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Aunt Wang's gaze wandered uncertainly, first landing on the scattered sunflower seed shells on the coffee table, then shifting to the potted plant in the corner, and finally settling on my ethereal figure, her eyes filled with fear and struggle. "I... I..." she stammered, gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.
I floated a little closer, almost touching Aunt Wang's face. "That night... Chen Feng came to see you... didn't he?" My tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable certainty.
Aunt Wang's body jolted slightly, her expression more terrified than before. "He... he just... just came to... borrow something..." she said haltingly, her voice barely above a whisper.
I shook my head, a flicker of disappointment crossing my eyes. "Aunt Wang... you don't have to lie to me... I'm already dead... I know everything..." My voice held a hint of sadness but was resolute.
Tears finally streamed down Aunt Wang's face as she covered it with her hands, sobbing softly. "I... I can't say... I promised him... I can't say..."
I quietly hovered in front of her, waiting for her answer. The air in the room felt as if it had solidified, with only Aunt Wang's intermittent sobs echoing. Outside the window, the dim yellow light from the streetlamp filtered through the curtains, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
After a long while, Aunt Wang slowly lifted her head, her tear-filled eyes looking at me. "That night... Chen Feng... he... he was very anxious... he came to ask me... if I had seen... seen you..."
My heart sank suddenly, an ominous premonition rising within me. I stared intently at Aunt Wang and asked urgently, "And then? What did he say?"
Aunt Wang took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions. "He... he said... he said he was very worried about you... he said... he said you might... might be in trouble..."
I felt my body becoming increasingly transparent, as if I would dissipate at any moment. I drifted unsteadily to the window, gazing at the bustling city nightscape outside, filled with confusion and despair. Chen Feng… why did he have to lie?
I floated back to Chen Feng's side, watching him gently tuck Chen Xiaoxiao in and softly comfort her. Chen Xiaoxiao's face was pale as she lay in bed, looking weak and frail. Chen Feng's hand gently caressed her forehead, his eyes filled with tenderness and care.
Watching this scene caused a sharp pain in my heart. I finally understood that I had become a thing of the past. Chen Feng had begun a new life while I remained just a forgotten soul.
My body became increasingly transparent, and finally, it completely dissipated into the air.
Meanwhile, Officer Li arrived at my apartment. He carefully surveyed the scene, his sharp gaze scanning every corner of the room. Aunt Wang stood nearby, her expression anxious as she nervously twisted the hem of her clothes.
"Aunt Wang, are you sure you didn't see any suspicious individuals?" Officer Li asked Aunt Wang, his tone serious.
Aunt Wang shook her head, her eyes darting away. "No... I didn't see anything..."
Officer Li frowned, his gaze landing on the scattered sunflower seed shells on the coffee table. "You said Miss Lily was in trouble before you were watching television?"
Aunt Wang nodded. "Yes... yes..."
Officer Li walked over to the television, turned it on, and static filled the screen. "Which channel were you watching?"
Aunt Wang pointed at the screen, her voice trembling as she said, "It... it was this channel..."
Officer Li turned off the television and turned to Aunt Wang, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes. "Aunt Wang, please think carefully. What else did you see or hear before my lady got into trouble?"
Aunt Wang's face turned even paler; her lips trembled, but she couldn't say anything.
Outside, the sound of police sirens grew closer, breaking the tranquility of the night. The flashing lights illuminated Aunt Wang's panicked face through the window.
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