Be the white moonlight in the school gossip

Realizing that He Yanhan planned to keep him in this space forever, he was a little anxious.

There are no upside-down school belles, no headless corpses, no external dangers, no three other diabolical roommates, and of course, no freedom.If you have to say it, it is like a large tomb.

He couldn't open the door of the dormitory.He Yanhan walked towards him, and led him to sit in the ruins while he was dawdling.

The thick black air piled up the dead bones, forming a spacious sofa-like support, and He Yanhan sat on it, and it didn't matter whose bones were in the pile under him, there might be some of his own.

Yan Qing refused to sit down, he slightly resisted, and stopped.

He Yanhan asked with his eyes, he is in a good mood now, not like in the original dormitory where he wanted to eat his horrible words.

He didn't know where to put his hands and feet lightly. This space made him feel depressed, which caused him anxiety.

"Is it possible that you can't even get takeaway here?" Yan Qing asked without beginning or end.

He Yanhan's eyes didn't move away from him for a moment, he could see the uneasiness in his words.

So he just said, "Don't be afraid."

Yan Qing: "Then the takeaway will never arrive, alas."

But even if it was delivered, he would not dare to eat it.

The night is long, it seems that there is no hope of dawn, and Yan Qing has lost the concept of time. Maybe he can count the heartbeat and watch it for hours, but he has no patience. If he can't count a few times, he will desert and give up.

"How long do I have to stay here." He asked patiently.He couldn't directly ask if he would let him go, because he was afraid that he would deny it.

To be more tactful, to give both parties a step down, maybe He Yanhan will be kind enough to leave him overnight.

However, looking at the way He Yanhan hugged him a few times before and did not let go, maybe he would just become a beast.

Sure enough, there was no warmth in He Yanhan's eyes, but he was gentle and frightening: "Wouldn't it be better to stay with me all the time?"

Yan lightly had a headache: "I will starve to death."

"No." He Yanhan said softly, "If you stay here, you won't be hungry, sick, or die."

Yan Qing: "But I want to go."

The gentleness on He Yanhan's face disappeared all of a sudden, and he was quite stressed when he was expressionless.

Soft-spoken, like a bosom street clerk, comforting the empty-nest elderly: "Look, it's dark here, and there are no friends to talk to, and you can't even get takeaway, and you can't enjoy anything. Don't you feel bored outside? There are also air-conditioned TVs, WiFi mobile phones, and many things can be done.”

"Even if you are a ghost, don't stay in the dormitory all day, you can go out more and chat with other ghosts, and make more good friends."

So let's go out together.

He Yanhan listened patiently to what he said, and said in a gentle voice: "There are also many things to do here."

Yan Qing still looked easy to talk: "The two of us can't even make a table of mahjong."

He Yanhan smiled softly, his eyes shimmering: "Yes."

"I can hold you." He whispered, like chanting, "Kiss you, bite your ear tip, chin, and many other places. I can also watch you cry and tremble pitifully where I am."

He spoke one word at a time, speaking extremely slowly, and it was more straightforward desire/desire than flirting.

Yan Qing thought that this day would not be able to continue the conversation.

However, he felt that he was too careless at that time, so he tied up with He Yanhan, and he could only blame himself.And speaking of it, He Yanhan was implicated by him, if he hadn't talked nonsense, he wouldn't have admitted this "marriage" with his head, otherwise, the two of them are separated by yin and yang, why does He Yanhan like him?

And he can't beat him.Yan Qing is very sensible, he has never lost his temper with He Yanhan, if he were to change to the other three roommates, he would beat someone up.

He Yanhan comforted him, let him sit on his lap, and kissed him.The back of Yan Qing's head was held by hands with protruding knuckles, soft black hair flowed out from between his fingers, he closed his eyes, as if he didn't dare to look at anything, his long and curled eyelashes trembled, his mouth was already numb, But the ghost still seems to be enjoying it, absorbing the sweetness bit by bit.

In a trance, Yan Qing even felt that the ghost without a heartbeat was breathing because of the kiss.

Yan Qing was strangled by him, pressed tightly together, and sat on his lap with his legs folded back. This posture was comfortable but dangerous for him, because once He Yanhan lifted his clothes, he would just Able to sit, but unable to jump up.

The long silence made Yan Qing think that several days had passed, but 0126 said it was not that long.His anxiety is still there, a kind of powerless helplessness. When He Yanhan hugs him and kisses him, this anxiety will disappear, but once he breaks away from the addiction and re-acquaints with the environment, he will feel worried again.

He tentatively asked, "Do you still want to be resurrected?" He Yanhan smiled and kissed the tip of his nose, saying that he didn't want to.

It is no longer necessary, why bother?

Getting along for a long time can increase the sense of familiarity, for example, now Yan Qing is no longer afraid of He Yanhan.

Sometimes I can even scold him when I feel uncomfortable being kissed.

He Yanhan was very patient with him, taking whatever he wanted, what he said was nothing but going out and not being allowed to hug him.

The ghost doesn't need to sleep, but Yan Qing's energy is limited, he needs to rest, so his bed returns to its original appearance.

But when he tremblingly climbed up, He Yanhan also followed, and he knew that He Yanhan also slept here last time.

Yan Qing blocked the stairs, not letting him go up.He had a good reason: "Although this used to be your bed, but now there are my quilt and pillow here, and the accommodation fee I paid, you are not allowed to come up."

He Yanhan also had his own reasons: "I helped you rebuild."

Yan Qing refused to give an inch, and began to speak ill of himself: "I am very narrow-minded, immoral, and impolite."

0126: "Hey, that's right."

Yan Qing turned his head: "My lord speaks, why does the system intervene?"

"That's why I don't care about humanity." He wanted to look a little more ruthless, like a domineering president of Tianliang Wangpo. "Did you help me rebuild it? Why didn't I see it?" He looked to the left look right.

I have a lot of shortcomings, so don't like me.

He has already mentioned himself to this point, if He Yanhan still can't understand, then he is just showing his head.

However, He Yanhan just chuckled, took a step forward, and retreated lightly.

Yan Qing's blocking ability is limited, He Yanhan opened his arms to him, and could easily lead him onto the bed.He used his arms to support Yan Qing's back to prevent him from being knocked, Yan Qing didn't get hurt at all.

Yan Qing sighed for a long time, looking resentful: "Why don't you let me go."

He Yanhan let him lie flat, with one arm on his pillow, the other hand across Yan Qing's waist, and he hugged him familiarly.

"I let you, not because I'm reasonable and have a sense of morality." He Yanhan kissed the top of his head, "It's because I like you."

Yan Qing kept looking at the ceiling, there was nothing, it was scorched black.If he closes his eyes, he will even forget that this is a charred ruin.

If no one else can be found in the real world, he is indeed dead. In other words, as long as the system has not judged, he can stay in this place until the end of the plot.

"No." 0126 poked his probe, "Humans and ghosts are different, and He Yanhan is a naturally formed evil. Even if he controls it himself, it will more or less affect the living."

"It's okay now, but once you stay with him for a long time, you will lose your mind—that is, your San value will go crazy, and you will eventually become a living dead without independent thinking. The system will judge that your mission has failed."

Yan Wei nodded slightly: "I know, I must go out."

He Yanhan could see that Yan Qing was getting more and more anxious. When the two of them were reading, he couldn't see anything. He wandered aimlessly in the dormitory. Sometimes he would turn on the radio, hoping to hear some news about the living world, but He has been unsuccessful all the time, and sometimes he was lucky enough to find a music station, and he only played those few old songs, and he listened attentively.

He Yanhan left the dormitory briefly.Yan Qingbing began to look for exits in various places.

He imagined this place as a container, since there is a place to come in, it can definitely go out, but the container has a lid, where is the lid?

"Maybe I can ask other people..." Yan Qing looked at the wall, since He Yanhan left, there had been a few shrinking shadows there.

"Do you know how to leave?" He asked very politely.

In fact, he didn't hold out much hope.

The two shadows made mocking gestures, specifically manifested in the fact that the man wielding the knife kept swinging the dagger at him, and the man whose neck had been cut in half wiped his neck, his head fell to the ground, and both parts trembled with laughter.

A shadow was as quiet as a chicken, choking his own neck silently, as if his lifelong wish was to choke himself to death.

Yan Qing sighed, letting his impatience drop a little.He rummaged through everything on the table, and since it was useless except for the radio, he started rummaging through the drawers.

The lock of the drawer was burned and melted, and there was a big hole in the bottom, which was half leaked. He could only find a few broken pages from inside.

Shake the ashes, and you can stack a few stars.

"I want to see if it's okay to bang my head against the glass," he said deeply.

0126 advised him: "The head is more important, don't be stupid."

Yan Qing was actually just joking, he just got nothing and got a little angry.

However, when he turned around, his eyes suddenly froze, looking at one of the shadows.

The person who was pinching his neck seemed to raise his index finger slightly, pointing in a certain direction.

Yan Qing looked in his direction, and saw the cabinet embedded in the wall where she went to bed.

He suddenly thought, if his area was restored by He Yanhan, would the Buddha statue in the cabinet also be there...

He Yanhan has been staring at it for the past few days, but he has never opened it.

Thinking of this possibility, he felt himself getting nervous and his heart beating wildly.He rushed to his bed as fast as he could, and when he opened it, he saw those loving eyes in the darkness.

Yan Qing knew that he didn't find the lid of the container, but he found a gap in the container.

Thinking of He Yanhan, he felt a little soft-hearted, and left without saying a word, or he might as well leave a message.

He didn't have a pen, but there were charcoal dust all over the place. He randomly found a piece of charcoal, and crookedly wrote on the page he just found: Whoever comes to me is a pig.

0126: "You might as well not write it if you wrote it, but it fits the persona of a dead cannon fodder. You finally did what a dead cannon fodder should do. I am very satisfied."

Yan Qing ignored him, slapped the paper on the table, and got back on the bed.

He didn't know what to do, but his intuition kept guiding him, he got in, and was in the same space as the Buddha statue, and put his hand on it.

The eyes of the Buddha statue seemed to flicker.

Yan Qing has never been so nervous, he feels like he is racing against time, He Yanhan may come back at any time, he seems to feel that the visible shadow within the realization range is agitated.

The moment the pine wood cabinet door closed, Yan Qing clearly heard footsteps.

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