After adopting paranoid gods

Ji Tang looked at the violin case on the ground, subconsciously put the case aside, and touched the panel of the case.Indicate that you have returned home safely.

He walked into the door, took off his wet shoes, turned his head and said to the ghost boy behind him, "Come in."

Ye Chuanyuan hesitated a little and clenched his hands tightly.

He raised his eyes, and his lifeless and dark eyes reflected the warm light, as if he could smell the warm breath emanating from it.

Is this... a home?

Before Ye Chuanyuan recovered, Ji Tang grabbed his cold hand and gently pulled him into the room.

The black air emitted by Li Gui is in stark contrast to the warm yellow lights in Ji Tang's house.

"My home is a bit small, don't mind too much." Ji Tang smiled and said: "Actually... I want you to live in and stop wandering outside."

He is the director of Li Gui Shelter, and it is his duty to take in Li Gui.

Ye Chuanyuan was stunned, his dark red eyes were covered by black hair, revealing a dim light.

He lowered his head with a complicated expression.

Ji Tang sneezed, her nose was red.He scratched his head, and said to Ye Chuanyuan embarrassedly: "My clothes are a little wet, I need to change, just wait for me."

It was only then that Ye Chuanyuan realized that the young man was completely soaked in order to save him. His fair skin and soft black hair were soaked in water droplets, and he might catch a cold.

The young man obviously didn't have to save him.

Such a dangerous place.

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Ji Tang went back to the bedroom and changed into a pair of pajamas very quickly, lest the other party wait for a long time.He opened the bedroom door, and unexpectedly found that the violin case ran to his feet again.

Ji Tang: "..."

He shook his head helplessly, picked up the violin, and put it back in the bedroom, not forgetting to leave a small note for the other party.

[There is a new ghost coming, I will entertain him.Please wait, sorry. 】

He didn't wait for the other party's reply, and left the bedroom without noticing it at all.

Not long after he left, there was a new line of writing on the paper, blood red.

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Ji Tang returned to the living room, and saw that the other party hadn't left, and stood there obediently like a little milk dog.He breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems... the other party is willing to live here.

His eyes accidentally caught a new exercise book on the coffee table, thinking of something.

He still has something to send...

Although I don't know... the other party has already become a ghost, will he still have feelings for these things.

But it's all here, and it would be a bit embarrassing if you don't give it away.

Ji Tang rubbed her head, took a deep breath, picked up the set of workbooks, and approached the ghost boy.

Ye Chuanyuan's school uniform was completely soaked in blood, and it would never condense. Drops of cold blood slid down the corners of his clothes, dripping into the black air around his feet and disappearing.One side of his red eyes was covered by black hair, and he could only see a handsome face stained with blood.

He opened his eyes slightly, watching Ji Tang approaching with a little helplessness.

It seems to be surprised why the other party is not afraid of themselves.

A pair of dimples appeared on the corners of Ji Tang's mouth, his eyes were stained with a smile, and the blue pajamas on his body made him appear very well-behaved.

A stack of exercise books was suddenly stuffed into Ye Chuanyuan's cold arms.

He was stunned, looked down, and Ji Tang's gentle voice sounded in his ears: "A gift for you, well, I don't know what you like, I only know that you are a student, so I can only give you this..."

The blood on Ye Chuanyuan's school uniform suddenly stopped dripping, and only black air permeated quietly.

He looked a little astonished.

——He was pushed downstairs to his death by his drug addicted father, this incident...is not an exception.

In his vague memories of his life, he only remembered...he was born in a very poor family.

He worked very hard to live and worked many jobs just to be able to study and eat.His body and mind are much stronger than ordinary people, like a mountain full of ravines.

He thought that his life would go on slowly with a bit of incompleteness.

But he didn't expect that his father, in order to get insurance money to buy drugs, pushed him down the stairs while he was standing on the balcony drying things.

Ye Chuanyuan still remembered the pain when he fell from the building in that cold winter.His bones were broken, including his heart.

——Everyone thought that he couldn't cry, didn't hurt, was very strong, could bear everything, earn money, study, and was finally killed by his father.

But no one thought about it.

He was also a student who was supposed to embrace the good life.

Only quarter sugar.

Ji Tang gave him sweets, patted his head, gave him exercise books, and treated him like a child who was still studying.

No blood, no fatigue, no pain.What I experienced before my death seemed to be just a nightmare.

This was something he had longed for for an unknown amount of time before his death.

His books are all picked up in the trash can.

He hopes that he is just an ordinary student, can have enough food, and can have his own books.

Even if he becomes stronger than any living being after death, possessing a cold and dead heart.This is still his wish.

Ye Chuanyuan's black air tightly wrapped around the exercise book Ji Tang gave, as if it was some kind of treasure.

"I don't know if you like it or not... I don't really understand children's preferences." Ji Tang chuckled a little embarrassedly.

He was a head shorter than Ye Chuanyuan, and Ye Chuanyuan exuded black air, like huge black wings.Against this background, Ji Tang is like the child who needs to be protected.

Of course Ye Chuanyuan liked it.

Ji Tang looked at him, stood on tiptoe, and lifted his black hair that covered half of his eyes.

Only then did Ji Tang realize that Ye Chuanyuan's red eyes no longer seemed so dim.

This is... Accepting myself?

Just accept it.

He can do his best to help Ye Chuanyuan.

In addition to erasing Ye Chuanyuan's resentment, he can also arrange work for him.

For example, shooting a campus-themed supernatural adventure film.

So far, no supernatural anchor has been successfully filmed.

just don't know...

Ji Tang frowned.

He didn't know if Ye Chuanyuan would repeat his own way of death again.

I heard that a ghost with too much resentment will repeat its own death method over and over again.

Jumping off the building is very painful.

Ji Tang rubbed his eyes, looked at the exercise book, and said, "If you need to rest, you can be possessed in the exercise book."

After the violin, there is another ornament in his home.

Ye Chuanyuan looked at him quietly, as if he wanted to say something, but he never said it.

After a while, the black air permeated his body and gradually disappeared.

In the end, only one copy of Wusan was left and fell to the ground.

Wusanban was a little dark, and Ye Chuanyuan was possessed inside.

Ji Tang picked up the May [-] exercise book and carefully put it back on the table.

Suddenly his phone beeped.

【Congratulations!Ye Chuanyuan successfully moved into your shelter! 】

[New task - his abyss. 】

[His abyss: He repeated his own way of death again and again, falling from tall buildings again and again, enduring boundless pain and darkness.

Every time he came to the high altitude, he would turn into a real demon, becoming irritable and angry, full of resentment for his death in life.

He longed for... There was someone who could stretch out his hand and pull him out of the abyss, and never let him fall again. 】

[After this task is completed, Ye Chuanyuan no longer needs to cycle death. 】

Ji Tang: "..."

He scratched his head, a little puzzled.

This...how is it done?

【Ding!Mission hints—the rewards of Pudding.com Winter Festival, you can find mission clues. 】

Ji Tang nodded.

He almost forgot...

The prizes for the champions of the Winter Festival will be distributed to the winners tomorrow.

When it is released, he must go and see what it is.

Ji Tang turned off her phone and went back to the bedroom to get ready for bed.

The violin that was still at the door of the bedroom just now disappeared.

He frowned and took a closer look.I found that the violin came to the bed, and even covered the quilt, which seemed to be a bit active.

Ji Tang: "..."

He chuckled helplessly.

He found a small notebook on the desktop and wanted to read Xie Li's reply.

He had told the other party that there was a new guest at home.

The newly bought small notebook has been rubbed by someone, and it is full of wrinkles.

On the yellow-brown paper, there were many large characters written in blood, which caught Ji Tang's sight densely.

【don't want. 】