Chapter 001: Female Ghost
For Yang Hua, this first meeting with Xie Jia, the famous family in that city of Iran, and Mr. Xie, Yu Ting's father, was undoubtedly the biggest blow, as he actually said to his face that he should never approach Yu Ting again.
"My goodness, is having money all that great?" Yang Hua cursed loudly by himself on the playground.
But then again, she's the daughter of a rich man, and I'm just a poor guy with no talent or virtue, what would she see in me? Thinking this, I couldn't help but mock myself.
"Is that so? Why does he like me?" Yang Hua was lying alone on the lawn, gazing up at the vast sky.
Yang Hua, who was really annoyed and depressed in her heart, returned to her own residence.
On the way, this guy bought a bottle of Erguotou and drank it. 58 degrees, strong enough, spicy enough.
Drinking and drinking, he became dizzy all by himself.
"What's wrong with you again? Have you been beaten up?" The female ghost, who suddenly appeared from the bangle, looked at Yang Hua with a tilted head and asked with a frown.
She suddenly came out and scared the drunk Yang Hua, then smiled foolishly: "I didn't. Who am I? I'm Yang Hua."
"It seems you're really hurt, and quite badly too." You Ru said with a slight pout.
"I really didn't take a hit, just Xie Yuting, is that possible?" Yang Hua said with a clear conscience, and after finishing, he tilted his head back and took another swig of strong liquor.
"You look like you're having fun talking about romance? Look at how miserable you are!"
Yang Hua suddenly heard a more off-color joke than Huang's and burst out laughing.
"Haven't you ever talked about it?" Yang Hua couldn't help but tilt his head, spewing out wine fumes as he gazed at the beautiful and unattainable Mei Yu with a hint of inquiry.
She saw him as if he were a little girl, shaking his head.
"No."
"Alas, how pitiful." Yang Hua sighed as he gazed at her lovely face, thinking that such a beauty was destined for an early demise and hadn't even experienced love. If you asked him what the saddest thing in this world was, Yang Hua would definitely say it's this.
Yu Ruo didn't say a word, and suddenly, she sat there looking sorrowful and stunned.
Yang Hua this kid had a mouthful of strong liquor and before long his head started spinning.
"Actually, dating isn't that fun."
Yang Hua took a big gulp, his mouth was burning, but his eyes were bright red.
Yu Ruo slowly turned her head to look at him, feeling that his expression suddenly became complicated.
"Why is that?"
Yang Hua's mind was already muddled at this moment.
"I'll tell you a true story," said Yang Hua, tilting his neck.
Yu Ruo gazed at him with a faint smile, her two delicate white hands supporting her small chin as she nodded cutely.
Yang Hua slowly sat back on his bed and began to say, "You know, when I was in high school, I was a complete bad egg, the especially bad kind. Every day, except for fighting, it was skipping class. Almost every teacher in school hated me at first sight, until she came."
"Who is it? A girl?" You Rou blinked and asked.
Yang Hua took a swig of liquor, feeling the burning sensation in his chest. His eyes reddened as he spoke: "Yes, her name is Xiaowen. She was a transfer student and an exceptional learner, always ranking first in class. The teachers adored her. As for me, I didn't know what came over me back then. I started attending classes, not to learn, but to catch a glimpse of her. My buddy, who was close to me, also had a crush on her, but I was too shy. Despite my tough exterior, I wasn't as fearless as I seemed, especially around girls. Gradually, she sensed that I felt differently about her.
At the time, my reputation in school was terrible, and my grades were poor, so it seemed impossible for us to be together. Later, when I coincidentally saw her being harassed by some thugs from another school, I intervened, but ended up getting my hand broken. That period was the happiest time of my life because she visited me every day for two weeks. I didn't know if she liked me or was just grateful for my help.
After I recovered and left the hospital, I finally gathered the courage to tell her how I felt. I remember that day, the wind was blowing strongly, and when I confessed my feelings and asked her to be my girlfriend, my heart was racing. However, she hesitated because she knew I was a troublemaker and a poor student, and many people didn't like me.
She agreed to date me on one condition: if I could stop fighting and catch up with my studies. At the time, I was so excited that I almost fainted. I thought she had accepted me for who I was, but it turned out she just wanted to encourage me. For her sake, I stopped getting into fights and started studying diligently every day.
I was determined to learn everything from scratch, which meant putting in twice the effort as others. Since I spent most of my time studying, I rarely contacted Xiaowen. I buried myself in books, focusing on how to quickly absorb all the knowledge and improve my grades so that I could be with her.
Finally, the college entrance exams arrived, and after months of hard work, I received the results. When I saw that I had scored second highest in the school and got accepted into university, I was overjoyed and cried tears of happiness. However, when I presented the acceptance letter to Xiaowen, she shocked me by being in an embrace with my best friend.
I froze, feeling like I'd been electrocuted. The acceptance letter slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. She turned around, expressionless, and said, "Sorry, I don't like you." And I... I smiled foolishly. I ran around the playground until I was exhausted, then suddenly laughed at myself for being a fool.
From that day on, I never saw her again. Hey, You Ruo, why are you crying?"
The female ghost beside him was like a little kid, sobbing softly, her pretty face with tears streaming down, looking pitiful and touching.
"Don't cry, it's like I've wronged you or something. I'm just teasing you." Yang Hua said, taking a swig of strong liquor and sticking out his tongue.
"You're deceiving me, aren't you?"
"Right, I'm cheating you. Look how bad I am. Remember, if you fall in love in the future, never find someone like me. Not only is my appearance ugly, but my heart is also vicious. It's very dangerous for a girl to be with me." Yang Hua said with narrowed eyes.
"But after hearing you say that, I also want to fall in love?" You Ruo suddenly looked up at Yang Hua with a small face, who was staring blankly by her side.
Yang Hua was stunned, a female ghost wanting to fall in love? Who would dare to be with her? Isn't that just asking for death?!
"It's good to fall in love... but there are restrictions on falling in love... people can fall in love with each other, ghosts..." Yang Hua wanted to say but was afraid and didn't say it.
"You see, Yu Ruo gazed at him: 'I want to talk to you.'"
These words were like a bomb thrown into Yang Hua's brain, exploding with a loud bang.
"No, no, I'm too bad, and how can I be worthy of you? The two of us talking, it's definitely not going to work." Yang Hua spoke a bit incoherently.
"You despise me?"
"How dare I?" Yang Hua couldn't help but take a step back, his heart truly a little afraid. What if this girl went crazy and bit him?
"I know you're disgusted with me, forget it. Since you don't want to talk to me, I won't force you. I've heard that two people in love can protect each other even if it means death. But since you don't like me, you definitely wouldn't do that, would you?" Yu Rou's voice slowly came over."
Yang Hua felt a chill on his back, and the dizziness from earlier was completely gone.
"Right, as long as you truly deeply love the other person, you can sacrifice your life for him." Yang Hua agreed with her, now he didn't want to provoke this female ghost.
"If one day I sacrifice my life for you, what would you do?"
Yang Hua's expression was a bit complicated, with a look on his face that said he would rather die than believe it: "No way..."
"Hehe, I won't tell you, I'm tired today." After saying this, You Ruo left behind an inscrutable gaze and suddenly disappeared. When looked at again, on the table in front where You Ruo was sitting earlier, a shiny bangle had appeared out of nowhere.
Yang Hua saw the female ghost disappear and finally let out a long sigh, falling asleep on the bed.
After Yang Hua fell asleep, a woman's figure suddenly appeared at his bedside.
Soft moonlight slowly poured in, pouring on her lonely body, her beautiful lonely shadow was like a beautiful solitary wild goose standing quietly there.
In the darkness, it can be seen that she has a pair of eyes that are so moving, always gazing deeply at Yang Hua on the bed. At this time, Yang Hua couldn't notice the lonely woman in front of him, Yu Ruo.
She stood there quietly for a while, then suddenly let out a long sigh. No one knew what this mysterious female ghost was sighing about in the dead of night. Perhaps she was sighing about her own tumultuous life, or perhaps it was something else.
She slowly walked closer to Yang Hua's bedside, her footsteps almost making no sound. In the quiet black night, she slowly stretched out a white hand, as if gently touching her lover's face, and slowly touched Yang Hua's handsome face.
"I know the story you're telling is true, silly child."
In the dark of night, her lonely voice slowly came, as if savoring, also as if lamenting.
As she finished saying this sentence, her entire body suddenly and slowly floated up.
Yang Hua said that bed was really big enough, and the guy who fell asleep didn't know what he was doing at this moment, a happy smile floated on his face, and he fell asleep there.
And then, as if drifting gently like a feather, she slowly floated down beside Yang Hua.
Very light, very light.
Slowly fell beside Yang Hua.
In the quiet night, I could only hear Yang Hua's gentle breathing sound.
Yu Ruo slowly turned around, gently embracing Yang Hua from behind as he slept. Her movements were so light and gentle that the sleeping person didn't feel a thing.
No one knows what Yu Ruo is thinking in her heart at this moment, her watery eyes have a thread of happiness and a thread of faint sadness, always holding on to it lightly.