domestic hell grinder

Originally, it was just continuous rain, but when the night was dark, it turned into showers and splashes, accompanied by lightning enough to illuminate the entire room.

Yin Zhao had completely forgotten that he still had a room, and when night fell, he hugged his pillow and came over to Yue Ling's pillow.Yue Ling went to bed early tonight, and he tiptoed when he went to bed, and he didn't dare to pester Yue Ling as usual.

The sound of raindrops hitting the glass was very noisy, but the presence beside him was so reassuring that Yin Zhao soon fell into a daze.Before he really fell asleep, the thunder and lightning that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly exploded.

Well, how can I sleep now.Yin Zhao opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Yue Ling. When he noticed that his well-proportioned and peaceful breathing seemed to have been disrupted, he guessed that he was about to wake up.

A smile suddenly appeared on Yin Zhao's face.He was not afraid of thunder and lightning, but now it doesn't matter to be afraid.

When Yue Ling's chin was pressed against a fluffy head, he woke up completely.

Yin Zhao got into Yue Ling's arms before another thunderbolt could sound, and his movements were very skillful.Seemingly subconsciously, Yue Ling put his hand on him naturally.

"Does it hurt your eyes? Do you want me to close the curtains?" When Yue Ling spoke in a breathy voice, Yin Zhao suddenly felt that the words that only he could hear were the most beautiful in the world.

Yin Zhao shook his head, and moved closer to Yue Ling's collarbone calmly, even unconsciously exerting force on the hand holding him.

Yue Ling understood: "I won't go."

Yin Zhao's behavior of waking up people and falling asleep quickly is very bad, at least Yue Ling thinks so.This time, he didn't dare to move.

Yin Zhao didn't breathe, and when his cold nose and lips touched Yue Ling's collarbone from time to time, he would always feel a numb feeling all over his body.

"Yin Zhao?" Yue Ling raised his hand cautiously and patted the cheek of the person in his arms.

Really no response, like dead.

Oh, he was already dead.

Yue Ling opened his eyes and thought for a while, and decided not to condone Yin Zhao's behavior of patronizing him to sleep.

However, he still waited for Yin Zhao to fall asleep again, and then lightly lifted Yin Zhao a little away and pulled him out.

There was a backless soft sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it was not the first time Yue Ling sat on it to meditate on a rainy night with thunder and lightning.

In the past, it was to leave the empty room behind, but tonight seemed to be better, and the feeling of having someone behind was still somewhat strange.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of hands suddenly came over from behind and hugged Yue Ling's waist tightly.

Yin Zhao rested his chin on Yue Ling's shoulder, and his articulate words were a little fuzzy: "I used to read ghost stories, and most of them happened during thunderstorms, because the atmosphere is the weirdest at this time."

"Isn't it also a ghost story that you are hiding behind me now?"

Yin Zhao sneered, "Yue Ling, what a cold joke."

"You're still smiling."

Yin Zhao continued to try to tell a ghost story to Wuchang: "I also heard that rainy nights not only have a strange atmosphere, but also are often the time when resentment is at its peak. Every time here, there will be grievances wandering around, looking for innocent people who can vent their anger. By."

"how do you know?"

Yin Zhao was startled: "No way? Are you really so wicked?"

"Yeah, do you want to go and have a look? I can take you to look for it, but you don't need to look for it, it's just outside the window."

Yin Zhao suddenly buried his eyes on his shoulder blades: "Don't look at it, what if I am assimilated by them?"

"Where does your resentment come from?"

"I'm sorry, I can't sleep when you come together."

Yue Ling frowned slightly, and glanced back: "In the past, you only blamed yourself for being a light sleeper, not me."

Yin Zhao is now unscrupulous: "Really? I pretended."

"I know."

"No way? I'm still complacent and think you can't see through."

"..."

When the rain became lighter, Yin Zhao gradually calmed down, and when he was about to fall asleep, he asked in a daze, "Aren't you going to sleep tonight?"

Yue Ling pondered for a while, and said, "Your theory of resentment in the rainy night is actually true, and even when it is a little serious, it will directly disturb my mind." He tilted his head slightly, and saw the closed eyes of the people behind him, "But today Much better late."

Fortunately, it wasn't a long night of rain, and it stopped shortly after, but the night wind was still very cool, and even Yin Zhao, who was sleeping, shivered when it poured in through the crack of the window.

Suddenly, Yue Ling felt that the hand around his waist was loosened, and then there was nothing behind him.

Accompanied by all this, there was a "bang" on the ground.

Yue Ling was startled.

How he fell backwards while being so close to himself.

Yin Zhao was woken up by the sudden falling sensation, and just wanted to call out that someone dropped something, but he was surprised that the back of his head hurt like hell, and the question that had been rushing up in his throat suddenly turned into a squeak of pain.

When Yin Zhao cried out in pain, Yue Ling was entangled in a moment of palpitation, and then realized that it was the result of the conclusion.

"Yue Ling!" Seeing that the person in front of him was stunned, Yin Zhao even burst into tears.

When Yue Ling got down to help him up, he kept his head down, as if trying to hide something.

Yin Zhao originally thought that Yue Ling's heart was so painful that he couldn't control himself, but unexpectedly saw the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

"You laugh, you still laugh!" When Yin Zhao wiped the viscous liquid on the back of his head, his expression became even more out of control, "I'm bleeding."

Yue Ling fetched the gauze, and after helping him to deal with it briefly, the faint smile on his face finally faded back: "But it's really... funny."

"You didn't even help me."

"I know you are stupid occasionally, but I can't predict it accurately in advance."

Yin Zhao felt that Yue Ling was really good at it, and he knew that he lost his temper, so he hurried over and hugged her.There was no other way but...Yin Zhao threw himself towards Yue Ling, but he couldn't grasp the strength and pushed him straight down.

Yue Ling froze for a moment, then covered the back of Yin Zhao's neck with one hand, and exerted a little force: "If it wasn't for my habit of laying carpets, you would—"

"Ah, I didn't think so. It's because you can't stand firmly. No, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"Then don't let me get up."

Yin Zhao frowned, "Zi" and said, "Wait a minute, I seem to have twisted my waist."

Yue Ling:?

"Yue Ling, it's true, I really twisted my waist."

"Deserving it."

"Then I won't get up, and lie on the ground together."

"You're crushing me, get up."

"I do not."

"..."

-

The next day.

When Yin Zhao walked out of the room rubbing his sleepy eyes, he met Yue Ye who was just coming out, and greeted him casually, "Morning."

"Of course it's early," Yue Ye's eyes moved down to the hand on his waist, his face changed slightly, "You guys, last night, were noisy and dead."

"I didn't do anything," Yin Zhao subconsciously denied, then nodded, "Oh, it seems to have rolled a few times."

Yue Ye misunderstood him even more, and after glancing at him, he passed him downstairs.

Yin Zhao climbed the handrail and went downstairs lazily, dragging out his voice lazily: "Yue Ye, do you want breakfast?"

"No."

"Someone is knocking on the door, do you want me to open it?"

"No," as soon as Yue Ye's voice fell, he knew he was cheating, and before getting up, he gave Yin Zhao a cold look.

"Smelly child." Yin Zhao murmured.

Seeing Yue Ye not coming back for a long time, Yin Zhao naturally guessed that the person who came should be Jiu Chao, but he couldn't help sighing, it was also out of pity for Jiu Chao, after all, the Yue family seemed to be getting better and better with each generation.

Not sure what their parents were like?While Yin Zhao was thinking, Yue Ye's figure suddenly appeared at the door, and said coldly: "He is looking for you."

Yin Zhao frowned, unable to get up for a long time.I still have lingering fears about the experience of being drawn out of my soul last time. Now that I obviously have no motive for committing the crime, how can I still...

Yue Ye was a little dissatisfied: "You are so rude."

"It's not enough for me to love you," Yin Zhao got up slowly, "I used to have some festivals."

Yue Ye froze, turned to pour water, and turned his back to him: "My brother is here, what are you afraid of?"

Yin Zhao was startled for a moment, then stopped hesitating and walked out the door slowly.

When there was still some distance from Jiuchao, he stopped: "What can you do for me?"

"You recovered?"

"Yes, everything is fine now."

Jiu Chao lowered his head, with an extremely unnatural expression: "I'm sorry about what happened before."

"Yue Ling said that you have already apologized, and there is nothing on my side."

"I'm here to tell you one more thing. In fact, I wanted to say it in Xiacheng, but I was always interrupted by some things."

"Good or bad?"

Jiu Chao raised his head and said seriously: "They all said that this is a good thing..."

When he finished speaking a long paragraph, he realized that Yin Zhao's complexion had become dull, and his eyes were dull, forming an expression that could be called despair.

Jiu Chao suddenly felt overwhelmed: "You...don't you want this?"

"How could this be?" Yin Zhao sat limply on the ground.

Jiu Chao was slightly surprised: "Your reaction is different from what I imagined."

Yin Zhao buried his face in his hands: "It's a good thing, but I don't need it yet."

Jiu Chao squatted down: "I thought—"

Yin Zhao raised his head suddenly, and said vaguely: "Never tell Yue Ling, never."

"Are you still hiding it? There will be accidents if it is concealed. Although I know that Yue Ye's degeneration into a ghost is concealed by the officials of the underworld, but also because of the concealment, Siyuan and I have done bad things. Dangerously killing people."

At the end of the speech, the "chacha" sound of stepping on the dead leaves also followed the ending sound.

Yin Zhao and Jiu Chao shifted their gazes at the same time, and both captured a figure that suddenly appeared.

"Yue Ye." Jiu Chao called out his name in a daze.

Yin Zhao lowered his voice: "You go first, I'll go and have a chat with him, it's not easy to talk to a lot of people."