stories that happened on a specific occasion

"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

My police friend T, finally contacted me.But after meeting me, he actually asked such a question.

I looked at his left leg in a plaster cast and the gauze wrapped around his body, and didn't know how to answer.

"What? You, a people's policeman, would believe this?" I teased him.

"Don't talk nonsense." T raised his hand and continued to ask, "Do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

I sighed and replied with a smile, "Maybe."

T was lying on the bed with a thoughtful expression.

Since the last contact with him, T has been involved in a transnational drug trafficking case. The case was solved, but he was also injured due to work.At this time, he suddenly called me and said that he hoped to meet and chat with me.

At first, I thought that he only came to me because of the thing he asked me before, but after we met, I found out that there seemed to be other things.

"Why don't you stay in the hospital? I think your injury seems serious." I said.

T didn't speak, and handed me a few pages of documents first.

I took it and found that it was Zuo Zhenzhen's personal information.

"The person you were looking for is indeed not in the city and region you mentioned." The friend laughed dryly and said, "He lives upstairs from your house. Aren't you joking about the people's police?"

I shook my head, but I didn't know how to explain it. I just accepted the information and changed the subject: "Why do you suddenly become interested in the theory of ghosts and gods?"

The friend was silent for a few seconds, then put on a light expression and said, "It's nothing, just asking. Are you an expert in this area?"

Hearing him call it that made me feel miserable.Only then did I realize that my friends had always thought that my work was no different from that of a fortune teller or a Taoist priest.Speaking of which, I carefully explained to him that I am just a magazine editor and writer, and I have absolutely no special abilities of flying into the sky, escaping from the earth, exorcising ghosts and subduing demons.

The friend shook his head and said, "I know you have a record."

I asked and found out.When I went to the old building with Z for the first time, I was suspected of being a drug addict, so I was taken to the police station for interrogation and a statement was recorded.

"Wouldn't it be a record for this?" I asked.

T shook his head and said, "I just saw it when I checked the relevant case records when I was jointly handling the case. I saw this name, isn't it your kid's real name?"

I was a little embarrassed, and continued to explain.

"Have you read the statement of the driver who reported the crime?"

After listening to my reductive account of that incident, my friend frowned and asked me.

I shook my head.

"The driver said, you are the only one." T said.

I was puzzled, and explained again that I went with this person named Zuo Zhenzhen.

T pointed to the information handed over to me, motioning for me to check it myself.

After I flipped through a few pages, I found that Zuo Zhenzhen did not have a smooth life last year.In addition to what she told me about the fact that the establishment could not be changed to a regular position and that the work had been restricted, I did not expect that she had a car accident.Judging from the records, the driver who caused the accident not only failed to take her to the hospital, but also tried to escape.Fortunately, a passer-by called the police in time, and she was saved after being in a coma for a few days, and she also successfully obtained the claim.

The time when Zuo Zhenzhen was hospitalized in a car accident was the first time I went to the old building with Z.

The same person cannot appear in two different places.This is common sense.

"The driver's statement made it very clear that you were the only one. But you looked suspicious and kept talking to yourself. You went to such a remote place by yourself, so you became suspicious and called the police." After T finished speaking, he was serious again. asked me: "You don't really take drugs, do you?"

"Of course not!" I replied firmly.

But, I can't figure it out.

Regarding Zuo Zhenzhen, there are really too many doubts and questions, and it is impossible to check and find answers for a while.

"That's the hell with you kid."

T also affirmed such a conclusion.

Right here, T's wife pushed the door open, heard our conversation, handed me a cup of tea, and said, "You're a policeman, you just keep talking about these weird things."

"How can I?" My friend pointed at me anxiously and said, "Listen to what he said, what else could it be if it wasn't a hell?"

"Oh, you know again."

The couple stood in front of me like this, and you started arguing with each other.

I'm not good at dealing with such things, internal conflicts need to be digested internally, so I just sat aside and giggled.

"Then tell me, why are you rushing out of the hospital? You are clamoring to go home without removing the stitches from the wound." T's wife said suddenly.

In fact, I am also curious. Based on my friend's injury, it is estimated that he will not be able to leave the hospital in ten days and a half months.

"Listen to what he said, and laugh at him."

After my friend's wife said this to me, she left the room.

I looked at T and asked, "You don't take drugs, do you?"

He picked up the pillow and threw it at me, saying: "Be careful what you say, I was injured in arresting drug dealers."

I couldn't help laughing out loud, but after hearing him talk about the case, my heart sank again.

In this case, T was lucky to be seriously injured.None of these drug dealers are vegetarians, they have all the weapons in their hands, and they are also ruthless in their actions.On the way to chase, there have been several gun attacks and ambushes, and there was even a bomb attack.My friend was injured in that assault. Although several major drug dealers were arrested and brought to justice in the end, unfortunately, several policemen also died heroically.

Because the bomb exploded at a relatively short distance, although his life was saved, his ribs and thigh bones on one side of the friend were fractured due to the violent impact, the subcutaneous muscles were torn, and the skin suffered burns to varying degrees.Fortunately, no internal organs were injured, so it was regarded as a life saved.However, he was supposed to still be receiving treatment in the hospital, but he insisted on leaving the hospital a few days after admission.

To the outside world, he has always said that he doesn't want to waste national resources, and that he can go home to recuperate as a rough old man.But in fact, at the risk of wound infection, he told his wife that the reason why he insisted on going home was because of a ghost.

T's story

Although, I have been a policeman for some years.But it was also the first time for T to experience such a serious injury.

Because of his meritorious arrest, the police station rewarded him with second-class merit.Therefore, during the hospitalization period, in addition to the friends who came to visit, there were also some friends who came to congratulate me.

However, no matter how lively the day is.After dark, T needs to stay alone in the hospital.

T lived in a double ward, but unfortunately, the comrade who was sent to this ward with him passed away due to serious injuries on the night he was sent.In this way, the bed remained empty.

T, who woke up from the coma, never dared to ask about the other bed. He could only sigh silently in grief and rejoice that he survived.

T has a friend who also participated in this operation.Before the case was over, the two agreed that once the case was over, they would have a drink, eat meat, and sleep well.

On the second day after T just woke up, this good friend came to visit him.

"Don't forget our agreement." The friend said, "Get well soon."

The two smiled at each other, but didn't speak again.

"I heard that four people were sacrificed?" T asked.

The friend nodded, trying to hide the red eye sockets, turned his head to look to the other side of the room, and sighed deeply.

"Take a good rest and don't think too much." The friend said, "I'll come see you tomorrow."

The past few days in the hospital were really difficult for T.

I have to endure the pain of the wound during the day and pass the time alone at night.Because of his newborn son, his wife couldn't accompany him all the time, so the ward became deserted at night.

In order to let T rest in peace, the nurse will close the partition curtain on one side of the bed after the night inspection.

Whenever this happened, T would lie on the hospital bed and sigh uncontrollably, looking forward to the morning.

T said that from that day on, he felt that things had become weird.

The next day, my friend arrived as promised.

T, who just woke up from a nap, suddenly found his friend sitting beside his bed without a sound, which shocked him.

"Why don't you wake me up." T said to his friend.

The friend shook his head, looking very bad.Hesitant to speak, he kept licking his dry lips.

"What's wrong?" T asked.

The friend remained silent for a while, and then said: "I heard that the people who died on the spot were all relatively close to the center of the explosion, and only part of them were found."

T was not yet ready to receive the information, he only felt that the wound was starting to ache again.

"The bureau has notified the family members." The friend continued.

T nodded and stopped talking.

Seeing this, my friend didn't continue talking.After chatting about other innocuous topics for a while, my friend suddenly got up.

"Don't disturb your rest."

The friend lowered his voice and said, intending to leave.He walked to the door, turned around and glanced in T's direction before leaving.Then he said, "I'll see you again tomorrow."

Not long after his friend left, T's wife also came.

T mentioned to his wife that a colleague who came to visit him before seemed to have suffered quite a blow.I haven't seen her for a few days, she seems to have lost a lot of weight, and the clothes seem to be hanging on her body, without texture.

"He just left before you came," T said.

"Really? But I don't see anyone," said the wife.

T didn't think there was anything wrong, he probably just missed it.But the wife said again: "You should have heard that the colleague who came to your house for your birthday last year was confirmed to have died in the line of duty."

"Which one?" T asked hurriedly.

But my wife couldn't describe it clearly either. After all, she was an uncommon person, and I couldn't remember her name or appearance.

"It seems to be the person next to you that day." The wife said.

T suddenly felt a "buzz" in his head, and fell into a blank.Wasn't the colleague sitting next to me that day the friend who came to visit me this morning?

T suddenly remembered that before his friend left, he would come to visit him tomorrow.

From that moment on, for the first time, T no longer looked forward to daylight.But it doesn't mean that nothing will happen at night.

T recalled that he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or it happened in reality.That night, he always felt that there was someone else in that room besides himself.

The space cut off by the curtain is no longer reassuring.

T couldn't fall asleep for a long time, he turned on the bedside lamp, and couldn't stop looking at other places in the room.

This room is simply furnished, except for two beds and partition curtains, there are bedside tables and chairs.

This partition curtain is not floor-standing, and it is still about [-] centimeters away from the ground.Because of this, T can see that there is a chair on the other side of the partition curtain, placed sideways against the partition curtain.

T didn't know why, but when he saw the chair behind the curtain, he couldn't move his eyes.

Unable to move freely, T raised his head slightly, squinting at the chair legs exposed under the curtain.I always feel that if I look away, something disturbing will appear.

T keeps staring at the chair leg.

The hospital was very quiet late at night, and there was almost no sound even outside the window.

T just kept staring at the position of the chair legs. He was really tired. He felt the pain of the wound, so he moved his neck.

At this time, T realized that some changes had taken place in the seat part on the leg of the chair that he had been staring at just now.

It seemed that something was slowly approaching the curtain, and some shapes gradually emerged from the thin curtain. T reluctantly raised his upper body and watched carefully.

That is clearly a person.

T could tell from the slightly raised shape that the man was sitting with his back facing him, and was getting closer to the curtain bit by bit.The contours of the head, shoulders, and back gradually became clearly visible.

T gasped and held his breath.

I looked under the curtain again, and there were still only a few slender chair legs with paint peeling off, nothing else.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

But no footsteps.

Then, the partition curtain was pulled open with a "wow".

T let out a cry of fright.

It's the patrolling nurse.Apparently, she was also taken aback by T.

"What's wrong?" the nurse asked.

T was speechless and shook his head.

The nurse changed T's infusion solution and checked the wound again.

But T kept looking at the chair behind the nurse, which was empty.

When the nurse was about to leave, T said to the nurse, "Can you do me a favor?"

So, that night, the chair was placed in an invisible corner of the room.

The next day, T still felt unresolved, but the drugs for the past few days also made him feel a little dazed.So, for what happened that night, T finally thought that maybe it was just a nightmare.

However, the chair was indeed placed in the corner.

T sighed several times in a row, not knowing whether it was the wound or the space, made him more and more flustered.

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened again.

T originally thought that he would find an outlet for his uneasiness.But leaning forward, he saw that his friend was standing straight at the door.

He looked gaunter than yesterday.

When the friend came to T's bedside, he first forced out a smile.Gradually, the face became distorted, and tears suddenly poured out of the wrinkled face, and finally stood by T's side and cried unscrupulously.

"I went to the funeral today." After the friend finished speaking, he poured out the rest of his sorrow.

T was a little hesitant, but still stretched out his hand silently, and held his friend's hand.

It's not as cold as imagined, but warm.

Speaking of this, T couldn't help but tears welled up in his eyes.

"It seems that your friend is not a ghost." I said carefully.

T smiled and shook his head.

"Of course not." T said, "He came home for dinner yesterday."

Hearing this made me feel a little more relaxed.

"But you know, what did he say to me after crying that day?" T looked at me and asked.

Of course I don't know.

T told me that after my friend cried bitterly that day, the suppressed emotions dissipated a lot.Instead, he smiled and said to T: "I didn't dare to mention this matter in front of people for the past two days, and I was holding back my discomfort. Seeing that your roommate was discharged from the hospital today, I have vented it."

Hearing this, I froze for a moment.

"But you're the only one in that ward, aren't you?" I asked.

T nodded and said:''He said that there was always a person sitting on the chair next to the bed, and every time he saw him, he always turned his back to him. ''

Later, T told me that the dead colleagues mentioned by his wife were indeed not friends who came to visit him every day.But someone else.On my birthday last year, the person sitting on my left was this good friend, and it was true.However, the one sitting on the right side of T is the one the wife mentioned.

T learned from his friend that he was going to attend the funeral of that colleague that day.However, he was also the one who died of serious injuries on the bed next to him.

"The three of us graduated from the same police academy, and were assigned to the same district. We were hired on the same day, and the police uniforms we received..."

T lowered his head and covered his eyes with one hand.

I don't know what to say, I saw tears dripping on T's quilt.

After leaving T's house, I looked at the scenery in June in front of me.What was once a bleak scene is now a different kind of thriving scene.

By the way, I came to the small park where I commute every day.The lotus in the pond has already bloomed, the willows on the bank have grown green leaves, and their soft branches are swinging in the breeze; the peonies are blooming in the distance, and the roses are also full of buds at this time, and there is a faint fragrance of jasmine from nowhere. .

Some people will never see such a beautiful time.

For some reason, I remembered a poem by Gu Cheng.

I know eternity is coming, it's not sad

In the pine forest lies my wish

There is a sea below, it looks like a pool from a distance

A little with me is the afternoon sun

The time is up, the world is long

I should rest in the middle

Passers-by say the branches are low

People who pass by say that the branches are growing

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Song Chunqi