The second man in quick time is mine

Yi Si was startled by the sudden sound in his ear, and felt his wrist was touched by something cold. He subconsciously wanted to break free, but the strength from his hand was getting tighter and tighter.

Wu Hua felt Yi Sisi trying to break free, and the crimson in his eyes that gradually dissipated because Yi Si stopped walking rose to his eye sockets again, and he exerted more force on his hands.

"Hmm..." Yi Si groaned unconsciously in pain, feeling the restless atmosphere around him, he finally realized what happened, and turned to look at Wu Hua who was grabbing him.

The long black hair moved without wind, and the black air could not be restrained from escaping from the whole body. His eyes were gloomy and fixed on him, which made Yi Si feel like he was being entangled by some wild beast, and he was a little out of breath.

This is a scene he often saw when he first came here a few days ago. This attitude of not believing that he would be needed made Yi Si feel a dull pain in his heart. He had never clearly realized Wuhua's inner inferiority so clearly. And in front of the people he cares about the most, this hidden dark side will expand infinitely.

Ignoring the pain coming from his hand, Yi Si squatted down and hugged Wuhua, leaning his head on Wuhua's shoulder, and sticking his lips to Wuhua's ear, he chuckled softly and affectionately, he didn't answer Wuhua Hua's question, but opened the mouth like a sigh, "Wu Hua, I love you Wu Hua." Nostalgic and lingering.

Wu Hua, who was angry at Yi Si for not answering the question for a long time, suddenly froze all over, and suddenly let go of Yi Si's hand, feeling the heat hitting his ear, he stood there in a daze, his throat dry. What the fuck, it took a long while before he unconsciously stammered dryly: "What... what?"

Yi Si tilted his head and gently kissed Wuhua's small earlobes and pale cheeks, and hugged Wuhua even tighter, "Wuhua, my little Wuhua, I love you..." No matter what you look like, you are a little girl. A child or an adult, a human or a ghost, a schizophrenic or a dementia, you will always be the Wu Hua I know, the second boy I love, and the one I... fall in love with.

The deep scarlet in Wu Hua's eyes slowly receded, revealing those dazed pure black eyes. He unconsciously tightened his hands, allowing his nails to carve bloodstains one after another on his palms. The sourness in his eyes made him Can't help blinking.

Even if he has no memory, Wu Hua also knows that no one has ever said that he loves him, and at this moment, the heat in his ears is constantly embracing himself and Yi Si, who is constantly expressing his needs for him, Became the only light in his heart.

The panic and illusion that had always existed in his heart slowly disappeared, and the feeling of emptiness and loneliness that accompanied him all the time disappeared silently.

But being abandoned in this house for so long, with no one and no ghosts, wandering alone for hundreds of years, when being strongly expressed and needed by others, Wuhua suddenly feels wronged, maybe it is the appearance of a child now, He grabbed the clothes on Yi Si's chest with both hands, tears flowed out of his eyes, he buried his head in Yi Si's arms, the tears dripped down and wet Yi Si's skirt, Wu Hua bit his lip Make noise.

Yi Si stroked Wu Hua's back and kissed his cold skin, hoping to calm his anxiety.

The person in his arms suddenly lost his voice, Yi Si anxiously let go of his holding hand, and raised his face, just for a moment, Yi Si's eyes also became a little sour.

He raised his hand and put it on Wu Hua's bloodless face, rubbing his thumb against the lips that Wu Hua had bitten tightly, he raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled a little reluctantly, "Wu Hua, be good, let go, don't bite!" , cry if you want to cry, I won’t leave, be good, be obedient, huh?”

Hearing Yi Si's gentle voice, the tears in Wu Hua's eyes became more and more uncontrollable. He was drowning in Yi Si's gentle spider web, and there was no way to escape.

Wu Hua hugged Yi Si tightly, and finally burst into tears, venting all the pain and loneliness he had suffered before, crying miserably.

Yi Si suppressed the moisture in his eyes, and kept kissing Wu Hua's forehead, letting him vent his tears.

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"Senior brother, is this the haunted house they are talking about?" A crisp voice sounded. The speaker was wearing a silver-white waist-length skirt and was sitting on a white horse. A hollowed-out silver bell, with no extra accessories, looks quite free and easy, but there is a trace of deep attachment in the eyes of the man next to him.

The man was dressed in a strong blue suit. The wristbands made of iron or copper gleamed in the sunlight. His hair was tied up high. Nine square iron blocks formed a long sword. He was holding it in his hand at the moment. The dismounted horse flicked its tail impatiently because it was close to the house.

"En." Yan Fan looked at the house in front of him, clenched the trembling ruler in his hand, his eyes were deep.

Zhen Chi was so excited, it must have been a fierce ghost, at least 500 years old, Yan Fan frowned slightly, feeling a little troublesome.

"Go in later and be careful, don't move until I tell you to make a move." Yan Fan said to Qu Xiangdie with some anxiety, his junior sister is good at everything, but a little bold and willful, he can handle the previous things, so even Watch him, but he can't guarantee this time, it's better to be more careful.

"As long as that annoying ghost surnamed Chuan doesn't come, then everything will be fine." Qu Xiangdie snorted, speaking angrily, that Chuanbai!I don't know why I always fight against them, but the senior brother still thinks that he is a genuine person, and he is not allowed to use a spell to teach that kid a lesson.

Hearing Chuanbai, Yanfan's eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, he knew what Chuanbai was thinking, nothing more than he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and felt that he was pretending to be a ghost, but he couldn't explain this kind of thing clearly, not everyone could see it Ghost, so he can only try to avoid him.

"Xiang Die, it's not his problem. I'm saying that the ghost to be recruited this time is a fierce ghost that has existed for hundreds of years. We have never come into contact with such a long-standing ghost before, so we still need to be more careful."

Qu Xiangdie curled her lips, she didn't care, there was nothing to be afraid of, her senior brother was so powerful, so what if she was a older ghost, she would be saved by her senior brother in the end.

Although he didn't take it seriously in his heart, Qu Xiangdie reluctantly nodded under Yan Fan's stern gaze.

Seeing this, Yan Fan was a little relieved. His junior sister was a little self-willed, but she would do what she promised, so that he could deal with the next thing with peace of mind.

Turning over from the horse, Yan Fan hung the ruler back to his waist, and led the horse to the old mansion.

Seeing this, Qu Xiangdie also dismounted and followed behind her senior brother.

Yan Fan originally wanted to bring the horse into the house. Even if such a big house has been abandoned for so long, the porch should still be usable. He didn’t want to be ten steps away from the gate of the mansion, and the two pure-color white horses refused to go any further. .

It was useless for Yan Fan and Qu Xiangdie to comfort them, but they had no choice but to tie the two horses to two thicker trees beside them.

And after this incident, Qu Xiangdie finally got a little bit more attention to the ghost that Yan Fan was talking about.

The white horse of her and her senior brother was opened by her father and fed the blood of a ghost hunter. Not only will she not be afraid of ordinary ghosts, but she will even chase after them automatically. It has helped her and her senior brother a lot. There has never been a scene where people dare not enter the house.

Yan Fan obviously thought of this too, he took out two pieces of yellow paper, bit his index finger to bleed, quickly drew two blood symbols, and handed one to Qu Xiangdie.

The power of the spell drawn by the ghost hunter's own blood will be greatly increased, and it can resist the attack of evil spirits. If the drawer is close, the effect will be better.

After doing all this well, Yan Fan continued to walk towards the house, looking at the long-painted gate standing in front of him and the two beautiful peach blossoms beside it, Yan Fan slowly frowned.

"Brother?" Qu Xiangdie looked at Yan Fan who was standing motionless at the door for a long time and called out in doubt.

Yan Fan came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Qu Xiangdie, shook his head, "It's okay, let's go in." After speaking, he raised his feet and walked to the door, stretched out his hands, and slowly pushed the door open.

"En." Qu Xiangdie followed closely behind her senior brother and walked in.

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Our ghost hunting group finally came, after waiting for a long time, we finally got them~~~

——three twos