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"Come hide and seek."

That light and mysterious voice, like a chuckle, said so.

"It's the same for you to be a ghost. If you are found before dark, you win. I'll count one, two, three, let's start!"

The field of vision was dark, and the sound of the wind and the light falling on the leaves was so quiet.

After recovering his vision again, Su Lingran could no longer see himself.

Or to be precise, he saw another self.

The other Su Lingran comforted Wen Rui who was next to him, kept silent, and smiled speciously.As if whatever was going on was interesting enough for him.

The young Mr. System who went to check came back, his expression was as calm as ever, and he shook his head at them.

That "Su Lingran" frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "It seems that today is not enough, it's getting dark, can we come again tomorrow?"

He looked at the young Mr. System, the hint of tomorrow is of course returning to the town where they came from, after nightfall, returning the same as today.

The young Mr. System looked calm and unwavering: "It is possible, but there is no guarantee that it will still be in this timeline."

"Su Lingran" seemed slightly surprised, and said with a gentle smile, "Really? It sounds interesting. Or, you can continue with our previous plan. Let's see if Mr. Yun Lian, who is ruined and in despair, can attract that thing."

He chuckled slightly, as if amused.

Su Lingran was standing beside them, but obviously no one noticed that he had been replaced.

After all, this "Su Lingran", with his looks and expressions, looks very much like him in every way.

It's not an exaggeration to say that you look in the mirror, but there is still a subtle difference in breath.

The young Mr. System didn't notice anything, he was thinking about something, and insisted on trying to implement the previous plan.

"Su Lingran" said: "Compared to this, I'm a little curious. How can we leave this... nightmare world and go back to the watch world."

The young Mr. System frowned slightly: "The watch world? You call our world the watch world?"

"Su Lingran" blinked, and his pupils curved slightly: "Ah, this... the nightmare world, it's better to call it the inner world."

Is this thing trying to move from the inner world to the outer world?

Su Lingran tried to contact Mr. System, but failed.

It was useless to call him by his name or touch him.

On the other hand, "Su Lingran" gently moved his eyes with a smile, and gave him a disapproving glance, as if saying: You can't cheat.

The young Mr. System did not answer him directly, but said calmly: "You will know after dark. Since that thing can communicate directly with people, it may hear us. Even if it is a plan made before, the other party may have already hear."

"Su Lingran" his eyes were slightly bent, his eyes were slightly empty, and he smiled lightly as if he was distressed and helpless: "Ah. If this is the case, what should I do?"

The young Mr. System's clear and sharp face was expressionless: "It's nothing to do. Let's act separately, there will be a 50.00% chance of winning. The teacher will follow the old lady, and I will be responsible for Wen Rui's safety. He will always find the same thing." .Before dark, from 07:30 to [-]:[-], meet at the old place at the school gate."

So, they separated like this.

"Su Lingran" smiled and watched them go away with gentle and harmless eyes.

"Tell me, did he notice something?" He said to Su Lingran who was calm and silent.

Su Lingran looked at his opponent who was exactly like him, and his eyes were clear with An Ran: "What do you call you?"

"Su Lingran" eyes slightly bent, and smiled with a good temper: "Just call me a ghost. Don't you call me that? That thing or something sounds really random. Why don't you just call me a ghost."

"What are you doing?" Su Lingran looked at him curiously, "Is it you who dominate and create this place you call the inner world?"

The ghost chuckled, he didn't know whether he was like this in the first place, or because he used Su Lingran's identity, until now, when it was only him and Su Lingran, his words and deeds were also very similar to Su Lingran.

"It's not like that. I don't have such a powerful force. If you're curious, you can come and take a look."

The ghost walked towards the cemetery. Under the cloudy and gloomy weather, of course there was no one in the cemetery.

The old lady in brightly colored old clothes just now was gone too.

But none of this affected the ghost's pace. He walked in an unhurried and unhurried manner, like a stroll in a courtyard, with a clear and clear direction.

"The weather is nice, isn't it?" Ghost and Su Lingran had a pleasant and relaxed smile on their identical faces, and they squinted their eyes slightly, as if they were comfortable.

Su Lingran walked with him: "If you like cloudy clouds and cold wind, then it is indeed a good weather."

"Why don't you like it? The most popular thing about the world is its weather."

They chatted and walked to the door of a dilapidated hut far away from human habitation and full of rubbish.

The ghost smiled and gently knocked on the door. After knocking three times, he pushed the door open without hesitation: "Come in, no one should be able to open the door."

Su Lingran walked in with him.

The old and dilapidated hut was not as messy as imagined, it was empty and tidy.

The repaired old furniture table had a lame leg and was carefully fixed by the owner, padded with polished wood blocks.

On the lacquered table, there are a few blooming wildflowers inserted in a porcelain vase with a corner missing. Even if there is a lack of water, the branches are still working hard to bloom.

The fragrance of the flowers could not dilute the smell of aging and death in the room.

Lying on the small bed was a thin and bright person.

This old man, who is like a wild flower in a broken vase, looks at the stranger who broke in quietly with a smile.

The ghost walked to the bed and looked at it with a gentle smile: "Aging is really a cruel thing, and so is love, isn't it?"

The person who seemed to be dead just looked at him quietly, motionless.

"I know what you want to say, you have no love, aging and death have come."

The person on the bed who was too old to speak was still smiling, as if he was used to smiling at all the ridicule and suffering, but his eyes were lonely, but he seemed to be used to it.

The ghost squatted down in front of the bed, holding the old and rough finger like a dead branch.

His voice was light and gentle, not like a human voice: "Don't worry. Of course I didn't come to remind you and sarcasm you. I have been watching you since you were a child. You are a gentle little boy." Boy, though, you prefer being a girl. You don't like fighting, hurting people. You like animals, flowers, pretty dresses."

So, is this old grandma actually a grandpa?

Su Lingran was slightly surprised.

The soft voice of the ghost continued: "They don't satisfy your tiny wishes. I am as hard to understand as you are. It is clearly a beautiful wish not to hurt anyone. Why is it treated violently? Human beings are really cruel."

The old man on the bed still looked peaceful, but quiet tears flowed from the corners of his smiling eyes.

The ghost paused for a moment and chuckled: "But, you are a good boy. Even though you were abandoned and bullied, you still grew up well. You are really amazing. You work hard and live alone, and you buy beautiful dresses for yourself. .There isn't a girl in this whole town more beautiful than you. I swear it's true."

There was a pure and shy smile on the old man's tearful face, and his cloudy eyes seemed to glow, like the praise he only heard once in his life.

"I've been watching you all the time. I know that even if you've lived your whole life in mocking and attacking eyes, your eyes are warm when you smile. I saw you helping a child throwing stones at you, making her Don’t be bullied. Seeing you smile at those innocent and ignorant children, seeing your silent kindness.”

The old soul was lying on the old and lonely bed. His body was dead, but his soul was smiling and weeping, and the loneliness in those brows and eyes dissipated little by little in the tears.

The ghost held his hand, with a soft and smiling voice, like a dream: "Okay, why are you crying? The nightmare time is over, it's time to wake up."

In the hazy mountains, the breeze blows the wildflowers on the windowsill.

In the dark, dead and aging room, in front of the silent dead body on the bed, a tall and thin girl stood there.

Although the girl has an Adam's apple and her facial features are slightly tough, she still carefully applies cheap skin care products and perfume.Wearing a bright floral dress that was well washed.The Adam's apple is covered with a beautiful ribbon.

His clear and warm eyes were bright and kind, and he was looking forward to something with a smile, as if preparing for a date.

There was a tinge of praise in the ghost's smiling eyes, and he stretched out his hand: "Beautiful girl, can I invite you to my ball?"

The girl shrinks her hands, smiles warmly, shy and inferior.

The door behind the ghost opened, and there was a dark street. In the distance, there seemed to be female companions talking and laughing in twos and threes, waving to this place.

The ghost opened the door behind him and said softly, "It's the school dance, and your companion is calling you."

There was a hint of doubt and hesitation on the shy and inferior face, as if remembering that he had not had any friendly companions, only rejection, spurning, and insults called perverts and lunatics.

But soon, he seemed to recall all the moments of being treated tenderly in his life, his face shone slightly, showing anticipation and peace of mind.

He pulled the hem of the skirt, bowed slightly, and whispered in a thin voice, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to run to his companions.

They laughed, took his hand, and joined the singing and dancing crowd.

The door is closed.

Only Su Lingran watched quietly from the beginning to the end, looking at the old man on the small bed who didn't know how long he had been dead.

So, what they saw in the cemetery just now was already a ghost?

"Do you invite dead people to your ball?"

The ghost chuckled, he really likes to laugh, he smiled softly and softly: "That's not the case. Those lonely souls called me, and when they heard it, they couldn't help but see it. It was they who wanted to go to the dance party, and I just liked it Fulfilling the wishes of these lovely souls. They want to love, and be loved. Life is too short, but love can last longer than death. Why can't this tiny wish be granted?"

Su Lingran said calmly: "Even if it invades the world and space of living people, doesn't it matter?"

The ghost blinked and said gently: "This is too unreasonable. This is where they lived when they were still alive. Why do they lose their access completely after they die?"

Su Lingran was also very gentle, and said calmly: "Of course it's because the dead don't pay taxes."