Kuaichuan is pampered and coquettish

After solving Zhou Yaoyao's matter, Rong Shu finally heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the young men and women hooking their shoulders in the distance, and suddenly felt that he was worthless.Just because Jiang Ziling said he liked it so casually, he let his girlfriend go.

I don't know if the other party just wants to poach his corner, and simply enjoy the thrill of "taking love with a knife" to prove his charm.

Rong Shu couldn't help looking at his phone several times, but Jiang Ziling didn't send him a single message as if he disappeared. He wondered if what he said yesterday was too much.

In this way, he was paralyzed at home all afternoon, and lay down after eating something casually, but he had another nightmare.

It was still in the dark place last night, the sound of yelling water rang in my ears, the water level at the ankle seemed to be rising, Rong Shu still called the system inappropriate, his face was so pale that there was no blood at all.

He still remembered that the ghost kept dragging him into the water yesterday, the intention to kill him was not too obvious, Rong Shu couldn't see anything clearly, he didn't even dare to run around, he stayed where he was afraid that the ghost would suddenly stretch out his hand Grab his ankle.

The scariest thing in the world is not death, but when you know that your life will be in danger, but you have no way to escape the danger, you can only wait helplessly for death to approach.

A strong smell of blood came over his face, and Rong Shu's expression changed immediately. He swore that his reaction ability had never been so fast, and the moment he sensed the danger, he ran in the opposite direction.

But no matter what, he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't match the speed of a ghost.

The underwater ground did not disappear suddenly like yesterday. Rong Shu was pressed face down on the ground, and he felt a cold body on his back. It was obviously not heavy, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push him down. Get off your body.

Later, even the last of his strength was exhausted, he lay softly on the ground, his mouth and nose were covered with cold liquid, and there was a sharp pain in the back of his heart, which made Rong Shu's originally chaotic intentions slow down. When he became clear, he opened his eyes wide and choked, his throat was burning with pain.

Rong Shu felt that ghost's finger inserted into his back, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, he always felt that the other party seemed to touch his heart.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

It's rare that that kind of feeling seems a little numb, the pain has been blurred, Rong Shu thought in a daze, it doesn't seem like a nightmare, did he really hit a ghost?

Jiang Ziling calmed down at home for two days, and was still absent-minded when he went to work. The more he forced himself not to think about Rongshu, the easier it was for him to think about it, until in the end he couldn't do anything well, and his emotions collapsed to the extreme.

He couldn't imagine seeing Rong Shu marry a wife and have children in the future. If it really came to this point, Jiang Ziling felt that one day he couldn't help but drag him to die together.

He glanced at Rong Shu's chat box. He was the one who sent the last message between the two of them. She hasn't contacted Rong Shu these days, and the other party hasn't taken the initiative to find him.

Jiang Ziling edited a message: Let's talk.

There has been no reply to the news, and I don't know if I really didn't see it, or I just didn't want to talk to him.

Although he had already guessed that this situation would happen, Jiang Ziling still couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable, as if a hole had been broken, and the cold wind was blowing in, making him feel cold all over his body, and his blood was almost freezing .

Jiang Ziling didn't know how he got to the door of Rong Shu's house. When he came back to his senses, he saw that he had inserted the key into the door lock.

The young man pushed open the door, and the room was very neat and clean, but he noticed that there were three pairs of house slippers on the shoe rack at the entrance, but now there were only two pairs.

So Rong Shu should stay at home now and not go out.

Jiang Ziling walked to the door of Rong's study room and knocked on the door, "Are you there?"

No one answered.

The door was unlocked, Jiang Ziling pushed it open, and saw the young man lying quietly on the bed with half of the quilt on the floor. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, and he didn't even wake up when someone walked in.

Jiang Ziling went to the bed and squatted down, reached out and touched the other person's face, only to find that Rong Shu's face was very cold, as cold as if he had just taken a bath in ice water.

His first reaction was that Rong Shu had caught a cold because he didn't cover the quilt properly, so he quickly covered him with the quilt except his face. Jiang Ziling reached into the quilt and found that the other's hands were also cold.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then took off his shoes, got into the bed and hugged him tightly. Jiang Ziling was so angry that he quickly warmed up the bed, but no matter what he did, Rong Shu's body temperature was still very low.

It was only then that Jiang Ziling realized something was wrong, he pushed Tui Rongshu's shoulder hard, but even so, the other party still closed his eyes tightly.

Rong Shu's breathing was very weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, it was uncertain when it would suddenly go out.

Surrounded by a blurry sea of ​​stars and clouds, the faintly visible translucent barrier forms a long cave-like passage, and the people trapped inside have no way to get out, and can only see the almost endless road in front of them.

There are intercommunicating space tunnels between the three thousand planes. Only those who are strong enough to break through the planes can easily enter without restriction.

At this time, in the long tunnel, there was a white figure standing upright. It was a young boy with a soft bun face and big cat pupils round and round, as if scattered in the dark night sky. There are some stars in it, his mouth is not big, there is nothing wrong with the shape of the lips, and the color is a very beautiful light red.

He looks like he just walked out of a painting, with a beauty that shouldn't be there at this age, and like a glamorous ghost crawling out of hell, obviously a very cute face, but those cat eyes It looks innocent and seductive, without seeming contradictory at all.

The young man was holding a red silk thread on his wrist, which stretched long into the depths of the tunnel that could barely see the end in front of him. He walked forward blankly, his eyes seemed a little hollow because of being out of focus.

I don't know how long it took, but the boy's collar was suddenly grabbed by someone. A space crack that had just been torn open beside the suddenly appeared young man. He looked down at the furry cat ears on the top of the boy's head and the tail behind him. His eyes looked like a bottomless deep pool, "Soul from another world?"

He glanced at the planes on both sides of the passage, but found that the other party did not belong to either side.

The boy was still completely unaware of being grabbed by the collar, and he continued to move forward in a ignorant manner, treading on the same spot tirelessly.

The young man looked at the young man's ignorant eyes, as if he understood something, he raised his hand as a blade, and easily cut off the red line on the other's wrist.

When the red thread broke, the boy's empty eyes gradually cleared up. He stared blankly at the black-clothed youth wearing half a silver mask in front of him.

Looking at the blurry nebula around him, he opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "This, where is this?"

The young man didn't answer his question, but just pointed to the direction the other party came from, "Your home should be over there, brat."

The young man looked blank. He remembered that he had run into a ghost after falling asleep. He didn't know whether he was drowned or his heart was gouged out, so he died. He would arrive again when he woke up.

Here.

He glanced at the young man who called him a little ghost. Although he was wearing a mask, the exposed part looked very young, only about 25 years old at most, and his lips and chin were exquisite, and he looked very handsome.

Rong Shu wondered if this is the way to the underworld?Is this man in black a ghost?

"Wait!" Rong Shu suddenly shuddered, he thought of something, and looked at the young man in front of him with wide eyes, "You said I can go home?"

He glanced at the direction behind him, "Where can I go home? Return to my body? Live again?"

The man in black felt that Rong Shu's words were a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he responded lightly.

Rong Shu didn't expect that he could be reborn, so he rubbed his hands happily, but he was stopped before he had time to take a few steps back.The young man froze, could it be that the ghost messenger suddenly regretted letting him go back?If he runs now, is there a chance he can outrun the opponent?

After hesitating for a moment, Rong Shu turned his head stiffly, "What's wrong?"

The young man glanced at him faintly, his pitch-black eyes seemed to have no organic metal, "What's your name?"

Rong Shu, "...?"

Although a little confused, he still reported his name.

"Have we met before?" The young man looked at him intently, with a neutral expression, "You look familiar."

Rong Shu scratched his head in a daze, and the tips of his furry ears trembled, "...Maybe we met in the previous life?"

Since it was a ghost messenger, he should have met the other party in his previous reincarnation.

The man in black who has lived for countless years and has never been reincarnated, "?"

Seeing the boy with a bulging bun face, obviously a little nervous, he took the initiative to end the topic and said, "I'm Chi Yan...we will see you again in the future

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The air smelled of disinfectant, mixed with a faint floral fragrance, and the combination of the two smells was indescribably weird.

Rong Shu has always hated the smell of hospitals the most. If possible, he would never want to be sick for the rest of his life.

Faint human voices came from my ears, two people were discussing something, one was Jiang Ziling and the other was Jiang Yu.

Jiang Ziling's voice sounded a little tired, "Mom, you go back first, I'll stay here and wait until he wakes up and I'll tell you."

Jiang Yu said worriedly, "How can you let me go to work with peace of mind? You have been here for five days. You haven't eaten well or rested well. Sooner or later, you will be exhausted. When Ah Rong wakes up, you will fall ill gone."

There was silence in his ears for a while, and Jiang Yu said distressedly, "Xixi, don't be sad, Arong will wake up."

"But mom... the doctor said that Rong Shu's symptoms are very strange. There is nothing abnormal in his body, but he just can't wake up. If he thinks about the good, he may pass

A few days will do, but it's also possible that you won't wake up again. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, and he looked at the white ceiling with a blank look.

Jiang Ziling opened his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, and said in disbelief, "Rong, Rongshu?"