On the second day of cohabitation, I proposed to break up

There are more and more people gathering at the exit, all of them are watching the excitement.

Probably because they have never seen the staff who were scared to run out of the haunted house. Tourists who didn't know the truth looked at them happily, and many young people were taking pictures.

Hearing the sound of taking pictures, Dong Yu supported Song Xueman's arm and stood up straight.

Song Xueman said with concern: "Is it better? Don't be afraid."

"En." Dong Yu lowered his head and said.

The scene just now had a great impact on Dong Yu. Even though he told himself in his heart that there are absolutely no ghosts in this world, he still couldn't control the fear that emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The big brother in charge rushed over after receiving the news. He looked at the status of Dongyu and the others, then glanced at Song Xueman, and said gently, "What happened? Why did everyone come out?"

Lao Liu said with an expression of the rest of his life, "We've hit a ghost!"

"Nonsense...don't talk nonsense, how can there be ghosts in this world?"

"Really! If you don't believe me, ask the fourth brother. The fourth brother was almost caught by the female ghost."

The fourth child pushed his glasses calmly and said, "Maybe we are wrong."

"Wrong?" Dong Yu shook his head in disbelief, "It's impossible for everyone to get it wrong."

Song Xueman looked down at Dongyu, sighed imperceptibly, and said, "Maybe it's someone's prank."

The fourth child gave Song Xueman a meaningful look, and echoed, "Then why would he do this?"

Song Xueman was calm and composed, raised his eyes and looked back, glanced at Dong Yu from the corner of his eye, then lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, why?"

The fourth child sneered, and said to everyone: "Don't waste your time here, go in."

The fifth child twitched, "Are you still playing?"

Dong Yu: "..."

"Playing? Do you think you are a tourist?" Lao Liu gave him a blank look.

Back at the haunted house, other staff have cleaned up the props and the floor.

Time passed quickly, and it came to eleven o'clock in the evening, the playground was closed, and it was time for everyone in Dongyu to get off work.

The little dog walked in a different direction from everyone else, and left the playground first.

The few remaining people were not in a hurry to go back to school, and they couldn't stop the car, so they walked slowly on the side of the road.

The few people in front were fighting and making trouble, while Dong Yu and Song Xueman followed behind unhurriedly.

"Tired?"

The night wind blows on the face, bitingly cold.

Dong Yu shivered uncontrollably, and replied, "It's okay."

Jumping up and down all day, no matter how tired he is, it's just that he is too tired from playing.

Song Xueman's eyes fell on Dongyu's face, she put her palm against Dongyu's arm, stroked it twice, and said, "Is it cold?"

"not cold."

"Going home tonight?"

"Don't go."

Song Xueman narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't like Dongyu saying "go" instead of "back".

"Didn't you say I'd sleep with you?"

Dong Yu shook his head: "You can't."

Song Xueman froze for a moment, "Me? No way?"

Dong Yu said as a matter of course: "You are alone, and there are four people in our dormitory."

Song Xueman's eyes were full of astonishment for a moment, and she realized that she was thinking too much. What Dong Yu said should be that the yang energy of four people is more yang energy than her own?

Did he really believe it?

Thinking of this, Song Xueman couldn't help laughing.

Dong Yu stared at him sideways, and asked suspiciously, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Song Xueman's eyes were crescent-shaped, with a feeling of malice, "I'm better than them, I can do it alone."

I don't know why, Dong Yu tasted some other meanings from his expression, which didn't make him feel uncomfortable, but just felt very strange, and there was a strange emotion that made his heart beat faster unexpectedly.

The second child who was walking in front couldn't bear it anymore and turned around. He looked at Song Xueman with dissatisfaction on his brows, "Don't go too far."

Song Xueman smiled all over her face as if she didn't understand, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Dong Yu explained: "He meant that you shouldn't look down on people too much."

The second child looked away and said to Dong Yu: "Come forward, I'll chat with you for a while."

"Oh." Dong Yu responded, and stepped up to the second child's side.

As soon as he came up, he put an arm heavily on Dongyu's shoulder.Song Xueman said: "What do you want to talk about? Let me listen too."

The second child glanced at him and said, "Let's talk about the 'female ghost' we met in the haunted house today."

Song Xueman's smile deepened, "I want to hear more."

Speaking of this, Dong Yu felt a dark wind blowing behind him, and hurriedly slipped out from under Song Xueman's arms, "You talk, I'll go find Xu Wenguan."

The sound of motorcycles galloping sounded in the distance, and several lights in the distance flickered in the middle of the road.

Everyone didn't pay attention at first, but gradually realized that the motorcycles were always circling around them, and those people were still yelling something.

The car lights hit Dong Yu's face, causing him to involuntarily cover his eyes to block the glare, and the expressions of the others became serious.

"The visitor is not kind." Song Xueman walked to Dongyu's side, and looked at the person on the motorcycle coldly.

At night, there are not many vehicles and almost no pedestrians around the playground.

At this time, a black car passed by, the owner thought something happened, rolled down the window to ask about the situation, a person stepped on the motorcycle, he put a baseball bat on his shoulder, and said to the owner: "It's okay, it's a small thing. "

The owner of the car obviously didn't want to cause trouble, closed the window and left.

Xu Wenguan lowered his voice and said, "Lao Liu, it seems to be the bald man you beat up before."

"Fuck, this grandson actually brought so many people here!" Lao Liu scolded.

Dong Yu said: "What should I do now? Run?"

The old six said: "You run, I can hold you back."

Xu Wenguan was silent, and said, "You think you're acting in a TV series?"

"Who is hypocritical with you? Run first, and then call the police. I can hit as many as possible."

Song Xueman looked around. They surrounded the surrounding area with motorcycles, and it was impossible to run away.

The fourth child said with a dark face: "Are you two stupid? Can you outrun a motorcycle?"

Song Xueman suddenly asked: "Can you ride a motorcycle?"

"I will." Lao Liu said.

"I will too." Lao Wu tremblingly raised his hand.

The second child pursed his lips, and reluctantly said: "Yes."

"What do you want to do?" Dong Yu asked confusedly.

Song Xueman said: "Dongyu will follow me, and the rest will form their own teams."

"Fight?" Having known Song Xueman for so many years, Dong Yu had never seen him fight with others, "Don't be foolish, you don't know how to fight."

Song Xueman was startled, and immediately said: "Then I will follow you."

"Ah."

The others almost understood what Song Xueman meant. Xu Wenguan and the sixth child stood together, the third child stood beside the fifth child with a smile, and the second child and the fourth child got very close.

The man with the baseball bat approached them with a smile on his face, and the other drag racing team also took out their prepared weapons and surrounded Dong Yu and the others.

"No one can help you this time." The bald man said wildly.

The sixth child said impatiently: "If you want to fight, don't fight, if you don't fight, get out."

"Are you arrogant and paralyzed?"

"Stupid, do you dare to single out?" the sixth child challenged.

Speaking of heads-up, the bald man's eyelids twitched twice. He still remembered being beaten so helplessly before, so of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to go head-to-head.

"One-on-one? There is nothing so good in the adult world! Come on! Just save your life!"

People with weapons rushed up in a swarm, and Dong Yu and the others were divided into four groups in a tacit understanding, spreading in different directions.

A steel pipe hit him head-on, and while Dong Yu dodged sideways, he did not forget to take care of Song Xueman behind him.

In his opinion, although Song Xueman often works out, he has always looked like a gentleman and a scholar, and it is impossible for him to participate in such things as fighting.

Sensing Dong Yu's worries, Song Xue filled her eyes with a little smile and said, "Leave me alone, I can take care of myself."

Dong Yu gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Dong Yu is tall and strong, so he can easily handle the siege of several people, but he is always paying attention to Song Xueman's movements, so he will inevitably be distracted.

A strong baseball bat greeted Dongyu's back, the sudden dull pain made Dongyu groan, he turned around and kicked the man, the baseball bat also rolled to the ground.

"Dong Yu!" Song Xueman supported Dong Yu.

"I'm fine, let's go." Dong Yu turned around and said.

But he didn't see that the man who was kicked to the ground by him picked up the baseball bat unwillingly, and hit Dong Yu hard on the back of the head.

The gust of wind blew close to his ears, and Dong Yu realized something instantly, but it was too late.

At the very moment, Song Xueman stretched out his hand suddenly, covering the back of Dongyu's head with his palm, sticking his five fingers to his hair, wrapping Dongyu's head in it.

The huge impact made Dongyu take a step forward, but the expected pain did not appear.

Dongyu guessed something.

He raised his head in shock and saw Song Xueman's expression.

Song Xueman's expression was gloomy and cold, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were like sharp ice, looking at the position behind Dongyu.

Sensing Dong Yu's gaze, Song Xueman lowered her eyes, stroked Dong Yu's head twice with slightly trembling palms, and said, "Close your eyes and wait for me."

By accident, Dong Yu closed his eyes.

The eyes were shrouded in darkness, and the scene just now was clearly reflected in his mind.

Song Xueman moved her gauze-wrapped left hand, the blood soaked the gauze and kept dripping out.

There was no expression on his face, and every step he took outside brought a suffocating sense of pressure.

The man wielding a baseball bat was pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably as Song Xueman kept approaching.

The baseball bat rolled out of his hand and rolled to his feet.

Song Xueman bent down and picked up the baseball bat.

He seemed to have picked up a delicate pen, holding one end with his bony fingers, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc. The next second, he raised his arm and hit the man's temple with a stick.

"what--"

"Brother Song!" Xu Wenguan yelled not far away. Song Xueman turned around and saw a man rushing towards Dong Yu with a weapon. He threw the baseball bat in his hand and hit the man on the bridge of the nose.

"Yo hoo—"

Everyone looked sideways, and the youngest and the third had already got on the motorcycle.

The drag racing team was dumbfounded, and they all wanted to chase, so Xu Wenguan and the others took the opportunity to step on the nearest motorcycle and walk away.

Song Xueman didn't delay, grabbed Dongyu and said, "It can be opened, let's go."

Dong Yu didn't have time to ask more questions, and he was pulled onto a motorcycle by him. When he was leaving, Song Xue glanced at the man bleeding profusely on the ground, and said, "He won't die for the time being, I advise you to send him to the doctor in time."

The drag racing team originally wanted to chase, but they all panicked when they heard this, and hurriedly checked the man's injuries.

The motorcycle was moving forward, and Dong Yu heard the roar of the bald man behind him: "Why didn't you take out the key when you got off the car?!"

"Hurry up." Song Xueman urged.

Dong Yu grabbed Song Xueman's clothes tightly, and the strong wind was blowing from the front. He moved closer to Song Xueman, and asked worriedly, "How are your hands?"

"No problem."

"What did you just do?"

"do not you know?"

"Didn't you tell me to close my eyes?"

Song Xueman's tense nerves finally relaxed. He smiled and said, "Are you stupid? If I tell you to close your eyes, you just close your eyes. You trust me so much?"

"...I won't listen to you anymore."

Song Xueman lost his expression, bowed his head and said nothing.

Just now, he almost lost Dongyu.

With that angle and that strength, Dong Yu will undoubtedly die.

The author has something to say: So what, the pigeon spirit is here...