to dig boyfriend's grave

In the hall, which is brightly lit like daytime, the atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.

Shen Jiming tilted his head and glanced at his gradually transparent hand, frowned and looked at 'Lin Jia' who was still adapting to his body in front of him.

He couldn't last long, so he had to make a quick decision to force the monster out of Lin Jia's body.

Lin Jia looked at his hands with admiration, his eyes were almost crazy, he finally found a body that suits him, but in the next second, a strong wind swept over his face, and he was teleported over Shen Jiming grabbed his neck and lifted it up.

"Uh uh..." Lin Jia blushed and kept pulling the hand on her neck.

"I don't know how to live or die." Shen Jiming gritted his teeth, and black shadows escaped from his hands and entered Lin Jia's neck.

Lin Jia's struggling body also stopped, but there seemed to be something contained in the throat, and it kept making cooing sounds. Seeing this, Shen Jiming increased the strength of his hands.

Streams of black blood gradually overflowed from the corners of Lin Jia's mouth, and his white eyeballs turned in a strange arc, then suddenly turned back to black.

"Brother Shen..." Lin Jia looked at Shen Jiming with a painful expression on his face, "I'm in so much pain."

Shen Jiming looked dazed for a moment, and let go of the hands that clamped his neck.

Lin Jia lost control, her eyeballs quickly turned into white pupils, and she raised her hand to throw Shen Jiming away.

Then he followed in an instant, lifted his foot and stepped heavily on Shen Jiming, who was half propped on the ground, and put him on the ground, then slowly wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, smiled and looked down at the corner of his mouth. Looking at him, "Are you running? Why don't you run away?"

Shen Jiming's face was already pale enough to be transparent, only the dark red eyes were getting deeper and deeper, as if they could drip blood.

"Such a powerful force has almost dissipated your soul, jie jie jie..." Lin Jia smiled, bent down and looked directly at him, "Why don't you be eaten by me too? In this way, you can together forever?"

Shen Jiming half-closed his eyes, laughed in a low voice for a while, and then raised his eyes to look at him, "Power...do you want?"

"Think about it." Lin Jia pressed her nose against his shoulder and sniffed lightly.

Shen Jiming looked at him sideways, hiding his whole right hand behind his back and exerting force secretly. He had many ways to force this evil spirit out, but the premise was that Lin Jia could not be hurt.

"I ate you..." Lin Jia licked her bright red lips and slowly opened her mouth.

With a sneer, Shen Jiming grabbed Lin Jia's collar and pulled it down. He quickly pressed the talisman on his chest, and then a large black shadow appeared behind Lin Jia.

"This talisman is useless to me." Lin Jia was stunned, and flicked the talisman paper on his chest with a smile.

"It's useless, I'll play with it." Shen Jiming said with a smile.

Lin Jia looked shocked and saw that the person in front of him was about to dissipate, and the whole person was so transparent that only a thin layer of glowing soul remained. "What did you do! You're crazy!"

"Do you care if I'm crazy or not? Get lost." Shen Jiming stood up, watched Lin Jia in front of him slowly crouch down with his head in his arms, and watched him twist and struggle on the ground with cold eyes.

Something was hitting his head, Lin Jia could feel himself moving, but his eyes were covered by a layer of white mist, he couldn't see anything clearly, he vaguely heard Shen Jiming calling him, but he couldn't open his mouth, his whole body It's like being locked in a dark room and can't touch anything.

Suddenly a cold thing filled his surroundings, trying to squeeze into his body, and when he felt that he was about to freeze into a block of ice, the center of his head began to emit a warm breath, enveloping his whole body, that Something cool was driven out.

Before Lin Jia opened his eyes, he seemed to hear an unwilling roar. He didn't know what happened. A pair of feet suddenly appeared in his sight. He raised his head stiffly and looked up slowly. The light was too dazzling. Looking at Shen Jiming standing in front of him.

"Lin Jia..." Shen Jiming knelt down and gently touched his face. "never mind."

Lin Jia looked at him, and then realized what happened. The evil spirit entered his body.

But... He desperately opened his eyes wide, looking at the situation in front of him in disbelief.

Shen Jiming smiled, picked up Lin Jia who was lying on the ground, bowed his head and kissed him between the eyebrows.

Lin Jia looked at him blankly. He wanted to say something, but his throat felt dry and clogged. He didn't even blink his eyelids, as if he lost his ability to respond in an instant.

He raised his almost dead hand, and touched Shen Jiming's face, so transparent.

Like you can walk through it.

It's like the whole person will disappear immediately.

"You...what's the matter." Lin Jia stared closely at his eyes, not daring to blink, even once.

"It's okay." Shen Jiming put him down from his arms, and raised his hand to rub his head. "I……"

"Fuck you! What's wrong with you?!" Lin Jia panicked for no reason. "Are you going to disappear!"

"I don't know." Shen Jiming smiled helplessly, "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? Why are you sorry?" Lin Jia suddenly felt sad without warning, as if this sentence of sorry broke the precarious string in his heart.

He clearly knew what Shen Jiming meant when he said sorry, but he didn't want to understand the hidden meaning.

He grabbed Shen Jiming and walked out the door without looking back. They left this house and this place.

There will always be a way.

"Lin Jia..." Shen Jiming sighed softly and grabbed him, holding him tightly in his arms. "I've been waiting for you for so long, and finally I've waited for you. I didn't expect to leave you so soon. I didn't expect to be like this. I thought I wouldn't lose you again. I thought I could still be with you. For a long time, I thought I would always be by your side..."

"You think it's a fart!" Lin Jia buried her head in his chest, her words choked to pieces.

"Don't cry." Shen Jiming looked at Lin Jia who was trembling with some distress, "I..."

Lin Jia didn't hear the next sentence, and a cold embrace in front of her disappeared.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, sharp stabbing pains in his chest, and he couldn't straighten his back in pain. Suddenly something choked in his throat, he turned his head to one side suddenly, coughed violently, and was choked. He couldn't breathe, his eyes turned red quickly, and he watched the blood trickle out from between his fingers, dripping onto the already blood-red floor.

Looking at the blood that was gradually merging together on the ground, he straightened up suddenly, turned his head abruptly and walked out the door. Why did he suddenly disappear?

He wants to get him back.

That old man who doesn't know where he came from must have a way.

There must be.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I was not at home yesterday and I just came back today.

I will code a little more words tomorrow.

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By the way, you bring your own clothes and food.

Let's clean up, it's time to dig a grave.