At that time, my eyes were filled with the scene of the female ghost lying on the ground, shaking, and calling this bastard's name with tears in her eyes. Oh, how many lives and happiness in the second half of your life have been sacrificed because of your lower body?
!
I immediately overturned the table, picked up another wine bottle from the ground, and shone it at the guy who was covering his head.
I looked at his head being hit and bleeding profusely. He reacted and shouted at me: "Are you crazy?!" After saying that, he picked up a stool and hit me.
Yes. Am I crazy? I am crazy. I am so angry at you, a bastard! I avoided the stool he threw at me, clenched my fist, and hit him on the nose with a right hook. Maybe.
I used too much force, and my little fingernail pricked a big gash in the palm of my hand. Blood flowed down between my fingers.
I gritted my teeth and looked at him. He had been knocked to the ground by me. He seemed to be disfigured. I spat at him expressionlessly and said to him: "You are still alive, but you don't know the dead."
What does it feel like? In fact, you are the one who deserves to die the most."
Just then, I heard the door open, and Dong Shanshan happened to see this scene after entering. She was stunned, and the beer in her hand fell to the ground and broke.
She cried and looked at me, and I saw the word "disappointment" in her eyes. Yes, I let her down. I said I would never fight again. But today, I kissed her the most
My brother was beaten half to death.
I didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, and she didn't say a word. She just walked forward quickly and helped Dong Sizhe into the bedroom and bandaged him, while I just stood here stupidly.
The little alcohol in her body was now evaporated with sweat. After bandaging Dong Sizhe, she put on her clothes and walked out the door. I quickly grabbed her.
She shook my hand away hard, and tears kept flowing from her eyes. She was very sad, but I didn't know how to explain it to her, and this was indeed something I couldn't explain.
"Cui Zuofei, I don't want my boyfriend to be a gangster. You really disappoint me!"
After she finished speaking, she ran downstairs. I stood in the corridor, listening to her crying getting farther and farther away, and I was confused. Did I do something wrong again? And what did I do wrong?
I've fallen out of love again. I only have this answer in my mind now. However, this time I don't feel regretful.
In this real society, there are many things that we dare to get angry about but dare not speak out. There are also many things that we are powerless to do. We can only silently accept many harmonious rules. Once you stand up and speak for the weak, you often
You have to pay a considerable price. But if you don't stand up, those weak people will have to continue to suffer in silence.
What a brilliant word. I helped that female ghost stand out today, so I have to pay the price.
I put on my down jacket, and suddenly an idea came to my mind. His grandma had already done this job anyway, so why not get it right at once.
I walked to the bedroom. Dong Sizhe was lying on the bed. Apparently he was still drunk and was moaning. After I closed the curtains, I took out the plastic bottle from my pocket. I tore off the charm on it and unscrewed it.
Lift the bottle cap.
Dong Sizhe, if you ruined a woman's life, you must take responsibility and spend the rest of your life repenting to the dead woman.
A puff of green smoke floated out. Although I couldn't see the female ghost now, I could feel that she had gotten into Dong Sizhe's bed. I seemed to hear its joyful voice, saying quietly: Sizhe, Sizhe
Zhe.
How many infatuated women are there in the world? It seems that she got what she wanted this time and followed him until he died.
I put away the bottle and tidied my clothes.
I picked up the scarf, folded it neatly with a wry smile, and gently placed it on the table of Dong Sizhe's house. Dong Shanshan, I love you, but it seems that we are not meant for each other.
After everything was done, I walked out of the door. I closed the door gently and heard a voice clearly.
Qin Aide, thank you.
I went downstairs with a wry smile, lit a cigarette and held it in my mouth. The weather in this city was very strange. It was still sunny in the morning, but now it was snowing. The snow was falling quite heavily, and it was fluttering.
Snow fell on my head and shoulders. When I raised my head, the snow fell into my eyes and melted into water.
I sowed the seeds of misfortune in the past, and now I will reap the rewards.
Maybe this is all destined. To a certain extent, the female ghost finally got married, and I got what I deserved.
Suddenly I felt empty and didn't want to take a taxi, so I walked aimlessly in the snow. The urchins on the roadside started a snowball fight in twos and threes. Once upon a time, I was as carefree as them, thinking that everything around me was
They are all gardens.
But when I grow up, I realize that no matter what happens, it is unsatisfactory. Maybe this is fate. I now have abilities that others cannot have, but I can't get the minimum love that ordinary people can get. My first time
Believe in fate.
A person who practices Taoism has five shortcomings and three shortcomings. It was not until a long time later that I accidentally looked up the dictionary and discovered that the word "lone" actually has many interpretations. One of the meanings is to be alone without a wife.
Finally, I discovered that my life and my destiny had been quietly rewritten since the day I practiced "Sanqingshu".
I am destined to be alone. I can't change it.
Have you ever thought that man can conquer nature? In fact, I have thought of it too, more than once. But I later discovered that no matter how I resisted fate, the ruthless fate would still automatically change my ending, just like this time. Who could have thought of that?
Dong Sizhe is actually Dong Shanshan’s brother.
At least I haven't regretted it yet, that's fine. As I thought about it, I started to smile bitterly again, so I walked firmly towards the school.
Behind you, the sky is still full of snow. Snow does give people a sense of tranquility. The city of Harbin is still as before, sometimes noisy and sometimes peaceful.
After returning to school, I returned to my former self, but the only thing that made me happy was that I didn't continue to be negative, because at least I was still alive. As long as I was alive, there was always hope.
A month later, on the 15th night, I used well water to paint the mirror in the bathroom and connected it to the passage to the underworld. Looking at this little old man, I still felt so kind.
After Uncle Jiu saw me, he was very happy after confirming that I was fine. He asked me how the female ghost was doing.
I didn't tell Uncle Jiu the truth, I just told him that the female ghost was stubborn, so I took care of her.
After hearing this, Uncle Jiu made an exception and praised me once. He said that he didn't expect that I still had some wisdom, and that as long as I practiced hard, I would achieve great success in the future.
But that's not what I care about. I asked Uncle Jiu: "If that female ghost doesn't become a Ji Yin Ji Sha, then does she still have any harm?"
Uncle Jiu answered me: "If it doesn't become a very evil spirit, it is just a wandering spirit. But if a person is haunted by it, that person will be sick and prone to disasters throughout his life until the possessed person dies.
Afterwards, the wandering soul will enter the Yin City together with the dead person, traveling more than half a step."
I understand, then let the female ghost accompany Dong Sizhe all the time. The two of them can't die together, but they can be reincarnated together. Isn't this great?
After asking Uncle Jiu for some necessary common sense in the "Sanqingshu", Uncle Jiu said there was something going on over there and left first. I put away the mirror, returned to the dormitory and lay on the bed. I thought to myself secretly.
Thinking about Dong Shanshan, thinking about the female ghost, thinking about the so-called destiny, and thinking about things that I couldn't possibly figure out at that time.
I feel that sometimes, the human heart is uglier than ghosts, so I secretly made up my mind to use my own point of view to evaluate good and evil. This is my Yin-Yang way!