All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

When I walked into the house holding my sister's hand, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater.

The sister called her timidly, but did not respond.

I wanted to shout, but in the end I still didn't shout.

I don't know since when, my mother has been so unfamiliar that I can't open my mouth to call her.

In my heart, there is some inexplicable sadness.

When I was very young, in my memory, my mother was not like this.

She looks pretty when she laughs.

And she likes to laugh a lot.

At that time, we lived in the village.

Mom and Dad always have a great time, and they can often see them smiling.

But later, all this changed.

It seems to have happened after Xin'er was born.

Mom no longer laughs, and can't talk to others.

Even if we moved to the city, she never laughed.

She sits on the sofa every day, knitting sweaters for the baby.

But Xin'er has grown up and can no longer wear the sweaters she knit. She still knits sweaters every day for her daughter.

My father said that my mother was sick and that she would be better in the future.

After my mother's illness healed, my mother would talk to us.

But we waited for a long time, a long time, a long time, Xin'er has grown from a little baby to a little girl bouncing around. After so long, her mother has not spoken to us.

She is in this home, like it is superfluous.

I don't know how long such days will last.

Dad is very hard. Xin'er and I are like orphans at home with no one to take care of. I really want my father to come home.

I want to go to university, and then take my dad and Xin'er to Beijing to see the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, and ***.

But I really want to never have that possibility again.

Dad came back and was injured.

Later it was also amputated.

The family was getting poorer and spending more and more money, and Xiner couldn't buy a jigsaw puzzle if she wanted it.

I feel so useless.

I want to help Dad, I want to be a useful person.

I don't want to see Dad crying quietly when he hides alone.

But why did it end up like that...

That night, it really rained heavily.

I have a cold. The cold is very serious.

The liar-grandmother said that I was hitting evil spirits, and asked my father to hold me down and exorcise evil spirits.

I do not want to go.

But lying on the bed limply, I can't resist even lifting my finger.

I was hugged by my father and went downstairs.

But my father didn't see it. Xin'er also quietly ran out after he was holding me and leaving.

Xin'er squatted on the stairs and looked at us quietly.

Her expression seemed scared.

I really want to talk to her, I really want to comfort her and let her not be afraid.

But the body is really uncomfortable, I really don't even have the strength to speak.

I was taken by my father into the peach house on the first floor, where the light was so dark, the air was so unpleasant, and candles and incense were lit.

The goddess put on a pair of red embroidered shoes for me.

Then I was put in the middle of the peach house by my father, and the goddess began to dance and scream around me.

It's noisy, I'm so uncomfortable.

And my body is so cold.

After putting on those red embroidered shoes, my body is getting colder and colder.

I felt like I had fallen into ice water, shaking all over.

Dimly, I saw a woman.

A woman wearing a red hijab and sitting in a sedan chair to get married.

She seemed to see me too.

When she lifted the hijab, I saw her face.

too horrible……

It is impossible for a living person to have such a scary face.

I tried desperately to run, but it seemed as if I was frozen, I couldn't move at all.

And that woman just looked at me coldly.

I can feel that she is terrible and full of disgust towards me.

Is it because I wore her shoes?

I saw a pair of embroidered shoes exactly like mine on her feet.

Later, I felt the rain falling on my body, making my body wet.

I found that the woman was gone, and I was lying in a frosty pit with a big dark tree above my head.

That is my locust tree, I know.

But why would I lie under the tree?

I want to climb out, but I don't have the strength.

The rain kept falling on my body and drenched me.

I heard what the liar goddess said.

"She is possessed by an evil spirit! If you don't bury it quickly, the Bodhisattva will blame it!"

Then I heard my father's cry.

Was the man standing under the tree crying, the father?

I really want to reach out to help him wipe away his tears and tell him to go back to the house as soon as possible, otherwise he will catch a cold by Yu.

But he raised the shovel and covered me with dirt.

In my vision, the world is getting darker and darker.

I seem to know, I'm already dead.

But why am I still conscious?

What a strange thing.

I was obviously dead and buried under the locust tree by my father. Why am I still conscious?

Why can I still think?

In the dark, I don't know how long I thought about it.

I feel so uncomfortable, so painful.

The physical pain seemed to torment me even though I was dead.

I want to cough, I really want to cough, and I feel stuffy in my chest.

But I'm already dead, why do I still feel stuffy in my chest?

It's weird...really weird...

I really want to figure out what happened.

But no matter what I think, I don't know what happened.

Until I heard Xin'er's cry.

Very close, it seems to be near me.

I am a little anxious.

Why does Xin'er cry?

She cried so sad, what happened?

I really want to see her, I really want to comfort her and protect her.

But I was buried under the locust tree, and I couldn't get out at all.

I'm so anxious, so scared.

I don't know how long it has passed before I found out that I actually crawled out.

I actually crawled out from under the locust tree!

But when I got outside, I found Xin'er's cry was gone.

Xin'er stopped crying.

But I'm still scared.

Why does Xin'er cry? Is it because you can't see me?

I want to see Xin'er, I want to see her.

Then I walked into the house and saw my mother still sitting on the sofa knitting sweaters, the same as before.

And my father is gone, I don't know where he is going.

Mom didn't see me, as if she didn't see me, which is the same as before.

I walked over and gently grabbed her hand.

mother……

I finally yelled it out!

I finally yelled out these two words!

I'm so happy.

And my mother seemed to finally hear my voice.

She raised her head and looked at me.

Mother's face became paler and whiter.

The skin all over her became paler and paler.

Become like me.

I'm so happy.

I asked her, mother, have you seen Xin'er?

Mother shook her head and did not speak.

It seems that my mother's illness is still not healed, and she is still stunned.

But my mother actually responded to me, I'm so happy.

I continued to look in the house, and I began to call Xin'er's name.

But Xiner never answered me.

I searched and searched, searched and searched, I don't know how long I searched, and finally I found Xin'er.

This little naughty man actually hid in the coffin.

I told her tomorrow morning that hide-and-seek can't hide in a coffin.

But she actually hid in the coffin.

And she was cold all over, how I told her to ignore me.

Why does Xin'er ignore me?

what! I see.

Xin'er died just like me.

This little naughty man was smothered quietly hiding in the coffin.

Really disobedient, blame has to answer me.

But it's okay, Xin'er, don't be afraid, sister is here.

There is no need to be afraid of having a sister.

I reached out and grabbed her.

Seeing the little Xin'er in the coffin slowly opened her eyes, I was so happy.

Our family is reunited again...

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The morning sun pierced Yang Xuming's eyes a little bit pain.

When he was asleep, he consciously blocked his eyes with his hands, and then slowly opened his eyes.

wake.

The first thing that catches the eye is the familiar ceiling.

In a daze, Yang Xuming sat up slowly.

He looked out the window.

Although it is covered by curtains, the sunlight outside the window is still strong and a little dazzling.

It seems that the time is late.

Yang Xuming checked the time. It was 12:30 noon.

"It looks like I had a good night's sleep last night..."

Yang Xuming looked at the pillow and found that the red candle was standing there quietly, not burning.

It seems that the ghost didn't come to harass him last night?

Is it because of the red shoes he hung behind the door?

Yang Xuming stared at the embroidered shoes in a daze, speechless for a long time.

He seemed to have a long nightmare last night.

In his dream, he saw the life of a little girl.