allonlinenovel Chapter 1 Ghost?
Chapter 1 Ghost?
pain……
The moment before Qin Chaoyan lost consciousness, the only thing that remained in his memory was the bright red all around, the screams of the people around him, and the unstoppable pain in his body.
hiss……
How did the pain in the wound disappear? Also, why did she feel so light?
Qin Chaoyan slowly opened her eyes and found that she was not in the hospital, but in an unfamiliar, antique room.
She had been in such a serious car accident, and it would have been normal for both the perpetrator and the witnesses to send her to the hospital instead of bringing her to such an unfamiliar environment.
Qin Chaoyan moved her hands and touched her face. She didn't feel any wound and her body didn't hurt either.
So, she is dead?
Is this the underworld?
The underworld? Is the fashion the ancient style of decoration?
Also, what about the legendary Black and White Impermanence, the King of Hell, and Meng Po? If she doesn't drink Meng Po soup, how will she reincarnate...
Many questions surrounded Qin Chaoyan's mind, but no one or ghost appeared to answer her questions.
Qin Chaoyan stayed there for a long time before slowly moving her body forward. This movement made her feel that it was no different from walking when she was alive.
She died, and as a ghost, she didn't develop any special skills, nor could she fly or hide.
It must be said that the room was decorated quite beautifully. Qin Chaoyan walked around for a while and then looked towards the door.
She walked over, and out of habit, Qin Chaoyan reached out to push the door, but saw with her own eyes that her hand passed through the door.
Qin Chaoyan was stunned, staring blankly at everything in front of her. After an unknown amount of time, she retracted her hand.
Looking at his hands, Qin Chaoyan suddenly felt dazed and as if the dust had settled.
She is really dead.
I don’t know how long she stood there. Suddenly, Qin Chaoyan seemed to have made up her mind. She took a step forward and walked through the door.
She saw the scenery outside the door. Outside, the red maple leaves were like fire, the sky was filled with sunset glow, and under an old tree not far away, there was a swing.
On the swing, there is a child wearing ancient costume.
He sat quietly on the swing, his little mouth slightly pouting. His pouting mouth and frowning brows all showed that he was in a low mood.
Qin Chaoyan looked at him for a long time, then slowly walked towards him. Seeing that there was a large empty space on the swing, she sat down without hesitation.
???
Can ghosts sit?
Qin Chaoyan was puzzled for only two seconds and quickly put the question behind him.
She looked down at the child beside her. Wow, he was quite cute, with a little fat on his cheeks. Especially now that he was quiet and good-looking, he was the type of child she liked.
"Hey, why are you unhappy?" Qin Chaoyan frowned. If there was a mirror or a third person present at this moment, they would definitely think that the two of them looked 99% similar in frowning.
The child's eyes widened slightly and his hands clenched unconsciously, but Qin Chaoyan didn't notice.
She is now in the confused period of becoming a ghost. "If you have anything that makes you unhappy, you should speak it out. Don't keep it in your heart. You are so young, and your face is wrinkled. You look bitter and resentful..."
Qin Chaoyan mumbled a long string of words to himself, and his mood improved a lot, as if all the depression in his heart had dissipated with those words.
"If you have any troubles, why not talk to your sister..."
But when she reached out to nudge the child's arm with her elbow, she missed.
Qin Chaoyan suddenly felt lost again. Woo woo woo, why did she die?
She had finally managed to get through it, and just when she was about to take a short vacation, she was killed in a car accident on the way back to the company.
Her vacation, her money, her fried chicken and Coke... and the Dean's mother, she couldn't bear to part with them...
Qin Chaoyan felt something cold on her face. She reached out and touched it, and found it was tears.
It turns out that ghosts can also shed tears.
Qin Chaoyan's heart was filled with sadness, and she was about to burst into tears.
"Master Zhao, why are you sitting here alone?" A young girl in her twenties, dressed in green, stepped forward. "It's windy at night. It's easy to catch a cold if you sit here."
"Auntie Zhu~" Qin Chaoyan heard the little girl beside her calling for help in a soft voice.
"Master Zhao, let's go back to the house."
"Aunt Zhu, when will daddy come back?"
"Master Zhao, don't worry. The prince will be back in a few days."
Little Dumpling Wei Zhao pouted, "But, tomorrow is Mom's birthday, I want to celebrate Mom's birthday with Daddy."
Wan Zhu lowered his eyes, "Master Zhao, the prince will come back soon."
Birthday, Qin Chaoyan's tears welled up in her eyes, it was her birthday tomorrow too.
She had originally booked a super luxurious yacht and a birthday cake for herself, just planning on having a good birthday.
As a result, who could have thought!!!
Qin Chaoyan angrily wiped the tears from her face with her hands. If she had known earlier, she would not have taken that path today. No, she should have been nicer to herself in the past two years and spent all the money in the card.
The only consolation that made Qin Chaoyan feel a little fortunate was that she had made a will long ago, and after her death, all the property under her name would be donated to a charity organization.
Hopefully, with this amount of money, those children in orphanages, those poor people who cannot get medical treatment... can live a little better than before.
Qin Chaoyan sighed softly. Beside her, the little girl Wei Zhao, who was held by Wan Zhu, subconsciously grabbed her clothes.
"Aunt Zhu," Wei Zhao asked, "did you hear a voice?"
"Master Zhao, I didn't hear any sound."
"What's that sound?" Qin Chaoyan muttered, "Apart from this kid and Aunt Zhu, is there anyone else here?"
Wei Zhao raised his head and looked at Wan Zhu seriously, "Aunt Zhu, did you really not hear it?"
Seeing Wei Zhao's serious look, Wan Zhu listened attentively, and Qin Chaoyan also looked around.
"Master Zhao, I really didn't hear any sound." She looked at Wei Zhao gently, "Do you mean the sound of the wind, or the rustling of leaves in the wind..."
"Aunt Zhu, that's not what I wanted to say." Wei Zhao pursed his lips and wanted to speak, but was a little scared.
Qin Chaoyan muttered to the side: "What did this kid hear? There is no one else here."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Zhao's little body trembled.
"Master Zhao," Wan Zhu reached out and touched Wei Zhao's little hands and face, quickening her pace. "Don't sit outside alone for so long next time."
"I know, Aunt Zhu."
The child was taken away and Qin Chaoyan occupied the swing alone. She felt bored and got up and walked out.
By leaving, she got out of the problem.