hey your coffin lid is flying

Jia Luoye stood on the balcony and watched Xiang Yang leave, and waited until he completely disappeared from his sight, then retreated to the room, sat down on the small stool next to him, and was stunned for a long time.

Until Anai was carried back by Sister Wang, he didn't react.

After Xiang Yang came out of Galoye's room, he went back to the room to take a shower, and changed into a set of clothes that he had bought for a long time but hadn't worn much.

He looked down at his watch, the time was just right, neither too early nor too late.

Just left a note on the table:

"I'll go out at night and not eat at home."

After finishing writing, Xiang Yang went out with his mobile phone in his pocket, went straight to the entrance of the community, called a car, and went straight to Xiasha Haunted House.

Although it is a weekend, there is still an evening peak.

It took five or 10 minutes to reach the gate of the paradise, and the sky was dimmed at this time.

At this moment, all the projects that need light are closed, and the paradise is very quiet. Xiang Yang walks slowly to the innermost haunted house with his hands in his pockets.

The night wind was rustling, and it was biting to the bone.

After walking for about five or six minutes, we arrived at the entrance of the "Haunted House New Scene" that we played during the day.

The strange thing is that just as Xiang Yang arrived, the coffin-like door opened automatically.

Xiang Yang walked in with his pocket in his pocket, expressionless.

"I'm here, where are you?"

As soon as the words fell, a slightly old man's voice came from not far away, "Here. I really didn't expect you to come."

Xiang Yang's pupils shrank, and his eyes instantly adapted to the dark environment.

The voice was an old man in black clothes, with his back to himself, standing alone in front of a mural in the cave.

Xiang Yang ignored him and continued to walk slowly.

The old man grinned and turned around.

Xiang Yang and him looked at each other, and found that the old man's eyes were wide open, with no focus at all, and there was nothingness inside.

The old man is blind.

Xiang Yang didn't know why he came here tonight. To be precise, he had been in a daze since he entered this haunted house during the day, and his thoughts and brain became extremely numb.

This feeling is as if there is another person living in my brain. That person has been sleeping in the years before me, and I just woke up today.

He has an indescribable desire to protect and control Galoye.

At the same time, he also had some inextricable relationship with the blind old man in front of him.

Without too many pleasantries, Xiang Yang asked straight to the point: "Why did you wake me up?"

"I'm old, what reason can I have?" The old man still smiled, "I just want to see an old friend."

Xiang Yang frowned, turned around and left.

"Wait." The old man quickly reached out his hand to stop him, "How is Jia Luoye doing?"

Xiang Yang's tone was light: "It's very good, it's better than in your hands."

The old man smiled reassuringly, "I knew it was right to leave it to you."

Xiang Yang replied: "I really don't know whether to say you are big-hearted or foolish. Put him by my side, and you won't be afraid that I will accidentally eat it."

The old man looked at Xiang Yang with empty eye sockets. His blind eyes seemed to be in focus at that moment, but they lost focus again after a short period of time. "I know better than anyone else that you are him and the patron saint. To him? Won't."

The corner of Xiang Yang's mouth twitched, "I think you are really confused. I am a beast. I will be a beast for eternity and reincarnation. I will never become a god."

The old man didn't refute anymore, but took out something from his body and stuffed it.

Xiang Yang picked it up and took a look, only to find that what the old man handed over was a jade pendant. This jade pendant glowed with a faint light. The lines and carvings were very tricky and elegant, and it also had a cold air. It felt like the kind that would kill you if you touched it.

Xiang Yang frowned and stared at the jade pendant: "Isn't this the Nine Nether Soul Jade from the Underworld?"

The old man didn't change his face: "I didn't expect you to have such a good memory. After so many years, you still remember?"

"That's no nonsense," Xiang Yang rolled his eyes at the old man, "Back then you were willing to fight me to the death for this piece of jade, even if you sacrificed your eyes, and now you just give it to me so easily?"

The old man smiled: "Anyway, you like it, I don't have eyes to poke you anymore."

Xiang Yang's eyes were fixed on the old man's face, his eye circles were reddish: "Are you going to die?"

As soon as the old man turned around, he said in an angry tone, "Guardian, you really know how to chat. I am the incarnation of ancient evil spirit. I have no body and no soul, how can I die."

At that moment, a trace of joy flashed across Xiang Yang's face, but it was fleeting.

Xiang Yang played with Youyu in his hand a few times, then handed it back blankly: "You can't die, so just hold it by yourself. I'm not you, I will die."

The old man didn't answer, but just showed him a meaningful smile, "Don't refuse, the time for you to wake up this time is almost here, don't hurry back."

"You let me come and I will come, let me go and I will go," Xiang Yang said displeased, "Do you think I am an elevator? Hurry up, take it back for me."

The old man stepped back half a step, gently waved his sleeves, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind in an instant, whistling past.

Xiang Yang clicked his tongue and cursed in a low voice, "An old thing that never speaks clearly."

The first thing Xiang Yang did when he got home from the haunted house was to fall asleep, but considering that he had come into contact with that bad old man tonight, he got up and took a shower by force.

When I fell on the bed, my head was dizzy and heavy.

When he was still a little away from the pillow, he could feel that he was about to fall asleep.

Maybe the next awakening will be tomorrow, maybe ten years later, or... never in this lifetime.

Will you be sad?

meeting!

Why?Because of Galois?

Yes!

Haven't you already seen him and kissed him?Isn't that enough?

Um!Really not enough!

Xiang Yang lay on the pillow, his lips had an aftertaste, the smell of Jia Luoye's body.

It's really not enough!

Rationality and instinct were tangled and struggling crazily in Xiang Yang's mind, which made him feel so painful that he was about to die.

But he can only endure such pain, after all, this is the choice he made at the beginning.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled slightly.

Anyway, I have endured it for tens of thousands of years, this time I just endured it for another night.

It shouldn't be that difficult.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang gave a wry smile, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

A night without dreams.

Until the dawn of the next day, Xiang Yang still maintained the posture in which he went to bed last night.

I didn't expect my biological clock to fail.

Although I can still hear the voices of my parents packing up their things and getting ready to go out, the voices of birds standing on the branches singing loudly, and the voices of the old people in the community who like morning exercises...

It's just that none of these things woke him up. It was a wonderful feeling to know that he was sleeping and to be able to sleep so deeply and comfortably.

He waited until the bedside phone rang for the third time before he opened his eyes reluctantly.

Third time?

Ah yes, it's been the third time. The first two times seemed to be when the bird was singing. At that time, I thought it was the BGM of the bird!

He closed his eyes and tried to fumble for the phone.

It took him a long time to get rid of the phantom on some overly bright phone screens, and then he could clearly see that the caller was Galoye.

Galoye?

Galoye!

It only took Xiang Yang about half a second to get out of the sleepy state and sit up.

With a mess of hair on his face, he was confused.

Yesterday I seemed... as if I was kissed by him? !