Chapter 7 Love and trust are twin brothers

After that, I started to like looking for immortals and strange things.As soon as someone told me where the best fortune teller was, I immediately rushed there without hesitation, told my birth date, and stretched out my hand for someone to look at. I don't believe that what I think will really be written in those palm lines, but if I don't believe it, I don't know who to believe.I had no choice but to comfort myself by saying that if this one doesn't work, maybe the next one will work. Gradually, I became a half-immortal myself, holding other people's palms and talking about it for a long time, talking about "wisdom line" and "marriage line" and so on.I also know that the so-called character testing is actually dismantling characters, removing the radicals of a good new character and recombining it with "gold, wood, water, fire and earth", and then saying some ambiguous and specious words according to the time and situation, so as not to fascinate people for a while. Strange.

But I understand it, and I still can't help but seek comfort in Zixu Realm. Disputing tricks with charlatan warlocks has become a major theme of my life, otherwise I really don't know what to do. Once I met a very special exorcist, an old man in his nineties, who neither looked at the palmistry nor asked about his horoscope, but pinched my right middle finger slightly, and said with certainty: "I was shocked." I'm dead." Then he ordered me to lie flat, and put a compass on my chest, and the needle of the compass suddenly spun wildly. The old man stared at it for a while, and said, "It's a female ghost, and the ghost will linger." I was terrified, knowing that This time I met a real immortal, and immediately begged: "Master, what should I do?"

However, his method was nothing more than watering the scriptures, which proved to be ineffective at all. The external identity of "Daxian" is a painter who works part-time as a fortune teller, so it is particularly convincing.Once, we were talking about Wu Daidangfeng from the Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes, and he suddenly said, "Look at your feet." up.The painter said in a low voice, "Here she is." I felt the hairs all over my body stand on end.So the painter began to draw mantras and ordered me to burn incense and kowtow in front of Guanyin.But afterwards it was still useless.

The wedding day is approaching day by day, so Yiran urged me: "I have ordered a monthly subscription beauty treatment for you, you must remember to go there on time; there is also Dr. Cheng, he said that you have been out of the clinic several times, why?" "Because I've been feeling better recently." I lied to him.If lying to him can make him feel at ease, why not do it? In fact I'm not doing well at all, and getting worse.Things have developed to the point where I can smell formalin as soon as it gets dark or in a dark place, and I can see Xu Nongqin's pale face as soon as I close my eyes. I feel that I am on the verge of collapse. Suddenly screaming and going crazy, or, I have already gone crazy, but I haven't admitted it yet, and the people around me haven't discovered it yet.So I must deceive them, with the prudence and shrewdness of a madman, lest I be sent to a madhouse.

I can’t see my own face in the mirror, blood is pouring out of the faucet, and when I open the refrigerator, I often see a frozen human head that is steaming white, and chewing any animal meat makes me sick. I sank in an invisible river, colder and more hopeless every day, but there was nothing I could do, not even a signal for help.Because the answers I can get are nothing more than "You are too thoughtful" or "This is all your own fantasy", and the only help I can get is to return to Dr. Cheng Zhifang's clinic again. No, no one can help me. I'm already doomed to wither day by day in Xu Nongqin's lingering soul, until she gets revenge and kills me.But what enmity do I have with her?I'm innocent, innocent, why doesn't she let me go?

I found Xu Nongqin's grave. There was no one in the cemetery at dusk.It doesn't take much effort to find her grave—the huge white marble stele is taller and grander than all the ones nearby—typical Zhong Chubo's style, no matter what he does, he likes to be more ostentatious than others, even building steles. There is a photo of Xu Nongqin embedded in the stele, and the inscription "The Tomb of Xu's Nongqin in the Zhongmen Gate" is a very old-fashioned way of writing, which firmly nails a woman's identity before and after her death on the tombstone.Life is a member of the Zhong family, and death is the ghost of the Zhong family.

But if the ghost of the Zhong family didn't go to the Zhong family, why did they come to me, Lu Chen'er? I stared at Xu Nongqin's photo.In the photo, she is graceful and beautiful, without any hostility. That's probably a photo of her when she was young. She was once a beautiful woman, but what drove her crazy? The wind is blowing at the top of the forest, the branches are shaking, and the faint white mist and the formaldehyde that seems to be far away are lingering around the tombstone. There is a kind of coldness that subtly rises from the bottom of my heart. In the cemetery, how many lonely souls without owners are crying and wandering?

I forced myself to stand firmly, and said word by word: "I don't know your past, and I have no intention of breaking into your world. We are two people who have nothing to do with each other. It is your own misunderstanding that dragged me into this world." Go out of your life. Let me go, I didn't hurt you, and you don't come to me again, okay?" Lin Feng trembled, I looked around, and called out to the desolate cemetery: "Come on, I'm not afraid of you, if you have anything to say, tell me clearly in person, don't sneak around and hurt people!" I was so sad that I laughed softly, "Sneaky", isn't she just a ghost?I thought, I'm really going crazy, I don't have much chance to go into the wedding hall, the place I should go most is actually a mental hospital, and I will probably spend the rest of my life in the hospital.

I fell down on the tombstone and couldn't help crying. Suddenly rustling footsteps sounded behind her, Xu Nongqin, she's finally here! I turned around abruptly, but what I saw was Zhong Chubo. This is the first time I saw Zhong Chubo after the accident.He had regained his ability to play freely and self-willed, Xu Nongqin's death did not cause him much harm, on the contrary, he seemed to be relieved by it, and lived more freely. From beginning to end, the victim turned out to be only me.Why? I felt angry and accused him: "It was you who snubbed her, hurt her, and forced her to commit suicide. Why do you have no guilt?"

"I've never known guilt as a human being." Zhong Chubo sneered, bent over and put a bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of the stele. "I don't know how much trouble she caused me when she was alive, and now she is buried with someone's surname in my name, which is considered a worthy death." "Since you are so cold-blooded, why do you come to see her?" "Wrong, I didn't come to see her, I came to see you." "Find me?" "I heard that you asked around where Xu Nongqin was buried, so I knew you would come here, and came here to try your luck." Zhong Chubo suddenly took a step forward, grabbed my arm, and stared at me, "Chen'er, we are really destined, aren't we?" ?"

"What are you doing?" I backed away in shock, but was pulled by him and couldn't move, so I stopped struggling and just looked into his eyes coldly, "Zhong Chubo, I'm getting married soon, even the date has been set, don't be wishful thinking .” Zhong Chubo sneered "hehe": "It's good to be infatuated, but it's not delusional. You rejected me several times before, but it was because I was married. Now that the obstacles have been removed, you have no reason to reject me, right?" "No, I reject you not because you are married, but because I have never liked you at all. What I love is Ke Yiran, and we are getting married soon!" "Don't keep emphasizing on your shitty marriage!" Zhong Chubo interrupted me roughly, "What is marriage? A piece of paper! What I hate most in my fucking life is marriage! Lu Chen'er, listen, It doesn't matter whether you are married or not, in short, if I have a crush on you, you are destined to be my man!" I was so angry that I pointed to Xu Nongqin's tombstone and asked, "Zhong Chubo, this is your wife's tomb, and you said such things when her bones were still wet. Aren't you afraid of offending her?" "I'm not afraid of her alive. What's there to be afraid of when she's dead?" Zhong Chubo laughed loudly, "I'm a wicked person. Haven't you heard the saying that ghosts are afraid of wicked people? Me, even a ghost can do nothing to me!" The wind in the cemetery suddenly tightened, and the fog became thicker and thicker. The branches were shaking violently, making a "rustling" sound, as if to condemn.I was terrified and asked sharply: "Zhong Chubo, haven't you heard the ghost's curse?" Zhong Chubo casually broke off a branch in front of the grave, raised his hand and yanked it on the tombstone, and drank solemnly: "Who dares?!" I seemed to hear a moan, it was the angry moan of Xu Nongqin's ghost.I know she is angry, yes, she is afraid of Zhong Chubo, and she has nothing to do with him, but she is not afraid of me, so she chases me and vents all her grievances on me. "Zhong Chubo, stop!" I couldn't hold it anymore, "Let me go, let me go, I want to get out of here." "Don't go!" He pushed my back against the pine tree, there was no way I could avoid it, and then, a mountain seemed to fall down. I closed my eyes in despair and wept.In this lonely cemetery, even if you call for help, only the ghosts will hear you.Being chased so badly by a ghost has exhausted me physically and mentally, but now I know that people are far more terrifying than ghosts.The couple Xu Nongqin and Zhong Chubo are really a natural couple. Although they were born as resentful spouses, they are equally paranoid and domineering.But why?What kind of enmity do I have with him and his wife? Why would they refuse to let me go even if they die all their lives? I don't know how long it has passed, but the strange thing is that Zhong Chubo didn't take any further action.I opened my eyes and saw his focused and strange expression, and I was obviously moved and shocked.When he met my eyes, he suddenly sighed: "Lu Chen'er, you... well, I'll take you home." "No, please take me to Shui Wuyou." I didn't expect to meet Yiran in "Shui Wuyou". What was even more surprising was that Concubine Dorothy was also there.Seeing me, she had obvious embarrassment on her face: "Chen'er, you're here too. I'm discussing with Mr. Ke about the bridesmaid dresses." "Oh, let's talk about it." I said numbly, my mind was empty. Concubine Dorothy obviously misunderstood my indifference, and her attitude became more restrained: "No, no, we've finished talking, I still have something to do, you sit down, I'll go first." I obediently sat down in the seat she just vacated, without even knowing to say "goodbye" to her. And from the beginning to the end, Yiran didn't say a word, until he watched Concubine Tao Le walk away, and then asked coldly: "Have you met Zhong Chubo? Why don't you invite him in for a while?" "How do you know I've seen him?" As soon as I asked, I knew how stupid I was, because the window of "Songfeng" just faced the street, so he could clearly see Zhong Chubo's "Benz" at the door Stop and drive away again.I was full of grievances at first, and wanted to complain to him about Zhong Chubo's assault on me, but when I heard his bad tone, I knew that he had already become suspicious. To be honest, I could only add fuel to the fire and mess things up.I had no choice but to swallow all the bitterness, and said wearily: "Yiran, are you willing to believe that Zhong Chubo and I just met by chance?" "Coincidence? What a coincidence!" Ke Yiran sneered, "Concubine Tao Le said, you lost your composure when you heard Zhong Chubo's name, and kept saying that you never wanted to step into the right and wrong place again, but on the other hand, you secretly talked to him again." private meeting!" "What is a private meeting?" I was also annoyed, "Don't speak so harshly! I haven't married you yet, so you have no right to speak to me in such a tone." "Okay, then let's change the tone. I am willing to believe that there is nothing wrong between you and Zhong Chubo, but can you tell me honestly, why did you go to the beach park that afternoon when Xu Nongqin had an accident? ?” "He drove the car there, and I fell asleep in the car..." I stopped, knowing that I couldn't explain it clearly anyway, and the more I explained, the more ambiguous and humiliating it became.Tears welled up, and there was a kind of sadness in my heart that the situation was over, and I clearly saw that the distance between me and Yi Ran was getting farther and farther, but there was nothing I could do. "So, I'm not your prisoner, so you can't interrogate me like this." "You are speechless, right?" "Okay, let's take it as my guilty conscience. Since we lack the minimum trust between us, the marriage is meaningless, and we are over." I stood up and turned to leave. Yiran stopped me: "Wait a minute. You're always like this, leaving as soon as you say anything, without any sincerity. Since you are so insincere to me, then marriage really means nothing. Lu Chen'er , please think carefully about whether you want to take this step. If you leave, we will really be finished." I heard a broken voice in my chest, it's over, we're really over.So, you know how much I love you, how I don't want it to end, I'm struggling alone in helplessness and fear, how I wish you could give me a hand.But why do you doubt me and give up on me?If even you leave me, I will really have nothing, and even have no interest in life!So, why don't you keep me, but force me to make a choice?If we take that step, we're really doomed. No, I don't want to finish, but, with such indifference and arrogance, how can I stay?Love is the most noble thing in life to me, but self-esteem is more important than life! I looked back at him, and looked again, if he really loved me, if he really understood me, he should read the pleading and weakness in my eyes, however, his eyes were silent.I sighed, turned around, and pushed the door to leave, but my heart was praying, calling for help: If so, keep me, as long as you keep me again, I would like to confess everything to you, in fact, I have longed to be with you Frankly, I'm just afraid that you won't believe me... "Wait a minute!" I was overjoyed, because he finally let me stay.I turned around and looked at him. However, all he wanted to say was: "You don't have to go, I'll go!" he's gone.So relentless and ruthless. he's gone! The door closed behind him with a bang, and the fragments of his heart scattered all over the floor.I sat down softly again, and unconsciously picked up a tea cup and stared blankly. My brain seemed to be emptied, and I no longer had any emotions, anger, thoughts, or even sadness. There were footsteps approaching, and then the door was pushed open again.But I know that's not the case. I raised my head and saw Wuyou's delicate and delicate face. She took the teacup from her own hand, and looked at the stain of lipstick left on it with disgust—it was left by Concubine Dorothy just now, probably from Jin Yuxi's brand, an extremely flamboyant and bright red."Your Chinese friend with a foreign name is jealous of you," she said. I nodded: "But Yiran would rather believe her." "Yiran will not." Wuyou said contemptuously, "How can Yiran like a vulgar powder who doesn't even know how to clean up her lipstick before drinking tea?" "But Yiran gave up on me. Worry-free, love and trust, why can't they coexist?" Wuyou looked at me sympathetically: "Chen'er, do you know? Your greatest loveliness is that you are easy to trust, but this is also the Achilles' heel that makes you most vulnerable to injury. Maybe what you said is right, love and trust are A pair of twin brothers were born side by side, but being close when they were young does not mean that they will be together forever when they grow up. In a lifelong blind date, you can't rely on reason, but use your mind and treat love as a career to save the crisis." I smiled sadly: "Wuyou, thank you, you are really good at comforting people. But I have no strength to save love..." Endured and endured, endured and endured, tears still flowed down, suppressed for too long, and now the abandonment has finally become the last straw on the camel's back, crushing me to the point of collapse. I hugged Wuyou's waist and cried weakly, "Wuyou, I lost, to a ghost!"