C29 (1/2)
Li Youlan had been annihilated just like that.
I was still in a trance, unable to accept this reality. Two hours ago, when we were eating in the couple's restaurant, she turned into a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone.
The change was too fast.
Damn, it's spinning faster than a wheel...
I couldn't help but curse in my heart.
But I have nothing to mourn, nothing to linger for. Li Youlan had already pinched my neck twice, strangling all of my good feelings towards her. And I've done everything I could to help her, but she doesn't appreciate it at all.
The old Daoist and I walked out of Li Youlan's rented house. After walking for over twenty meters, when we looked back, we saw that the house had been turned into ruins. In the midst of the ruins stood a completely ruined building.
The old Daoist patted my shoulder and said, ”Brat, let's go have a drink together.”
He knew I was not in a good mood, so he suggested it.
I nodded.
So we went to a stall and sat down and ordered two plates of fried beef, two plates of fried beef, and two dozen beers, and drank until half past two in the morning.
When I got back to the dormitory, I was already drunk. The old Taoist drank more than I did, but nothing happened, not even a blush.
This bastard drank even more fiercely than he drank water. After drinking twelve beers in a dozen beers, he didn't even belch once.
The old man helped me back to my room, threw me on the bed, and then went back to his own room.
I was drunk, but conscious.
Drinking alcohol was actually just an excuse. Under the stimulation of alcohol, although it would make one's body feel uncomfortable, at the same time, it would also make one's consciousness clearer, making one's nerves more sensitive.
I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I kept thinking about Lee Youlan.
Her face, her smile, her long hair, and her long legs came into my mind. If she were a person, she would definitely be a beauty.
The thought of her being a ghost made me think of her terrible and pitiful appearance.
Her bloodshot eyes, her dry face, came into my mind as clearly as if she were standing in front of me.
In a daze, I seemed to see Li Youlan floating on the ceiling above me. Her long hair hung down, covering her sinister face. Blood dripped from her unclear face, dripping onto mine …
Tick...
I suddenly felt a cold sensation on my face. I suddenly shuddered and bounced up from the bed. Quickly, I used my hand to touch my face. I discovered that there was a drop of water on my face …
What was going on?
My heart began to race, and my drunkenness was swallowed up by fear.
I quickly got out of bed and turned on the light. By the light of the lamp, I could see that the water in my hands was dark. I smelled it again.
Could it be that, just now, that was …
I immediately felt a depressed feeling in my chest. I couldn't breathe, my scalp went numb, and a drop of foul smelling sewage dripped from the ceiling onto my face. What the hell is going on?
Didn't the old Taoist seal my door and windows with the Evil Warding Curse?
When I turned to look at the balcony, I saw that the door to the balcony was quietly open …
Only then did I remember that when I came back, I went to the balcony to wash my face, but I forgot to close it when I entered the dormitory.
”We haven't had a good feeling about it yet. The snowflakes are blooming in this climate. If we tremble together, we'll understand better what gentleness means ….”
Suddenly, I heard a girl singing ”Red Bean” from outside the balcony. I stared at the balcony, but I didn't see anything.
I told the old man that there was a ghost in my bathroom, but he just didn't believe it, and now it's all right, it's me who's going to suffer, not him.
Just die!
I rushed over and closed the door to the balcony, locking it behind me.
As soon as she closed the door, the girl's singing voice immediately disappeared.
All that was left in the dormitory was silence, a heavy silence, like lead, pressing down on me so hard I couldn't breathe.