invisible brother

The ghost followed Ji Yan quietly.

The sun illuminated his young and handsome side face, and his facial features just right made him look quite attractive.

"Good morning, little Yan!"

The stylishly dressed girl greeted him, the ghost looked over subconsciously, and heard Ji Yan answer in a low voice:

"Good morning."

The girl who got the response smiled brightly, and the ghost lowered his head——

He knew what Ji Yan was thinking.

What a hassle.

Long winded.

Troubled day.

He used to be Ji Yan, and his brother would rub his hair intimately, celebrate his birthday every year, and kiss him on the cheek.He carefully hides his taboo feelings, not daring to speak out, not daring to act...

The current Ji Yan is not the same as him, or——

From the day he left this body, [Ji Yan] and him became two people.

One is violent and impulsive, and the other is indecisive.

One brave, one cowardly.

One is fire and the other is ice.

Deep in their hearts, there is only one thing in common——

Longing for that person named Ji Yan.

***

In fact, the ghost didn't think anything.

When the truck rushed towards Ji Yan——

He heard his brother calling him tenderly:

"Xiao Yan."

"Xiao Yan..."

No, no, I'm not Xiaoyan.

That name no longer belongs to me alone... But why do you still want to cry?

Seeing Ji Yan's bewildered face, he could no longer think about it, and pushed him away with all his strength——

***

Ji Yan staggered to his feet and heard the truck driver yelling:

"Damn little bastard scared me into a cold sweat..."

He was relieved that Ji Yan was fine, and he wondered to himself, he clearly saw a lump of something bumping into him... No, no, it's really bad luck, isn't he doing well here?

He was lucky, and taught Ji Yan a lesson with a tiger's face:

"What kind of red light are you running, hurry up!"

Ji Yan came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and sneered:

"You didn't slow down at the intersection, did you?"

The truck driver choked on this sentence, he faltered:

"Then... you see that you are fine, or... just forget it?"

Ji Yan smiled: "Spiritual damage...how do you calculate it?"

The truck driver honestly gave him a few hundred dollars, apologized, and told him not to run the red light next time, and don't run the green light within a few seconds. This time is lucky, but what about next time?

Ji Yan is deeply convinced.

Although...almost got into a car accident, his body felt surprisingly good, and the emptiness and anxiety that had always existed—seems to have been smoothed away.

"..."

He took a deep breath of cold air, and suddenly—

I really want to see Ji Yan.