After death, the white moonlight became the mortal enemy

Song Yu hunched back and leaned against the bed rail, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, the spirit in the sky... If Xia Chen had the spirit in the sky, he would definitely come to him.

But he didn't, not once.

"Xia Chen..." Even if you hate me, you should come out and torture me!

Do you have to be so decisive after what you said?

You clearly said that you will never leave me, when I am sad, you will always be with me...

Song Yu was immersed in that suffocating sadness, while Zhuo Xiaopang beside him was immersed in endless fear.

Zhuo Xiaopang's fingers trembled, and he opened the message tremblingly. Looking at the emoji of the black man with a question mark face, he almost cried.

This emoticon pack was Xia Chen's favorite emoji pack when he was alive!

Do you have a soft spot for it even in the underworld now?

Zhuo Xiaopang looked at the QQ avatar that was supposed to go dark but turned on again, his lips trembled, he panted lightly, and he clicked on the message in the chat box after mustering up his courage, and saw that Xia Chen was online on 2G.

The corner of Xiaopang's mouth twitched, wondering if the signal in the cemetery was not good...

He was talking to himself and seemed to be talking to Song Yu, "Is there really ghosts in this world..." After hesitating for a while, he sent Xia Chen an emoticon pack of "Be normal, I'm scared" .

Xia Chen didn't reply all the time, making Xiaopang's hanging heart flutter, and when he was at a loss, he heard Song Yu's voice.

"If there is, Xia Chen will come to me first."

"Correct!"

Xiaopang seemed to have taken a reassurance, and his mood calmed down.

If there really are ghosts, and the person Xia Chen hates the most is Song Yu, then he will scare Song Yu first, not himself.

What's more, I and Xia Chen are good friends, and I haven't done anything unconscionable, so don't be afraid.

Zhuo Xiaopang tried his best to comfort himself in his heart, raised his head to see Song Yu's distraught look, and felt a little pity in his heart.

But poor people must have something to hate.

"If there is anything else you want to know, I will tell you." He would not come to the hospital if he heard that Song Yu almost died.

Song Yu shook his head, closed his eyes, and leaned his head against the wall behind him.

Seeing this, Zhuo Xiaopang sighed, got up and left.

Xia Chen faintly heard a sound coming from his ear, and dazedly took out his mobile phone, and saw that he was still logged into the QQ page, the friend column was flashing, and someone was sending him a message.

After he opened it, he saw a message from Zhuo Xiaopang, a strange emoji.

Xia Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was just about to go to the emoji to scare Xiaopang, but he turned on the front camera, clicked, and took a headshot of his sleepy eyes.The surroundings of the photo were pitch black, and only half of his face could be vaguely seen shimmering in the dark night, which looked a little weird.

He hurriedly wanted to delete this ugly photo, but he didn't know where to press it, and sent the photo to Zhuo Xiaopang.

He wanted to undo it and hit delete.

"..." Xia Chen.

His whole AI went bad in an instant.

Zhuo Xiaopang walked out of the hospital with a heavy heart, and stood at the door waiting for a taxi.

In the middle of the night, it was difficult to wait for the car, and the wind was a little cold. He tightened his clothes and let out a long breath.The mobile phone in his pocket rang, he took out the mobile phone, saw that it was a QQ message prompt, subconsciously opened the message, and then saw Xia Chen's profile photo.

Zhuo Xiaopang suddenly felt his throat was restrained by something, and he couldn't breathe. Before the scream in his chest could burst out, he closed his eyes and fell back.

Fortunately, he fell at the door of the hospital, and was quickly carried on a stretcher by the doctor and sent to the emergency room.

Song Yu couldn't sleep, and pushed the wheelchair out, just in time to see Zhuo Xiaopang who was being taken to the emergency room, he hurriedly held Zhuo Xiaopang's hand.

"Little fat, what's wrong with you?"

Ten minutes ago, Xiaopang was healthy and healthy.

Ten minutes later, Xiaopang was lying on the stretcher.

What can crush a 250-jin fat man in such a short period of time?

Zhuo Xiaopang opened his eyes, his breath was like a thread, and he held Song Yu's hand instead, "g...u...i..."

g... u... roll?

Song Yu's face darkened, and he withdrew his hand, knowing that Zhuo Xiaopang didn't like him, but he didn't expect him to let himself go at this time.

He tactfully moved the wheelchair and left.

"..." Zhuo Xiaopang.

Song Yu pushed the wheelchair, walked into the elevator, and came to the hospital roof.

The night wind was blowing, and the coolness passed through his body like a blade. He stopped in the middle of the roof and looked up at the sky.

The dark night is like a cage, imprisoning this world.Only the twinkling stars in the sky, like the only remaining light, give the people in the cage a little hope.

"Xia Chen, which one are you?"

It must be the brightest one.

He noticed Xia Chen very early on the basketball court. Xia Chen always had injuries on his body, with band-aids or medicinal wine on his body, but he still had energy that couldn't be vented. Every time he saw him, he was bouncing around look.

He had always wanted to strike up a conversation with Xia Chen, but he had no chance, until one day he saw Xia Chen being bullied by school bullies, so he immediately called his younger brothers and took them to grab the spot.

At that time, he was still young, he was very proud, and he was not willing to take the initiative to show his favor, so after stealing the scene, he pretended to be in a hurry, and left with others as if he didn't even look at Xia Chen.

In fact, he didn't go far. After Xia Chen played basketball, he returned to the field and sat on a chair to watch Xia Chen.At that time, I just thought that Xia Chen's basketball posture was very handsome, but I didn't expect that the No. 1 student in the south of the city was also very talented in sports.

He had been thinking about how to get close to Xia Chen that day, and when he finally saw Xia Chen's beautiful three-pointer, he couldn't help puffing up his palms, and walked up to Xia Chen. It was the first time he took the initiative to get close to others.

It will be a matter of course later, the two make an appointment to play basketball and read books together...

The two were so close that they were inseparable, so that when they graduated from high school, Song's mother asked him half jokingly and half seriously, why Xia Chen was the only girl around him, and whether he liked Xia Chen.

He froze for a moment, and before he could reply, he heard Song's mother say, "You are the eldest son of our Song family. The Song family has placed high hopes on you. You can't make mistakes in every step of your life. If you make mistakes Yes, the Song family is reluctant to break your leg, but they will definitely break the leg of the person who led you astray."

Song Yu didn't speak, and Song's mother's admonition sounded in his ears, every word was like vines restraining his body, preventing him from moving.Only then did he realize that the Song family, which had given him the greatest freedom, would also become the greatest constraint on him.

"Xiao Yu, your father has decided to send you abroad."

"I'm not going abroad! Don't worry, I won't like Xia Chen!"

At that time, he thought, if he liked Xia Chen, he should have liked it long ago.Shouldn't loving someone be whirling, passionate, overwhelming?

But he didn't have such emotions towards Xia Chen.

"Xia Chen, do you hate me so much that you don't even want to appear in your dreams?"

Tears welled up in Song Yu's eyes, and the brightest star in his sight gradually blurred.

He pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the edge of the roof.

Xia Chen woke up from a nightmare.

He didn't expect that after turning on the power saving mode, he would still be in a state of chaos. In that state of chaos, he seemed to be drawn to the dark rooftop by something.

There, he saw Song Yu.

Song Yu faced the night sky, muttered to himself, and then, somehow, pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the rooftop.

Xia Chen was taken aback, and hurried to stop Song Yu, telling Song Yu not to do stupid things, he didn't want to bear the notoriety of letting Song Yu die for himself.But no matter what he said, Song Yu couldn't hear him, and he couldn't touch Song Yu either.

Fortunately, the railings on the roof are relatively high, Song Yu injured his leg and could not climb up after climbing for a long time.

Xia Chen stopped howling, and silently watched the funny scene in front of him, and then he let out a long sigh.

Song Yu sneezed suddenly, looked in his direction, and called out "Xia Chen", which made him startled, thinking that Song Yu could see him.

In the end, Song Yu just smiled wryly and sat back in the wheelchair.

After a while, Lu Zhao came over, probably because Xia Chen subconsciously shunned Lu Zhao, and the moment Lu Zhao walked over, he woke up from his dream.

He patted his chest, just as he was in shock. The picture in the dream was too detailed and real, as if he saw it with his own eyes...

Song Yu, bastard, don't really want to commit suicide for yourself, he can't afford such a thing.

Although he died young and felt that God was unfair, but he still didn't want to drag Song Yu, a scumbag, down to make amends.

Yin and Yang are unique, just focus on yourself.

He turned over, and suddenly his back shivered, only to realize that Tan Ming opened his eyes at some point, and was looking at him for a moment.

He felt inexplicably dangerous, and wanted to move back, but Tan Ming hugged his waist again.

Qin Ming's face emerged from the shadows little by little, and the high bridge of his nose was like a cold knife, pressing against him, as if to cut him in half, he swallowed uncomfortably.

"Have a nightmare?"

Qin Ming's voice couldn't distinguish between emotions, but Xia Chen knew that something was wrong with him.

Are you talking in your sleep?let him hear?

Xia Chen's heart beat like a drum, he stammered, and said truthfully, "I...I dreamed about Song Yu."

"En." Qin Ming replied heavily.

Xia Chen didn't know why, he felt like a Xiaojiao wife who was caught cheating, humble and pitiful.

"I dreamed that he was going to commit suicide, so I... stopped him..."

Xia Chen carefully looked at Tan Ming's face, and seeing that Qin Ming didn't respond, he continued, "I told him not to die, after all, he was with his friends."

Qin Ming raised her eyebrows and snorted noncommittally.

Xia Chen's scalp was numb, and after struggling for a while, he held Tan Ming's hand under the quilt and moved his little finger.

He remembered that Tan Ming took this trick.

"You're angry?"

"It was a little bit at first." When he was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly awakened by Xia Chen's "Song Yu" in his mouth. Xiaojiao, his wife who shared the same bed, actually called his old lover's name in the middle of the night.

Anyone who puts this on will be angry.

His face turned green with anger, and he was about to shake Xia Chen to wake him up, when he heard Xia Chen howling angrily.

"Song Yu, if you want to die, don't die in front of my eyes!"

"Please, don't die in a while! If you die now, others will think you are dying for me!"

"I don't want to be charged with this crime!"

The anger in Tan Ming's heart dissipated in an instant, and then she quietly listened to Xia Chen's dream talk.

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今天小胖的心情也是：如果我有罪请用法律来惩罚我，而不是要用夏辰来惩罚我。感谢在2021-03-0323:38:41~2021-03-0422:02:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 506027181;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of baldness; 2 bottles of Radish, Siliu, and Xiaobaibaiwo; 1 bottle of Wenwen Wudongchun; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!