Invitation

This stay is two months.

I, with my ghost roommate, started a two-month cohabitation.

In the past two months, my emotions and reason have been struggling, wandering, and entangled.There are two villains in my mind, and the rational villain said honestly and honestly that you should be more sober, do you know that your house is haunted, do you know that you live with a ghost under the same roof, don’t you see that Wang Sheng was killed by Xiao Wei The painted skin covers the eyes, you don’t see Ning Caichen is fascinated by Nie Xiaoqian’s beauty, don’t you see how many down-and-out scholars in Liaozhai have their souls sucked away!

The emotional villain kicked the rational villain away and said, don't push me.

……

I am in my 20s, and I have been away from home for almost ten years since I was in high school. I have lived alone outside for so many years, and the worst thing I have suffered is my stomach.Expensive and unpalatable canteens and takeaways made my stomach tired and fragile. Occasionally, I remembered to buy a la carte, and I had to wash the dishes after I bought them, and I had to cook them after I finished them. , No matter how good the meal is, there is no taste.I go out to eat and drink with my friends, and when I go home, the house is dark with lights. I am alone when I leave, and I am still alone when I come back.

At that time, the owner of the flower, bird, fish and insect market told me, raise a bastard, this thing can send you away after raising it well, and if it is not complete, it can be passed down to the ancestors.

I said ok and that's it.

How long has it been, how long has it been since I opened the door to smell the aroma of food, or saw a small light at home that was on for me downstairs.

I have to admit that I am greedy for this warmth.During this period of time, when I go home, I can jump three steps upstairs, which is very brisk.

He seemed to be very weak when he first appeared, but recently he has slowly turned back a lot, his eyes are no longer so misty and ignorant, his mind is gradually clear, and the time of his appearance is getting longer and longer. When I am at home, I can always see him floating around Go, the edges of the outline are no longer translucent, and have a bit of a solid feel.

I asked him, Da Xian'er, if you secretly sucked my yang energy, I feel that your magic power has grown recently.

He stayed away from me innocently, as if he was afraid that I would falsely accuse him of sucking people's yang, and said, I didn't.

His voice is a little better, but it's still so bad that he can get goose bumps when he hears it suddenly.That face and voice were so separated that they couldn't be separated, more separated than the separation of the material wall.

Another thing that witnessed his slow recovery was his memories that had begun to recover.

He floated over to me that day and said, "Ah Zhou, I remembered my name."

I asked in shock: "...ah? Then what's your name?"

He didn't say anything, spread out the rice paper, and dropped the pen.

Cloud jade.

Wen Qi is like jade, with a strong character.

God, what kind of beautiful family figure was this Great Immortal in his previous life.

I stared at the name for a long time and said, "Master Yun, this is for you."

So the days are still living in such a weird and harmonious way, and I gradually feel pretty good.There's just one thing I don't understand, and that's why he insisted on following me.

Miraculously, he didn't understand either.Sometimes he is very strange, he will hug me suddenly, the atmosphere will suddenly become gay at this time, but he just hugs me, I don't feel anything special except a little cold, I just get used to hugging and hugging.I asked him if he was looking for a lover, but he still shook his head blankly and said, I don't remember.

I said, "You can even remember the name, can't you remember this one?"

He said, "I don't remember." Then he added persistently, "I want to follow you."

I said, I know.

Since I hit a ghost, my psychological threshold has increased by more than one gear. The apex valve of fear is approaching the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.

And if he doesn't open his mouth, his face is so pretty, his waist is so slender, ignoring the domineering cooling effect, it's really comfortable to hug him, his small appearance makes people feel soft in the heart.

After the sense of fear subsided, I was full of curiosity about his way of existence, and often asked some silly but reasonable questions.

For example, I asked him: "Hey Da Xianer, you said that it's fine if you become a ghost, what's the matter with your clothes? Why did the clothes become a spirit body with you?"

He thought for a while, looked down again, and said, "This is probably the clothes I wore when I died."

Really awesome, comparable to a 3D printer.

Me: "...Oh, you were dressed pretty nicely before you ascended."

And I also asked him: "Hey Daxian, how do you usually cook?"

He looked at me inexplicably, walked into the kitchen, turned on the gas stove, fried a poached egg for me on the spot, and told me: "Just do it."

Me: "...Oh. I thought you had to chant a mantra to do it."

With a wave of the little hand, there is a pile of food.

He shook his head good-naturedly, and even though I felt like an idiot, he didn't say anything, just asked me, "Anything else to eat?"

What a kind and well-educated man... what a ghost.

Oh, by the way, after I met him, I especially loved watching horror movies. I just watched them with my laptop and turned off the lights. Yunyu was very puzzled by my approach. Can you stand on the ceiling?"

He said, "Why am I standing on the ceiling?"

I said, "It's always done like this in horror movies. You have to grab me while I'm sleeping, and you have to climb out of the TV on the stairs. This is what all the female compatriots do."

He: "...why climb when I can walk?"

Me: "Save it, maybe." After thinking about it, I felt that crawling on the ground was quite dirty, and I added, "Oh, right, I have to mop the floor after I finish watching."

he:"……"

After a long time, I feel that he is too aggrieved to stay at home alone. Our house is too small, and it would be crazy to stay alone in the house for two months, let alone ghosts, and there is no entertainment.Often when I come home, there is a small light in the kitchen, and he sits with his knees hugged on the marble window sill in the living room, staring blankly at the fireworks in the distance through a glass.

There are a lot of flowers outside, the fire cooking oil, the love between men and women, daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, he has experienced them one by one, but now it has nothing to do with him.

It's true that the lights of thousands of houses can't illuminate his side face.

I am the only one who can see him in the vast world, and Gao Tian is also lonely.

I looked at him and couldn't tell what it was like in my heart.

So I worked crazy overtime to spare a free weekend and asked him, can you leave this house?

He nodded.

I said: "Let's go out for a walk on Sunday, I'm afraid you will suffer from depression at home."

He looked at me for a long time, bent his eyes and smiled.

I also smirked along with him.

I didn't dare to take him to a place that was too crowded, so I took him to a small park.The leaves are a little yellow this season, the mountains are high and the water is deep, and the wind blows the trees, rustling.The weather is good, boats on the lake are in twos and threes, tents are set up in the small square by the lake to sell ice cream, cold drinks and snacks, retired old men and women are doing Tai Chi and dancing square dances, children are playing seesaws and swings, there are entangled men and women in secluded places, trails There are also people who jog and play very dynamic songs from speakers on their waists.

This is a vulgar and nostalgic world.

We sat side by side on the bench, he seemed in a good mood, raised his head and reached out to catch the falling leaves, I asked him: "Yunyu, do you have an obsession with the world?"

He didn't catch the leaf, thought for a while, and turned to look at me.

His eyes were clean and clear, and he met my eyes frankly.

He said: "A Zhou, although I still can't remember it now, I think my obsession is you."