The male god ordered me to chase after him

He entered his date of birth, and the cabinet was opened, but it was empty, except for a thick book.

"It's this thing?"

The ghost nodded quickly, "Well, nothing else."

He reached out and took out the notebook. The hand-sewn notebook looked rough, and the cover material was very strong, but it was not cut properly. An old photo fell out of the pages. He bent down to pick it up. The photo was of a young and beautiful woman.

The ghost looked proud, "This is my mother, isn't she beautiful?"

He didn't speak, and was about to open the book to put the photos in, but the ghost said with embarrassment, "Do you have to read it?"

Of course not, he actually didn't have such a strong curiosity, and he didn't want to offend the other party's privacy, but he didn't want to talk to him.

"Let's see it when we get home, okay?"

When he got home, he forgot about it. After many days, it was the ghost who coyly insisted that he open it.

It was a diary, recording a period of time he had long forgotten, a period of innocence that belonged to him alone in the eyes of another person.

"I saved you?"

The ghost sat beside him with his cheeks on his hands, "Yes, I knew you didn't remember, if it wasn't for you, I would have been beaten to death by those debtors that day."

He turned from the first page to the back, and read page by page the little ghost who was entangled every night in the diary, "I saved you, but you still called the police to arrest me. Fortunately, I forgot, otherwise you will suffer."

"Who says it's not, so I'm afraid."

He turned another page back, and after reading the content, he squinted at the obviously guilty person, "You're still following me?"

The ghost shook his head again and again, "Just that time on the bus, I was discovered by you!"

He had no impression at all, "Have I dealt with you?"

The ghost was very excited, "No, no, you pulled me out of the car, you wanted to beat me up, but I was thin and small at that time, you were afraid of killing me with a slap, so you warned me and left , from then on, I know that although you look fierce, you are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and you have a good heart."

He didn't comment on the ghost's statement, "It's such an exaggeration to walk in the middle of the night?"

"Where is the exaggeration, the terminal is already in the suburbs, far away from the city."

He couldn't help frowning, "Don't you know how to sit back?"

"I don't have any money."

He continued to look back page by page, but he couldn't find the figure of this person in his mind, "I'm from the same school as you...?"

The ghost nodded, "Yes."

"How come I've never seen you?"

"I'm in the best class, you're in the worst class, and you can't come two days a week, you're just fooling around outside."

"How do you know I'm fooling around?"

The ghost rolled his eyes at him, and snorted again.

This seems to be a record that is only related to him. His figure is full of words between the lines. Accompanied by that figure is a secret but passionate relationship. There are only happiness and joy in the words, either real or fabricated. In any case, in the ghost's own words, all the happiness of his life is in it, so he can give up everything, but he can't lose it.

"Why was it empty for so long?"

The ghost glanced at his notebook, pretended to be stupid and shook his head, "I don't remember either."

So he didn't ask any more questions, but that night, the ghost who had been sleeping on the sofa in the living room slipped into his bedroom and hugged him tightly from behind, "Brother Cheng, the reason for those empty days is because I On the way home after work... I met a group of hooligans... I thought that I was going to die that time. It was called every day, and the ground was not working. It was my mother's former friend who passed by and saved me, so I picked it up. I lost my life, but owed a large amount of medical bills, and I didn’t go to school after that. That person was a pimp who opened a hotel. After I recovered, he introduced me to sell it. Anyway, I was played by hooligans If you sell it, sell it, and then you left before finishing high school, and I stayed in Yicheng until I paid off all my debts before coming to Jinjiang to find you."

"Are you sure you came to see me?"

The ghost put its face on his back and giggled, "Why should I look for you, I can do something for you by looking for your enemy."

"Self-righteous, I don't need it at all."

"It's okay, it's what I need. If it weren't for this thought, I might not have traveled thousands of miles to come here, or I would have died long ago."

He no longer asked ghosts about the past, those things he had never participated in, and those memories were not good, and it was meaningless to entangle the past, not to mention, the man said, being a ghost is much happier than being a human.

The Yao family was hit hard by many parties, and it was difficult to recover. His seat was not easy. Without the shield of the Yao family, the public gradually began to concentrate their efforts on suppressing the Jiang family.

Jun Ran finally entered the Jiang family, but she didn't become his wife. He married a woman that the Jiang family needed and needed.

"Which one to choose?"

The ghost turned his face away and ignored him, "You are married to another woman, let me choose a dress for you, who are you!"

"May I ask you, which one to choose?"

The ghost angrily pointed out to him a blue suit that said "so ugly" three times in a row when he just walked in the door.

After he tried on his upper body, the ghost became even more angry, "What, it's just clothes picking people!"

In those days when preparing for the wedding, ghosts often asked him if the hostess would live here, whether he should hide in the closet, and whether he could come out at ordinary times.

He was already exhausted outside, so of course he didn't have time to pay attention to the ghosts at home, but after he was bored, he realized later that it seemed good to have something chirping at home.

He doesn't believe in religion, but the woman is a Christian. Of course, he unconditionally respects the other party's request and holds the wedding in a church.

The priest stands on the pulpit and reads the oath, with a sleepy bride standing on his left hand and a weeping ghost standing on his right hand.

The ghost stood in front of God and said to him in frustration, "God didn't give me a chance. If I can be so lucky to live and stand with you, I don't want a marriage contract, and don't assume it. I will take care of you better than you. Everyone is good, I will not let you suffer from illness for the rest of my life, I will work hard to make money, I will never let you be troubled by poverty, take good care of your beauty, so that you will be handsome when you are old, and I will not let you suffer Frustration, endure frustration, I love you, respect you, protect you, even if I am a ghost, I will haunt you."

Afterwards, the bride pulled him aside and asked angrily, "You didn't come here to cheat on the marriage, did you? You agreed to make a show and don't interfere with each other in the future. Your words 'I do' made my old lady shudder. "

Of course, he couldn't explain the reason for his passion at that moment. A non-interfering marriage couldn't be more convenient. After marriage, the two families got the benefits they needed according to the agreement. In the private villa on Jinbei Road, day after day, year after year.

The days are not smooth, he and the ghost often quarrel, the government is pressing every step of the way, business is getting more and more difficult, the old family is falling down one by one, and the things he inherited from his father and grandfather are becoming more and more unable to withstand the changes of the times, the ghost I racked my brains to give him ideas, but he couldn't listen to anything. Changing his appearance was more difficult than suffering for both him and the Jiang family.

That year, he was 39 years old, and it was also the tenth year that the ghost followed him. That year, Jiang’s family misfortunes never came singly. The Jiang family's strongest relationship in the political world was investigated by shuanggui, and the public's informant found evidence of his sixth uncle's money laundering.

"The dawn of the new century has come, the judicial system is improving day by day, social security can be guaranteed, even if illegal crimes cannot disappear from human society in a short period of time, we have reason to believe that under the strong constraints of the law, challenges to the country and the authority of the law One day the villains will be punished as they should be.” Just as the news never tires of bragging and broadcasting, the Jiang family, which has been in trouble for a hundred years, seemed to fall apart overnight. A day to die in a cage.

The ghost lay on his back and stared hostilely at the hostess in the prison reception room who was about to make an interview for her execution. He reached out and touched the ghost's head. back.

"Sit down." He greeted the woman opposite him politely.

He saw the shocked and dissatisfied expression on the woman's face, but he didn't feel anything wrong.

The ghost covered his ears and said in a low voice, "My Lord Jiang, this is a prison, not the entrance of Jiangjiatang. At least there is a picture of a prisoner, put Erlang's legs down."

Reminded by the ghost, he had no choice but to put his legs down, and impatiently asked the visitor, "Tell me, what do you want to ask."

The hostess took the prepared manuscript and asked step by step, "Can you tell me why you took this path in the first place?"

He laughed out loud when he heard this, and asked knowingly, "Little girl, I have traveled so many ways, which one are you asking about?"

The woman frowned her meticulously sculpted eyebrows, and repeated the heinous charges in the trial letter word for word, not to be outdone, and said, "You are right, murder and arson are just child's play here, you go There are indeed many paths.”

He didn't feel the need to make excuses for this kind of thing, "Since you ask this, I can answer you together, because my father, my grandpa, and my grandpa all did this, and it's not surprising that the son inherited his father's business." .”

The woman was full of justice, "The times are different. You didn't have to go to the end of this dead end. Now that you are facing the trial of the country and the people, don't you have any remorse?"

He felt a little tired, "Little girl, you don't understand walking in the rivers and lakes. If I don't kill them, they will kill me." Seeing the other party's enthusiasm, it seems that he wants to talk to people about the law and conscience like on TV, "I I admit that I am guilty of murder, but those people who died at my hands also took countless lives, you can say that I am a heinous crime, but Jiang still said that, I have a clear conscience."

"Now is a society ruled by law. Your morality is outdated. Even if you are really wicked, you will be punished by law."

The ghost patted him on the shoulder, he was convinced, and he didn't bother to argue with others.

The woman then asked, "What about drugs? Do you know how many families drugs have ruined? Are you really not worried about making money with such harmful things?"

He didn't think about it, and he didn't want to think about it, but as he said, "People, only you can be responsible for yourself."

"So, do you think you deserve what you're going through now?"

Having said that, there is no need to entangle this issue any further. He accepted the meeting with only one purpose, "Do you know why I agree to see you?"

The person on the opposite side was taken aback for a moment, followed by a curious expression on his face, "Why?"

"I heard that you reported the case of Pukou dismemberment. You are a courageous woman." Before he lifted the past, he had already pulled the ghost on his back into his arms. Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the ghost in his arms Once again trembling and shrunk into a ball.

The woman remembered the old things, "You know him? I searched for a long time, but the clues are too messy."

He couldn't help sneering, "It seems that Guan Xiangnan didn't tell you the reason for his success."

"what do you mean?"

"From a small detachment leader, who has repeatedly solved major cases, to the current department-level cadre, is this all a coincidence?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man, wearing a neat police uniform, had already strode towards him from the outside, yelling at him with a livid face as he walked, "Your surname is Jiang, thanks to you being the number one person in the world, you can't even rely on your conscience when you die." Don't you have the confidence to speak!"

He couldn't help raising his head and laughing, "A policeman serving the people can't act according to his conscience, why should I, a rough man in society, speak according to his conscience?"

"Guan Xiangnan travels upright, sits upright, fights criminals, and never relents. Chen Wei indirectly provided me with a lot of clues, but you know better than me what his starting point is."

"A meritorious service is a meritorious service. Does it matter what the starting point is?"

The man was furious, "Of course it's important. Sacrifice for the country and the people is the same as giving up your life for a crime-ridden mafia boss?"

The ghost in his arms looked up at him, "Brother Cheng, stop arguing with him, he's right, we use each other, I'm not that great, I'm not from the public."

There was no need to continue the conversation, so he returned to the cell with the ghost that was stuck on his back and refused to come down, "Idiot, be a martyr, at least someone will offer flowers every Qingming. When I close my eyes, you will visit the grave in the future." None of them."

Guishale, "If you don't have it, you don't have it, I don't want it." He thought of something, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

With the other party's expression hesitating to speak, he pulled off a bracelet that had been worn for many years on his wrist. Seeing this, the ghost panicked and said, "Brother Cheng, what are you doing!"

"I chose a cemetery for you, and someone will send you to be cremated tomorrow."

"I don't want... Brother Cheng, I don't want to..."

"Do you want to stay here and watch me, a death row prisoner, get shot in the head?"

"Do not……"

"Go, go to the place you should go, there will be fate in the next life, and we will see you again."

In the past ten years, ghosts have been angry, scolded, and teased by him, but they have never cried so sadly, "I will definitely, I will find you, no matter where you are, I will find you!"

He half-jokingly looked at the shackles on his hands, "If there is a day when you still remember me, you must tell me not to go down this dead road."

The ghost nodded desperately, "Then you must remember me! Even if I don't remember you, you must remember me!"

"I've been entangled with you for so many years, even if I forget it, I can't forget it."

"You have to promise me, no matter where you see me, don't hide from me, I will fall in love with you at first sight, and don't kill me, I will not dare to approach because of fear, don't listen to people say bad things about me, don't let me Living on the streets...don't let me be bullied by hooligans, don't let me drop out of school, don't let me sleep with me before."

He wrote down one by one, "Why is there still this one?"

The ghost was serious, "I asked the doctor, if you do that kind of thing too early, you will not grow taller, so I will be two centimeters short in this life, and I will grow less than 1.8 meters alive, and I dare not walk beside you when I go out."

"Okay, I promise you all."

The ghost disappeared the day before his execution. Guan Xiangnan on the execution ground asked him if he would be a human again if there was an afterlife, but he ignored it.

Who knows what will happen in the afterlife...

Chen Wei woke up at the moment when the first ray of sunlight hit the window sill in the morning. Outside the ward, the sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Her husband stayed by his bed, and he didn't know how long he hadn't closed his eyes. He raised his hand to touch the man's haggard face.

The person in front of the bed gently rubbed his cheek against his palm, whispering, "I know, you will come back."

"Brother, I had a long, long dream."

"Since it's a dream, forget it."

He shook his head, "No... If I didn't have that dream in my previous life, how would I know what kind of gentle protection you gave me in this life."

"that's not important."

He tilted his head to look at the clear sky outside the window, yes, it doesn't matter, there are many, many waiting ahead in the future, and most of the rest of his life will be used to spend the rest of his life together.

"Brother, am I disabled?"

"No, you just slept too long."

"Am I disfigured?"

"No, it's just a wound on the face."

"I'm still alive, right?"

"You fucking pee, why are there so many questions?"

"Hit me again, love!"

"What do you mean by love?"

Of course he knew, but he didn't say it, love was in the eyes, in the palm of his hand, in every word, every frown and smile of him, and in every inch of time in the past and present, and the darkness of fleeting years.

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