Wen Jinyang walked very fast, really not waiting for her at all. The fear in Meng Susu's heart grew bigger and bigger. She wanted to catch up with Jinyang, but she could never catch up.
"Xiaoyang, wait for me, I'm scared." She quickly followed along the path, but Wen Jinyang walked too fast, and every time she seemed to catch his sleeve, he walked away again.
"You have never done anything wrong, so you don't have to be afraid when walking at night." Wen Jinyang's cool voice came from the darkness.
What? Meng Susu stiffened and stood there blankly, not moving for a long time.
Wen Jinyang didn't hear the sound behind him, so he stopped and turned around: "Why don't you leave? Don't you want to see the surprise I have carefully prepared for you?"
Meng Susu's expression was still a bit puzzled. She looked at him from a distance and didn't understand why he would say such a thing. In the end, she responded: "I'll be there right away."
Wen Jinyang seemed to be smiling, but the smile looked eerie in the darkness and was very scary.
Meng Susu felt faintly uneasy in her heart, but this was her first date with Xiaoyang, and she didn't want to make him unhappy.
She strode forward. She actually wore quite a lot, including a sweater underneath and a windbreaker outside. However, as she walked, she still felt the cold wind blowing from her face and neck and into her body.
There, the biting chill made her sneeze several times.
"Xiaoyang, please slow down, please?" Meng Susu felt the colder she got as she went up, so cold that she shivered, so she called Wen Jinyang tremblingly.
"Coming."
How could he wait for her? The man had already reached the top of the mountain, and he only glanced at her from a distance before disappearing.
Meng Susu didn't see Wen Jinyang's shadow as soon as she raised her eyes. She was so frightened that her legs became weak. She immediately hurried up to catch up. She accidentally fell down in the middle. The paths here were all paved with bare stones.
When she went down and hit the stone, she was immediately in pain.
"Xiaoyang, I fell, where are you?" If he had heard that she had fallen before, he would have appeared immediately. But her calls fell into the wind and disappeared without a trace.
No response.
She was so scared that she could only get up and walk forward.
When we reached the top of the mountain, a small square of dozens of square meters was built here, and you could vaguely see a little Liangzi.
People often go jogging up the mountain, so a pavilion was built for passers-by to rest.
But at this moment, it was dark and windy, and the surroundings were so quiet that she could hear her own breathing clearly. All the fear was accumulating little by little, and she still didn't forget to call Wen Jinyang's name: "Xiaoyang, are you here?"
where?"
She tried her best to hold back her tears. She knew Xiaoyang didn't like this, but she was really scared.
The wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the bushes nearby rustled with the sound of wind. A chill rose from the soles of her feet. She always felt that countless eyes were looking at her.
"Who!" She yelled and turned around hastily, but there was no sign of her.
"Xiaoyang, where are you? I'm really scared." As she was talking, she felt a gust of wind blowing behind her. Her hair stood up one by one. She turned around again, and the cold wind came again.
Gone, nothing.
"Xiaoyang, are you there?" Seeing a shadow in the bushes over there, she boldly walked over, "Xiaoyang, don't scare me, okay? I'm really scared."
The figure became clearer and clearer. The slender figure could not be clearly seen what he was wearing. He did not look like Xiaoyang.
The figure from the back was so familiar that her heart accelerated rapidly, and suddenly the figure turned around. It was a very pale face, and its eyes were abnormally dazed in the darkness, with empty eyes but staring closely at her.
Meng Susu was so frightened that she fell down on the grass and shouted: "Brother!"
The figure remained motionless, just standing there looking at her.
"No, it must be my hallucination, it must be my hallucination." She said to herself, but she felt a sudden coldness on the back of her hand, and a soft and cold thing crawled onto her hand. She turned her head and looked
to a snake.
She hurriedly waved away with her hands and shouted: "Help, help! Xiaoyang, where are you? There are snakes here, there are snakes!"
But no one responded to her. She jumped two meters away and looked there again, but the figure was gone.
"It's an illusion, it's really an illusion."
She kept comforting herself and pressed her hand on her chest, still in shock.
Suddenly she felt another gust of cold wind blowing towards her. She turned around again and saw that figure not far away looking at her again.
"An hallucination, it must be an hallucination." She pinched herself. The figure was still there, but her eyes began to bleed.
It was strange, even though it was so dark, she could see blood bleeding on his face.
"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" She yelled, "Do you think you can scare me like this? It's impossible, my brother won't harm me, no."
She turned around and saw the figure standing on the other side with the same bleeding eyes.
"It's fake, it must be fake." Her breathing became more rapid.
Suddenly, a child's cry sounded in my ears, and the sound was exceptionally loud and sad.
"Who is it? Who is pretending? I won't be scared, no way." Meng Susu's face showed an abnormal madness, "You did it on purpose, you must have done it on purpose."
Suddenly she was patted on the back, and she screamed. When she turned around, she saw Wen Jinyang standing behind her. She immediately hugged Wen Jinyang hard: "Xiaoyang, where have you been?"
"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Wen Jinyang pulled her away, "I never saw you, so I went downstairs to look for you. I didn't see you downstairs, so I came up again. I heard you talking to yourself here alone.
Talking to himself."
"There are snakes here, Xiaoyang." The baby's cry kept ringing. She saw that Wen Jinyang's expression was normal, "Xiaoyang, do you hear a child crying?"
"How could there be a child crying on the mountain? Are you hallucinating?" Wen Jinyang rolled her eyes.
"Maybe it's true, I may be hallucinating." Meng Susu no longer dared to stay here, "Xiaoyang, let's go, it's so cold here."
And it was so terrifying, she felt that that gaze was still looking at her, empty and eerie.
"I have a surprise for you, don't you want to know?" Wen Jinyang pulled her and smiled.
Why did she think Xiaoyang's smile was so scary? She tried her best to smile: "What kind of surprise is it?"
"Wait a minute." He held the lighter in his hand and walked to the lawn over there.
"Xiaoyang, where are you going?" she shouted and wanted to follow.
"Stand there and don't move." Wen Jinyang stopped her, then strode forward to light something.
Suddenly fireworks were set off in the air. The fireworks were beautiful, but she was not in the mood to appreciate them for a long time. The baby's cry was still in her ears, and even the sound of the fireworks couldn't cover it up. When countless fireworks bloomed in the sky,
, the entire grassland was illuminated, and she saw the face of Meng Lingjun.
She was standing right under the fireworks, wearing the shirt and iron-gray trousers he had worn before the accident. He kept looking at her, with blood dripping from his eyes, corners of his mouth, and nostrils. In this dark night, she was horrified and frightened to her heart.
All have to stop.
"Xiaoyang." She looked at Wen Jinyang and pointed in the direction of her brother, "Look there, right?"
"What's going on there??" It was rare that he was in the mood to take her out for fun, but she actually showed such a frightened expression, which made Wen Jinyang a little unhappy.
"It's okay." She wanted to run away, but why did she close her eyes? The cold wind came and enveloped her, and she felt that every pore in her body was opening.
"Are the fireworks beautiful?" Wen Jinyang asked her with a smile.
"Beautiful..." she answered unconsciously.
"Then why don't you smile? You look like you've seen a ghost." Wen Jinyang seemed to be expecting her to give him a happy expression.
His words about seeing ghosts completely hit Meng Susu's deepest fear. She turned pale and murmured, "Are there really ghosts in this world?"
"Who knows?" Wen Jinyang smiled amusingly, "But Qingshan Terrace is not only a good place to view the scenery of Qingyang City, it is also known as the Soul Calling Terrace. Many people come here to read the names of their loved ones after they die.
, put his favorite things before his death, and if you are lucky, you can get him to show up and meet you."
Meng Susu's eyes opened instantly: "Really?"
"You really believe it."
"I don't know." She turned around and looked there again, but Meng Lingjun was no longer there.
"I'm just here to chat, and I've finished all my cigarettes and cigarettes."
"Then let's go back!" She wished she had wings and could fly out of this place immediately.
"Let's go!" Wen Jinyang walked in front.
"Xiaoyang, please pull me, I'm scared." Meng Susu followed up and held his hand.
Wherever Wen Jinyang would let her touch her hand, he would just let her hold his sleeve: "It's not easy to walk down the mountain if I hold him."
"But, but I'm afraid." Although Meng Lingjun disappeared, those eyes still lingered.
"What are you afraid of?" Wen Jinyang continued to walk forward, not caring about her at all.
Meng Su Su's heart was so cold that she thought Xiao Yang fell in love with her again, but he was so cold to her.
Suddenly, the cries of the babies around her started again, and she grabbed his arm in fright: "Xiaoyang, Xiaoyang!"
"What's wrong with you?" Wen Jinyang asked impatiently.
"Did you hear any children crying?"
"Where are the children crying?"
"It's true, there is a child crying, crying so loudly." The sound hit her heart like a pile, her scalp was numb, her vision was dark, and her feet were weak.
"Is it possible that you have really done something wrong?" Wen Jinyang turned his head and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Of course not, did you really not hear that?"
"No." After Wen Jinyang finished speaking, he walked forward again.
The crying sound kept ringing, even when they returned to the road, it was still echoing over and over again on the roadside. At this time, a couple happened to be going up the mountain.
"Sir, Miss, have you heard the baby crying?" She hurriedly stepped forward and asked.