my scheming human boyfriend

When the preparatory bell for the afternoon class rang, awakening the brain’s vigilance for the afternoon class, Bai Jinyi finally controlled the strong impulse in his heart, and slowly, backed up, little by little, from the railing on the roof back to the teaching building middle.

At this moment his phone vibrated.

He took it out to take a look, and found that it was his account, sending himself a WeChat message.

Haunted?

It's haunted.

Bai Jinyi sighed deeply, the ghost is drying the sheets in his room, can it not be haunted?

He took a look, and Jian Wuxu sent a message saying:

"Red ink is too difficult to wash! You have too few washing supplies at home, and I can't deal with them. Bring them back when you get off work..."

Below is a list of a bunch of chemicals and cleaning supplies.

To prove the usefulness of the list, Jian Wuxu even added: "I learned these from my aunt watching videos on the Internet!"

Bai Jinyi rejected the list and replied: "I bought new sheets. The old ones..."

Lost, no, not safe enough.

To destroy the corpse.

Bai Jin was determined: "It's burned."

Jian Wuxu: "Such a waste?"

Bai Jinyi: "So I have to work harder to make money. The time of death has to be postponed again."

Jian Wuxu: "Teacher Bai, although you are a good person, you have repeatedly pissed off ghosts."

Bai Jinyi pressed the phone off and stuffed it back into his pocket.

No, I'm not pissing off the ghost, I'm hurting the ghost.

Come on, let humans and ghosts invade each other.

Bai Jinyi and Jian Wuxu violated each other for three nights.

Every day at three o'clock in the middle of the night, Bai Jinyi must be woken up, and he must be able to see a "horror" drama performed by Jian Wuxu, but it may be because the first lesson was too tragic, and Jian Wuxu will not be able to do it again. Something like red ink is coming out that is not easy to clean up...

Bai Jinyi adapted very quickly, and began to hide some tricky props under the quilt.

Although these tricky props generally cannot hit the God of Reaper, but God of Death will still be taken aback when he suddenly sees something coming out of Bai Jinyi's quilt.

In two of the three nights, the ghosts did not scare the adults, but the people frightened the ghosts.

After each confrontation, the Grim Reaper took yet another setback and left with hatred.

Bai Jinyi thought that such mutual harm would last a little longer.

But in the middle of the night on the fourth day, Bai Jinyi, who automatically woke up without needing to be prodded with a small scythe, covered his mouth with his hand when he saw the Grim Reaper floating above his quilt, and couldn't help beating him violently in front of him. A yawn, that light body, like a balloon swaying in the wind, tilted from time to time...

"Look at what I'm looking at." Jian Wuxu noticed Bai Jinyi's gaze, and tried hard to put on an elite working face.

"Go to bed when you're sleepy." Bai Jin agreed.

"Who is sleepy!"

"I'm sleepy."

"Um……"

"I'm going to sleep." Bai Jinyi emphasized again.

"Well, I'll let you go today." Satisfied with her career self-esteem, Jian Wuxu changed her tone, "Let you sleep well for a day, and fight again tomorrow, we gentlemen agree..."

He yawned again, swayed, and disappeared into Bai Jinyi's room.

Bai Jinyi shook his head, didn't bother to care about this idiot, and fell asleep.

The next day is Saturday, the last working day before the Qingming holiday. On this day, Bo Jinyi has no shifts in the afternoon and evening. He only needs to go to school in the morning to watch the morning reading and attend classes. Rounding up, it is equivalent to a small holiday. Can rest for three and a half days.

He routinely got up early in the morning, finished his work conscientiously, stayed up until noon and had a meal, and when he was released and returned to the dormitory, he saw the god of death standing at his door, looking forward to it.

Bai Jinyi: "?"

Jian Wuxu: "Are you surprised to see me?"

Bai Jinyi: "I'm just surprised that you didn't go in directly."

Jian Wuxu: "The master didn't invite me in, so I won't intrude."

Bai Jinyi: "But at night?"

Jian Wuxu was serious: "That's work, and it's my respect for the human beings I like."

Bai Jinyi: "."

If you can, I beg you not to like me or respect me.

He took the key to open the door, walked in, took two steps and felt that something was wrong, looked back, and saw that the god of death was standing at the door and looked at him helplessly. Although he didn't speak, his whole body revealed:

Won't you invite me in and sit down?

We are all so close...

Bai Jinyi said with some difficulty: "...come in!"

Jane flew in without a clue, knelt down on the sofa obediently, and asked, "Do you have any activities this afternoon?"

"Um……"

"I've seen your timetable, and you don't have any classes in the afternoon." Jian Wuxu said courteously, "It's spring now, although it's a good choice to go out for an outing, but it's been a busy week, so it's better to take a rest and recharge your batteries. So don’t do things that require too much energy, why don’t we just watch TV at home and spend the afternoon simply, okay?”

"Um……"

Although Bai Jinyi was still simulating the ambiguity, the god of death had already accepted Bai Jinyi's agreement, and immediately started to arrange it.

First, he picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the TV; then he flew to the window and closed the curtain that Bai Jinyi only opened on Sunday when there were no students.

The room suddenly darkened.

Bai Jinyi watched a series of movies on TV with the keywords of death, horror, and ghost, and understood the deep meaning of death.

Going into battle in the middle of the night can't scare him, so why not watch horror movies with him during the day?

Bai Jinyi had reservations about this work idea, and he asked, "How many horror movies have you downloaded?"

"Not many, just fifty." Jian Wuxu said, and suddenly floated out the door. After a while, two half-burned candles were thrown in through the open window.

The god of death then floated in and said proudly: "It was not wanted by others. I recycled it for environmental protection. Don't worry, it has been cleaned and disinfected."

Bai Jinyi: "..."

Under Bai Jinyi's obscure gaze, two half-burned candles were placed on the table.

There was a click.Reaper lit.

A bean of flames swallows up mysteries.

The two-bean flame burns ghosts and ghosts.

The flames leaped and jumped, drawing up and down shadows on the faces of people and ghosts.

The atmosphere is full.

Reaper picked up the remote control again, and when he was about to open a movie of "Reaper XX", he stopped again, turned his head and said, "Mr. Bai, I want to ask a question."

Bai Jinyi: "What?"

When the Reaper was preparing things, Bai Jinyi was in a daze. He hadn't prepared for this afternoon's activities beforehand, but he was used to invading each other with the Reaper over the past few days. After thinking for a while, he got up and opened the cabinet. He took out some snacks and put them on the table, and took a can of Coke from the refrigerator.

Watching movies with ghosts...

These preparations should be almost there.

The god of death lingered on the snacks for a while, moved away, and asked his doubts seriously:

"Why are you not afraid when I scare you in the middle of the night? Didn't the Internet say that if you pretend to be a ghost at three o'clock in the morning to scare people, you can 100% send people away?"

"……"thank you.Bai Jinyi said, "Is this the original words on the Internet?"

"The original words..." Jian Wuxu thought for a while, "Ah, that's right, 'Pretending to be a ghost at three o'clock in the morning to scare people, 100% send people away, either send him away, or send you away', but I definitely won't To be sent away by you, only you will be sent away by me."

"." Bai Jinyi silently looked at the abnormal self-confidence, as if he had completely forgotten the god of death who had failed before, and said casually, "You don't look scary."

Jian Wuxu: "It means that I am very good-looking, even if I pretend to be a ghost, it is useless?"

Bai Jinyi: "?"

Jian Wuxu let out a sigh of relief. Although she couldn't say she was very happy, she didn't feel so uncomfortable: "Because of being too good-looking, the business development is not going well. There is no way around it. After all, beautiful things don't make people feel scary. .I might have to consider wearing a mask in the future."

Bai Jinyi: "??"

Although Shinigami is indeed very good-looking... But can he really be so confident when he can't see his own face?

The god of death let go of the heavy burden in his heart, no longer entangled, and quickly pressed the play button, and began to violate the second stage of the human work plan!

They sat on the sofa and watched movies normally.The sofa has three positions, with Bai Jinyi occupying the far right, and Reaper occupying the far left, and the space in the middle can fit a big fat man, showing that they do not violate the social distance of the river.

Bai Jinyi eats snacks casually.

In fact, he doesn't like snacks so much.But every time he picks up the snacks, the eyes of the god of death float over, as if he really wants to taste it, and his hands are often placed on the waist and abdomen under the cloak.

Bai Jinyi's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was a small pocket. Presumably, the small scythe and the book of ecstasy that appeared from time to time before were usually put in it.But this time, the Grim Reaper didn't touch the sickle and the Haunting Book, but took out a few colored balls the size of the belly of a thumb, with a tangled look of wanting to eat but reluctant to eat. After a few seconds of stalemate like this, he was still reluctant to let go It was stuffed back.

These colorful balls are not the snacks of the god of death, are they?

Bai Jinyi thought to himself, and didn't know for a moment, whether he should complain about the snacks in the underworld for making such a bland appearance, or whether he should complain about the god of death who also eats snacks, and he is so entangled in eating snacks.

In any case, it was the careful and cherished appearance of the god of death that made Bai Jinyi unable to resist taking a bite of the snack, and then another bite of the snack.

Some ghosts watched enviously, even eating snacks tasted even better.

The screen suddenly went dark.

The music starts to be scary.

On the TV screen, a high-definition grimace suddenly appeared!

Bai Jinyi gnawed on the chicken feet, it was a bit spicy.

He casually glanced at the position of the god of death, empty...empty?

He froze for a moment, looked left and right, but didn't see it, but there was a creaking sound coming from the ceiling.

He looked up calmly, and saw the Grim Reaper jumping up to the chandelier on the ceiling, holding on to the chandelier, his eyes closed tightly, trembling.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa''''' than the main character began to scream."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

On the TV, you chased me and deserted soldiers for a while.

Outside the TV, Bai Jinyi looked at the overwhelmed chandelier being grabbed by the god of death, and moved the coffee table to the side, so that when the chandelier fell down, it would not hit the coffee table.

And the sound of moving the coffee table, combined with the sound effect of the TV, made Jian Wuxu on the chandelier tremble.

Finally, the protagonist in the TV escaped from the ghost.

The sound effects calm down, and the protagonists start talking.

The god of death also gradually calmed down, grabbed the chandelier, secretly raised his eyelids, and looked at the TV...

As soon as the camera turned, the ghost appeared again.

The music plays again.

Scary ghosts, desperate people, screaming!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa''''s screams of the protagonist had been completely covered up.

Bai Jinyi watched helplessly as the god of death on the chandelier jumped down, up, over, over, every corner of the room, and finally opened his closet, hid in it with a whoosh, and then closed the closet hard The door, as if it can keep ghosts out of the door...

He thought for a long time holding the chicken feet, and finally admitted honestly.

This is really the most uncompressed ghost movie he has ever seen.