On the Harmonious Life of Ghost Gong

Until this time, He Yizhi hurried to Dong Meili's side.

"Miss Dong, wake up?" He Yizhi repeatedly called out, and couldn't help but reach out and pat the other person's cheek.

The skin under his hands was very smooth and delicate, without any wounds, which made He Yizhi heave a sigh of relief, but he was also extremely puzzled.

He clearly remembered that at least half of Miss Dong's face was bitten by the female ghost, why is she still unscathed?

At this moment, Miss Dong closed her eyes tightly and remained motionless, as if she had fallen asleep.

As a result, He Yizhi didn't wake up Meimei Dong after taking pictures for a long time, but Wang Rui who was next to him woke up in a daze, and when he woke up, he started to struggle like crazy.

Wang Rui yelled desperately: "There is a ghost, help me, there is a ghost!"

"Student, don't move around. We are doctors. Is there anything wrong with you?" the medical staff asked.

As a result, Wang Rui in front of him was struggling like an epileptic, shouting that there was a ghost all the time, just in case, they had to hold him down.

Wang Rui was held down and couldn't move, but his eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible, his face was ferocious.

Those who are careful can find that Wang Rui's pupils have no focal length, as if he is blind.

"A lot of ghosts, they want to kill me! What are you doing, let me go!"

Wang Rui went through the same accident as before, and the pain of being gouged out by a ghost is vivid in his mind. He was already delirious and started talking nonsense, and the medical staff couldn't stand it anymore, so they directly tied him up with a restraint belt and carried him on his shoulders. get in the car.

Of course, they also took Miss Dong who was lying on the ground with her. He Yizhi was beside him trying to catch up, but was grabbed by Zhou Changmo.

Zhou Changmo glanced at He Yizhi, and said calmly: "The hospital will take care of this matter. Now that Miss Dong can't wake up, it's useless if you go."

"But..." He Yizhi felt that what Zhou Changmo said made some sense, but now his mind was in a mess and he was a little worried.

He Yizhi's distraught appearance made it clear at a glance how much He Yizhi cared about Miss Dong.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Zhou Changmo couldn't tell what it was like, his thin lips moved slightly, and he only asked, "Do you... like Miss Dong?"

After He Yizhi heard the words, he suddenly raised his head: "What?"

Zhou Changmo saw that He Yizhi's attitude was a little strange, thinking that the other party had poked something in his mind, his eyes became darker at the moment.

"...It's nothing." Zhou Changmo lowered his eyes.

Even though Zhou Changmo avoided He Yizhi's sight, he was still caught by the keen He Yizhi.

To be honest, He Yizhi didn't talk much to Zhou Changmo before, because he was a bit shameful, and every time he faced Zhou Changmo, he would pretend to be indifferent, so that the two of them didn't talk much.

Of course, it is also understandable why Yi Zhi himself, he is always afraid that if he reveals his feelings, it will arouse the other party's resentment, and the result will get worse.

If it weren't for the ghost encounter today, He Yizhi might not be able to talk so much to Zhou Changmo in a semester, let alone the intimate behavior of holding hands.

However, it didn't take long for him to be happy, but Zhou Changmo suddenly asked if he liked Dong Meimei's words, which made He Yizhi's heart skip a beat, with a bad premonition.

He Yizhi forced himself to calm down, and asked tremblingly, "Why did you suddenly think of asking me this question?"

"It's just that it's a little strange. If you don't want to say it, forget it." Zhou Changmo glanced at He Yizhi's expression, probably vaguely aware of something, and his expression became a little indifferent.

As if he didn't want to hear any offensive answers, Zhou Changmo turned around and left.

He Yizhi was dumbfounded: "Wait, don't go."

He hastily chased after Zhou Changmo's back, forgetting all about Dong Meimei and the ghosts, wondering in his heart - are you angry?

What's up, what happened?Why did Zhou Changmo ask him if he likes Miss Dong? Could it be...

Do you like Miss Dong? !

This thought was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and He Yizhi was stunned.

It wasn't until this time that He Yizhi suddenly realized that he was used to fighting with Dong Meili, and he even forgot that Dong Meili was a woman and a beauty.

It is said that she is a best friend who is fire-proof and anti-theft, but she is so stupid that she throws the unconscious Miss Dong to Zhou Changmo, isn't that stupid?

I'm afraid that when he was still being chased by ghosts, Zhou Changmo might stare at Dong Meimei's bloody face, and be attracted by that so pure and unaffected weak temperament!

Damn it!Careless ah ah ah ah!

He Yizhi was so regretful that he scratched his heart and lungs, and looked anxious, but he had to follow Zhou Changmo back to school.

The other party ignored him along the way, and there was no sign of explaining what happened before, as if he was still a little angry.

"Shall we go back to school for evening self-study now?" He Yizhi asked, but the man didn't reply him, and he secretly thought that he was really angry, and he panicked even more.

He Yizhi's mind was inevitably confused, and he was only thinking about how to get close.

"Don't go so fast, big brother, what happened to that female ghost before, can you explain to me?"

"How did you manage to make those ghosts avoid you before? Are you the No. 18 disciple of the Taoist priest, the one who can cultivate immortality?"

"Master Zhou? Why don't you take care of me?" He Yizhi put on a gentle tone. If he hadn't been so cute, he would have been lying on the ground and rolling around like a baby.

As a result, none of the people in front turned their heads back, leaving only a cold back.

He Yizhi couldn't help feeling a little downcast, and he was also unhappy, after all, he didn't have the habit of sticking a hot face to a cold butt.

Even if he wanted to post it, he would post it behind his back, hum!

He Yizhi didn't know that Zhou Changmo, who was walking in front, had been listening to He Yizhi's all kinds of annoying words, his face gradually softened, and he couldn't help raising his hand to cover his thin lips.

Zhou Changmo has no plans to answer the other party for the time being.

After all, He Yizhi who is so obsessive... is quite likable.

Zhou Changmo walked to the corridor of the classroom with his aloof attitude. It was the time for self-study last night. Now that Miss Dong was hospitalized, the follow-up was over, and it was time to return to normal life.

At this moment, Zhou Changmo had already walked to the door of the classroom, and He Yizhi behind him was still downcast, which made people feel the urge to turn around and pat his head.

When He Yizhi was still wondering when Zhou Changmo fell in love with Mei Dong, he heard someone calling him back.

"He Yizhi, have you finished your homework? Copy it for me!"

A male voice interrupted He Yizhi's thoughts, and when he turned his head, He Yizhi saw Lin Gaoyang coming.

He Yizhi was getting annoyed, and waved his hand: "Go, go, I haven't done my homework yet."

"Why haven't you written yet? By the way, where is Miss Dong, isn't she usually with you?"

Lin Gaoyang babbled as soon as he opened his mouth, and walked around He Yizhi, but he didn't see Dong Meili's figure back and forth, he was a little disappointed.

Zhou Changmo glanced at the unexpected guest who appeared suddenly, and still lingered on He Yizhi, the few good moods in his heart disappeared without a trace.

Especially when He Yizhi's attention was completely diverted by Lin Gaoyang, Zhou Changmo's eyes inevitably turned cold, and he went directly into the classroom by himself.

"Zhou Changmo, why are you walking so fast?" He Yizhi wanted to ask a few more questions, but the other party walked away.

Immediately, He Yizhi became discouraged, and he could only talk to Lin Gaoyang. After all, he encountered too many things today and wanted to talk to someone, but Zhou Changmo's eyes became colder when he entered the classroom.

He Yizhi dragged Lin Gaoyang out the door, and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Lin Gaoyang and He Yizhi are in the same class, and the relationship between the two brothers is quite good.

"What's the matter?" Lin Gaoyang's eyes lit up, "Could it be that Miss Dong didn't come to study at night today, and she wants to ask me out?"

"You've been thinking about appointments all day long! She's sick, and I have to help her ask for leave later." He Yizhi's heart sank when he mentioned this.

"What's wrong?" While the two were talking, a person walked in front of the corridor at this time.

The lights in the corridor are sensor lights. Except for my own place, the corridor in front of me is completely dark.

I saw a figure slowly walking towards He Yizhi, but none of the lights were on.

He Yizhi didn't take it seriously, thinking that the light was broken. After all, two students were in the corridor for late self-study, and it was not good to be bumped into by the teacher, so he took a look.

It was probably a middle-aged woman, wearing a white blouse and a somewhat old-fashioned black skirt, with a serene expression and an air of temperament only after years of artistic influence, standing in the dark corridor five meters away.

He Yizhi felt a little weird at first, but he was relieved to recognize the other party.

He Yizhi yelled, "Mr. Song is good!"

Lin Gaoyang next to him was startled by He Yizhi's sudden yell, and his expression was a little strange: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you see the music teacher coming!" He Yizhi winked at Lin Gaoyang.

"You..." Lin Gaoyang wanted to say something else.

"Sorry, teacher, let's go back to study by ourselves at night!"

After finishing speaking, He Yizhi grabbed Lin Gaoyang's hand and ran into the classroom, for fear of being caught by the music teacher and taken to the teaching office to lecture him.

As a result, after He Yizhi returned to the classroom, Lin Gaoyang looked uneasy, and repeatedly looked at the classroom door outside, but there was still nothing.

"He Yizhi, do you know how terrifying you looked like just now?" Lin Gaoyang accused in a low voice, "The music teacher has been on leave for several weeks and hasn't come to class, how can you make such a joke."

"Isn't the music teacher here? It's just outside."

"Don't scare me! Do you know that I went to the head teacher two days ago and heard from them that... the music teacher passed away because of illness, just the night before yesterday!"

Lin Gaoyang said in a low voice, when he thought of He Yizhi talking to the empty air just now, as if someone was really there, his heart suddenly became hairy.

Not only Lin Gaoyang was frightened, but He Yizhi himself was also frightened.

Only then did He Yizhi realize that the induction lights in the corridor were all dark, so it wasn't that the lights were broken, but...

He Yizhi suddenly felt cold all over his body, and couldn't help turning his head to look outside the door. At this moment, the sensor lights in the corridor outside the classroom were all off, and he saw that the opposite wall was dark, and the music teacher was standing in the darkness and smiling at him .

He Yizhi suddenly shuddered, and subconsciously ran towards Zhou Changmo.

Subconsciously, He Yizhi had already regarded Zhou Changmo as a talisman to ward off evil spirits, thinking that as long as he was close to the other party, he was safe.

An afterimage flashed by, and He Yizhi rushed to Zhou Changmo's side in a flash. Because he moved too fast and too violently, he didn't knock Zhou Changmo down, but knocked his homework away.

"I'm sorry, you, you, look at the door!" He Yizhi stuttered in fright, and tremblingly pointed at the door while slipping into Zhou Changmo's arms.

However, when Zhou Changmo looked over, there was no one outside the door...

Zhou Changmo lowered his eyes instead, looking at the panicked face that was close at hand. The distance between the two of them was so close that they could smell the unique smell of the faint hormones on each other, healthy and full of vitality.