Ghost Town

"This is where ghosts gather."

Mo Xiaofeng's eyes slowly opened wide, but it was a kind of relief after the surprise, "Sure enough..."

"Xiaofeng, I..."

"Thank you, I didn't expect ghosts to have such a beautiful side."

"what?"

"Didn't you bring me here to face ghosts? Want to help me get rid of my fear of ghosts?"

Ji Dongcheng lowered his head and pressed Mo Xiaofeng's shoulders tightly with both hands, not knowing how to speak.It was the idea of ​​wanting him to relax, but more because he hoped that he could think of something about it. However, it really was wishful thinking. Who can remember the memory of the previous life?What's more, if he's not him... what am I asking for...

"Dongcheng...are you alright?" Mo Xiaofeng leaned down, Ji Dongcheng slowly raised his head shaking his head, "Did the person you just mentioned see his face clearly?"

"I see clearly! He is quite handsome, but he is a bit difficult to deal with."

"Really, there are many ghosts and ghosts in this flower feast, don't look at everyone as a good person, follow me closely, don't run around."

"okay."

"Are you sure?" Ji Dongcheng's eyes were cold and heartless, making Mo Xiaofeng dare not disobey and just nodded repeatedly.

"say."

"Sure."

"Let's go." Ji Dongcheng let go of his hand, and Mo Xiaofeng cast a hesitant glance behind him and slowly followed him out of the alley.

Red flowers of hell are flying all over the sky, intoxicated with fragrance, people in white masks are dancing around, waving the petals in the basket with their hands, and spinning away enthusiastically, the red petals are falling down profusely, Mo Xiaofeng looked up happily. I looked at the beautiful scenery with my face down, and looked down at the crowds around me. I didn't expect that so many people felt so good together, and they were still the ghosts I was afraid of.Ji Dongcheng held his hand tightly so that the people who rushed over would squeeze him away, but seeing his happy smile, Ji Dongcheng was a little dazed, if...if he is Taki...then I——

"Ghost King!" Song Yunting squeezed over from the crowd, "It's not good, the King of Hades is here."

"what!"

"Do you want to—" Song Yunting glanced at Mo Xiaofeng who was still behind him.

"You tell Lun Fengyi to roll as far as he can."

"Huh? Why?"

"I still haven't asked him something. If Hades finds him, how can he survive?"

"Then he—" Song Yunting glanced at Mo Xiaofeng.

"Don't worry about him, we won't appear in front of Hades."

"You want to be with him?" Song Yunting grinned slightly displeased, the noise of the crowd aroused her disgust, red flames glowed on her body, so that everyone around her began to back down, Mo Xiaofeng turned around Turning around, I found that Song Yunting was very conspicuous in a long red dress, but I don't know why, the old canna has become a rose with thorns today, which is not easy to mess with.

"As you please!" Song Yunting's sharp eyes swept over Mo Xiaofeng, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

"Ah! she—"

"Don't worry about her." Ji Dongcheng picked up his pocket with one hand, took Mo Xiaofeng's hand with the other and pulled him into his arms, "Follow me this way."

"where are we going……"

"To a place where he can't find it."

"Who..."

Thousands of strands of black hair, beautiful faces are so unlucky...

Yes, Mo Xiaofeng knows that he is not smart...

But he couldn't control himself, he wanted to know why the Flower Feast was so fun, but suddenly came to this gloomy forest.

Ji Dongcheng let go of his hand, and slowly walked towards the open space in front of him.

"Dongcheng..."

"She used to dance for me..."

"Her?" Mo Xiaofeng followed hesitantly, walked down the gentle slope, lost his balance, rushed over and bumped into Ji Dongcheng below, "I'm sorry!"

Ji Dongcheng held his shoulders and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's good that you didn't tilt your feet."

"Dongcheng..." Mo Xiaofeng didn't expect him to be so gentle. If he had been so gentle, he might have stared at him and patted his clothes, as if he disgusted him so much.

"She is the most beautiful person, the pain I can't forget..." Ji Dongcheng's eyes were already moist, full of tenderness, and he hugged Mo Xiaofeng's slender body, making Mo Xiaofeng not know what to say for a moment What happened, but if it was an important person, all Mo Xiaofeng could think of was the deceased grandfather, and his heart suddenly felt unspeakably sour and empty.

Grandpa is a knowledgeable old urchin, not only can he tell him supernatural stories, but also take Mo Xiaofeng to play all over the mountains and plains, seeing many things that Mo Xiaofeng would never see in a closed space alone.Going out in the mountains and rivers in spring and flying kites, watching the night scene under the shade of trees in summer, telling strange stories of creatures, and carrying backpacks in autumn to watch the animals that are going to spend the winter, lamenting life and the mundane, grandparents and grandchildren making The hook went under every fruit tree to harvest the blessings of autumn, and the self-made snow rake in winter pushed Lin Feiran down the hill... These things Mo Xiaofeng usually couldn't think of, but now they suddenly flooded in, making him His nose was sore and he wanted to cry again, his eyes started to turn red.Seeing this, Ji Dongcheng stretched out his hand to hold Mo Xiaofeng's face, and gently wiped Mo Xiaofeng's eye sockets, "What's wrong?"

"Dongcheng..." Mo Xiaofeng's nose became even more sore, and he fell into Ji Dongcheng's arms.

That momentary embrace was a trustful dedication by one person, and Ji Dongcheng's heart was turbulent, he slowly hugged Ji Dongcheng, patted his shoulder lightly, "I'm here."

The moonlight casts a coldness on the gloomy woods, giving it a kind of melancholy sadness.This place, she used to stand here, he used to look at her, but I was... so cold... Ji Dongcheng hoped that Mo Xiaofeng's eyes would show the color he was familiar with at this moment, he needed someone to comfort himself , he is not so strong, not so cold, not so irritable, he is very lonely, very hesitant, very helpless, very cowardly...

Mo Xiaofeng forgot how he fell asleep, he must have cried to sleep thinking about his grandpa, so when he woke up the next morning he was not in a good state.But he was lying by the lake, and the charming scenery around him made him unwilling to get up. He slowly looked up from the lake on the right, looking up at the clear sky.The fresh air is sweet and moist with the morning dew, which nourishes the heart and refreshes the heart.The sound of splashing water caught Mo Xiaofeng's attention. He turned his head and found that Ji Dongcheng came out of the water with a splash, and walked out slowly. He had no clothes on his upper body, and his figure was very attractive.

"Awake?" Ji Dongcheng walked in front of his eyes indifferently, and the water dripped in front of his eyes, and Mo Xiaofeng sat up awkwardly, and turned his head away.Ji Dongcheng bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground and put them on.

"Did you go for a morning swim early in the morning?" Mo Xiaofeng didn't dare to turn his head.

"Yes, I want to wake myself up." Ji Dongcheng glanced at the red marks on the back of Mo Xiaofeng's ears, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up, and he quickly choked back to fasten the last button, half kneeling on Mo Xiaofeng's lap Beside, "You shed a lot of tears last night."

Mo Xiaofeng raised his hand to touch his swollen eyelids, and realized that his current appearance might not look good, so he turned over and lay down by the water to wash his face.

"You can release it." Ji Dongcheng sat on one side and shook his head, "It's not like I have a backlog and nowhere to release it."

Hearing the sound, Mo Xiaofeng raised his head and saw Ji Dongcheng looking at the round lakeshore with a wry smile.

"Your most important person is..."

Ji Dongcheng smiled, closed his eyes and sniffed the fresh air, "He is the choice I don't regret."

Mo Xiaofeng didn't expect that Ji Dongcheng would have such a gentle side, every look in his eyes was expressing joy and sadness, as if mentioning the so-called him that made him so happy and moved but helpless.Who is it?Why does it haunt him so much?What kind of person is she?Where is she?

"Who is your he?"

"what?"

"You can't let it go." Ji Dongcheng sat down, the way of sitting cross-legged is very like a person who is pure.

"grandfather."

"What is he like?"

Breathing out, Mo Xiaofeng glanced at the dense forest and the distant green mountains, thinking of that day.

"Grandpa!" Mo Xiaofeng wiped away tears, tried his best to pull out a sunny smile, not wanting to make Grandpa feel like he was going to die, so he obediently lay down on his bedside.

Grandpa pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, his originally cloudy eyes reflected the light outside the window, looking very bright, "Xiaofeng, there are some things Grandpa doesn't want to say...but...that's all..." His voice Full of energy, the words were clear to the ear, and it didn't sound like he was suffering from a serious illness and dying.

"Grandpa...I..." Mo Xiaofeng rubbed his hands, trying to say something but couldn't.

Grandpa waved his hand and said to himself: "Some things can't be said... Maybe it's impossible to say now... But it will definitely be fine in the future..."

Mo Xiaofeng vaguely felt that Grandpa was worried about him, afraid that he would be sad and lonely, so he lay in his arms, "Don't worry, Grandpa, Xiaofeng and Mom and Dad... Xiaofeng will be brave... Xiaofeng Feng will not cry... Xiao Feng will visit grandpa often if he misses grandpa..."

"You child... cry if you don't want to cry..." Grandpa took a deep breath, and his voice gradually weakened: "Don't be afraid when you see those things, everyone will die, the dead were once living, and we There's really no difference..."

Mo Xiaofeng raised his head in astonishment: "Grandpa, do you know?"

Grandpa opened his mouth, as if he was struggling to say something, but after trying for a while, he collapsed on the pillow in sweat, and sighed: "Stop... you will understand later..."

Hearing what grandpa said, Mo Xiaofeng's eyes flashed a fleeting fright. He didn't expect grandpa to know, but—yes, grandpa is an ordinary person, and he can't solve it. Forget it... Is that why you always take yourself to have fun to reduce your attention to them... No, I feel at ease when I am next to Grandpa, and there are very few ghosts to bully. Does Grandpa have any methods?But why don't you tell yourself... and let yourself learn to adapt...

Ji Dongcheng heard Mo Xiaofeng's narration up to this point, and looked up at the flustered Mo Xiaofeng, "Didn't you pay attention before?"