monopolize her

Wen Yuran stared at the jade pendant on the little girl's neck for a long time.

She remembered the treasure that the master had mentioned.

The master said that ordinary ghosts cannot be exposed to the sun for a long time, and it is impossible to maintain the entity all the time, but the reason why the little girl can do it is because of a special treasure

——What will happen if the little girl loses her treasure?

This thought flashed through Wen Yuran's mind without leaving a trace.

The cold hand on the forehead gradually moved down, covering Wen Yuran's eyes, the eye sockets were slightly itchy, and his vision went dark.

"Sleep a little longer." The little girl whispered in her ear.

The cold chill rubbed against the pinna and penetrated deep into the ear canal.

Wen Yuran shivered, his fingers clenched the bed sheet tightly, and the flow of blood seemed to be sluggish.

Silence spread little by little, and there was still darkness in sight. Wen Yuran tensed her body and lay there quietly. After a while, she gradually relaxed and closed her eyes.

Drowsiness struck again, her weak body sank into the soft bedding, and she quickly fell asleep again.

It was almost noon when I woke up.

Hmm...it smells so good.

There was a vague smell of food lingering at the tip of his nose, Wen Yuran moved his nose subconsciously and took a few breaths, imagining the delicious taste in his mouth from the smell.

Wen Yuran put the back of his hand lightly above his eyes, separated his fingers a little, and looked out through the gap.

The curtains were drawn, letting sunlight in.

The little girl stood beside the bed with half of her sleeves rolled up, her clean and flawless wrists were exposed in front of her eyes, she was holding a rice bowl in her hand, and there were vegetables on the bedside table.

This picture was too warm, so warm that she forgot her fear for a moment.

My stomach is empty, I feel a little uncomfortable, I am really hungry.

"Are you feeling well?" the little girl passed lightly.

Wen Yuran put down his hands, his eyes gradually adapted to the sunlight, and then half sat up with his arms propped up.

"Okay." Wen Yuran replied.

"Let's eat then."

"it is good."

The dialogue was rather curt and stilted.

At this moment, Wen Yuran was half-sitting on the bed, while the little girl was standing.From Wen Yuran's perspective, he could feel those dark eyes looking straight down at him.

The muted fear returned.

She doesn't have a talisman now, and she doesn't know where her phone went.Wen Yuran clearly realized that he was in a disadvantaged environment where he was overlooked.

The little girl handed the rice bowl to her eyes, her white wrist shimmering in the sun.

Wen Yuran didn't have the time to think about whether there was any problem with the bowl of rice, so he could only bend the corner of his mouth stiffly, then obediently took the rice bowl, and ate the food on the bedside with chopsticks.

taste good.

Wen Yuran couldn't deny that during the days when the little girl disappeared, he missed this smell very much.

After a brief period of guard, Wen Yuran unconsciously accelerated the speed of eating, and didn't pay attention to his image for a while, and a few curly hair floated to his forehead.

Suddenly, the skin on the forehead became cold.

It's the little girl's finger.

That finger gently brushed away Wen Yuran's hair, and pulled it behind Wen Yuran's ear, the cold touch made her nerves tremble.

Wen Yuran's eating movements stopped suddenly.

The finger didn't leave immediately, but slowly moved down along the arc of the ear, down, and finally lingered on the earlobe.

The icy chill mixed with an unknown tingling sensation hit the heart directly.

"Why don't you eat?" The little girl asked sweetly.

The cold hand slid down little by little, and slid to the neck, the cold scraped the skin of the back of the neck, showing no intention of leaving.

"...I'm full." Wen Yuran swallowed, restrained his emotions, and replied in a tense voice.

Wen Yuran put the bowl on the dinner plate of the bedside table, and at the same time avoided the hand on the neck by virtue of the movement trend.

The coldness was removed.

Wen Yuran quietly relaxed a little.

The little girl noticed her avoidance, and slowly withdrew her hand inch by inch, lowering her head slightly, her eyes immersed in the shadows, dim and unclear.

Wen Yuran took a deep breath.

"You..." Wen Yuran restrained his fear, paused for a few seconds, and finally opened his mouth, "You said... I can ask you questions."

Too few clues, too many unknown areas.

Although the little girl's words are hard to distinguish between true and false, they can at least provide some information.

silence.

Wen Yuran's fingers clenched the bed sheet, increasing it a little bit.In the narrow bedroom, only the sound of his own breathing could be heard.

Just when she thought she would not get an answer, the little girl broke the silence.

"Well, you can ask." The little girl hung her head and spit out a few words from her lips.

Those straight eyes that made Wen Yuran feel uncomfortable were covered by shadows, and her fair and beautiful face was shrunk behind the black braids, and the cold hostility was restrained, looking docile and harmless, well-behaved and pleasant.

Wen Yuran suppressed a moment of upset, looked away, and asked, "...why is my body uncomfortable?"

"Because there are other ghosts haunting you."

"...Who are the other ghosts?"

"Ge Tianhai. He thinks you're resentful because you're not going to save him."

"What about the car accident?"

"It's him too."

"So... you saved me?"

Wen Yuran squinted his eyes, pondered over his words, and asked.

"Yes."

This conversation proceeded quite quickly, and even if there was a short pause, it was still on Wen Yuran's side. The little girl answered crisply, and her sweet and soft words flowed from her ears to her heart.

After Wen Yuran finished listening, he put his right hand on his forehead and gently pressed his temples. Messy thoughts flooded into his mind, and then he slowly sorted them out into lines.

It's hard to tell how much the little girl's words are true and how much false.

Wen Yuran didn't dare to believe it completely.

The bed sheet clutched by his left hand was already crumpled into one piece, and his thoughts finally led to the strongest question.

"then you……"

Then why are you pestering me?

As soon as this question came to his lips, Wen Yuran swallowed it back, fearing that the question would be inappropriate and irritate the little girl.

She paused for a second, chose to follow the little girl's logic, and changed the phrase.

"Then why did you save me?" Wen Yuran asked, his voice trying to maintain a cool and steady voice.

The voice fell.

The little girl suddenly looked up.

A pair of dark eyes stared straight at her.

The gaze lasted two seconds.

After two seconds.

The little girl tilted her head, smiled suddenly, then leaned down, and slowly raised her hand.

The distance between the two shortened in an instant.

This move touched Wen Yuran's nerves, making her subconsciously alert and uneasy.

Her pupils contracted a little, watching the little girl's fingers approaching a little bit in the field of vision, and finally landed on her cheek.

Take a tight breath.

Wen Yuran instinctively wanted to avoid it, but finally held back, she was waiting, waiting for the little girl to give an answer that she didn't know was true or false.

In a state of nervous tension, all perceptions are magnified.With keen perception, the little girl's hand traced the contours of her facial features inch by inch, delicately and slowly.

As if painting a picture, the eyes are terribly focused.

The cold touch moved on the cheeks, like snake scales slowly scraping across the skin, Wen Yuran was a little out of breath.

"Because I like you, don't be afraid, okay?"

The little girl touched her face and said softly.

The tone is flat, without any ups and downs, only the ending is slightly sweet.Every word is clear and distinct, hitting Wen Yuran's heart.

The cold touch still lingered on his cheeks, and there was a sense of treachery and horror everywhere.

Wen Yuran's heart beat wildly.

I don't know if it's fear or something else.