After being scared to cry by me, she confessed to me

When Xu Lan said please eat the cake, he really did eat the cake, and he ate a lot of it.

Seeing dozens of plates of colorful cakes in front of her, the corners of Yan Shu's lips could not help but twitch slightly.

This is... too much!

Yan Shu raised her head to look at Xu Lan in front of her, and asked tentatively, "Should we just eat these cakes?"

Xu Lan shook his head.

Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Lan said: "No, you eat."

Yan Shu: "?"

Xu Lan continued: "Just taste each one, you don't need to eat them all."

Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Lan stretched out her hand and dragged her chin, and pushed one of the chocolate-flavored plates in front of Yan Shu, "Try this first."

Yan Shu picked up a fork and forked a small piece, and the rich chocolate flavor melted between her lips.

So Yan Shu sincerely praised the deliciousness of the cake.

At some point, Xu Lan took the paper and pen in his hands, and carefully wrote down Yan Shu's views on each piece of cake with different flavors.

Yan Shu really wanted to ask what these cakes were for, but she couldn't help but didn't ask.

She lowered her head, holding a fork obediently, tried different cakes with different flavors little by little, and then gave Xu Lan serious feedback.

When the sky was getting dark and the cake was finished, Yan Shu's stomach bulged slightly.

Xu Lan looked at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late, you should go home too."

Yan Shu thought so too. Although she still wanted to be alone with Xu Lan, her mother would be anxious if she stayed any longer.

So she stood up and said goodbye to Xu Lan.

But when I got home, my mother had prepared a sumptuous dinner and was waiting.

Looking at the long table full of food, Yan Shu's expression was as complicated as a palette.

Seeing her coming back, Yan's mother smiled and said, "Shu Shu, hurry up and wash your hands, come to eat."

Yan Shu forced a smile, went to wash her hands and sat down at the table reluctantly.

And it was rare for her father to come back early, and he was already waiting for her at the dinner table.

Looking at the joyful smiles on her parents' faces, Yan Shu stretched out her hands and rubbed the center of her brows, and asked, "How did you cook so much delicious food? Are you celebrating something?"

"Yes." Yan's mother nodded, put the bowls and chopsticks in front of Yan Shu, and said, "Your father's company has negotiated a big business, and if there are no accidents, it can make a lot of money. When the time comes, our family will Shushu is the happiest little princess, mom and dad can buy you whatever you want."

The mother's smile also looked very gentle, and her eyes were full of admiration when she looked at her husband.

Yan's father was a little embarrassed by her look, so he reached out and knocked on the table, "There's nothing to mention about this trivial matter, let's eat quickly."

"Okay." Yan's mother replied, then got up and picked up the largest piece of chicken leg and put it into Yan Shu's bowl.

Yan *stomach is too full to eat *shu.

Seeing Yanshu's hesitant expression on her face, Yan's mother asked, "Why don't you eat it? Is it because my mother's cooking is not to your liking?"

"No, no, no." Yan Shu quickly shook her head like a rattle, then picked up the big chicken leg, and took a bite of the chicken leg with a "happy" smile.

Hiccup, so supportive.

Yan Shu thought in her heart, whether it was cake or chicken drumsticks, they were all sweet troubles.

At this moment, Changshan Haunted House.

Xu Lan stood in her study, looking at the photo on the wall, her expression was never serious.

In that photo wall, on the original blank space in the middle, there was an extra photo at some point.

A... photo of her and Yan Shu.

In the photo, she and Yan Shu were both wearing the school uniforms of No. [-] Middle School in the capital. They were standing at the door of No. [-] Middle School, holding hands, with smiles on their faces.

In fact, Xu Lan lied to Yan Shu about one thing.

Not a single photo on this photo wall was taken by her.

Every time she arrives in a new world, there will be another photo on the wall, a photo of her with the most impressive guest in the previous world.

Xu Lan can't remember clearly, this is the first world she has experienced, she only knows that the wall in front of her is already full, and the photo of her and Yan Shu has filled the last blank space on this wall.

This photo came too early, as if implying something.

Xu Lan no longer looked at the wall, but sat down at the desk.

Holding the cold coffee in her hand, she took a sip. It seemed a little bitter, but she couldn't quite taste it.

After becoming a ghost, her sense of taste has almost disappeared, and she still touches these foods just to pretend that she is still alive.

At the same time, her inner peace reached the extreme.

The last blank space on the wall, and the group photo that appeared in advance.

So does it mean that this is the last world she has left.

The endless time has already made Xu Lan feel boring. She just does similar things repeatedly in different worlds. She has already experienced death and naturally she will no longer be afraid, even if her soul dissipates.

It's just that she hasn't remembered what happened before she was alive, and she doesn't even have the memory of her life as a human being, so it just disappeared like this, which is a bit regrettable.

But these were never in her hands.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have wandered around these worlds for so long like a lonely ghost.

Even if the soul dissipates, it is not a relief.

Thinking of this, Xu Lan's eyes can be regarded as fearless.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Song Mo walked in, still holding a cute milky white backpack, and said, "Shopkeeper, the little girl who came to look for you today seemed to have left her bag behind when she left."

Xu Lan raised her eyes and glanced, "Call her and let her come when she is free..."

Xu Lan stopped in the middle of her sentence, and looked at the bag in Song Mo's hand with some surprise in her eyes.

On the milky white cross-body bag, there was black smoke emitting faintly.

And Song Mo's expression was normal, as if he couldn't see the existence of these things at all.

Xu Lan's hand clenched the pen she was holding for fun.

Xu Lan's complexion was not very good-looking, Song Mo naturally sensed something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Lan shook her head and said, "Just let me go here, and I'll send it to her tomorrow."

Song Mo was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask something, but he held back abruptly.

Song Mo had never seen Xu Lan walk out of this haunted house, so she naturally classified Xu Lan as a "house girl".

She sighed in her heart what kind of great power could make the dead house take the initiative to step out of the house, what kind of ecstasy drug did the little girl give the shopkeeper?

Song Mo put down the bag while gossiping in his heart.

The door is closed.

Xu Lan's eyes fell on the backpack on the sofa, and the pen in his hand was broken abruptly.

The red ink stained the white and slender hand and dripped on the table.

But Xu Lan was not in the mood to take another look, because something more serious happened.

She seems...to have troubled Yan Shu.

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The author has something to say:

Yan Shu: Don't get involved, don't get involved, I am willing to share joys and sorrows with you, life and death

Xu Lan: But I'm already dead

Yan Shu: "..."