177. My hobby is pretending (5) (1/2)
"Wei Mingyan..."
Obviously the scene in front of her should be scary, but Wei Rou looked at the young man covering half of his face and looking at her with a smile, but she was not afraid at all, and she just subconsciously called his name.
Wei Mingyan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky outside. The dark clouds above the school seemed to have dispersed a little, and it was no longer so dark nearby.
"I'm leaving," he said.
Zheng Hua and Cai Momo behind them were so shocked by his previous actions that they couldn't move. They only looked at the boy in the woolen coat with his back to them, talking to Wei Rou.
"Give."
A milk bottle was stuffed into Wei Rou's hand, and she took it blankly, "Where are you going?"
The young man lowered his eyes and kept covering half of his face with his hands. He did not answer her words, "Keep this bottle with you to protect you."
After he finished speaking, he stood up. From Wei Rou's perspective, one could clearly see the boy's long and straight legs. Even the way he walked looked like some nobles that the teacher had told him about before. No matter when or what kind of In the situation, they were all walking slowly, not in any hurry.
Only when Wei Mingyan's figure disappeared outside the door did Cai Momo and Zheng Hua react. They quickly helped each other stand up on weak legs and came to Wei Rou's side.
"Who is that? So awesome."
"Wei Rou, is he your friend? Is he a ghost hunter?"
The sight of blood dripping under the young man's right eye appeared in Wei Rou's mind again. She clenched the milk bottle in her hand, "Yes, he is my friend."
No matter what, Wei Mingyan finally saved her.
***
The three girls cleaned up the mess and went back.
Cai Mo Mo and Zheng Hua got back on good terms with each other after this time, and their relationship became good again. They both took leave to attend the funerals of their relatives, and only Wei Rou, another girl, was left in the dormitory. She has never seen anything scary and is not scared at all. Wei Rou sleeps with a milk bottle in her arms and is not that scared anymore.
She walked in and out with a milk bottle, and no one cared about her because she always carried a small bag. But every time she passed the street lamp outside the dormitory, Wei Rou's eyes couldn't help but circle around it.
Late at night, she would also think about the boy who suddenly appeared and disappeared inexplicably.
Wei Rou asked a senior she knew for help and checked the list of students in the art department. There was no one named Wei Mingyan.
He should be a ghost, but a good ghost, otherwise he wouldn't help her.
Wei Rou always thinks of that day when Wei Mingyan stretched out his left hand and covered the left half of his face to prevent her from seeing the wound.
At that time, I was just in shock, but the way the boy covered his face that day was inexplicably sad.
But no matter how many times Wei Rou passed by that street light, Wei Mingyan never appeared again.
She went home on her birthday.
Wei's father and Wei's mother specially made time to celebrate her birthday as a family.
The dishes cooked by Wei's mother were all Wei Rou's favorites. Wei's father also bought her a small cake from outside. The family of three sat at the table and ate the small cake. Her parents also bought her gifts.
Wei's father gave the red envelope directly, and Wei's mother gave her daughter a beautiful little dress. When Wei Rou happily changed into clothes and came out, the three of them sat together and chatted.
Wei's father mentioned that the boss of their company had a car accident, and now the boss's younger brother is temporarily taking over the company. However, the boss's younger brother has no experience, so he just made the company a mess and started several senior ones in succession.
Wei's mother immediately worriedly asked if it would affect him. Wei's father smiled and waved, "It's just a fight between gods and it has nothing to do with us people."
"But Manager Zhang of that company was fired."
Wei Rou was peeling peanuts and was stunned when she heard this, "Uncle Zhang?"
"Yes, isn't his daughter a junior high school classmate with Rourou? I remember that little girl used to like to come to our house to play."
That was Wei Rou's best friend in junior high school, named Zhang Jing. Later, Zhang Jing wanted to go abroad with her mother. They were still reluctant to leave for a long time, and they never contacted each other again, but Wei Rou still remembers when Zhang Jing left. Her eyes were red, and she said that if she could come back, she would be the first to come to her.
Wei's mother asked again if Manager Zhang had been affected by Chi Yu. Wei's father hesitated for a while and then said, "That's not the case. Manager Zhang made several wrong accounts, and the superiors decided to punish him."
Then he said casually with a little doubt, "But Manager Zhang has always been a meticulous person. He has never made any mistakes in the company for more than ten years. I don't know what's going on these days. He seems to have no energy. Previously, because of Manager Zhang is also very considerate of me in this relationship with Rourou. I want to pick up something to see him tomorrow."
"You should go." Mother Wei agreed, "You can go to my place to get some money later, and buy something good to send to you tomorrow. I've helped you at least."
The conversation between the two gradually turned to what gifts to bring. Wei Rou really didn't understand, so she simply went into the house to rest.
Their family is not considered wealthy. How old was Wei Rou when they bought the house? Wei's father and Wei's mother only had enough money to buy a smaller house, so Wei Rou's room was a bit small, but she did a good job cleaning it. It's clean and looks quite cozy.
Wei Rou was sitting at the table taking out the things in her schoolbag when she suddenly noticed someone standing downstairs. She glanced subconsciously and found a slender figure standing under the street lamp and looking up.
It's Wei Mingyan.
She hurriedly opened the door and went out, using the excuse of going downstairs to throw away the trash. She hurriedly put on her coat, picked up the trash outside the door for the next day, and ran downstairs.
"Look at the road!"
Wei's mother and Wei's father shouted, and they could only hear their daughter's footsteps hurrying downstairs.
"Really, you are still like a child at this age, you won't grow up." Wei's father sighed with a smile, without any intention of blaming him.
In his eyes, of course his daughter is fine in everything.
"By the way! Did you burn the clothes I bought last time?"
"Burn it. Take it to the cemetery to burn it today."
After the two of them finished speaking, they felt heavy again when they thought of the child who died just after landing.
Neither of them was rich, but they still gritted their teeth and bought a small plot of cemetery for the child to use for the urn. There were the tombs of children who died in infancy. Because the area was small, the price was reasonable. justice.
After so many years, in fact, the sadness of losing the child has almost been diluted by time. However, Wei's mother is more emotional. Every time she buys something for her daughter, she always thinks of her son who died in infancy and left cleanly during the holidays. I would also buy some things to burn, just thinking about it.
This Wei Rou's birthday is actually not the birthday of a child who died in infancy.
Wei Rou happily went downstairs, carrying the garbage without even thinking about throwing it away, and went directly to the place where she just saw it. Sure enough, Wei Mingyan's figure was standing under the tree.
Seeing her running over in a skirt, a smile appeared on her face, "You run slower, you're not afraid of falling."
Wei Rou came to him quickly. When she got closer, she realized that Wei Mingyan had changed his clothes. A white and blue sweater was put on him, which made his handsome face look even better.
"Have you changed into new clothes?"
She didn't know if it was because Wei Mingyan saved her last time. Wei Rou was not afraid when she saw him, but felt a little close to him. Seeing his appearance now, she subconsciously asked.
"yes."
There was a slight smile on the young man's face, and he looked a little happy in his eyes. He lowered his head slightly, looked at the new sweater he was wearing and said, "Mom and Dad burned it for me."
Wei Rou was startled, and then she remembered that Wei Mingyan was a ghost, and of course his clothes were burned by living people.
"Are you here to find me?"
"Yeah." Wei Mingyan nodded, "Let me take a look."
When Wei Rou threw away the trash and sat downstairs on the bench together with one ghost and one person, Wei Mingyan spoke first, "You are right, I have been dead a long time ago."
Even though Wei Rou had already guessed the answer, she still couldn't help being surprised, but strangely she didn't feel scared at all. Maybe it was because she knew Wei Mingyan would not hurt her.
Wei Rou turned her head and looked at Wei Mingyan. The boy's face was normal and his clothes were clean. He was different from all the remaining spirits he saw that day.
"Why did you save me that day?"
Wei Mingyan leaned on the bench, "I happened to pass by and saved him."
It's such a simple and crude reason.
Before Wei Rou could be stunned for a moment, the young man turned his head and looked at her with a confused look on his face and chuckled.
"I'm just teasing you, but I actually want to make friends."
"make friends?"
"Well, I will pretend to be an adult, strike up conversations with people in various classrooms, and say a few words, which can be regarded as killing time for myself."
"Last time, all the remnants in the school were attracted by the incense, so I followed them to see them. You know what happened after that."
Wei Mingyan raised his head, looked in the direction of the Wei family building, and sighed, "You know? Being a ghost is really lonely, especially when I am the only ghost, so I always like to disguise myself as a human. "
"But there were so many schools last time..."
Wei Rou reacted as soon as she opened her mouth, and stopped a little sarcastically, "Yes, they are residual spirits."
"Well, if you want to find someone to chat with, come to me. I also like chatting."
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
The young man was still looking in the direction of the Wei family and said softly, "I can only stay like this for a short time. As long as I use my strength, here..."
He stretched out his hand and tapped one cheek, "It will reveal its original appearance, ugly."
"Where is it ugly?"
Wei Rou heard the disappointment in his tone and quickly comforted her, "It's just such a short piece, not ugly at all."
Wei Mingyan then turned to look at her. Seeing the sincerity in the eyes of the girl in front of him, a slight smile appeared on his lips, "Thank you."
"I have been trying to think of ways to cover this mark, but I can only do it at night. You are the first to say that it is not ugly."
Wei Rou looked at his face carefully, for fear of poking his scar, and asked hesitantly, "Do you really want to cover this wound?"
"There were no wounds on my body when I died, but when I became a ghost and was ignorant, I was exposed to the sun, and there were injuries here."
The young man clicked there and smiled a bit, "I'm not afraid of the sun now, but the wounds are still left. I want to be like people, but as long as this place is exposed, it will only scare those people away."
"And I can't accept myself being so ugly..."
Wei Rou couldn't help but imagine how the boy wanted to make friends and carefully covered his wounds, just like that day when he covered half of his cheeks to keep it a secret.
She didn't know why, but she was naturally close to him. Just thinking about it made her heartache.
Weirou's eyes lit up when she suddenly thought of something, "Can I wear whatever I burn for you?"
The boy didn't know what she was going to do, but nodded anyway.
Father Wei and mother Wei were chatting when suddenly their daughter came upstairs in a hurry. Father Wei just shouted, "Rourou, why are you running away..."
Wei Rou stretched out her hand, "Dad, give me a lighter."
Father Wei gave it with a confused look on his face.
Wei Rou ran to her room again, and the couple looked at each other in confusion, "What is this kid doing... Hey, Rou Rou, where are you going?"
twenty minutes later
Wei Rou carefully stamped out the dried ashes and turned to look at the young man behind her.
He was touching half of the mask on his face with some novelty when he saw Wei Rou looking over and smiled happily.
The author has something to say: Sorry for being late, the first ten little angels will receive red envelopes, and the next twenty will be randomly
There's another update, probably around ten o'clock