The handsome men of the comics rushed over

"La la la..." A hedgehog-headed kid wearing glasses hummed a song and jumped happily.

Suddenly, something attracted his attention and he leaned forward. It was a small yellow flower, which was destroyed in the next second.

"Why are you crying here?" A little hedgehog head, holding a yellow flower in his hand, quietly poked his head out.

From a long distance, Qian saw a small figure, curled up and trembling.

Liu raised her head from her knees and looked at a hedgehog-headed child with tearful eyes.

Qian looked at the adorable little girl. She had big eyes with tears in them, a small nose, rosy lips, and a cute doll head. Her head was slightly tilted to the side. She was extremely adorable.

"For...for you." Qian's face flushed pink. He scratched his head unconsciously, looked up at the sky, and handed the small flower in his hand forward, observing the other person's expression from time to time.

But what I didn't expect was that the other party didn't look happy, but was extremely angry.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Qian looked at Xiaohua who had lowered her head, somewhat puzzled.

"I'm... a boy!!!" She puffed up her cheeks, which had become as round as a tomato because of her anger.

"!!!!" Qian was shocked instantly. My little sister actually turned into a little brother.

"Crack." A young boy's heart was completely shattered into pieces, the kind that couldn't be picked up again.

Qian recovered after a while and sat next to Liu. "Why are you crying?"

Liu wiped her tears, looked into the distance, and said sullenly, "My parents left and sent me to my grandma's house."

Qian stood up somewhat at a loss, not knowing how to comfort him, "You...you...don't cry, look at me."

Qian stood in front of Liu, making all kinds of funny expressions.

Liu looked at Gan, whose mouth was stretched and eyes were pressed together, and he burst out laughing.

"You can't cry anymore after you laugh." Qian finally felt relieved, sat on the grass, and smiled widely, "My name is Qian Zhenzhi."

"My name is Yanagi Renji."

"We will be good friends from now on."

"Uh-huh."

"I like playing tennis, how about you?"

"Me too."

"Then let's play tennis together tomorrow."

"it is good."

The setting sun shines on the two of you, and the love you feel for each other is so warm.

Every day thereafter, the two of them played happily together.

That day, Liu sat down next to Qian with a listless look and slumped shoulders.

"What's wrong with you, Liu?" Qian looked at Liu worriedly.

"It's okay." Liu tried hard to force a smile, but failed in the end. He lowered his head and was silent for a moment, "...Qian, do you think there are ghosts in the world?"

"How could there be ghosts in the world?" Qian laughed loudly, but seeing Liu's dull eyes, he slowly said, "It can't be true."

That night, Qian followed Liu back to his home. The two of them held their weapons - tennis rackets, and looked at the dark room vigilantly.

Suddenly the lights came on, and the two of them covered their eyes. When they got used to the light, Xinai put her hands down. "Lian Er is back," said Liu's grandmother, a person with a very kind face.

With the food in hand, he placed it on the table and said with a smile, "Come and eat."

"Thank you grandma~" Qian smiled and pulled Liu to sit down.

For some reason, Liu didn't say a word and ate his meal in silence.

After dinner, the two returned to the room.

Liu turned on the light and said, "It's here. Every night there is a dark figure in front of my window." Liu pointed to the side of his bed.