Short ghost stories don't need pictures, and it's best not to have too many characters. I'm a girl, so I'd better not tell a particularly scary story. Come on. Thank you very much

At the end of the family leave, the soldier Xiao Wu set foot on his way home and the train started slowly. Xiao Wu looked at the scenery outside the window and planned the time to return to the team. The suitcase is full of local products of his hometown, including red dates, walnuts, peanuts and a bottle of good wine. Before going home, Xiao Wu promised to invite everyone back with delicious food.

"Young man, are you a soldier?"

"Yes, what can I do for you?" Opposite Xiao Wu is a white-haired old man.

"It's nothing. A few days ago, the Yangtze River was in danger. My hometown has been affected. I heard that several soldiers died in the disaster relief, and they were all very young. . . . "

"Old man, why do you want to tell others these? Never mind, young man. "

"Nothing,,,,," Xiao Wu smiled awkwardly. Hearing the news, Xiao Wu flashed a bleak heart. I remember that if the monitor hadn't caught himself in the rescue last year, I'm afraid he would have become a floating corpse in the flood. At that time, the thrilling picture was still vivid.

After several hours' drive, I finally returned to the army. There are stars in the sky, and the bright moonlight is peaceful and calm. The size of this army is very small. When Xiao Wu came back, he already sounded the lights-out, but it doesn't matter. Call the monitor to pick it up. Soon, a light appeared from the darkness. Strangely, the light is blue and floats in the wind like a lantern. "Xiao Wu, you are back."

"Monitor, you startled me. Blue light is really in front of you. " Xiao Wu looked at the monitor, looking rather pale and his hair was wet.

"Monitor, are you sick? Look at your face. "

"It's okay. There have been a lot of tasks recently. You might as well go home and hide at leisure, but you are busy with your brothers. "

"Sorry, in order to apologize, I brought native products from my hometown and a bottle of good wine." The monitor took luggage belt and led Xiao Wu to the dormitory. Only a few candles were lit in the dormitory, which made people feel a little weird.

"Monitor, why don't you turn on the light? What about others? "

"You will know when you enter the room." Xiao Wu looked puzzled and didn't know what medicine the monitor was selling in the gourd. Xiao Wu pushed open the door, put a big cake on the table in the dormitory, lit a circle of candles "Happy Birthday" and watched the comrades who lived together day and night celebrate their birthdays. Xiao Wu feels that he is the happiest person in the world. Xiao Wu's family lived to be in their twenties, which was the first time in his life that he had eaten his own birthday cake.

"Thank you, I,,," Xiao Wu choked with excitement. "Everyone is one of their own. Don't say anything polite. Make a wish to eat cake first, and then destroy the local products you bring. " Before Xiao Wu could speak, several soldiers rudely ate all the local products brought by Xiao Wu. The vice monitor said, "Pay attention to the image, save some walnuts for me, and don't eat them all."

"Monitor, Xiao Zhang, grab my red dates and leave it alone." "Stop it, come and eat cake, Xiao Wu, make a wish first." "I hope we will always be good brothers, cheers." "Xiao Wu, tell us a joke." "No problem, my jokes will make you happy for a lifetime. Oh, sorry to wait for me in the toilet first. " Xiao Wu caught one.

"Today's morning post, the bodies of five soldiers who died in flood fighting and emergency rescue have been found and confirmed. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The five martyrs mentioned in the newspaper turned out to be their comrades-in-arms who accompanied them day and night. Is the man in that room a ghost? . . . Xiao Wu started to run, but he stopped. When they died, they didn't forget to celebrate their birthdays. Even ghosts are terrible. Xiao Wu adjusted his mood and returned to the dormitory. When he saw the familiar faces of his comrades-in-arms, only a trace of fear was swept away. In the middle of Xiao Wu's speech, his sad mood could no longer be controlled and he began to cry.

"Xiao Wu, I think you already know what happened. We are just afraid that you will be afraid, so we dare not. . . . . In fact, we are all ghosts. After twelve o'clock, we went back to the place where we should go. Before leaving, our comrades just want to see you again and give you a birthday. "

"I'm not afraid, even if you become a ghost, you are my brother, my relatives. It's worthwhile to have you brothers in my life. I propose a toast to you. If there is an afterlife, I will be my brother. Cheers. " They wiped their tears and gulped down the wine in the cup. "Even if we say goodbye, we will leave with a smile. Xiao Wu will tell us stories. "

It's almost twelve o'clock in a blink of an eye. It's agreed not to cry when we break up, but people can't be heartless unless it's vegetation. Comrades hugged each other tightly, and tears fell silently like broken beads. A gust of wind blew, and the fate of this life disappeared. In the empty room, there is only Xiao Wu in tears, and there are countless meteor showers in the quiet sky. Those are tears in the sky, and they are sad for the lost comrades.

After leaving the army, Xiao Wu sends some money and articles to his comrades' families every year, and always leaves some bowls and chopsticks on his birthday, because he can feel that his comrades are always by his side and never give up. In the blink of an eye, more than 50 years have passed, and Xiao Wu once again came to the tombstone of his comrades. He is white-haired and dying. He knew that the day of reunion with his comrades-in-arms was not far away, and Xiao Wu closed his eyes peacefully in the sunset against the tombstone of his comrades-in-arms "

-This article is from Ghost Girl/(I don't want to be scolded, so please note, the best ghost story website).

Hehe, this article is not very scary, but it is a bit touching. Please adopt ~ ~ ~