ghost?
Xiaolan frowned in disbelief. The familiar attic that he saw as soon as he opened his eyes, the attic that could take him back to the warm past, was actually haunted?
Where did the ghost come from?
"What...what ghost?" Xiaolan was confused, her thoughts completely blocked by the word "ghost".
"Xiaolan, listen to Auntie first. What's the matter? Sisi and I slept with you for two nights and didn't see anything, but you still insisted that there was a sister in the attic who couldn't speak. She seemed to be a Ghost'. Later, Sisi and Lao Liao had no choice but to clear out everything in the attic and seal it up first. You and Lin Zi had a quarrel for a while. You two liked that attic, or Lin Zi persuaded you. , you just obeyed and stopped making trouble. At that time, you should have listened to Lin Zi."
Was it my childhood fantasy? Xiaolan's brows widened, but the question in her heart was not resolved.
My sister who cannot speak, what does she think of as a "ghost"?
"I thought it would be fine if you didn't go to the attic. But not long after, you came over to tell us that the 'silent sister' appeared again. Originally, Xiaolan, you were not afraid of anything. We met in the attic. You weren't too scared when that 'ghost' was there, but slowly, you became scared too. During that time, this incident had a particularly great impact on you, and your whole spirit was different. In the end, there was nothing you could do. I discussed it with old Liao Sisi and took you to the hospital to get a psychiatry appointment, but... the result..."
"What's the result?" Xiaolan came closer curiously, "Is there really something wrong with my brain?"
This sentence sounds really awkward. But Aunt Lin obviously didn't notice this at this moment. She patted her thigh hard, her tone full of annoyance and regret.
"You don't. Xiaolan, there's nothing wrong with you, but... But that kid saw the fact that you were admitted to the psychiatry department... Oh, if I hadn't suggested that Sisi take you to see your mental state earlier. The problem is, maybe Lily won’t die, and Lin Zi won’t run away from home... Oops!..."
It's all connected, everything is connected in Xiaolan's head.
Xiaolan could roughly guess what happened next based on what she already knew.
No wonder there are rumors that I have mental problems.
"That kid went around saying that you were mentally ill and could kill people. These are what we asked about later. You didn't say anything at that time. Someone in the class bullied you, but you didn't tell us or Lin Zi, and you didn't let Lily follow you. Let's talk. You just smile every day, as if everything is normal in school.
"After Lily died, you didn't speak for several days. The boy also seemed to be sick and talked nonsense all day long. We didn't ask anything and had no idea what happened. Lin Zi regretted it so much that he slapped himself hand."
That kind of self appeared in front of Xiaolan's eyes, with dull eyes and a look of lifelessness.
"Then when did I tell you the truth?"
Aunt Lin looked at Xiaolan deeply, pinched Xiaolan's fingers and trembled twice.
"That day, that boy played a prank and poured water all over you at the door of the women's restroom. Poor Xiaolan, you didn't say a word and hid directly in the restroom. As a result, Sayuri saw this scene. Sayuri is usually like a boy. Similarly, when I saw the boy pointing at the toilet door and shouting and laughing outside, I was so angry that I kicked him into the toilet. The three of you didn't know what happened inside, and the people watching the fun outside didn't dare to go in. You could hear a lot of noise inside, and then the teacher came, and when she opened the door, there were screams from downstairs, and Sayuri had... fallen down and died."
Lily... Sayuri...
Xiaolan felt her heart twitching, and suddenly she felt a little out of breath.
"That boy...he said how Sayuri died, was he pushed down?"
"Alas..." Aunt Lin sighed. Facing tragedy again made her look ten years older. "That boy went crazy after he came back. He couldn't speak clearly. The teacher and the police asked him what happened. He He kept saying, 'Liao Yilan killed someone...it wasn't her...it wasn't her...it was her...it was her...', repeating these words in a mess. The police and parents both thought that the child saw his classmate fall from the building and was greatly irritated. It’s unclear.”
"What about me? Didn't I say anything?"
"You are even more outrageous." Aunt Lin shook her head. "In the first few days, you couldn't even speak. After a week, you slowly started to open your mouth. But you said, it's the one in the attic who can't speak." The female ghost who spoke, killed Lily."
It's that female ghost again.
At that time, even the Cheng family and the Liao family desperately thought that this child Xiaolan might also be crazy.
One child died and two went mad.
Things just got out of hand, and Baihe's family was heartbroken. Although the boy's family felt sorry for the crazy child, they knew they were wrong and stopped worrying about it. The Liao family could no longer live in Yangjiang. Soon, the Liao family could no longer live in Yangjiang. He moved to another place, but this time, he was no longer with the Cheng family.
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In the attic.
"The photo was found under the bed."
Xiaolan pointed to the empty bed in front of her. There were traces of Xiaolan's movements on the dusty ground.
In order to identify the ghost in the attic and Xiaolin's photo, they returned to Xiaolan's home.
"It didn't exist originally," Xiaolan said while demonstrating. "I sat on the bed for a while, and the photo appeared under the bed. I thought it might be stuck in the middle of the bed."
Aunt Lin held the photo and stared at it for a long time.
"The other half of this photo is you. When Lin Zi left, he took the other half with him."
Xiaolan nodded, she had already guessed it.
"Auntie, how did I describe the female ghost in the attic?"
Aunt Lin raised her head and thought deeply.
"Throughout the summer, the attic has been a place for you and Lin Zi to play. Later Lily joined and the attic became a secret base for the three of you. You played here during the day and slept here at night. But, suddenly one day, you Tell Sisi, yesterday at the bedside, a sister who couldn’t speak appeared..."————————————————
Yesterday, a sister who couldn't speak suddenly appeared beside the bed.
I couldn't see my sister clearly, she was like a shadow, looming.
She wanted to say something and opened her mouth to shout, but no sound came out.
She seemed to be in a hurry, banging on something desperately, as if there was a piece of glass between us.
I should be afraid, but I'm not.
"Sister, do you need my help?"
But my sister could hear me, probably because she was no longer anxious.
She moved her lips, as if she said something to me, and then disappeared. ——————————————————————
"According to you, the female ghost appeared several times more. The last time she appeared in front of you was the day Lily died. The three of you were fighting in the bathroom. The boy was humiliated in public and lost his mind with anger. Lily also You were fighting with him like crazy. You wanted to stop them, but the boy pushed you away and almost fell off the window sill. Lily saw it and quickly went over to catch you. The boy rushed forward and grabbed Lily's hair. She fell to the window sill, and suddenly, the female ghost in the attic appeared from the window and grabbed Lily's hand, and Lily just..."
Listening to the aunt's words, it seemed as if the incident was happening again in front of Xiaolan.
The screaming girl, the dangerous window sill, the frightened boy, and a small light and shadow jumping out of the window sill.
The sound of falling.
The noise started downstairs, it was too noisy, it was too noisy, and the world suddenly became noisy.
Too noisy, too noisy.
Xiaolan covered her ears.
She felt her chest was tight and her heartbeat became very noisy, as if a heavy hammer was beating on her chest.
Can't breathe anymore.
It seems like it's about to... It seems like it's about to...
"Xiaolan...what's wrong, Xiaolan?"
Xiaolan woke up with a start, and in front of her was Aunt Lin with a concerned expression.
"Auntie, I just seemed..."
"Did you remember something?" Aunt Lin came over and patted her back, "I'm still feeling unwell, and suddenly I'm sweating profusely."
"It seems...I've gone back..."
