The Haunted

Under such a bright day, I was so embarrassed that he was embarrassed. He whispered "Don't make trouble" and pushed Ye Xingzhi's hand, not realizing that the hug was a possessive action.

This time, without waiting for him to resign, the auntie gave up and left.

Is it a long time for the aunt to be scared by them, and they are so hot?

On the other side, standing in the distance, Liu’s uncle looked at his wife’s face and returned palely. He smothered the smoke and asked quickly: “How is it? Isn’t it a good thing to give good luck to the big baby? How do you let it go? Living in the old Hu family house? After that, it’s a town that can’t live.”

Liu Auntie shook her head silently: "No way."

Uncle Liu looked at his wife's face and didn't speak.

When she followed her husband into the house, Liu Auntie patted her chest and whispered in her husband’s ear: "The afterlife was already entangled in something more powerful."

Uncle Liu was shocked, looked around, and whispered back: "Then you didn't remind him?"

Aunt Liu looked down and said, "Don't dare."

After a while, she slowed down from the fear of Fangcai. She only mentioned her husband: "You didn't see the behavior of the later generation? It seems that you are followed by a 'person', and he still thinks it is a 'person'. '. Let's just say it to the children, and stay away from that, so as not to collide."

The house sweeps the snow in front of the door, and does not care for others. They are also ordinary people who live honestly and live by themselves. How can they manage the many? The old Hu Jiacai is fascinated by the fact that he knows that the house has problems and rents out. They meet people who are physically weak and can't live. They can mention a point, and the right is to be a child. But like today's young man, even if he sees a little clue, he dares to say more.

If you say that the person around you is not a "person", then revenge may not be able to afford it.

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As night fell, I wanted to leave Ye Ye to eat, but Ye Yingzhi said: "When I came over, I saw a shop there, selling live fish and fresh vegetables. Let's buy it back and do it for you?"

It seems that I don't like to eat outside. However, the restaurant technique here is really limited. It is better than the ingredients in the food. It is the same when you buy it back.

I will never refuse the lover's request, but I also agreed to smile this time. He thought with a smile in his heart, Ye Yingzhi might have given himself a bow.

In the evening, the two men were lingering for a long time, and eventually they couldn’t resist the fatigue and sleepiness and get a gap and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I have slept. During the half-dream and half-awake, he vaguely heard the sound of water, as if something was breaking out of the water, and that thing was

Getting closer and closer to them...

His heart jumped quickly and was shocked, and suddenly sat up from the bed. Looking out the window, looking through the gaps of the blinds, you can clearly see the sparkling lake not far away, reflecting the silvery light in the dark night.

It’s a sunny day, the moon is rarity, and everything is clearly visible. Everything is silent, not the slightest, clearly a beautiful and peaceful holiday night.

Chi Yushu breathed a sigh of relief, and he made a strange nightmare. He glanced at him peacefully on his side, and the steady breathing of the leaves greeted him. Some worried about disturbing the sleeping lover, slowly, trying to lie down as far as possible without any movement.

Ye Yingzhi was already awake, slowly opened his eyes and saw the half-sitting, and sat up and grabbed his shoulder. The voice was still low and hoarse with drowsiness: "What?"

After a long delay, he shook his head and turned his face to the dark eyes of the other side: "Nothing, it is a nightmare."

Ye Yingzhi held him in his arms in a sitting position, gently kissed his ear and said, "Don't be afraid, there is me."

It may be that the night is too cold and too quiet. I feel that Ye Yingzhi’s breath in his ear is a touch of coldness, but the other’s arms are as warm and powerful as ever.

He nodded, barely pressed down the faint uneasiness in his heart, pulled up the quilt and prepared to lie down and continue to fall asleep.

Just then, a knocking sound of "buttoning" sounded outside the door.

I was shocked by the lateness, and I felt that this situation was somewhat familiar. I subconsciously turned to see Ye Yingzhi.

Ye Yingzhi saw the panic and uneasiness in his big eyes, and kissed his eyes distressedly, forcing him to close his eyes.

I felt the feather-like kiss late, together with the voice of the other party: "Nothing, I used to look."

The sudden and strong ominous premonition suddenly caught the heart of the late, and he subconsciously said: "Don't, welcome, don't go."

He imagined holding Ye Ying's top hem as usual, and found that the other person did not wear a shirt at all and then had to hold his waist instead.

Also buried in his waist and whispered a word: "Don't go."

The sound of knocking on the door is still endless, as in the ear, it is particularly harsh on a quiet night, and even more strange is that although this is gentle, the sound that is always evenly tapped does not attract anyone’s attention. .

Ye Yingzhi smiled and touched his hair, and his hand fell down on his neck. He smiled and said: "What is this?"

He was also aware that his actions and actions were too childish, and he raised his face and looked up at Ye Yingzhi.

Ye Yingzhi patted his shoulder and said: "I went to see it, I will come back soon, and I will sleep well." Then I quickly turned over and went out to put on my shoes, and did not give me a chance to stay.

Looking back at Ye Yingzhi's back to the porch, the fear of deja vu was floating like a haze - blue eyes, white light, never-ending rhythmic knocking, black cards...

Outside the door...not a person!

In order to prevent these things, he seems to hear people pointing out who is the card for the family, but who is the card, what is written on it... that is, whose name...

At this time, "Oh," the door opened, but there was no sound coming from the side.

The worries of the lover instantly overwhelmed all the strange and confusing thoughts. After a long delay, I jumped to the ground. The cold tiles made him wake up from chaos, and then looked up and saw Ye Yingzhi’s face.

Ye Yingzhi took him to bed and stuffed it into the quilt. While he was plugging it, he said: "When I said it, I went to see how you got down again. I still don't wear clothes. What is it when I am cold at night and I am sick?"

He was lately pushed back by him, and the thoughts of loving faces were only tangled and strange thoughts had vanished. He poked Ye Yingzhi, who was lying beside him: "Welcome, what happened?" The knocking on the door outside the door disappeared when Ye Yingzhi opened the door.

Ye Yingzhi said: "I don't know, I opened the door outside nobody. It is estimated that someone was drunk and found the wrong door. When I opened the door, I just found out and left."

He couldn’t help but said: "But obviously there is someone knocking on the door one second before you open the door. Let’s go to the second floor. Even if you leave when you open the door, you won’t see people.” Besides, there will be drunk people. So continue to knock on the door smoothly and rhythmically? Even... will someone knock on the door?

In the afternoon, the aunt’s words suddenly came into my mind – “The old Hu’s house is not clean...”

Late, I couldn’t help but shudder, and shrank in the arms of Ye Ying.

His asylum-seeking action, which showed weak dependence, apparently pleased Ye Yingzhi. Ye Yingzhi tightened him tightly, kissed his hair top, and the palm swept gently across his smooth back, vaguely: "...the outside is too dark, maybe I didn't see it clearly. It's okay, Be careful at night, there are bad people who can't beat me."

There is no sound in the lateness.

Ye Yingzhi suddenly smiled, and his left hand raised his face and looked at his eyes: "Baby, you don't really believe that the old lady said in the afternoon that there is a ghost?"

Where are the old ladies, the aunts are not old. The shame of being stabbed and the attitude of Ye Yingzhi’s narrowing made him unable to bend his face again. Don’t open his eyes: “Where, I didn’t believe it.”

The moonlight sprinkled through the cracks in the blinds, reflecting the faint sorrow of the face, and Ye Yingzhi couldn't help but kiss it up. He said, "You look like I don't look like a ghost... I don't like it. The evil spirits, put you in your mouth every day, and take it into your belly..."