Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

Ye Xingze was noncommittal, hiding his figure in front of Yan Xun.

Yan Xun thanked him softly, he just didn't want Ye Xingze to see his embarrassed side, and he didn't care if Ye Xingze really left, as long as he wasn't in front of him.

There was a sound in the room, Yan Xun took a deep breath, and then closed the door.

The boy in the room seemed to be about the same age as Yan Xun, shorter than Yan Xun, with a sharp and deep look, but because the disgust in his eyes was about to overflow, this handsome face was completely destroyed, the boy smelled of alcohol slightly, Standing in front of the sofa and reading the script of Yan Xun, the palm of the hand is hard, and wrinkles appear on the script.

Yan Xun was a little helpless. When he saw a boy, he felt exhausted from the bottom of his heart. Even so, he still poured a glass of hot water and handed it over, "Are you drinking again?"

"You still can't control me," Gu Xiang turned around, waved over the water glass in Yan Xun's hand, and the steaming hot water spilled on the carpet, Yan Xun took a step back a little later, and Gu Xiang threw the script in his hand on the carpet. On the ground, with a stern tone, "With me here, you can't play the male lead."

"I know." Yan Xun said softly, he always knew.

Gu Xiang snorted coldly, looked at Yan Xun's seemingly resigned face, and angrily stepped forward and grabbed Yan Xun's collar, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? You deserve all of this, and all of this will always be with you With you, use your whole life to atone for your sins!"

"About that incident back then, I still have to say, I'm sorry." Yan Xun seemed extremely tired, and blinked slowly.

"What's the use of being sorry! Excuse me, Gu Xun!" The boy's eyes turned red suddenly, and his voice was hoarse, "She doesn't recognize me anymore, she doesn't recognize me anymore!"

"You stole something that belonged to me again." The corner of the boy's mouth curled up into a savage smile, he paused every word, and poked Yan Xun's heart sentence by sentence, "Yan Xun, you should be proud, She only remembers you, are you happy?"

Yan Xun discovered that the boy was wearing a gray sweater today, and the collar of the white shirt was inadvertently exposed, and it became uneven with the boy's movements.

It's the way it used to be taught.

"Did you go to see her? How is she?" Yan Xun was stunned for a moment, looking down at the boy with red eyes, he thought, it wasn't like this before.

"You don't deserve to know," the boy's face flashed a little, and he was put away very well, and he let go of Yan Xun's collar.

Yan Xun closed his eyes and didn't hold back, "She's also my mother."

"She's not! Yanxun, it would be fine if she wasn't," Gu Xiang tidied up his shirt, his emotions settled down, and suddenly there seemed to be a shadow of Yanxun, pointing his finger at Yanxun's chest pointingly Before, "Don't you understand? For a monster like you, no one who gets close to you will end well."

"Yanxun, you deserve to sink into guilt and loneliness for the rest of your life."

The boy left, leaving a mess alone.

Yan Xun touched the jade pendant on his chest, and silently knelt down to clean up the mess.

The back of his hand was red from the hot water that had just been knocked over, but it wasn't very hot, and Yan Xun didn't care about it.

Until the back of the hand was covered by a cold, feeling extremely comfortable, Yan Xun raised his head in a daze, there was only nothingness, but the touch on the back of the hand was real, Yan Xun tentatively said, "Brother Xingze?"

There was a bit of crying in his tone.

Ye Xingze appeared in response, the hand covering the back of Yan Xun's hand was not gloved, slender and strong, if it weren't for the coldness that is different from ordinary people, it would be like a normal hand.

Ye Xingze never left. He understood that Yan Xun just didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, so he hid himself. Of course Yan Xun knew this, so he wasn't surprised by Ye Xingze's appearance.

Ye Xingze used some strength to pull Yan Xun up, but Yan Xun squatted there stubbornly, his hands turned around and tightly grasped Ye Xingze's cold hands, as if he was looking for support in his heart, and he didn't feel that Ye Xingze's palms were bitingly cold. The tighter the grip, the deeper the head is buried.

Ye Xingze had no choice but to take two steps forward, knelt down on one knee beside Yan Xun, approaching Yan Xun, and let Yan Xun put his head on his shoulder, something hot fell into the white skirt.

Yan Xun thought blankly, he had never been so vulnerable before.

I've never wanted to cry like this before.

On a sunny afternoon, the two embraced each other in the living room.

Ye Xingze was very thankful for his identity as a ghost at this time, and his legs would not go numb if he kept this posture for a long time.

When Yan Xun woke up, it was already sunset, and the curtains were half drawn. He woke up from his bed, covered with a thin blanket, and the whole house was quiet, except for the occasional sound of wind blowing the curtains.

Why are you here?Yan Xun thought in a daze.

What about Ye Xingze?

Yan Xun hurriedly got out of bed and searched the room, but he couldn't find Ye Xingze. He called out twice but got no response.

It seemed that even the Ye Xingze in the afternoon before falling asleep was a hallucination.

Yan Xun sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow, his eyes were scattered and did not settle, and finally fixed on the script on the coffee table. He remembered that his script was crumpled by Gu Xiang, and fell to the ground and soaked in water. But this one—

Yan Xun took the script and looked through it carefully. It was all flat, but there were notes on it when he read the script in the afternoon.

Wait, this is not my handwriting.

Is it Ye Xingze?

I printed a new copy for myself, and copied the notes word by word on it.

The corners of Yan Xun's mouth curved upwards more and more, revealing the white and neat teeth inside.

He opened the candy box on the coffee table and took a look, there was obviously a lot less in it, Yan Xun was happy that Ye Xingze's appearance was not his hallucination, but at the same time worried about whether a non-human like Ye Xingze would have a toothache if he ate too much candy.

Yan Xun sat there for a while, wondering when Ye Xingze would come back, it would be great if Ye Xingze also had a cell phone.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Ouyang Qi calling, Yan Xun had just picked it up, when he heard the urgent voice of a young man on the opposite side, "Ah Xun, I saw your brother!"

my brother?What my brother?where did i come from-

"Where did you see it?" Yan Xun asked.

"It's in the wild forest next to our filming location. I just drove through it and saw it. It seemed that I was injured, but I have already passed by. Would you like to take a look?" Ouyang Qi sat In the back seat, looking back but can't see much.

"Okay, thank you." Yan Xun hung up the phone and hurried to that place.

He and Ouyang Qi are currently filming a fairy tale drama. In order to restore the filming location as much as possible, the crew filmed on a low mountain near the suburbs. There is a large barren forest next to it, and there is only one road to pass through.

Ouyang Qi was sure that he really saw Yan Xun's brother, he was still very strange, his whole body was full of black air, today the crew was on vacation, his elder brother picked him up for a meal, and walked through the deserted forest when he came back.

"Brother, turn back, I really saw someone in there!" Ouyang Qi leaned forward, keeping in mind Yan Xun's request not to let him tell others, and just pretended to be someone he didn't know.

"You read it wrong." Brother Ouyang remained expressionless, instead of reversing the car, he sped up and drove forward, "There is no one there."

Ouyang Qi was in a hurry but had no choice but to call Yan Xun.

Yan Xun took a taxi and came here, but the driver said nothing and refused to drive any further. He insisted that the desolate forest was the stronghold of the Yin world and the Yang world. Normal human beings always avoid ghosts. Don't go either.

Yan Xun had no choice but to get out of the car and walk over by himself.

The wild forest is pitch black. At this time of year, there are not many leaves on the trees, only messy branches, which completely cover the moonlight outside, leaving only a piece of pure blackness.

Yan Xun took out his phone and turned on the flashlight, only to find that this deserted forest seemed to swallow up light. Yan Xun could only see a little bit in front of him. He didn't know where to find Ye Xingze, but he heard Ouyang Qi say Ye Xingze might be injured, so he ran out impatiently.

When approaching this deserted forest, the closer he got, the clearer his premonition became, he had to find Ye Xingze.

When Yan Xun was completely submerged in darkness, the jade pendant on his neck suddenly shone softly, which was not dazzling, but very tenacious, covering Yan Xun and dispelling a little bit of the surrounding coldness.

Yan Xun shuttled through the wild forest according to the will of his heart. The road in the wild forest was full of potholes. In a short while, Yan Xun sprained his feet several times, but none of his bones were hurt. A little exercise can restore normal.

Yan Xun had an inexplicable sense of faith in his heart, he felt that he would not be in danger, and he hadn't even encountered any strange things so far, so he would think that the legends in this deserted forest were all nonsense.

Until he bypassed an unusually strong tree, a gust of wind hit his shoulders, before he could dodge it, the wind seemed to be burnt, and it uttered a shrill cry, resounding through the entire deserted forest inside.

Yan Xun patted his chest and held the jade pendant tightly around his neck, only then did he realize how much Ye Xingze had strengthened the jade pendant.

The next second, Yan Xun's back was pressed against a light body. Before Yan Xun could react, he heard a familiar voice beside his ear, "Why are you here?"

"I—" Before Yan Xun could reply, Ye Xingze's lips were already on the side of Yan Xun's neck.

Yan Xun was stunned by the cold and soft touch, and his lips pressed against the side of his neck and whispered, "It's good if you come, are you afraid of pain?"

Ye Xingze was caught in the trap, and it didn't take long for him to come. He was a little overwhelmed, and one-third of the black energy was burned away by the inexplicable spell.

That black energy is the source of Ye Xingze's power, which is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. This is also what makes Ye Xingze unique from other ghosts, but if one-third of it is burned at once, he will have to practice three ghosts in a place full of ghost energy. months to make up for it.

But here comes the lesson.

It is not for nothing that Yanxun's horoscope attracts ghosts.

After Ye Xingze got closer, he could clearly smell the fragrance of Yanxun's fresh blood. This fragrance was more attractive to him than to ordinary ghosts. Flesh and flesh, on the premise of losing a little consciousness, still kept the gentleman's inquiry, "Yanxun, can you give me some blood?"

"Not afraid of pain," Yan Xun's heart was about to jump out, but he was not frightened, "How should I give it to you?"

"Be good, don't move." Ye Xingze didn't look like a cold and powerful ghost at the moment, his voice was lowered, and his ethereal feeling was like a fairy's charm, tempting the prey on his lips to sink willingly, "It doesn't hurt at all."