University, and planned to inherit his father's career.Xiang Ri chose accounting, Shishido Ryo went to a sports school, and Atobe himself chose the finance department in order to inherit the family business.

Maybe it's because they haven't met again for a long time, but the atmosphere is better than any other time.

"Hey, why do you still bring this kind of strange talk book at the party?" Xiang Riyue pointed to the book next to Rijiruo and shouted.

"This is the author's first book, and the part in the magazine was finally serialized some time ago," Hijiruo replied excitedly, "It's actually not an authentic ghost story, it's more about healing, but it's okay to change your appetite occasionally. good."

"Really?" Xiang Ri stared at him suspiciously, and then took the book over, "Not always at night? Why is the author's name so familiar?"

"It may be that her serialized part at the beginning is like the old school building of Bingdi, which was very popular in Bingdi's campus during that time." Rijiruo explained.

"From time to time?" Atobe frowned.

With a good memory, he still remembered the name and the people behind it.

"Why, has Atobe read ghost story books?" Shinozu smiled and looked at him.

However, Atobe ignored Renzu's ridicule: "Hiyoshi, you said this author just released a new book? Is she still serializing?"

"In fact, when the magazine was updated to the end, the author disappeared. This time, it is said that the author who has been missing for a long time returns, fills in the end and finishes the series in one go."

"Really?" Atobe nodded in disbelief.

The first thing I do when I get home is to search for information on the Internet.

He thought it was someone else's supplementary writing, but after seeing her recent records on Twitter, he looked carefully at the tone of his speech, and it felt a bit like day and night, but it felt different.

After thinking for a while, Atobe registered a trumpet, followed Shishiye, and then put her on the daily observation list.

No matter who is behind it, the truth will come out one day.

One night, after seeing a new post from Bushiye, he couldn't help but want to chat with the other party in private.

However, he had no idea what to say.

After typing and deleting countless times, it took him more than half an hour to send the first private message.

"Hi, Ye Da, I've been reading your serials since high school, and I'm very glad to see your book published."

He imitated the tone of many brainless fans in her comments and edited this private message. Such a humble tone did not match his high-profile style at first glance.

Unexpectedly, Bushiye returned to him almost instantly.

"I didn't expect to be a regular reader, I am very happy. Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard."

So they chatted without saying a word.

"Ye Da, may I ask, have you been looking for inspiration during the period of disappearance?"

As soon as Atobe sent it out, he felt something was wrong, so he quickly added a sentence.

"Because I have been waiting for a long time, so I can't help but be a little concerned."

"Because I was sick, I had to stop writing."

"Is it all right now?"

"Basically healed."

"That's good, you must take good care of your body!"

"Thank you for your concern."

The first conversation simply ended like this, and Atobe, who has always been proud, is really not very good at striking up a conversation.

With the first chat, there will be the second.

Moreover, Atobe has a faint feeling that he is also very warm to him from time to time, which is completely different from her who is called cold by the outside world.In the beginning, it was Atobe who started the topic almost every time, and then he started to seek him out from time to time.

They talked about the plot of the novel to the ideal of life.Talk about everything.

"Ye Da is a girl, right?"

"Actually, it's not hard to see. Speaking of which, you are very similar to a boy I know."

"What kind of likeness?"

"Inadvertently revealed domineering, but also self-confidence. Has a keen observation ability, and cares more about the beauty of others' hearts than appearance."

It is indeed very similar to himself, Atobe thought silently.

Is it true that time and night are morning sun and seven nights?His doubts were getting bigger and bigger, and he even wanted to ask directly impatiently, but reason still stopped him.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time. I didn't say something very important to him back then, but I haven't been able to find a chance."

"Opportunities are created by ourselves, and you can't wait."

"That's what he said."

"May I ask, what is the relationship between that boy and Ye Da?"

"Save life."

Atobe looked at the last line and was stunned for a long time.

Later, he learned that he had promised to participate in an exclusive interview with a certain magazine, and that magazine was under the Atobe Group.

After pushing away everything that day, he found an excuse to visit the magazine office.

"Master Atobe is here, what's the matter?" The editor-in-chief came out to greet him with a smile.

"Ah, my uncle is just here to see."

"Really?" the editor-in-chief said with a smile, "Speaking of which, there are interviews from time to time today, and they are upstairs."

"This uncle knows."

"I don't know why the always mysterious Bushiye suddenly agreed to our request. The result is really surprising. She is the same age as you, young master."

Atobe remained silent, but quickened his pace upstairs.

Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the door.However, the people inside made him froze in place.