Chapter 010

I was taken aback and said, "Are you joking? Not to mention whether I can afford to support you, even Mrs. Jiu would not agree to it.

I shouted, saying, wasn't it you who asked me to tell him that he is already dead

Ding Ding scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said that it depends on what one dreams about, as there is a difference between good and bad.

I couldn't understand, so I reached out to grab him, but unexpectedly, he suddenly opened his eyes, which were completely devoid of the whites, appearing a deep crimson! He glared at me fiercely, and it felt as if I were looking into a mirror.

I hurriedly asked Lin Tian, what is going on

Ding Ding glanced at me and said, "You are talking nonsense. If something terrifying were to emerge, I would definitely run faster than you."

He remained silent for a long time before saying, somewhat unconfidently, that repeating the same dream, in which he saw the deceased, is referred to as a ghost omen. It is a sign from the spirit world. There is a belief that the situations in dreams will eventually manifest in reality. However, many people find this unreliable, as it may simply be a reflection of how much you miss your mother

I have thought about it and believe that the likelihood of it being unreliable is greater. My mother has already passed away, and it is impossible to hold another funeral for her; without a funeral, there can be no coffin. The possibility of such a dream becoming reality is almost nonexistent, yet despite my thoughts, I cannot let go of it in my heart

I stood up in confusion and looked at the time; it was only 3 AM

Ding Ding, seeing that I remained silent, nodded affirmatively and said, "Indeed."

I have summarized in my mind that this should be a type of mental illness that only a genius would have

I only feel that this scene is somewhat familiar, yet I cannot say where I have seen it before

Of course, all of this is secondary. I have prepared the spare room for Ding Ding. The place I am renting is a two-bedroom apartment, which is just enough for Ding Ding to move in. And the books.

She was leaning over the edge of the coffin, looking at me with a beaming smile, yet that expression was quite unfamiliar, as if the person I was facing was someone I had never seen before

I almost fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed, but in a daze, I often had the feeling that someone was walking around me.

I felt increasingly fearful, and turned to look at the coffin again; the more I looked at that person, the more I felt they resembled myself.

I thought about it and decided to tell Ding Ding about these two dreams, after all, I am on high alert and need to pay attention to any strange occurrences

I am still in the house, but the difference is that I am now actually in Ding Ding's room

Lin Tian, like my mother, smiles quietly without saying a word

I felt drowsy and casually grabbed a chair to sit down, reflecting on what had just happened. However, I couldn't recall at all how I had arrived in Ding Ding's room.

Lin Tian helped me up, pointed at the coffin, and said, "If you don't believe it, take a look."

His expression remained as gloomy as ever, staring at me intently, and said, "Why are you kneeling? Your mother is not dead!"

Ding Ding noticed that my expression was off, crawled over nervously, and asked me, "You don't have a problem with sleepwalking, do you?"

He is taking out jars of various sizes from his bag and neatly placing them on the windowsill. I know these items are used for ghost-catching, so I keep my distance and watch, not daring to touch them.

The person lying in the coffin is actually me

The skin has begun to rot, and a foul odor can even be detected

Ding Ding said, "How would I know you? Why did you come into my room instead of sleeping well? You're even leaning by the bed staring at me. No ghost is as frightening as you!"

I felt a sudden panic and hurriedly looked up at that person, only to find it was my mother

Thinking this way, I felt relieved. However, I still brought it up with the group: in the future, the costs for water, electricity, and rent will be shared equally. Ding Ding responded with an "mm" and said that was fine, as long as I took care of the food.

Now my question is, how should I face Brother Wang when I go to work tomorrow? I have thought about it for a long time but haven't come up with a solution, so I started to seek Ding Ding's opinion again

I originally thought I had made a profit, but later I realized I had suffered a huge loss. If my appetite is that of a pig, then Ding Ding's mother is like a whale! In just a few days, I was brought to tears by it

Ding Ding said, you can see him, he can see you, you need to make him realize that he is already dead, since he is dead, he should go do whatever he needs to do, stop wandering aimlessly all day long

I could hardly resist the urge to slap him, thinking to myself that this guy really doesn't know how to speak properly

I feel a bit dizzy and don't know what has happened, so I asked him, "What is wrong with me?"

I chuckled to myself, thinking that given Ding Ding's personality, he would certainly agree verbally, but whatever he wanted to do, Mrs. Jiu would definitely not be able to stop him

The coffin still had no lid. I leaned in to take a look and suddenly saw a person standing opposite the coffin, striking the same pose as I was.

I said, you definitely won't ignore it, right

I only remember the unsealed coffin, Lin Tian and my mother, and my corpse

My smile froze, and I suppressed the urge to throw him out the door. I thought having this free bodyguard was not a bad idea; although he might not be of much help in a real crisis, he could still bolster my courage.

I smile on the outside, but inside I wonder how foolish a person or a ghost must be to act this way

Ding Ding chuckled, blinking his eyes, and said, "My luggage is inside; I will be residing here from today onward"

After thinking for a long time, I suddenly realized that this is almost identical to the dream I had yesterday. The only difference is that previously, Lin Tian was holding a paper figure, but now the paper figure is gone, and the person lying in the coffin has become me

Ding Ding listened but fell into an unusual silence. The more he acted this way, the more I felt that the situation was not simple. However, since he wouldn't speak, I could only stand by anxiously

He said it's nothing, my mother cares for me the most. After I persistently begged for half a day, she finally asked your friend's mother for your address and even helped me find a car; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to find out where you live

He shouted, asking what you are doing

I find this quite simple; if I encounter Brother Wang again tomorrow, I will show him the news of his murder, and then the world will be at peace

After the light came on, I realized that Ding Ding had brought a large bundle, bulging and uncertain of what it contained. I hurriedly asked a question.

Ding Ding said that it is not that he did not notice, but rather that he can only see the things that he believes will happen in his mind. He might go home and sit in front of a television that is not plugged in, thinking that he is happily watching it with his wife and children.

He turned to me and asked, Have you seen The Sixth Sense

I shook my head and said that I did not have the ability, so it would be better to let it go. At worst, I would resign and never go to work again

She extended her hand, gently pointed to the inside of the coffin, indicating for me to look inside

Moreover, from Ding Ding's tone, he also seems to find this statement unreliable. The two of us sat on opposite sides, and all sense of sleepiness vanished.

I shared this idea with Ding Ding, and he nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Then you might as well wait for death"

I didn't understand, how to say it

Ding Ding chuckled, took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said, I am https://m.hetushu.com. You need to find a way to make him realize this matter, rather than shocking him with the truth all at once. He was originally destined to die an untimely death; although it has not yet manifested, he has always harbored resentment in his heart, and if he is not careful, he could turn into a vengeful spirit.

Ding Ding sat on the bed, staring at me with eyes as wide as those of a bullfrog

I was caught off guard, my face stinging painfully, and I suddenly fell to the ground, only to realize that the scene around me had changed again

Ding Ding said, it depends on the situation; at worst, you can just accompany him to play ghost.

I am so tired that I can hardly keep my eyes open, yet I faintly hear a sound of crying

I hesitated for quite a while, then steeled myself and said, "You have to help me, kid!"

The room is very quiet, and I really can't stand this atmosphere anymore. Just as I was about to speak up and find a topic, Ding Ding suddenly asked, "When did you start attracting ghosts?"

Ding Ding said, regarding the matter of Brother Wang that you mentioned, it is actually neither too difficult nor too simple to discuss

I was startled and hurriedly got up, only to find myself back in my hometown, dressed in mourning clothes, kneeling beside my mother's coffin

I recalled her attitude towards me at Mrs. Jiu's house and felt that she would certainly not agree so easily. After all, Ding Ding is still her only precious son, whom she probably fears to even hold too tightly lest he break.

It just occurred to me that I was just punched by Ding Ding; this kid shows no mercy at all. I feel like my face is all crooked.

Ding Ding arranged the jars and continued to explain that this situation is quite common. Sometimes death comes too suddenly, and your mind hasn't had time to react. It feels like you have just experienced a nightmare; in the dream, you were startled, but upon waking, you still go about your usual activities, believing that you are the same as before

I also think so, after all, when I first arrived at hetushu.com, I received considerable help from Brother Wang. Although there is a significant age difference between us that prevents us from mingling, I still owe him a debt of gratitude.

I hesitated for a moment before slowly lowering my head, and my legs immediately went weak

Then, he suddenly lifted his head and delivered a fierce punch to my face

I roughly handled this matter, and upon checking the time, it was already 11 o'clock. I really haven't had enough sleep these past two days and lacked the energy to chat aimlessly with Ding Ding. I informed him briefly, then propped a stool against the door so that others wouldn't notice the broken lock, and directly went to my room to sleep.

I asked Ding Ding, so what do you think I should do

I frowned and thought for a moment; such a situation had never occurred before

I pondered for a long time in my heart before I asked with confusion, "Ding Ding, how do people in your profession explain the phenomenon of someone repeatedly having the same dream?"

Suddenly, I was pulled from behind. When I turned around, it was Lin Tian.

Ding Ding also said, however, my mother sent me with conditions. If you attract someone formidable, then I absolutely cannot intervene to help you

I wonder, did he not notice anything amiss when he went home or to work

Seeing me shake my head, he suddenly sighed like an old man and said, just like in that movie, some people think he is still alive, but in fact, he has already died. Your colleague is in this situation now; I estimate he still goes to work and comes home every day to accompany his wife and take care of the children. He does not realize that he has already died and no longer belongs to this world

Ding Ding exhaled a puff of smoke towards me and said, "How can you be so heartless? After all, he was your colleague, and you knew him. Now that he is gone, if you can help, just help. You won't have the chance to see him again."

I inexplicably glanced around and saw many friends and relatives continuously coming to pay their respects, their weeping and wailing evoking a deep sense of sorrow