Be the white moonlight in the school gossip

Yan Qing didn't know if he had seen it, but his palms were slightly sweating.

Now his acting skills of pretending to be innocent are improving by leaps and bounds, so no one can tell that he is a little excited now.

If Yu Jialin hadn't lied to him, then at twelve o'clock tonight, he could escape.

And he is willing to believe in Yu Jialin. Although he doesn't know how he can help him, he has a hunch that as long as he escapes from school tonight, the plot will end.

Everything will end.

In Yuan Destiny, after Yan Qing's death, the remaining roommates also moved dormitories and transferred schools to stop all accidents abruptly, so Yan Qing's guess is not unreasonable.

But he was afraid that He Yanhan would see it.

He Yanhan didn't speak all the time, he spoke lightly and felt uneasy.

I had no choice but to open my mouth and calmly said, "Are you washing your hands too?"

He Yanhan didn't have any expression on his face, his dark eyes stared at him: "I'll pick you up."

Yan Qing refused him: "No need, I know the way."

"If I don't come to pick you up." He Yanhan said slowly, "I'm afraid you'll run away again."

He said nothing, walked past him slowly, intending to avoid him and leave the bathroom, pretending that he did not understand what He Yanhan said, and he wanted to continue his class.

However, he failed to get around as he wished, He Yanhan held him gently, with little strength, lighter than the previous few times, but this time Yan Qing was easily left by him.

Yan Qing looked back at him suspiciously, as if asking why he didn't follow.

"It's nothing." He Yanhan finally smiled a little, but he didn't look very happy, "I just want to ask, has anyone ever been as close as me to you?"

"?" Yan Qing didn't expect that he would suddenly ask an irrelevant question, only felt that the skin touched by his wrist was hot and uncomfortable.

This is an overly personal question, Yan Qing bit the bullet and replied: "I don't really understand what you want to say."

"Just like me to kiss you, hug you, and share the bed with you." He Yanhan said his ears were red, "Is there?"

"No, no."

"...you're lying to me."

Yan Qing felt that a certain nerve in her was broken, and some memories flooded up with panic and embarrassment.

"Yes, I just lied to you." I spoke softly and quickly, "I have been in love with ten tall, rich and handsome people, all types, and you are the worst I have ever seen. Give me 3 minutes and I can get rid of you." Eighteen bad things like you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and ran away, as if he didn't want He Yanhan to have time to react and settle accounts with him.

After entering the classroom, he slammed the door behind his backhand, regardless of whether he was seen or not, he just found a seat and sat down.The professor's class was halfway through, and the notes were still not erased on the blackboard, Yan Qing stiffened his body, and calmed down for a while in his seat to breathe.

After calming down, he lifted his eyelids feebly, looking at the blackboard and PPT with hatred.

The sun is high, and it's that time of day when all evil has nowhere to hide.

The biggest evil thing in a certain campus was standing at the doorway, blocking the doorway like nothing happened, and the students after class passed by him without touching a piece of clothes.

Yan Qing lay on the table, as if she fell asleep while listening to a lecture, she didn't know if it was a real sleep or a fake sleep, in short she was indifferent to the movement around her.

He Yanhan sat beside him and touched the back of his head without moving.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, "I said the wrong thing and made you angry."

"And I did something bad. I left you alone with me. I asked someone to lock you in a suitcase and bring you back." He continued to examine himself and slowly smoothed his hair.

"I didn't care about your wishes, I kissed and hugged you at every turn, and I didn't listen to you saying you were uncomfortable, and pressed you regardless. If I was still alive, I would have been taken away by the police."

The tips of Yan Qing's exposed ears slowly turned red.

But it is obvious that He Yanhan's self-examination is useful, Yan Qingyu condescendingly gave a little reaction, and said in a muffled voice: "You know it too."

"Yeah, I know." He Yanhan nodded slightly, "So your prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, and the adults don't remember the lives of the villains, okay?"

Yan Qing turned his face sideways, revealing half of his eyes and long, bent eyelashes: "I'm a villain, and I kicked the boat over with one kick."

"Then next time I kiss you, I'll beat you up, okay?" He Yanhan also bent down, held his head and sat him upright, so as not to numb his arms.

He Yanhan stared at him softly and brightly with beautiful eyes, and He Yanhan was in a mess with a soft heart.

Although he said in the hospital how serious the consequences would be if he was caught and brought back, he never did anything more extreme to Yan Qing. Those who should clean up should be afraid of his things and dare not stand in front of him. Standing, not even daring to move through a door, only Yan Qing scolded him vigorously in front of him, and forced him to conduct a self-criticism in a low voice, he had to continue the self-criticism if his face was not good, and handed over the power of judgment to Yan Qing hand.

"I'm not lying to you, just hit here next time." He Yanhan pointed to his face, "I'll scold him for you too, who the hell is that, if you don't hit, you won't have a long memory."

"..." Yan Qing couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, but was suppressed by him desperately, pretending to be serious: "Are you He Sansui? Do you look fair?"

He Yanhan: "Yeah, I'm shameless."

On the surface it seems to be reconciled, but Yan Qing knows that the huge problem between the two has always existed. From Yan Qing's point of view, the two stood on opposite sides from the beginning.

He will only try his best to escape from the established destiny, become an ordinary person, and completely walk out of this shadowy past.

It was almost noon, but Yan Qing didn't feel hungry.

Now he is no different from a ghost except for breathing and heartbeat

"By the way." Yan Qing suddenly remembered something, "Is the breakfast you bought last time a real breakfast?"

"You can eat." He Yanhan helped him brush off the leaves from his head, feeling his heartbeat at close range, "It's a fresh sacrifice, it won't spoil your stomach."

Yan Qing suddenly lost his appetite.

He thought it was delicious at first, and wanted to buy it again, but when he heard that it was a sacrifice, he stopped thinking.

Yan Qing was dazzled by the sun, he found that ghosts were really not afraid of the sun, He Yanhan looked more energetic than him, Yan Qing lost the last thought of cooking.

Seeing him depressed, He Yanhan suggested, "I know there is a place in the school where there are many cats."

Yan Qing cheers up, cat, what kind of cat, where is there a cat to masturbate?

"Want to see it?"

The place where there are cats is the back of a quiet library. The lawn ends abruptly at the school wall. Several plastic sheds are set up at the foot of the wall, surrounded by a pile of fabrics. This is the gathering place for stray cats on campus.

The big cats ganged up and went out without knowing where they went, leaving a few kittens walking crookedly.

When the kitten saw He Yanhan, it bristled at him and breathed at him. Animals are much more sensitive than humans, and the breath on He Yanhan already made it very uncomfortable.Its familiar human taste is not like this.

But after Yan Qing stretched out his hands to them, they would relax a lot, and they could rub their hands when they were familiar with the smell, Yan Qing was flattered.

It's a pity that there is no food for them, so Yan Qing can only whiten the girls, while enduring the condemnation in his heart, while touching them.

"It turns out that I am so attractive to animals." Yan Qing put on a face, looking at the outcasted alien next to him.

He Yanhan could only pretend to be very sad: "It turns out that I am the only one who is not worthy, and I was excluded."

"It's a pity, I don't know why I am attracted to cats."

His arrogance is on full display.He Yanhan looked at the person in front of him, implying something: "Probably because things of a kind flock together."

Yan Qing's mood visibly improved.

When people are in a bad mood, they will not be able to spit ivory out of their mouths. When they are in a good mood, they are easy to talk and can praise others. If they speak lightly, they will praise others with restraint. They said to He Yanhan: "In fact, you still have a good vision and a good personality."

He Yanhan sat up straight, staring straight at Yan Qing who was squatting on the ground, watching him talk to himself with the back of his head.

"There is no major shortcoming." Yan Qing touched the kitten in his hand, felt his eyes stabbing at his back, and quickly finished the rest of the sentence, "There must have been many teachers and classmates who liked you before, you are better than me. excellent."

"Do you like me?"

"I'm a selfish person." He immediately exaggerated. "I only like myself."

He Yanhan probably realized something, he lost that relaxed look, and followed Yan Qing every step of the way, as if he was watching.

Yan Qing couldn't find a chance to leave He Yanhan's side, if he didn't leave He Yanhan's sight, he couldn't go to the school gate alone, and the time was set at twelve o'clock in the evening, which was too long.

Depressed, he ran back to the dormitory to take a deep sleep, and even threw He Yanhan off the bed. He didn't really want to fall asleep, but just wanted to find a quiet place to think about what to do.

However, for some unknown reason, he still lost consciousness for a period of time. When he woke up again, he found that He Yanhan was propped directly above him, his eyes were incomprehensible to Yan Qing, the heart-stirring gloom, and the room was burning. There was a raging fire.

"Is this what you want to see?" He Yanhan lowered his head, his lips almost touched him, and the hand that was holding his wrist was so strong that it hurt him.

Yan Qing opened his mouth several times, but didn't say a word.

"You are so cruel." The fire was raging around him, He Yanhan invaded his lips and tongue while talking, "Give me a little sweetness first, and then kick me away."

Yan Qing waited for him to finish the kiss, and then said with a trembling voice, "He Yanhan, let's make a bet" just before his brain was about to run out of oxygen.

He Yanhan propped up his upper body and looked at him quietly.

"Think about who you are." Yan Qing coughed twice, stretched out an index finger, and said quickly: "I'll give you 1 minute, you think about who you are, during this period I will run away , you can’t walk out of this dormitory door.”

He Yanhan said that he must follow what he says. I don't know how much effect his words can have, but talking is better than nothing.

He Yanhan's eyes flickered, and he was briefly stunned.

"It's not the current identity." Yan Qing took a deep breath and said nervously, "It's a truth you never thought about."

He Yanhan frowned, and slowly straightened up.

Yan lightly looked at his expression and knew that he was suspicious, but he was half-believing, and his eyes gradually calmed down.

"Okay." He said softly, "One minute, you run."

"Don't let me catch you."

As soon as Yan Qing relaxed, he knew that he had won the bet.

Now that he agreed, He Yanhan didn't stop him anymore, Yan Qing almost jumped out of bed, he couldn't think about how the fire started, why He Yanhan was so angry suddenly, but when he was going out, he saw the fire on the bed next to him. sitting people.

Duan Cheng originally lowered his head, playing with the lighter in his hand, and smiled at him when he saw him come down.

I lit the last fire, and I set the fire this time.

Nothing like fire consumes everything, including himself.

He Yan looked at him coldly, and with a strong hand, a piece of burnt wood was broken off, and Duan Cheng was wrapped in flames, leaving only a shadow in the flames, laughing silently.

"You can't burn me to death." The corner of He Yanhan's mouth raised a cruel arc, "You can't trap me for long."

On the other hand, he spoke lightly but was dripping with cold sweat. One minute was still too little. He even just left the dormitory building, and more than 1 seconds had passed.

With only a dozen seconds left, he couldn't reach the school gate at all, and he might be caught up by He Yanhan on the way.

At this time, I suddenly heard an exclamation in my ear: "It's on fire!"

At this moment, Yan Qing had already left the dormitory building, looking back from a distance, the burning fire could still be seen in the glass window of a room.

Before the flames came out, it had already attracted the attention of many people. Students who were sleeping and staying up all night rushed out. Many people gathered downstairs in the dormitory, and they all watched nervously.

Yan Qingxin changed his direction and stopped running towards the school gate.

Instead, a more remote, but closer enclosure was chosen.He planned to climb over the wall and go out directly.

He had only been there this afternoon, and it was already clearly visible not far away. The cat shacks were shadowed in the moonlight, and the walls were not high. Yan Qing's palms were sweating a little, and he looked down at his watch. It had been more than a minute.

Running too fast, Yan Qing was out of breath several times.When he grabbed the old tree trunk and climbed to the top of the wall, a slight cold night wind blew and the stars twinkled above his head. He heard his heartbeat beating like a drum, and his throat suddenly lost his voice.

The slightly cold air from above, accompanied by a burst of funeral mourning, came from the winding path outside the wall.

Among the ghostly shadows, there seemed to be a funeral procession passing by beating gongs and drums.

Yan Qing didn't care about it, cheered himself up, and jumped off the wall directly.

With this jump, he found that he didn't fall on the ground, because he closed his eyes when he fell, and he could only feel that he was sitting on a hard object, because the impact force was still short.

When he opened his trembling eyelids, he was horrified to find himself sitting on a... coffin.The moment he jumped down, the funeral procession appeared directly below him, and the coffin-carriers and singers around them were all paper figurines and paper horses that are common in paper-making shops, with gorgeous colors, black eyes, white eyes, pale With two blushes on his face, looking at him is like seeing something new, and he leans over with a playful smile.

Yan Qing stepped back again and again, accidentally slipped the coffin lid open, and as soon as he turned his head, he could see a dead face staring at him with lifeless eyes.

"Ji Yuan...?" Yan Qing subconsciously called out his name

He remembered that a few days ago, a girl in the same class told him that Ji Yuan was going to be buried. If he hadn't cheated on the corpse, then today would probably be the first seven that the old man often said.

The heavily made-up paper piercing man made a laughing sound, and threw himself on Yan Qing when he was caught off guard, and Yan Qing's eyes were filled with white flowers, all of which were pale paper piercings with a lifeless look.

During the silence, Yan Qing seemed to gradually understand that the three of them had helped him.

He didn't know where the coffin would be carried, but he felt that he must have walked a long, long way. He Yanhan never caught up. He was lying on the coffin lid, with a dead man lying on his body and a paper man lying on his body. In a trance, Yan Qing thought that he was already dead.

So he didn't know that the funeral procession had already carried the coffin into the suburbs.

Yan Qing heard a "ding" in his ear, and something like a ball rolled into his palm.

Unprecedented peace surged into my heart, Yan Qing almost cried: "My son, where did you go? Dad is very worried about you."

0126 calmed his excited emotions: "Son, don't cry, I'm always here, but I can't communicate with you."

Yan Qing calmed down a bit, groped to get up from the coffin, bent his legs in front of his knees, and sat straddling the two sides: "Does it mean that I have almost passed this level?"

0126 nodded heavily: "Yes, the moment you entered the suburbs, the progress of the plot has increased to 95%, and the degree of reversal of fate has been updated to 100%."

His first official mission was a successful completion.

Yan Qing touched 0126, but he was thinking that if he still had time, he would have to send a bouquet of flowers to Ji Yuan, after all, they even let him sit on the coffin board.

The paper pierced man stuck to his body, making him unable to do anything except breathe. He felt strangely uncomfortable, but he didn't complain, after all, Ji Yuan would be fine if he didn't cheat on the corpse.

When the first ray of sunlight appeared, Yan Qing felt that the blood that had been frozen all night slowly began to flow. He raised his hand and moved his fingers, only to find that the paper prick had disappeared.

He was placed in a suburban cemetery, where the cool air soaked into the marrow of his bones.

The coffin board under him had disappeared, and he was sitting on the muddy ground, which was cold and wet, Yan Qing immediately jumped up and wiped the mud off his trousers.

It looks like a cemetery here, the scale is very small, there are only dozens of graves, and it looks clean everywhere, with dozens of tombstones neatly arranged in several rows, and some unburned paper money floated over from somewhere, saying Lightly looking at a piece of erratic paper money, it landed on the tombstone in front of him.

It belongs to Ji Yuan.

Yan Qing shook his body before steadying himself on the uneven road: "Is there still 5% of progress left?"

0126 nodded.

The sky was already pale, and Yan Qing took advantage of the weak light to slowly move along the bumpy muddy ground in front of the tombstone, and then he saw the photos of Duan Cheng and Yu Jialin.The photos of the latter two slowly emerged on two blank tombstones, staring straight at Yan Qing outside the photos.

Yan Qing slowly passed by them, the eyes in the photo followed him.

Yan Qing finally stopped in front of an extremely old tombstone. This tombstone was not known to be a few years ago. There was already a little damage on the tombstone. The cracks ran from the upper right corner to the lower left. It looked like a thunderbolt holding a white snake. It looks like the tower is split.

The handwriting on the tombstone was blurred, only the words "He Yanhan" could be seen, and the faces in the photos were also blurred like blisters.

"Oh." Yan Qing didn't know what to say for a while, and sighed heavily.

"Goodbye." In the end, he could only say something dry and authentic.

When he finally left, Yan Qing didn't notice that all the photos behind him turned their eyes to look at him.

A dark shadow lingered and left with him.

The author has something to say: I was pried into the corner of the wall by myself, it's so miserable, everyone passing by, don't miss it, laugh at him together!

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