silent recording

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The boy still didn't answer, he took off his clothes, his body was covered with bruises, his arm was stabbed a few times, there was no other serious problem except excessive blood loss.

Pick up the cotton wool to clean the wound. As soon as the cotton wool touches the wound, I gasp, it hurts a bit.

"Be careful in the future. You see, if the injury is not on the arm, but on the body, maybe you will be like me."

Seeing that the young man ignored him, Ah An finally gave up.

He floated to other rooms with a ghost. There was a separate bathroom and a kitchen. He looked at each room. It was strange that one room was empty, and only a stool was placed in the empty room. What was even more strange was that the boy The room is full of books, piled up on the floor without order, a wardrobe in the corner, the bed is placed in the middle, and the bed is scattered with written paper.

Ah An was looking at it, the boy opened the door, kicked his shoes outside and walked in barefoot, stepped on the book, went to the front of the closet, dug out a set of pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.

Ah An kept staring at the young man, "You just took the medicine and took a bath? Don't you know how to take the medicine after taking a bath?" This time the young man was no longer expressionless, but rather annoyed.

So the door slammed shut, but for An, what difference did it make between closing and not closing.

Ah'an rubbed his chin and laughed, half of his body walked through the bathroom door, his eyes disappeared from the laughter, "Hey, do you think you are stupid too? Hahahaha"

Seeing A'an passing through, the boy held back his anger and covered his important parts with a veil.

Ah An didn't look at the young man's face, but was immersed in his own world, "Actually, there is no need to be embarrassed, everyone has brain cramps. At worst, you come out and take the medicine again."

The young man was fed up with Ah An who gave him a visual shock in front of him, "Get out!"

Ah'an also knows how to grasp the scale, so he shut up and obediently exited the bathroom, and said outside: "You haven't told me what your name is." The loud volume overwhelmed the sound of the water: "Can you help me find out how I died?" The sound of the water was louder, but the people inside made no sound.

Ah An knew he heard it, "If you don't help me, I'll go in." As he said that, he was about to go through the door, but the sound of water stopped suddenly, the boy opened the door, and Ah An bumped into the boy.

The teenager's pajamas were soaked with water, apparently to prevent Ah An from putting on his clothes before he came in and dried them off.

Four eyes facing each other.

"After checking for you, don't bother me again." The young man was not curious why Ah An didn't remember his own death, he just wanted to be clean.

An immediately nodded and agreed: "A lie is a puppy", but what he thought in his heart was, "I won't leave."

The teenager found the notebook among a pile of papers, opened it: "Name."

"A'an. What's your name?"

The boy frowned, is this guy stupid?What's the use of saying a nickname? "full name."

"A'an, surname is A and name is An. What's your name?" A'an floated beside the boy.

"Are you a minority?" The boy finally raised his noble head and glanced at A'an.

"I really can't be a real Han again." Ah'an swore seriously.

"Then read it (e)."

"That's what everyone calls it."

The boy's eyes returned to the computer, and he typed the name with his fingers, and then stopped. How could he find it through such a search, so he deleted all the words and asked, "How long have you been dead?"

"A few months, half a year, or a year. Forget it." Ah An's ghost life was too boring, so he couldn't remember how much time had passed. "But I know my tomb, it's definitely written on the stele!"

The young man was a little annoying to him, but he endured it so that he could get rid of him.