My ghost wives all want to kill me?

The light above her head was not warm at all, and the sound of advertisements outside the kitchen continued. Perhaps at this time, she realized that the most important person in her life had completely left her world.

Li Gui stood at the door for a long time without coming forward to comfort him. He didn't know why he didn't disappear, but he understood that if he died, not disturbing anyone would be the best choice.

"Time has not stopped, life is still going on. It may be better tomorrow, it may be worse tomorrow. However, everything experienced will eventually settle into deep memories. The death of the body is not death. Only when all traces are buried, all When no one cares about the past and no one remembers all the information, that person is the real death. This is BW217 late night radio station, we are dedicated to..."

An's continued crying became the only sound in the room besides the TV.

Li Gui stood at the door and waited until the crying gradually weakened and finally disappeared completely.

An Ran fell to the ground, curling up tightly against the wall, as if he could escape all the loneliness and sadness.

She didn't know when she fell asleep. Maybe she had understood the fact that only in dreams could she see the person she wanted to see.

Li Gui stood blankly at the door. After a long time, he took the initiative to go in.

After gently collecting all the rubbish on the floor, Li Gui found a blanket in the bedroom to cover An Miran, collected all the gifts, and finally turned off the TV and left.

There are still several voices calling him in the bottom of my heart that have not stopped. The bright and lonely night reveals too many secrets hidden during the day.

Li Gui returned to a more remote apartment in loneliness. This time he saw the woman named Lin Yiyi.

Almost all the lights in the room were turned on, and the other party was busy in the simple and tidy living room.

"Yes, maybe I have to take a day off tomorrow."

.....

"I'm sorry, it's about a very important friend."

.....

"I've already told my mother-in-law, I'm really sorry."

The familiar and beautiful appearance had no corresponding memories. Lin Yiyi was wearing a large white T-shirt, holding a phone and a broom in her hands, and was busy in every corner of the room with a pale face.

"Hello, yes, that's right, it's me."

Just as she put down the phone, another call came one after another. When she heard the words on the other end, the busy movements in her hands stopped for a moment, and then she continued: "I am him, his friend."

Li Gui stood in the corner of the living room, his eyes wandering around the room. It was clean, tidy, and simple. Everything he saw also had some unwarranted familiarity.

"Well, I understand. I'll leave this to you. It's troublesome."

.......

"Yes, have you contacted her?"

......

"Oh, I understand, okay, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yiyi stayed where she was. After a few seconds, she hurriedly put down the broom and rushed into the bathroom.

The sound of the water continued for a long time before she came out again, her face stained with water droplets that had not been wiped off, and her eyes under the lenses were red and swollen, as if this could hide the fact that she was crying.

Returning to the living room, Lin Yiyi hurriedly pulled out a few pieces of paper and carefully wiped the area on his collar that was wet with water.

This dress is not suitable for her, it is more like my dress.

For some reason, Li Gui had such an idea in his mind.

He stood in the middle of the living room, silently watching the girl's busy figure.

After wiping away the water stains on her T-shirt, she picked up the broom again and shuttled through the bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom without stopping for a moment. It seemed that only by keeping herself busy could she stop thinking about a certain painful memory.

It may have been a long time, or it may have been less than an hour. There is no clock to remind you.

Lin Yiyi, who finally finished everything and cooked dinner, stood blankly in front of the dining table like Li Gui.

A pair of dishes and chopsticks were already placed on the table, and she took out another one.

"Took too much."

Not knowing who she was talking to, Lin Yiyi smiled awkwardly and returned to the kitchen to put it down.

After a few seconds, she came out again. She sat alone at the dining table and prepared the rice skillfully. She picked up the bowl and chopsticks and swallowed the white rice in the bowl numbly and mechanically. Her eyes were blank, staring at someone. Place, motionless, maybe at some point she will no longer be her.

Li Gui stood beside the table. No one could see him. The sumptuous dinner on the table also touched some memories deep in his heart.

It seemed that he had tasted the deliciousness of these meals a long time ago.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls...

There was no emotional ups and downs in her eyes. Li Gui looked at Lin Yiyi, swallowing and making rice moves. She didn't touch every dish on the table. It seemed that she didn't like every dish and just learned it for someone. Yes, specially made.

After the rice bowl in her hand was finished once again, Lin Yiyi, who was wearing a white T-shirt, suddenly covered her mouth, rushed into the toilet and vomited crazily.

Li Gui stood in front of the dining table, watching the scene numbly, not knowing what he was thinking.

He just watched Lin Yiyi eat and vomit repeatedly until the rice grains in the pot completely disappeared. Then she put away all the dishes and returned to the bedroom alone.

The lights in the living room, kitchen, and bathroom were not turned off, and the lights in the bedroom were not turned on.

Lin Yiyi took off her glasses when she walked into the room, lay down on the bed, covered herself with a quilt, lay her head on the pillow, slowly closed her eyes, and turned over.

Li Gui stood behind and couldn't see her expression at this time. He only knew that not long after, bursts of sobbing came from in front of him.

The body under the quilt continued to tremble slightly, and the cry was very weak, as if she didn't want others to hear it, and she didn't want the pain in her heart to affect her mood tomorrow.

There was bright light outside the bedroom, and the clean and tidy room seemed even more lonely.

Li Gui stood by the bed. He didn't know what Lin Yiyi was thinking. He didn't know how long the girl had been crying. He probably only understood one thing. In the last few minutes before falling asleep, the girl cried very, very sadly.

The bedroom door slowly closed. It was still dark. The tall buildings in the distance revealed an imperfect waning moon. In the cold city, a lonely soul was still numbly shuttled by a certain call.

Chapter 661 The strange Yang Xueer

"Hehe, actually it won't take long, you can go to work the day after tomorrow."

In a quiet community in the bustling urban area, there is still a house with bright lights on. Yang Xueer, who has changed into a set of pink pajamas, is sitting at the computer desk in the bedroom, talking on the phone with another woman with a smile.

Li Gui stayed behind her for more than ten minutes, and for the first time, he showed a puzzled expression on his face.

It seemed that in his subconscious mind, Yang Xueer's current personality corresponded to a completely different person.

"No, Sister Zhao, you are too worried. In fact, she is just an ordinary friend. She may be a little sad, but it's not that serious."

Moving the mouse, with a cute smile on her face, Yang Xueer clicked on some useless web pages without any purpose, closed them, clicked them again, and the cycle continued.

"Really, how could I lie to others? Humph, Sister Zhao doesn't believe me. I feel so bad, woo woo."

Li Gui's eyes circled around the room blankly, not understanding why he came here.

This woman named Yang Xueer lives in a better place than An Weiran and Lin Yiyi. The bedroom is very cute and warm, but she places some out of place items in some less noticeable places. Li Gui's instinct felt a little inconsistent.

But he couldn't explain the reason for this feeling.

"Ah, okay, then just treat it like I'm giving myself a holiday, hum, and have fun for six or seven days!" Behind her, Yang Xue'er was still on the phone, and Li Gui, whose mind was empty, was pacing back and forth in the room. Finally, he stopped in front of the bedside table and stared at a small snow globe on it.

The crystal clear surface reflected the bedroom lights and shone brightly. The two plastic figures inside the ball stood in the false snow, unintentionally triggering a memory that he was about to forget.

"This is my gift to her."

Li Gui slowly raised his palm. He couldn't figure out where this unprovoked memory came from. He seemed to want to take the crystal ball and look at it carefully, but another slender white hand got there first.

"Well, don't worry, Sister Zhao, I'm really not sad." Yang Xueer sat beside the bed with a crystal ball, staring at the dummy inside, with some confusion between her eyebrows: "If you don't believe me, you can come over and take a look... ..Hehe, okay, I’ll treat you to dinner when I take my leave. I found a delicious noodle restaurant last time. It’s cheap and delicious. I must take you to try it.”

After a few words of greeting, Yang Xueer hung up the phone. In less than a second, her smiling expression returned to the indifference she had when they first met.

This was the first time for Li Gui to see such a rapid change in expression, but he was not surprised. Instead, he subconsciously felt that this was the real her.

"It's just death. Why do you have to think that I'm sad? Does he know me well?"

Maybe because she didn't understand, or maybe she was asking herself questions, Yang Xueer muttered to herself and finally took the crystal ball, along with some items that Li Gui felt familiar, and put them all into a garbage bag.

Carrying this big bag of things, she walked to the door of the living room and stopped for some reason. She frowned in confusion and thought for a few seconds before walking into the bathroom.

After Li Gui left the bedroom, he followed him curiously. This was the first time that he had experienced emotional fluctuations. Deep down in his heart, he seemed to be trying to verify something. He didn't quite understand, so he followed instinctively.

Yang Xueer didn't do anything strange when she walked into the bathroom. She just stood in front of the sink and made some sad expressions in front of the mirror. The corners of her mouth turned downward, her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and her facial features were squeezed together, as if she was trying hard. Squeeze a little tear from the corner of your eye.

But in the end, nothing was left. She sighed helplessly and walked back to the living room.

"Forget it if you can't cry. There are other people anyway, so just pretend."

Lifting the bulging garbage bag at the door, without much hesitation, Yang Xueer closed the door and walked into the elevator in the corridor outside the house calmly.

Li Gui followed up as always, but he couldn't find a reason to do so, just because there was a voice deep in his heart that was unwilling to give up, repeatedly reminding him to go and take a look, believing that this is the reality after his death.

"I'll be resting until next Monday. I won't be working anymore. What should I do?"

Yang Xueer, who was carrying a garbage bag in the elevator, continued to mutter to herself. This habit made Li Gui feel very familiar.

"Skiing, billiards, mountain climbing?" The numbers on the elevator button lit up one after another and went out one after another. Finally, it dinged and stopped on the first floor. Yang Xue twisted the garbage bag and walked out alone: ​​"It feels so troublesome. I’m too lazy to do it, so I’ll just sleep in if I can’t.”

Leaving Building 3 of the community, Yang Xueer walked towards the depths of the night muttering to herself. In the silent environment, there were no extra lights to drive away the darkness. She was not afraid, as if she was already used to it.

Li Gui followed her, like a shadow of a person.

He silently felt that this scene was very real, as if Yang Xueer in his memory should look like this.

But under other scattered fragments, he felt something was not right. It seemed that the real Yang Xueer did not have such a character. The real Yang Xueer should be timid, lively, lazy and greedy, right?

The two contradictory memories made Li Gui confused. In the end, he found a reason for himself. Maybe it was because he had become a ghost, so he couldn't remember many things clearly.

"Woooo?!"

The black clouds moved slowly and the moonlight gradually became clear. Yang Xueer walked to the rows of large trash cans, stopped in confusion, took out her mobile phone and turned on the lighting mode. Not far in front of her was a rickety old man huddled in the corner.

The black figure that just made a strange noise was the old man scavenging.

"beggar?"

It was a scene that a normal person should feel timid about, but Yang Xueer didn't have any emotional ups and downs, especially Li Gui, who was not seen.

"It just so happens that I have some unwanted gadgets here. You can take them if you think they can be used."

Different from the cute and cute person on the phone, Yang Xueer behaved very coldly at this time. She didn't wait for the old man to agree, and threw the garbage in her hand directly in front of the old man.

"I have to complain to the property management company tomorrow. There are actually beggars sneaking into the community at night."

Yang Xueer's voice was not deliberately lowered, and some memories in the depths were strangely affected. Li Gui instinctively wanted to persuade her not to say that, as if he had done something similar before.

But when the words came to his lips, Li Gui didn't know what to say. Besides, he was already dead, and Yang Xueer couldn't hear his words at all. Is there any need to continue with something meaningless?

Fortunately, the old man seemed to be used to these slanders and did not make any drastic moves. After making sure that Yang Xueer would not hurt him, the old man timidly came out of the corner.

Chapter 662 Inexpressible Sadness

While looking at Yang Xueer warily, he flipped through the contents of the bag with quick hands and feet.

"These were given to me by a guy I knew who just died this morning."

After a few seconds of silence, Yang Xueer opened her mouth to explain for some reason.

The old man, who was still flipping through garbage bags deftly, suddenly froze when he heard these words, and his expression changed from timid at first to a little frightened.

"Tomorrow is his funeral. People who know the news think that I will be very sad. In fact, I am not. To be honest, I feel that this is a very normal thing."

Although they were strangers, Yang Xueer expressed her truest feelings. She seemed to no longer want to pretend.

Carrying a pile of dead people's things, the old man didn't know what to do for a moment. He stood up and looked around, obviously observing whether this was another way of playing pranks among young people nowadays.

"People die every day, every moment, maybe as we speak now, countless lives are lost. I don't quite understand why everyone thinks this is an unacceptable thing." Yang Xueer danced, she seemed He didn't care at all whether the person in front of him listened to what he said.

"It is true that my relationship with him is better than that of ordinary friends, but that's it. He has a girlfriend and other people who care about him. I also have my own life and have been together before. It doesn't mean that I can't lose him. You Understand, it’s like I like to eat snacks when I’m at work, but that doesn’t mean I can’t live without snacks.”

The homeless old man might have thought that this woman was crazy. After taking some garbage bags, he planned to leave with his snakeskin bag, but at this time, Yang Xueer stopped him again.

"I still have some money here. You can use it. I haven't been short of money recently." Throwing out her wallet, Yang Xueer was silent for a while in the disbelief of the old man, and then started talking about herself. .

"I haven't known him for long, probably less than two months in total. He always hopes that when I get along with him, I can show my true character. It's so special and inexplicable. This world is like this. Sometimes for the sake of life , in order to work, you have to pretend to be someone else, but he doesn’t seem to think so.”

Yang Xueer's smile contained some indescribable contempt and helplessness.

"He felt that at least he could express his true character around some people he could truly trust. I didn't pay attention to him at all at the time." Without listening to Yang Xueer's words, after the old man who scavenged was sure that it was not a trap, he carefully picked up his wallet and rummaged through it. Find it out: "Who would say these words for the first time when we meet? He is crazy, so I just said a few perfunctory words and let him go. Anyway, we are not familiar with him, but sometimes, life is very strange, and it can always be accurate. To make things worse, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man who had taken all the cash threw his wallet directly into Yang Xueer's face, interrupting her chatter, and then hurriedly dragged his woven bag and limped away.

The interrupted Yang Xueer was left motionless. After a long time, she laughed out loud with complicated emotions.

"Have you seen it, Li Gui, this world is so disgusting and deformed."

He almost thought that Yang Xueer had seen him, but after a few seconds, Li Gui realized that it was not the case.