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Chapter 94 Horror Corner 2

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    After we entered through the back gate of the cemetery, in a secluded place, I discovered that we were not the only two people visiting the cemetery that night.

    Five or six, boys from other classes.

    From the process of their whispered chat, I learned that this night visit to the cemetery is a game between the big guy in the next class and you.

    If it is said that the dark grove has created the horror atmosphere of the night to the extreme in my heart.

    Then I saw row after row of tombstones in the cemetery, exuding evil shadows in the night.  When I was almost scared to pee, you guys decided to split up in order to prove who is the most courageous.

    This is of course what I don't want to see. I suggest that in order to avoid family worries, it is better for us to go home.

    I remember very clearly that you looked at me with an incomprehensible look and said a word.

    "Qian Xiaopang, you must be afraid!"

    In order to prove my manliness in front of you, I certainly cannot admit that I was out of fear.

    Especially when several other boys looked at me with a look of jokes, I couldn't admit it.

    My strong self-esteem forced me to lie. Although I was extremely scared at that time, I was still stubborn: "What are you talking about, I am a man, and whoever is afraid of me can't be afraid."

    The big man said, an hour later, we met under the cedar tree next to the central gate of the cemetery.

    Several people disappeared among the dark tombstones in a blink of an eye.

    To be honest, during the Ching Ming season, the temperature at night is still cold and cold, but at that time the cold sweat has already surrounded my whole body tightly.

    Every step I take requires a strong sense of belief to support my inner fear.

    The only sense of faith that supports me to take a step forward is that I cannot admit defeat in front of my goddess.

    In the huge cemetery, I shivered and moved between rows of tombstones, not only my soul, but also my body began to be in a trance.

    The portraits on the tombstone began to spread their wings and came towards me from all directions. I stumbled and bumped into the cold tombstone several times because of a trance.

    I tried to call your name, but my small and fearful voice was quickly swallowed by the night, and the only answer I had was the sound of the night wind blowing through the entire row of pine trees.

    That kind of voice seems to me, like all evil spirits, coming from all over the world.

    (While saying these words, Qian He's voice trembled. He reached out to caress Luo Qiao's face against the red candle, with a hazy red color, very special.)

    You, you know what?  It was the first time after so many years that I tried to recall what happened that night, and it still scares me to think about it.

    I was thinking that Cuiling Cemetery would be a hurdle that I would not be able to pass in my life.

    The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the rain that had stopped during the day began to patter again at night.

    I wandered around in the cemetery, but I couldn't find where the gate in the cemetery was, or the cedar tree that the big man said, and I had no clue.

    While I was exhausted wandering around, a terrible idea gradually occupied my mind.

    Could this be the legendary ghost hitting the wall?

    I lost my way in the cemetery, and the boundless darkness rushed towards me, just when I couldn't hold on anymore.

    I saw the tall cedar tree, swaying in the rainy night, welcoming me.

    I ran towards it with joy in my heart.

    However, when I staggered under the cedar, there was no one there.

    There has never been a moment that makes me feel like I live like a year.

    Even in the following years, when I was in the long darkness, there was not a single moment that was difficult.

    I was shivering alone, but I still believed that my companions might not have found the cedar as I did.

    All I have to do is wait.

    The wait is long, especially in that environment, how tormented the wait is.

    Later, I had a dream in which all the spirits stationed in the cemetery came out to kill me.

    I have traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, but I have not been able to escape the palms of these souls.

    When I woke up, a bearded face appeared in front of my eyes.

    This vicissitudes-ridden face once again frightened me into fainting.

    ???When I woke up again, it was still that face.

    The uncle on duty at the cemetery.

    It was he who found me lying unconscious under that cedar tree.

    At that time, it was the darkness before dawn.  The whole cemetery is even darker than when we came.

    When I saw the uncle's face again, I still stubbornly thought that I might not have arrived in the underworld, and then I fell into a coma for the third time.

    When I woke up, I was in the hospital ward.

    Since that day, I only like to hide myself in the dark world.

    The doctor said it was a mental illness.  Maybe it can be cured, maybe it will be like this for a lifetime.

    I am the only child in my family. As soon as my mother heard the doctor's diagnosis, she passed out on the spot and broke down crying when she woke up.

    She cried and beat and scolded me, and asked me why I had to go to the cemetery in the middle of the night because I couldn't study well.

    What can I say, do I have to say that I took the risk because of the girl I like?

    (Qian He was immersed in the narration of the past, completely oblivious to the shadow outside the tent that had been standing there for a long time.)

    Rojo, when I woke up in the hospital, I was still worried about you. I was afraid that something would happen to you in the cemetery.

    Later, I found out that you were also frightened because of that night visit to the cemetery, and you rested at home for several days.

    At that time, I was still guilty of not being able to protect the girl I love as a boy.

    Later, my mother didn't know where she found out yesterday that it was the cemetery you encouraged me to go to, so she ran to your house to make trouble.

    I said to my mother: "Please give your son some dignity! Being a man is not as courageous as a girl, and spreading the word makes people laugh."

    Another reason is that I don't want the girl I like to look down on me.

    In the long river of time, when my peers are struggling to move forward, I have lived myself as a ghostly existence.

    Until half a year ago, when my high school classmate A Guang came to visit me at home, he told me that secret.

    A Guang said that during a class reunion, the big man in the next class drank a little too much, and talked about their prank that year.

    The night visit to the cemetery that night was actually a trap specially set up for me.

    Just because there was a school cleaning, when I was responsible for cleaning the aisle, I didn't wring out the water on the mop, which caused the big man to slip and fall.

    It was this fall that changed the fate of my life.

    After listening to Ah Guang's words, I was immediately enlightened.

    For so many years, I have been hiding in the dark. During the long dark years, the only light that illuminates my heart comes from you at that time.

    And after Ah Guang's arrival, that ray of light was completely extinguished.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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