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

"It's okay. The end of this life doesn't mean the end of forever. Maybe you will live a more exciting life in the next life." I comforted him.

"Maybe!" She gave a wry smile.

"Zhang Huafang, it's really Zhang Huafang."

The moment Zhang Huafang appeared, Teacher Yang and Director Zheng, who had been mentally prepared, were still shocked.

They both opened their mouths wide, and after a long time, Teacher Yang finally screamed in surprise.

Hearing the calls from Teacher Yang and Director Zheng, Zhang Huafang was also surprised. She opened her eyes wide and looked at me inquiringly.

"Oh, I was born with the ability to see Yin and Yang. I helped Teacher Yang and Director Zheng open their third eyes. You don't have to be afraid."

Her expression calmed down for a moment, and she looked towards Teacher Yang and Director Zheng and nodded politely.

But when her eyes swept over Guo Xiangsong, who was at a loss on the bed opposite, her face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Guo Xiangsong, why is it you?"

"Zhang Huafang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

At this time, Guo Xiangsong still didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Huafang's eyes.

Originally, it was thought that Zhang Huafang would be furious and scold Guo Xiangsong, but she only had a wisp of black air coming out of her head, and then it dissipated after a while.

"Forget it, this is fate. I can't blame you entirely. In fact, when we were in high school, I could see your feelings for me to some extent. It's also my fault that I didn't make my feelings clear to you."

Zhang Huafang said with a long sigh.

We were relieved to hear Zhang Huafang's words. We didn't expect that she did not attribute her death to Guo Xiangsong, but faced the reality calmly.

Guo Xiangsong slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Huafang with a dazed look of disbelief.

"You, you really don't blame me?"

"What's so strange about this? Everything has its cause and effect. We are already like this, so let's live well in the next life."

Zhang Huafang looked calm.

I asked Zhang Huafang to sit down, and Teacher Yang once again apologized to Guo Xiangsong. Director Zheng also promised again that the school would apply for some consolation money for their families.

Guo Xiangsong also gradually felt relieved.

Finally, with Guo Xiangsong's consent, I took him back and placed him in my grandmother's soul-purifying bottle, and then I would torture him when the time came.

Zhang Huafang wants to go back and see her family, so she will report to the underworld on her own.

The matter was resolved satisfactorily, and Teacher Yang and Director Zheng also smiled for the first time in a long time.

After Zhang Huafang left, Guo Xiangsong turned into a puff of black smoke and slowly got into my soul-locking bag.

I can only go home on the weekend and visit my grandma.

It was already past midnight, and Teacher Yang and Director Zheng sent me back to the dormitory before leaving.

After returning to the dormitory, I simply washed up, had a relieved look on my face, and had a good sleep.

The next day, life returned to normal.

I got up very early on Sunday, took a bus and took the bus home. It was not until after 11 o'clock in the morning that I finally got home.

Wang Erming would always take time to come to my house to help my grandmother every weekend. Without a doubt, his face was full of surprise when he saw me, and my grandmother was also very happy.

Unless there are special circumstances, I won’t go back home on weekends. Transportation is not very developed now, and it takes almost a whole day to go home, and I can only stay at home for a few hours.

I explained to my grandma the reason for going home, because I had to leave at four o'clock in the afternoon at the latest, otherwise I would miss the bus back to school. I had to ask my grandma to help me deal with Guo Xiangsong's matter.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Erming took me back to town to take the bus. He waited until I got on the bus before turning back.

He held the bicycle with both hands and watched the bus slowly leave. I looked back and saw his shadow disappearing before my eyes. I suddenly felt that I seemed to owe Wang Erming something over the years.

He always stood behind me silently, protecting me from the wind and rain, but I didn't give him any response.

As I grew older, I realized that he had feelings for me that went beyond siblings, but I only thought of him as a brother.

Maybe it was because of the man in black in the dream, I gradually developed feelings for Zhang Chen, and I even got very excited when I received his letters.

Those eloquent words expressed his longing for me.

I miss him too, and my feelings are expressed between the lines of my reply.

It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening when I returned to school, and my dull life began again.

I receive a letter from Zhang Chen every week, and I happily read it and reply.

While we have classes during the day, Wang Fang, Gu Weiying and I take one day every week to purchase supplies and then go out separately to sell small items.

Gu Weiying was particularly active. Whenever she had free time, she would go to each dormitory to sell the goods and she also carefully kept an account book.

He often opened the account book to calculate how much money he earned every week, and wrote a letter to tell his brother the good news.

Let her brother save all the money and bring it back during the Chinese New Year. He doesn't need to send her living expenses and avoid having to pay handling fees every time he transfers money.

Two weeks later, Teacher Yang brought me a red envelope containing money, saying it was given by the school and she also knew that this was the rule.

Director Zheng and she confirmed the existence of ghosts with their own eyes, but in order not to cause panic, the school reported the incident of Zhang Huafang and others jumping from the building a week later.

Zhang Huafang fell from the building due to being in a trance due to illness, while Qian Guangquan and Lin Hui fell from the building due to drinking.

Of course, Qian Guangquan, Lin Hui and I were all given a gag order by the school and were absolutely not allowed to publicize the matter of Guo Xiangsong’s ghost, otherwise we would not be able to get our university diplomas.

Time quickly came to winter vacation.

Maybe because of the heavy study load for the final exams, I didn’t receive any letters from Zhang Chen in the last two weeks, and I felt a little disappointed.

A few days before the holiday, we talked about how to arrange the holiday.

"Watching DVDs is popular in rural areas now, especially during the Spring Festival. DVD sales are quite good. My dad told me that pirated DVDs in the wholesale market in the provincial capital only cost about one yuan each, and they can be sold for three to five yuan each. Don't you want to make money? You can try this business."

These are what Hu Jing said.

After hearing her words, our eyes lit up. Gu Weiying was extremely excited and felt that he was about to make a fortune.

Because most of the books sold in the shops in the town are genuine, and they cost about 10 yuan per copy. Even pirated books cost six or seven yuan, but there are still a lot of people who buy them. If I sell them for 5 yuan, they will definitely be in great demand.

So, after discussion, we made a bold decision. Instead of going home directly after the holiday, we went to the wholesale market in the provincial capital to buy some discs to sell.

Wang Fang has a good senior named Gao Youpeng who goes to the same school as Zhang Chen. She only says that they are good friends, but I think I like him a little bit. It’s just that we don’t exchange letters as frequently as Zhang Chen and I do.

A few days ago, Wang Fang received a letter from him, saying that their school would be on holiday one day later than ours, and that their school was not too far from the wholesale market.

We decided to go to their school to play for a day and come back the next day after buying some good stuff.

Thinking about meeting Zhang Chengcheng soon, my heart started beating fast. In order to give them a surprise, Wang Fang and I did not write to tell them that we were going.