fall in love with ghosts

Because of the homework assigned by the school, Ye Jinchen and I often shuttle between the laboratory, library and self-study room these days. Affecting me, he kept a distance from me as much as possible, but I could still feel the loneliness and even jealousy in his eyes when he looked at us.

Ye Jinchen didn't know anything, so when he talked about interesting topics, he would smile at me without hesitation, and would give me high fives when we agreed, but he would still remind me half-jokingly: "Don't be wrong. What do I think, I'm straight, hehe!"

On this day, my thesis was still a part short of finishing, but it was already getting late, so Ye Jinchen suggested to finish it tomorrow.

"You can check the information tomorrow morning, and then we will meet here in the afternoon, OK?" Ye Jinchen put the books on the table into his bag and said to me with a smile.

So I also stood up from my seat and thanked him: "You have worked hard these few days, so see you tomorrow."

He Yiran followed us out of the teaching building together, and then Ye Jinchen and I separated and walked out of the school alone. I thought that He Yiran would follow behind me, but when I turned around, I found that he suddenly disappeared, and I panicked Confused, he immediately looked around for his trace. At this moment, Ye Jinchen, who had bid farewell to me, suddenly turned around and walked towards me.

"Yang Fan..." I heard him call me, so I had no choice but to respond, "Oh, Jinchen, aren't you ready to leave?"

However, he was silent for no reason, and then slowly responded: "Yang Fan, it's me..."

Seeing the light in the eyes of the man in front of me, I realized that this is not Ye Jinchen, but He Yiran!He actually possessed Ye Jinchen's body.

"Also?" I stared at him in amazement, not understanding why he would do this.

He also seemed helpless, hesitating for a while, and then mustered up the courage to hold my hand. The warmth from the hand was so real that my hand trembled slightly.

"You don't hate him, right?" He Yiran smiled, but the smile was so bitter, "I can see that you appreciate him, so you don't mind if I borrow his body ,Right?"

I was so shocked that I could hardly speak. Now I finally understand that I didn't like He Yiran wishfully. That boy, he actually liked me the same way.

He held my hand tightly, and then pulled me into his arms, holding me, the temperature on his chest made me can't help but imagine that it was He Yiran's body temperature, so warm and thick.

Tears uncontrollably blurred my vision, I leaned my head on his shoulder, and said sadly: "Don't do this, no matter what, Ye Jinchen is a straight man, it's not fair to him."

"Just for a while, let me hug you for a while." He Yiran tried his best to calm himself down, but his voice still trembled uncontrollably, "Do you know that Yang Fan, being able to really hug you like this, I've been looking forward to it for too long, it feels very real, but it's like a dream again, right..."

I can't imagine Ye Jinchen's face as He Yiran, but I clearly know that it is really He Yiran who is hugging me and saying these heart-touching words.

He didn't let me go until my tears fell down, and then raised his head slightly and kissed my forehead, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Apologize to him for me..." After saying this, I, with tears in my eyes, saw in a blur that a bright light suddenly flashed on Ye Jinchen's figure. After the fleeting brilliance passed, He Yiran left He touched his body and stood silently aside, his whole body exuded a dark gray mournful aura...

Ye Jinchen, who regained consciousness, looked around in disbelief. When he saw me standing in front of him like a wooden man, he asked in confusion, "Yang Fan, what happened just now? Haven't we already separated?"

"...I'm sorry." I haven't forgotten what He Yiran told me to do just now.

"What?" Ye Jinchen looked even more puzzled after hearing this.

"It's nothing, I'm going home, goodbye." I ignored Ye Jinchen and had no intention of explaining his doubts to Ye Jinchen. After saying goodbye to him again, I turned around and left with a sad expression.

After returning home, I sat at the desk, and He Yiran sat in the closet with our feet on the ground. Both of us were silent. The scene just happened made me feel like I was in a dream, and I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

After a long time, He Yiran opened his mouth quietly: "Yang Fan, I was too impulsive. If what I did just now made you angry, I will not do it again in the future."

His words brought me back to my mind, I stood up and walked to the closet, squatted down and stared at him: "Actually, you don't have to do this, I can feel you, and now you are the only one to me." Living, I can feel your breath, and I can feel your sorrow and joy."

My words seemed to make He Yiran's emotions fluctuate, his eyes were red again, red tears welled up quickly, I stretched out my hand to help him wipe away the tears, but my hand passed through his cheek, Unable to wipe away the tears hanging on his face.

"I really want to know how you died, was it a car accident? Ill? Or there are other reasons, I really want to know why..." When I think of this question, my heart hurts like being cut by a knife .

"No matter why, I am already dead, the reason is not important anymore, is it?"

Seeing the sadness in his eyes, I gently "stroked" his hand, and said sincerely: "Although your hand is cold, I can feel it, although I can't wipe your tears for you, but I can feel it too, all I can feel, even in my eyes, you're always breathing and your heart is beating, you understand?"

He Yiran listened quietly to every word of mine, the light in his eyes flickered from time to time, for a long time, he stared at my eyes full of comfort but obviously with a bit of sadness, and slowly revealed Smile, but comforted me: "Stop crying, just smile, Yang Fan, do you know how good-looking you are when you smile?"

Saying that, He Yiran put one hand on my cheek and rubbed it gently with his fingers. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the original coldness in his eyes was much less, replaced by warm love, and even There was a bit of pampering.

It was late at night, and while He Yiran was resting in the closet, I drew another picture on the computer. In the picture, he and I were standing face to face. He stroked the back of my head with his hand. I closed my eyes and lowered my head slightly. , let him put his lips on my forehead...

There was no class the next day, so I slept until I woke up naturally. After washing up, I walked to the dining room, and saw my mother put the breakfast on the table, then picked up the bag and prepared to go out: "Son, eat breakfast by yourself, mom wants Go to work!"

"Well, I got it, slow down on the road!" I smiled at my mother, causing her mother's love to explode, and came to me to help me straighten my messy hair, and said with a smile, "Oh my little baby , more and more handsome, eat breakfast, mom is gone."

In front of He Yiran, my mother's behavior made me feel a little embarrassed. Sure enough, as soon as she went out, He Yiran said with a look of disgust: "Tch, you are such a big person, and you are still a baby!"

"In my mother's eyes, I will never grow up." I sat at the dining table, picked up the milk and drank it, and retorted disapprovingly.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask..." He Yiran sat beside me, suddenly remembered something, and asked hesitantly, "Where's your father?"

When I mentioned that man, I felt nothing but chills: "My dad fell in love with another woman when I was very young, then abandoned my mother and me, and took that woman away. Come and see me."

"..." Such an answer obviously surprised He Yiran, he looked at me without saying a word, as if he didn't know how to comfort me.

"Hmph! Is heterosexuality necessarily right? A ruthless person is still ruthless." I have become used to it, and I didn't show sadness. I just sighed with a sneer, and then turned the topic to him, "It's also... Do you miss your family sometimes?"

He Yiran smiled with a bit of disappointment, and the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed: "I don't have any memory about them anymore, even if they stand in front of me, I can't recognize them, so why miss them?"

He paused, then continued: "Yang Fan, for me now, only you are my dearest and most reliable person... I have nothing but you!"

I stared at him intently, and suddenly felt that my liking for him gradually deepened imperceptibly, otherwise why do I want to hug him so much at this moment?

He Yiran saw that I didn't speak, just stared at him blankly, and suddenly approached me, the originally dim amber eyes were so bright at this moment, his lips were faintly ice blue, as if the brilliance of the moon was shining on him The face as white as Dongxue shone with intoxicating brilliance...

"Yang Fan, I love you..."

Hearing He Yiran's dreamlike confession, I was stunned for a moment, and forgot to respond like a wooden man. He stared at me affectionately and smiled lightly, then turned his head slightly and approached me, and put his lips close to mine. At that moment, I seemed to really feel a soft touch, which spread between my lips and teeth. I saw him close his eyes slowly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and I also closed my eyes, slowly. Feel the soft and sweet taste spreading all over the body, to the deepest corner of my heart...