The handsome men of the comics rushed over

The two children were lying side by side on the bed, covered with a quilt, with their round eyes sticking out, looking around vigilantly. There was a tennis racket under the quilt, their hands were tightly clenched, their palms were slightly sweaty, as if they would swing the racket immediately if anything went wrong.

"Sadaharu, there...there...there is a ghost." A slightly trembling voice sounded, and the arm shook Sadaharu's arm vigorously.

“Where…where…” The voice sounded before I even opened my eyes.

Qian tried hard to open his eyes, and when his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he did not find any ghost.

I got out of bed, turned on the light, looked around, but didn't see anything.

"There's nothing. You must have seen it wrong." Qian turned off the lights, climbed onto the bed, and continued to sleep.

But unexpectedly, the black shadow became even more rampant. The light flickered, but Qian did not move at all. If it were not for his heaving chest, one would have thought he was dead.

Liu huddled into the quilt, shivering, and muttered, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid..."

The ghost seemed to sense Liu's uneasiness and reached out his hand, poking the quilt.

Liu trembled even more violently, biting his hand, tears in his eyes, his ears perked up to keep an eye on the outside world, and the slightest movement would scare him.

Just like that, daybreak came while Qian was sleeping soundly and Liu was feeling tense and uneasy all over.

The sunlight shines into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains, and that little bit of light is a light of salvation for Yanagi Renji.

He pulled the quilt off his body. His hair was wet and stuck in clumps, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot.

Just when he wanted to close his eyes and sleep for a while, his grandmother's voice came from outside, "Renji, Sadaharu, it's time for breakfast--"

Qian Zhenzhi, who was still sleeping soundly next to Liu Tuitui, said, "Zhengzhi, it's time for breakfast."

Qian turned over his body and continued to sleep.

Liu smiled bitterly helplessly. How much he wanted to sleep without any fear.

She pushed him again, rubbed her eyes, and slowly got up.

"Why are your eyes so red!!" Qian looked at Lai Liu's red eyes in surprise.

"It's okay." Liu was slightly stunned, his eyes filled with despair.

It seems that no one can see it except myself.

Qian kept chattering while changing his clothes, "There are definitely no ghosts in the world. You are too sensitive. Even if there are, they will definitely be scared away by me..."

It was these words that seemed to overlap with the voices in his mind, and his parents' quarrel seemed to surround his ears.

"Look at the child you gave birth to. He keeps saying that someone is following him. He must have a mental problem..."

"It's as if you're not talking about your son. It must be something wrong with you that caused him to be like this..."

"........."

"..."

Little Yanagi Renji squatted in the corner, covering his ears, "Don't say anymore, don't say anymore..."

"Stop talking!!"

An angry voice burst out from Yanagi Renji.

Qian stopped his hand movements and stared at Liu blankly, his eyes gradually turning red.

"Qian, right..." Liu came back to his senses and wanted to apologize.

"I don't want to be friends with you anymore!!"

Qian put on his clothes and rushed out quickly.

"Hey, Sadaharu..." Grandma was holding food in her hands and looked at Qian with some confusion. She put down the food and went upstairs.

Liu sat on the bed in a daze.

"Lian Er..." Grandma walked into Lian Er's room.

"Grandma--" The kind voice made Lian Er break down a little, and he rushed forward and hugged his grandmother's waist.

"Be good... just cry peacefully, everything will be over after crying..."

Grandma patted Lian Er's back, and she cried even louder, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances.

The two people were in a cold war.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but I was still in the same place, except that the people sitting there had changed.

Liu walked over gently and said softly, "Sadaharu, I'm moving, and we may see each other less often in the future."

"Okay, goodbye." The voice was without any lingering feeling.

"Goodbye." Liu turned and left.

The setting sun shone on Qian and Liu, and their shadows stretched out on the ground, gradually moving away.

Turning around, both of them raised their heads at the same time, trying to get something back to where it belonged, but they were powerless.