Chapter 11 Heartbroken
At this moment, the phone, which had been silent for a long time, finally rang, but the two words "dearest love" on the screen became so ironic and annoying.
Junlan didn't want to answer the call at all, nor did she think about saying anything to him. She hung up and rang again, and then she simply put him on the blacklist. Then the text messages continued, but Junlan still ignored them.
Not long after, Fan Xi came to the door in person.
Junlan didn't want to upset her family with her affairs, so she decided to talk to him calmly.
In order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the two elders, they both acted as if nothing had happened in tacit understanding.
The two elders also felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but they didn't want to disturb them too much.
After sitting for less than five minutes, the two took the opportunity to go out.
After being several hundred meters away from home, Junlan finally couldn't help but collapse.
She ran forward like crazy, and Fan Xi kept chasing her, shouting, "Junlan, don't run! Be careful where you are going!"
After all, Fanxi is a man, and Junlan can't outrun him no matter how fast she runs. Every time she is caught by him, she struggles to walk away. After a few times, passers-by are waiting for their performance like watching a show.
It didn't take long before he finally realized that now was not the time to talk, and what Jun Lan needed was calmness.
In the end, he could only watch Jun Lan disappear in front of him.
Junlan found herself wandering aimlessly on the streets after getting rid of Fanxi.
She recalled many things in her past with Fanxi, but she just didn't know what to do in the future.
Suddenly, she heard a sharp "beep beep" sound from the distance. She turned around and saw a dazzling light that made her unable to open her eyes.
With a "bang", Jun Lan felt like she was flying, her whole body was in pain, and then she knew nothing.
She felt herself becoming very light, and she saw many people rushing over, including Fanxi, who was holding someone and shouting loudly.
She also walked over to take a look, and found that the person they were surrounding was herself lying in a pool of blood.
She didn't think there was anything to be afraid of. It would be good to just go away once and for all after a brief pain. At least her body would suffer less, and her family would not have to bear the risk of spending huge medical expenses and still not being able to save her.
The only regret she felt was towards her parents. As an only child, she felt so unfilial to have to see her parents die in their old age, and she felt so sorry to leave them helpless in their old age.
However, all of this was beyond her control and not what she wanted. All of this could only be said to be her fate.
She watched herself being put into the ambulance and taken to the hospital, and the scene she least wanted to see appeared: her parents were pulling her and lying on a stretcher, crying her heart out.
She was too lazy to comfort them, she knew it was useless to say anything, they couldn't see her and couldn't hear her words. Oh, she also saw Fan Xi hiding aside with red eyes, the man who didn't shed a single tear when his mother passed away, but now his eyes were red for her. It was really ridiculous, just a fake sympathy of the cat crying over the mouse.
She coldly watched herself lying naked on the operating table, then looked around at the doctors and nurses busy running around to save her. She was both moved and helpless. She really wanted to say to them, "Thank you, don't waste your time, let me go!"
At this moment, she seemed to be slowly sucked in by something and gradually disappeared from this world where she had lived for more than 20 years.
She seemed to have come to a dreamlike place, which was like the beautiful scenery of the Jiangnan region during the Republic of China period. It was so beautiful that it didn't seem like a real place.
It was an endless misty Jiangnan, with not a single person around.
She recalled that it was indeed the place that appeared in her dream, but at this time there should be an elegant lady in cheongsam embroidering!
While she was thinking, she suddenly felt someone tapping her shoulder. She was startled and turned around in panic and said, "Can you see me?"
The woman who patted her shoulder was the woman she had dreamed of and the woman in the oil painting in Room 666.
Woman: "Not only can I see you, but I brought you back here from hell. Aren't you looking for me too?"
Jun Lan gathered herself, carefully recalling and digesting everything that had just happened. One moment she was walking down the street, the next she was in the hospital, and now she was in this incomprehensible place. Forget it, a dead person is no different from a dead pig, unafraid of boiling water. What was there to be afraid of? Was she really going to drag herself into the eighteen levels of hell to be tortured?
"Who are you? Why do I feel like you have something to do with me?"
"You and I are not only related, but we have a very long connection!"
"Then tell me what's going on."
"My name is Daiqing, and we're related, probably cousins. I still have some unresolved ties in my past life, so I came to you now. I thought I'd have to wait forever before I could actually meet and talk with you, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon."
"Then are you the same as me..." Jun Lan really couldn't bring herself to say the word ghost.
"Yes, you guessed right. To put it nicely, we are souls. To put it bluntly, we are ghosts. We are all people who no longer exist in this world."
"Ah? Then we are all ghosts. I, a new ghost, can't help you, an old ghost. Then why are you looking for me? What else can we talk about? People are dead, so why can't we let go? Forget it, let's go where we should go! Let's not stay in a place where we shouldn't be."
"You're quite the Buddhist. Do you think I don't want to reincarnate? I'm trapped in that painting. I can only find you because of our blood relationship. At least you have to help me for the sake of our relationship!"
Jun Lan: "I didn't expect you to look like someone from the 1930s or 1940s, but your thinking is quite trendy. I want to help you, but we are all the same now, what can we do?"
Dai Qing: "I am beyond saving, but you can still save me. I can help you return to life, but you must free my soul from that painting."
Jun Lan muttered to herself, "What's going on now? It feels like both Soul Chariot and the Pawnshop."
Seeing Junlan still hesitating, Daiqing could only add fuel to the fire: "You just saw how heartbroken your parents were! Now is just the beginning. Do you want them to live like this for the rest of their lives, relying on missing you?"
These words touched the softest part of Jun Lan's heart. Her own death was a fact, so there was nothing to regret. But leaving her parents to suffer in this world alone would be a sin. With only her soul left, how could she take advantage of her? Take it!
When I thought about the fact that I had nothing left to lose, I might as well take a gamble with her. Maybe I could really turn the tables.
Junlan: "Tell me, how can I help you?"
Dai Qing showed a victorious smile: "So you agree?"
"Yes, go ahead."
"Words are not enough."
Suddenly, a glass of water appeared in Daiqing's hand. She reached into Junlan's heart, took out a drop of blood and dripped it into the glass of water.
Jun Lan: "You can still take my blood even if I die"
"This isn't just ordinary blood; it's heart blood, used by ghosts like us to forge alliances and pledge vows. If you drink this bowl of water, the pact between us will be sealed."
There was no point in hesitating at this point, so Jun Lan took the blood and drank it all.
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