How to Destroy the White Moonlight Image

Su Baiyue was really frightened, otherwise she wouldn't have the cheek to hide under He Zeyan's bed.

Teenagers of this age should be at the hottest stage, exuding fresh and hot hormones at all times. But He Zeyan's body was terribly cold, and the whole bed was like an ice cellar, making Su Baiyue shiver.

"He Zeyan, your air conditioner is running very low."

"Yeah." The boy's voice was muffled, "I'm afraid of the heat."

"Oh." Su Baiyue tightly wrapped the little quilt she brought, and said softly, "I want to sleep with your hand."

There was a rustling sound around.

Su Baiyue's small hand was wrapped by He Zeyan's big hand, and there was a distance of half a meter between the two, and even the bedding was different. But the two hands were tightly held together.

The boy's hand was slightly cold and smooth, and Su Baiyue held it, only feeling that the whole person was much more stable. She liked this feeling. Su Baiyue always felt that as long as He Zeyan was by her side, those messy things would not dare to approach her.

This sleep was the most peaceful and comfortable time for Su Baiyue to sleep.

There is no male ghost intrusion, no scary and shameful nightmare, she comfortably rubs against the thing in her arms, a sweet smile on her face.

The "Di Di Di" alarm clock suddenly sounded, Su Baiyue woke up smartly, and saw a white chest in a daze.

"Six o'clock, it's time to go to school." Su Baiyue suddenly woke up when she heard the hoarse voice of the boy. She sat up from the bed blushing, and saw that the two groups of quilts that had been clearly separated had long since been kicked.

The air conditioner was also off, the windows were wide open, and it was surprisingly hot outside. Su Baiyue, who slept until the middle of the night, shrank into the chilly He Zeyan's arms, treating him as a natural pillow.

"Well, I'll go out first..." Su Baiyue sullen her head, even forgot her own quilt, and hurriedly sneaked back to her room while Mother Su was busy in the kitchen.

On this day of school, Su Baiyue kept peeking at He Zeyan uneasy.

The boy sat beside her, still sleeping on his stomach. That white to almost pale face was shrouded in sunlight, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he didn't like the blazing morning sun that came in directly from the window.

Su Baiyue took out her books from the table and folded them one by one. When they were as high as her forearm, they just covered He Zeyan from the sun.

Li Ling, who was sitting in the front, watched Su Baiyue's movements, pouted her lips secretly, and started talking with her deskmate, "Hey, did you know? He Yining was bitten by He Zeyan's dog."

Su Baiyue held the black water pen for a while, and looked forward subconsciously.

"I heard that I almost lost an arm. He Zeyan is too dark-hearted? With such a big scar on the girl's body, how can she live in the future." Li Ling's deskmate obviously heard the news and began to face He Zeyan pointed.

Not only Li Ling, but other people's eyes on He Zeyan also changed.

The little girls who originally gave He Zeyan small gifts disappeared without a trace, and they all turned into angry boys who treated He Zeyan with eyes not eyes and noses. For He Zeyan, who hurt the goddess in their minds, the boys' method is much simpler and rude. They started putting dead mice and the like on He Zeyan's table.

Even if He Zeyan was caught, he would be beaten up.

"He Zeyan." Today it was He Zeyan and Su Baiyue's turn.

Su Baiyue took the broom in her hand and hid behind He Zeyan. In front of them were more than a dozen gangsters who were big and three thick. Looking at their hair and clothes, they were not students of He Ze High School. It should have come in from outside the school while school was over.

"You are He Zeyan?" The leader, who stomped on the tin foil and stomped off the cigarette **** in his hand, walked up to He Zeyan in the appearance of a social youth, and grabbed his collar, "Well, you kid, your hands are quite black. , even bullying women?"

But because He Ze was extended too high, the action of that tin foil iron pulling He Zeyan's collar became very funny.

"He Zeyan didn't let the dog bite. That dog was originally raised by He Yining himself." Although Su Baiyue was afraid, she still tried her best to defend He Zeyan.

The foil iron holding He Zeyan's collar saw Su Baiyue standing behind him, and his eyes lit up, "Yo, little girlfriend, she's very cute." After that, the foil iron was going to touch Su Baiyue. His face was grabbed by He Zeyan's wrist.

He Zeyan looked slender and weak and looked malnourished, but he was very strong. The last time Su Baiyue's mobile phone accidentally fell into the crevice of the bed, He Zeyan helped her to open the bed. That's a one-meter-eight bed made of solid wood! When the new bed was moved, Dad Su even started a half circle of relatives and found five able-bodied young coolies.

Su Baiyue could clearly hear the squeezing sound of the tin foil burning the wrist bone. The "crunch" is like being crushed by a hard wrong bone.

"Ah..." The tin foil was hot and wanted to shout, but something blocked his throat, so he couldn't even shout. He just stared at He Zeyan with extreme fear, as if he saw something terrible. s things.

"what…"

As soon as He Zeyan let go, the foil fell to his knees.

Those who followed behind the tinfoil iron came forward and shouted, but after seeing the strangely curved wrist of the tinfoil iron, their expressions changed, and they quickly ran away. Only the tin foil was still kneeling there, as if being oppressed by something intangible, and he couldn't even lift his head up. Shivering, she shrank into a ball and crawls at He Zeyan's feet.

"Who asked you to come." He Zeyan spoke slowly, his voice low and gloomy.

"It's He Yining. She gave me money and told me to teach you a lesson." Tinfoil was shaking while talking. Drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and all his clothes were soaked.

He Zeyan raised his foot, bypassed the boy, and led Su Baiyue forward.

Su Baiyue was pulled by him, looked down and saw his pale and cold hand. It was this hand that just broke someone else's wrist with his bare hands.

He Zeyan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at Su Baiyue, tilted his head, and stood in the shade, showing a sense of metal coldness. It makes people feel in a trance that what separates him is not just a space, but a world.

"Afraid?"

The young man's expression is not good-looking, but his eyes are still as clean and clear as a clear spring, and they are as beautiful as picturesque under the printing of the sunset.

Beauty is not like a person.

"Don't be afraid." Su Baiyue lowered her head, her voice was thin, and she didn't know who she was talking to.

The teenager paused for a while, then suddenly released Su Baiyue's hand.

Su Baiyue stood there blankly, watching He Zeyan's thin figure disappear into the corner of the corridor.

The sunset pulled his shadow for a long time. In a trance, Su Baiyue looked back at her with a nostalgic look when she saw the shadow.

…

When I got home in the evening, Mother Su was not at home.

Su Baiyue wants to settle dinner with He Zeyan herself.

Su Baiyue hesitated to knock on He Zeyan's door, just knocked, and He Zeyan came out.

"Well, mother said that we should buy food by ourselves tonight." After that, Su Baiyue threw the hundred-yuan bills in his hand at He Zeyan.

He Zeyan said indifferently, "I don't eat it." After speaking, he went straight around Su Baiyue and walked out.

Su Baiyue followed up subconsciously, "Why don't you eat? Where are you going? It seems to be raining outside. Are you going out? When are you coming back?" At that time, she found that she had followed He Zeyan downstairs wearing indoor sandals and slippers.

"He Zeyan, did you bring the key?" Su Baiyue reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, blushing.

He Zeyan lowered his head and did not speak. It looks like there is no belt.

"Then let's go to eat first and wait for mother to come back." Su Baiyue suggested cautiously.

The teenager seemed to be still angry about what happened during the day, and Su Baiyue was a little overwhelmed.

He Zeyan turned around and walked forward slowly.

Su Baiyue was wearing pink slippers and followed behind him.

Not long after they left, they arrived at the hospital.

"He Zeyan, what are you doing in the hospital?" Su Baiyue asked strangely.

He Zeyan looked up at a certain part of the hospital, with a strange look on his face, half a smile, "Visit the patient."

Su Baiyue shivered for a while. She looked around and found that around the hospital, from one-year-old children to 100-year-old old men, they were biting her like they were staring at a piece of fat.

He Zeyan, help!

Su Baiyue's conjoined twins seemed to stick to He Zeyan's body immediately.

Try not to look at those strange shapes floating in the air.

This old lady, if your leg is broken, don't follow me so persistently... This little girl, if you don't even know how to speak, don't try to talk to her. This big brother, you have lost your head, how can you eat her, can't you find your own head at ease?

The ghost on the left sticks out his little head, and the ghost on the right shakes out his little arm.

The group of ghosts danced wildly, as if they were welcoming them.

Su Baiyue hid behind He Zeyan and shivered, stuttering even when she spoke.

"What, what, what..."

"Afraid?" The boy's lazy voice came from the front.

Su Baiyue nodded vigorously immediately.

He Zeyan lowered his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Baiyue's eyes, and said softly, "What are you afraid of?"

Su Baiyue knew that this He Zeyan was still arguing with her over the day.

"You, you kiss me."