Editor's note: This is a special thriller novel, based on a ghost story between a husband and wife in the village , with a good psychological description. I hope the author can get out of the shadow.
"Ah–" a shrill scream broke the silence of the night sky and rang in my ears. I woke up from my dream and turned on the light in panic. At a glance, I saw my wife sitting beside me shivering. Her face was pale and her eyes were dull. Her lips turned purple due to excessive fright; her forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat.
I grabbed her hand and asked with concern: "What happened to you? Did you have a nightmare?" Her hand was cold and wet. The bone-chilling coldness spread throughout my body like an electric shock. She threw herself into my arms and repeated a sentence incoherently: "I saw it, I saw it…" My wife's abnormal behavior made me unhappy. It was just a nightmare. Why make such a fuss? I patiently patted her shoulder to comfort her: "Okay, don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, it's not real." My wife shook her head in my arms like a rattle: "It's not a dream, it's real, I really saw it."
I pretended to be relaxed and said, "Then tell me, what terrible things did you see? Look at you, a dream can scare you so much." My wife still didn't believe it and asked, "Did I really dream just now?" I patted her head and said, "Of course it was a nightmare. Look, there are only you and me in this room. How can there be anything terrible?" My wife really looked around the room and calmed down a little. Then she said in a trembling voice, "Just now in my dream, there was always a voice saying to me, "Do you dare to turn around? I'm here!" So I turned around, and I saw, I saw…" My wife's voice became hurried when she said this. "What did you see?" I asked.
She didn't answer me, but suddenly raised her head from my arms and looked at me. I was startled. The expression on her face suddenly became extremely strange, a strange expression I had never seen before. She stared at me for a long time, and suddenly asked me faintly: "Feimeng, do you dare to look back?"
My heart couldn't help but skip a beat. I was very surprised at how I could be like this. Normally, I would have turned around without hesitation. But now, in the middle of the night, my wife's strange question made me a little scared… "Feimeng, do you dare to turn around?" My wife repeated provocatively. I was a little angry with myself. What's the big deal? What's the big deal if I turn around? Is there a ghost in my room? So I slowly turned my head back little by little and then suddenly turned back…
Behind me was nothing but a white wall. I heaved a sigh of relief and laughed at myself for being a coward. I thought my wife should believe that she just had a nightmare! So I smiled and turned my head away… In an instant, the smile on my face froze. I was stunned like a fool because my wife was gone…
My wife disappeared in a flash. How could I not be horrified? My palms began to sweat. I realized the seriousness of the problem. I was sure that my wife was not dreaming. "Lan, where are you? Come out." I called my wife's name anxiously. The doors and windows were closed, so it was obvious that she did not go out. However, I searched every corner of the room but still could not find her. My wife seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. I could only call her name over and over in vain.
Suddenly the lights in the room dimmed, and my wife's voice suddenly came from behind me: "Feimeng, turn around quickly, I'm behind you!" I turned around suddenly, screamed, took three steps back, and hit the door. I looked at my wife with wide eyes in horror, no, to be exact, I was staring at the back of my wife. My wife was looking at me with a confused look, but there was a person lying on her back, a woman, no, a female ghost. The female ghost was wearing a red shirt and red pants, and her red hair covered half of her iron-gray face; she had red eyebrows, red eyes, and red lips. She was lying on my wife's back, and her two feet in blood-red leather shoes were swinging back and forth in the air; her two bloody hands with white bones were pinching my wife's neck tightly, but my poor wife was completely unaware.
My wife felt very strange when she saw me looking at her back in horror, so she wanted to turn around to take a look. "No, Lan, don't look back, don't look back." I shouted at the top of my lungs, because I knew that if my wife saw the ghost behind her, she would be scared to death. My wife was so scared that she dared not move. I stood in front of my wife, leaning against the door frame, confronting the ghost. I clearly saw blood flowing from my wife's neck, but she didn't feel anything. I cried because I was powerless to stop the ghost.
Suddenly, the ghost girl's arms suddenly grew longer, and she quickly stretched out a bloody hand to dig into my eyes. I screamed and hit my head against the door, and passed out…
When I slowly opened my eyes, the sun was shining brightly outside the window. My wife was pushing me hard, cursing as she pushed me: "You lazy pig, it's already nine o'clock and you don't want to get out of here." I jumped out of bed and thought of the horrible things that happened last night. I saw a clear bloodstain on my wife's neck at a glance, and my body began to shake again. I pointed at the scar with my finger and trembled, and I couldn't even speak clearly: "You, you, you…"
"What are you saying?" My wife slapped my hand away in disgust, and then two red clouds flew across her face: "Tell me what happened to you last night? You were like crazy, and you bit someone's neck." I couldn't help but be shocked. How could this be possible? I hurriedly explained: "Last night you said you saw something scary, and you asked me if I dared to look back. Then you disappeared, and then I saw a female ghost in red clothes lying on your back, and she was pinching your neck with her hands. At the end, the female ghost wanted to dig out my eyeballs, and then I hit my head against the door and fainted…"
"What are you talking about? It's all nonsense, you're crazy." My wife interrupted me impatiently, "Nothing happened last night?" I asked in disbelief. "What could have happened? You went through all that trouble and then slept like a dead pig until now." "Then, where's that female ghost?" "Ghost, get up and sweep the floor and throw out the garbage." My wife said and turned away.
I sat on the bed in confusion. Could it be that I had dreamed all this? I was sweeping the floor thinking about what happened last night. Suddenly, I saw a pair of blood-red leather shoes lying in the corner behind the door. I froze on the spot. I was so familiar with this pair. They were not my wife's. My wife never wore red leather shoes and the size was wrong. These shoes were clearly worn by the ghost girl. I picked them up in a panic and threw them far away. I didn't know what was going on. Why didn't my wife admit the strange things that had happened? How did she disappear in an instant? What about the ghost girl on her back? And she never told me what she saw when she turned around.
I still haven't solved all the mysteries, and I don't dare to ask my wife. But this incident has become an indelible shadow in my heart.