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

"Liu Feng, has Huang Bo's body been found?" Qiao Xiaoling asked impatiently as soon as she entered the room.

"Oh, I found it." I replied.

"Xiaolan, how are you doing recently? Are you feeling better?"

Seeing Qiao Xiaolan half lying on the bed, I asked.

At this time, Qiao Xiaolan was only wearing a sleeveless pajamas, no bra, and a pair of boxer shorts.

Next to her was a small electric fan that was placed on a table, blowing towards her.

"Liu Feng, why are you here?"

Qiao Xiaolan was surprised to see me.

"Oh, come see you."

Actually, I feel a little reluctant when I say this. When we were in the same class with Qiao Xiaolan, our relationship was not very good. It makes sense to say that I visited her during the day, but it would be a bit far-fetched to visit her at night.

"Oh, thank you, come in and sit down."

She moved the head of the small electric fan towards the chair beside her bed, motioning for us to sit down.

Qiao Xiaoling and I sat down.

Qiao Xiaoling looked gloomy, her expression was extremely lonely and a little dazed. At this moment, she must have mixed feelings.

The last time she learned about Huang Bo’s death, she was a little skeptical. Was I exaggerating?

This time, I learned that Huang Bo’s body had been brought back, confirming that Huang Bo was really no longer alive, and I felt a sense of sadness in my heart.

She was the instigator of all this, and she didn't know how to face everyone.

She was silent.

I ignored her, let her sort herself out, and then started talking to Qiao Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan, what's wrong with your waist recently? Is it feeling better?" I asked.

"It seems to be getting better."

After Qiao Xiaolan finished speaking, she struggled to support herself with her right hand, trying to sit up straight.

I quickly went forward to help her and let her sit down.

"Look, I can sit up steadily now, but it hurts a little if I sit for too long."

Beads of sweat appeared on Qiao Xiaolan's forehead and she said to me.

"That's not bad. You should exercise properly to prevent your muscles from becoming stiff. If possible, try to get out of bed and move around. You should be able to recover slowly."

I warned her.

"Yeah, I know, thank you for coming to see me."

A smile appeared on Qiao Xiaolan's face.

"Also, after the summer is over, it would be best if you have your dad take you to a big hospital for a checkup. Maybe you can have surgery and be completely cured."

I said again.

"Hmm!" After hearing what I said, her face became gloomy again and she hummed softly.

"By the way, when will Huang Bo be buried?"

Qiao Xiaoling was silent for a moment, as if waking up from a dream, and asked me.

"Sister Xiaoling, Brother Huang Bo was buried on August 8th," I replied.

She nodded and said no more.

"Sister, what do you want to do?"

After hearing the conversation between me and Qiao Xiaoling, Qiao Xiaolan asked nervously.

"I, I want to give him a ride."

Tears were already seeping from the corners of Qiao Xiaoling's eyes.

"If you had gone there that day, the Huang family would have definitely scolded you."

After listening to the conversation between me and her sister, Qiao Xiaolan paused for a moment and said.

"I can't care less, just let them scold me!"

Qiao Xiaoling wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then looked up and said to me.

"Thank you, Sister Liu Feng, thank you for coming to tell me this news."

"You're welcome! It's just a small favor. If I can help resolve the feud between your two families, I'll think it's worth it."

I looked at Qiao Xiaoling and said.

"Alas, there is no grudge between our two families. All of this is caused by me. I am sorry to Huang Bo and my brother."

When Qiao Xiaoling said this, she burst into tears again.

I don't know how to comfort her. She should have realized her mistake a long time ago, but the done deal is done, the bad consequences have been caused, and there is nothing she can do to change it.

"Sister Xiaoling, you don't have to be sad. The dead are gone, and we who are still alive have to continue living. This may be their fate."

Seeing that her crying was getting louder and louder, I had no choice but to persuade her.

"Yes, sister, don't cry. Once everything is settled, you can go to the south to work and start a new life."

Qiao Xiaolan also advised softly.

"Sister, I'm sorry. It's because of me that you are like this now."

Qiao Xiaoling looked at Qiao Xiaolan with tears in her eyes and said.

"Sister, what are you saying? I am also wrong. I can't blame you entirely," said Qiao Xiaolan.

"When I go to work and earn money, I will definitely cure you."

Qiao Xiaoling continued wiping her tears as she spoke, and slowly her crying became a little quieter.

"Xiaolan, after you knew that it was Huang Bo's ghost who pushed you down from the building, did you hate him?"

In order to resolve the feud between the two families, I want to understand the Qiao family's thoughts.

"That day, when I knew it was his ghost who pushed me down, I was a little angry. These days, I have thought about it carefully and realized that I can't blame him entirely. I am also at fault."

Qiao Xiaolan looked at me and said calmly.

"During that time, my sister and he were getting a divorce, and I shouldn't have scolded him like that with my family. Thinking about it, it was indeed a bit unfair to him."

"Our Qiao family shouldn't have asked him for so much dowry at that time."

"Oh, forget it. When will the cycle of revenge end? He also lost his life for this. Let him rest in peace."

After saying that, Qiao Xiaolan let out another long sigh.

I didn't expect that even in her current state, Qiao Xiaolan could still think things through so clearly.

If the Qiao family had been more rational at the time and thought about the problem from Huang Bo's perspective, the tragedy might have been avoided.

There is no medicine for regret. Now we can only try our best to dispel Huang Bo’s resentment, let him ascend to heaven as soon as possible, and let both families return to normal life.

"Xiaolan, it's great that you think this way." I said to Qiao Xiaolan.

"That's it, Xiaolan, Sister Xiaoling, it's getting late, I'm going back now. If you have any questions at home, please come to my house. I won't start school until August 8st."

"Okay, be careful at night." Qiao Xiaolan waved at me.

"Well, thank you so much, Sister Liu Feng. I'll take you out."

Qiao Xiaoling wiped her tears, stood up with me, and walked out.

When I reached the door, I waved goodbye to Qiao Xiaolan again.

"Xiaolan, stay strong, you will get better."

I clenched my fists and made a cheering gesture to her, and she nodded and smiled.

Fighting the disease requires not only medicine but also strong willpower. Qiao Xiaolan in front of us should be relatively optimistic.

You may be depressed for a while at the beginning, but sometimes if you calm down and think carefully, you will figure out a lot of things. However, some people will get stuck in a dead end.

It is obvious that Qiao Xiaolan is not one of those people. The fact that she does not hate Huang Bo proves this. I hope she can get better.

Otherwise, if you lie in bed for a long time, the last bit of human will will be wiped out. This is the case for an old man, let alone she is so young.

I prayed silently in my heart.

Seeing Qiao Xiaoling and I coming out, Qiao's father, Qiao's mother and Wang Erming stood up at the same time.

"Are you ready?" Wang Erming asked.