Memories of the Ultimate Evil Girl

Generally speaking, if you want to feel better in this situation, of course it would be better to take the initiative, but as far as my personality is concerned, I just can’t take the initiative. Everything is passive and I like to escape. I was angry, or worried about the only teacher, so I waited for a text message from Wang Charlie all night, but I didn't receive a single one, which also caused me to suffer from insomnia again.

I didn't sleep well all night, and the dark circles under my eyes got worse again. Because of the wound, I didn't plan to go to school, so I asked Xiaofeng to ask for leave for me, and worried whether Charlie Wang would wait for me downstairs I went downstairs early and waited, but the fact is that Charlie Wang didn't come to pick me up.

Sure enough... are you still angry?Looking at the class time, he sighed deeply, and returned home by himself, only to find that David's phone was still disconnected.

"What's the matter? Why can't David's phone be connected?" I looked at my mobile phone in doubt, which once again reminded the other party that it was inconvenient to answer the phone, and hung up the phone.

Lost and hugging the pillow on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and unwilling to go to Charlie Wang, now I am looking at the ticket that I put in the photo frame on the bedside, the photo behind the ticket is our group photo.

Sighing, he began to prepare his things and planned to go out, and went to the small river.

The wind by the small river is as comfortable as ever, as if it could take away all my troubles, my heart slowly calmed down, but at this moment, I seemed to feel someone behind me, and I turned my head to see It was a familiar face, and he raised his hand, as if he was about to attack me: "Xiao Yang?!" He exclaimed, and the person in front of him was about to strike me down.

Turning around in a hurry to avoid it, he sat down on the ground: "Xiao Yang? No, no, you are a martial corpse." Standing up hastily, he confronted Xiao Yang who was already a martial corpse in front of him.

What I feel is that there is still a trace of soul in the body of Xiao Yang who has become a martial corpse. I am not sure, but it seems to be Xiao Yang that I saw with "Looking for Spiritual Songs" that day.

Xiao Yang is approaching step by step, and I am constantly retreating. Although it is unlikely, I still plan to try to control her, so I throw out the 'soul silk', and Xiao Yang also plans to punch her. Silk thread The length of the fist touched her skin faster than Xiao Yang's punches, but I couldn't control things without a soul, so seeing that Xiao Yang didn't want to stop, I had to pull back the silk thread and turned around to avoid Xiao Yang's fist.飏.

If I force it, I will definitely not be able to beat her. What should I do... Xiao Yang attacks again, and I can only use my own abilities to deploy a protective net to block Xiao Yang's attack, but this is the case , will be attacked sooner or later.

Xiao Yang's attack was very violent, I was struggling to dodge, and I wanted to escape when I saw the right time, but was blocked, and Xiao Yang approached again.

Probably because it is a martial corpse, so Xiaoyang's physical strength seems to be endless. I am getting tired, and I can't escape. I don't know what to do, but at this moment, a purple light is emitted from one side , bypassing me and hitting Xiao Yang directly, Xiao Yang quickly blocked the light coming towards him with both hands, and blocked it tightly.

"What's going on?" Some people were stunned thinking, but their wrists were grabbed.

"Why are you still standing there, let's go." A familiar voice sounded, and when I turned around, I saw that the ghost was grabbing me.

Only then did he react and hurriedly followed the ghost to teleport away, avoiding Xiao Yang's pursuit.

The speed of the ghost's teleportation is too fast, so I can't keep up a little. After stopping, I leaned on the wall on one side and started to pant. Can't run anymore?"

I slowed down a little, but I still leaned against the wall and looked at the ghost with some panting: "Why are you there? You are not someone who doesn't go out for ten days and half a month."

The ghost looked at me and smiled: "I'm in a good mood recently, so I went out for a walk and saw you." After the ghost finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at me: "But it's you, why don't you go to school? wandering around?"

I recovered a little bit of strength, stood up straight, raised my lowered head, looked at the ghost: "I'm on leave, I'm not feeling well."

"Not feeling well?" Hearing these words, the ghost directly touched my forehead with his hand, with a puzzled look on his face: "Is there no fever?" Then he looked at me and asked worriedly: "Still have a cough? A cold? sweating?"

"Not at all..." After curling his lips, he touched his shoulder: "It's hurt."

Hearing that I was injured, the ghost frowned obviously: "Injured? Shoulder?"

Nodded: "It hurt yesterday, but it's much better."

"No, I still have to take a look for you." After relaxing his expression a little, the ghost continued: "Let's go, go to my place."

"I'm really fine." He opened his mouth after looking at the ghost.

"No, I'll let you have a look before you're allowed to leave, and you can't change your medicine alone, right?" The ghost said to me seriously: "Be obedient."

Looking at the ghost's serious expression, I actually knew that I couldn't leave, so I had no choice but to compromise and follow the ghost to his room.

After the ghost took me in through the back door, he took me to the second floor, which I hadn't been to for a long time. After going up the stairs, there was a living room that was much brighter than the dark warehouse downstairs. This living room was not very big. , but there are things like sofas and TVs that should be there, and there are two corridors on the left and right sides of the stairs. Each corridor has three rooms on the left and two rooms on the right. If I remember correctly, the corridor on the left The first room is the dormitory of the ghost, the second is his work room, the third is the washroom, and the two rooms on the right are vacated bedrooms, one of which was left to me by the ghost, saying that it will be used in future. You can come and live.

"Go to your room, I'll go to the workshop to get a medicine box." After finishing speaking, the ghost went to the room on the left, and I went to the first room on the right.

Because I often live with my father, I haven’t seen it much. I don’t know if I don’t see it. It’s really shocking to see it. The decoration inside is very cute. The bed is full of dolls, and the whole color is The fan tune made me a little overwhelmed, but the items inside are also very complete, there should be everything, except for a bunch of dolls.

To be honest, I really don't know where the ghost's feelings for me have gone, so it seems that I always feel that he spoils me a little too much?

Some shyly walked in, sat by the bed, picked up a doll, it was a very cute white rabbit, very comfortable to the touch, sat by the bed and looked at the decoration inside, suddenly felt Well, being spoiled by a ghost is actually quite good. He cares about me very much, and he will buy me things. He is also a seller of weapons and supernatural items, so he will give them to me directly. If he finds another A girlfriend might not treat me like this.

"Then his girlfriend must be very happy, right? Don't you think so?" Seeing the rabbit smiling, the door on one side was opened, and the ghost came in with a medicine box.

"Is the room you prepared for me so girly?" Looking at the ghost, he said, "Not all girls like pink."

"Don't you like it? Besides pink, there are many dolls?" The ghost found a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at me and said, "Take off the clothes a little and let me have a look."

"Oh..." I turned around obediently, put the rabbit aside, and slightly exposed my shoulders. On it was the bandage that I didn't fix when I changed the dressing alone.

"Look at the bandages you made by yourself. It's so ugly." When the ghost saw it, he couldn't help complaining: "What's wrong with your little boyfriend? Isn't he coming to help you?"

I didn't answer, and I didn't know how to answer, I just lowered my head and remained silent.

Seeing that I was unwilling to answer, the ghost continued to speak: "Why, did you quarrel?"

He nodded slightly: "Well...well."

The ghost helped me remove the old bandage and said, "He just remembered that you haven't had a month, why did you quarrel? Is your relationship so fragile?"

"It's not... just... something happened." He said, and told the ghost what happened. When the ghost who removed the old bandage heard the words "pure-bred night crawler", The hand that helped me apply the new medicine shook visibly, and he didn't speak until I finished speaking.

"There is still a purebred Nightcrawler, he is too lucky." The ghost said, and slowly wiped my wound with water.

"Yeah, the only teacher seems to be the only one, the only living purebred night crawler, or the royal family." He said: "But it's also because of this, Wang Charlie should still be angry now, he hasn't come to ask over my situation."

"You, knowing that your little boyfriend doesn't like it and still doing this, you just stepped on his thunder, can you not be angry?" Guicai said angrily.

"But I'm also worried about him. What if he is really swallowed by the sword in the lake? What should I do if I stay?" He lowered his head and asked.

After applying the medicine, the ghost began to change the bandage for me: "You still have me."

"But I don't like you."

"It's not too late to like it then."

"What's the matter with you?" Puzzled, he simply turned around and looked at Guicai, whose bandaged hands stayed in the air.

The ghost looked at me with an unhappy look, and put his hands on his thighs: "Why, don't you want to like me so much?"

"But you were the one who delivered me, so much older than me." I frowned and looked at him.

"That's what I said, but you can still like me." The devil said with a smile.

I frowned and looked at him, wondering if he was teasing me, but there seemed to be no joke in my heart: "You, ghost, you don't like me, do you?"

Hearing this sentence, the ghost laughed loudly: "What are you thinking? I said that I gave birth to you. How could I like you? At most, you are like a daughter?"

"Really? Then it's impossible for me to like my father, right?" He frowned.

"It's true, but it doesn't prevent you from liking me." The ghost looked at me and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go back."

Turning back slowly, I could no longer see Guicai's expression, but I could feel that he seemed a little sad in his heart. I didn't know Guicai's life experience very well, and I didn't quite understand why he was a little sad at this time: "Ghost , did what I just said hurt you? Why...are you sad?"

Hearing my words, the ghost who just finished finishing just smiled: "Do I have it? Probably because I heard you say that you won't like me, so you are very sad? Can my daughter not like my father not be sad?"

"Ghost, I want to hear the truth." Said clearly word by word: "It's rare for you who are usually joking to have such feelings."

The ghost did not speak, and the smile on his face became different. He just smiled emotionlessly. After finishing the bandage on his hand, he remained silent. I turned to look at him again in doubt. He was silently packed his medicine box: "Ghost?"

After tidying up my medicine box, I pulled my clothes to cover my wound: "I checked the wound and it's fine. You can go back to school tomorrow." After the ghost said with a smile, He silently took the medicine box and left.

what happened?Is it my reason?He watched suspiciously as he closed the door.

After arriving at the bottom, because he was worried that Xiao Yang would attack me again, the ghost planned to take me home in person, and also had a meal together by the way. Unlike usual, he didn't talk too much at the dinner table, and he didn't talk too much along the way. He didn't say a word that was different from usual, he seemed to be thinking about something all the time, I could feel that he was constantly feeling sad, and it was hard for me to ask him if he didn't open his mouth.

"You don't have to pay too much attention to me." Halfway through the walk, the ghost suddenly said, "I'm fine, and it's not your wish."

"Are you really okay?" The ghost who turned his head and looked to the side said, "Actually, I'm not saying that I won't like you completely. If it's just the way my father likes you, I still like you very much. Really, I still like you." have friends."

The ghost looked at me and smiled: "Really?"

"Really." He nodded.

The ghost looked at me with a smile: "Then I will believe it, no matter what I like, whether it is my father's or my friend's."

"En." He said with a smile, the sadness in Guicai's heart has not disappeared, but at least it is not so serious.

After recovering a little atmosphere, Guicai started talking to me about the interesting things that happened again. I thought I should just come out, so I followed Guicai back to the commercial street from the way home, and walked happily all the way.

After dinner in the evening, the ghost officially took me on the way home, talking and laughing along the way, let me forget all the bad things first, but when I was downstairs at home, a familiar The figure made me stop again.

It seemed that he heard the sound of someone coming, and Wang Charlie, who was still hesitating whether to go forward, turned around and looked at me and Guicai.

The author has something to say: Then why are ghosts sad?Please look forward to it!Happy reading everyone!