cute special student

The evening self-study in the music class is to go to the music room to practice musical instruments independently. After Nan Zhao practiced a few new pieces, when he heard the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he planned to go to Nan Mu to go home with him.

But he didn't know until he was in his class that Nan Mu had something to go to the laboratory building.

It had just rained, and there were puddles of puddles of water on the road, and clean white sneakers stepped on them, splashing sporadic water.Nan Zhao followed his memory and walked into an old laboratory building.

"Hey, brother."

"I'm here to see you, which floor are you on?"

"Is it the seventh floor? Don't come down, I'll go up now."

The laboratory building was gloomy, and all departments were dark, except for a few dim energy-saving lamps on the corridors and stairs.

The surrounding area was very quiet, without even a shadow of a person, Nan Zhao's brisk footsteps became the only sound echoing in the building.

There were no numbers on the stairs to mark the floors. Nan Zhao counted silently. The more he went up, the more he felt something was wrong. It was pried open.

He went to push it away and found that it was a rooftop with no lights on it. He could only see some vague shadows with the light of the teaching building in front of him.

"Brother, I went to the wrong place. There is no seventh floor in this building."

The other end of the phone said, "Did you go to the old laboratory building? That one is about to be demolished, and the new laboratory building is at the south gate."

"You didn't tell me earlier." Nan Zhao complained, moved the erhu behind his back, and was about to turn around and leave, but he accidentally caught a strange black shadow out of the corner of his eye.

Nan Zhao was taken aback, and suddenly felt chilly, "Brother...Brother, I...seem to see—"

Before he finished speaking, the phone turned off automatically because it ran out of power.

Nan Zhao muttered unhappily, and moved his eyes to the other side of the rooftop.

With his back facing this side, the black figure was standing on the stone railing on the edge of the roof, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and when the wind blew, his large coat was lifted up.

Nan Zhao was horrified to find that it had no legs!

I heard that there were students in this school who jumped to their death before, so there are often ghosts at night, so it must not be hit by him.

Nan Zhao regretted that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today.

He turned pale with fright, and took a few steps back in fear, but accidentally bumped into the door behind him.

With a sound of "bang dang", the "ghost" was successfully alarmed.

The "ghost" who was hiding in the darkness slowly turned around, and its dark eyes swept over, revealing a little coldness.

Nan Zhao subconsciously covered his eyes. His brother said that he should not look directly into the ghost's eyes, otherwise he would be eaten.

The "ghost" over there didn't seem to be moving, so Nan Zhao could only muster up his courage and stammered to explain: "Student...student, I... just went the wrong way, no... no intention to disturb."

"Ghost" frowned, then turned around again, without any fluctuations in his heart, and even lit a cigarette.

Nan Zhao opened his eyes a little, took a peek between his fingers, and found a puff of smoke coming out of the "ghost".

It's over, with smoke above his head, a ferocious ghost who can't rest in peace.

The ghost is back!

Nan Zhao was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away, but found that his legs were already weak and he couldn't move a step away.

The "ghost" over there is still smoking, and it seems that it is about to exert its strength.Nan Zhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and suddenly had a quick idea, thinking of a way to extradite the souls of the dead.

"Same...classmate, do you...do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"How about I... I'll play a song for you."

After the "ghost" took another puff of smoke, he nodded.

Nan Zhao tremblingly opened the cloth bag, took out his beloved erhu, leaned the qin rest on his waist, set up the bow, and began to play the legendary requiem that can save the dead.

The long sound of the piano crossed the night sky and echoed in this empty laboratory building, adding a bit of a strange atmosphere to this already gloomy place.

"Ghost" listened carefully, and found that the imperceptible vibrato in the piece was expressing the mood of the performer at this time.

After the song was over, Nan Zhao put away the erhu, summoned up courage and shouted to the shadow over there: "Student, you can rest in peace."

"I will not rest in peace."

The ghost actually spoke, and the voice was very nice!

No, he said that he would not die with peace in his eyes.

Finished!

Nan Zhao's face became even paler, he staggered back a few steps, and there was another bang, the back of his poor head accidentally knocked against the iron gate.

"Ouch!"

Nan Zhao clutched his head in pain, the corners of his eyes glowed with crystal water.

"Ghost" glanced at the poor little coward, nimbly snuffed out the cigarette butt, turned over and jumped off the fence.

Footsteps?No footsteps where there are no legs.

Nan Zhao was completely terrified, and collapsed in the corner, trembling.

"Don't...don't kill me, I didn't come here on purpose to give away the head."

The "ghost" stopped in front of him and stared at him condescendingly.

"Give me a reason not to kill you." "Ghost"'s voice was deep and cold, especially in this gloomy environment.

"Because...you kill me, I will also turn into a ghost to chase you down. When will the ghosts kill each other?" Nan Zhao felt that the reason he gave was sufficient.

"Ghost" snorted lightly, as if laughing, but his face was cold.

Nan Zhao didn't get a response, and he was very disturbed. He mustered up the courage to open his eyes slightly, but what caught his eyes was a pair of long legs in school uniform pants.

He certainly guessed right!

As expected of a fierce ghost, it can conjure a pair of legs in such a short period of time.

Looking at the trembling back, Gu Xi vaguely felt that this was a young boy, and he didn't want to scare him anymore.

"Get up."

"Get up and eat it for you? I'm not that stupid." Nan Zhao became a little more courageous when he realized that this was a ghost who could only communicate.

"It's up to you." With no expression on Gu Yan's face, he turned and left the rooftop, but just as he went down a few steps, he heard a loud noise and screams behind him.

Gu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned his footsteps, and walked back.

Nan Zhao was so frightened that his feet went limp just now. When he stood up, his feet were unsteady, and he fell straight to the ground.

This time, it was so painful that sparks came out of my eyes, and I didn't know if my jaw was knocked off.

At this moment, those long legs appeared in front of him again, Nan Zhao raised his head in horror and was suddenly stunned.

This turned out to be a handsome ghost, even more handsome than the handsome guy on TV.

While the boy was in a daze, Gu Xi could clearly see the boy's appearance by the light of the opposite teaching building.

For the first time, I discovered that the word "beautiful and moving" can also fit boys very well.

The young man raised his head in fear, his apricot-like eyes widened. His facial features were exquisite, as if they had been carefully carved out. .

A vague shadow flashed in Gu Xi's mind. He bent down to help him up, but he just grabbed the boy's arm before he was thrown away.

"Do not touch me."

Handsome ghosts are also ghosts, and after Nan Zhao roared in fear, he realized something was wrong.

The hand that touched him just now was hot, with body temperature?

Nan Zhao was shocked: "Are you still cold?"

Gu oath: "..."

Nan Zhao seemed to have discovered something extraordinary: "Could you still be breathing?"

Gu oath: "What do you say?"

How high is that cultivation base!Nan Zhao frightened himself cold.

But he thought again in a blink of an eye, and found his blind spot again.

wrong?Looking at the human-looking person, he was still panting, maybe...

"Aren't you a human being?"

"What do you say?"

Nan Zhao: "...", it's too embarrassing, I really want to kill myself.

However, he was scared out of his psychological shadow, and still wanted to make sure, "Let me touch it."

Gu Yan's eyes moved, and seeing that he didn't intend to get up, he could only squat down and stretched out his hand.

Nan Zhao touched it cautiously. After feeling the temperature of the skin, he suddenly felt very at ease. Then he moved up his arm and touched the tough chest muscles, which made him feel more at ease.

"Have you finished touching?" Gu Yan's eyes were cold.

Nan Zhao quickly withdrew his hand, and asked cautiously, "Why didn't I see your legs just now?"

Yi Zhi pointed to the flagstone fence, "It's sticking out."

Dare to scare yourself just now!

Nan Zhao was so angry with himself that he was extremely wronged. He looked up at Gu Yan, his eyes glistening, "I sprained my ankle."

Five minutes later, Gu Yan walked out of the rooftop with the skinny boy on his back.

Nan Zhao lay on his back without any psychological burden, shaking the leg that was not sprained, but because the man had a faint smell of tobacco, Nan Zhao couldn't help it as soon as he walked down the first step .

"Ah!"

Gu Yan's footsteps paused, and he walked down the second step.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Gu Yan simply stopped in his tracks and looked back, but met a pair of innocent eyes.

"Because you smell of smoke..." Nan Zhao took out a tissue from his pocket and covered his nose, whispering.

Gu Yan's eyes moved, and he continued to walk.As soon as the two walked out of the laboratory building, they ran into Nan Mu who was looking for his younger brother.

"Zhao Zhao, what's the matter with you?" Nan Mu suddenly felt blood surge when he saw his rival carrying his younger brother behind his back.

"You did something to my brother?"

"It's none of his business. I fell down myself." Nan Zhao explained, pointing to the sprained leg.

Nan Mu stepped forward in two steps, cast a sidelong glance at his rival, and took his younger brother over.

Nan Zhao hung on Nan Mu's body, shook his head, looked back at Gu Xi and asked, "What's your name?"

"Gu swear!"

It was Nan Mu who said this, gritted his teeth.

Nan Zhao was about to crack, more shocked than when he knew he was a human being.

Gu swear!

Brother's nemesis!

He played the villain for a year!

Why is it different from what you imagined?

Gu Xi ignored Nan Mu's hostility, glanced at the stunned man, turned and left expressionlessly.

A gust of wind swept over the sweet-scented osmanthus, Nan Zhao's nose itched and he sneezed a few times.

Nan Mu looked at the figure gradually disappearing among the trees in the distance, turned his head and told Nan Zhao, "Stay away from him in the future."

Nan Zhao leaned on his brother's shoulder and answered absently.

Back home, Nan Mu called Nan's private doctor to check Nan Zhao's ankle. Fortunately, no bones were injured, and the treatment was soon over.

Nan Zhao lay on the bed and moaned for a while, and finally stopped.

Anyway, I was frightened tonight, and I still felt a lingering fear when I was sleeping.

Nan Zhao rolled on the bed for a while, got up again, and found the doll named "Hate" from the cabinet, looked at it carefully for a while, and compared the appearance of that person.

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, it can only be said that they are irrelevant.

Nan Zhao gave the annoying ghost two more punches, looking at the note on its forehead, very depressed.

You can't throw it away, can you?

I have been beaten for more than a year, and my feelings have come from the beating.

The author has something to say: Let me explain: Nan Mu is a serious brother, and he has no orthopedic line~