Chapter 016
Ding Ding said, it was a ghost, your family knew about it, and it was your mother who came to tell my mother.
Lin Jing said thoughtfully, My mother is quite superstitious about these things.
Then she turned around, looked at me, and said, Brother Tan, you wouldn’t really encounter these strange things, right? Didn’t you tell me before that it was okay?
After being exposed by Ding Ding, I really didn't know how to explain it. I didn't dare to look this girl in the eye, as if I had done something wrong to her.
She suddenly said, no wonder my brother is so anxious to come and see you every day. Although I am younger than you two, I grew up with you. How could you hide it from me if you really had something wrong?
Seeing that she was a little excited, I hurriedly tried to persuade her that this matter was actually not as complicated as you thought. Some strange things had indeed happened, but it was all safe and sound. She was just a little scared.
Lin Jing looked at me, and I felt like she was about to cry. She said, "Are you telling the truth?" Brother Tan, my brother has dreamed that you died twice, and each time you were lying in a coffin. I was actually quite scared, so I wanted to come and see you. If you have anything to say, you must tell me. I treat you as my own brother.
When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment. I turned around to look at Ding Ding and found that he was also looking at me.
I hesitated for a while, looked at Lin Tian uncertainly, and asked, why did you dream that I died twice?
Lin Tian avoided his gaze for a moment and said it was nothing, just a nightmare.
Lin Jing quickly took over and said, "My brother said that he often dreams of your hometown, your mother, you lying in a coffin, and many strangers attending the funeral. It's very scary, so he wants to come to see you every day. My mother won't let him, so he comes here secretly."
I was even more surprised, because what Lin Jing said was exactly what I had dreamed about in the past few days.
I didn’t expect that Lin Tian would have the same horrible dream as me, all the time!
If it was just me, then maybe it could be considered a coincidence, but since Lin Tian also felt the same way, then it must be the ghost omen that Tintin mentioned!
In other words, the scenes in my dream will really appear. I will be in my hometown, lying in a coffin to attend my own funeral, and even see my deceased mother!
I looked at Ding Ding. He had his finger on his lips, as if thinking about something, and didn't say a word.
And I just felt that everything in my mind was spinning. Those dreams, those ghosts I kept encountering, all flashed before my eyes one by one. I felt a little dizzy and hurriedly held on to the back of the sofa.
When Lin Jing saw me like this, she hurriedly reached out to support me and asked with concern, "Brother Tan, what's wrong with you?"
I shook my head and said it was okay, I was just a little tired and wanted to rest for a while, so you guys should go back early.
After saying that, I headed towards the dormitory. Just as I was a distance away, I suddenly heard Lin Jing scream. I was startled and my mind suddenly became clear.
I realized that my body was still supported by Lin Jing, but my head was floating in the air again. Lin Jing didn't expect this to happen. She stared blankly, screamed, and suddenly fainted!
This made Lin Tian and I very anxious.
He jumped over in two steps, took Lin Jing from my hands, hugged her and called her name several times, but Lin Jing did not respond at all and was still unconscious.
I said Lin Tian, don’t be anxious, put Lin Jing on the sofa first!
Lin Tian looked up and yelled at me, "What do you mean by don't be impatient! She is my sister! Who are you trying to scare now if your head doesn't fall off sooner or later?"
As he said that, he picked up Lin Jing, raised his legs and rushed out of the house, and said before leaving, "Tan Xi, wait for me! If anything happens to my sister, you can forget about putting your end back on her neck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Lin Jing and ran away.
I was stunned for a moment. I had never seen Lin Tian so crazy before. Looking at myself now, I wondered how many people would get into trouble because of me.
As soon as I thought about it, I moved my head to the window and looked down. I saw Lin Tian holding Lin Jing out of the building, which attracted a lot of attention. But Lin Tian didn't care about them at all. He put Lin Jing in the car and drove away.
Ding Ding was still sitting aside. He looked at me, hesitant to speak, as if he didn't know whether to comfort me or say something else.
I am in a very complicated mood right now, thinking about how Lin Tian was hospitalized because of me, how he almost died at the hands of the ghost because of me, and how Lin Jing was frightened by my appearance just now. I don't know what even more terrible things will happen in the future.
For the first time, I had a strange thought. I felt that even if I was facing a ghost or god, it was this kind of indescribable but extremely terrifying existence.
But if I keep expecting things to pass easily, and every time I encounter a ghost, I just wait for Tintin to come out and save me, and I hurt the people around me from time to time, then what's the point of me living in such a muddle-headed way?
No one can take care of himself for a lifetime. I understood this truth when my father left me and my mother when I was a child.
I suddenly wanted to fight, to find the source of this matter, and to solve all of this.
Seeing that I was silent, Ding Ding stood up, walked to my side and asked, "Tan Xi, what's wrong with you?" Lin Tian said those stupid things in a hurry, don't take it to heart.
I said I knew, even if Lin Jing was not my biological sister, my worries were no less than Lin Tian's.
Ding Ding nodded, smiled, and said, "That's right. I'll treat you to dinner this afternoon. When Lin Tian's anger subsides later, I'll ask about his sister's situation."
As Ding Ding spoke, he held my head and placed it on his shoulders again.
It was at this time that I discovered that Ding Ding actually has a careful side. Although he usually speaks and acts without thinking, he is always reassuring at critical moments.
But I really had no appetite, so I just told him that I wanted to take a rest, and without waiting for his answer, I walked straight into the room.
I changed into a hooded shirt that just covered my head. I looked in the mirror and realized that even if my head and neck broke, as long as they didn't fly out, it wouldn't attract anyone's attention.
In the mirror, my face was still as haggard as ever. Fortunately, I had gotten used to this look in the past few days. The only difference was that there was a faint red circle in the middle of my neck, like a line that went around my entire neck. It also looked like I had been cut by a knife, and the wound was not obvious after it healed.
I sighed, took my phone and some money, and left the room.
Ding Ding just left not long ago, saying that he was going to buy some food so that he could cook a big meal for me in the evening.
I didn't make a sound in the room. Perhaps he thought I was asleep, so his footsteps were much lighter.
I thought about it and put a note on the table. The content roughly said that I was going out for a while and not to worry about me.
Then I put away my knife and went out.
I walked through the busy streets, not really knowing where to start. The clues I had were, first, from the residual soul that Tintin mentioned. I knew that soul without a head, and it was something I could recognize at a glance. The other was about the same dream that Lin Tian and I had.
I even suspected that my mother's death might not be as simple as it seemed. No matter what, I must find out the truth!
I sat at the bus stop and thought for a while. According to Tintin, I still had at least seven days. The best situation now was to find the remaining soul in the shortest possible time, and then go back home to see if there were any new clues.
Buses came one after another, but I never got on. I just watched the different people coming and going. It really felt like looking for a needle in a haystack. I was just about to change places and look for those remote alleys with few people. But as soon as I stood up, the phone rang.
I took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. I had never seen it before.
I picked up the phone and said, "Hello."
The other end of the line wasn't very noisy, but there was a buzzing sound, as if the signal was bad. I called several times, but no one answered. I just thought the other person had called the wrong number, so I hung up and didn't take it seriously.
But just as I hung up, the phone rang again. I picked it up suspiciously, but no one spoke as before.
I thought this might be a system-generated number used for fraud, and just as I was about to add it to the blacklist, I received a message.
It says: Xiaoxi, is that you?
I tightened my grip on the phone and stared at the five words for a long time, because the only person who called me Xiaoxi was my mother...
