The pervert of fast wear, please let it go

Go, and never recover from it.

By chance, Su Huai accidentally found out that everything was framed by Su Huai. A person with the same pronunciation as him in high school robbed him of a place in the university. Just when he was about to succeed in another , reappeared in his life.

The appearance this time gave Su Huai a fatal blow, drugged him to keep him unconscious and framed him.

After Su Huai found out, he couldn't accept that his whole life was ruined by this Su Huai person. He thought he had never done anything wrong to him, so why did he treat him like this?

With hatred, Su Huai had a terrible idea. According to the setting of "Dark Color", he killed all the people who participated in it, completely restoring the method in the novel, and finally committed suicide himself.

Xiao Jing read it word by word in his mind, seeing the last sentence of the story, Xiao Jing also had to say that the protagonist is really miserable.

After sighing, Xiao Jing was attracted by the following lines of red words.

"Mission one, help Su Huai get rid of the tragic ending.

Task [-], help Yueran become a master of novels on paper.

Task three, get the love of the male ghost.

Fail to obliterate! ! ! "

Xiao Jing: "?!!!!!!!"

Xiao Jing held back his anger, which bastard made such a big joke on him, can this joke be played at will?What the hell is a male ghost?What the hell is obliteration?

Xiao Jing opened his eyes and looked at the person who was still typing on the keyboard. Xiao Jing knew that this man might be Su Huai, the tragic hero of this story.

However, this kind of looking up vision has a bad feeling.

Xiao Jing just kept staring at Su Huai, you asked him why he didn't move?Because he couldn't move, Su Huai's hand finally left the keyboard when the bucket of instant noodles only emitted a faint heat.

Standing up, Xiao Jing could move uncontrollably. Waiting for why he moved, Xiao Jing watched Su Huai find a bottle of water from the corner, drank it gurglingly, and started eating instant noodles .

The sound of sucking noodles resounded throughout the room, and Xiao Jing stiffened as if struck by lightning.

He turned into a shadow? ! !Although I don't want to believe it, with Su Huai's large movements, he will also move, which is more terrifying than what he imagined to be a ghost at the beginning!

Why did he just complain about the book his sister gave him, and let him come to such a terrifying world, please let me go!

Xiao Jing burst into tears in his heart, if he still had face now, he would definitely see regret in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, sister, I shouldn't complain about the book you gave me, because he has seen even more perverted things now." Xiao Jing muttered softly.

"Who!" Su Huai put down the fork in his hand and looked around.

Therefore, Xiao Jing also saw Su Huai's face, his eyes were red and swollen, and his beard was unshaven, but he couldn't hide his delicate face.

"Is there an auditory hallucination again?" Su Huai whispered.

Xiao Jing couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard Su Huai's words, he can speak!Then he became depressed again, so how could he tell Su Huai that he was his shadow? !It's ridiculous when you think about it, doesn't it?Xiao Jing felt that he would scare Su Huai to death, did his shadow become a spirit?

Even Xiao Jing thought about it.

And those so-called missions, Xiao Jing wondered if he had offended some god to punish him like this.

Not to mention the task, it's a miracle that he can move himself, okay?

Xiao Jing just watched Su Huai beating and beating in every possible way bored, not knowing where Su Huai was in the plot now.

Until the sunlight gradually changed the angle, Xiao Jing could finally come behind Su Huai. The sunlight stretched Xiao Jing so that Xiao Jing could clearly see what was on the computer screen.

Phew, Xiao Jing heaved a sigh of relief, Su Huai was writing "Dark Colors", fortunately everything has just begun.

Xiao Jing couldn't help but worry about Su Huai. The protagonist is too desperate. Except for eating something in the morning, he still hasn't eaten anything. Can he bear it?

At this time, Xiao Jing found that the protagonist was constantly deleting, deleting, and deleting. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with what he wrote just now. Su Huai scratched his hair, looking annoyed that an idea flashed in his mind just now but he didn't catch it.

Then Su Huai stood up with his hands supporting the edge of the table, his body shook slightly, and then he stood still.

Paying attention to Su Huai's Xiao Jing, seeing that Su Huai finally made a move, he couldn't help being happy.Even though Su Huai could bear to stay at the computer desk for a day, he couldn't do anything, he was going crazy, Xiao Jing kept yelling in his heart: You must get out!

Under Xiao Jing's hopeful gaze, Su Huai left the computer desk and walked towards the door. Xiao Jing's heart jumped for joy. When he approached the door, Su Huai tilted his body and fell on the bed at the door...

Xiao Jing: "..."

Su Huai lay on the messy bed, his eyes wide open staring at the ceiling in a daze.The feeling of soreness all over the body was relieved on the messy but soft bed.

Su Huai closed his eyes and played the plot of the novel over and over again in his mind. The next plot seemed to be in his mind but he couldn't remember it. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, as if something was about to come out, but so what Can't get out.

Su Huai decided to go there today to see if he could recall the flash of inspiration. Thinking of this, Su Huai rubbed his flat stomach, got up, picked up a bucket of instant noodles in the corner, boiled a pot of water, and prepared to Fill the stomach.

Xiao Jing watched greedily from the side. Although he didn't feel hungry, it was a kind of psychological torture for Xiao Jing not to eat for a day. Now he couldn't even eat a bucket of instant noodles. He stretched out his hand to eat and opened his mouth.

Huh!Xiao Jing wondered why he thought so. In a home where there were only him and his sister, although there was nothing lacking, because his sister had a slight obsession with cleanliness, he still did a lot of things at home. How could he have such a strange idea? Woolen cloth?

Unable to figure it out, Xiao Jing buried this question in his heart, and his intuition told him that this question was very important.

After eating the instant noodles, Su Huai simply cleaned up the mountain of rubbish in his house, and finally walked out of the room with Xiao Jing's expectant eyes.

Unlike Xiao Jing's imagination, going out is a corridor. Outside the room is a small living room. There is a wooden sofa with red paint and an old-fashioned TV in the living room. It is as simple as the bedroom.

Su Huai threw the rubbish in the dumping place downstairs. He ran into a few old people on the road. They seemed to know Su Huai and cared about him for a while, but Su Huai just made a sound in his throat, and went upstairs in a hurry. The door slammed. An old voice, heavy and harsh.

But Xiao Jing noticed Su Huai's reddish ears, a withdrawn and shy child, Xiao Jing thought to himself.

Um?Why do I have a sense of vicissitudes, obviously I am not old.The more Xiao Jing looked the more something was wrong, his instinctive reaction didn't fit him at all.

Xiao Jing saw that Su Huai was wearing a crumpled black coat. Is this the rhythm of going out?

Just as Xiao Jing thought, Su Huai surrounded himself tightly and went out. It was already dusk, and in this remote residential building, there were only a small number of pedestrians outside.

Su Huai tucked his face into his collar, only showing his tired and bloodshot eyes.The pace is not slow, walking on the increasingly remote path without stopping.

The trees on both sides of the road became more and more lush, and the wind made a rustling sound, and the temperature gradually dropped. Su Huai tightened his clothes and quickened his pace.

Civet cat for prince (2)

Xiao Jing looked at the path that was getting darker and colder, and occasionally there were two unknown calls, and his heart was terrified.

Xiao Jing suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.Thinking of what kind of writer Su Huai was, and the male ghost's mission in his own mission, Xiao Jing shivered his lips, feeling that the road was particularly long.

Su Huai walked faster and faster, and soon reached the destination.It was dark all around, only the mobile phone Su Huai held in his hand was emitting a faint yellow light, projecting on the rows of tombstones around him.

The deadly cemetery seemed to exude black gas, terrifying and cold, and it felt like a terrifying monster was ambushing in a certain corner, waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Su Huai walked to the center of the cemetery calmly, and sat on the ground, unrestrained and unrestrained.I completely lost the shyness and introversion when I first met people.

Xiao Jing: "..."

So now the protagonist has shown his perverted psychology?Coming here so late to find inspiration, Xiao Jing believed that if he had a face now, he would definitely be able to see his blue cheeks.

Not because of fear, but because he suddenly thought of one of his tasks, to seduce the male ghost.Why didn't he realize it before? He seems to be a straight man. Why was he just surprised that there was a ghost before and didn't realize that the mission meant for him to fall in love with a male ghost!

He didn't feel any discomfort at all, Xiao Jing just wanted to scold now, when did he lose his integrity and bend over, he is obviously a straight straight man!

At this time, Xiao Jing heard the phone click, and it was Su Huai who turned off the phone.There was no light around, and it was so quiet, only the sound of Su Huai's even breathing.

The unknown darkness is extremely terrifying, that's why Su Huai came here, it will stimulate his brain to work fast and bring him inspiration.

The moment the screen's light went off, Xiao Jing suddenly felt that he could move.And when he touched his own body, he was so excited that he could feel the temperature of his body, Xiao Jing couldn't speak for a while, he only knew how to cherish it when he lost it.

"Who?" Su Huai whispered.

Xiao Jing paused, took back the steps he had just taken, and was so excited that he almost forgot that there was another