Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

"Then don't ever leave me alone." Jiang Yuchuan almost blurted out.

The experience of encountering ghosts during the attic exploration made him subconsciously believe that if Song Yuesheng had not separated from him, he would not have encountered the man-eating ghost.

Song Yuesheng pinched his right arm and moved it a few times: "Okay, there are two wishes left."

The work was done and she was going home to sleep.

However, as soon as she took a step, footsteps were heard behind her.

When she turned around, she saw Jiang Yuchuan.

"Why are you following me?"

"I made a wish, and you just promised me that you wouldn't leave me." Jiang Yuchuan lowered his head, kicking the ground with his little leather shoes.

He looked extremely aggrieved.

The guests who were celebrating the birthday thought the same way, and some even urged her to put the birthday boy first and not make the birthday person sad.

Song Yuesheng stared at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Jiang Yuchuan, I promised you that I would not leave you alone. But I have to go home to sleep now, and you are at home, so I won't leave you alone. If you come with me, that will be my second wish."

"I……"

Jiang Yuchuan was stunned.

There were only three chances, and he didn't want to make a second wish so soon.

He looked up at her with hope in his eyes: "Will you come tomorrow?"

"It is also my second wish to find you tomorrow."

Mrs. Song Gu Huilan coughed lightly.

Although she also wanted Xiaoyue to go home and sleep, but as a guest, she had to make Xiaoyue understand that when visiting someone else's home, she had to take into account the host's mood.

Gu Huilan walked over, bent down, and spoke softly to Song Yuesheng.

"Xiao Yue, today is your brother's birthday. Can you give him one more chance to fulfill his wish? Then when it's Xiao Yue's birthday, your brother will also fulfill your four wishes."

Song Yuesheng nodded.

Gu Huilan rubbed her head with satisfaction, and just as she returned to Song Ling, she heard her girl's innocent voice behind her.

"Jiang Yuchuan, I can come to see you tomorrow. But what you will see is my dead body. No breath, no speech, and my body is colder than snowflakes."

"I don't want it! Then I'll use up all my remaining wishes. I'll go home with you, and then you can come find me again."

Jiang Yuchuan's eyes were red and he held Song Yuesheng's arm tightly.

There are dirty things in his house, and if Song Yuesheng leaves, those things will come to eat him.

"It looks like we're going to be in-laws in the future." Xue Xue touched Gu Huilan's arm and teased with a smile, "What kind of cartoons does your girl usually watch? She can even talk about death."

“I don’t understand what the platform recommends.”

Gu Huilan also wanted to know where she learned it.

The key is that she is quite right.

But Song Yuesheng didn't want to agree.

Even though Jiang Yuchuan is the male protagonist, he is still a child at heart.

She really doesn't like dealing with children.

"I've changed my mind, Jiang Yuchuan. As long as you listen to me, I will come to see you tomorrow. You can save the remaining two wishes for later."

"I listen, I listen!"

Song Yuesheng looked anxious, as if he was going to regret it.

Jiang Hui shook his head repeatedly, looking at his adopted son with disappointment.

When he pursued Xue Xue, he didn't do the same as his son.

"Very good. See you tomorrow, Xiao Jiangzi."

The corners of Gu Huilan's mouth twitched.

She seemed to know who Xiaoyue learned this from.

I will never watch palace fighting dramas when I get home from now on.

Song Yuesheng walked forward but didn't move.

She silently repeated several times not to be angry and turned back to look at Jiang Yuchuan who was not letting go.

"I...I'll be obedient. Please let me go home with you to sleep, okay? I want to sleep with you..."

His home is not safe.

Dirt would float into his little room.

"No!" Song Yuesheng refused sternly, "Boys and girls can't sleep together. You will grab my quilt and press my hair."

"I can't...Song Song..."

Xue Xue looked at the two little kids arguing with each other, walked over and said a few nice words.

It was mainly unilateral persuasion of Song Yuesheng.

When I asked my son, his eyes were almost as big as the little girl's.

When her son heard the little girl agree, he was happier than receiving a birthday present and hugged her with a red face.

After that day, Song Yuesheng, a three-year-old girl who had just moved in, became famous in the villa area.

It was not only because she said "death" at such a young age, but also because the young master of the Jiang family followed her very obediently.

Thunder cannot stop it, wind or rain cannot stop it.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen years have passed.

**

At the beginning of September, new students start school.

H University, ranked first in the country, is the dream place for many students to study.

When the freshmen arrive, the student union and seniors from various departments start to get busy a few days before the official enrollment.

There is a car parked opposite the school gate.

A girl with a delicate face got out of the car.

She was wearing a white shirt, denim shorts and carrying a small black backpack.

She has long hair, fair skin and straight and slender legs.

On the way from the opposite side to the school gate, I attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Junior, are you from the School of Mathematics?"

"The Institute of Education and Science is this way."

"Those from the outer courtyard, just follow me."

……

Song Yuesheng declined the enthusiastic seniors and walked towards the registration point where the School of Arts was located.

School life is great, but it only lasts until midnight.

"Which class are you in in the College of Arts? Sign your name on the corresponding class list, and you can go to the assigned dormitory." Wang Xiao smiled and pointed to the six lists on the table enthusiastically.

It turns out that the junior high school girl that was being hotly discussed just now is from their Faculty of Arts.

Wenyuan will be re-elected as the school belle.

"Thank you, senior. I don't live on campus."

Song Yuesheng found the list of Class 1 and signed behind the names in alphabetical order of their surnames.

"That's it..."

Wang Xiao turned left and looked at the boy who was dozing with his head tilted back and his face covered with a hat.

"He Juan, take the junior girl to familiarize herself with the campus."

The boy picked up his baseball cap, rubbed his eyes, and spoke rather dejectedly.

"Senior Wang, I've already told you I can't do this. If you cross my name out, I don't want the volunteer hours anymore."

"You can't graduate if you don't have enough volunteer hours! He Juan, if you don't participate in any activities, I will tell your aunt that you didn't listen to her and change your introverted personality."

Wang Xiao frowned.

My cousin is good-looking and many girls have confessed their love to him, but his dull and introverted personality always makes him refuse them, which makes the girls think that he is aloof.

He refused to play football or games when the boys invited him to do so.

He keeps to himself all day, and I don't know what he is thinking about.

Song Yuesheng silently noted the relationship between the two and nodded slightly to Wang Xiao: "Senior sister, no need to bother. I can find a classmate to go with me."

"That's okay..."

Before Wang Xiao could finish his words, He Juan stood up straight and narrowed his eyes.

"School girl, your forehead is black, I'm afraid you will have a bloody disaster in the near future. If you want to avoid it, I can sell you a luck crystal."