The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan turned over again, turned his face inward to Huang Diwen, and thought to himself, people like Zhang He are really scumbags.

Cui Pengfei's misfortune hit him hard. Since childhood, he had no friends to play with except Huang Diwen. Huang Diwen was not only his younger brother, but also his only friend.

He always thought that the relationship between all friends in the world was like that between him and Huang Diwen.

So it wasn't, he stared at the dark ceiling and sighed, it turns out that some friends can abandon each other at the critical moment of life and death, and even hide the truth after throwing each other without feeling half guilty.

Song Nan is not worthy for Cui Pengfei, and at the same time, he also feels sorry for his lack of friends.

When he turned N+1th body, Huang Diwen next to him finally couldn't bear to wake up.

The room was pitch black, and the night light by the bed was not turned on. He couldn't adapt to the darkness of the room for a while, and frowned twice, "Brother, are you back?"

"Well," Song Nan changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, "I'm sorry to wake you up."

"What's wrong with you?" Huang Diwen took out the phone under the pillow and checked the time. It was four o'clock in the morning, and there was no sign of dawn outside.

"I'm a little emotional, I can't sleep." Song Nan continued to sigh, and then asked, "Is it emotional?"

"Yes," Huang Diwen turned over to face him, "What are you feeling?"

Song Nan swallowed back the words that came to his lips. He didn't intend to tell him Cui Pengfei's tragedy. In his heart, Song Nan wanted Huang Diwen to be like him, and felt that the emotions between friends in the world were as close as they were between them. seamless.

"It's nothing," Song Nan said after a long time, "Are you still afraid of ghosts?"

Huang Diwen hurriedly asked, "Is Liu Hao here again?"

Liu Hao's sudden appearance has already turned Huang Diwen into a conditioned reflex.

"No," Song Nan shook his head, "I really want him to come."

The truth has come to light, and there is an explanation for Liu Hao's death. He died for his inappropriate behavior at that time, but the price was quite high. Not to die for life.

If Liu Hao came to him again, he hoped that he could persuade him to think clearly, and then leave this place that no longer belonged to him.

"Ah?" Huang Diwen was taken aback and panicked, "Brother, what are you talking about?" After saying that, he stretched out his hand to touch his face carelessly, "You don't have a fever, do you?"

"Tsk, get out," Song Nan pointed his hands away from groping his face, "I'll just say it casually..."

"Farewell," Huang Diwen hurriedly answered, "I'm really a little scared. Although I can't see it, don't you think it's more frightening to know that there is a ghost beside you when you can't see it?"

Song Nan pondered this sentence twice in his heart, it seemed that it really meant that.

The scene of Zhang He and Liu Hao running away in fright when Cui Pengfei was struggling in the water suddenly flashed before his eyes. Song Nan turned his face, looked at Huang Diwen for a while in the dark night, and turned on the night light beside the bed, " Brother rewards you with something."

"Grandpa Mao?" Seeing him sitting up, Huang Diwen yawned and sat up too, while extending his hand.

"Money fan." Song Nan glanced at him and said with a sneer, "I don't know who to follow."

"It's up to you," Huang Diwen continued, "When I was young, I ran behind your ass, and I learned everything from you."

Although this little fool is lacking in intelligence in studies, sometimes his sarcasm in different ways is quite overwhelming.

"Don't even think about money," Song Nan said as he tugged at the red rope around his neck, found the knot and slowly untied it, "The money I gave you yesterday should not have been spent, right? God wants money, why? ? No one in the new school knows the correct way to spend money?”

Huang Diwen shut up obediently.

Song Nan untied the red string, and the things hidden inside the T-shirt were exposed to the air as he pulled the red string.

It's a dark green ring... It seems that the ring doesn't fit well, the whole body of the ring is dark green, gradually or mixed with a small trace of red, like a white airplane cloud drawn on the blue, it stands out but doesn't feel abrupt.Judging from the width, the ring is more like a wrench.

"I encountered a ghost for the first time when I was eight years old. You were only five years old at that time. I don't know if you still remember the scene at that time." Song Nan held the dark green finger on the red rope in his hand, and the finger followed the movement of his palm. The heat gradually cooled down, Song Nan continued, "Anyway, I don't really want to remember."

Huang Diwen nodded and shook his head again, "I probably don't remember, but I remember my father often said that you almost died when you were eight years old."

"Yes," Song Nan nodded, "almost died."

"Then why didn't he die?" Huang Diwen asked in a particularly flattering way.

Song Nan reached out and scratched the top of his head, and tied the red rope around the back of his neck, "Dad said, maybe it's because of it."

Huang Diwen raised his hand and touched the jade finger, "It?"

Song Nan said nonsense, "Maybe it was accidentally left by a real immortal, and I happened to pick it up."

"Isn't that a magical weapon?" Huang Diwen's eyes lit up, "Just like Monkey King's golden cudgel?"

Song Nan twitched the corner of his mouth, how could this kid believe everything?

He nodded speechlessly, "Yes, maybe it's about the same. I don't know about the magical effect, but I think it can keep you safe."

Huang Diwen stared at the jade finger for a while, then looked at Song Nan suspiciously, "Then why are you wearing it around my neck?"

"You're right. Compared to me who can see ghosts, people who can't see but know that there are ghosts are more afraid." Song Nan put the jade finger into the collar of his T-shirt, "So, you wear Well, it should keep you safe."

Huang Diwen nodded, then shook his head after a while, "Then you gave it to me, wouldn't you lose it? That won't work..." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and was about to untie it and return it to Song Nan.

Song Nan raised his hand and pressed on the back of his hand, "I'm not afraid," Song Nan twitched his lips, "The old man is gone, we are dependent on each other, and I will be an adult in a few days, I should take care of you Yes, it is right to give you the peace talisman, and when you are an adult, will you return it to me?"

Huang Diwen frowned as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and nodded solemnly after a long time, "Well, let me take care of it for you temporarily."

"Well," Song Nan turned off the night light and lay down again, "Don't take it out if you have nothing to do, you can't just take out such things as the peace charm, keep it well, take it out and put it in a clean place when you take a bath place."

Huang Diwen nodded seriously again, "I'll make a note of it."

Song Nan patted his arm, "Go to sleep, it's getting late, I have to go to class after dawn."

Song Nan thought that he should be able to sleep until noon, but when he woke up again, he found that it was just dawn outside.

He glanced at Huang Diwen, who was sleeping soundly next to him, and checked the time on his phone. It was only twenty past five.

Hey, he couldn't help sighing, the last time he suffered from insomnia was when Huang Dingguo passed away suddenly and he couldn't see him at all. Less than two months later, he actually suffered from insomnia again.

He probably won't be able to sleep any more, so Song Nan simply got up from the bed, opened the closet and took a set of clothes, planning to take a shower and make something for Huang Diwen to bring to school for lunch.

There is a bathroom on the second floor, which was converted from the balcony of the living room.

Song Nan took the clothes and walked out of the bedroom gently, and saw that Zhang He, who said he would sit in the living room for the night, had already curled up on the sofa and fell asleep, snoring lightly.

Song Nan couldn't help but gave him the middle finger, he was really heartless, even an outsider like him couldn't sleep, and his client actually slept like a pig.

Resisting the urge to kick him awake, Song Nan passed him into the bathroom.

The window was wide open. Although it was midsummer, the wind at this point made the skin a bit cool. Song Nan hung the clean clothes on the hook, and raised his hand to close the window a little. His hand was about to touch the window frame. Then I heard small voices faintly coming from below.

It can be heard that the voice was deliberately lowered, but at this time the surroundings were too quiet except for the sound of the breeze blowing, so even if the voice was lowered, Song Nan could still hear it clearly.

"This is not where you should be. Before irreparable consequences occur, you should go where you should be, just like Cui Pengfei."

Song Nan frowned, if he heard correctly, it was Fengyue's voice.

He swallowed, and curiously stuck out half of his head to look down. This position happened to be able to see the whole courtyard.

At this time, Feng Yue was sitting quietly on the stone bench in the yard, and a translucent shadow stood quietly beside him, not one step away from him.

Song Nan was so shocked that he almost yelled out on the spot. If he hadn't covered his mouth with his hands, he might have yelled out by now!

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and glanced at the shadow again. Although it was only a shadow, the scene when Song Nan was forced by the shadow to the corner to borrow his body was so familiar that it was just a back view. He recognized this person as Liu Hao.

Did Feng Yue say that to Liu Hao?

Feng Yue is talking to Liu Hao?

Is there a relationship between them that can talk?

Ten thousand horses galloped past each other with black question marks in Song Nan's heart, and then came up with a very definite answer.

Fengyue, like him, can see ghosts!

So last night at the Heishuiwan Reservoir, when Feng Yue grabbed Zhang He's arm and threw him a few meters away, what he saw was Cui Pengfei in Zhang He's body, and it was Cui Pengfei he threw!

And he knew about Cui Pengfei's existence from the beginning, but he pretended to be an outsider all night, and racked his brains to find ways to cover up the fact that Zhang He had a ghost in his body?

How stupid!

Since he is a fellow, why did Feng Yue hide it?Are you afraid that because you can see ghosts, people will treat him as a different kind?

Song Nan leaned back on the edge of the window frame again, and cast his eyes on the two figures in the courtyard again. After Feng Yue finished saying that, the atmosphere between one person and one ghost turned into a long silence, and Liu Hao seemed to be in some deep thought .

That's right, didn't I also fear that a second person would know because I could see ghosts?Aren't you also afraid of being treated as a different kind?Even now, apart from the dead Huang Dingguo, only Huang Diwen knows the fact that he can see ghosts. Fengyue may have the same idea as him, and this difference will not be magnified into some kind of extraordinary "ability" in the eyes of others. ", on the contrary, it may make myself a monster in the eyes of others.

No one dared to take this risk, he did not dare, and Fengyue probably did the same, even though he was so successful and looked so rich.

Song Nan hurriedly held down his beating heart, as if he had accidentally discovered a terrible secret.