Chapter 110 Chapter 27 Contact Events

During the time when my grandfather was concentrating on making the iron gate, I remembered a strange thing when I first entered college.At that time, I never thought that what happened more than ten years later could be related to what I am doing now.Even when that incident happened, I didn't think it had something to do with the ghost prostitute many years ago. Sometimes, I do have to be so stupid.For example, when I was in elementary school, I learned a text called "The Pony Crossing the River". I always wondered why the buffalo and the squirrel said the river was shallow and the other said it was deep.After I finished that text, the revelation was that one of the buffalo and the squirrel was deceiving the pony, so only through my own experience can I expose the false face of the matter.When I was in high school, I accidentally opened a textbook for elementary school, and realized that buffaloes are tall and squirrels are short.

The thing about the ghost prostitute happened in my third month of college. It was an evening self-study, and a classmate named Jiaopi was sitting next to me.The entire study room was quiet, only students in twos and threes were reading books and doing problems in the classroom.Jiao Pi suddenly patted me on the shoulder and said, "Look, the girl walking over there also has a notebook like yours in her hand." "First check to see if it is beautiful." I kept the pen in my hand, and continued to write articles that could not be published without raising my head.I have to admit that I am very obsessed with literature, and I always fantasize that my words can be turned into printed characters and show my face in major newspapers and magazines.But the cruel result is that he can only comfort himself with a little money in the school newspaper.

"Huh?" Jiao Pi didn't understand what I meant. "If it's beautiful, it proves that there is a fate between us." I tapped my forehead with the tip of my pen, which means that my writing is full of thoughts. "Huh?" Jiaopi is really as stubborn as ice, with a large skull, but it doesn't contain many brain cells. "If it's not beautiful, it's just a coincidence." I kept scribbling in my notebook again. Jiao Pi let out an "oh", didn't speak any more, and lowered his head to write his homework in peace.During the whole process, I didn't even look at the girl Jiao Pi mentioned.

After finishing self-study, there is a cafeteria on the way back to the dormitory from the classroom.When I passed the cafeteria, I caught a glimpse of a small willow tree growing in a deserted corner. I remember going to a movie one night and passing by here.At that time, the moonlight was dim, and I saw the little willow tree dancing in the breeze, the long wicker turned into a soft silk scarf, and the small willow trunk turned into a soft torso of a dancing girl.Gradually, other scenes were melted by the night, but it changed from blurred to clearer, showing the head, hands, and feet.The suspended jade plate timely sets off the free dancer and becomes the distant background.

At that moment, I was stunned, and my feet stood in place like roots.The dancer showed off her graceful dance posture under the mysterious moonlight, and she turned her head frequently to glance at me.I clearly saw her flowing eyes shining like moonlight in the flowing moonlight.I slid my whole body into the clear, bright and cold flowing water, feeling refreshed and suffocated by lack of oxygen. Gradually, the moon struggled out of the thin clouds.The beautiful dancer turned into a small willow tree again.My labored breathing eased. After returning to the dormitory, I didn't pay much attention to what had just happened, I spread out my brown leather notebook and continued to write my novel.Because I caught a lot of ghosts with my grandfather when I was in junior high school, and I left my grandfather when I was in college, and I no longer have contact with ghosts, so sometimes it is inevitable to have some hallucinations, similar to sequelae.

After writing for a while, I felt sleepy and fell asleep on the table.My dream entered very slowly, and there was a mass of blackness in front of my eyes, occasionally there were a few small dots of unknown color jumping there.Then more and more dots join the dance.Gradually, they are arranged regularly, forming the hair on the back of a beautiful woman, and then transforming into a small willow tree swaying in the wind. The small willow trunk twists like a swimming snake, and the soft wicker seems to be twirling. Ribbon body dancing.There are more and more jumping dots.The dancing girls of that night reappeared, performing that exhilarating and endlessly varied dance.

At this time, I am no longer able to know whether I am in a dream like ten years ago. Instead, the dream is very deep and heavy, and I will be very tired when I wake up. She looked back frequently, and Gu Ruoliu's expectant eyes captured my soul.The moonlight-like water flowing from her eyes forced time to turn back and put me back in the moonlight of that night in astonishment.My attention was caught by an invisible hand and focused on her eyes.Those are a pair of beautiful eyes.She continued to dance, but less softly and more seductively.With the quickening of the dance rhythm, the eyes gradually turned green, and actually emitted a sharp light like an arrow.Countless arrows of light shot at me, piercing the cold into my bone marrow.I was shivering with cold, and shivering with fear at the same time.Aren't those the eyes of a fox?More than ten years ago, when my grandfather and I were hunting ghosts, I saw a fox. It was the last fox in our mountain area. (I'll talk about this last fox later.)

When I woke up I sneezed and was cold.The hands of the alarm clock on the opposite side were moving nonchalantly in a monotonous cycle round and round.I feel that the present day is also like this circle of monotonous cycle.Yesterday, today, and tomorrow are twin sisters who look the same.Just watching the hands of the watch cut off my life little by little in the sound of "clicking", I felt panic. "Lack of a girlfriend." Jiao Pi explained my psychology in this way. "No, there are a few missing." I corrected, "One for laundry, one for withdrawing money, and one for walking signs, hehehe..." I am not talking about my "great ambitions", but explaining that I have seen too much campus Summary after love - mostly just for fun.

After saying this sentence that Jiao Pi thought was very classic, I got up and went to study by myself at night.When I passed the cafeteria, I couldn't help but glanced at the deserted corner.The little willow tree looks like a long-haired beauty who bows her head shyly.As soon as my eyes touched it, I immediately retracted it, feeling inexplicably afraid. Jiao Pi, who was walking silently beside him, suddenly became lively: "Look, the beauty in front is the one I pointed out to you last time in self-study!" "Hey, hello! His name is Liang. The one next to him is me, my name is Jiao Pi." Jiao Pi greeted the girl in front.

She was amused by Jiaopi's mischievous way of introduction, and she generously reached out her hands to shake Jiaopi and me respectively: "I'm Hu Hong." I was surprised. Jiao Pi said, "Hu Hong? What a great name, but it's not as good as Hu Liu. You are like a beautiful willow tree." What about 'red' or 'willow'?" Instead of being angry, Hu Hong couldn't stop giggling because of my rivalry.She said: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Goodbye!" Jiao Pi immediately asked: "I'm from the Department of Mechanical Engineering, which department are you from?"

Hu Hong hesitated for a while: "I'm from the Department of Political Science and Law."