There is silence——

Yan Sui clutched the back of his head, tightened the towel hanging loosely around his waist, stood up from the ground with difficulty, and looked warily at the strange man in front of him who suddenly broke into his bathroom.

On the other hand, Gan Le, who realized what he just said, endured the pain of his skin and stood there in embarrassment, feeling the scrutiny from the other side, and only hoped that nothing happened just now or that he could just run away from Yan Sui.

Just like that, the steamy bathroom fell into silence.

"You, shouldn't be human?"

The two confronted each other for a long time, but it was Yan Sui who broke the silence. His gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep across the person's feet floating a few inches above the ground, and asked softly.

I don't know why, although the creature on the opposite side has exceeded his cognitive range, Yan Sui didn't feel any instinctive sense of crisis. Instead, he seemed to subconsciously believe that the figure on the opposite side would not hurt him.

"……Um."

He seemed to have hesitated for a long time, but the figure on the other side admitted honestly. Even in the dark, Yan Sui seemed to be able to see him nervously looking at himself after admitting.

But after all, the light was still too dark, Yan Sui could only glimpse the outline of the figure on the opposite side, and he couldn't see clearly if he looked carefully, but when he heard the man speak in a low voice, the previous memory was quickly activated.

The hoarse, low-pitched, difficult-to-distinguish voice, I have encountered before.

"Were you in the elevator last time?"

"Did we know each other before?"

As Yan Sui asked, he took a small step forward, trying hard to see the shadow on the opposite side with the faint light outside the window.

Gan Le did not expect that Yan Sui would take the initiative to approach him. Although he was sad and a little angry because his sweetheart didn't recognize him and wanted to avoid him before, but now Yan Sui really wants to approach him and talk to him, asking his identity Instead, he hesitated a little.

After all, they are separated by the gap between life and death. What if Yan Sui despises him? Even if Yan Sui accepts the reality that he has become a ghost, he has neither education nor money. Would he be willing to give himself a chance to be with him? ?

And most importantly, he is not even wearing clothes now, will Yan Sui feel that he is a pervert?

The more Gan Le thought about it, the more uncertain he became, but Yan Sui saw that he didn't respond, so he took another step closer. Gan Le was a little panicked, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Yes, it's me."

"It's me in the elevator."

Gan Le admitted the first one, but Yan Sui's last question, he murmured for a long time, he didn't know how to answer it better, after all Yan Sui met recently, and he was not so lucky to die, there was only one him, if he admitted If not, Yan Sui will guess his identity.

The black shadow on the opposite side was silent again, Yan Sui squinted his eyes, and took a third step forward. While moving forward, he also paid attention to turning his body a little bit away, exposing the faint light behind him.

Sneakers, jeans, top missing, but strangely wrapped around a scarf.This person is very thin, like a young man who is jointing his joints, but his frame is quite broad and tall. Now standing in the air, he is almost a head taller than himself.

Going up, Yan Sui tried his best to see his face clearly, but because of the height, the head and neck of the black figure was just hidden in the dead angle of the light, no matter how hard Yan Sui squinted his eyes to focus the light, it would not help.

"You, you step back, it's too close."

Looking at the person who is close at hand, Gan Le is both sweet and painful. He is happy that his sweetheart takes the initiative to approach him and is so close to him. He can almost smell the faint fragrance of Yan Sui, but the bitterness is because of the closer distance. , The resistance he received was getting stronger and stronger, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Unexpectedly, the black shadow on the opposite side said that, but Yan Sui still took a few steps back according to his intention, but the eyes that fell on the scarf just now never moved away.

He was inexplicably familiar with this scarf, cashmere, light-colored plaid plain, very similar to the one he used to wear, but he personally sent that scarf to the morgue to accompany the young life who died too early.

The young face flashed back in the memory, Yan Sui put down his hand covering the back of his head, and slowly tentatively touched the familiar scarf hanging on the man's chest.

Yan Sui knew very well in his heart that the child he had given a name to was dead, and he had paid homage to him not long ago.

The slender fingers carefully touched the fringed incense on the hem of the scarf, and the soft touch was almost the same as in memory.The ghost standing there didn't move, but just lowered its head and looked at Yan Sui's hand that was slowly moving up. His body couldn't help shivering, but it still stood still and didn't run away.

This young body, the familiar intimacy, and the scar on his chest that he sewed up by himself, although the amount of information is shocking, they all match up with the figure in Yan Sui's mind.

The electricity didn't come on, and the bathroom was still dark. Yan Sui tightened his palms and grabbed the soft cloth in his hands. He looked up at the small white chin exposed by the person in front of him, opened and closed his lips, and gently spit out the ghost in front of him. name.

"Gan Le."

The voice of the person in front of him was still as soft as in his memory, but his tone was unexpectedly firm. Gan Le opened his mouth to deny it, but looking at Yan Sui's eyes still shining in the darkness, Gan Le closed his mouth, and didn't say anything for a while. Sound, like the default.

The two stood facing each other, Gan Le lowered his head because he didn't dare to meet Shang Yan Sui's eyes, and his eyes naturally fell on Yan Sui's body.

It may be because of the species change. Unlike Yan Sui, who is a human, Gan Le's night vision is much stronger. Even without the aid of light, he can still see the slightest bit of the people in front of him.

It may be that the electricity was cut off suddenly while taking a bath. Yan Sui just wrapped a bath towel around his waist in a hurry, and because he fell down, the bath towel was even more loose. Gan Le could even vaguely see his mermaid line extending to the bottom.

Although he had been sticking behind Yan Sui for a long time before, due to the basic human and ghost etiquette rules, every time Yan Sui took a bath, he would politely guard the door, so this was the first time he and Yan Sui Dress so little face to face.

Different from his own skin that has become rough due to exposure to the sun, indoor work all year round or his natural skin type, Yan Sui's skin is very fair, covered by thin, well-proportioned and seemingly elastic muscles.

With round and white toes, straight and slender legs, and a thin waist, Gan Le felt an unbearable itch in his throat. He wanted to control himself to move his eyes away, but his eyes seemed to continue to move up uncontrollably. Skimming over the chest, resting on the delicate and deep collarbone, and then up to the slightly tense neck with his head raised, he saw the small protruding Adam's apple trembling.

"How are you?"

"Body, will the wound still hurt?"

The pupils shrank instantly, and Gan Le saw the two bright red lips open and close, just like when they first met, he could feel the man's undisguised and direct concern, which reminded him of when he was a child on the street One winter night when he was wandering around, an old woman once gave him a bowl of porridge. It tasted very ordinary, but it was extremely precious to him, and it was enough for him to resist the cold that would kill him at any time.

Yan Sui is like a bowl of hot porridge in his cold life. In the eyes of others, even a small move by Yan Sui is a redemption in a cold winter night for Gan Le.

Maybe this is his obsession with Yan Sui.

"Zizi-"

The bath lamp above the head flickered suddenly, and the sizzle of electric current indicated that the light might be coming back soon.

Yan Sui can see himself immediately.

This idea suddenly jumped out of Gan Le's mind, for no reason, he felt a little flustered, or, after knowing his obsession, he suddenly didn't know how to face Yan Sui, besides, he is completely gone now Respectable and half naked like a pervert.

"I'm leaving."

"sorry."

Before Yan Sui could react, the second the light came on, Gan Le turned around and gave up resisting resistance, and followed that force to bounce out quickly.

"What? Wait!"

Yan Sui subconsciously wanted to grab Gan Le who turned around, but unfortunately the speed was too fast, only the fingertips barely brushed past her, and the figure who was still in front of her just now disappeared in an instant.

The light was turned on, and the mist in the bathroom had completely dissipated, only the figure of a person was reflected on the glass door with water droplets.

The fingertips froze, as if they were frozen in place, and the person wearing the bath towel rarely blinked in a daze, wondering if he had misread the quick glance just now.

On the young body, there was a crimson mark above the waist, and Yan Sui was familiar with its location and size, because he had seen it on two other people.

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