Lookout Men and Widows

"He really watched you take a shower?"

The boys gathered together as if they heard some big news.

They looked at the other party involved in this gossip, with excited expressions on their faces.

"I knew that freak of his kind must be a pervert!"

"Women with eye problems should know that too."

Teenagers are unwilling to use girls to refer to the opposite sex of the same age, and prefer to use "woman", as if they have become "men" themselves.

Zhang Zifeng was triumphant, holding the newly released smart phone in his hand. He was not sad at all, and said with disgust, "You don't know the way he looks at me. If I asked him to kneel down and lick my feet, he would Sure do."

"Fuck, what you said is disgusting!"

"Tell me how he peeked at you? Did he masturbate while watching you?"

"It's even more disgusting for you to say that."

Zhang Zifeng coughed lightly. He likes the feeling of being surrounded and valued. He likes to be the center of everyone's topic. He tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, and said with a troubled face: "I felt so disgusting at the time, no Look carefully, but he was indeed squatting at the time, and his hands seemed to be moving..."

The boys exclaimed.

"I even took a shower with him in the same bathroom before."

"He didn't peek at me, did he?"

"Damn, this kind of person should be shot on the wall by his father."

"Those women may be blind and still like this pervert. We want everyone to know his true colors!"

"Yes, that's how it should be done."

Zhang Zifeng will always remember that everyone was pointing and pointing at You Ming. They threw away You Ming's books while school was over, stuffed dead mice and smelly socks into You Ming's bookcase, and engraved "Perverted Gay" on his desk. In physical education class, he would pretend to knock You Ming down accidentally, and add fuel to the girls by telling how You Ming peeked at the boys taking a shower, and masturbated while watching.

They even exaggerated to the point that You Ming made a mess in the boys' bathroom and the sewer was blocked.

And Zhang Zifeng became the object of everyone's sympathy, and it's not right to say sympathy. The boys never got tired of asking him to talk about what happened at that time more than once.

He said a lot, and slowly, he also believed that it was the truth.

But he likes girls and still doesn't like him. Her eyes are still on You Ming, and she even cried on the desk during class. It's a pervert, I don't like you, and he can't be a pervert, he is much more mature than you childish ghosts!"

This made Zhang Zifeng hate You Ming even more. He tried every means to target You Ming, and even secretly stuffed imitation toys in You Ming's schoolbag.

Then he pretended to knock over You Ming's schoolbag casually.

He hated it for a long time, even if the girl he liked disappeared from his memory, he has become instinctive towards You Ming, as long as he hears about You Ming, he will talk about You Ming with eloquence "Black History".

That's why he was furious that You Ming had forgotten him.

He has remembered You Ming for so many years, but You Ming has forgotten him?Is there such a reason in this world? !

You Ming: "Are you a lender?"

You Ming's words interrupted Zhang Zifeng's thoughts, he was puzzled: "Loan?"

You Ming said calmly: "You want to use my nude photos to threaten me to give you money?"

Zhang Zifeng smiled: "It doesn't need to be too much, you recognize Mrs. Jiang as a godmother, you can always get a few million out of it, right?"

You Ming: "I am a man."

Zhang Zifeng's smile gradually froze.

You Ming added: "If you agree to a naked man's loan, I can loan you until you go bankrupt."

The phone was pressed.

Zhang Zifeng looked at the phone in disbelief, his eyes widened, he couldn't control his emotions, he slammed the phone to the ground, and the water glass on the table was also dropped by him, he panted heavily, like an irritated savage ox.

"You Ming! I'll let you know what happens when you go against me!"

After returning to the dining table, You Ming first apologized to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother for the time he wasted, and then picked up the bowl.

Mother Jiang asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is someone yelling at you? Auntie didn't listen on purpose, he was too loud."

You Ming didn't know how to explain, so he organized his words before saying, "It's an old classmate, he said he had my nude photos, and threatened me to give him millions."

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang: "..."

You Ming added: "It should be taken in the bathroom when I was in school."

Mother Jiang asked cautiously, "Did he have a problem with you?"

You Ming: "He hates me more, I don't quite remember the reason."

When he was in school, he didn't stay in school for a long time. He remembered that the boys liked to play tricks on him for a while, but it didn't last very long, because he took a year off from school to go to the hospital.

Jiang's father coughed: "Adolescent children are very angry, and it is normal to have conflicts. When I was in school, I fought with many boys in order to chase your aunt."

You Ming looked at Father Jiang with admiration in his eyes, "Are you still fighting?"

Jiang's father bragged. He developed slowly when he was studying, but since he bragged, he will continue to brag: "Of course, I have learned Sanda since I was a child."

Jiang's mother was expressionless on the side, neither to cheer nor expose.

You Ming whispered: "When I was young, I liked watching martial arts movies, but my family didn't support me to learn boxing or Sanda. I was only allowed to learn Tai Chi."

Probably because You Ming was too well-behaved like this, Jiang's mother was full of maternal instincts, and quickly said: "Learn, learn, and when you feel better, you will go to the class and let your uncle teach you Sanda first at home."

You Ming quickly looked at Papa Jiang. Under such gaze, Papa Jiang couldn't tell at all that he didn't know what he was bragging just now, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll teach you."

You Ming was happy, he started to eat side dishes and porridge slowly.

Only Jiang's father had a bitter look on his face. It seemed that he was going to take some time to learn Sanda recently.

Jiang's mother smiled gloatingly at the side.

After breakfast, You Ming went to the bathroom to wash his hands. He asked softly, "Jiang Yu'an, are you still there?"

This time there was no response on the mirror, and You Ming waited for 10 minutes, but got nothing.

Although he is a ghost, Jiang Yu'an should also have his own ghost life, right?

You Ming can understand.

What he didn't know was that Zhang Zifeng was sitting in front of the computer right now, and was going to send You Ming's photo to everyone who knew You Ming by email, and put it on a same-sex dating website, and put it on You Ming's cell phone Number.

He laughs as he moves the mouse.

He could almost imagine the scene where You Ming knelt at his feet in pain and tears, begging him to delete these things.

It must feel great.

"It's a bit cold." Zhang Zifeng said to himself, he looked up and found that the window was open, but now it's almost summer, the temperature during the day can't be low enough to make him feel cold, "It's cooling down today? "

He raised his hand to close the window, but as soon as his hand touched the handle, he felt a chill penetrate into his body along the handle, making him tremble all over. Zhang Zifeng wanted to let go of the handle, but lost control of his own hand. Control.

The room was filled with sunlight, but the sunlight instantly turned pale, without a trace of warmth.

Zhang Zifeng heard a voice in his ear.

It was as if something sharp was rubbing against the metal, making the roots of the teeth pan sour.

He tried to stay rational: "Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

He could only hear his own echo.

Zhang Zifeng knocked on the window desperately, with his feet against the wall, trying to separate his hands from the handles, but unfortunately his efforts were in vain, he was sweating from exhaustion, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

At this moment, Zhang Zifeng stopped, and he felt someone behind him watching him.

Those eyes were mean, vicious, and full of killing intent. It seemed that if he moved a little, the people behind him would bite off his neck.

Zhang Zifeng took a deep breath: "I don't care who you are, don't play tricks in front of me, or I will let you not even know how you died!"

A pair of hands slowly placed on Zhang Zifeng's shoulders. These hands were pale and thin, with exposed veins, and black and long nails.

Black hair brushed around Zhang Zifeng's neck, he was motionless, goose bumps all over his body.

These hands went around Zhang Zifeng's shoulders and placed on Zhang Zifeng's chest, a pair of pale arms were exposed in Zhang Zifeng's sight.

It was a pair of women's hands and arms, mottled with black spots like an old wall.

A cold breath lingered around Zhang Zifeng's body, he swallowed, and his teeth began to chatter.

The female ghost's fingernails scratched his clothes, and the neat shirt was quickly shredded into rags. Zhang Zifeng mustered up the courage to turn his head. He still had hope that the person behind him was a friend pretending to be a female ghost.

But when he turned his head, he was instantly terrified.

The female ghost's face was buried in the black hair, her face was as mottled as her arms, her eyes were red, she had no eyebrows, her nose seemed to have been cut off by the roots, leaving only two black holes, and she also had no lips, showing the With bleeding gums and blood-stained teeth, she tilted her head and the corners of her mouth hooked to her ears.

Scary, weird.

The stench of the dead body was on the tip of Zhang Zifeng's nose. His eyes widened and his mind went blank.

The female ghost's nails traveled on his body, wherever the nails traveled, the skin was cut open, exposing the muscles.

"She" let out a "giggle" laugh in his ear, that smile was like the sound made after being strangled by someone's neck.

Zhang Zifeng just watched his skin being peeled off inch by inch, just like his clothes.

Then the muscles, he could see his ribs, see the viscera that kept falling to the floor.

He witnessed with his own eyes how he was skinned and boned, and he could also experience the pain, but his consciousness was still awake. When he felt his heart was dug out, his consciousness stopped abruptly .

"It's so boring." The female ghost glanced at Zhang Zifeng who was lying on the ground, and said in a low voice, "This man is too frightening!"

The female ghost stomped her feet angrily, her blood-red eyes looked at the computer, then raised a finger, and with a light touch, the computer fell apart, and the USB drive became a mess.

"He is a ghost anyway, he should do more constructive work."

The author has something to say: female ghost, let this fierce ghost come out to scare people, it's embarrassing to say it!