I, C, attend the funeral

Li Juanshen used the moonlight outside to go downstairs. Although it was dim, he could see the door and the stairs clearly.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the living room on the first floor seemed extraordinarily dark.

It was as if an air conditioner was blasting cold air at him from his back, he couldn't help trembling, and the breath he exhaled formed a white mist.

He clenched his fists, turned his head slowly, his eyes swept across the dark room, and he felt that the normal furniture also seemed to be gnawing in the dark, and there seemed to be danger hidden everywhere.

His heart was beating faster and faster, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to look closely at those shadows——

I'm afraid that something will suddenly jump out of it.

The cold air poured into his nostrils, stinging him with pain.

Swallowing, he became more careful breathing.

A gust of cold wind gently brushed over the back of his neck, as if something was gently stroking his back.

Li Juan got goosebumps deeply.

He...he would rather be beaten on the ground by a dozen muscular men than to be frightened by this...

When the head turned to the fast limit, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He clenched his fists hard and told himself in his heart: He can't scare himself like this anymore!

He must be brave!

Anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of if there is only one death!

Are you afraid of death if you do his job!

So, he closed his eyes hard, and when the courage finally returned to his body, he shouted loudly:

"Zhang Zihe!"

This violent shout suddenly broke the silence in the space.

Make the whole darkness turbulent.

The next moment, Li Juanshen really felt that the fear that suppressed him slightly dissipated.

But he still didn't dare to turn his head, instead he rushed towards the chandelier switch in the hall.

At this time, he couldn't help feeling: This house is tm big, and the light switch is so far away from him!

In the darkness, the billowing mist stagnated slightly the moment he shouted.

But when Li Juanshen suddenly started to run, the black mist condensed again and rushed towards Li Juanshen's back.

It rolled up and grew bigger and bigger, the black mist seemed to have substance.

It seemed to contain anger and turbulent poison.

If Li Juanshen looked back, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground in fright - no one dared to imagine what would happen to him if he was swallowed by such a cloud of black mist.

A finger suddenly stretched out in the black mist, twisted like an animal's sharp claw in the darkness, getting deeper and longer, heading towards the back of Li Juanshen's neck.

It seemed to have spotted Li Juanshen's vulnerable neck, and the urgent desire made it go faster and faster.

In the rolling black mist, it seemed that a woman's hoarse voice was speaking in a low voice.

Chirping lingering in Li Juanshen's ears.

"I'm going to tear you apart..."

"I'm going to dig out your heart..."

"I'm going to chew your eyes out..."

"I want……"

Seeing that Li Juanshen's fingers were about to touch the switch, there was a sudden force behind him, and he threw himself forward, falling to the ground.

There was a sharp pain in my knee, and my heart became colder and colder:

It’s over.

But just as the black mist eroded towards Li Juanshen's head, six lights suddenly lit up in the darkness——

A pair of light gold, a pair of brown, a pair of green.

Greedy, and fiercely stared at the black mist.

The black mist trembled slightly, and suddenly had a very bad premonition:

So... what is that?

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First, a pair of light golden round eyes lit up in the darkness, even in the shadows, there was still a slight dark glow, and the round pupils gradually shrank into vertical pupils——

The golden glow turned dark, and there was a faint green glow.

These eyes are like two round light bulbs, lying on the ground and drifting towards, extremely fast, but silently.

The vertical pupils are icy cold, and when stared at, it is as if they are looking at the eyes of a poisonous snake, and the whole body is sticky and cold.

The black mist was keenly aware of the crisis, and when he turned his head to look, the black mist rolled more violently in an instant.

But he changed the route of attacking Li Juanshen, and after standing up straight, he faced those eyes that came erratically as if facing a formidable enemy.

Before the owner of the black mist and the light golden pupils confront each other,

The next moment, another pair of brown eyes lit up in the darkness——

This pair of eyes, much smaller than the previous pair of light golden eyes, floated in the air at a height of one person, and they also approached with erratic movements.

When the pair of brown pupils approached, the round pupils were half covered—the owner of these eyes narrowed slightly, as if showing a vicious and menacing expression.

The black mist paused, and unconsciously floated back a meter, and the rolling figure seemed to shrink a little...

It's afraid.

This was not over yet, when the two pairs of eyes that lit up in the darkness slowly approached, another pair of green lights lit up on the stairs.

Accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang" running down the wooden stairs, the pair of green eyes flickered and rushed straight into the black mist.

In the darkness, the three pairs of eyes were at different heights, but when facing the black mist, they also showed no fear at all.

Instead...like a wild beast encountering food, it pounced on the black mist without hesitation.

The last pair of green pupils that appeared was even more hasty, as if afraid of being preempted by the owners of the first two pairs of eyes, they took big strides and flew towards them directly.

There was a scream in the air, and the black mist completely recognized the reality.

He was still aggressive just now, but now he died down, shrinking into a black line, and fled between the sofas.

——Like a primary school student who failed to provoke and was beaten by a group.

……

Li Juanshen sat on the ground with his arms propped behind his back, swallowing hard, looking at the gloomy lights like three pairs of light bulbs in the darkness, his heart sank.

What kind of lives does he... live with? !

When he leaned on the wall to turn on the light, he saw Kelie lying on the ground, showing the posture of a tiger ready to go before pounced, and a pair of light golden eyes staring straight at Zihe.

The coyote's shoulders were slumped like a zombie, his arms were slightly outstretched, and his hands were clawed.

Liu Ye's long eyebrows were raised upright, her teeth bared, her mouth showing a fierce look——

Where does she look like a lazy beauty, she looks like a vicious dog!

And Zihe...

He stood in front of the sofa, raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, the green light in his eyes gradually faded, and his nostrils were slightly open——

A black thread struggled frantically, was sucked out from the sofa, and tremblingly sucked into Zihe's nostrils——

All this happened silently, but Li Juanshen seemed to hear the scream of aggrieved and collapsed from the evil thing harvesting the black thread.

The next moment, Zihe smacked his mouth in satisfaction, took a deep breath, opened his eyes in satisfaction, and turned to ask Li Juanshen, "Are you okay?"

Beard Li propped his hands against the wall, looked at Zihe, clicked his tongue, and shook his head feebly.

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Zihe looked inside at the remnant soul, the black robe had already been worn to the left buttocks.

He looked at his half black buttocks, and couldn't help but think in his heart: I have to hurry up and eat half of the black buttocks, otherwise it will look weird.

Rubbing his nose, he walked to the sofa and easily saw the left letter on the floor between the two sofas.

Ke Lie squatted in the middle of the living room and stared at Li Juanshen with big eyes and small eyes. After watching for a while, he got up, shook his hair, walked leisurely on catwalks, and climbed up the stairs.

Alas, the elder brother who has no memory of his previous life is too inferior.

Even ghosts are afraid.

It shook its head regretfully.

"..." Li Juanshen stood propped against the wall for a while, and finally regained his composure. He went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and then walked to Zihe holding the water glass.

"What is it?" Li Juanshen asked.

Zihe sat on the sofa with the letter in his hands, reached out and stroked Gouzi's head curiously, "It's a letter."

I saw that the envelope was pink and sealed with a piece of washi tape with a bow on it. A heart was drawn on the front of the envelope, and three words were written in delicate handwriting on the side:

Zhao Yin received it.

"This..." Zihe pulled the corners of his lips, could it be...

Zihe didn't hesitate at all, so he tore off the washi tape.

Gouzi said silently at the side: "Zihe peeked at Zhao Yinxin."

"How can it be called peeking! The little one belongs to me, let me see what happened to my little one's letter." Zihe said without blushing.

"Zihe peeked at Zhao Yinxin." Gouzi just repeated.

"It's not peeking, it's inspection." Zihe stretched out a finger and said seriously.

"Zihe peeked at Zhao Yinxin." Gouzi tilted his head, his eyes fell on the letter, and he kept repeating.

"..." Zihe gritted his teeth, reached out and stroked Gouzi's head affectionately, "It's getting late, you should go to bed."

Immediately, he reached out and pushed the dog's back, pushing the dog three or four steps away.

Shan Gou Ziyan blinked, and realized that he was really sleepy, so he turned around obediently, and staggered back.

When climbing stairs, after taking two or three steps, I will unconsciously walk two steps with my hands and feet, and then switch back to two feet...

Zihe withdrew his gaze from Gouzi's back, pinched his two fingers, and pulled out the pink letter paper.

"Tsk tsk." Zihe tsk twice sourly.

Opening the letter paper, he read:

"Student Zhao Yin: Hello, I am your classmate, but please allow me to remain anonymous here for the time being."

Zihe couldn't read any more after reading two sentences. He curled his lips and continued to read:

[After shifts, I saw you sitting by the window, the sun was shining on your short hair and eyelashes, making your eyes so crystal clear.

At that moment, I knew that the world had become a better place.

However, the first time I noticed you was not when I was assigned a class.

When you first entered school, you often played basketball between classes.

In summer, the weather is so hot, you wear short t-shirts, and when you jump up, you look so slender.

The sun seems to be born for you, shrouding you around, leaving you alone in the entire basketball court—others are invisible.

When a classmate throws mineral water at you, you can catch it with one hand. It is really enviable to have long hands and feet.

I will always remember the way you raised your head to drink water, the water would flow down your cheeks, you didn't mind at all, and when you shook your head, you let those mischievous crystal water droplets splash around.

At that time, how much I liked that I was a boy with good athletic nerves, so that I could be on the court and run with you.

I can also dribble for you and do your assists.

Thank goodness if you'd like to dribble for me -- oh, what an exhilarating thing that would be.

...]

Every word in the whole text reveals this girl, with her eyes, crazily molesting her to her death; with all the cells in her body, she crazily makes her want to be so petite.

Li Juan looked at it for a while, then couldn't help asking: "Is that evil thing brought here by this letter?"

Zihe pointed to a line on the letter and said to Li Juanshen, "Look."

Li Juanshen glanced over, and saw that it was written in beautiful handwriting:

【I never had the courage to write this letter to you, but last night I played the pen fairy game with my friends, the pen really moved, and I really invited the pen fairy.

The pen fairy said that I had a high chance of succeeding in my confession, so I mustered up the courage to write down my thoughts one by one.

I hope you don't laugh at me. 】

"Pen Fairy..." Li Juan raised his eyebrows deeply.

Don't pen fairies only know how to tell fortunes?

Why is he so fierce, chilly and powerful, knocking him to the ground in one fell swoop.

His knee still hurts now.

"You deceitful pen fairy." After reading the letter, Zihe blindly folded it twice and stuffed it back into the envelope, then threw the envelope on the table viciously.

When Li Juanshen was still struggling——

Is Bixian a ghost? Why is he so fierce? Has this Bixian been killed by Zihe now?

He was pounced on by the pen fairy just now, is there any danger?

But Zihe didn't think about whether he is a pen master or not.

He frowned a little bit worriedly: so young people are so cheap when they flirt with men nowadays?

Writing such sweet and greasy letters, depicting boys' bodies in various ways, huh, that's all right?

Don't give gifts?

"Has this pen been broken?" Li Juan asked with deep concern.

Zihe frowned and cried.

"Ah, isn't it broken yet?" Li Juanshen looked around, the whole living room was illuminated by the light, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The temperature seems to have returned.

Zihe scratched his head, tilted his head and stared at the letter, thinking to himself:

Is it too greasy to send flowers and balloons, rush to the school gate to confess your love or something?

Young Zhao Yin, do you prefer this kind of... shy, little girl's method?

"Is it so difficult to deal with?" Li Juanshen became more and more worried.

He was a little helpless to find that he didn't seem to be able to help, and his complexion became more and more gloomy.

Then Zihe suddenly slapped his thigh and secretly made up his mind.

When he raised his head, he found that Li Dazi lowered his head with a heavy face, as if he was very depressed.

"This fairy has been broken." He looked up and found that Li Juanshen's forehead and heart were black, so he stretched out his finger to touch Li Juanshen's forehead and heart, and twitched.

A shallow wisp of black air was drawn out, and the next moment it was sent into his nasal cavity, directly crushed and sucked into nourishment for his remnant soul.

"Broken?" Li Juanshen raised his head.

"You're fine, go to bed early." Zihe patted Li Juanshen on the shoulder and stood up.

He lowered his head and glanced at the envelope on the tea table in front of him, thought for a while, squeezed it up and sealed it carefully—trying hard to restore it to the unopened appearance.

"Then what were you worrying about just now?" Li Juan frowned deeply.

"Oh, it's nothing, haha." With dry laughs, Zihe went upstairs holding the letter.

The girl who wrote the letter must have also been influenced by the pen fairy, and something may happen to her—I'd better talk to Xiao Yaoming tomorrow, find the girl who wrote the letter, and help her deal with it.

Moreover, since there will be a pen fairy, somewhere, there must be something storing Zihe's soul energy - it must be found!

By the way, he also took a look at what the girl who wrote the letter looked like... In case she was very beautiful...

"..." Li Juanshen was left behind, feeling that his emotions had been tricked.

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Early the next morning, Zihe took care of the family's breakfast and went out.

He briefly communicated with Zhao Yin what happened last night, and mentioned that he seemed to see black air on someone's head at the school gate.

Zhao Yin tore open the envelope, looked at the letter inside, and frowned when he saw that there was no signature.

"There is a study committee member in our class, who sometimes helps the teacher correct homework, and may recognize the handwriting of classmates."

They need to find the person who wrote the letter first.

"Okay, let's go to your school." Zihe said, then shook the car key in his hand, "Take my car."

"Let's sit on mine." Zhao Yin raised his brows immediately, he really couldn't bear Zhang Zihe's exaggerated style of showing off his wealth.

"That's fine." Zihe looked as if his scheme had succeeded.

When Zihe jumped onto the back seat of Zhao Yin's bicycle, grabbed Zhao Yin's waist with both hands, and even put his face on Zhao Yin's back shamelessly, Zhao Yin suddenly regretted it.

He stopped the car and tore off Zihe's hand, "Be honest!"

"Okay." Zihe hurriedly responded obediently, pressing both hands on his thighs.

The little one turned around and kicked up again.

Within 2 minutes, Zihe's hand was fished up again.

"..." Zhao Yin took a deep breath.

"Hey, little girl, do you have a girlfriend?" Zihe asked with a smile.

He didn't push himself too far, he put his arms around the waist of Little Dreadful, and he didn't fumble - he was so honest, he held back and didn't fumble, it was just a hug.

Just thinking about it, Zihe raised a finger.

I really want to button up my terribly small belly button, and I can feel the boy's tight belly through the T-shirt, and there is a cute dimple.

But in the end, he stretched that finger straight, and put it together with the other fingers - it's better to take your time to molested Little Terrible, don't make Little Terrible angry, it would be bad if you lose your wife and lose your army.

Zhao Yin didn't know Zihe's wolf ambition at all, and said solemnly: "You can't fall in love early."

"Oh, do you have a boyfriend?" Zihe asked again.

"..." Zhao Yin pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, and he said again: "You can't fall in love early."

"How old is it that counts as puppy love?" Zihe persevered.

"Shut up." Zhao Yin.

The autumn is high and the air is crisp, the morning wind is very clear and cool, brushing the ends of the young man's hair.

At that time, Zihe was sitting on the back seat of the car, and when he looked up, he could see the back of his neck.

The clean stubble of the hair, and some fluffy hairs, lay softly on the neck of the deadly light wheat, and penetrated into the neckline.

Zihe's eyes were warm and smiling, and occasionally glanced at pedestrians and vehicles on the side of the road, but his eyes fell more on the young man.

The boy's short hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and Zihe's smug smile grew wider because he was sitting on the boy's rear seat.

The years are quiet.

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During morning self-study, as soon as Zhao Yin walked into the classroom, many girls would routinely raise their heads and pay attention—it was like this every day, and the girls never seemed to feel tired.

Zhao Yin walked up to Wang Xue and whispered a few words to Wang Xue.

Wang Xue's eyes sparkled immediately, and she followed Zhao Yin out.

The school's regulations are that people outside the school cannot enter the school at will.

Zhao Yin had no choice but to come in and call Wang Xue out—this female classmate is the study committee member of their class.

As Zhao Yin walked out, he took out the love letter. He carefully folded the love letter vertically, so that only the last vertical character was shown to Wang Xue.

Wang Xue can judge the handwriting through this list of characters, but she can't see the coherent sentences——

Careful Zhao Yin kept privacy for himself and for the person who wrote the love letter.

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School gate.

Zihe's hair was cut short, flying neatly.

Ding Xie's body is tall and thin, very delicate and good-looking.

The white shirt and jeans paired with a good figure, coupled with his hands in his pockets, smiling brisk expression, heroic and irresistibly sexy, showed a somewhat different style.

There is that kind of precocious boy with good looks and body. When he sees the young lady he likes, he bravely moves forward.

"Hello, are you waiting for someone?" The young boy lifted his hair a little cautiously, and there was a fledgling courage in his smile.

Zihe froze for a moment, never expecting to be accosted.

He looked at the boy in front of him with great interest.

Well, it is still Yuanyang body, but unfortunately, the complexion around the body is a little bit worse, and it is still far from the pure Yang body.

The face is also ordinary, neither rich nor evil - neither worth making friends, nor can it be eaten.

Tasteless——Zihe put a label on the poor boy in his heart.

"My name is Li Yalong, what's your name?" The young man slightly raised his head, deliberately putting on a smile that he thought was particularly handsome.

Zihe was about to laugh like crazy, this little brother, you are so courageous, you dare to flirt with anything?

Lao Tzu is a ghost.

"Ding Xie." Zihe smiled and couldn't help licking his lips.

Yuanyang raw souls are delicious, but it's a pity that Li Yalong even gave his name to him, but he can't eat it because he hasn't done anything evil.

"Miss, can you leave a WeChat ID? I'll treat you to dinner later." Li Yalong felt a sense of humor when he heard Ding Xie tell him his name.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and made a request with a smile.

Zihe thought in his heart: I have added WeChat, and I want to invite him to dinner...

This Li Yalong...does he really want to deliver food to him?

Zihe scratched his arm, feeling that Karma Lock was an eyesore—he was strongly urged to eat it when it was delivered to his door, so could he make an exception and eat it?

"Okay." Zihe, who was particularly talkative, also took out his mobile phone.

When Zhao Yin walked across the campus and walked to the door, what he saw was like this——

Zihe and a male classmate bumped into each other, holding up their mobile phone to scan the QR code to add friends.

Zhao Yin almost didn't even think about it, walked up to him and grabbed Zihe's cell phone, and rejected the WeChat friend application of the other male classmate 'Walking Ice' three or two times.

In Zihe's surprised eyes, Zhao Yin stuffed the phone back into Li Yalong's hand, stretched out his hand to swear his sovereignty, pulled Zihe's shoulder, and placed Zihe by his side.

Li Yalong looked at Zihe, then at Zhao Yin, and suddenly remembered something.

"Ah... rose knight... miss luxury car?"

Zhao Yin immediately turned black, but Zihe nodded with a proud smile, admitting with pride.

Wang Xue, who was called out by Zhao Yin, was yelling at the scene where she was about to be confessed by Zhao Yin all the way, when she suddenly saw Zihe, and then saw Zhao Yin holding Zihe's shoulder and pulling him to her side, she Suddenly the illusion was shattered.

Hearing Li Yalong's words again, he looked at Zihe carefully, and found that although this young lady had her hair cut and her clothes changed, she seemed... really a luxury car lady!

Is it...

Wang Xue and Li Yalong were a little dumbfounded for a moment.

They looked at each other with anxiety in their eyes, and their emotions were very complicated.

"It's inconvenient to talk here, let's go over there." Zhao Yin looked around at the students who came to school, and then walked to the meal spot across the road.

He remembered that there were private rooms there.

Before he took a step, he did not forget to put his palm on the back of Zihe's neck, push Zihe in front of him, and use himself to make a fleshy wall to separate Zihe and Li Yalong——

Li Yalong's desire to join him was completely lost.

Wang Xue kept up with her fingers, and turned her head to look enviously at Li Yalong who had been left on the spot. She was extremely disturbed:

She just wrote a love letter to Zhao Yin. Zhao Yin...wouldn't have brought his girlfriend here, and the three parties confronted each other, so he rejected her in person, right?

Student Zhao, are you being too ruthless?

When Wang Xue thought of this, a lot of scenes of her being beaten and humiliated by Zhao Yin's girlfriend, being coldly rejected by Zhao Yin, and being bullied and trampled by the opponent's male and female friends in mixed doubles immediately flooded into Wang Xue's mind.

She almost cried from fright...

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

"Have you read that love letter?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Ah? What love letter? Is that a love letter?" Zihe instantly got into the act.

"...You are not allowed to look at my things casually in the future." Zhao Yin didn't believe him at all, and said coldly.

Zihe pursed his lips, holding his breath in his heart—is it great to be confessed in a love letter?snort!Angry!

That night, in the study room of the villa, Zihe stayed up late with the lights on—practicing calligraphy!

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