There was a photo of an old man with a wrinkled face on the tombstone, and there were two lines of words engraved on it. It was too dark, so she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't intend to take a closer look.
Because the old man in the photo is smiling, with a pair of old eyes that are hollow and cloudy. Together with his smile, it looks even more sinister in the dark.
Look around again.
There is nothing but weeds.
Instead, they are tombstones standing one after another.
Behind the tombstone is a slightly bulging grave, exuding a cold and ghostly atmosphere, densely packed...
When she was a ghost in the past, Chi Zao had never wandered into cemeteries. She had also seen many ghosts crawling out of graves. She didn't feel scared at that time. However, for some reason, at this moment, even though she was used to seeing ghosts and ghosts.
, but standing in the cemetery, surrounded by countless graves, I just feel hairy all over.
This is a dream...
This is the first time for me to have such a real dream.
She held her breath and looked around, and found that there were still several groups of firelight flickering in front of her.
When she saw the ghost fire deep in the cemetery, she unconsciously raised her steps and walked forward as if she was being controlled.
It seemed like there was something there that was attracting her...
She walked step by step deeper into the cemetery.
Under the illumination of the green will-o'-the-wisp, she saw a thin and embarrassed but extremely beautiful little boy curled up next to a crooked tombstone.
Cold weather, eerie cemetery.
No one would have thought that there would be a living person here.
Chi Zao was also stunned.
She saw the anger in the child.
He is a right person...
But since you are a human being, why are you here...
Chi Zao unconsciously moved his steps and came closer.
The child was about four or five years old. He was wearing Ultraman pajamas with bare feet. The pajamas had already become tattered and dirty. His feet were covered with mud and blood, and his face could not see any of its original color.
His clothes were also dirty, but even so, you could still tell that he looked good-looking, like he was of mixed race.
If it weren't for his short hair and Ultraman pajamas, I would have believed him if he said he was a girl.
But at this moment, this mixed-race boy's face was pale.
He closed his eyes tightly, hugged his little body and leaned against the tombstone, shivering.
Chi Zao hurried forward and wanted to pick him up, "Kid..."
Unexpectedly, her hand went directly through his body.
Chi Zao was stunned.
This feeling...is a bit like the ten years her soul wandered after her death...
It was the same at that time, she couldn't touch anything she wanted to, and her body could go straight through everyone...
And her voice, no matter how much she screamed hysterically, no one could hear her.
Just like now.
Chi Zao looked around blankly, a little confused whether he was in a dream or dead again.
Suddenly the wind blew.
The little boy in front of him trembled and hugged himself tighter.
The wind whistled.
He was shaking badly, not sure whether it was from cold or fear.
The more Chi Zao looked at it, the more distressed he became.
Is this her dream?
If so, then she hopes that this dream will change immediately, that someone will appear and take the little boy away, that this cemetery will turn into a playground in an instant... and that the wind here will stop immediately.
Countless thoughts passed through his mind, and Chi Zao's countless hopes failed to come true. Only the wind suddenly stopped.
The little boy who was curled up next to the tombstone trembled.
Finally slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes are big and beautiful, and the pupils are slightly lighter, which matches his facial features and makes him look more mixed-race. But he is such a cute and beautiful child like a doll, his face is lifeless gray, and his eyes are big
As for Wu Shen, looking at the dark night in front of him, there was only emptiness and despair in his eyes.
No fear, no panic, no collapse.
There is only a void.
and the despair of no longer having any hope in this world.
The vast night sky, the huge world, and he was just a person abandoned outside the world.
Chi Zao was heartbroken.
She stretched out her hand blankly, wanting to hug him.
But he had closed his eyes again.
He hugged himself and leaned against the tombstone. His pale face gradually became numb. He seemed to have given up hope of living.
It's daylight and it's dark again.
But he kept curling up like this, motionless, as if he was dead.
Chi Zao felt as if needles pricking his heart.
Squatting next to him, she murmured: "No, don't give up. Someone will come to save you..."
"You are not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of life... Just hold on, really, hold on..."
