The protagonist wants to steal my script again

Soon, everyone realized that there was no daylight in the space after the screening began.And the space where the school is located seems to be closed. Some people try to leave, but even if they can walk out of the school gate, they will still encounter an invisible wall after a certain distance, which cannot be seen or passed through.

Despair, madness, fear, cruelty... The more souls possess these qualities, the more suitable they are as materials for refining puppets or magic weapons, so the original intention of setting up this place is to do everything possible to drive the people trapped in it crazy.

Holding the ancient sword in his arms, An Minghui followed He Yu docilely behind He Yu, who was exuding a violent aura all over his body, smiling and talking to Li Chengyue from time to time. He looked extremely harmless. .

The scabbard of the long sword also looks very simple and elegant, not too heavy. It feels more like a cultural relic hanging in a scholar's study, rather than a bloody blade, and even less like a medical school with an eccentric temper student.

"Don't touch it." He Yu, who was walking in front, gritted his teeth and warned again.

Senior An felt that he was very innocent: "I didn't..."

He really wasn't bored to the point of fumbling around with a sword in his arms, and He Yu had already made this request several times, but when he proposed to return the sword to the other party, he was always rejected.

After walking all the way, He Yu took the two people behind him back to his dormitory. After entering the door, he didn't bother to say anything. After entering the bathroom, he turned on the faucet and found that there was no water. With a sound, she turned around and lay down on her own bed, and said: "Don't go out, be quiet, do what you like."

Senior An, who was still holding the sword, saw that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of taking his body back, so he could only hold the sword in one hand and help Li Chengyue organize the food and water brought back with the other hand.

"So we're going to hide here temporarily, right?" An Minghui looked around the dormitory that didn't belong to him, "But I'm staying in your dormitory, isn't it good?"

He Yu didn't even open his eyes: "I have unused sheets and quilt covers in my closet, take them and change them myself."

"..." The problem doesn't seem to be with the bed sheets and quilt covers, but since He Yu said so, An Minghui stopped worrying about this problem, and instead took out a pack of wet wipes from the plastic bag, "I just now I came back with some wet wipes, do you want to just wipe them off?"

He Yu didn't speak, so An Minghui opened the packaging bag of the wet towel, wiped the body of the ancient sword gently with a cool wet towel, then smiled and looked up at He Yu who sat up suddenly and stared at him : "Do you want me to wipe your sword for you?"

"I will do it myself."

The dormitory of the school is designed to be on the bed and off the table. An Minghui walked to the bed with a long sword and handed it to He Yu who was on the upper bunk. When He Yu stretched out his hand to hold the sword, he suddenly asked very naturally: "He Yu?" Yu, do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Kang Dang"

"Puff cough cough cough cough..." Li Chengyue choked on a mouthful of water and almost choked himself to death.

"Ah, did you scare you?" He bent down to pick up the long sword that fell on the ground, and handed it to He Yu, who seemed to have froze all over again, and apologized to the two with a smile, "I'm sorry, I was just saying it casually."

In fact, there was still the second half of the sentence, considering He Yu's face, he didn't say it.

That part of the sentence is: because just now He Yu's eyes looked as hot as every "predecessor" before, so hard to avoid.

He then handed the wet towel in his hand to the person sitting on the bed, smiled and tapped his cheek with his finger: "Something is stained here. Don't pay too much attention to it, just treat it as a little joke from the senior."

An Minghui's words were very tactful, He Yu's face was not actually stained with dirt, it just looked a little too rosy, so red that it was not normal, so he wanted to use this method to let the other party give him a smile. Cool yourself down a little.

After all, when he picked up the long sword that fell on the ground just now, he felt that even the hilt was slightly warm, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

He Yu has never had such a distinct feeling of encountering his nemesis, as if he had never been so flustered that he dropped his body on the ground before today.

joke?How can this person say such a thing as a joke! ?

He Yu didn't speak for a long time, and finally Li Chengyue coughed dryly, breaking the strange silence in the room: "That...senior, you...could it be...?"

"It's true that I have a boyfriend, but it's not so hungry that I can't do anything to my junior." An Minghui replied calmly, but also a little helpless, "You shouldn't think so badly of me, right?"

Of course Li Chengyue didn't, he just felt that his roommate's reaction was not quite right.

According to He Yu's usual style, hearing such words should be regarded as mentally retarded and ignored. If he is in a bad mood, the person who said these words may regret it for the rest of his life. There may be other possibilities, but at least it will not be the whole picture. His face was so red that he couldn't say a word.

Such a fresh style does not match He Yu's whole person.

Fortunately, An Minghui didn't say anything after that, otherwise Li Chengyue suspected that his roommate might really be out of control.

***

An Minghui didn't object to He Yu's way of lying in the house doing nothing, because he knew that at least in the first week, the mood of the people here was relatively stable, and everyone was actively organizing together to deal with the danger. It still looks good.

But it can only last for less than a week.At that time, they will no longer be able to continue to hide in the house like this.

Fortunately, they still have one day to return to the world before the real hell comes.

The campus full of ghosts is like an isolated space, but every seven days, these selected people will return to the real world again for one day, but during this period, it seems that everyone will be wiped out. The memory of the space, also has no impression of those students who died in it.

But this doesn't apply to An Minghui, probably because he is a dead person.

Just like now, one second he was still sitting in He Yu's dormitory, and the next second he realized that he was standing on the stage of the Grand Theater, and the students sitting below were still those students who were full of admiration and excitement. Brothers and sisters.

"..." The number of people seemed to be a little less than before, and the clothes he was wearing were no longer the clothes he wore in the previous performance, but obviously no one except him noticed this.He lowered his head and just met He Yu who was sitting in the first row. Seeing that the other person seemed to be frowning because of the current situation, he couldn't help but smiled, took the microphone in his hand, and continued his curtain call, " I wish you all the best of luck in your future life.”

After saying this, he bowed and stepped off the stage, then walked from the backstage to the first row of the auditorium, handed He Yu an unopened bottle of water to He Yu who was still frowning, and said with a smile: "Do you want some water? Junior?"

Li Chengyue was sitting next to He Yu, but he obviously had no memory of the abnormalities before. At this moment, he suddenly saw An Minghui walking over to talk to him. He was confused and surprised, took An Minghui in a daze, and then He handed himself a bottle of water, and replied in a daze, "Thank you, senior."

"you are welcome."

He Yu glanced at him, but didn't say anything, as if he was judging whether he still had memories of the past.

An Minghui saw what he was thinking, and knew that this place was not suitable for talking, so he took the initiative to invite: "Young brother doesn't seem to be used to such a lively place, right? I just happen to be free now, so I'll put it in yours before we go pick it up." Is there an umbrella there?"

In fact, he lived in He Yu's dormitory for a week before, and he could return things early in the morning if he wanted to return things, but He Yu himself seemed to have completely forgotten about this matter. An Minghui didn't care about an umbrella. He didn't remind me, but now he has found a reason.

"……it is good."

The two walked out of the arena with Li Chengyue's puzzled eyes, and while walking slowly side by side on the road, An Minghui asked, "They don't seem to remember what happened before."

He Yu nodded, but he was never very interested in this matter, and replied in a flat tone: "Maybe it's the formation's cycle. I used to see that most of the formations arranged by Taoist priests are like this. Wait. Energy recovery will continue to activate after a while."

After all, I already knew that this matter would not end like this, An Minghui didn't feel disappointed, he just sighed and said: "I don't know who arranged this kind of thing in Q University, such a big battle, he is so powerful Are you sure?"

"Almost all capable Taoist priests have died long ago. I haven't even seen a single one who is a little bit mature in the past few years. Even if we want to do this kind of thing in such a troubled era, the lifespan of human beings is long before the formation method. Died before collecting enough Yin Qi." He Yu calmly said a possibility that sounded ridiculous, "Probably something from a long time ago, it may be buried underground now, this place just happened to be unlucky It's just up."

An Minghui was stunned, not knowing what to say, but before he could speak, He Yu said again: "Come here."

He turned his head to look at He Yu, and the next moment, his chin was suddenly pinched by the other party, a face that looked a little impatient suddenly approached, and he kissed him unexpectedly.

Could this be technically a kiss?An Minghui wasn't too sure, after all, the two of them just kissed each other's lips without further action, and He Yu was only using this posture to transmit Yang Qi to him.

After a while, He Yu took a step back and reopened the distance between the two.

An Minghui took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took out one and handed it to He Yu: "Here, I remember you are a clean freak and don't like to have contact with people, right? It's hard for you not to dislike me. And give me So much, is it okay for you?"

After taking the tissue from him, He Yu paused for a while, and then wiped his lips symbolically with the tissue in his hand, but actually didn't touch it at all: "It's okay, this is useless to me."

He didn't know why he didn't feel sick, and he was almost fascinated by the breath that stayed on his lips just now, and he didn't want that light breath to dissipate easily until now.

——If you get dirty by this person, will you get this kind of breath all over your body?

The author has something to say: Lazy Cancer's Work Diary:

I want to move

But if you don't move, that person will die completely.

don't like getting dirty

But if it gets dirty by that person, isn't it...