Ghost Husband's Too Shy

I deflated my mouth and held back the strange things in my heart. This overwhelming grievance, and the feeling that I can't vent, I'm sad.

It seems that it is a little easier than I thought. At least, my parents believe me.

They're on my side.

"Dad... Her name is Carol." I choked.

Dad's warm hand touched the back of my head, bit by bit, soothing my fear and helplessness.

"Is that the white figure we saw before the accident?"

I nodded.

"Lingling, there are many things in this world that we haven't touched and known, but all things in the world exist in one world, but they have their own ways and methods and don't interfere with each other. You can know this and experience it. You don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse. But children, as long as you always keep your heart and treat everything in the world with kindness, you can accept it calmly, even if it's a disaster. "

Dad's words are too profound.

I don't know what he wants to convey to me, but I will firmly remember.

Be kind to everything in the world. New things emerge one after another. We can't understand everything.

Therefore, I nodded vaguely.

The mother on one side shook her head and sighed helplessly when she saw us like this.

It looks very tired. Yes, I disappeared for so long in the hospital for no reason. It really worried my mother for a while.

"Will others think that I am ill and come out of the mortuary for no reason, and still look like this..."

I hesitated to ask. When I remembered it, people surrounded me. I knew it later. The expression on their faces was suspicion, panic, disgust and disgust. There was everything, but there was no kindness.

My heart is a little sad. I always thought that the world must be warm and indifferent.

"There is no need to care about other people's eyes. I live to see myself all my life. Do you understand? "

My father seems to have suddenly become a wise dustbin, listening to my talk and calming my manic heart.

I nodded in relief.

Put the cat on his knee and reach out to hold his mother's hand.

"Mom, I'm sorry to worry you. I won't be so rash in the future."

I chose to skip everything about how I got into the morgue. As long as the result is good and I come back safely, everything will be fine.

My mother looked at me helplessly and held my hand.

"If you want to raise cats or other small animals in the future, you can raise them, but you must have the greatest patience."

I was stunned and nodded, afraid that I would choke when I opened my mouth.

Now, what I want to say is that Carol is gone and I'm going to start school.

Let's talk about other small animals in the future.

Subconsciously, I took the cat in my arms as Anluo, and they are really inseparable.

A family of three kept warm for a while. I was surprised by my parents' openness and acceptance, and I was grateful.

After a meeting, "Mom and Dad, I want to bury this cat in the land in our backyard."

"Well, you decide for yourself."

I carefully picked up the body in my arms and walked slowly to the backyard.

It's very late now, but I don't want to delay at all. I don't want the dead things to be in peace.

Just give yourself some comfort.

I took my father's hoe for planting flowers and vegetables, found a remote corner and dug up the soil quietly.

I know that my heart is slowly changing, and there will be many twists and turns in my growth.

It is precisely because of twists and turns that growth will be brought about.

I am already an adult. I have the right and obligation to think about my life and the life of my relatives.

At present, my life is completely different from the ordinary life of others.

Maybe what I want is an ordinary and reassuring day.

But... Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao is not an ordinary person.

To really say so, after so much experience, I began to accept my relationship with Ling Xiao.

He is my husband, to be exact, my ghost husband.

If I had resisted, refused, and hated it at first.

Now

Maybe, at the thought of what Ling Xiao did, I always held it in my heart, even if I misunderstood.

At the thought of Ling Xiao appearing at the critical moment, even if he will lose a lot, he must protect me.

At the thought of all the details of Ling Xiao and me.

I began to feel strange. Maybe I really don't hate this cold and domineering male ghost.

Maybe it's good to live like this

Maybe you can feel at ease with Ling Xiao.

Suddenly, in the morgue, I said, can you never leave this kind of words

At the thought of it, I felt my face was burning. I probably lost my mind.

While digging a pit, he was thinking wildly. He didn't care about Ling Xiao quietly behind him.

Finally, after digging the pit, I turned back and picked up the cold body of the cat.

Some are reluctant to bury like this, and their mood will still be very low.

I muttered to myself.

"If there are miracles, come to me again in other ways. Then, I must notice them earlier."

"There will be no more chance of death. There are no so-called miracles at all."

I looked back in surprise and found that Ling Xiao had been standing behind me for a long time.

"Can you... Show up? Is the body all right? " As soon as he spoke, he was subconsciously concerned, not refuting Ling Xiao's cold words.

I was frightened by myself, but I immediately recovered.

Somehow, I always feel that the atmosphere has changed.

From the previous tension to the present... Subtle, unspeakable.

I pretended not to be embarrassed and asked. Ling Xiao looked at me. "Now you can maintain your human shape a little. Just take it as a serious funeral."

I was silent.

Funeral

Well, take this as a funeral. It seems that Ling Xiao sometimes thinks a lot. At least, it's not as cold-blooded as I think.

"Then bury it with me."

Ling Xiao didn't speak, but slowly started and walked to my side.

I can ignore my disordered heartbeat. I hold a hoe and he uses his hand.

Carefully put the cat in the pit I dug. Silently, we began a special funeral.

Little by little, the soil covered the little body.

I thought I had calmed my mood, but I was still depressed and uncomfortable at this time.

The eyes are hot. This is not a soul stirring parting, but in my heart, it will always be special.