I drive out ghosts by playing games with the big guy

The black shadow easily avoided the sharp petals, took out a white paper umbrella full of ancient charm out of thin air, opened it and landed lightly not far from Mo Zhe, the umbrella showed the faces of countless evil spirits struggling, and the edge of the umbrella was floating The golden cinnabar patterns suppressed the clamor of the evil spirits, and the black shadow smiled seductively, "Let's make a deal!"

Mo Zhe glanced at the sexy woman in front of him leisurely, "Oh?"

"Hand over to Chen Ning, all the evil spirits here belong to you." Mo Yan raised the paper umbrella.

Mo Zhe said, "What if not?" The beads twirled leisurely on his fingertips.

Mo Yan smiled seductively again, "With all due respect, Chen Ning's soul has been consumed too much, and it is not tasty to you. You are addicted to evil spirits, why don't you have a full meal? They are all from the [-]th floor. Freshly picked from hell, guaranteed to be crunchy!"

"I'm not picky about food." Mo Zhe said, "As long as I 'cook' it myself, I don't care if it tastes good or not."

Mo Yanxiu frowned and said, "Then don't blame me for being immoral—" The paper umbrella in her hand turned into a sharp sword, and went straight towards Mo Zhe!

**

late at night.

Xu Mengmeng and her old classmates are letting themselves go in KTV, holding a microphone and roaring to their heart's content, the alcoholism floats in a thin blur in their eyes, covering up the exhaustion from the bottom of my heart and the sadness that is too embarrassing to speak. The mobile phone on the table vibrated wildly, and the old classmate handed it to her.

At first glance, it was a call from a foreign country, or a familiar school girl.

Xu Mengmeng stopped the deafening song, and when she got connected in doubt, she heard the junior girl faltering for a while: "Sister, Chen Ning... he was on the operating table in the morning, he didn't... he didn't come down—" The phone snapped It fell to the ground.

What does it mean that Chen Ning did not come down from the operating table in the morning?

Then who is the person she has been seeing recently? ?

Suddenly, Xu Mengmeng suddenly remembered that after the meal that day, Chen Ning persistently pulled herself to chat again.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Chen Ning sincerely apologized again and again. Xu Mengmeng had heard his apology in the restaurant and heard it again when she was at the door. It was himself who still liked him despite all this.

"You should not forgive me." Chen Ning pulled his lips and smiled, "I also think I am quite despicable——"

"I'm leaving soon, and you should never see me again in your life."

"I'm so happy to see you living the life you dreamed of."

That day, until Chen Ning left, Xu Mengmeng didn't say a word. She looked at the phone that fell on the ground in disbelief, and she shed tears before saying anything, "How is this possible—" She grabbed the phone unwillingly He dialed Chen Ning's number on his mobile phone, and then dialed WeChat when he couldn't get through. Desperately trying to call Xu Chucheng, a message with a familiar ID popped up in the mailbox.

It was sent from Chen Ning's ID, but the sender was Chen Ning's half-brother.

The content of the email is the details of the death announcement, and the transfer instructions of the old villa in the town.

Xu Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat, and the pain of suffocation flooded her facial features violently. She could no longer hear the panicked shouts and questions of her classmates, and there were only unbridled tears and cries lingering endlessly.

She thought that her heart must have been pulled out whole by someone, and the blood vessels were broken bit by bit. After the pain was so numb, she couldn't even raise the slightest energy to complain. The memories that have never been dusted, On the contrary, it is more and more vividly displayed in front of our eyes.

The sickly young man said coldly, "Ah Cheng's sister is my sister."

"I took a break from school for a few years, and I'm an adult, not a child."

"I don't want to be your brother anymore."

"I like you."