The substitute is actually a scum attacking himself

A gust of cool wind was blowing, and the crying of the woman at the end of the corridor could be faintly heard.

Xie Xingzhou couldn't help but clenched the clothes on Jiang Muye's chest, pressed against his shoulder to feel the fresh temperature, trying to rescue himself from the great shock.

Jiang Muye patted him on the back lightly, and put it next to his ear to comfort him like a joke: "Now are you willing to take the initiative to hug me?"

Xie Xingzhou gasped for breath and flinched in Jiang Muye's arms.

He squeezed Jiang Muye's chest hard with his hands.

Jiang Muye begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

After that, he glanced sideways at the dark corridor of the study room, and saw a red figure flashing past the toilet door at the end.

Jiang Muye frowned and said nothing, just smiled and asked the person in his arms: "Do you really believe that there is such a thing in this world?"

"I don't believe it." Xie Xingzhou regained his composure, let go of Jiang Muye slightly, and said softly.

Jiang Muye sneered and said, "I don't believe it either, someone must be pretending to be a ghost."

Xie Xingzhou remained silent, noncommittal.

"Come and see with me?" Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows, and as he said that, he was about to turn the corner with the person in his arms.

Xie Xingzhou grabbed him and shook his head: "I won't go."

"Alright." Jiang Muye readily let go of him, pointed to the dark road ahead behind him, and said intentionally: "Then you go back, I'll go catch ghosts myself."

Xie Xingzhou held him tightly, staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to stare him out of a hole.

The person in front of him still had tears from the corners of his eyes after being frightened just now. Jiang Muye was stared at like this, which only made his heart itch.

He couldn't help pressing Xie Xingzhou tightly into his arms, and said hoarsely at Xie Xingzhou's sensitive ears, "Don't look at me like that."

Xie Xingzhou was not threatened, unable to speak soft words, he still stared at the person in front of him with complaining eyes.

The corridor was pitch black, only the emergency indicator light was on in green, and the surroundings were still shrouded in the fear and urgency of being haunted just now, but it inexplicably added a sense of mystery to the atmosphere between the two.

The atmosphere around him became more and more stagnant, forcing Jiang Muye to take a deep breath, impatiently raised his hand to cover Xie Xingzhou's eyes, and his voice became hoarse: "Don't look at me like that, I said I really want to kiss you..."

Xie Xingzhou was startled when he heard the words, before he could react, he felt a heat on his lips, and his lower lip was bitten by Jiang Muye.

The dry and hot breath broke through the cool night, and the nostrils were full of Jiang Muye's smell. Xie Xingzhou could clearly feel his patience and eagerness.

The lips were pushed apart, and a warm ball squeezed in, wanting to deepen the kiss.

Xie Xingzhou hurriedly pushed Jiang Muye out, the sound of rapid breathing resounded through the empty corridor, louder than the "female ghost" sobbing just now, it made people blush and heartbeat.

Jiang Muye held him tight, panting and reminded him: "Be quiet, aren't you afraid of attracting that thing?"

It was clear that the people in front of him were messing around, Xie Xingzhou snorted.

He looked at Jiang Muye complainingly, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Jiang Muye felt relieved, smiled and pecked Xie Xingzhou lightly on the lips, then let go of him, and said, "This kiss is tonight's thank you gift, let's go, I'll take you home."

Xie Xingzhou glanced coldly at Jiang Muye who was walking outside the teaching building alone - he didn't intend to wait for him.

A moment later, Xie Xingzhou silently wiped his mouth hard, followed Jiang Muye out of the teaching building of the Academy of Fine Arts, and followed Jiang Muye without leaving.

From the Academy of Fine Arts, you need to pass through half of Luo University, Jiang Muye led him along the avenue with street lights.

The two walked side by side with a distance of two steps, and the street lights on both sides stretched their shadows into two long lines, intertwined together.

The terrifying atmosphere just now receded slowly, but Xie Xingzhou was still uncomfortable, because Jiang Muye was too quiet at this moment, which made him feel that the journey had been extremely long...

It was time for Yipin Bookstore to close, Xie Xingzhou didn't go to the store and was sent back to the rental house by Jiang Muye.

The street lights in the rental housing complex have been in disrepair all year round, and the lights are weak. Only the street light under his floor is still bright.

At this time, two figures, one tall and one short, stood under the street lamp.

Duan Jize turned his head and saw two people coming from a distance, so he asked Yu Tangtang to go back to the house first, while he stood under the street lamp and waited.

"Xingzhou, you're back?" Seeing Xie Xingzhou approaching, Duan Jize looked nervous, and asked, "I've heard rumors about your school. You don't look well. Did you encounter any strange things?"

"No, I'm fine." Xie Xingzhou had already recovered from the shock just now, what made him nervous now was the two people who bumped into each other unexpectedly.

He quickly turned his head and glanced at Jiang Muye beside him, and he really saw Jiang Muye staring at Duan Jize with heavy eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Duan Jize alive.

He was extremely annoyed, he shouldn't have brought Jiang Muye here.

Duan Jize also noticed the unkind eyes of the person in front of him, but he still said gently: "Xing Zhou, is this your friend?"

Xie Xingzhou clenched his palms and wanted to answer, but the people around him stepped forward and said in a serious tone: "I am his ex-boyfriend."

Duan Jize looked a little embarrassed when he heard the words, and turned to look at Xie Xingzhou.

Xie Xingzhou was stiff all over, he gave Jiang Muye a hard look, couldn't speak for a while, but called Duan Jize nervously: "Brother, I..."

As soon as Xie Xingzhou's disgusted eyes and nervous explanation came out, Jiang Muye, who had a provocative face just now, froze for a moment.

After a while, he suddenly snorted and said, "I'm just kidding."

Then he put the sweater hat on his head, turned and left.

Jiang Muye suddenly left without entanglement, Xie Xingzhou was still a little dazed and didn't recover.

Duan Jize smiled, uttered a voice to bring him back to his senses, and went upstairs with him.

Duan Jize sent Xie Xingzhou to the door of his house, and when he turned to leave, Xie Xingzhou stopped him.

He turned his head and saw Xie Xingzhou leaning against the door, looking at him sadly, and called him brother again, saying, "I'm sorry just now..."

Duan Jize was a little puzzled, and said after a while: "It's okay, your friend was just joking, so you don't need to apologize to me."

Xie Xingzhou nodded dully, also felt that he had overreacted, Duan Jize couldn't remember, and now he didn't know anything, how could he blame him for being unclear about who he was with.

"Brother, good night." Xie Xingzhou laughed at himself, took a deep breath, turned and entered the room.

Duan Jize stood at the door for a while, and when he saw Xie Xingzhou's house turned on, he turned and left.

Xie Xingzhou had a full class on Monday and got up early in the morning to go out.

As soon as he walked out of the unit, he saw Jiang Muye leaning against the streetlight head on.

The other party was tall and long-legged, carrying a bag of things in his hand, leaning against the street lamp to smoke a cigarette, which attracted the attention of the surrounding college students.

Xie Xingzhou turned a blind eye and walked around him.

But Jiang Muye caught up with him, put the breakfast in his hand, and said, "I haven't caught the school ghost yet, I'll take you to and from get out of class."

Xie Xingzhou stopped in his tracks and looked at him indifferently: "It's daytime now."

"I know." Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows, handed the phone to Xie Xingzhou, and said with a smile, "I saw your class schedule, you have a theory class at the Academy of Fine Arts tonight, and it will last until nine o'clock in the evening, don't be afraid ?"

Xie Xingzhou: "We teach in large classes."

There are more than 100 people in the class, and he is not afraid of a few more ghosts.

"Is that so..." Jiang Muye put away his phone, and clung to Xie Xingzhou.

Xie Xingzhou threw the breakfast back into his arms, turned around and went to school without looking back. Jiang Muye shrugged and chased after him with the breakfast.

The two walked into Luo University one after the other, but were forced to stop near the teaching building of the Academy of Fine Arts.

The teaching building opposite was surrounded by crowds, and even ambulances and police cars were parked beside them.

Jiang Muye grabbed a student at random and asked him what happened.

"It is said that the female ghost from the school has caught it!" The other party said mysteriously.

Xie Xingzhou frowned upon hearing this, there is no female ghost caught by the police.

The other person who was close seemed to know about it. Hearing this, he laughed and turned his head to explain: "What kind of female ghost is she? She is a crazy woman who has been running into our school for several days. She wears a red dress and hides in the Crying in the teaching building of the Academy of Fine Arts, and passing it around, she became a female ghost, saying that she injured a student from the study this morning, so she called the police and arrested her."

Things did unfold quite reasonably.

After listening to Xie Xingzhou, he was not very interested, so he avoided the crowd and left.

Jiang Muye glanced at the crowd and followed Xie Xingzhou.

The two bypassed the most congested section of the road and stood at the side entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts. They could see the police in the distance dragging a woman in a red dress in late autumn to the direction of the police car.

The woman's screams and crazy noises continued.

Xie Xingzhou suddenly stopped, turned his head to look in the direction of the crazy woman, his hand holding the drawing board strap gradually tightened until his fingers turned white.

Jiang Muye stood side by side with him, following his gaze, the crazy woman had been packed into the police car, and the struggling red figure had disappeared.

But Xie Xingzhou still didn't move, just stared at that place in a daze, and the sockets of his eyes even turned red imperceptibly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Muye lowered his head and asked him, startled by his ugly face, and comforted him: "Scared?"

"No." Xie Xingzhou didn't know how long it took before he made a sound. He lowered his eyes and said, "I remembered an elder."

Xie Xingzhou has never communicated with Jiang Muye about his relatives, not even when they were most intimate in the past, but now he casually talks about them when he is sad.

Jiang Muye didn't know whether to be thankful or ridiculed, he twitched the corners of his mouth, followed the police car that was fading away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Me too."

Xie Xingzhou was slightly stunned, and turned to look at the people around him, as if he didn't believe Jiang Muye's words.

"Don't believe me?" Jiang Muye laughed, lowered his head and looked at Xie Xingzhou for a long time.

After a long time, he said bitterly: "I made her become like that. Her son died trying to save me, and she went crazy."

Xie Xingzhou was stunned, as if he saw endless sadness from Jiang Muye's eyes, he was a little hard to recover, and after a while, he blinked his eyes and looked away.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Jiang Muye let out a breath and straightened up, pretending to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and kicked the stone on the ground.

He raised his hand, rubbed Xie Xingzhou and nodded, calming down the atmosphere, "I'll take you to see her next time."

Xie Xingzhou dodged his hand, and gave an indifferent "hmm".

He kept his head down and turned around to walk into the teaching building.

Jiang Muye stopped him suddenly, and asked in a mysterious way: "Xie Xingzhou, if you were her, would you choose to forgive me?"

Xie Xingzhou stopped, looked back at him, and said, "If I were her, I wouldn't blame you, but I can't accept you either, and I would choose not to see you."

After finishing speaking, Xie Xingzhou's thin figure turned into the first classroom in the corridor.

Those answers echoed in his ears, and Jiang Muye didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Soon, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and that uncomfortable feeling came again.

Jiang Muye rubbed his heart, put on the hat of his sweater, and leaned against the wall beside him in a daze.