Chapter 105: Yixin’s childhood memories (Part 2) (2/2)

Suddenly, everyone began to whisper amongst themselves.

I sensed something was wrong and began to analyze the cashier in front of me. I stood on my tippy toes and realized she had no legs! Oh yeah, recently, there was a cashier that died from a car accident….

In my ears, everyone’s comments about me were magnified by a hundredfold. Since I was so embarrassed, I left without buying anything. I gritted my teeth and walked out of the supermarket with my head lowered.

When I had returned back to my rented apartment, I burrowed myself into my blanket and began to vent. “Why me? Why am I the only one who can see these things? What have I done wrong to deserve these looks? For which reason?! Ah!!!!”

I began to throw a fit and punched my pillow nonstop. Eventually, I was drained and entered the dream world.

In my dreams, I was a normal person. Dreams were great…

The human heart was quite resilient. After experiencing negative emotions repeatedly, it will turn numb. Then, it will treat others coldly.

I cannot remember the exact time when I realized I didn’t care anymore. But thinking back, that might not have been a good thing.

In fact, one time, I was supposed to go to a job interview but a ghost came to ruin it for me. I was abnormally calm about it.

The interview was the final round and it wasn’t easy for me to get to that point. I only had one opponent left. They were going to choose between us.

While I was on my way, a ghost blocked my path. Regardless of how I tried to walk around him, he would still block me. He looked very desperate.

“What do you want?” I asked with no expression. My eyes followed the area he was pointing at.

“Wu… wu….” I vaguely heard someone crying.

Is it really an emergency? I bravely followed the ghost; thinking, I’ll trust you once.

When I entered the alley, I found out that it wasn’t “wu wu”, but “meow meow”. I noticed a big cat pacing back and forth.

When I walked closer, I could see that a group of newly born kittens were stuck in a crack; hence, the anxious mother cat.

“I can’t believe I’m giving up my interview for a bunch of kittens….” I lightly muttered. Since I witnessed this, I could not pretend I didn’t see it. So, I grabbed some random tools and began to break down the wall for the kittens to get out.

At first, the mother cat was very protective and wouldn’t let me do anything. However, afterwards, the ghost around me scared her away.

After spending more than half an hour, I finally managed to save the four kittens. I looked down at my watch and realized that even if I were to run to the interview, it would already be too late.

I held onto the four kittens as I slid down and sat in the alley. I told the ghost, “Ghost! Ghost! Could you stop causing trouble for me? It’s too late for my interview now. Do you know how hard it is to find a job? You’re a ghost, so naturally you don’t have to worry about feeding yourself. But I….sigh, there’s no point in telling you. What do you know….”

So, I returned home with a grey face. The next day, I was sending my résumé to a variety of jobs as usual. Suddenly, the interviewing company called me and said that something had happened to their previous applicant and she was no longer able to take the job. They asked if I wanted to go in for the interview again.

I wasn’t sure if it was a coincidence or the doings of the ghost. But ultimately, I managed to get the job.

After working for a year, I managed to save enough of my wages to rent a nicer place. The apartment was a lot cheaper than the market price of the location. I was astonished and asked the owner why. The owner never told me the reason. But after I had moved in, I realized it was because of the mistress ghost hanging by the window.

I guess I profited from a disaster. Thanks to the mistress ghost, I was able to rent cheaply. Whenever I found her a bit disturbing, I only had to pull down the curtains to avoid seeing her.

Gradually, my ghost family grew.

I had a ghost cat, ghost dog, and a ghost bodyguard. They were all nice ghosts that held no ill intentions. In fact, they were super attached to me.

After spending my life with ghosts for so many years, sometimes I actually felt much more relaxed spending time with ghosts than humans.

Just like that, I slowly began to forget how to get along with other humans. I felt like a being that straddled the line between a man and a spirit.