I’m Flirting with a Man in the Supernatural World

At the last moment before he died, Song Chen watched the moon reveal its original face.

She heard her own strange heartbeat. Her heart was beating so fast, and it was getting faster and faster, like big and dense raindrops, hitting the drum heavily.

There was ringing in her ears, but she suddenly heard a gasp from her chest amidst the busy tone.

The breathing sound of a person or a "ghost".

Although Song Chen was hit by Mu Cang, she was frightened to death.

In her heart... a ghost lives.

Song Chen has congenital heart disease, but it is not hereditary. Her parents are both in good health.

But her mother got rubella while she was pregnant. Rubella is only an acute respiratory infectious disease, which is not difficult to cure, but the virus can infect the fetus through the fetal blood barrier, causing congenital fetal malformations.

This is how Song Chen's heart disease came about.

The doctor diagnosed that the fetus had congenital deformities, but Song Chen's mother, Zhou Lan, finally decided to give birth to her.

Zhou Lan is no longer young. She is a beautiful female pianist. Before the age of thirty-five, she has been adhering to celibacy. She believes that she sees the essence of marriage clearly, hates restraint, and yearns for freedom.

She never thought that one day she would get married and have children, so eager to have a child of her own.

Zhou Lan seemed to be a different person. Her health was very poor, and she finally became pregnant with Song Chen. In order to protect her pregnancy, she gave up the career she loved and lay in bed for half a year.

Get injections and hang water every day, and stare at the pale ceiling when you wake up, looking forward to Song Chen's arrival.

She had already thought of a name for the child.

Song Chen, whether it is a son or a daughter, she will give him this name. Sincere, sincere and warm, with the greatest kindness to people, the most turbulent love to the world, yearning for light and fire.

The world is not so beautiful, full of filth and shadows, but she has money and status, can avoid all malice for the child, and let him keep a clear heart.

When the doctor suggested that the child should be aborted, she hugged her slightly protruding belly, and after less than a minute of silence and depression, she made up her mind to give birth to Song Chen.

Because he is an acquaintance, the doctor repeatedly advised him. Zhou Lan took out a B-ultrasound from her bag, her expression tender and gentle: "I saw her, how could I give up on her again?"

"So what if you have congenital heart disease? My husband and I have plenty of money, so we can't cure her? It's not a problem that can be solved with money. I want this child."

Zhou Lan went out after finishing speaking.

The doctor looked at her away with difficulty, and heaved a long sigh.

Song Chen spent most of his life in the hospital.

It took Zhou Lan less than a minute to make a decision, but she spent half her life repenting and telling herself not to repent over and over again.

Little Song Chen saw her mother secretly shed tears behind her back countless times.

Later, her heart was overwhelmed and she had to undergo a heart transplant.

It's not that there are no heart donors, but the HLA matching between the donor and her for donor immunization, the results are extremely unsatisfactory. The matching degree is not high, and the immune rejection after the operation may kill her.

Her body was overwhelmed.

Song Chen thought he might as well give it a try, but Zhou Lan was hesitating. She can bear her daughter's decline day by day, lying weak and dull on the hospital bed, at least she is alive, and she cannot accept any accident of her daughter because of the operation.

Song Chen looked at Zhou Lan and his eyes became crazy little by little, until one day, when she fell asleep, she heard Zhou Lan holding her hand and whispering softly: "Chen Chen, why should we limit our thinking to the hearts of brain-dead patients? Live anatomy, any person can perform HLA matching with you, I will definitely find the most perfect heart, just wait a little longer, soon..."

As she spoke, she shed hot tears.

Human anatomy. Hearing this word for the first time, Song Chen shuddered and shuddered.

She forced herself to be calm and tried her best not to tremble. She didn't want Zhou Lan to find out. After Zhou Lan left, she opened her eyes, staring at the pale ceiling, smelling the faint smell of disinfectant, there was fear in her eyes, but more of it was...hope.

Zhou Lan became more and more busy, and the ward became more and more empty. Song Chen ate and slept peacefully, acquiescing to everything happening quietly, until one day, the sound of parents arguing came from outside the ward.

The man Zhou Lan fell in love with so passionately and was willing to marry and have children for, clamored for a divorce.

"Do you have other women outside?! During the time I took care of Chenchen, you may have had many little beasts with wild women!"

"If you don't want Chenchen, why didn't you say it back then?! My daughter belongs to me alone! Get out!" Song Chen heard her mother screaming in a crying voice.

Then she heard her father say in a tired tone, "Why don't you believe it, no one else, never, I have only one child, Chenchen. I'm just tired, you're crazy."

"Zhou Lan, I advise you to stop. I am satisfied that Chen Chen can live to this day. She shouldn't have come to this world. She is also in great pain. We were all wrong."

"We are atoning for the choices we made back then. Why do you deepen the sins in your hands? Turn around."

Song Chen heard his father sigh. Dad said she shouldn't have come into this world.

But she wants to live, she wants to live sincerely and passionately like her name, her mother clearly said that she would give herself an ivory tower, but all she has is a dull and dead hospital.

Dad is such a person who does not believe in destiny. He started from scratch and has come to this day with a rush of momentum. In the end, he believed in Buddhism silently, took his hair to practice, ate fast, wore cassock from time to time, and knocked wooden fish in Buddhist temples.

Zhou Lan just sneered: "Impossible."

Song Chen suddenly pushed the door open and walked out. With a creak, the two of them were awakened. Zhou Lan was in such a panic.

Song Chen walked up to Zhou Lan under his father's expectant eyes, and said calmly: "I think the same as my mother. I want to live. You can't deprive me of the right to live. If my life is at the cost of someone else's death , then let her die."

Her tone was so indifferent, but her heart was throbbing. She was finally forced to make a decision. Dad looked at her with a weird and almost desperate look: "You don't deserve to be called that name, you are not my daughter."

"Who cares?" Song Chen sneered, watching his father leave.

On the day of the operation, her father was wearing cassock and knelt from the front door of the Buddhist temple to the back door. He kowtowed vigorously, his forehead was red and swollen, and the ground was stained with blood.

A life is passing, and a life is being born.

The one who died was a beautiful girl of the same age.

Then, she came to the world of horror.

That ghost lived in her heart, sucked her nourishment, plundered her life, and watched her walk towards the inescapable death with cold eyes.

Perhaps from the moment the decision is made, everything is doomed.