Delicate beauty gets entangled by paranoia

cheat, cheat...

Song Yanchen's pupils trembled, and his fingers trembled faintly.

He grabbed his crazily beating heart, and his expression tightened.

The man stared at his bride's frightened little face, his eyes dimmed and changed, he looked away again, and stood up with a chuckle, "What I just said was all urban ghost stories, and I can't count them. How can there really be ghosts in this world? Perhaps It’s because you’re too tired, and it’s not necessarily true that you’re hallucinating.”

Song Yanchen's heart choked, and he hurriedly said, "Do you not believe me?"

The man smiled and picked up the red envelope that was thrown on the ground. Before Song Yanchen could stop it again, the man opened the mouth of the red envelope and displayed it in front of Song Yanchen, "Look, this is an empty red envelope."

As he said that, the man tapped Song Yanchen's forehead with his index finger, and said slowly in a laughing voice, "You, it's just that you're so tired during this time that you could faint in the bathroom after washing your hair."

Song Yanchen was in a trance again, his expression slightly dull.

Just as Song Yanchen's thoughts were constantly guarding against the air, the man turned his head, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, turned his head and looked at Song Yanchen again, and sighed, "Unfortunately, it's getting late, I have to go back first."

Song Yanchen trembled, raised his head suddenly, looked at the clock, his pupils dilated suddenly.

What?He actually fell asleep for a whole day?

The man stared at the panic on Song Yanchen's face, his eyes shone slightly, like the cold stars in the dark night, glowing secretly, "Don't forget to eat, and continue to rest."

Song Yanchen didn't realize that the man clenched the final sound of the word 'rest' when he said this, and his face flushed immediately.

Obviously the other party came to borrow the kitchen, but it turned out that he cooked for himself and took care of himself who passed out all day.

Seeing that the man turned around and was about to leave, Song Yanchen quickly got up and grabbed the man's hand, "Wait a minute."

The man frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the other party, and his eyes fell on Song Yanchen's hand that was holding his arm.

Song Yanchen noticed the man's eyes, and suddenly realized his gaffe, he quickly withdrew his hand, his face became more and more red all of a sudden.

"I, I mean..."

Song Yanchen also started to stutter, his whole body was ashamed as if he had been burned, and he was almost crying out of anxiety, "Thank you, thank you..."

So cute......

The man calmly looked at the gratitude and nervousness in the other person's eyes without thinking, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "I hope you can say the same in the future."

"What, what...?" Song Yanchen blinked in a panic, his expression extremely bewildered and confused.

"It's nothing." The man rubbed Song Yanchen's hair, "I mean, I will come here often in the future."

Song Yanchen was both surprised and happy, his face became redder all of a sudden, his ears were pink and tender, it made people want to take a bite, and he froze in place all of a sudden.

"Why?" The man blinked his eyes, and his smile continued, "Are you not welcome?"

"No, no," Song Yanchen swallowed hastily, and explained in a panic, "I, I welcome..."

Silly boy......

It's so deceiving...

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly possessed himself, and caught Song Yanchen's eyes unexpectedly, and the distance between their faces was only two centimeters, close enough to make one's heart flutter.

Song Yanchen was shocked, his whole body stiffened, his breathing stopped, and he stared at the other party, motionless.

"Then look forward to our next meeting."

Don't cry at night...

I won't feel bad...

The man smiled brighter.

When Song Yanchen saw the man smiling flamboyantly, he was immediately fascinated. The poor man couldn't see how much dirty thoughts this well-dressed guy in front of him was hiding.

"When, of course..."

The man laughed even more when he heard it.

Very nice.

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The night is getting darker, and the moonlight outside the window is reflected in the house.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of Song Yanchen's bed, staring at Song Yanchen who had fallen asleep with a smile in his eyes, and disappeared in the same place after a while.

.........

"Miss, are you awake?"

Song Yanchen looked around in a panic, -- the room was decorated with lights and festoons, and the characters "Double Happiness" of various sizes were pasted all over, and beside his bed stood a tall and strong red figure.

Song Yanchen's expression froze.

The whole person shrank back subconsciously.

What, what's going on?

How did he come back here again?Isn't this a dream?

What's even more strange is that he can clearly feel that the figure in front of him is a very handsome figure, but for some reason, he just can't remember the outline of the other person's facial features.

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen was so anxious that he was on the verge of crying, terrified.

The man didn't give Song Yanchen a chance to dodge at all, he grabbed Song Yanchen's kicking calf, like a entangled python, and held each other with cold hands, making Song Yanchen shiver along with it.

The man pulled Song Yanchen back into his arms, locked his arms tightly, and kissed Song Yanchen's blushing earlobe.

"Why are you hiding?"

"Obviously your body is more honest than yourself..."

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Song Yanchen suddenly woke up from the dream, covered in cold sweat.

He seemed to feel some kind of strangeness in his body, and suddenly lifted the quilt and looked at the situation under the quilt.

Song Yanchen's expression froze immediately.

The indescribable images in the dream kept replaying in his mind, so real that he couldn't deceive himself that it was just a dream.

What's more, I dreamed of the same scene, the same person, and did the same thing for two consecutive nights... No matter how I explain it, it doesn't make sense...

He even had a relationship with a ghost...

Song Yanchen covered his face helplessly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and a wave of fear and panic also enveloped his heart.

Song Yanchen couldn't help but start thinking wildly, he quickly took out his phone and started looking for answers on the browser.

Will it be...

Does anyone have a similar experience to him?

With a fluke and self-help mentality, Song Yanchen searched quickly.

[I seem to be haunted by ghosts]

As soon as the keywords came out, thousands of similar search results appeared on the browsing page.

[Help, I was crushed by a ghost, who can tell me what's going on? ]

[What are the symptoms of being haunted by ghosts?Incoming self-test]

[I have been haunted by ghosts for five years, who will save me? ]

[.......]

Song Yanchen browsed quickly with a nervous expression, trying to find someone similar to himself on the Internet.

While Song Yanchen was browsing at high speed, a search record immediately attracted Song Yanchen's attention.

[What does it mean to dream of being comfortable with a ghost DOI? ]

The moment Song Yanchen saw the title, his hands trembled and he almost dropped his phone to the ground.

His face turned red immediately, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and with a state of mind that he didn't know how to describe, he entered this page in a panic.

Countless answers flocked in.

[What else could it be?It just means that you are longing for a love in the near future. ]

[After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a spirit, we must believe in science! There are no ghosts! There are no ghosts!!]

[That... I have a friend... cough cough]

[......]

I browsed around the mobile phone, but I didn't get any useful information, and the comment area was full of jokes.

Not only that, but he also saw Song Yanchen blushing, and the whole person looked extremely hot.

After flipping through several pages, at the moment Song Yanchen was about to give up, a reply immediately attracted Song Yanchen's full attention.

[Has the landlord been assigned a ghost marriage? ]

Song Yanchen shuddered, and suddenly turned the phone's screen to black.

His heart beat so fast that he couldn't even breathe.

Why don't you try praying to God and worshiping Buddha, maybe it will be effective? ....

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen couldn't bear it for a moment, got up quickly, made the mattress indiscriminately, changed his clothes and went out.

With a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he has nowhere to go.

...........................

"where are you going?"

As soon as the door opened, a familiar face suddenly bumped into Song Yanchen's eyes.

Song Yanchen was startled at first, but soon recognized the other party.

He was surprised and delighted, and he was very at a loss, "Yes, it's you..."

The man's dark eyes fell on Song Yanchen's body, his eyes became colder, and he repeated the words just now, "Where are you going?"

Song Yanchen felt that the other person's expression was a bit strange for a while, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, and immediately began to stammer, "I, I'm going to worship Buddha..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yanchen's face became very red.

The man looked at Song Yanchen's pitiful and helpless expression with a little helplessness, knowing that what the other party did was just superfluous and useless.

and.....

The man's eyes darkened slightly.

Because his bride has concluded a ghost marriage with him, it is equivalent to turning on the ghost eye mode...

But surprisingly, the man didn't make a sound to stop Song Yanchen's plan to go out, his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the slightest emotion clearly, his tone was natural, and he said in an extremely cryptic tone, "Then you...be careful .”

Song Yanchen blinked, but didn't understand the other party's implication, "Okay, okay..."

After speaking, he covered his hot face and hurried away.

The man stood there expressionless, staring at Song Yanchen's leaving back without any nightmare, and suddenly let out a cold snort.

Silly boy......

.............

Song Yanchen dragged his tired body slowly onto the empty bus.

Perhaps because of the early shift, there were very few passengers in the car.

But as soon as he stepped up, it was like walking into an air-conditioned room, shivering with cold.

Song Yanchen didn't think much, put the banknotes he had prepared into the cardboard box, and was about to go inside.

But what was strange was that the driver sitting in the driver's seat seemed to have noticed something, the tip of his scarlet tongue brushed his lower lip, raised his head slightly, and showed a mysterious smile at Song Yanchen.

Song Yanchen only felt that the other person's face was a little different from ordinary people, so he didn't think much, and walked forward while holding the window.

Unexpectedly, he was distracted, and accidentally stepped on one of the old grandmother's crutches, and the crutches fell to the ground with a loud noise, which shocked Song Yanchen.

An abrupt voice sounded on the silent bus, and everyone in the bus raised their heads subconsciously, looking at the boy who got on the bus suddenly with strange expressions.

"Yes, sorry..."

While Song Yanchen apologized, he leaned over to pick up the crutches, but before Song Yanchen could grab the crutches, a pair of pale hands grabbed his wrists one step ahead of him.

Song Yanchen was startled and raised his head suddenly.

-------It is a man in a suit.

The man was very handsome, with white skin like a vampire hiding in the sun, giving off a melancholy aura.

"You..." The man grinned suddenly, his voice hoarse, "It looks so delicious...."

Song Yanchen didn't understand why, just when he was confused, his eyes suddenly noticed that the legs of the entire bus passengers were not on the ground, and even the soles of the feet of the man talking to him in front of him were floating in the air. ....

Song Yanchen's eyelashes trembled violently, and the blood in his body was sinking crazily. The cold made him tremble through the bones, and he couldn't stop trembling.

The doors of the bus closed with a sound, and the cars started to move together...

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The author has something to say:

A certain ghost: My bride, this disobedient silly child.

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