Be the white moonlight in the school gossip

Yan Qing was about to relax, but suddenly the door of the next dormitory was unscrewed, and he suddenly widened his eyes, remembering that they were still in the corridor.

The doors next to this one are full of people.

He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe, and he looked aside, a boy came out, he didn't seem to see him, but hesitantly looked around for a while, and then left, perfectly bypassing them.

However, he wasn't the only one, two or three people came out one after another, Yan Qing even heard the door of the dormitory open where he couldn't see, and the students walked into this corridor talking and laughing.

No one finds that there are people hugging each other here, as intimately as lovers in love.

But Yan Qing only felt that his scalp was numb, like a glow on his back, although he understood that others couldn't see it, but he still felt that he was exposed in full view, and his heart almost stopped beating in shame and anger.

"Let me go..." Yan Qing reluctantly said, struggling harder, "Get up, let me get up..."

He Yanhan felt his nervousness, so he stopped, and pulled him up from the ground.

Yan lightly brushed him away, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, turned his head and left.

He didn't want to go back to the dormitory, and he didn't want to stay here, but he didn't know where to go.No one could see him now, he went downstairs like a ghost, and no one even gave him a look.

Walking under the sun, he couldn't feel the warmth either, the sun seemed to pass through his body.He Yanhan has been hanging not far behind him, he knows it lightly, but he has no time to be distracted.

After the class bell rang, Yan Qing vaguely remembered that he still had class.

There was supposed to be a class, but now that he disappeared, the teacher wouldn't even call his name.

After he stepped into the classroom, he found that the professor had already started his lecture. His arrival did not disturb anyone, and the front row was also occupied, so he could only sit in the last row.The professor didn't even notice that the front door had been opened, and continued to concentrate on explaining a theory.

Yan Qing sat in the last row, unable to listen to anything.

In fact, there are already signs.His sense of existence gradually decreased, and his classmates sat beside him but did not realize his existence; when he spoke, some people would show surprised expressions; when he walked in the crowd, everyone would avoid him strangely; at this time he was locked up He put it in a suitcase, and the voice of his words could no longer be heard, and the students passing by could only hear him knocking on the suitcase in horror.

Thinking about it in another way, when he was still a human, he could only hear the various movements of the ghosts, but he didn't realize where they were.

With a creak, the chair was pushed down, and He Yanhan sat beside him.

Yan Qing still stared blankly at the big words "Materialist Scientific View" on the blackboard, his eyes were empty.

"Is it because I can't get the grade for this class?" Yan Qing said quietly.

He Yanhan turned his head sideways, and the corners of his mouth were clearly curved: "If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me, and I can also give you grades. I have listened to all the courses in this school."

"not good."

"I haven't left school in the past few years since my death, so I listened to all the classes." He smiled, "My memory is still very good."

Yan Qing casually found a textbook that no one wanted on the table, and opened it from a certain page in the middle.

Then he pointed to the cover of the book and said that he started to memorize the third line on page 119 of the book, and asked him if he remembered what he wrote.

This is purely making things difficult. The book in his hand is at least as thick as a forearm, and it is a language textbook.

Yan Qing doesn't really want to test him, it's just that when the dog's temper comes up, he must make things difficult for others. It would be even better if he can blow his hide.

Who knew that He Yanhan wasn't bragging, he only glanced at the cover, and then recited the content specified by Yan Qing verbatim.

"..." Yan Qing closed the book and stuffed it back into the drawer, pretending to be serious and listening to the class

See what He Yanhan can do, if he doesn't say stop, he still seems to plan to recite this page.He was surprised, would his memory improve after becoming a ghost?

Then it seems that it is not unacceptable to become a ghost...

However, he soon discovered that becoming a ghost could not improve his memory. He forgot all the theories that the professor wrote on the blackboard after class.

After Yan Qing ignored him, He Yanhan had already learned to entertain himself. He just leaned his head on the table and looked at Yan Qing. It seemed that he could watch Yan Qing all day long. Because he watched carefully, he knew that Yan Qing didn't pay much attention to the class. .

The mind is all about accepting the status quo.

"There are actually all the textbooks." He Yanhan nodded slightly, "It's not difficult to understand, as long as the logic is followed, this book is almost memorized."

Yan Qing said distressedly: "Am I worried that I won't understand the class? What I'm worried about is..."

He Yanhan simply stood and talked without pain in his back.

Human beings are social animals, and becoming a ghost that no one sees or hears is the same as becoming an old man who lives alone. No one can really be separated from the world, even light words.

Now he can only talk to He Yanhan, get in touch with He Yanhan, he doesn't know how long he can last.

Mental stress doubles compared to loneliness.

Soon the second class started again. The short break time could not satisfy the students' entertainment. Before the professor entered the classroom, the students were still laughing and talking in their seats. The laughter seemed to dispel all lonely corners.

"You're not alone." Seeing his gloomy expression, He Yanhan took his hand and said softly, "I'm by your side too, talk to me."

Yan gently shook his head: "No, talking to you is boring."

He Yanhan said seriously: "That's really embarrassing, I can only trouble your lord to get used to me."

"I just want to hear you talk to me. I like whatever you say." He leaned on the table sideways, propped his chin with his arms, and his dark and deep pupils were filled with the shadows of the people around him. He spoke slowly as if he was chanting: "If If you keep ignoring me, I will be angry."

Yan Qing took out the big book just now from the drawer, and covered He Yanhan's head heavily, covering the face that made him angry.

"This is the temperament of an adult, you get used to it." Yan Qing imitated his tone, his eyes looked serious, but when he widened his eyes, they were round like a peach blossom, faint with pink, less ferocious, and more Feminine.

He Yanhan accepted the beauty's favor, laughed out of his chest, took down the book and covered it on the side of the blackboard, and couldn't help pressing him down and kissing him.

At first he still covered it with the book, even though he didn't need such a covering, he still wanted to make Yan Qing feel at ease.

But then he found that even if Yan Qing was not covered, he was uncomfortable, so he simply threw away the things that were in the way, and sat holding Yan Qing on his lap.

"I just want to hug you." He stuck to Yan Qing's back, hugging his waist tightly to keep him from moving, "Let me hug you, just for one class, just listen like this."

Yan patted the desk lightly, no one would listen to a class like this!

Moreover, he is taller than all his classmates now, and he only feels that he is quite prominent, and his eyes from all directions are focused on him in a daze.

He couldn't see anyone, and the professor's gaze passed through him, so he wouldn't look away.

Under such a substantive gaze, Yan Qing's breathing slowed down, his nerves were highly tense, and he dared not move.

Even holding hands in full view makes people feel ashamed, not to mention more intimate actions.

The professor on the podium has already talked about the next section, and the brain circuits that were stagnant in the speech finally turned slowly to keep up with the progress.

To be honest, he didn't know what he was insisting on, and he had to listen to this lesson.Probably this is stubbornness.

And now he has no idea how to break through the predicament in front of him.He couldn't even find any help, because no one could see him, and he couldn't make He Yanhan give up on himself, he was very self-aware, even in a physical sense, he was a piece of delicious meat, who would give up on his lips Meat?Even himself, if he saw a piece of fried chicken dangling in front of his eyes, he would definitely hold on to it.

The worst outcome is that he stays in this world until he dies, but the question is, can he die in his current state?

Will he never die?

The bell for the end of get out of class rang at the right time, He Yanhan let go of him regretfully, Yan Qing pushed him aside, a pair of cold hands stuck to him again, and hugged him from behind: "There will be consecutive classes in a while."

Yan Qing struggled slightly: "I'll go to the bathroom and wash my face to wake up."

In fact, I just don't want to stay in the classroom anymore.He Yanhan sees the truth, but kisses it reluctantly, Yan Qing is spoiled by his hypocrisy, and wipes his mouth in front of him.

There are not many people in the bathroom, and there are not many people around the U-shaped sink. The boys are not very particular, just wash their faces with water and leave. In addition, there are not many breaks between classes. Many people are afraid of being late, so they come and go in a hurry.

Yan Qing was looking down at the water flowing into the sewer, suddenly a certain nerve trembled, the familiar palpitation made him quickly turn off the water, and looked up at the mirror in front of him.

Even though he was used to it, Yan Qing took a step back in the face of this bloody impact, his cheeks paled.

In the mirror is not his own face, but another boy standing in the mirror, with a clear bloody line on his neck, standing in the mirror like a zombie.

That face was blue and white, without eyeballs, as silent as a wax sculpture, but he was very familiar with that face, it was his roommate Yu Jialin.

Compared with this face that seems to have been frozen by time, its body is extremely uncoordinated, covered with corpse spots, like a piece of old wood.

"You... are you dead?" Yan Qing subconsciously asked this question.

He backed away, but Yu Jialin in the mirror made the same movements as him, but there was always a dummy smile on that face.

After a while, Yu Jialin in the mirror moved. He raised his hand and left a line of blood on the glass: "Zero o'clock, the school gate."

"Do you want to leave?"

Big bright red characters appeared on the mirror, and the words were soft but gradually relaxed.

"Will you help me?" Yan Qing asked carefully.

The fist covered with corpse spots slammed on the mirror, and Yu Jialin's fake face approached the mirror, as if he was about to crawl out of the mirror, his expression gradually became vivid, with a hint of ferocity.

Make mouth shapes word by word, laughing wildly in exaggeration:

No one can get you.

In the next second, the crack in the mirror and the person in the mirror disappeared at the same time. Yan Qing held his crazily beating heart, and when he turned around, he saw He Yanhan staring at him like a ghost again, with deep eyes as if Not a ray of light can pass through.

The author has something to say: I will end the first ghost talk tomorrow.

Extremely bad warning for the next world attack! !

感谢在2021-08-0410:02:48~2021-08-0513:03:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: hee hee (-v-) I am super handsome, and I have a small deciduous tree;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：liar20瓶；静静小天使16瓶；黑桃白柳我的好大儿10瓶；酒酿淮淮子6瓶；骷咔5瓶；小星星、比比可1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!