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Woohoo, it's over, it's completely dead now.

A miserable white mist filled the air, the head was getting closer and closer, Ye Wan's heart was beating violently, and large beads of sweat appeared on the delicate and white skin.

But when the head approached, Ye Wan found that the situation was different from what he had guessed. Just now she couldn’t see clearly in the fog, thinking that the female ghost had only one head, but now Ye Wan saw that the female ghost’s neck was not empty. .

The female ghost was wearing a plain white cheongsam, which was as pale as the mist. Although the patterns on the cheongsam could not be seen clearly in the room, it could be seen that her hairstyle and the cheongsam on her body were in the style of the Republic of China period.

Ye Wan's home has some old photos left by his ancestors, he often looks through them, so he is very familiar with the women's clothing in the Republic of China.

Ye Wan would appreciate those photos at other times, but no matter what, he didn't want to see people from the Republic of China period in the unlimited streaming game.

The era I live in is the 21st century, and the people at that time are not here long ago, they are all ghosts, woo woo.

Looking down, Ye Wan gasped. He saw a big hole in the middle of the female ghost's body. The big hole pierced through the woman's entire abdominal cavity, as if a pillar was directly inserted through her body.

If it was alive, it would be so painful to be pierced by a pillar like this.

But now the owner of this body doesn't seem to feel pain, turning a blind eye to the big hole in the body.

The surrounding area was very quiet, and Ye Wan seemed to smell the female ghost's breath. In fear, he clamped his legs tightly to the door, as if the door was his life-saving straw.

The system has never seen such a coquettish operation where other players stuck themselves in the middle of the door, but this is also a way, the system simply doesn't know whether to praise or despise.

Ye Wan poured all her energy into the door, feeling that the heat from the food she just ate disappeared in an instant, and she seemed to be wrapped in cold sweat, icy cold.

In the teaching building, unlike at the gate, there is no stone-like ice cubes to throw at each other. Ye Wan threw all the chocolate in her pocket at the female ghost, and also threw the medicine bottle. In the end, he found that There is nothing around to throw out.

While weeping, he thought how ridiculous it must be for him to hold the door frame with one hand while throwing things out with the other hand.

In the sound of Ye Wan's crying, the woman's half-closed eyes suddenly opened. They were a pair of lifeless eyes. Looking at Ye Wan with such eyes, they suddenly wanted to have an evil brilliance, like greed. The wolf is enjoying the delicious food.

The female ghost's face is getting closer and closer. People's vision is extremely blurred in the dense fog. Coupled with Ye Wan's teary eyes, he feels that the female ghost is about to open her bloody mouth and bite a ferocious fangs. The teeth are about to bite his neck.

About to be eaten by the female ghost, Ye Wan tightly hugged the door frame, like a prisoner waiting for the final trial, tightly closed her eyes and dared not open them, and shouted as if she was in a daze: "Don't come here ,do not come!"

Even if it was a cry of panic, Ye Wan's voice was by no means unpleasant.

When the female ghost heard Ye Wan's voice, she paused as if surprised, and twisted her neck to the left, making a "click, click" sound.

She turned her neck like a demented person who suddenly became sober for a moment.

But before she woke up, she heard a "bang", a window in the corridor was suddenly opened, and the cold wind from outside suddenly poured in.

The female ghost in front of her eyes seemed to be pulled into the pale mist by a violent force, and she was dragged further and further away. After a while, Ye Wan heard the sound of someone's flesh being torn into pieces, After that, with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

It looked as if something had been thrown through the window.

The corridor window was slammed shut a few more times.

Everything happened so fast that Ye Wan's clumsy little head hadn't reacted yet.

When the female ghost disappeared, he was relieved, squatting helplessly by the door, wiping away his tears, looking very pitiful.

Ye Wan sobbed and cried for a long time, crying till the end without a trace of strength, he was so dizzy that he wasn't sure if he was still alive, and he could only hear his weak breathing, which became weaker and weaker.

At this time, there was a pleasant and light sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, Ye Wan felt that she must be dying, otherwise there would be music.

He was originally a person with super slow reactions, but he was extremely sensitive to sound, and now he could even hear a needle drop on the ground in the Infinity Stream dungeon.

It was a burst of melodious opera singing, and it was a deep and magnetic male voice who sang the tune.

"A lot of youth is not over, You Siyi... Du Momo's peach blossoms and red people don't return." [Note]

The lyrics in this song are inexplicably familiar, Ye Wan seems to have heard it somewhere.

The voice should belong to an era not very far away. In a trance, he felt that the person singing must be a young man in a moon-white gown, singing a cappella on the stage of the Republic of China Theater.

Ye Wan never knew that singing softly by herself could be so pleasant.

The light in the corridor is soft, as if the sun has risen outside the teaching building, although the light from the glass window does not look that bright, but it is enough to comfort people's hearts.

The sound of the opera is like fine gold and gentle waves, making the surrounding fog seem to fade away.

The melodious melody gave Ye Wan a bit of strength, and he leaned against the door in a daze. At this moment, he heard a slight sound above his head, that sound was like the clanging sound of metal colliding.

Ye Wan thought that some kind of ghost was about to appear again, he timidly raised his head and looked at the ceiling, he saw a small shadow on the ceiling gently descending from his head, the shadow came close, he recognized it was the ghost in the hall before The rose that is fleeting in the pan.

Under the warm light and shadow, Ye Wan saw the color of the rose in front of her. Because it is made of iron, the rose seems to have been tempered by fire, changing color with the light, sometimes it looks like flames, and sometimes it looks like livid haze .

Golden debris also fell from the direction of the ceiling. The debris was not real, but a little bit of golden light.

Watching the rose fall slowly, Ye Wan stretched out her hand curiously, and gently touched the petals of that rose. The rose looks like iron on the outside, but it is as soft to the touch as real petals.

There seems to be crystal dewdrops on the petals, soft and with a feeling like the morning dew, it seems that this rose is not malicious, the rose seems to be able to perceive people's emotions, with Ye Wan's touch, the rose seems to be clear Like a human being, she approached Ye Wan's face with teardrops, and gently touched his lips like a kiss.

When the rose gently brushed across his face, the singing voice in the music seemed to be clearer, it was still the young man's voice, this voice was really nice, better than all the voices he had ever heard.

Ye Wan was a little embarrassed to be kissed, but he felt that the rose was very cute, so he stretched out his hand and patted it as if to blame.

Rose dropped her body and leaned against Ye Wan's side.

Ye Wan hugged the roses and looked at the faint light from the window. He remembered that the system said that inside the Gate of Eternal Night, the sun was made of iron-like metal. Could this faint light be the brilliance of that sun.

After the rose appeared, the mist seemed to have lightened a lot, and Ye Wan could see the ground nearby. He felt very tired and wanted to find a place to lie down and rest for a while.

He pushed open the door of the lounge and looked inside. The situation in the lounge made Ye Wan's eyes widen with an unbelievable expression.

The sofa in the lounge reappeared, and the solid floor seemed to have never disappeared. Ye Wan wondered whether the misty abyss just now was an illusion, but he really tried it with his feet at that time. .

He tried again with uncertainty, and everything in the lounge was indeed real.

In this ghostly space, even one's own feelings can go wrong, so who should one trust?

He pushed open the concealed lounge door, made sure there was no danger inside, and entered with the rose.

Rose walked around Ye Wan's waist mischievously, as if she liked his slender waist very much.

The roses circling around made people feel itchy, the itchy Ye Wan felt much better, and he smiled lightly at the rose.

The melodious opera voice was still around, and the soothing rhythm gradually calmed him down, he leaned on the sofa in a daze, Ye Wan's face was reddish as if drinking beer wine, he blinked his teary eyes lightly, watching With the faint metallic luster from the roses around her.

When he arrived at the lounge, for some reason, Ye Wan felt his body was very hot, so he took off his coat, put it under his body, turned around and lay down.

The rose leaves look golden and have a metallic texture, but they are soft and comfortable like real petals. Seeing Ye Wan lying down, it closes two petals and wraps around Ye Wan's fingers. The petals are like Like human lips, moist and moist.

Not long after lying down, Ye Wan felt the warmth surrounding her body was even stronger than before. His whole body seemed to be burning hot, but he was sure that he didn't have a fever. He took off his shirt and lay down in a daze. After a while, he still felt hot, so he simply got up again, took off another piece of clothing on his body, and lay down again.

But it was still hot, so she got up and took off another piece of clothing. Ye Wan didn't really fall asleep comfortably until the clothes on her body were almost gone.

The young man curled up on the sofa, with handsome facial features, drooping eyelashes, and a peach-like scarlet color on his body, looked like a very beautiful picture scroll.

In the dream, he faintly heard someone calling his name, the voice was very kind, as if it was someone he knew well, Ye Wan smiled happily.

The person in the dream couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, Ye Wan asked that person, "You are not a ghost, you won't harm me, will you?"

The man wrapped his hands around Ye Wan's fair neck in silence, using very soft strength, which made people very at ease.

In the drowsiness, I don't know if Rose is mischievous again, it seems to be walking downstream along Ye Wan's waist.

Muttering something to make it quiet, but Naihe's body was too tired, Ye Wan fell into a deep sleep with irresistible fatigue.

The author has something to say:

The lyrics in this article come from "Who Lovesickness Gives" by the Good Sister Band, which is very nice~