fall in love with ghosts

Recently, the department set up a coursework requirement of "thesis research with junior students and senior partners". Each student must find a senior student to complete a paper together. I don't know any seniors. Qin Zimeng snatched Ye Jinchen over, but Ye Jinchen readily agreed and said with a smile that it must be interesting to work with me, so I made an appointment with him to study the project together.

After the morning class, He Yiran followed my ass and walked out of the teaching building, and said in a sour tone: "Hey, you look very happy to be able to work with that handsome senior !"

"I'm happy because I can partner with someone with good grades. What does it have to do with his appearance?" I answered him disapprovingly, then put the hood of my coat on my head and walked forward.

"Stop pretending! You clearly have a crush on that Ye Jinchen." I don't know where He Yiran's baseless judgment came from. Did he think that being a handsome guy can fascinate me?

I stopped and looked back at him, but I stopped refuting and deliberately asked with a playful smile, "Are you jealous?"

He Yiran's expression froze, and just as he was about to say something, Qin Zimeng's resentful voice sounded behind him: "Hey! Yang Fan! Why are you always walking alone these days and ignoring me?"

As she walked up to me while talking, she suddenly remembered something, and said with a mean and wretched smile: "Oh, I remembered, you old man is so lonely, isn't there a beautiful man beside you?" Ghost, oh no, the beautiful man has been with you all the time, so why don't you just abandon me?"

Qin Zimeng's words provoked He Yiran to raise his chin in disdain, so I could only laugh along with embarrassment, and coaxed the displeased girl in front of me like a concubine who had fallen out of favor: "Whoever abandons you doesn't care, I'm always on call!"

"That's good, there is no class this afternoon, let's invite a few friends to go to karaoke together!"

"K song?" I thought about it, and suddenly thought it was a good idea, so I asked He Yiran, "Do you like singing?"

"Singing?" He Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "It's okay, but it's impossible for me to sing anymore."

"It's okay, I have a solution." I smiled at He Yiran, then turned to Qin Zimeng and said, "Don't call anyone else, just the three of us, just to show you what soul possession is."

After I finished speaking, I walked out of the campus on my own. Qin Zimeng asked knowingly behind me: "There are obviously two people, but where did three people come from? You have to follow them to the KTV? I hate it, I hate it!"

In the private room of the KTV, Qin Zimeng and I howled with each other, He Yiran just sat in the corner and listened quietly, when Qin Zimeng was singing happily , He Yiran sat beside me and smiled at me, seeming to think that the girl in front of me was quite lively and lovely.

"Zimeng, do you want to hear He Yiran sing?" I pulled Qin Zimeng to sit on the sofa and asked impatiently.

"Of course I want to hear it!"

So I generously let He Yiran attach to me, but he seemed a bit worried: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to do such a thing lightly."

I understand that He Yiran is afraid that this will hurt my body. In order to comfort him, I smiled at Qin Zimeng, then put a hand in He Yiran's ear and said softly: "Actually, every time you possess me , I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, I felt that the moment of being possessed was simply wonderful.”

"What does it feel like?" He Yiran looked at me in surprise.

I don't know how to describe that wonderful feeling, it's a kind of soul-to-soul connection, it's hard to express in words: "It's just...it feels good, like I'm about to ascend to heaven."

"Are you sure?" Listening to what I said, He Yiran didn't seem to reject the matter of possession anymore.

At this time, Qin Zimeng was a little impatient, and urged from the side: "Hurry up, you guys, what are you talking about?"

Just when I was about to respond to Qin Zimeng, I felt that He Yiran's soul had entered my body, so I lost consciousness again...

It was a long time later that I realized what He Yiran and Qin Zimeng talked about in that private room during the time when I was unconscious——

"Yang Fan! Yang Fan, I'm talking to you, don't ignore me!" Qin Zimeng grabbed my arm and kept shaking it. He Yiran looked at her with his usual cold eyes, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I What is it?"

Qin Zimeng immediately let go of her hand, swallowed a little nervously, stared into my eyes and said, "Yang Fan, is it really you? Are you really possessed by a ghost? Don't play tricks on me." !"

"I am He Yiran." He Yiran answered her again, emphasizing the word "yes" a little bit, his eyes flickered in a daze, "Zimeng, I know you are Yang Fan's best friend, so I always want to Chatting with you, but there is always no chance. If Yang Fan hadn’t lent me his body again today, I’m afraid I still wouldn’t have the chance. In fact, I don’t want to be attached to his body. What a bad influence."

Hearing these words, the tone and eyes were very different from the usual Yang Fan, Qin Zimeng believed that the familiar face in front of him had really changed.

"I heard from Yang Fan that you stayed by his side to avoid the messenger of hell." Qin Zimeng's expression also became a little dignified. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Are you going to stay by his side?" how long?"

"I don't know either. It's a day if I can hide for a day."

"But I'm very worried. I'm worried that if you get along for a long time, he will develop feelings for you. You must know that with Yang Fan's personality, once he decides on someone, he will never look back..."

Before Qin Zimeng finished speaking, He Yiran interrupted her: "Then what if it was me? What if I had feelings for him first?"

"What?" Qin Zimeng stared at the boy in front of him in amazement, "You mean, do you already like Yang Fan?"

He Yiran lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under the reflection of the light: "Yes, Yang Fan is a warm and kind-hearted boy who is neither hypocritical nor pretentious, sincere and caring. Who can refuse such a boy? Woolen cloth?"

As he said that, he suddenly raised his head to look directly at Qin Zimeng, and asked in a calm tone: "Actually, I can see that your feelings for him may not be entirely friendship, but because you know his orientation very well, so you only You can be friends with him, right?"

"..." Qin Zimeng was stunned by He Yiran's straightforward words, she never thought that this boy could see through others so easily.

"Although I know very well that I am no longer qualified to love, because I am already a dead person, but... Maybe you can't understand that the human body is just a shell, but the soul can still love, understand love, and fall into love... "

"But..." Qin Zimeng felt more and more uneasy the more she listened, because she had realized everything from He Yiran's eyes at the moment, "This is unrealistic, even if you can still stay by Yang Fan's side, I don't know where One day, Yin and Yang will still be separated!"

He Yiran was silent, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes: "Yeah, maybe... I should leave him, I shouldn't come back..."

The atmosphere gradually became heavy, and the two fell silent until He Yiran left my body.

As soon as my mind recovered, I impatiently asked Qin Zimeng: "How is it? What song did He Yiran sing?"

Qin Zimeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and laughed at me: "He Yiran said that listening to your singing just now was too ugly, and he didn't want to embarrass others with your broken voice!"

"What?" I angrily turned my head to look at He Yiran beside me.

But he was smiling, and the eyes that were originally slack and lifeless were now shimmering...

When we came out of the KTV, night had already fallen on the city. After we sent Qin Zimeng home, we walked back together. The neon lights on both sides of the street were shining brightly, and He Yiran's figure was shrouded in a dense halo , making him look even more empty.

"Follow up!" There were few pedestrians on the road at the moment, so I turned around and said to He Yiran who was following behind me but was getting slower and slower, "You are so slow, the distance between us is more than ten meters."

After hearing this, He Yiran walked up to me silently, and I realized that there was something wrong with his expression, as if he had been thinking for a long time, he suddenly said, "Yang Fan...I don't want to leave without saying goodbye, I...let's leave."

I was taken aback by his sudden words, and my heart sank: "What did you say? Leave? Where are you going?"

"I don't know, there must be a place to go, at worst, he will be taken away by the messenger of the underworld..." He Yiran's eyes began to turn red again, and there was deep despair in the hollow.

"What are you talking about! No! You must not go!" I began to panic and became emotional uncontrollably, "You are not allowed to go anywhere! You can only stay by my side, without my permission, you You can't go out of the range of ten meters away from me, this is the only request I have for you!"

"Yang Fan..." He Yiran's eyes gradually turned red. He stared at me for a long time. He seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say it. He grabbed his arm, but missed it.

"You see, you can't catch me, even if I keep a distance of ten meters from you, even if I stand in front of you, so what?" He Yiran said helplessly and sadly, so that I only felt my heart It hurts a lot.

"I don't care that much, as long as you stay by my side, even if the messenger of the underworld really comes to catch you, I will stand in front of you and prevent him from taking you away..." I said desperately, anxiously Tears rolled in my eyes, for fear that he really decided to leave me just like that.

I saw a look of heartache in He Yiran's eyes, he lowered his head silently, and suddenly stretched out a hand and put it on the back of my hand, as if my hand was gently held by him. This time, I seemed to understand more deeply than the last time he hugged me, I seemed to gradually feel his touch, it was just so cold and lifeless, but it filled my heart with warmth...

"Let's talk about it when we go back. Passers-by think you are crazy, and you keep talking to yourself." He Yiran still held my hand, and a gentle smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"If you leave me, I will really go crazy..."

It wasn't until this moment that I realized that I couldn't help falling in love with this soul who had no body and no body temperature, but in my eyes, he was a living boy. Unknowingly, my heart beats for him.