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One hundred and eight

The conversation was ended by Gan Ye's checkout.

Gan Ye left the small shop without looking back, A'an followed beside him and turned around to see Wen Kaiyang was still sitting with his back to the door, not moving, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ah An belongs to the kind of person who will fade away after a while, and has not paid attention to this matter since then.

It wasn't until a week later when I was surfing the Internet that I saw the city's news that Wen Kaiyang jumped off the building.

He was so shocked that he wanted to complain to Gan Ye, but when he turned his head, he saw Gan Ye's expressionless face, imprinted by the light of the computer, with a sense of selfish desire, like a kind of coercion, Ah An shut his mouth, Looking back to the computer screen, Gan Ye had already brushed up the news, and now it was Gan Ye's homepage. Gan Ye curled his lips and typed "Today is a good day" on the keyboard with his slender fingers.

Click send, and after a while, many people commented, "What a good day? What good things happened?" Comment.

Seems like today is a really good day.

For some reason Ah An felt a chill, he suddenly felt that he might not understand Gan Ye,

That night, after Gan Ye was asleep, Ah An slipped out and found Zhang Lexing, who was twitching Ling at that time.

Seeing A'an coming, he didn't restrain himself, and was finally punched by Ling, covering his nose and saying, "What kind of wind is it?"

A'an's face was serious, showing a trace of worry: "I think Gan Ye may be a little sick."

Zhang Lexing answered absent-mindedly: "What's sick?"

"That's right, a person who plagiarized my novel died, and he was very happy." A'an frowned and gestured slightly with his hands.

"It's normal. I'd be very happy if it was me." Zhang Lexing still didn't care, still thinking about the urge to touch Ling's waist just now. It's been so many times, but he still feels like a virgin for the first time Same.

No, Ah An retorted in his heart, frowning into a tight knot, Zhang Lexing's words were not surprising, but Gan was not like this kind of person, and Gan would also be happy, but he would not give himself such a wave of fear.

"Maybe you're thinking too much." Ling comforted An on the side.

Later, Ancai knew where this feeling in his heart came from, and Gan also protected himself pervertedly.At that time, I had a premonition that it had something to do with Gan, and this matter had something to do with Gan, so I became flustered and uneasy, and I couldn’t know what Gan also did, so I felt that Gan was terrible, even for myself. , terrible morbid love, terrible unknown.

"By the way, is it okay for you to be here now? Aren't you afraid that ghost will find trouble with Gan Ye?" Zhang Lexing said suddenly, in order to distract Ah An, and it was really a reminder.

People become ghosts after death.

And A'an suddenly came to his senses, and started running towards home, halfway through the run, then turned around with a sudden gloomy face, and his tone was not the slightest waver, "He, why did he bother Gan Ye?"

Zhang Lexing smiled meaningfully: "Who knows."

After A'an walked away, he said in a puzzled way: "Obviously, people who are harmed by evil spirits have no souls, and they are just like their souls flying away. Why did you lie to A'an?"

Zhang Lexing said: "The reason Ah An came here to say these things is because I may have subconsciously realized that Gan Ye was hiding something, and I just helped him a little bit."

This "he" does not specify whether it is "Gan Ye" or "A'an".

Perhaps it was helping Gan Ye, telling him to restrain himself, not to exchange his own life for punishment of others.

Maybe it was helping Ah An, letting him know the truth, knowing that all his uneasiness now came from Gan Ye's sacrifice.

Gan Ye was coughing when Ah An went back. I don't know if the coughing just started or it had lasted for a long time. It felt like he was about to cough up his lungs.

Ah'an ran to Shunbei in panic, forgetting what he wanted to ask Gan Ye.

After Gan Ye calmed down, he lay on the bed, his eyes lost his focus, An'an was still afraid, and his heart suddenly became cold, because of Gan Ye's appearance, An'an thought of death.

"Tell me, is Wen Kaiyang's death related to you? Even Liu Liu's stupidity?" His tone was trembling.

It took a while for Gan to focus his gaze on Ann's face, then, as usual, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ann as if he was mentally retarded, and reached out to touch Ann's head: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with me."

Except for a bit of abnormal red on the face, there is no flaw at all, Ah'an tilted his head in doubt and asked: "Really?"

Gan Ye turned around with a "tsk" and said, "Uncomfortable, go to sleep." This is Gan Ye's normal reaction, so it has nothing to do with Gan. Thinking of this, Gan will not deceive himself, as he said, Ah Ann thought so.

Stretching out his hand to touch Gan Ye's head: "You have a fever."

"It's okay, just lie down with me." Gan also rubbed Ah'an's hands in his hands, turned his back to Ah'an's chest, and opened his eyes.There will really be retribution, and it will come too soon.Gan Ye looked at the books piled up beside his bed, and there was an indescribable softness under the moonlight. From the beginning, there was no color anymore, but Gan Ye's world had become black and white.

The author has something to say:

The cover was drawn in a leisurely way, it is really super casual fishing.I like these children very much, but it's a pity that the writing is so sloppy that they can't survive.Coupled with being lazy and not writing an outline, the plot developed to a place that I didn't even know.So start the finishing touches.