Volume 2: Living with Ghosts Chapter 037 Wang Lin’s Choice
On the second day, Zhang Fengyu did not go to the women's homes early, but simply made himself breakfast and went back to bed. He was not in a hurry to go to the women's homes to test them today, and planned to go again at noon. Although this was a bit time-consuming and it was difficult to identify everyone in one day, it was undoubtedly safer. He wanted to work in the fields with the women when it was the hottest!
Three days passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, Zhang Fengyu would start his actions every noon. Under his careful planning, the women fell into his trap one by one as he expected. During the hottest period, they were either watering the fields or cultivating the land. After that, Zhang Fengyu never went to find any women again.
Because he no longer needed to test it, everything was clear in these three days. Including Xu Ying, the twenty-five women, without exception, did not shed a single drop of sweat, they were all ghosts!
Zhang Fengyu had no doubts about this conclusion. Since the mission asked them to identify their identities, there was no intentional illusion. Unless the purpose of the mission was to kill them all, they would never do that.
Three days ago, when Zhang Fengyu walked out of the last woman's house, he suddenly wanted to laugh. Think about how incredible this is. Fifty out of a hundred people are ghosts. Four people randomly selected twenty-five people, and the twenty-five people he selected were all ghosts. Think about winning the special prize, it's just like this! But he actually caught up with such a chance, which is definitely an unprecedented special unlucky prize.
After that, Zhang Fengyu lay in bed like a terminally ill patient, motionless. He wanted to try his best to find a way to get through this mission, but his mind was like a paste, blank and he couldn't think of anything. There was no picture in his mind, neither the smiling faces of his parents in the past, nor the evil ghosts with fierce eyes. He was so weak that he could hardly even move his fingers.
Zhang Fengyu knew what this feeling was, it was called despair.
There were only two days left in the one-month deadline. If he didn't make a choice within this period, he would die, but those twenty-five people were all ghosts. Although he could live one more month if he chose, sharing a bed with evil ghosts would definitely be worse than death. He didn't know why this mission was played like this. It was obviously unfair. If you were lucky, you could survive by just choosing one, but if you were unlucky, you would die even if you made all the calculations . Since it was all about luck, why did the mission have so many things to do? It would be better to give them a few dice, and whoever rolled the smaller number would be killed directly. Why leave them a glimmer of hope, but in the end, despair fell on them.
Zhang Fengyu had always thought that this curse was just a game, and if it was a game, it meant that the players would be relatively fair. It was not like those online games, where there would be RMB players, plug-ins, and other factors. But now it seemed that he was wrong. Even in a fair game, there would be players with good luck and bad luck, and he was obviously one of the unlucky ones.
"My life has entered the countdown. What can I do in the remaining time? I am afraid that I will never have the chance to repay my parents' kindness to me in this lifetime, and I will never have the chance to realize their expectations of me. Without considering other people, what is my own ideal? It's really ridiculous to think about it. My previous ideal was to die early and then be reborn in a rich and powerful family in the next life. Haha! Is this karma? It turns out that there really is! I have only completed the three major things in life: taking the college entrance examination, and I am afraid that I will never have the chance to get married and have children."
"Zhang Fengyu! Zhang Fengyu, are you there?"
Zhang Fengyu was talking nonsense on the bed when Xiaoling's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Zhang Fengyu was upset at the moment and had no time to care about Xiaoling, and he hoped that the last two days would be quiet.
Xiaoling stood outside the door and waited for a long time but Zhang Fengyu did not come out. This time she could not help but screamed: "Zhang Fengyu, open the door for me! They all said that you did not go to see them today. I know you are in the room. If you don't open the door, I will not leave today!"
Zhang Fengyu turned over and covered his ears with his hands to avoid Xiaoling's voice. He knew that Xiaoling liked him, but was this kind of love valuable to him? Even if he married Xiaoling, there was no way to get through this mission, and Xiaoling's love for him was just the arrangement of this mission. All this was fake. Xiaoling was acting, he was acting, and the ghost was acting too.
Another day passed, and tomorrow was the last day of the one-month deadline. On this day, Zhang Fengyu did not lie in bed like a patient. Instead, he got up very early, washed and combed his hair carefully, and then walked out of the house.
These are his last days, and he wants to take a good look at this world. Although this world may be fake, no matter whether it is true or not, there are blue sky and white clouds, fertile land, and everything he desires .
Zhang Fengyu opened the door with a wry smile. He was shocked when he saw Xiaoling standing outside her door.
Seeing Zhang Fengyu coming out, Xiaoling threw herself on him and burst into tears: "You are so cruel. I waited for you for a whole day and a night before you came out. What if I fainted? Zhang Fengyu, how could you be so mean..."
At this moment, inexplicably, Zhang Fengyu's lonely heart seemed to be touched by something, and an extremely comfortable warmth came out from the bottom of his heart and slowly flowed through his body. Subconsciously, Zhang Fengyu opened his arms and hugged Xiaoling.
Thinking back to the fear he felt when he first arrived at Beizhuang, the panic , it was Xiaoling's company that made him gradually adapt. It was also because of Xiaoling's entanglement that he gradually forgot the fear here. Now he hugged Xiaoling tightly, and Xiaoling let him know that he was not alone.
Now that he knew he was in a dead end and that all this was fake, but since this woman was willing, he would complete the second most important thing in his life before he died. Zhang Fengyu squatted down, his eyes not shying away from Xiaoling's terrifying face, and he said to Xiaoling calmly, "Xiaoling, are you willing to be my wife?"
Xiaoling shuddered after hearing this, but then nodded heavily to Zhang Fengyu: "I do!"
On the same day, Wang Lin also made his decision. This old man who had been struggling desperately under the curse chose not to choose anyone! Yes, Wang Lin chose to give up.
He had tried Chen Ping's method. There was indeed a woman who was different from the other women and was hot and cold towards him. But even so, Wang Lin finally chose to give up because he had had enough.
He had been in the Death Base for almost a year. In the eyes of the outside world , he was already dead. Even if his wife and children didn't believe it, it would take a long time for him to complete his mission and return to reality. By then, his wife might have remarried. Besides, how would he tell them that he was cursed by a ghost? He had to complete his mission before he could return to reality?
This was simply unrealistic. He had never been able to give them true happiness, so maybe it was a good thing that he left. The only thing he could do now was not to choose anyone, because he only had one wife, and he couldn't stand the idea of another person becoming his wife. He had figured it all out on this last day. His fate was probably doomed the moment he was cursed.
Wang Lin looked up at the blue sky, and murmured with blurred eyes: "Lili, the only thing I can do for you is to be faithful to you. Nini, Dad hopes that you can grow up healthily. I really miss you..."
