Styx Doll (Seventeen)
After listening to He Guang's story, Chen Mengze nodded thoughtfully, turned to You Yi and said, "Thank you."
He was not completely unconscious when he fell into the river, and he was not completely unconscious when Youyou pushed him onto the bank.
This incident was a sudden disaster, but the people sitting next to him could have avoided it.
Because of him, their lives were on the line several times. He kept all of this in mind and felt that no matter how much he thanked them, it would not be enough to repay their kindness.
You Yi felt a little uncomfortable after hearing what he said, scratching his face, "I'm doing this for excitement and adventure, not for you. You're not a girl."
"It's not for me, but you saved my life." Shen Mengze smiled.
You Yi looked away and said nonchalantly, "This incident was quite serious. You almost went to the intensive care unit. Your father has already sent someone over. Have you thought about what to say?"
"It's okay, I know how to deal with it." Shen Mengze nodded. For some reason, his attitude turned cold when he mentioned his relatives.
Youyi turned his head and looked out the window, thinking that every family has its own problems.
He Guang was a transfer student, so his understanding of them was definitely superficial. But he knew a little about the Shen family.
Speaking of the old man from the Shen family, he started from scratch and has been a big shot in the business world all his life. He can be said to be a very powerful figure.
It’s a pity that the old man has few relatives. His wife died early, leaving behind two sons. The younger son has been studying abroad, and the older son was lost in an accident and was dead when he was found.
Leaving behind a child, that is Shen Mengze. Logically speaking, the old man should love the child left by his eldest son, his only grandson at the moment, very much, right? But the relationship between the grandfather and grandson has always been indifferent.
You Yi remembered that Chen Mengze transferred to Lvyuan when he was in the third grade.
They had been in the same class since then. In fact, most of their classmates could be considered class leaders since childhood.
From elementary school to high school, even if there were class divisions during the process, it has always been the same school. Transfer students like He Guang who came halfway are relatively rare, and it is an excess to pick one out of a class.
As for He Guang, she had no idea what the two boys were thinking, she just felt relieved that the matter was over.
For the next half month, the three of them were resting peacefully in the hospital, which was quite relaxing. The main reason was that Chen Mengze was seriously injured, and even if he was released from the hospital, he would need long-term recuperation. After all, vomiting blood was not like filming a TV series, and he could be alive and kicking right after vomiting.
Unfortunately, the first month of summer vacation was spent on this.
Before returning to City A, the three of them went back to Xiaoqinghe Village, and Chen Mengze told Shanzha what he had seen before.
"You mean they have always been by my side?" Shanzha's expression was complicated, as if he couldn't believe it, but also a little bit worried about his hopes being dashed.
"We are just guessing." Shen Mengze said, "To be precise, only I can see them."
"Were you born with the ability to see with a yin-yang eye?" Shanzha stood up and moved closer to him. "This is a nuisance for ordinary people."
Or a disaster.
Shen Mengze didn't expect him to say that, he smiled but didn't answer, "But now I can use it to help you."
He turned his head to look at two children standing under a tree not far away. Their expressions were also filled with nervousness and anticipation.
Hawthorn followed his gaze but saw nothing.
Chen Mengze said, "Is there no external force that can help you? I heard that cow tears can make people see ghosts."
Shanzha shook his head. "This has strict requirements. It's not just any cow that will do. Besides, there are not many cows in the village now."
"No matter how difficult it is, there is always a way." You Yi lazily took out his phone, "If you have any request, tell me and I'll send someone to do it."
He Guang stood up from the side and said, "Don't bother so much. I have something that can help Shanzha."
She took out a pair of ordinary black-framed glasses and said, "This is also what that person left for me. People without the Yin-Yang Eyes can still see ghosts, but they always jump in front of me impatiently, so I never use them."
She said as she handed over the hawthorn.
Shanzha glanced at her and estimated that she was 80% sure that she was making up a story again.
But he still reached out to take the glasses. The glasses looked very ordinary at first glance, but they felt ice-cold to the touch, as if they had just been taken out of a cold storage.
And this kind of coldness will linger for a long time.
Shanzha looked down at his glasses. The object became cold for no reason and was abnormally cold, which meant that a ghost of a powerful level was possessed by it, or at least had possessed it before.
If an ordinary person holds such an evil thing, he will definitely suffer a disaster. Only this person in front of him can calm down.
Shanzha couldn't help but think of what happened by the river that day. He guessed that the other party was a very powerful exorcist, but in order to maintain a normal life, he pretended to be an ordinary person and concealed his friends.
He Guang felt that even if he didn't say anything, Shanzha would probably be able to tell what the glasses were, so he looked up at the sky guiltily.
The owner of the glasses was killed and blood was stained on them. The resentment lingered after his death, and the place was no worse than a haunted house occupied by vengeful spirits.
The wronged ghost that was attached to it is definitely gone now, but the resentment remains, and the person who wears it will be able to see ghosts.
A few days ago, He Guang scrapped his mahogany dagger and dagger. Now that he was so poor that he could barely make ends meet, it was a good opportunity to replenish his weapons.
I followed the system's advice and bought two and got one free. Yes, this unusual pair of glasses was a gift.
Shanzha held his glasses with a hesitant expression, somewhat nervous about returning home.
He Guang and the other two stood up and walked away, leaving Shanzha and his two friends to enjoy the joy of seeing each other again.
Hawthorn took a deep breath, made up his mind to put on his glasses, and his perspective changed immediately.
The world before my eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray. No matter what I looked at, it had lost its past colors. It was very similar to sunglasses, but not the same.
Shanzha turned his gaze towards the tree. When he really saw his two friends, his eyes began to ache. He grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands, "You two... why are you so stupid?"
The two little friends rubbed their hands together, both looking very guilty.
One of them smiled awkwardly, "Well, we didn't mean to die early."
The other one showed an expression of not being able to bear to watch and stepped on the other's instep.
"hawthorn."
The child seemed to be a very calm type. "After more than a year, we should have been reincarnated a long time ago. We have been with you for a year and have learned a lot of new words. We have been staying here because we just want to talk to you."
The lively friend stretched out his hand to hook Shanzha's neck, but his hand was empty like a gust of wind. "Hey, if you're dead, you can't touch it, and you can't eat it. Fortunately, Shanzha, your mother watches TV every night, otherwise we would be bored to death."
Before he could finish his words, he was stepped on by the calm and steady friend again.
"What? I just want to liven up the atmosphere."
Under the glare of his friends, he scratched his hair and said, "Okay, I'll say something serious.
Shanzha, we died because of our own fault. We didn’t listen to the adults or you, and ended up drowning. So don’t feel sorry for us or for not telling us about your situation… If you hadn’t called us back, we might still be coaxing our children in the river.”
Shanzha was stunned. He had indeed tried to summon the souls of his two friends after the accident, but it was just an unwilling attempt. At that time, he was disheartened and thought they were completely gone.
My calm friend also said, "That's pretty much what he said. That's what he meant."
He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the back of Shanzha's hand. "And I'm sorry that I can't grow up with you."
Shanzha bit his lip. He looked very sad, as if he was about to cry, or as if he was about to lose his temper and make a scene.
"I know." He said these three words with difficulty, suppressing the emotions that were about to burst out, "I know, I will grow up well."
"Whatever you wanted to do before, I will definitely do for you in the future."
"Don't live such a hard life." The friend who had been talking in a playful way, was silent for a while and his voice choked up, "Just be good, don't let those people think of you as... We will be relieved."
After all, he couldn't utter the word "monster" that others easily said.
"I can't even beat up people when I turn into a ghost. There's no point in being a ghost!"
Shanzha lowered her head, tears dripping onto her glasses but she was reluctant to pick them off, "You guys..."
"Since people can become ghosts, there must be a next life, right?" The calm friend sniffed, his eyes reddened, "I'm sure we'll see each other again. I will never drink Meng Po soup and I won't forget you."
"Me too."
"Then let's go..."
The bodies of the two friends gradually became transparent. "Take good care of yourself and protect yourself."
"I didn't go to see my parents...will they forget about us in the future?"
"Forgetting is better than crying all the time..."
Where they disappeared, countless beautiful points of light like fireflies flew up into the sky.
Hawthorn took off his glasses and stared at the spots of light until they disappeared.
After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at his empty palms, then buried his face in them.
*
On the way back, He Guang and the other two were a little silent, as if they suddenly had a lot on their minds, and the audience was also filled with emotion.
[I didn’t think it was a big deal at first, but when the child said sorry, I couldn’t grow up with him, I felt really bad.]
[Boo, boo, tears in my eyes]
【Loss is really cruel】
He Guang supported his head with one hand, “There are many farewells in life where we don’t even have the chance to say goodbye.
They've said goodbye well and we should be happy for them."
[But, but, I burst into tears]
[The host is right, there are many farewells in life, and we don’t even have time to say goodbye, but this is the truth, but it makes me feel very sad]
He Guang thought about the beautiful light like fireflies emitted by the souls of Shanzha's two friends when they left and returned to the earth, and he couldn't help but continue to comfort the audience.
"This separation is definitely not a farewell forever. The next time we meet, we will just meet again in a new life form and in a new way. We must believe in miracles!"
"Besides...it's really nice to see you again."
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