Reincarnated as the spirit behind the male god

It was like having a nightmare from which it was difficult to wake up. When Lu Wei opened his eyes, there were still two rows of tear stains on his face.

Looking around, the surrounding scene is very familiar, the gray bed sheets just changed under the body, the beautiful sheep on the wardrobe opposite looked straight at it, and smiled a little bit.

Lu Wei was stunned for a long time before realizing that this is Yan Jinyang's room.

He scrambled and climbed out of the bed, and he was greatly relieved when he saw the male god in the living room.

As long as there was no accident, the other party should have taken a taxi back home, and he was not affected by his inability to concentrate.

"Male god, you..." Lu Wei pursed his lips, and wanted to rush over in fear, but was frightened and froze in place the moment the other party turned around.

In the living room, several beanbag sofas were pushed to the corner, and in the center of the carpet was a suitcase. Yan Jinyang was packing a laptop in one hand, and was talking on the phone with a mobile phone in the other. All this seemed normal , except for his face.

Lu Wei never thought that the male god's angry appearance is so scary, his whole body seems to be covered in a layer of black mist, making people afraid to approach.

Lin Qing hugged Wei Wei and hid in the corner, holding a cat bag and cat food and cat litter in his hand. The expression on his face was similar to that of Lu Wei. He should have been called by the male god to help take care of the cat, but was frightened by the angry look of the other party.

"...It's been more than ten days, why didn't you tell me?" As soon as Yan Jinyang opened his mouth, Lu Wei took another half step back, his voice was hoarse and deep, obviously suppressing his anger.

The person on the opposite side didn't seem to care much: "What obligation do we have to tell you? Didn't you break up with the family long ago!" Lu Wei was stunned for a moment, but soon heard that the opposite was the male god's father, Yan Wei.After all, in high school, he could hear him give a speech as the principal at the beginning of each semester.

Yan Jinyang violently pushed away the suitcase at hand, and his suppressed temper gradually became uncontrollable: "You clearly know... Forget it, I'll go back now."

"What use are you coming back now? What can you do?"

"I'll go find him."

"Fart," Yan Wei finally became serious, and his voice was not angry: "What's the big deal, you still have to register for electives tomorrow, why, you don't want credits anymore?"

Yan Jinyang was stunned: "How do you know..."

"I don't know anything, let me tell you Yan Jinyang, even if you don't have my money when you go to college, you are still my son. kill you."

When Lu Wei heard this, he felt a pain in his heart, and looked at his male god worriedly.

However, Yan Jinyang was not intimidated at all. Instead, he calmed down after being threatened like this: "I don't care about that much. After these things are over, you can hit me as you like."

There was a rustling voice from the other side of the phone, and soon, the speaker turned into Aunt Yan: "Xiao Yang, listen to me, I didn't tell you because you are still taking the exam. Mom knows you are in a hurry, and neither are we." Didn't do anything, but we couldn't find out, do you think you can change anything when you come back? And this may not be a good thing, just to treat your illness..."

Hearing this, the male god gradually slowed down the movement of packing things, the haze on his face gradually disappeared, and more panic and loss appeared.

Aunt Yan wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by Yan Jinyang: "I see, I'm sorry, I was too anxious and blamed you."

After all, he hung up the phone directly, as if he had suddenly let go of his strength, took a few steps back, fell on the sofa behind him, covered his head with his hands, and buried it deeply between his knees.

The few people chatted until now, Lu Wei was completely stupefied, it wasn't Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan who were missing, so who was the male god worried about?Why did the male god break with the family?And treatment, what's wrong with him...

Lin Qing also looked very curious, but it was obviously not the time to ask questions. She checked her mobile phone for a while, and took two steps forward in comfort: "That... male god, I checked just now, and it seems that I didn't go to J tonight. Save the plane."

"Ah, thank you," Yan Jinyang stood up again, returning to his usual indifferent and polite appearance, and nodded towards Lin Qing: "I'm sorry, I forgot you were still there, I was scared."

"Ha, it's okay." Lin Qing waved his hand: "Who doesn't quarrel with parents? It's normal... Then what are you going to do? What courses are you taking? How about I ask someone to register for you? "

"No, I've booked a flight ticket for tomorrow afternoon, and I'll go back after reporting." He picked up the cat bag and helped put Wei Wei in it: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

After Lin Qing said a few words politely, she took the cat and the big bag and left. Lu Wei followed for a few steps. Seeing her friend standing downstairs, she slowly went back upstairs.

Half of the luggage was packed in the room, and Yan Jinyang sat quietly on the sofa. Even when he was doing his homework, he remembered that his straight back was arched listlessly at the moment, and his eyes were staring at the screen of the mobile phone. What.

Looking at this scene, Lu Wei's heart began to throb again. He frowned, and couldn't help but hate the "he" that the male god said on the phone.

Who on earth could make such a powerful person like Yan Jinyang turn into this distraught look... He wanted to check the male god's screen, but after taking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped.

Maybe it's a girlfriend, no matter how bad it is, it should be someone he likes. If he already has someone he likes, it's too wrong to go to peep.

However, the phone said that more than ten days had passed, and he had been dead for more than ten days...

"Impossible, impossible," Lu Wei hastily denied it as soon as he had a brain hole, and shook his head vigorously.

His feelings for Yan Jinyang have always been single arrows. In the eyes of the other party, he is just an ordinary neighbor who has nothing to do with each other. How could it be him!

Lu Wei turned his gaze back to the male god, who still maintained the posture just now, motionless, looking like a broken statue.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly sat down at the other person's feet, shook his head tentatively a few times, and finally leaned on his knee, so that he could feel his presence without having to look at his lost appearance.

If only he had a body, Lu Wei raised his hand and poked Yan Jinyang's slippers. The feeling he felt when he saw this house for the first time reappeared. Tears were held back.

The man's dejected look is really distressing. If he had a body, he would be able to hug him, so that he wouldn't even be able to comfort him...

Maybe it was because the teleportation just took too much energy, Lu Wei soon fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up again, it was already broad daylight, but Yan Jinyang seemed to have stayed up all night, he still maintained exactly the same movements as last night, only I replaced my mobile phone with the paint I bought yesterday, and gently stroked the packaging box with my other hand, looking serious, as if I was communicating with it.

"Good morning, male god," Lu Wei yawned and raised his head embarrassingly.

He originally just wanted to rely on it for a while to comfort the male god, but he didn't expect that after falling asleep like this, he would rely on it for a whole night.

It was almost time to report, Yan Jinyang stood up and patted his face, and soon returned to his usual deserted appearance, quickly packed his luggage as if nothing had happened, got up and went out.

Lu Wei didn't dare to be distracted this time, and followed closely while pulling at the hem of the opponent's clothes, not daring to be left behind at all.

Ten minutes later, he followed Yan Jinyang into the medical school.

The activity class of the medical school... Lu Wei recalled the complaints he had seen on the post bar, and had a faint sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, this premonition soon came true.

In the first row of the classroom, Yan Jinyang quietly looked at the handout on the table that said "Foot Reflexology Massage Therapy", with an ugly expression on his face.

Not only him, all the students in this classroom held the handouts in their hands and fell into a long silence.

The teacher who handed out the lecture notes was surnamed Jin, and asked with a smile when he saw this, "What's wrong with the students?"

A girl raised her hand tremblingly and asked, "Teacher, this class...isn't it called TCM health preservation?"

"Yes," Teacher Jin still smiled, as if he couldn't see everyone's disillusionment: "Foot massage is also a kind of health preservation."

It seems that it is not the wrong classroom, everyone in the classroom is even more desperate, looking at the handouts on the table wanting to cry without tears.

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked, even though he is still worried about the male god, Lu Wei still couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha male god, hahaha pinch your feet hahaha!"

When he knew that the male god had chosen the activity class, he fantasized about many courses, and felt that those classes were a bit low, not worthy of his male god's personality. Who would have thought that he would choose a more powerful one.

Lu Wei's laughter was too loud, Yan Jinyang rubbed his ears as if aware of it, the former quickly covered his mouth, but couldn't stop the laughter completely, and let out a "puchipuchi" sound.

On the other hand, Teacher Jin has already started to explain the class requirements. Each student must bring a thermos filled with water, a basin, and a towel to class, and work in groups of two at the same table to massage each other as teaching aids.

The other students in the classroom shared a table with two, but Yan Jinyang, who was sitting at the first table because the last one arrived, was alone.

Teacher Jin handed him a soft rubber teaching aid with acupoints drawn on it that had been in his hand all the time: "This student is alone, so there is no need to bring hot water."

The surrounding students made dissatisfied voices, but because the teacher was still there, they didn't dare to make it too loud.

The teacher continued: "You don't need to bring hot water, the teacher will give you the key, come to open the door early before class every day, and stay a little longer to pack up after the end, is that okay?"

This time the voice of dissatisfaction disappeared, and the people who were still complaining just now were as quiet as chickens, and all lowered their heads, fearing that the unlucky guy would disagree and let them share this errand.

Fortunately, Yan Jinyang had no objection. Teacher Jin called the roll, and everyone dispersed quickly, leaving him alone in the classroom.

Lu Wei stared blankly at the watch in front of the classroom, a little unresponsive, why is the speed of college elective courses so fast, it only took less than 10 minutes from the time Teacher Jin entered the classroom to the end of the get out of class, and there was no extra word explain.

Yan Jinyang also glanced at the clock, then picked up the broom in the corner of the classroom and swept the floor neatly.

Lu Wei was worried that he didn't have enough time, so he followed him and muttered: "God, if you are in a hurry, go first, and no one is watching you, why do you have to clean up?"

However, Yan Jinyang couldn't hear it, and Lu Wei stopped following. He turned around and walked around the back row of the classroom. The depressed mood of the male god also affected him, making him follow without any shyness.

"Heart, lungs, lungs of lung cancer patients..." There is a simulation model at the back of the classroom. Driven by curiosity, Lu Wei stretched out his finger while reading the label on it to see his translucent body passing through it. When he read the human skeleton in the corner, his finger that was sweeping all the way was suddenly blocked.

"Huh? Why..." Before he finished speaking, Lu Wei felt his world spinning, as if he was being pulled by something, and turned around quickly.

After blinking a few times, I realized that my perspective had changed. I was facing the wall just now, but after being dragged by something, it turned to Yan Jinyang who was working.

Lu remembered that the male god was afraid of skeletons, and thinking of the skeletons here, he couldn't help staring at him.

Sure enough, Yan Jinyang moved his hands quickly, but kept his head down. Even if he raised his head occasionally, he must turn to another direction.

"Pfft, you're too cute." Lu Wei couldn't help smiling, and raised her legs to move forward, but found that her back was fixed by something and couldn't move.

And Yan Jinyang, who was cleaning with his head down just now, also stood stiffly on the spot, his neck seemed to be wound up, and he turned around bit by bit, his deep black pupils looked straight at his direction, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

What's going on, did the male god hear his own voice?Lu Wei was startled, moved his neck that had suddenly become difficult to move and lowered his head slowly - but what he saw was not his own body, but a white skeleton fixed by an iron frame.

With a blank mind, Lu Wei raised his head stiffly again, meeting Yan Jinyang's increasingly frightened eyes.

But now he didn't accept the other party's emotion at all. An uncontrollable excitement came from his chest and rushed straight to his brain, as if he was short of oxygen. Lu Wei opened his mouth and breathed loudly, and his eyes were pulled With a sore heart, he opened his arms and rushed towards Yan Jinyang: "God! I'm alive!"

The skeleton was originally fixed on the iron frame, but Lu Wei rushed forward in such a hurry, the frame was brought down by his force, directly crushing Yan Jinyang to the ground.

Lu Wei tightened his arms, hugged him hard, and then stood up excitedly, as if he had a lot to say.

However, Yan Jinyang, who fell sideways on the ground, didn't look very well. He half-opened his mouth like Lu Wei did just now, took a few deep breaths, then frowned, and yelled out in horror.

"Ghost!"

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感谢在2020-06-1920:04:52~2020-06-2017:59:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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