Every world I die young

Shangguan Ce transformed into a human form, and stared at Mo Yinglan with serious eyes. His eyes were too sharp, and Mo Yinglan couldn't help but take a step back, but it was this subconscious action that made Shangguan Ce's gaze suddenly darker.

Shangguan Ce lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were filled with a terrifying possessive desire, even if it was only Deng Zebao's wishful thinking, he couldn't help but want to use killing to calm his mood, not to mention Mo Yinglan's reaction was not Like he was alone with one sided feelings.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Ce felt that all the resentment and hostility in his heart were stirred out, his eyes were slightly red, and his breath began to become unstable.

Mo Yinglan looked up at Shangguan Ce in a daze. The tall man in front of him stood on the ground looking at him expressionlessly, pursing his lips without saying a word.

Mo Yinglan suddenly said out of nowhere: "I don't like him."

Before the words fell, Mo Yinglan said awkwardly: "Hey, how can you say that, I'm not his girlfriend, so it's awkward to say whether you like it or not, Mr. Shangguan, Brother Deng is my good brother, They are good friends, very good friends.”

In case Shangguan Ce didn't understand what a good brother meant, he went out of his way to explain it.

Shangguan looked at him firmly, Mo Yinglan seemed completely unaware of his emotional changes, her eyes were still clear: "Mr. Shangguan, you might as well take a rest."

The corner of Shangguan Ce's mouth curled up: "Don't you know I'm a ghost? Ghosts don't need to rest."

Unexpectedly, Mo Yinglan shook her head: "That's not what I mean, Mr. Shangguan, although ghosts don't need to rest, they are still tired. I always feel that you seem to be very tired, and you often stay still lazily."

Shangguan Ce interrupted him coldly: "No, it's just that you are too lazy to deal with living people. After all, you living people can only live for a hundred years at most. After you spend a lot of effort to deal with people, you will die within a few days. , why waste time."

Shangguan Ce's tone was flat, as if he was just narrating an insignificant matter, his tone was similar to "what did you eat today", but Mo Yinglan didn't know what he was thinking of, and he looked at Shangguan Ce with pity.

"It must be lonely."

"what?"

"I've lived alone for so many years, people and ghosts around me come and go, but I don't have any friends or relatives. Mr. Shangguan, you must be very lonely."

Shangguan Ce didn't answer Mo Yinglan's words, but his eyes changed slightly, as if he didn't hear anything, but also seemed to hear clearly, his body turned into a cloud of smoke and quickly dissipated.

"Okay, rest at ease, I will call you when the time comes."

The faint voice sounded in Mo Yinglan's ear, because the distance was too close, he even felt that the voice sounded directly in his heart.

bang bang bang-

There was a low knock on the door, and Deng Zepan felt stiff all over. He also knew that something was wrong with his current situation, but he just couldn't get up his spirits, as if all his energy and energy were pulled out of his body by this sudden separation of life and death.

Even if Mo Yinglan didn't die, his subconscious still didn't seem to come out.

The knock on the door was neither fast nor slow, and it was obvious that the person outside the door was a very patient person. Deng Zebao suppressed the hollowness in his heart and forced himself to get up from the bed to open the door.

When the door opened, Deng Zebao was slightly taken aback: "Grandpa Yang?"