It is said that once a person dies, they cannot be brought back to life, and as a ghost, they can only embark on a different path. But... is it really so?
Are there no ways for ghosts to exist?
At two in the morning, the man staggered out of the noisy bar, bidding farewell to his companions and heading home. Humming a tune, his steps alternated between quick and slow, and the flush on his cheeks and around his eyes all proclaimed his life of leisure and revelry.
He was about to leave this neighborhood. After two more intersections, he would be home. With a glance, he saw two white legs peeking out from behind the old bus stop bench at the corner. He shook his head and looked again, and it seemed to be a woman. Uncertain, he walked closer, rubbed his eyes hard, and then leaned on the signpost to take a closer look. It was indeed a woman!
She seemed to be drunk, oblivious to the darkness and the strong wind. The strap on her left shoulder had slipped down, revealing a small part of her chest. She lay there carelessly, occasionally whimpering. The man was momentarily stunned, and his Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed, his mind already beginning to wander.
At this moment, a perfectly timed gust of wind lifted the woman's skirt, and the sight before the man drove him crazy instantly. Completely empty, not wearing anything at all, isn't this just trying to seduce people!
Lost in thought, the man didn't even realize that he had arrived at an abandoned bus station. He swallowed hard, then suddenly pulled the woman up, his hands wrapping around her waist, kneading her buttocks, and burying his head between her sweaty breasts to take a deep breath. Ah, there's no greater pleasure than this!
At this point, the audacious man, driven by adrenaline, completely forgets that they are in the middle of the street and tears open the woman's skirt, pouncing on her. The woman is arching and whimpering from the man's rough actions. To the man, these sounds clearly signal the rise of desire, urging him on like a horn and inspiring his battle cry. With a few swift movements, he pulls down his pants and charges ahead.
The man, carried away by his excitement, is wild, infatuated, intoxicated, and foolish to the point of recklessness.
Just now, the woman who was just drunk suddenly widened her eyes, slowly reached out her hand to the man's back, found her position, and revealed a terrifying set of red sharp claws, which she plunged vertically into his flesh and twisted with force. The man's screams of pain were all sealed within the woman's deadly kiss.
peony flowersDie below, even as a ghost, it's still romantic, as he wished.
The woman pushed the man off her body, then with a "plop" sound, she pulled out a heart still connected to its blood vessels. It throbbed a few times, pumping out a stream of blood, perhaps the poor creature's last attachment to the world. The woman, disregarding the extent to which she had been violated by the man, eagerly gazed at the heart and then began to eat it, as if savoring a sweet, juicy red apple, crunching away at it.
As the wind blew through, the bus stop sign, which had not been lit for years, lit up again. Through the pale green light, there was no longer a woman to be seen, only a stiff male corpse with its heart removed, and a pool of blood.
Sure enough, the most advanced hunters appear in the form of prey.
On the late-night streets, there are not only drunkards, but also diligent workers and students who study hard.
Qi Rui has failed the college entrance examination for two consecutive years and has not been able to enroll in his desired forensic medicine program. His family does not understand and advises him to give up, but he insists on moving out to live on his own and focus on preparing for the exam. In his heart, forensic medicine is the most sacred profession in the world, exuding a fatal attraction that is irresistible.
Every morning at 8:30, Qi Rui sets off for the city library, where there are study rooms specially prepared for students. Usually, he doesn't finish studying until 10 o'clock at night, and then he heads home in the night.
On this day, he encountered a particularly difficult test paper, and it took Qi Rui two extra hours to complete it. As a direct result, he left the library after midnight. Feeling stiff and sore, he rubbed and massaged his back as he walked.
"Ah!" A high-pitched cry of pain startled him. He turned around and saw that a girl had accidentally stepped into a hole and twisted her ankle, falling down the stairs he had just walked past.
Qi Rui (walking over): "Are you... are you okay? I..."
Qi Rui swore that he had never seen such a beautiful girl since he was born. She looked only a few years older than himself, but her eyes and eyebrows revealed a charming allure. Perhaps due to the pain from the fall, the girl's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she kept making sounds of pain as she breathed.
Mi Yang: "Ouch, I think I twisted my leg. Can you... can you help me up?"
It was just a normal sentence, but Qi Rui somehow sensed a hint of ambiguity, which made the young man's heart race. "Ah? Okay... I'll help you up, be careful," Qi Rui said.
Qi Rui carefully helped the person in front of him up, looking at her well-proportioned waist body with embarrassment, maintaining a distance, both ears turning red, and not daring to exert too much force with his hands, for fear of accidentally hurting her.
Mi Yang: (chuckles)
Qi Rui: "Why are you laughing... what's so funny?"
Mi Yang: "I'm laughing because you look big and tough, but you're actually a pure-hearted kid. How old are you?"
Qi Rui: "Twenty."
Mi Yang: "No wonder, you've never been in a relationship, right?"
Qi Rui: "How did you know?"
Mi Yang: "Here you go~"
Qi Rui Following the girl's gesture, he lowered his head and saw that his indescribable place had somehow risen up at some point, pitching an exaggerated little tent. He quickly pulled the shoulder bag behind him to cover it, feeling so embarrassed that he wished he could just run away. But reason did not allow him to leave a wounded girl alone here.
Mi Yang: "Hahaha, what's the big deal? You're still shy. Sister has seen it all before."
Qi Rui: "I... I..."
Mi Yang: "I sprained my foot. Could you please help me and take me home? It's not far from here."
Qi Rui: "Is... Is this not appropriate? How about I call a car for you instead?"
Mi Yang: "I've really twisted my ankle badly, I probably can't walk. Since you're supporting me, just be a good person and see it through to the end, send me all the way to the west. Besides, I have to take responsibility for you, don't I?"
Seeing the girl holding back a smile and gesturing towards a certain part of herself, Qi Rui unconsciously pressed down on the hand resting on the bag, as if this could alleviate some of the swelling heat. He looked at the girl's foot, which was terribly swollen, and there were many bleeding scratches on her calf, making it really difficult for her to move. Just as he raised his head, he saw the girl's chest, which made him gulp and, as if possessed, he agreed.
Qi Rui is a tall guy, 1.86 meters tall, and quite strong. However, after carrying an adult for nearly twenty minutes, he was sweating profusely.
Mi Yang: "You sit here for a while, I'll go clean the wound."
Qi Rui: "I won't sit, it's too late, I'd better go back first."
Mi Yang: "I said sit for a while, and you sit for a while. I'm a woman and not afraid, what are you, a big man, afraid of? I won't eat you."
Qi Rui: "It's not that, it's just... it's just..."
Mi Yang: "Don't just stand there, sit down. You promised to help me, so stay until the end. Help me with the medicine later. After taking the medicine, if you want me to eat yours, hmm~ that's also possible." (coy smile)
Qi Rui: "Oh, okay... huh?" (surprised)
Qi Rui didn't understand the last sentence the girl said, but he was forced to sit down. He was sitting directly facing the bathroom. When he heard the sound of water, he subconsciously looked over and saw the girl lifting her skirt up to her thighs. He vaguely saw half of her buttocks, and her legs were so white that they almost blinded him. Qi Rui had lost count of how much saliva he had swallowed that night, and he was forcing himself not to look at the good colors across from him.
He looked around and found the furnishings in the room to be simple and fresh, and everything was neatly arranged. The only thing that struck him as odd was that there seemed to be a thin layer of dust on the table, as if it hadn't been cleaned for some time. However, considering that many young people living alone are in the late stages of laziness, he didn't take it to heart.
Mi Yang: "Sorry, I haven't been back to stay for a long time, and no one has been cleaning."
Perhaps it was seeing Qi Rui reach out and touch the dust on the table, and the girl who limped out while leaning against the wall explained in a gentle voice. Qi Rui hurried forward to help, and when he saw the girl's skirt splashed with water, he seemed a little distracted, holding back from saying anything.
Mi Yang: "Come, help sister with the medicine."
Qi Rui had just sat down when the girl lifted her skirt without any hesitation and propped up her injured leg. As she adjusted her position, her toes seemed to accidentally touch a certain area, causing Qi Rui to lose his breath. He nervously took the medicine box and started applying the medicine.
Mi Yang: "What's your name?"
Qi Rui: "Qi Rui."
Mi Yang: "Qi, Rui, hmm, not bad. I'm called Mi Yang."
Qi Rui: "Hmm."
Mi Yang: "Why are you staring blankly like that?"
Qi Rui: "Hmm."
Mi Yang: "Are you still studying? What are you studying?"
Qi Rui: "Well, I plan to study medicine."
Mi Yang: "Planning to study medicine? So you're a future medical student, with big ambitions. In that case, I feel quite honored."
Qi Rui: "What?"
Mi Yang: "I'm your first patient, you know~" (lightly moves leg)
Qi Rui: "It doesn't count."
Mi Yang: "Doesn't count? What, are you rejecting me?"
Qi Rui: "No. Okay, I've finished taking the medicine, I'm going to go now." (Frantically packing up the medicine box, standing up body )
Mi Yang was stunned. She didn't expect this silly kid to be quite capable. Clearly drooling with desire, one small action after another, one sly glance after another, but still able to hold back. She suddenly wavered, paused for a moment, and decided to let this tasty little fresh meat go.
Mi Yang: "Where do you live?"
Qi Rui: "Huh? Oh, I live in Waihuan."
Mi Yang: "It's too far, the subway has stopped running at this time, and it's hard to get a taxi. Even if you manage to get one, it will probably cost you over a hundred. How about this, you can stay at my place, just squeeze in on the sofa. Tomorrow, I'll treat you to breakfast as a thank you for taking me back and helping me with my medication."
Qi Rui: "This doesn't seem quite right, after all, you're a girl, and I..."
Mi Yang: "There's nothing wrong with it. I can't exactly imprison a big man like you. Just sleep peacefully here. There are blankets in the cabinet next to the sofa, and you can make do with a cushion for a pillow. It's late, I'm going back to my room." (Walks towards the bedroom) "By the way, if you really can't sleep in the middle of the night and want to come into the room to hang out with your sister, your sister also welcomes you~" (wink)
Qi Rui: (surprised and at a loss)
Mi Yang (laughing): "Just kidding with you, took you for a ride with the cucumber and egg! Hahaha~~ Good night."
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