Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Xiaolan, we heard that you were sick, so we decided to come and see you." Deng Xiaojun and Wang Erming placed the things they bought on the drawer table beside her bed.

"Thank you!" She turned her head to us and said thank you.

Without waiting for her to call, the two boys sat on the chairs in the room, and the three of us girls sat on her bed.

We looked at each other, meaning that we should persuade her together and help her regain hope in life. This was what we had discussed on the way.

The purpose of coming here is not just to take a look. What she needs most at this moment is comfort and encouragement.

"Xiaolan, is your illness incurable? Do you need to go to a big hospital?" Zeng Li started to find a topic to talk about.

"It can't be cured. The injury is on the waist."

Zhu Xiaolan's indifferent expression just now immediately broke down after hearing Zeng Li's words. She covered her face with her hands and began to cry.

"Xiaolan, don't cry, don't cry. We didn't want to talk about your sad story, but weren't you fine before? How could this happen?"

Huang Chunrong consoled her and took over the conversation.

I didn’t know what to say, because I transferred to another school in the second year of junior high school and went to Houhu Middle School, and I basically had no contact with them.

I silently watched Qiao Xiaolan and observed the environment of the room. As soon as I entered the door, I felt a faint yin energy. I opened my Yin-Yang eyes to see if there were any ghosts in this house.

"Yes, you and I were learning tailoring from the master, and everything was fine. We were happy together every day, talking and laughing. How come it's like this after not seeing each other for a few days?"

Zeng Li meant that she had never heard of her having any difficulties to overcome, so how could she have been so depressed that she jumped off the building?

At this time, Qiao Xiaolan was crying so hard that she couldn't speak, and her body was shaking slightly.

"I, I don't know what happened. I had a quarrel with my parents that day, and I woke up in the middle of the night. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt. I got up, walked to the roof and jumped down."

She spoke while crying and choking.

"Isn't it just a quarrel? You, ah! Why can't you get over it?" Zeng Li sighed.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, what's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you crying again?"

A young woman's voice came from the door. I looked up and saw it was Qiao Xiaolan's sister Qiao Xiaoling.

She dressed very fashionably, completely different from the country girl she looked like when she was in the third grade of junior high school a few years ago.

"Oh, Deng Xiaojun, Wang Erming, why are you here? Xiaoli, Chunrong, you're here! This must be Liu Feng!"

She was surprised to see us, but still called out our names one by one.

"Hello, Sister Xiaoling!" I greeted her.

"Qiao Xiaoling, aren't you married? Why are you at home today? Where is your husband?" Wang Erming asked.

After Wang Erming finished speaking, Zhu Xiaoling's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Oh, Xiaoling, are you okay? Why do you look so much thinner?" Deng Xiaojun changed the subject while tugging at the corner of Wang Erming's clothes and winking at him.

Wang Erming was totally confused. He squinted his eyes and sat down again.

I was also confused and didn't think there was anything wrong with Wang Erming's question.

I looked at Zhu Xiaoling again and found that she had very dark circles under her eyes and there was a dark aura lingering around her. It was obvious that she was haunted by a ghost.

"Well, then you guys talk to Xiaolan. I'll go cook and we'll have lunch at home."

Zhu Xiaoling calmed down a bit, and after talking to us, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The moment she turned around, I saw a shadow following her. Maybe it was because it was daytime and the shadow was turning very quickly, so I couldn't see the ghost's appearance clearly, or even whether it was a man or a woman.

I couldn't catch up to see it, so I just waited for a while and found another chance to watch it.

"No, don't bother, we'll leave soon." Wang Erming quickly declined, but Qiao Xiaoling ignored him and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

He and Deng Xiaojun looked at each other, appearing a little embarrassed.

"Let's go, Erming, let the 12 of them talk in the room, and we'll go for a walk outside." Deng Xiaojun said to Wang Erming.

He was making an excuse to go out so that Zhu Xiaolan could talk to us about private matters between girls.

So the two boys walked out, and only four of us of the same age were left in the room.

Zhu Xiaolan cried for a while and her emotions gradually calmed down.

"Don't be sad. The most important thing now is to find a way to cure the disease." Zeng Li continued to persuade.

"Yeah, let the past be the past. Medical standards are gradually improving now. Go to a few more hospitals. You are still young, so it should be possible to recover."

I still tried to persuade him, saying that since he was here, it was impossible for him to not say a word. Although they felt a little unfamiliar, they had a good relationship when they were in school together.

"Liu Feng, you are here too." Zhu Xiaolan looked up at me with her red and swollen eyes and said.

"Well, I heard you were sick, so I came with them to see you."

It turned out that from the time she entered the door to the time she sat on the bed, until now, Zhu Xiaolan had only noticed my existence.

"I heard you are in high school. That's great!" She wiped the tears from her eyes and continued.

"No, if you learn some skills, you will be good in the future."

I regretted what I said as soon as I said it. Given Zhu Xiaolan's condition, I'm afraid she won't be able to learn the skills. I'm really bad at chatting and should have just kept my mouth shut.

"From what I just heard you say, it's not a big deal. Why is that?"

Before she could think about it, I quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, yes, we asked you just now, it's not a big deal, is it a big deal?" Zeng Li also echoed.

"It has already happened. I'm afraid there is no need for you to get to the bottom of it."

Huang Chunrong was more rational and didn't want to hurt Zhu Xiaolan anymore.

"It's okay. It's already like this. There's nothing to hide from you. It's really not a big deal. But that day, I don't know what happened. It seemed like a voice told me that it would be better to die. It would be better to die. I, I just wanted to die for no reason."

"I kept crying while walking upstairs without knowing why. When I reached the top of the building, I looked down and thought that I wouldn't die from the fall. If I became disabled, my life would be even more difficult. So I wanted to back out."

"Later, I stood on the rooftop and cried, but as I was crying, I felt someone push me and I fell down."

"Later, my family found out and rushed me to the hospital overnight. The doctor said my waist was broken and I might not be able to stand up again."

"I am so sad that I would rather die."

"Believe it or not, at that time, I really had given up jumping off the building, but no one believed me when I said it."

She looked at us innocently.

"Believe it, believe it, then why don't you go to the hospital for proper treatment, or transfer to a big hospital in the city?" The three of us asked in unison.

"My family was in debt because of building this house, so we didn't have money to see a doctor. The doctor in town said that I couldn't be cured, so my parents decided to go home first and take me to a big hospital when we had more money."

At this point she covered her face and cried again.