Chapter 163: No Return (13)
The roommate watched Yan Shixun, who had just walked out of the door, actually flipped in from the balcony. He was stunned for a moment and his whole body was at a standstill.
The young Yan Shixun rushed towards the door with one step of his long legs and pulled it open with great force. At the same time, he was already on high alert, with his hands making hand gestures and his muscles tense, ready to face danger at any time.
But outside the door, there was only an empty corridor, and the dim light illuminated the stains on the wall.
He did not let his guard down, but looked out of the door carefully.
Only after making sure that there was nothing hiding behind either side of the door did he step over the threshold.
No one.
The aura that made him extremely alert disappeared.
The young Yan Shixun stood in front of the door. The light from the dormitory fell at his feet. For a moment, he had the illusion of loneliness.
He felt empty and lost.
It's like missing out on meeting someone very important.
The unfamiliar emotion made the young Yan Shixun pursed his lips, feeling a little unhappy.
But he quickly adjusted his emotions, regained his usual calmness, turned around and looked behind him again with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
"You are not the one living in the dormitory downstairs."
The young Yan Shixun's eyes slid across his roommate and the dormitory: "You are not someone who comes here by chance, but you have always lived here."
"So, why is what I see different from what I remember?"
Yan Shixun was very sure: "My memory cannot be wrong."
The roommate almost lost his legs after being dazzled by Yan Shixun's look.
He sat on the chair behind him with his legs shaking, so he didn't fall to the ground in embarrassment.
"I, I don't know either." The roommate wanted to cry but couldn't. "I've lived in this dormitory for four years. Is it my fault that I shouldn't be downstairs from you?"
"And Brother Yan, when did you move into Binda? Aren't you filming a show?"
The roommate was confused: "Are there two of you?"
Even though the young Yan Shixun came in from outside, his roommates found it understandable.
——But the door and the window are in two completely different directions!
How can someone go from south to north in one second? It doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it.
All the roommates wanted to ask Yan Shixun if he had mitosis.
But he didn't dare.
Afraid of being beaten.
After all, the Yan Shixun standing in front of him now... is terrifyingly sharp.
Yan Shixun just now was like a sword put back into its sheath. All the dangers were hidden deeper inside, and his emotions had sunk to the bottom, unable to be traced.
But the occasional hint of cold light still shows his power, which makes people not act rashly, fearing the sharpness and unknown fear under the scabbard.
But now Yan Shixun's long sword is unsheathed and is so sharp that anyone who gets close will get cut.
The roommate swallowed, and his brain reacted a little slowly. It seemed that... Yan Shixun went out for a second and even changed his clothes?
Yan Shixun was wearing a dark green coat just now. His straight shoulders supported a silent and powerful aura. His black shirt outlined his strong and smooth muscles. His every move was full of violent aesthetics wrapped in civilization.
The years have made him more mature, but have also made people more aware that he is dangerous and cannot be offended.
Now Yan Shixun's eyes and eyebrows are even more rebellious. He casually wears a Binda student jacket and a tight black I-shaped vest underneath, revealing his distinct collarbone and muscles. He looks young and full of hormones, making people unable to take their eyes off him.
He looked like he had come home and taken off his outer clothes, but then something suddenly occurred to him, so he just grabbed a coat and went out.
When looking carefully, the roommate even saw the emblem of the School of Finance on Yan Shixun's coat.
Roommate: ""
Question marks flew out of the child's head.
At this time, the shouting from upstairs did not stop, and people were still trying to call Yan Shixun, wanting to confirm his safety.
When the roommate turned his head to look, he even saw a foot at the top of the balcony, tremblingly stretched out and then retracted, as if it wanted to jump down, but was hesitant and timid.
Roommate: “???”
While his roommates were confused, the young Yan Shixun had already looked at the things in the dormitory, and he realized——
Or maybe the people in the dormitory downstairs had put a lot of effort into a big-scale prank, which was so real and fake that even he was fooled.
Or, there is an error in time or space.
Otherwise, how do you explain the things that appeared in the dormitory a few years later?
"You said...you saw me twice?"
The young Yan Shixun slowly turned his gaze towards his roommate and asked in a deep voice, "What does the other me look like?"
My roommate is going crazy.
He felt that everything went wrong after he accidentally saw the live broadcast when he came back from Cheng Jing tonight.
First, Cheng Jing went crazy, and then Yan Shixun, who had always been seen on the screen, appeared beside him - and jumped off the balcony!
Then, two Yan Shixun appeared, and even their personalities and appearances seemed to be different.
The most terrifying thing is that Yan Shixun, who is now in front of him, is still making him recall what happened just now.
He just wants to lose his memory, okay! Now a car appears out of nowhere and hits him to lose his memory, it's crazy!
My roommate is feeling dizzy now, and his mind is a mess.
But when he met Yan Shixun's eyes, he could only swallow back his angry protest and obediently describe to Yan Shixun what Yan Shixun looked like.
Roommate: How can there be such an outrageous request? How can someone not know what he looks like?
But after listening to his roommate's description, the young Yan Shixun did not think it was as simple as he thought.
He knew very well that it was not him.
The first thought that flashed through Yan Shixun’s mind was the doppelganger.
Because the body owner wants to escape from reality, if he happens to encounter ghosts or dead souls, by chance, the ghost will become the body owner's appearance, imitate his words and deeds, enter his life, and occupy his social circle and relatives and friends.
In the end, the doppelganger turned out to be more human-like than its master, and took over its master's identity and lived in the world, while the master slowly degenerated into a shadow, and could never be found again.
But as soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Yan Shixun.
He has never had the idea of escaping. He always solves problems when they arise, and if he can't solve them, he solves them violently.
No matter how difficult the level is, he can always pass it.
The source does not match the cause of the doppelganger's appearance.
Besides, he is a demon with a deep evil spirit...
Yan Shixun sneered.
If some blind ghost wants to replace him, he will be the one who suffers.
I'm afraid he will cry and beg to turn back into a ghost.
After Yan Shixun rejected several guesses in his mind, he cut the tangled knot with a sharp knife and forced his confused thoughts to straighten out.
There is only one possibility left...
The most ridiculous, yet weirdly reasonable.
——That Yan Shixun is his future self.
The traces in this dormitory a few years later, and my future self.
There were signs that someone had entered his dormitory, and he realized something was wrong and jumped off the balcony to check but didn't catch anyone, and he felt disappointed...
Besides, jumping off the balcony to avoid this seemed like a choice he would make.
But if that person is really my future self, then what caused the current chaos? What is the purpose of my future self coming here?
He knew himself very well. If that was really his future self, it would never be a boring reason like wanting to reminisce with his past self.
Is there any danger in Binhai University or Binhai City that could cause the current chaos?
The young Yan Shixun frowned and looked stern.
I almost scared my roommate to tears.
Outside the balcony, Zhang Wubing was trembling as he clung to the edge of the balcony. He wanted to jump down several times but didn't dare. He stretched his legs out and then retracted them. He felt dizzy when he inadvertently saw the height below.
Zhang Wubing choked up: "Brother Yan, are you okay? Please reply!"
"Yes, or I'll go find you down the stairs."
Brother Yan can jump into the balcony, so he probably jumped off the building QAQ, but he still can’t do that, people should know themselves.
"No, you wait up there."
Yan Shixun's voice came from below with a chill.
The young Yan Shixun frowned. He was used to being alone and was not accustomed to Zhang Wubing's clingy concern.
Moreover, he didn’t understand, what could Zhang Wubing do even if he came down?
If he is injured, Zhang Wubing is not a doctor; if he needs help, Zhang Wubing is not a Taoist priest.
A little fool who knows nothing but dreams of becoming a director.
Since the beginning of the school year, Yan Shixun discovered that this third-generation rich man who shared the same department, class and dormitory with him had a physique that easily attracted ghosts. He looked silly and was well protected. He had no idea how dangerous the world was and how hard it was for him to survive among ghosts.
He saw it, but he didn't care.
But Zhang Wubing couldn't resist his sweet words and praised Li Chengyun, who was with Yan Shixun at the time. Li Chengyun smiled and reminded Yan Shixun to get along well with his classmates.
'Perhaps, they will be lifelong friends. Xiaoxun, learning to make friends with people from all corners of the world is also a form of spiritual practice. First leave the world, then enter it, and observe the world, that is the right path.'
At that time, Li Chengyun smiled gently and said so.
Yan Shixun didn't care.
When he was young, he had seen the malice of children and adults. During the years of traveling with Li Chengyun, he also saw the evil in the world and no longer wanted to interact with people.
If the counselor hadn't said that he needed to experience college life and couldn't miss the collective accommodation, and if the master hadn't agreed with the counselor and insisted on letting him stay in school, he would have wanted to move out of the dormitory and return to the courtyard to continue living with his master.
However, his staying in the dormitory happened to save Zhang Wubing's life.
I was taking a good nap when I heard Zhang Wubing screaming miserably on the other side. When I opened my eyes, I saw the scene of Zhang Wubing being surrounded by evil spirits.
In order to save his nap time, Yan Shixun, who was woken up in a bad mood, angrily crushed the evil ghost.
Zhang Wubing was stunned.
Then from that day on, they gave Yan Shixun gifts for various reasons of thanks, ranging from yellow paper and cinnabar to jadeite and so on.
Of course, they were all rejected by Yan Shixun.
Any property accepted without reason will become a cause and effect, but he does not want to be bound by cause and effect with Zhang Wubing, even though he is his roommate.
But Zhang Wubing persevered in getting close to Yan Shixun, praising him endlessly and sharing various interesting campus stories with him. Even if he didn't get a response, he could still talk happily and even laugh when he was excited.
As tenacious as a grass and full of vitality.
Occasionally Yan Shixun would be moved, but he would soon push Zhang Wubing away.
Be patient for four years, and after graduating from college, Zhang Wubing will disappear from his life and never be seen again.
Just a passerby.
The young Yan Shixun thought indifferently.
After Zhang Wubing finally quieted down, Yan Shixun turned to his roommate and asked, "You just said, 'I'm live streaming? What live streaming?"
"That's the one, the most popular variety show right now." The roommate subconsciously continued speaking along with Yan Shixun's words, and habitually reached back to pick up the tablet.
But he found nothing.
"Ah..." The roommate scratched his head and said in horror: "I gave the tablet to the other you."
Coincidence, or intentional?
Take away the tablet with Yan Shixun's figure on it that might expose his whereabouts, so as to prevent him from following the live broadcast and prevent him from obtaining more information.
The young Yan Shixun once again felt his future self's careful consideration of every detail.
On the chessboard in the void, black and white sit upright, fighting each other, an ambush at every step, everything is under consideration.
The young Yan Shixun felt that he was playing the same game of chess with his future self, enjoying the thrill and pleasure of using up all his strength.
A worthy match.
He thought he had discovered some clues, but he didn't know that the other party had already considered this and had made plans in advance.
He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
Is this... my future self?
The tremors of excitement traveled along Yan Shixun's nerves, and he felt the unbridled joy in his chest.
There had never been a moment when he was so eager to meet his future self.
Yan Shixun's eyes were bright and a smile appeared on his lips.
The roommate shrank his neck and didn't dare to ask Yan Shixun what was going on.
It would be better for him to go to bed quickly, just like Yan Shixun suggested before he left. Sleep till early, and maybe when he opens his eyes, everything will be back to normal again.
Roommate: This world is too crazy, bed is his only home. Amitabha, may you be blessed with infinite happiness, Amen.
Although Zhang Wubing heard Yan Shixun's response, he lay on the balcony and stretched his neck to look down for a long time, but still could not see what was happening below. He could only hear a few words from Yan Shixun sporadically.
Not being able to confirm Yan Shixun's safety with his own eyes made him a little worried.
In his opinion, his roommate is handsome and kind-hearted. Although he always has a sullen face, he is willing to sacrifice his nap time to save him - what a good guy!
On one hand, Zhang Wubing wanted to cling to Yan Shixun and save his life by staying with him. But on the other hand, he always felt that Yan Shixun lacked a bit of popularity. He had seen Yan Shixun's eyes looking at others, cold and sober, but Yan Shixun himself was not in the human world.
Isolated from the world.
He didn't know what Yan Shixun had experienced in the past, but he always felt that Yan Shixun should not be like this, but should be more brilliant, and everyone could see this brilliance.
So he stayed by Yan Shixun's side and refused to leave no matter what, trying hard to make Yan Shixun more human.
Although there has been no results so far, Zhang Wubing is cheerful and doesn't care at all.
——Dripping water can wear away a stone, he believes that one day it will work!
Zhang Wubing clenched his paws to cheer himself up, but the next second, after glancing at the sky below the balcony, his legs went weak again.
It’s too high. Let’s just go down the stairs.
He is just an ordinary student and there is no need for him to take such a difficult route.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Wubing opened the dormitory door, the yellow talisman on the door handle suddenly burned up, and before his eyes, it turned into a handful of ashes and fell down.
Zhang Wubing: “…………”
He looked up in horror and saw that the lights in the corridor outside the dormitory door had been turned off at some point.
In the deep darkness, only the sign for the emergency exit was still emitting a bright green light.
Because of the sound of him opening the door, the ghost that was wandering in the darkness slowly stopped, turned its head slowly, and looked at Zhang Wubing who was standing in the light.
In the pitch darkness, Zhang Wubing was like a living target, noticed by all the ghosts.
Zhang Wubing clearly saw that the faces that were looking at him were gray and bloodless, their eyes were blank and without any light, and were filled with death. It was obvious that they were not living people.
Some of the ghosts were still wearing Binda uniforms, their white and gold coats stained red with blood. Some of them had their entire heads blown apart, leaving only a red and white mass on their necks, as if they had jumped from a high building and landed on their heads.
Zhang Wubing took a deep breath and felt a chill in his lungs.
Amid the dense gazes coming at him, he subconsciously took a step back and felt goose bumps on his arms.
He was trembling as he wanted to call Brother Yan, but as soon as he said that, he suddenly remembered that Yan Shixun was in the dormitory downstairs and probably wouldn't be able to notice his situation for a while.
Zhang Wubing almost burst into tears.
But the ghosts didn't give him much time to think about being scared.
Just as plants have a tendency to move toward light, ghosts also have an instinct to move toward life.
At this moment, in their eyes, Zhang Wubing was no different from a big light bulb in the dark.
Suddenly, after a brief pause, the ghosts in the corridor dragged their stiff bodies sluggishly and walked towards the wide-open dormitory door.
Zhang Wubing could even see those red and white things falling to the ground as the ghosts walked, sticky and wet.
His scalp ached.
Zhang Wubing knew that he should turn around and run, or at the very least he should quickly close and lock the door and wait for Yan Shixun to come back and rescue him.
But the plan is beautiful, but the implementation is cruel.
Under extreme fear, all the blood rushed to the legs. The body's survival instinct required the legs to run immediately, supplying all the blood and power to the legs, so the hands and feet became cold and the arms became stiff.
But the muscles in his legs were too tense, his tendons were twitching due to the tension, and his calves were shaking, but he just couldn't lift them.
Zhang Wubing wanted to cry but had no tears. His brain frantically ordered him to raise his hand to close the door and run.
However, his limbs were no longer under his control.
He watched the ghosts in the corridor getting closer and closer to him, and he could even clearly see the dazed and empty face of one of the ghosts.
……etc.
Zhang Wubing's blocked brain was suddenly pried open by a strange fact.
——This ghost’s face is clearly that of his roommate!
Although they only met once at the beginning of the school term, and then my roommate went back to live in a large apartment in the city center, and I never saw him again. But they were all in the same circle, so Zhang Wubing had some impression of him.
But, this person took the exam in the same examination room with me today, how come he has turned into a ghost now? It shouldn’t be possible!
Zhang Wubing gritted his teeth and tried to pull his legs up from where they were, while his mind was wandering and full of random thoughts because of his roommate's face.
Because of fear, his vocal cords were so dry that he couldn't speak, and his lips were so trembling that he couldn't make any sound. He tried his best but could only make a few breathy sounds. So Zhang Wubing simply frantically recited Yan Shixun's name in his mind, like chanting a spell.
Miraculously, Zhang Wubing felt a warm current flowing into his meridians, and his muscles, which had been over-tightened and cramped, became lively again.
He was overjoyed.
Seeing that the ghosts were about to reach the door, he did not dare to delay and hurriedly swung his arm to slam the door, then tremblingly locked the door. Still feeling uneasy, he picked up the chairs next to him and piled them behind the door, fearing that the ghosts outside would break in.
After doing all this, before Zhang Wubing had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a "bang!" sound from the door, and the metal door panel instantly sank into a groove.
Zhang Wubing also shuddered and looked at the dormitory door in horror.
Binda never skimps on the living expenses of these gifted children; the dormitory facilities are all of good quality, and the dormitory doors are metal security doors that are good enough for personal use.
But even so, the metal door panel still twisted and deformed with the sound of knocking on the door, and the grooves bulged inward sharply.
This sight made one wonder how long the door could hold out without being broken.
There has never been a moment when Zhang Wubing was as grateful for Binda's generosity as he is now.
If this was a wooden door panel, he would have been torn to pieces by the ghost breaking in!
Thinking of this, Zhang Wubing didn't dare to delay for a moment. He picked up the books beside him and piled them behind the door, trying to delay the time for the ghost outside to break in as much as possible.
Indeed, knowledge is power!
Zhang Wubing brushed off the dust on his hands, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then turned and ran.
"Yan!! Brother!! Ah!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream could be heard throughout the dormitory area, echoing in the night sky.
The sound echoed back and forth in the open space in the middle of the dormitory building, and the trembling tail tone continued to deepen, lonely and creepy.
The young Yan Shixun had a cold face: “…………”
Did his roommate who was always haunted by ghosts encounter a ghost again?
Next to the dormitory, on the quiet tree-lined avenue.
Yan Shixun paused and turned to look at the dormitory building.
Ye Li beside him frowned: "Zhang Wubing was also dragged in here."
“Hmm…”
Yan Shixun blinked his eyes: "It should be Zhang Wubing from my freshman year, asking for help from me back then."
Ye Li raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to go back and save him?"
"No."
Yan Shixun chuckled and turned around, lowering his eyelashes slightly: "Back then, I had to learn to accept that I was a person, not just a ghost exorcist."
"What taught me this was my master's death and Zhang Wubing's help."
Yan Shixun was not prepared to give his past self a "loving education". Only after going through the storm could he be prepared to face bigger storms.
After all...he is alone.
After his master died, he had to support himself.
Thinking of Li Chengyun's death at this point in time, Yan Shixun was in a daze for a moment, but he quickly adjusted his expression after accepting it.
However, Ye Li, who had been keeping an eye on him, still caught this abnormality.
Ye Li stretched out his bony hand and grabbed Yan Shixun's wrist.
Yan Shixun looked over with confusion.
"Shi Xun, I am by your side, and the gods and spirits of heaven and earth are with you." Ye Li whispered, "Even if you never learn it, it doesn't matter."
"Yes, I am."
Yan Shixun's eyes flickered, he chuckled, looked away, and stepped forward: "Let's go."
"Since it's the Zhang Wubing of the past, let's leave it to the 'me' of the past. We have our own things to worry about and don't have time to care about them."
Ye Li was a little confused: "You don't seem to want to meet your old self, why?"
"Even if you don't trust others, but you yourself..."
It can always be trusted.
Yan Shixun shook his head slowly: "You don't know me in the past, but I remember very clearly what kind of person I was."
Yan Shixun was certain that if he met his past self, it would definitely not be a warm and affectionate scene of acquaintance, but a tense situation that was about to break out.
There are two distinct watersheds in his life.
One was when he was abandoned by his parents at the market, and the other was when Li Chengyun died.
The earth-shaking changes brought Yan Shixun a completely different kind of rapid growth overnight.
Who is the man covered in blood in the market, and why did Li Chengyun die after exploring the old site of Fengdu?
These two things became long-standing questions in Yan Shixun's heart, and he never gave up the search for them over the years.
Before Li Chengyun's death, Yan Shixun was sharp, cold, and incompatible with the human world.
He had not yet become the exorcist who later walked the streets, dealing with all kinds of people, rescuing people whose lives were threatened by ghosts, and saving evil spirits wandering the world.
If the young "Yan Shixun" discovered someone who looked exactly like him, Yan Shixun felt that in order to convince "Yan Shixun" that he had no ill intentions, he would have to fight a devastating battle first, and then the two of them could sit down and have a good talk.
Yan Shixun smiled: I choose to refuse.
And most importantly, he has not yet sorted out the current situation and is not sure what the consequences will be if he meets his other self.
So... let's talk about it later.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but feel a headache when facing another camp that he couldn't determine whether it was an enemy or a friend.
If he could be a help, that would be the best, but if not, it would definitely be his biggest crisis this time.
Being an enemy of yourself, when "yourself" possesses extraordinary power and a complete understanding of yourself, is absolutely hellishly difficult.
In summer, Binhai University students all like this tree-lined avenue, where the branches of centuries-old trees are intertwined, creating a shade above.
But in late autumn, the ground is covered with dead leaves, with only the intertwined branches left, which look like dancing ghosts under the dim street lights.
There were no Binhai University students walking on the entire avenue. It was completely silent, with only the sound of dead branches breaking when Yan Shixun and Ye Li stepped on them.
“Crack…”
Binhai University has 15,000 students, most of whom live on campus.
Although according to the time when Yan Shixun and Zhang Wubing returned to the dormitory after class, the last evening class has ended and most students have returned to the dormitory, it should not be so quiet.
In Yan Shixun's memory, the four years at Binhai University were the most relaxing and leisurely time for him, full of the flavor of life.
People are running at night, playing basketball and football, participating in club activities, going out to find food or shopping... During the leisure time when there are no classes, the atmosphere on campus is warm and cozy.
But now, it is dead silent and eerie.
Even the Binhai University students who were watching the live broadcast were stunned: [Isn’t this the road below the male dormitory? It’s very convenient to go to the science building, chemistry building and the main teaching building complex. I remember that there should be people there until the dormitory is closed? ]
[? What’s going on? I was confused and went to the balcony to take a look. Right now, there were still guys singing on the avenue. Their howling was worse than the screams of ghosts.]
[Damn, the previous one is still too young. If you have watched the previous few episodes, you will not say that. Believe me, there is a limit to how bad a person's singing is, but ghosts... that is definitely the level that makes your scalp tingle and even the quilt can't save it.]
[Fuck! Don’t scare me, I’m walking on this road right now, and I was stunned when I saw that there was no one in the live broadcast. I just pulled a passerby and asked, “Classmate, can you see me?”, and the guy looked at me like I was crazy.]
[Huh? Wait, I was looking at that road from the balcony, and it felt like the tree next to it was... moving???]
[Ahhhh shut up! That’s enough, stop scaring me! It’s the wind, that’s for sure!]
Yan Shixun took the tablet from his roommate because he didn't want to reveal too much information to his younger self and didn't want the other party to have any chance of standing against him.
Another reason is to read the comments on the tablet.
Because many Binhai University students would post barrages in the live broadcast room, and the information revealed in these barrages was enough for Yan Shixun to understand the true current situation of Binhai University, and he could also see news about Cheng Jing and the young man who turned into a bloody skeleton.
Yan Shixun still cares a lot about the name Cheng Jing.
He always felt that Cheng Jing was the reason why the ghost energy was drawn to Binhai University.
Although he has not yet found sufficient evidence to support this speculation, he still chooses to pay attention to it cautiously.
When Yan Shixun saw many people saying in the barrage that there were people walking on this road, he looked around the empty area and confirmed one thing.
——The Binhai University where they are is not the real Binhai University.
It was like the situation on the highway before, a certain still space with no way out, and the road under my feet extended infinitely, but it was a never-ending circle.
Yan Shixun frowned.
The young version of "Yan Shixun" comes from his own memory. The ghost energy makes the cut space real and constructs a world of ghost energy.
So the Binhai University campus at the current time point... comes from the memory of that bloody skeleton?
There are Cheng Jing and his roommates, as well as the quiet Binhai University campus.
Just when Yan Shixun was wondering, the street lights in the entire space ahead on the boulevard suddenly flashed.
The crackling sound of electric current was particularly creepy in the dead silence of the space. Under the flickering dim light, a blurry figure appeared.
Yan Shixun's eyes became fierce, and he quickly pulled Ye Li behind the ancient tree next to them, using the thick trunk to block their figures, and stared at the road with bated breath.
The street light flickered faster and faster as if the voltage was unstable. Finally, with a "pop!", a spark flashed for a moment, and then the bulb dimmed instantly.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
The street lights exploded one after another and gradually went out.
The entire boulevard was plunged into darkness.
In an instant, the trees on both sides of the road seemed to come alive, with ghostly shadows dancing and branches like arms, pointing fiercely towards the sky.
Like an evil ghost in hell, desperately longing for light and the human world.
Yan Shixun could feel Ye Li beside him gently holding his hand.
He turned over his hand, used his finger as a pen, and wrote on the palm of his hand stroke by stroke: Don't be afraid, I'm here.
Yan Shixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Did Ye Li think he was the little fool Zhang Dabing? How many evil spirits and fierce monsters did Ye Li think he had seen? He had seen this kind of scene many times.
Yan Shixun's palm was scratched by Ye Li and it felt itchy, so he simply turned over and held Ye Li's hand, stopping Ye Li from continuing.
In the darkness, Ye Li slowly opened his eyes and his tall and slender body froze.
Yan Shixun's warmth continued to penetrate his palms, making him feel a little overwhelmed.
This was…the first time his ghost hunter took the initiative to hold his hand.
Peace of mind, full of vitality, and with human warmth.
Just as I imagined. No, it was much better than I imagined.
Ye Li felt that at this moment, his thoughts paused for a moment.
The great road of heaven and earth disappeared into nothingness, and only the figure of Yan Shixun occupied his entire mind.
The darkness gave Ye Li a protective color, so that Yan Shixun did not notice that something was wrong with him.
Yan Shixun was still concentrating on the road and did not notice that Ye Li beside him was looking at him.
In the complete darkness, the street lights suddenly flickered and made a low humming sound.
Then with a "pop", the burnt-out light bulb lit up again.
One by one, the lights on the avenue were restored.
And unlike the darkness and silence just now, the lights on the road at this time were dim and the atmosphere was quiet and warm.
Two figures slowly appeared on the road.
Two young men walked side by side on the road, holding hands. The taller one listened attentively to the conversation of the people around him, with a gentle and warm expression. He looked at the eyes of the people around him, as if he was looking at his whole world.
The translucent figures gradually solidified and walked along the road with a smile. The taller person stretched out his hand and gently brushed the petals off the shoulders of the person next to him.
The people around him looked up and smiled at him.
They whispered to each other, their love was tender and affectionate.
Yan Shixun slowly frowned.
Judging from their expressions, they were talking, but he could not hear any of their voices.
Moreover, one of them helped his companion to brush off the petals... It was late autumn now, where did the petals come from?
Obviously, this scene did not happen now.
But before the live broadcast, many Binhai University students were shocked and exploded.
[Isn't that Cheng Shen? Why is he walking with Lan Ze? Didn't they say that Lan Ze used his connections to snatch Cheng Shen's admission to graduate school? Cheng Shen doesn't mind at all? ? ]
[Wait, why do they look like a young couple?]
[Lan Ze? Lan Ze??? Didn’t he go out to relax and then disappear? The news has been reporting this for several days.]
[Fuck! Is that person in the news from our school?]
When Yan Shixun saw the comments on the tablet, his brows suddenly darkened.
From the beginning, he felt that the young man among them was the one he saw on the road.
...The true identity of the Bloody Skull.
It's Lanze.
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