The Haunted

Ye Yingzhi was kissing, and suddenly he stood up and walked to the bedroom.

After being thrown into the bed, he stretched out his hand and squeezed a smile. He refused the "person" who would be pressed down in front of him: "...welcome, eat first, I am hungry." He forced himself to look at Ye Ying However, the eyelashes have been trembling constantly, as if they were disturbed by the butterfly.

Ye Yingzhi was unsatisfied but could not help but let him go, ready to hold him up again, saw him holding a fist and asked: "Auntie, what do you have in your hand?"

After a late opening, Philip smiled: "It is the jade that my grandmother sent me, I want to give it to you."

Ye Yingzhi smiled and said: "Well, are you wearing it for me?" He said that he was sitting next to him.

Late nodded, groping for the jade hanging between the neck of Ye Ying - as he guessed, this jade is useless to the three sons. Ye Yingzhi slept on his bed every day, and Lingyu was placed in the bedside table. If it was useful, it would have worked.

Ye Yingzhi touched the jade and looked at the jade. "I still pick it up and put it away. I am afraid that I accidentally broke it. You have to be distressed. After all, it is what my grandmother left for you."

Late, nodded, watching Ye Yingzhi's familiar road to pick up the jade, and put it into the bedside table.

He just made an excuse to say that he was hungry. He really lost his appetite for the last table of food. He also felt cheesy in his mouth. The only gratification is that everything in the past is fake, and there is no falsification in eating. The ribs were bought by him personally yesterday, and all the pieces were picked by him. Today, they are together with other dishes, and the taste is not bad.

It is difficult for Ye Sangong to really cook for him every day. As the thoughts floated together, there was still a sour feeling, but it was quickly suppressed by the lingering fear.

After eating dinner, I was absent-mindedly washing the bowl, wiping clean, standing in the kitchen in a daze; sitting back in the living room and constantly changing the TV channel, watching the time a little bit passed, my heart was more and more anxious, the internal organs were nervous Shredded into a group.

Today is Friday again. As usual, he will not refuse Ye Yingzhi’s enthusiasm.

He did not dare to let Ye Yingzhi see the clues, and even more dare to refuse.

Ye Yingzhi sat next to the mobile phone he bought for him to watch the news. He occasionally looked up and looked at him late. He saw him sitting on the other corner of the sofa. He pulled his head and changed the table without stopping. It seems to be full of grievances, grievances and pity.

Ye Yingzhi couldn't help but sit up and put him in his arms: "What happened today? If you don't want to see it, let's go back to rest."

Late for the lower lip, did not speak, let Ye Yingzhi hold him up, press to turn off the TV.

There was no sound in the room.

Ye Yingzhi stroked his back and put it in his ear and said, "Tense? Is this body stiff?"

He smiled and took the man back to the house and put it on the bed: "How many times have you returned, how are you nervous now?"

After a long time, I felt the back of the spine touch the soft bed, the eyelids beat uncontrollably, and the mind stretched into a line, but the body habitually made a small response - it was his familiar movement, familiar embrace and Touch, but no more disguised breathing, heartbeat and temperature.

He clearly and inexplicably realized that the thing that was pressing him to ask him for joy was not a human being; he was irresistibly irresistibly enduring everything, and even got instinctive joy and pleasure from it. Yingzhi knows him too much, and everything he does is in the hands of the other party.

He closed his eyes and looked away from the "people" above him. The neck was raised upwards and the corners of his eyes could not help but shed tears - it was impossible to say that it was because of fear or something else.

Ye Yingzhi leaned down and gently kissed the liquid in his eyes.

Breathing is cold.

Late, I couldn’t help but shudder. In order to cover up, he took the initiative to extend his arms and embrace the "people" who are closely connected with him...

Late in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes again. His eyes were calm and awake, and there was no drowsiness. He carefully sneaked a glimpse of Ye Yingzhi, who seemed to be sleeping deep, and tightened himself with a quilt.

He didn't know if the other party used to sleep, and didn't know if the other person put on this gesture is just to lie to himself.

He suddenly did not understand Ye Yingzhi's mind, so he tried his best to disguise the adult to play this play. What? If he wants to take his own life, he probably has died a few hundred times.

But these are not important anymore. It should have not been discovered yet.

And you just have to wait, it’s so quiet, wait until tomorrow.

Thinking this way, I thought that I couldn’t sleep, but I slept unconsciously, and when I woke up, I smelled the aroma of omelet and coffee.

Speaking of the appearance from Ye Yingzhi, there are many things added to the home, such as coffee machines, soya-bean milk machines, juicers, yogurt machines, and so on. The gap between people and people is so big, even if Ye Sangong becomes a ghost, he has more fun than himself. Suddenly, I suddenly thought of a problem. These things are all purchased by Ye Yingzhi. How did he receive the goods?

However, when he saw the figure, his body still couldn't help but froze. The fear of retreating once again floated up again. In the past, I felt that the gentle and beautiful face seemed to be ghostly at this time.

Ye Yingzhi came over with two breakfasts and, as usual, dropped a kiss on his forehead: "Early, go wash."

Late and stiff, I accepted this sweet kiss that I only felt sweet in the past. I walked to the bathroom with my hands, opened the faucet, listened to the sound of running water, and put my hands on the edge of the sink. I realized that my hands were unconscious. The ground shivered slightly.

He has some admiration for himself yesterday. Fortunately, after a while, everything will be over.

It was said that there was no appetite, and the breakfast only ate a little. Then I stood up and made an ordinary entrance into the bedroom and replaced the shirt yesterday.

Ye Yingzhi is cleaning up the tableware and seeing that he is dressed and ready to go out. It seems a bit strange: "To go out today?"

He bowed his head and avoided his gaze: "Well, I have some problems with my work, and the leader told me to work overtime."

Ye Yingzhi nodded and didn't ask again: "That is coming back soon. It's just that there is not much food at home. You can buy it if you want to eat."

Late, he sighed and sighed.

Five minutes after he went out, Ye Yingzhi leaned against the balcony window alone and watched the late car drive out of the community gate.

His lips are still gently rising up slightly, as if laughing, but the black eyes are dead:

"Lie. It's not awkward."