All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Meihuashan Cemetery is located at the extreme edge of Liupanshui City, adjacent to Shuangga Yi Autonomous Township.

In the past, this was the only way to Weining Yi Hui and Miao Autonomous County.

No matter the day or night, vehicles on the road are in an endless stream.

Only when the night falls, cars on this road will become scarce.

But with the opening of the highway, the traffic volume on this road inevitably decreases.

Even during the day, the traffic volume on this road is not as good as before, let alone at night.

Nowadays, the dark provincial road is empty, desolate and deserted.

But soon, the car lights dissipated a little darkness.

In such a dark and gloomy night, a taxi drove silently into the area of ​​Meihuashan Cemetery.

Here is the mountainside of Meihua Mountain, which is condescending and overlooks the entire Dewu city.

On the side of the mountain facing the city, there are densely erected tombstones one after another, like a face looking at the world of living people in the dark.

These tombstones are arranged in rows and rows, neatly and uniformly, and the large number is daunting.

And the provincial highway leading to Weining County passes through these tombstone areas.

Climbing up a few steps from the stone steps on the side of the road are the tombstones standing in the dark.

After Yang Xuming got out of the car, he immediately noticed these tombstones erected above his head.

But the taxi driver behind him turned around and ran away. With the roar of the engine, the taxi drove at a speed that can only be achieved on highways on provincial roads.

At that speed, Yang Xuming was speechless for a while.

Sure enough, I still have my own car.

Yang Xuming sighed helplessly.

Every time I take a taxi, I have to fight my wits with these taxi drivers and find a way to make the other party not refuse to carry myself. It is really troublesome for Yang Xuming.

Isn't it just going to a remote place? Why are all these taxi drivers so confused?

In a big city, isn't there a brave taxi driver who dared to stand up and beat everything up?

Yang Xuming complained, looking up at the cemetery above his head.

He began to climb the stairs on the side of the road.

This cemetery was built on the side of the road, which was beyond Yang Xuming's expectations.

However, there are no cars on this road at night, and it is dark. Even if there are cars passing by, it is estimated that no one will dare to stop casually...

Yang Xuming climbed the stairs and entered the cemetery area.

Under the dark night, the tombstone standing in the darkness looked like a gloomy face.

Standing among these tombstones, Yang Xuming felt a little bit of chill inexplicably.

Come to the cemetery late at night, this kind of experience is really...

Yang Xuming shook his head and continued to walk in.

He climbed up the stairs in the cemetery, through the tombstones on one side, and came to the middle of the cemetery.

When I look back, the distant city is brightly lit among the mountains.

However, the bright lights were as far away as if they were in another world.

Yang Xuming sat alone in the middle of the tombstone, almost blending with the darkness.

He sat on a dark staircase, accompanied by the dark tombstones around him, looking out at the city lights from a distance.

The loneliness, like a worm in the night, drowned him silently.

This time, Yang Xuming brought nothing and came here alone.

There is no "Living and Death", no Xiaozi's diary, no Li Zi's marriage candle, or even the Frostmourne that can kill Li Gui.

He seemed to have returned to the original time, becoming the ordinary student who had no choice but to panic when facing Li Gui.

But the mentality at this time has already changed quite differently from before.

He returned Ying Sixue's check, left the password and account number of the bank card, and also attached a suicide note.

If I die here tonight, at least I won't go unclearly.

Yang Xuming is worried about his mother, but he has no choice.

And if his mother knew the situation he was facing, her mother would definitely not stop Yang Xuming.

Yang Xuming's character development is more of his parents' words and deeds.

If the mother knew that her son had become a coward who was weak and fleeing to survive, she would be even more sad.

Yang Xuming knows this very well.

so……

"Huh..." In the darkness, Yang Xuming exhaled deeply.

He took off his coat, revealing the black shroud underneath.

Now he only needs to wait for the arrival of two o'clock in the morning.

But... It's been a long time since I watched the night look so quietly.

Sitting on the stone steps, Yang Xuming looked at the night view of the city with a complex expression.

Since the news of Li Zi's death came, Yang Xuming has never had a good night's sleep.

Later, he got "The Record of Life and Death", and he was on the verge of death every day.

Not to mention sitting down so leisurely and watching the scenery quietly, he has not even eaten a stable meal.

In the past, Li Zi praised his cooking skills, and was delighted with Yang Xuming's new dishes every time, but now the kitchen of the rental house has not burned the stove for a long time.

But what about it?

Yang Xuming smiled bitterly.

Now he, even if he has time to cook patiently, who can accompany him?

He is the only person in the always cold room.

No matter day or night, no matter how long it has passed, he will never be able to embrace that strong and independent girl again.

Every time he woke up, he subconsciously wanted to hug the people around him, but every time he saw it, it was an empty pillow.

Yang Xuming became a person again.

But he couldn't be the same anymore.

Never get it, and lose it after getting it. These are two completely different feelings.

The most painful thing for people is the loss after hard gains.

This feeling is really painful...

"Plum..." In the darkness, Yang Xuming whispered his lover's name.

However, in the dark cemetery, no one was destined to respond to him.

And time, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

The temperature in the cemetery seems to have become even lower.

Yang Xuming smiled bitterly.

He glanced at the distant city one last time, as if he wanted to engrave this city into the retina and remember it forever.

Then he took out the blindfolded black cloth.

In this dark night, everyone has their own lives.

In the abandoned air-raid shelter, the gloomy crowd made their own plans, and the gloomy whispers in the air-raid shelter seemed like sneaky murmurs.

In the living room of the villa, a girl wearing a vicious short sleeve holding a handle, glaring viciously at the boss in the game, shouting her determination.

In the lights of the city bureau, Wang Zhen yawned, drank a cup of coffee, and then continued to record.

At the exit of the train station, the girl walking out with a heavy suitcase saw her parents in the crowd, but she couldn’t find her brother as she looked around the room...

Under the night of this city, everyone continues to move forward on their own tracks of life.

No one knew that in the cemetery on the edge of the city, a boy in a black shroud was blindfolded and slowly lay on the cold concrete slab of the cemetery.

Darkness enveloped him.

This world fell into dead silence.

PS: There is only one watch tonight. I want to sort out my thoughts so that I can deal with the next plot.

Everyone bear with me