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So real.

Bai Mianyang closed his eyes tightly, and the man's voice rang in his ears, which completely matched the tone of Wuming's tone when he talked to him in the game.But there was a slight difference, the man in front of him seemed to be more relaxed and comfortable, his words were a little frivolous, as if teasing him like a pet.

The more frightened he is, the more this "ghost" enjoys it.

The breath around his ears stopped at his neck and did not leave. He struggled with his hands and feet, his wrists were imprisoned, and he barely bent one leg, and the inside of his knee was immediately blocked by an invisible thing to prevent him from struggling.

Bai Mianyang really felt that someone was pressing on him.

"You, you let me go..."

He squeezed out a word from his lips, and the trembling tone made the other person feel happy, and the deep laugh made his ears itchy and cold.

"Afraid of me? Why are you so afraid of me?"

Bai Mianyang wanted to cry but had no tears, the tears welled up in his eyes, and he murmured back: "Who is not afraid of ghosts..."

"You're a ghost, aren't you?"

The other party laughed again, regardless of his identity as a ghost, the laughter was actually quite nice, even Bai Mianyang, who had no tendency to control voices, could hear it quite engrossed.

His throat tightened: "Why do you follow me? I didn't do anything harmful, nor did I harm you."

The chill brushed over his forehead, nose, stopped to rub against his lips, it was the other's hand.

The ghost is touching himself.

Bai Mianyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the air in front of him: "What are you going to do to me? If you want to eat it, why haven't I eaten it for so long..."

The ghost smiled lowly, and slid his cold index finger against Bai Mianyang's cheek a few times: "You are so cute."

Bai Mianyang: "..."

It would be understandable if someone praised him for being cute, but hearing a ghost say that is no different from "you are so delicious".

He felt the cold fingertips on his pulse on the side of his neck, and the ghost sighed, "It's very warm."

The pulse in the neck was beating rapidly, Bai Mianyang closed his eyes, and there was moist water in his eye sockets.

Wanting to eat but not eating is no different from frying the prey in a frying pan over low heat repeatedly.

"You, you are kidding me..."

The ghost laughed sullenly: "It's okay to be slow, but at least I'm not so stupid that I can't be saved."

Bai Mianyang asked in a trembling voice: "You don't eat me, you just tease me, and you still leave that kind of mark on my body," he said so much that he wanted to cry, "What are you going to do to me?"

As soon as the words fell, the familiar feeling of licking appeared again.

Bai Mianyang clenched his teeth, and said intermittently: "Don't, don't—"

Seeing Bai Mianyang being bullied to the point of tears, the ghost above stopped suddenly, and slid his cold fingertips against the corners of his eyes: "Are you really so scared?"

Bai Mianyang's hands were pressed above his head, and one leg was bent.He kept struggling but couldn't move, and all he could see was the empty air.

If an outsider breaks in and sees Bai Mianyang's posture, he will only feel it is very strange.

The cold touch did not continue along the neck, and Bai Mianyang's unrequited eyes seemed to be touched by the ghost.

The ghost said, "Do you want to see me?"

Bai Mianyang didn't say a word.

Until there was a sudden pain in the neck, the place where he was injured in the game last time had a small hole in reality this time, the soft and cold touch stopped on it, and the feeling of blood flowing backwards.

Bai Mianyang closed his eyes, did he really die this time after being sucked by a ghost?

The touch on the wrist gradually became real from the void, and Bai Mianyang even felt that the air in front of him was thinning, and the strong and real sense of oppression forced him to open his eyes again.

There is a dark shadow in front of him, a very real person, not a black mist that can't be seen or touched.

Bai Mianyang's throat was raised to his mouth all of a sudden, and he couldn't make a sound.

The ghost said, "Where is the light switch?"

Bai Mianyang didn't know how to answer. He saw the shadow in front of him raised his hand, and the lights in the room turned on.

Bai Mianyang just rented a new house, and he hasn't had time to pack his luggage. The box is placed in the corner of the living room, and there is a holographic game device next to it.

The living room is relatively small and connected to the bedroom. The light in the bedroom was broken, and the landlord didn't have time to find someone to fix it. The light from outside the living room shone into the bedroom.

It illuminates the ghost that half imprisoned Bai Mianyang.

Said that the other party was a ghost, but he didn't look like a ghost. Bai Mianyang could see the other party clearly, holding his breath in his throat, and didn't react for a long time.

The man in front of him had long, pure black hair hanging down to the ground, a luxurious black gown with a loose open collar, long brows and deep eyes, light blue left pupil and light gold right pupil.Just by looking at his eyebrows and eyes, he thought this ghost was a classic and cold ghost, but with the arc of his mouth, he smiled frivolously and casually.

Seeing that Bai Mianyang didn't blink, and the ghost's smile became heavier, and his thumb was stuck on the bleeding bite, Bai Mianyang immediately shivered.

"you--"

Could this be a vampire?

Aren't vampires Western?What is the name of the eastern vampire?Bai Mianyang vaguely thought, it seems to be called a zombie.

Is the zombie as luxurious and classic as the man in front of him?

The other party doesn't even look like a ghost. If all ghosts look like this, the underworld will be messed up

"Your expression," the man's voice stopped, "is like telling me to eat you."

The ghost said this meaningfully, Bai Mianyang looked horrified, the slender wrist was easily held by the other party, the pale strange-colored eyes looked at his face playfully, and licked the small bleeding hole on his neck just now. Licking, as if reminiscing.

Bai Mianyang screamed in his heart to struggle and reject the other party's actions, but in fact he could only watch helplessly as the "ghost" sniffed him lightly on his neck like it was food.

"You are so cute, Bai Mianyang."

The ghost called out Bai Mianyang's name, and he pursed his lips and remained silent until the strength of his wrist gradually increased, and Bai Mianyang felt a little painful from the ghost's pinch, then he said, "Wu, Wuming, please be gentle."

The ghost raised his long eyebrows, slightly lowered his shoulders, a long black hair fell on Bai Mianyang's cheeks, and the faint sandalwood fragrance floated on his face, carrying a hint of coolness, not as cold and cool as in the state of black mist. It must be very comfortable to stick to the body in a sultry climate.

Bai Mianyang was ashamed of his weird and inappropriate thoughts, Wuming put his fingertips on the corner of his lips: "What are you thinking about."

Bai Mianyang's face was reddish, and he heard the ghost say, "Call me Mu Chen."

Bai Mianyang was stunned for a moment, and slightly pressed down on his neck, only to realize that the ghost was named Wuming.

"Mu Chen..."

Mu Chen showed a satisfied smile, and Bai Mianyang stared blankly, unable to understand the other party's intentions and character.

In the game, Wuming is aloof. Mu Chen looks similar to Wuming, but he is not like the one he met in the game.

Why did Mu Chen want to leave marks on him like that, why did Mu Chen want to suck his blood.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and his vision gradually became dizzy when he watched Mu Chen.

Mu Chen pinched Bai Mianyang's slender chin, closed his eyes in a half-drowned state, and didn't call Bai Mianyang up too much to continue tormenting.

He didn't want to get rid of the funny lamb so quickly, he enjoyed seeing Bai Mianyang's expression whether it was joy or fright, but it didn't mean that Bai Mianyang, who was getting depressed and didn't even dare to communicate with him, was what he wanted to see arrived.

After Mu Chen left, Bai Mianyang didn't have any nightmares, this time he slept surprisingly deeply.

When I woke up, my mind was extraordinarily clear, and I didn't regard what happened last night as a dream.

In the past, every time he changed houses to rent, Bai Mianyang always needed half a month to adapt to the new environment before he could fall asleep peacefully, but he slept for so long last night in such a state of fear.

Bai Mianyang was silent when he thought of Mu Chen, that ghost with a classic appearance and a pair of different-colored eyes.

Except for the wound licked by Mu Chen, there were no new bruises on his body.The old traces haven't faded yet, it really looks like some kind of mark that Mu Chen made on him.

Bai Mianyang went downstairs to buy a breakfast. When he came back, he saw the previous landlord's WeChat. He probably didn't expect him to move so fast.

Bai Mianyang sighed at the suitcase in the corner, if there was no accident, he would not move out immediately.It's a pity that he can't stay in one place for too long. He thought that he would be fine after staying for more than half a year this time, but he didn't expect that he would still implicate the people around him.

After asking how Qi Feng was recovering, Bai Mianyang felt relieved when he saw Qi Feng laughing heartlessly in his circle of friends.

Although Qi Feng is still sick, he looks very energetic today.

Bai Mianyang tidied up the new rented house again, and only had time to take a breather from the busy morning to noon.He looked at the coffee table in the living room, paused, and silently took out all the incense candles and paper money that had been put in the cabinet.

After lighting the incense candles and placing them on the coffee table, and burning several stacks of paper money one after another, Bai Mianyang hoped to send away Mu Chen who was pestering him.

The broadcast started as usual at [-] o'clock in the evening, and Wuming was not online. Bai Mianyang breathed a sigh of relief, and participated in a battle with the gang.

Xiaoxiaoyu fell in the voice room and asked him why he didn't want to do a world-class adventure, Bai Mianyang had no choice but to use Wuming's absence as an excuse to shirk.

The other party is a ghost, how dare he finish the adventure with the other party?

After the guild activities ended at ten o'clock, Bai Mianyang entered the Taohuayuan. He was surprised to find that the Taohuayuan had changed a lot. I can't say exactly what changed. Maybe the air smelled fresher, the fragrance of flowers floating around, and the sound of water became more pleasant.

There was no one here, but the familiar feeling of being secretly watched came again.

Bai Mianyang walked outside the clean wooden house, the vines had grown along his newly erected fence again, the house was clean and dust-free, a deserted place.

He turned his head again and looked up at the black cloud above his head outside the window, which gradually melted into a cloud of black mist.

Bai Mianyang turned pale, and ran out of the house.

But he couldn't run out of the black mist winding up, and the growing grasses crazily wrapped around his ankles, and the vegetation below him formed a huge flowerbed with vines dotted with countless small flowers.

His whole body was locked in the center of the flower bed by flower vines, like a sacrifice about to be sacrificed.

The black mist gradually dissipated around him, and the satin-haired black man lay on his side with one arm bent, staring at Bai Mianyang's rapidly rising and falling chest, and sighed, "Where can he go?"

"This place is as big as the sky and the earth, every mountain and river, as small as a leaf and a flower, all of them are me."

"It's all about me, where can you go."