Oh leak!He crawled out of hell!

After Chen Yili had finished eating, he handed over the things Fang Yuyi asked to bring to his grandfather, rubbed his sore head and went back to the room. As soon as he was lying on the soft bed, Chen Yili saw a man in a suit in the blink of an eye. Woman in black dress.

The woman was wearing a veil, with pearls shining on her black skirt, her eyes were looking straight at Chen Yili full of sorrow.

It seemed that the yin and yang eyes hadn't recovered yet. After Chen Yili blinked again, he couldn't see the woman. After calming down, Chen Yili immediately stood up and rushed out of the room.

Knowing what was in the room, Chen Yili naturally couldn't fall asleep, so he put on a black coat and pajamas and went out.

It was already midnight, Mr. Chen and Chen Yun had already fallen asleep, and the living room was empty and silent.

A feeling of vomiting came from his chest, and Chen Yili quickly ran to the toilet again.

Gu Nianzi stood beside Chen Yili and followed him into the toilet. Seeing Chen Yili vomit, his face turned red. He didn't say that his heartache was fake.

When he poured Mengpo soup into Chen Yili's mouth, he didn't expect Chen Yili to be so resistant. Every time he saw this man vomit to death, Gu Nianzi felt that he was getting retribution.

Putting his hand on Chen Yili's back, Gu Nianzi patted it lightly.

Chen Yili, who was still vomiting violently, felt a burst of coldness coming from his back, and stood in place with his back straightened.

"Who is it?" He asked in a deep voice, beating a small drum in his heart.

Gu Nianzi's hand left Chen Yili's back in an instant, only then realized that Chen Yili's jacket and pajamas were both pitifully thin.

Chen Yili hadn't felt anything weird for a long time, and then he took out two tissues and wiped his mouth and stood up from the ground. When he stood up, he felt his eyes were dazed, his mind was dizzy, and his body was weightless and he fell backwards.

The expected pain did not come, and Chen Yili only felt that his body was suspended in the air as if he was being hugged.

Gu Nianzi hugged Chen Yili and lowered his head, pressing his forehead against Chen Yili's.

Sensing that Chen Yili's forehead was hot, Gu Nianzi quickly carried him out of the toilet, only to see the woman in a black dress sitting gracefully on the sofa in the living room.

"How long are you going to pester him?" Gu Nianzi asked with a cold tone and very cold eyes.

The woman looked up at Gu Nianzi with a smile and said nothing.He squinted at Chen Yili again and disappeared.

Gu Nianzi frowned, then quickly carried Chen Yili back to the room.

Chen Yili was breathing very fast, his mind was in a daze and pain, like a fish jumping on the beach.

Gu Nianzi put his cold hand on Chen Yili's forehead, sighed, then turned around and walked into the bathroom to get a basin of ice water.

After taking off Chen Yili's body, he took a towel and dipped some water in it for others to wipe, so as to cool down Chen Yili's temperature.

Fever is very common in Chen Yili's body. Chen Yili has been used to it since he was a child, and he has been constantly walking around him with a towel.

Gu Nianzi looked at the naked man under him, quickly wiped him down, then lifted the quilt to cover Chen Yili.

"who are you?"

Chen Yili opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the person sitting at the head of his bed.

Dressed in white, with black hair shawl.

Chen Yili was almost affected by the horror movie and fainted from fright.

Thanks to that person's turned face, it was born like a crown jade, as warm as the wind, with a fairy air.

"I am..." Gu Nianzi supported his head and thought for a while, but he couldn't find any good identity, so he said, "I am what you think I am."

"Okay." Let's just treat you as an idiot.

Chen Yili smiled, turned his head and fell asleep.

Xu knew Chen Yili too well, Gu Nianzi knew that he had been scolded when he saw Chen Yili's smile.

He didn't care, and sat beside Chen Yili's bed with his head propped up.

Chen Yili's surroundings had been driven away by him, but the woman in the black dress couldn't be driven away.

With such a deep obsession with Chen Yili, the two must have something to do with each other.

When Chen Yili woke up, he felt as if his bones were about to fall apart. Lying on the bed, he even began to imagine what he would look like when he died.

Recently, I have been suffering from minor illnesses, and serious illnesses are not far away.If he can't make it through, then he can only admit that he is dead and go to the underworld to reincarnate earlier.

Turning over the quilt, Chen Yili widened his eyes and lay back on the bed straight after realizing that he was completely naked.

He had already remembered the ghost from last night!

In white clothes!Still looks good!

But what does it matter to me?

Soon Chen Yili woke up, put on his clothes and got off the bed, feeling dizzy just as he stood on the ground.

After standing for a while, he waited for the dizziness to disappear before going to wash.

It was noon now, and the warm sun rising amidst the white snow was particularly dazzling. Chen Yili was lying softly on the wooden table outside the house.

After checking his own pulse, he had already realized how weak he was.

A ray of sunlight hit his fair face, showing a few traces of sickness.

"God, I want to go to Wumin Mountain."

The three of them looked at Bai Lin in the distant mountains in silence. Mr. Chen was smoking a pipe that gave off a strong smell of tobacco.

Hearing Chen Yili's words, the two gray-haired old men turned their heads to look at Chen Yili.

"You want to die early?" Chen Yun snorted coldly, with a very unhappy tone.

Old man Chen didn't speak, but looked at Chen Yili with cold eyes, as if he was going to give him a fat beating as long as Chen Yili continued to speak.

Chen Yili buried his head in his arms and stopped looking into the eyes of the two old men. "forget it."

Then the three of them fell silent again, and Chen Yili fell asleep again amidst the silence.

Mr. Chen reached out and touched Chen Yili's head, "This silly boy doesn't know what he's thinking all day long."

Chen Yun looked sideways at Chen Yili, and smiled helplessly, "Who knows, it's pretty good that his father can be calm on the surface with such little news."

"But who can go in and come out of Wumin Mountain alive." Mr. Chen sighed heavily, white smoke drifted out of his mouth and dissipated under the sunlight.

Chen Fenghao walked into Mr. Chen's small courtyard while stepping on the white snow on the ground, humming a ditty, and greeted him warmly before he got close.

"Grandpa Chen Yun, hello Grandpa Chen."

The two old men smiled and nodded to him.

His voice was very puzzled, and Chen Yili was awakened quickly, rubbing his eyes and getting up from the table.

"When did you install a loudspeaker for your voice?"

After waking up Chen Yili, Chen Fenghao smiled heartlessly.

"What time is this, are you still sleeping? I've gone shopping and come back."

Chen Yili rolled his eyes and continued to lie back on the table boneless, like a lazy cat.

"Grandpa, do you know that the daughter of the old Yu family in Yu's village is getting married?" Chen Fenghao walked up to Chen Yili, found a chair and sat down.

Mr. Chen took a puff of cigarette and sighed, "I know, I will ask Chen Yili to help tomorrow."

"Every time I go to a bunch of banquets on holidays, the money I pay makes my brain hurt like hell." Chen Yun felt particularly distressed about his wallet.

Chen Fenghao laughed.

"Grandpa Chen Yun, you get a lot of money every time you are invited to teach others. Don't cry poorly in front of us two college students."

Chen Yun snorted and narrowed his eyes, "Speaking of how to do it, the teacher who nicknamed Yili seems to be bewitched recently. Would you like to accompany me this afternoon?"

Chen Yili straightened up from the table, "You mean Teacher Chen Hui? What's wrong with him?"

"I'm not sure yet." Chen Yun picked up a cup of tea and took a leisurely sip.

The snow in the afternoon melted a little, and Chen Yili could splash water stains when he stepped on it, so he walked very carefully while supporting Chen Yun.

Chen Fenghao followed behind the two with a bunch of talisman papers in his arms, staggered accidentally and nearly slipped and fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Chen Yili turned around and asked.

Chen Fenghao shook his head in wonder, "Why is there something sticking up here?"

Where he fell, there was a plank vertically embedded in the snow. This plank was very rotten, and it was broken by Chen Fenghao's kick just now.

Chen Yili took a look, "Someone must have dropped something while carrying it."

Chen Yun knelt down and looked at it, "Why do I feel that this is the plank of a coffin?"

"How can an ordinary board be seen as a coffin board?" Chen Fenghao disagreed with Chen Yun's words.

"Forget it, this is not important. Let's go to Chen Hui's house to have a look." Chen Yun didn't care too much, stood up from the ground and continued to walk forward.

Not far from them, the board suddenly turned into dark red smoke and disappeared in the snow.

When he came to Chen Hui's house, Chen Yili saw that the yard was covered with scraps of paper. He picked up a piece of paper and saw that it was marked with a red pen. This should be a student's homework.

Chen Hui is a primary school mathematics teacher who teaches at Yunling Primary School in the town.Now at the age of 35 and not yet married, he is a villager who urges marriage from the beginning to the end.

In Chen Yili's impression, this teacher is humorous, responsible for teaching, and a pretty good person.

"Yili, I found your name on it." Chen Fenghao quietly walked to Chen Yili with a torn piece of paper, and unfolded it for him to see.

The name column above is indeed Chen Yili's name, and the words are written crookedly, with very strong strokes, and there is a feeling that the name must be written beautifully.

Chen Yili recognized that this was his handwriting in the second grade of primary school.

He was weak and sick when he was a child, and he couldn't write his own name when he was in the second grade of elementary school. Chen Yili couldn't remember what his mentality was like at that time.

But he remembered that Chen Hui taught him to write his name stroke by stroke. At that time, he buried his head in tears and wrote it, and Chen Hui comforted him while teaching.

Maybe it was because he couldn't write it hundreds of times, but Chen Yili skipped class in anger that afternoon.He was not angry with Chen Hui, but angry with himself.