Zimo of Our Boyhood

"Damn it, I can't sleep at all!!" As soon as I closed my eyes, a picture of a little girl in a red dress waving appeared in my mind! !The child is silent, strange and chaotic.In my previous life, I would never believe in such strange things, but this life is different, such things as time travel exist, and the theory of souls and ghosts is even more inseparable. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" And I used to feel very comfortable at home alone, but now I am the only one in such a big house. I hugged the pillow and looked out through the door of the room. It was dark and bottomless. How come there seems to be a white shadow! ! ! "AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMy meat doesn't taste good, and my soul doesn't taste good either, woo woo woo~~ what should I do! !

"As the saying goes, it is better to be alone than to be happy, and to be afraid alone is not as good as to be afraid of others!" I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, made a huge determination, picked up my pillow and left!

"Ding dong ding dong—— ding dong ding dong" Why didn't Wu Tong open the door, the wind was blowing here, Xiaosheng was afraid! !no. "Ding dong ding dong—— ding dong ding dong" I started bombarding the doorbell again.

"Kacha" the door finally opened.Wu Tong's head slowly poked out from the inside, and when he saw it was me, he was obviously startled and relieved, he stood up and looked at me and said, "Why?"

"Wu Tong, didn't you think of the ghost in the red dress that I saw at school at night? I thought you should be frightened. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to sleep alone at home, so I came here to accompany you~~~How about~~ Thank you Not moved." I smiled brightly at Lie, as for the effect of my white teeth in this dark street lit by a few long street lamps, I don't know.

"Stop laughing, you're not stupid." Wu Tong turned sideways, "Come in."

"Okay~" Ying Wan slipped in immediately, otherwise what if he regretted not letting me in the next second.I don't want to go back and face Le alone. "The lights in your house are turned on quite well~" I glanced around and found that almost everything was turned on, not only the hall, but even the toilet, kitchen and so on.

"I want you to take care of it." Wu Tong turned off the lights one by one while talking.

I hugged the pillow and followed Wu Tong to the second floor, pointed to a room and said to me, "This is the guest room next to me, you are..."

Before Wu Tong finished speaking, I rushed into his room and sat on his bed, "Don't be so troublesome, I can make do with you and sleep for one night, I don't despise you." Sleep, then wouldn't it be pointless for me to come here, what if I see a ghost! !

"You don't dislike it, I dislike it." Wu Tong complained, and turned off the lights in other rooms on the second floor.

"You want to sleep with this salted fish?" When Wu Tong came back, he saw Zi Mo holding a... salted fish?Lying on his bed, he pointed to my pillow and asked.

"Yeah, I can't sleep without holding it at night, and it's salmon, not salted fish."

"Dead fish eyes are not all the same. Take it away, or I will sleep!!"

I looked at the bed, it was a single bed, even though it was bigger, it was still a single bed, I was the only one, the one I was holding was about the same size as me, it was quite empty lying on the bed, but plus Shang Wutong's one is obviously not big enough.Woooooooo~ Dad, I reluctantly gave up my love later, whoever makes me a landlord.Staring at Wu Tong's death, I silently put the cute little salmon on the chair beside me.Then he patted the other half of the bed and extended a friendly invitation to Wu Tong. The light in the room was turned off.But with the moonlight coming in from the window, they can still see each other clearly.

"Good night~~"

"Good night--"

It may be because I know that there is someone by my side, even in a big home, I don’t feel lonely, even in the dark, I don’t fear the arrival of ghosts, and I gradually fall into a deep sleep under the soft moonlight and cool evening breeze Among them, whether it's Zi Mo or Wu Tong -- good night~ sweet dreams.

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I was so excited while writing this chapter! ! !wretched heart rippling