I looked at Lulu secretly. Lulu was indeed embarrassed. Lulu was most afraid of others being nice to her. She pushed her bowl of shrimps to Fang Zhongyu: "Well, then you can eat this bowl."
I also pushed it forward.
But Fang Zhongyu still finished the shrimps in silence and returned them to us.
Finally, we put all the shrimps on empty plates and everyone ate them together.
"Did you two grow up together?" Fang Zhongyu looked at us with a somewhat envious look.
I took my chopsticks and poured them into the bowl: "There are three of us."
"What about the third person?"
"I don't know, he should be going to a big city in the south with his parents now." Thinking of Xiaopang, I felt a little sad. He said he wouldn't hate me, but the day we were stopped at the entrance of the village, he was clearly very scared.
I.
"I will never be friends with Chaoyang again!" Lulu was so angry that she called Xiaopang by his name.
Fang Zhongyu clicked his tongue: "We grew up together, why are you so stubborn? Look at Yun Nuanting, you are very quiet."
Lulu glanced at him faintly, and Fang Zhongyu immediately lowered his head to pick up the rice, and all he could see was the shiny black back of his head.
I sighed in my heart. Actually, Lulu and I were not like this before.
I used to be very noisy, but Lulu was relatively quiet, and her quietness didn't change even after her parents died.
But since the day we were hated by the villagers and I was beaten with vegetables by my aunts and uncles, Lulu has changed, like a firecracker that can explode anytime and anywhere.
I have also changed. I don’t want to cause trouble, and I want my second uncle to worry less.
Alas, fate plays tricks on people.
"Yun Nuanting?"
"ah?"
"Why do you sigh like an old man?"
"..."
It was around ten o'clock in the evening and I was so sleepy that the adults outside finished their meal.
The second uncle first sent the drunk Uncle Song back, while Aunt Fang was busy cleaning up outside. When the second uncle came back, the house was bright again.
Hey, it would be nice to have a woman at home, but it’s a pity that my second uncle has no wife.
The second uncle thanked Aunt Fang and watched Aunt Fang lead Fang Zhongyu back.
As soon as the door closed, Lulu quickly handed the piece of paper left by Fang Zhongyu to her second uncle: "Second uncle, look at it."
The second uncle took it and looked down. His eyes almost popped out when he saw it: "What is this?"
"Color contact lenses!"
“Where to buy?”
"foreign!"
"..." The second uncle rubbed his face and turned to look at me on the bed, "Girl Yun, the second uncle is trying to find a way to find someone to buy a pair from abroad."
"Second uncle, it might be very expensive." I shook my head in disapproval. Second uncle used to live a good life on his own, but now he has Lulu and us, and he has to spend money constantly. I saw him smoking cigarettes today.
From box cigarettes to dry cigarettes.
I feel sorry for my second uncle.
The second uncle smiled, and the fine lines in his eyes deepened: "It's okay. If the money is not enough, the second uncle will just go earn it. You have to earn it anyway."
The second uncle urged Lulu and us to go to bed.
We didn't have time to buy curtains today, and the starlight scattered in through the window, reflecting on Lulu's even-breathing little face.
She didn't sleep very peacefully, her brows were furrowed tightly. Lulu usually made some gestures when sleeping, but today she restrained herself like a carrying pole, standing straight up, maybe because of discomfort.
That didn't stop her from kicking the quilt to the ground.
Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind in the room.
I struggled to get up and turn to her side, pick up the quilt and cover her, and then returned to my side. My butt hurt so much that all the flesh on my body was throbbing.
I turned over, endured the pain and changed into a more comfortable position, and fell asleep in a daze.
Halfway through my sleep, I suddenly felt something pressing on me, and a cold wind blew on my exposed neck, as if someone was lying on me and blowing air on my neck.
Something's wrong!
I had goosebumps and hairs all over my body. I wanted to open my eyes to see, but my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn’t open them at all, and I couldn’t move my hands or feet!
I know this situation!
It turns out that someone asked my mother to do this!
It’s a ghost pressing the bed!!!
Is there really a ghost in the house? The remaining breath I feel is not the lingering evil spirit?!
I'm so panicked and scared. The ghost is pressing down on me. What does he want to do?
I felt a pair of stiff little hands slowly squeezing my neck. His fingers gradually tightened, and I became more and more out of breath!
I really wanted to scream, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make a sound!
My head started to blur, and my lungs were about to explode!
Just when I was about to lose consciousness completely, I heard the sound of a pair of shoes falling to the ground in the living room, and then the feeling in my body suddenly disappeared!
I was panting heavily, and my whole body was covered in cold sweat.
I opened my eyes in horror and heard a crisp, tired voice coming from the living room: "Why is it gone again?"
There really is a ghost!
I must see where he is and ask my second uncle to drive him away!
I covered my butt and ran out, but when I opened the door, I saw an acquaintance.
Lu Qi was tall and thin in black clothes. He was holding the book of life and death in his hand, leaning against the balcony door, lowering his head to study.
The cool starlight hit the white back of his neck.
He seemed to notice that I was looking at him. He paused slightly and turned to look at me.
His side face was so beautiful under the starlight that it was unreal, but! He just wanted to kill me! He was the only ghost in this room! It must be him!
"Kid, why are you here?" He raised his lips towards me and slightly opened his sleepy, half-closed eyes.
I was angry and scared, and my whole body was trembling. I pursed my lips and stared at him: "You, why do you want to kill me?"
"Huh?" There was doubt in his dark eyes.
...I hesitated again. His eyes were clear and gentle, so how could he kill me?
...But, when he was at the train station, he also looked at me like this, didn't he still crush a bad guy to death?
But he also saved me!
But... that has nothing to do with him wanting to kill me now.
There is a war between heaven and man in my heart.
Lu Qi's hand holding the book dropped and he took a step towards me. I immediately took a step back as if facing a formidable enemy: "Hiss——"
Butt hurts.
Lu Qi stopped and pressed his forehead and heart, his tone seemed to be a little helpless: "Why should I kill a child of yours?"
"There are no other ghosts in this room, so who is the ghost that just lay on me and strangled my neck?" My heart was pounding, and I said forcefully.
Lu Qi narrowed his eyes, suddenly disappeared from the spot, and reappeared in front of me in just a second.
I was so frightened that I wanted to run back, but he squatted in front of me and immediately raised his arms, blocking my waist and preventing me from moving.
I was shaking so hard that I almost turned into a sieve.
"Kid, I don't have any weird habits." He said as he lowered his eyelids a little further, and his eyes fell on my neck. "It seems like it is indeed here."
"What?"
"There is a ghost in your house."
"..." Isn't it him?
He stood up, took out a round jade piece from his pocket and threw it to me: "Look at it, brother, and press it when it appears. It will be of great benefit to you."