Chapter 33 and the most dull protagonist
As soon as Meng Weishen asked the question, the person hugging him was caught in Medusa's spell and became motionless like a stone statue.
The hard muzzle of the gun was still pressed against his waist, and no matter how he moved, he felt the foreign object more strongly. He struggled slightly, and the foreign object slid from his waist to the side of his leg, threatening to accidentally discharge the gun, or even ignite his... He hadn't drunk a single drop of alcohol today, so why would he have such a reaction?
He didn't dare to act rashly.
At such a critical moment, the other party took the initiative to let him go. He only groaned softly and fell straight back, as if shot, without moving.
What's going on? This big carp was jumping around just a second ago, how come it suddenly fell over with its belly facing up? Could it be dead?
Meng Weishen hurried over and touched the other person's cold face. He was not awake. He sniffed and found that he was alive. Alive, that was good.
Using the light from his phone, he found the power card on Jiang Ranxu's bedside table. The light dispelled the terrifying darkness and brushed across Jiang Ranxu's body, and he finally slowly opened his eyes.
Jiang Ranxu half-raised himself, his palms pressed against his temples, his fingers buried deep in his hair, blocking the light from his eyes.
"What happened? Why am I in your bed?"
"You are possessed by Haihe's mother."
"Possessed?"
Meng Weishen nodded and explained everything in detail: "She wanted to find her son, but couldn't go downstairs, so she asked me to play her son. She might be the earthbound spirit on the second floor of the B&B."
Jiang Ranxu gave him a blank look. He continued to press hard against his solar plexus, perhaps suffering from the aftereffects of the demonic possession.
"I'm going to wash my face and calm down."
Jiang Ranxu said he was washing his face, but being locked in the bathroom for more than half an hour was enough to solve some unspeakable problems.
When he turned back, Jiang Ranxu was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, not sure if it was from sleepiness or boredom. He didn't bother him anymore, drifting silently to the other bed, curling up under the covers with his back to him.
Meng Weishen left a bedside lamp on, emitting a warm glow. The light outlined the lines of his back, which looked rather frail in only his pajamas.
It turned out that he had really started a fire just now, and the flames had been stirring in his chest.
He stood up on the bed, skipping the step of putting on his shoes, stepped across the gap between the two beds, and forced his way onto the edge of the other bed.
"I'll sleep with you." Meng Weishen touched Jiang Ranxu's scapula as a comfort. "Don't be afraid. I left the light on. She won't come again."
Jiang Ranxu turned slightly to look at him without saying a word. However, he moved aside, giving him half of his space, and then opened the quilt to him.
As soon as he lay down, Jiang Ranxu opened his arms and wrapped him up completely. The weather had actually warmed up a long time ago, so the other party didn't need to worry about him catching a cold at night.
The light was left on in the room, and no more monsters appeared in the second half of the night.
Meng Weishen even had a sweet dream. He dreamed of his mother.
The time in the dream has reached midsummer, or has gone back to a midsummer in his memory - time is actually an arc, there is no need to worry too much about the relationship between the past and the present.
Meng Lirong successfully finished teaching her senior year class and, with some free time, finally took the children home for summer vacation. The Gaokao results were about to be out, and many students and parents had the good news, inviting her to thank-you dinners. She was inundated with calls, delighted. Meng Weishen sat beside her, doing his summer homework, and the thought of being with her for the next two months was also a source of joy.
Meng Lirong said goodbye to the parents on the phone, a smile still lingering in the corner of her eyes. There were no new calls coming in, and her eyes finally fell on the child, and she smiled and sighed:
"Weiwei, which university will you apply to in the future?"
Meng Weishen didn't know either, but he clumsily tried to please her: "Beijing, right? Mom, you like universities in Beijing the most."
"If you pass the exam and go to Beijing, will you come back?"
In his dream, he answered as a matter of course: "I want to come back and spend the summer vacation with my mother."
The next day, he woke up at around noon, having missed his nine o'clock alarm. Or perhaps someone had turned it off for him in time, even though his phone was still safely tucked away under the covers.
The only suspect was fresh out of the shower.
Jiang Ranxu walked out of the bathroom, half-lifting his damp hair, and sat down next to the nearest electrical outlet to blow dry it. His behavior seemed somewhat deliberate, considering there were so many electrical outlets in the room.
Jiang Ranxu said in a normal tone: "Good morning."
As the hair dryer whirred, tiny drops of water from the other person's hair occasionally splashed onto his face, and a familiar herbal scent washed over him. He suddenly realized that they had shared the same shampoo during their trip and had exchanged countless scent molecules last night.
A certain boundary had been inadvertently broken, and he hesitated: "Good morning."
"Pack up your things and let's check out. This place is too spooky to live in."
Of course, Meng Weishen didn't want to make a sequel to "The Grudge" in Tianjin, so he decided to withdraw and started packing his bags.
His luggage was light, so he could just stuff it all into his backpack. He had originally thought it would take a while to pack Jiang Ranxu's treasure chest, but he had amazing planning skills and had already packed his luggage while he was asleep, so Jiang Ranxu ended up waiting for him instead.
The B&B remained unchanged from yesterday. The second-floor guest room was still empty, the old man was nowhere to be seen, and Haihe was still doing his homework in the yard. If it weren't for the charred black burn marks on the ground, Meng Weishen would have had the illusion of time looping.
"Go get the car first and wait for me outside the yard." Jiang Ranxu said abruptly, "I have something to talk to Haihe about."
"What's going on? Aren't you going together?"
Jiang Ranxu said, "I discovered yesterday that his teeth are seriously buckled. I want to teach him the correct way to brush his teeth."
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"You still can't get through to your mother?"
Haihe nodded timidly and returned the phone to Jiang Ranxu, "Thank you. Brother, you go back first. I'll think of another way."
"Go to Beijing to find her. I'll reimburse your travel expenses."
"Beijing is so big. I don't know where she lives. Grandpa and Dad won't let me contact Mom."
"You want to resist." Jiang Ranxu frowned and said, "You are a grown-up boy now. You can resist."
Haihe hung his head and remained silent.
Encouraging a minor to fight with their parents like he did back then was suspected of inciting crime. Jiang Ranxu had no choice but to say goodbye to the boy.
He was about to look for a car when Haihe's grandfather rushed in from outside the yard. His face was red, and his few sparse hairs stood up. He kicked the boy's thin back:
"What's with the woman in high heels? Are you the one behind this? Is it you? Now the customer wants compensation, give you to them! Let's see how much you're worth!"
Haihe stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground. Today he didn't cry, but wiped his face numbly and stood up again.
"If you hit me again, I'll call the police!" Meng Weishen finally caught up with Grandpa Haihe and pulled the old man away. "I asked you to explain the haunting. You're almost dead, and you're still blaming a kid?"
The old man changed his expression and smiled apologetically, "Brother, you don't know, this unfortunate kid is not normal. He... Ugh! I'm embarrassed to tell you!"
"If it's embarrassing, then stop talking and tell the police."
As long as Meng Weishen interferes, the development of the situation often exceeds Jiang Ranxu's expectations.
Jiang Ranxu couldn't find any reason to dissuade the other party from calling the police, so he simply made up his mind, closed his eyes, and went to the police station with the other party.
The last day of their trip to Tianjin was spent in the police station.
Experts are everywhere. The police officers at the police station have seen too many bizarre cases and are all detectives. After some questioning by the police comrades, the two were informed of the official investigation results in the afternoon.
There were no ghosts or monsters in the B&B. The sounds of high heels and crying they heard were all caused by Haihe.
Haihe admitted to having a secret curiosity about women's clothing. Many people online loved watching him dress like a woman and talk like a girl. These strangers (mostly men) gave him great encouragement and even gave him tips as pocket money.
Grandpa usually forbade him from using his phone or computer, but there was a desktop computer in the presidential guest room on the second floor that didn't require a password. He could only sneak up to the second floor every night while Grandpa was asleep, use that computer to livestream his cross-dressing videos, or wear women's clothing to video chat with netizens.
Coincidentally, the presidential room was the room next to theirs, and the computer was right next to where Meng Weishen slept, just across the wall. That's why Meng Weishen felt the sound was so close.
The police have criticized and educated Haihe, Haihe's grandfather, and Haihe's mother. Haihe promised not to chat with strangers online anymore, and Haihe's grandfather also promised not to beat the child anymore.
Finally, Haihe's mother was alive and well and agreed to take the child away at night. Haihe burned paper just to make his grandfather think he was crazy and send him back to his mother.
Jiang Ranxu knew these facts on the first night of his stay.
As a materialist who had spent the night with the anatomy teacher during finals week, Jiang Ranxu was awakened by footsteps that night and immediately confronted the enemy. He walked out of the guest room and happened to run into Haihe in women's clothing.
The scene was indeed a bit weird: a red skirt, high heels, and a cheap wig, all of these outfits appeared on an adolescent boy at the same time, making the boy look like he was possessed by a female ghost.
He agreed to help Haihe keep the secret, but also took advantage of it without authorization.
As the two walked out of the police station, Meng Weishen was still sighing: "The police comrades are really detectives."
Jiang Ranxu felt guilty and abruptly avoided the topic: "What do you want to eat tonight? Should we go back to Beijing or find a restaurant in Tianjin?"
Meng Weishen insisted on mentioning: "Oh, by the way, I also asked the police officer privately what the situation was when you were possessed by a female ghost."
"Let's go to Tianjin. How about Lao Mo? I came here for my birthday when I was a kid, and I remember the food was pretty authentic..."
"The officer said you were tired from traveling during the day and were exposed to too many psychological cues about ghosts, which caused you to be nervous. This may be why you experienced sleepwalking symptoms."
"The officer is absolutely right. I used to sleepwalk occasionally, too." Jiang Ranxu immediately agreed, "Don't dwell on it. Let the past be the past. Let's get back to Beijing as soon as possible."
Meng Weishen looked thoughtful. "By the way, after we return to Beijing, can you help me free up a bedroom? I plan to use the rest of my vacation to move."
"Don't worry. Your room has been prepared long ago, and so has Qin Shi Huang's room. You can just move in directly."
Jiang Ranxu answered without hesitation. When he realized that this made him appear too impatient, it was too late to take back his words.
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