I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

"Give this to her." Yun Qingcen spread out his hand, and a trace of black mist emerged from his palm, floating towards where Zhang Ru was.

Yun Qingcen turned around, squinted his eyes and smiled, "I'm willing to give good people some preferential treatment."

Zhao Hexuan couldn't see anything, but Zhou Xuyao ​​raised his head, following the wisp of black mist with his gaze.

Zhao Hexuan was a little desperate to find that only Zhou Xuyao ​​could really see the scenery that Yun Qingcen could see, and he couldn't see anything without the porcelain vase Yun Qingcen gave him.

"Brother Qingcen." Zhou Xuyao ​​suddenly called Yun Qingcen's name, and he looked at Yun Qingcen fixedly.

At this moment, raindrops fell from the night sky, and the evening wind blew gently, blowing Yun Qingcen's hair.

Yun Qingcen's outstretched hand has not been retracted, he watched the rain fall on his palm.

But in the blink of an eye, the rain suddenly became heavier, and showers are like this, coming unreasonably and leaving quickly like the wind.

Yun Qingcen was wet from the rain, his hair stuck to his face, and the rain fell from his chin.

He tilted his head and asked amidst the sound of rain, "What are you going to say?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​looked at Yun Qingcen calmly, but his eyes were focused, as if he wanted to remember this scene firmly, he raised his voice and said, "Brother Qingcen, I will look for you tomorrow."

Yun Qingcen smiled and said, "Okay."

Zhao Hexuan had already opened the car door, and his whole body was also wet by the rain. Although the hearing aid was well waterproof, once it rained, he could only hear the noisy sound of rain. He looked at Yun Qingcen and Zhou Xuyao, But he couldn't hear what they were saying, just like many years ago, at Yun Qingcen's funeral, he saw some people went crazy, some were silent, and some were crying, but he was the only one who couldn't hear anything.

Zheng Shaowei knocked out his hearing aid.

From the day Yun Qingcen left, he lost his hearing again.

Only when Yun Qingcen was by his side did he feel that he was a normal and complete person.

Without Yun Qingcen, he would be incomplete.

Myths say that people are born with four hands, four legs, and two heads. Because people live too happily and no longer believe in God, God divides people into two halves.

So people spend their whole life looking for their other half.

It's just that some people are lucky enough to find it in the vast sea of ​​people, and some people are unlucky and never find it in their whole life.

He belongs to Yun Qingcen, but Yun Qingcen does not belong to him.

Zhao Hexuan lowered his head, the rain slid across his face, and the sound of the rain made him frown.

"Why don't you take my car and I'll take you back?" Zhou Xuyao ​​walked up to Yun Qingcen, and he looked at Yun Qingcen, pursing his lips tightly, "Don't go with Zhao Hexuan."

Yun Qingcen's voice was gentle: "Xu Yao, you are not anymore."

The expression on Zhou Xuyao's face suddenly changed.

Yun Qingcen: "You are so strange."

Zhou Xuyao's lips were trembling.

Yun Qingcen sighed: "Look, I don't like to speak too harshly, Xu Yao, if you come to me, I will be very happy to receive you."

"But I hope that the next time you appear in front of me, you can behave like an adult."

Zhou Xuyao's voice was dry: "I thought you would like me more..."

Yun Qingcen chuckled, his gentle eyebrows were like a cruel knife: "I really liked you very much back then."

At that time, Zhou Xuyao ​​was a beautiful boy who could act like a baby and wink at him. He was extremely cold in front of others, but pitiful and cute in front of him.

But Zhou Xuyao ​​ten years ago and Zhou Xuyao ​​now are not the same person in Yun Qingcen's mind.

Yun Qingcen asked him: "Xu Yao, do you hate me?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​turned his head.

"You hate me." Yun Qingcen smiled softly, "Why?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​clenched his hands into fists: "Why...you committed suicide?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and the rain was running down his face, as if he was crying.

Yun Qingcen: "I forgot."

Zhou Xuyao ​​laughed silently. He laughed silently, but his shoulders kept shaking. He reached out to hold his forehead.

"After you left, I did a lot of things." Zhou Xuyao ​​said almost madly, "I wanted to recruit your soul, but I couldn't. Do you know what method I used in the end?"

Yun Qingcen: "What way?"

Zhou Xuyao: "I committed suicide."

Zhou Xuyao ​​gasped a few times: "I think, if I die, I can go to the underworld to find you. When the time comes, no matter whether I am a lonely ghost or reincarnated, I will follow you."

Yun Qingcen stretched out his hand and raised Zhou Xuyao's chin: "Why bother?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​grinned: "I did go to the underworld, and you are nowhere to be found."

Yun Qingcen looked at him calmly: "And then?"

Zhou Xuyao: "If you're not in the underworld, then you're in the underworld. I have to come back, and I'll go back to my own body."

Yun Qingcen said softly: "It's not free, is it?"

Zhou Xuyao: "I will never enter reincarnation again. After this body dies, I will dissipate. I will suffer from the erosion of my soul day and night, but this is not unbearable."

Zhou Xuyao ​​covered his eyes: "Qingcen, why, why not me?"

"I can give everything for you, why not me?"

Love is born, and hate is born of love.

Yun Qingcen: "Xu Yao, you understand me."

Zhou Xuyao ​​let go of his hand: "Do I still have a chance?"

Yun Qingcen patted Zhou Xuyao ​​on the shoulder, and it was rare for him to say something human: "Payment and harvest are not necessarily proportional."

Zhou Xuyao ​​lowered his head, he was silent for a long time, finally raised his head when the rain was getting thinner, and smiled at Yun Qingcen: "That means I still have a chance, doesn't it?"

"You once told me that if you want something, you have to get it yourself."

Back then, Yun Qingcen was also a teacher and father to Zhou Xuyao, as well as a close friend.

Only Yun Qingcen will not stay away from him because of his weirdness and cruelty, but is willing to accept him and tolerate him.

Zhou Xuyao ​​can lean on Yun Qingcen's side when no one is around, and speak out his secret and shady desires.

Compared with Yun Qingcen, he is the one who is on the edge of morality.

Yun Qingcen can adapt to the rules and play with the rules, but Zhou Xuyao ​​can't, he can't adapt to the rules, and one day, he will be forced by the rules to become a murderer.

Without Yun Qingcen, there is no one in this world who understands him and understands him.

Yun Qingcen's death took away his only light.

Yun Qingcen glanced at the phone, and the rain had completely stopped: "It's getting late, I'm going back to rest."

Zhou Xuyao: "I'll look for you tomorrow. If you want to eat evil spirits, I'll find you."

Yun Qingcen looked at him with a half-smile.

Zhou Xuyao ​​made a smile.

It was not the flattering smile that Zhou Xuyao ​​would show before, nor was it a bright smile pretending to be innocent, but a gloomy, cold smile in the dark.

Yun Qingcen shook the phone: "Let's talk, I want to go back and take a bath."

Zhao Hexuan was standing by the side of the car, leaning against the car body, staring at Yun Qingcen and Zhou Xuyao ​​as sharply as an eagle.

Zhou Xuyao ​​sneered in Zhao Hexuan's direction.

Then he said to Yun Qingcen: "Then send me a message when you arrive, I will be there anytime."

Yun Qingcen: "Okay."

He straightened his clothes and walked towards Zhao Hexuan.

Yun Qingcen's legs were very long. He wiped his wet hair back, revealing delicate eyebrows and eyes. When he walked towards Zhao Hexuan, he looked like a model in a magazine.

He is always like this, it seems that everywhere is his stage.

"Go back." Yun Qingcen got into the car.

Zhao Hexuan and Zhou Xuyao ​​looked at each other across the air, and they turned their heads almost at the same time.

After the car started, Yun Qingcen took off his clothes and said, "Xu Yao pretended to be childish, how about you? Are you really childish or fake childish?"

Zhao Hexuan did not speak.

Yun Qingcen sat shirtless on the back seat, his skin was as cold and white as jade, and the black strip on his shoulders was in an aggressive posture, showing sharp fangs.

This gave Yun Qingcen a strange sense of desire.

Yun Qingcen looked in the rearview mirror: "I don't hate childish people, but only if that person has a face suitable for childishness."

Zhao Hexuan: "Is Zhou Xuyao ​​still suitable now?"

Yun Qingcen smiled: "He is not suitable now."

He still remembers Zhou Xuyao's cutest stage, at that stage Zhou Xuyao ​​still hesitated, he longed to become a normal person, but he couldn't become a normal person.

Zhou Xuyao ​​needed someone to support him and care about him. Yun Qingcen played that role and cared for him like a big brother.

The black cat was lying on the corner of the back seat, it was obviously jealous because Yun Qingcen didn't take it, it was whining and chirping, and it was afraid that Yun Qingcen would really ignore it, so it would carefully glance at Yun Qingcen .

Yun Qingcen stretched out his hand, and the black cat lost all its backbone. It barked coquettishly, and then rubbed its head against Yun Qingcen's palm.

Yun Qingcen sent the remaining anger of the evil ghost to the mouth of the black cat.

The black cat quickly took a bite and devoured it ferociously.

Zhao Hexuan suddenly asked: "What will happen to this cat in the future?"

Yun Qingcen stroked the black cat's smooth fur: "I don't know, it is transformed by hostility, and I am probably the only one who can raise hostility."

The black cat is a collection of the hostility of countless evil spirits. It is the deepest evil thoughts of the evil spirits. It was left behind by Yun Qingcen and slowly pieced together into a black mist.

Hei Mist needs to be raised with hostility, but the current Hei Mist is just a pet that has just given birth to intelligence, and its IQ may not be as good as that of a puppy.

But Yun Qingcen is looking forward to what the black mist will look like in the end.

Will it turn into a demon, or become something else.

In less than half an hour, they returned to the downstairs of the building.

Yun Qingcen asked Zhao Hexuan to go up with him. It was just raining, so it's best to take a bath quickly. This house was originally Zhao Hexuan's house, and it also had Zhao Hexuan's clothes.

"Is it pajamas?" Yun Qingcen asked Zhao Hexuan.

Zhao Hexuan smiled and said, "No, otherwise I'll go back in my pajamas?"

Yun Qingcen: "That's good too, you look good in pajamas."

Zhao Hexuan smiled wider.

Just when the two were about to go through the lobby on the first floor of the building to take the elevator,

But he saw two familiar figures in the reception area of ​​the lobby.

Yang Ran finally came.

And with Su Ming.

Yun Qingcen smiled maliciously.