Momentarily speechless

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The medicinal soup in the bowl was very hot, and a strong medicinal smell hit his nostrils. You Yunfeng felt a little nauseous when he smelled the medicinal smell, and his face was full of disgust.

"Give it to me." At some point, the white ghost had already walked to his side, taking the bowl of medicine that made him feel uncomfortable.

The white ghost has always walked silently, so You Yunfeng, who is always sensitive, didn't notice it.At first, You Yunfeng was taken aback because of the white ghost's appearance and disappearance. After getting along for a long time, he got used to it. He was not as surprised as before, and whenever the white ghost approached him At that time, he knew it was him, because he was already familiar with the cold aura on the white ghost.

You Yunfeng nodded. After all, the smell of the medicine was really bad. He stood up from the head of the bed and made room for the white ghost, while he watched from the side.

The medicine was slightly hot, and it might get cold later, so the white ghost simply poured the medicine into Qingshuang's mouth, letting Qingshuang drink it without leaking a drop.

"He will wake up in the afternoon." The white ghost looked at Qingshuang's jet-black clothes, his face was gloomy, he was silent, and the bowl in his hand was cracked with a few small marks.

He suddenly felt like the bowl had cracked and felt empty.

The white ghost food on the table was tasteless, he just drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, he hardly touched the dishes on the table, the porridge was soft and sweet, but why was the porridge in his mouth bitter, as bitter as that bowl.

What happened to him, he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out. When he saw that the new clothes he sold to You Yunfeng were actually worn on Qingshuang's body, he took care of Qingshuang all night last night. You Yunfeng took care of him, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a stone, very heavy and uncomfortable, as if his things had been robbed.

In short, while You Yunfeng was still in this bamboo forest, he would never allow anyone to disturb his peaceful days with You Yunfeng, because there were not many days when he could be peaceful, so he didn't like this weak scholar, even if this No matter how good-looking a person is, it is still fake, and Qingshuang is very similar to that person.

"I'm full." The white ghost put down his chopsticks and went straight towards the door.

full?You Yunfeng looked at the white ghost's bowl of porridge and there was still half a bowl left, and the food on the table had hardly been touched, so how could he be full.

"Didn't you want to wait for me to eat together? You're gone. I'm not going to eat alone..." The light and long voice seemed to be whispering or sighing. You Yunfeng ate slowly by himself, and those delicious dishes also changed. It was bland. ,

Under the emerald bamboo, a person in white clothes sat alone on the thick fallen leaves spread on the soil, in a daze, like a dream, like an eternal ghost who could not find his way back in the world of mortals.

"So you are here." Standing behind the white ghost, You Yunfeng said softly, the cool wind blew past his face, and the short hair covering his black eyes was messed up.

The fragrance of bamboo is lingering, and the clear air will make even the most depressed mood suddenly brighten up.

Hearing the familiar voice, the white ghost's body paused, and he slightly turned his head to look at the stern man behind him, watching him sitting next to him.

You Yunfeng smiled lightly: "Hey, this is for you?" He opened the paper bag in his hand, it was mung bean cake.

The white ghost asked in confusion, "Give it to me?"

He simply put the mung bean cake in the white ghost's arms, turned his head to one side, his face became hot, and said in a low voice, "You didn't eat anything in the morning, at least eat some cakes to fill your stomach."

"Ah."

The white ghost smiled brightly, very satisfied and happy. There were three fragrant mung bean cakes in the paper bag. He picked up one of them and took a bite. It was very sweet, sweet to the heart.

You Yunfeng glanced at the white ghost secretly, his eyebrows moved slightly, he saw the white ghost smiling happily, it was a living person, not a lifeless white ghost, and tenderness arose in his heart.

It was thinking of myself,

He seldom smiled before, or even never laughed, because even if he smiled, he didn't really want to smile, but just moved his mouth. Such a smile is not a smile, but now he often smiles, it is a smile from the heart.

He may have changed, no, this is the original him, but he forgot, forgot the original self.

He Zeng Jin liked to laugh very much, although he didn't laugh much, but at least he laughed, instead of having a cold face like a piece of ice now.

He feels that he is very similar to the white ghost, but in essence, he is very different. He doesn't smile because there is nothing to make him laugh, but the white ghost can't laugh if he doesn't smile; his indifference is just a shield to protect himself. The white ghost's coldness is not cold, it's just his breath.

The color of the sky became lighter, and the green bamboo leaves also turned yellow. It must be that autumn is coming. Otherwise, it has been rainy and rainy for the past few days, with little wind, and the air is extremely dry.

Autumn is a sad and melancholy season, and people are not energetic and sick.

At this time, his mother will cook a good meal, such as celery lily, green vegetables and mushrooms, fried fish fillets with onions, and some chrysanthemum crisps and egg yolk crisps. Although they are all simple home-cooked dishes, they taste amazing. It is very delicious, I believe the white ghost will also like it very much, but unfortunately his mother is not here, if he is, he will definitely let the white ghost taste it.

Thinking of his mother, he didn't know that she was still in the inn. The white ghost didn't tell her when he took him away that day. Mom, she should be very worried, but he can't leave now because the white ghost's injury has not yet Healed completely, he can't leave the white ghost alone, after all, if there is no white ghost, he might be captured by the red ghost and tortured by him, he doesn't want to owe anyone a favor, so he can't leave before the white ghost's injury is healed.

"White ghost, is your injury healed?" You Yunfeng opened his mouth, but decided to ask. He has been staying here for half a month, and his mother will definitely worry about him outside, so if his injury heals If so, he wants to go back to see his mother.

"Injured?" The white ghost was stunned for a moment, and swallowed the mung bean cake in his mouth. The fragrance of the mung bean cake was still in his mouth. The colors are the same.The white ghost didn't understand why You Yunfeng asked such a question, he just replied truthfully: "Okay, why do you ask such a question?"

"White ghost, I...I want to go back to find my mother. She is there alone, and I am very worried, so I want to go back to find her." You Yunfeng lowered his head and stared at the fallen leaves on the ground, which were still stained with sporadic The mung bean cake fell to the ground when the white ghost ate it, his eyes were melodious.

"Are you going to leave here?" The white ghost's voice was hoarse, his heart was astringent, his mouth was dry. He picked up the wine next to him and took a sip. The mellow aroma of the wine radiated in the air. A drink is so bitter, so want to get drunk.

"Yeah." You Yunfeng seemed to be choked by something in his throat, he couldn't swallow, he couldn't spit out, he didn't want to leave here, he liked this place very much, and he liked staying with the white ghost, but he had to leave, Because there are still people he cares about outside.

"Really?" The white ghost's hand trembled slightly, and a few drops of the wine in his hand spilled on his fingers and on the ground, his lips were tightly pursed and turned white.Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and said with a light smile, "Yunfeng, can I go with you?"

If he leaves, he will be a "ghost" and continue to kill people, so he wants to follow him, even if the red ghost disagrees, or that person kills him, he still wants to follow him.

You Yunfeng was stunned: "White ghost?"

He didn't expect the white ghost to go back with him, he thought he would go to the red ghost?He was surprised that the white ghost would make such a decision.

The white ghost lowered his eyes: "Is it not possible?"

At this moment, You Yunfeng looked anxious: "No, it's not... just a little surprised. Bai Gui, when Qingshuang recovers from his illness, let's go back to Anyang City to find my mother together."

"Yunfeng," the white ghost turned his head, looked at You Yunfeng's side face, and called out to him, but unexpectedly You Yunfeng turned his head suddenly, a bamboo leaf fell on the white ghost's eyes to cover his sight, and suddenly he felt the A piece of moist, hot,.

When the fallen leaves floated on the ground, Bai Gui's pale face turned red, and his lips were actually touching You Yunfeng's.

And You Yunfeng felt that his lips were sweet, the smell of mung bean cake, and there was a smell of wine. When he realized it, he, he had already kissed the white ghost. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the white ghost. A pair of dark gray eyes, a blank head.

You Yunfeng felt dizzy, and heard a thumping sound, almost rushing out of his chest, and the heartbeats of the two overlapped.

How could this be?How could this be?

He actually kissed the white ghost. Although it was an accident, nothing could change the terrible fact that he kissed the white ghost.

God, if he could do it all over again, he would definitely not do such a shameful thing.

"I'll go first." You Yunfeng looked ashamed and didn't dare to look at the white ghost. He quickly pushed the white ghost away, stood up, left a sentence, and left.

The white ghost looked at You Yunfeng's back when he left, touched his mouth, and smiled slightly: "So his lips are sweet too."