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When the copper bell hanging on Jin Suoyang's side rang on the sounding ghost, Fan Xi had boiled water and took a shower in the small kitchen of Fan Xi's house an hour ago, but he had just returned to his room and was going to sleep.

Before going to bed, he took off the leggings on his right leg and replaced them with new ones. After enduring the pain, he limped back to the bedside with a cane, and picked up the pair of leggings on the bedside. I slowly put on my thin-sheet glasses, and I want to read a book for a while before going to bed.

During this process, Fan Abao, who was urged to sleep by his grandma, yelled a few times next door, grandma, grandma, grandma, spare me. My tentacles are about to break, and Jin Suoyang, who was a little helpless when he heard the words, ignored them and just blocked the mouths of these children. He continued to look at the book in his hand intently.

However, the wattage of electric lights in the village was generally low a few years ago. After a while, his eyes, which were deteriorating due to the deterioration of poultry, were a little bit unbearable by the extremely dim indoor light.

But when the white-haired young man who had no choice but to go to bed early took off his eyes and reached out to turn off the bedside light, and lay down in the dark with his eyes closed and began to slowly sleep, for some reason, he frowned. But once again he remembered those troublesome things that happened when he was still at home.

And I vaguely remember that on the way to Dongshan, his other cousin, Chen Jiale, and his only cousin, Chen Jiajia, kept sending text messages accusing him of doing too much to Chen Jiaxiang and Xu Wenhui, why was he so impersonal? , Jin Suoyang, who was inexplicably agitated in his heart, thought for a while and opened his pale eyes, then looked at the voice ghost tied with a copper bell above his head, and lost his mind for a while with a complicated expression.

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Hey, Yangyang, where are you now?You haven't seen anyone for three or four days, so you should call me back.

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Can you stop being the same as you were when you were a child, when you meet someone you don’t want to talk to, just find a place where no one is around and don’t contact anyone, now the house is messed up by you, you should send me a text message anyway ah ah.

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Okay, okay, I know you don't like anyone to interfere with you except your dead mother, including your cousin and me, but I still have to say these words... Chen Jiaxiang and Xu Wenhui both knelt down that night Crying and bowing your head in front of the second uncle to admit your mistake, you can just let them go, okay?

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And Suoyang, to be honest, you may not like to hear me say this kind of thing... But you were born luckier than all of us. Grandpa likes you and thinks highly of you. The junior who is trusted by him, so since childhood, the other children in the family including me, Chen Jiaxiang, Jiajia, Wenhui, they have never dared to mess with you, and at the same time envied you in their hearts...

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You have been disrespectful since you were a child, and no one in your family is in your eyes except your mother... Of course, including me, but, but now you have offended everyone in the family so ruthlessly, you Do you really think that you can live your whole life without relying on others at all, just rejecting everyone's trust?You have to be forgiving and forgiving, if one day you are in trouble, or you need someone to really help you, but you have no one to rely on, what will you do then...

Thinking about it now, Jin Suoyang didn't know whether he should evaluate Chen Jiale, Chen Jiajia and the others, whether they were really crow-mouthed or had foresight.

But Jin Suoyang had never had a normal relationship with them, so no matter how they helped Chen Jiaxiang and Xu Wenhui or rejected him, he couldn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

However, at the beginning, he tried hard to be a listening urn and a voice messenger because he wanted to escape from here, but now that he was almost done, he somehow began to resist the normal world full of people he hated.

But after escaping, where can he go after escaping? Go back to Chen's house? Is he still welcome there?

He never wanted to marry that Xu Wenhui as his wife, and he had never been easily tempted by anyone in his life.

Apart from his grandfather's strict requirements on inheriting the family business, he seems to have never thought about it if one day he left the Chen family completely and only became a solitary member of the Jinsuoyang Society. How about it.

For the first time in his life, because of such a simple doubt, he questioned his personal choice and so-called sense of family responsibility. Jin Suoyang is now at a special stage where he must think carefully about how to plan for the future at his age.

Although he hasn't formally thought about things like marriage and love, but for him at this moment, all of these seem to appear inexplicably in his mind that cannot sleep normally at the moment.

After all, what Chen Jiale said earlier was true to a certain extent, the aura that the Chen family once gave him has faded away, he is really boring and ordinary and scary at times, just keep a cold face all day long and ignore people.

Usually, he is neither as romantic as Chen Jiaxiang, who is good at giving flowers or gifts, nor is he as charming as his cousin who has so many beautiful and ingenious rhetoric, which can coax all the girls around him to give up their hearts.

So, if he wasn't the grandson of the Chen family with countless wealth and rights, in fact, whether it is Xu Wenhui or others, no one in this world can tolerate a person with a weird temper like him, let alone It is to accept or even like him who is ugly at the moment, so miserable that he can only hide here.

Thinking about it this way, I inexplicably felt that some unspeakable strange feelings surged up in the heart of the heavy-hearted Young Master Jin, and when he thought of the worsening human-faced bird symptoms on his face, he frowned and didn't say anything for a long time .

And it took him a long time to forcibly suppress these messy things that disturbed him. Just when he was depressed and trying to put these boring things aside, the white-haired young man was just about to fall asleep. the meaning of.

On the other side, the copper bell that he had previously tied above the beam suddenly rang without warning.

"Jingle bells - tinkle bells -"

The bell tied on the hemp rope made a sound like a signal, and the listening urn buried under the wall of Fan Xi's house also resonated strangely as the bamboo tube fell to the ground.

For a moment, there seemed to be a burst of red light in the night sky that spread out from the soil, not only instantly illuminating the small wooden building in the distance of Yang Hua's house, but also linking with the small attic of Fan Xi's house on the other side of the wall Made a similar sound.

This made the certain dragon king who was in a state of drunkenness and didn't make such a movement very much, subconsciously bent down with an ugly face, stretched out his hand again, and wanted to quickly pick up the strange legend on the ground. Sound ghost.

And Jin Suoyang, who was lying on his little bed and already a little drowsy, was taken aback when he heard the voice. After he opened his slightly myopic eyes and looked aside, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows with a little difficulty. Only then did the white-haired young man slowly pick up the voice ghost that hadn't rang once before, and asked such a question aloud.

"...Hey, is it Yang Hua? Why aren't you sleeping? What's the matter?"

Probably the impression left by that incident during the day still lingers in my mind, so Jin Suoyang, who opened his mouth and tried to soften his voice, immediately thought of the person standing on the other side of the wall in the morning. The little girl who saw the face.

So he, who was already a little sleepy, subconsciously softened his voice. After all, facing a little girl who is not sensible at all, he felt that there was no need to keep such a serious state all the time, even if... this little girl The girl disturbed his hard-earned sleep just now at night.

But after he said this, he thought he would laugh out loud because of this prank, but the 'Yang Hua' who answered him immediately did not make a sound.

On the contrary, there was a dead silence on the other side of the voice-talking ghost. After a while, there was a strange movement like someone who almost dropped something from his hand, accompanied by a coughing indistinctly.

"..."

The weird, weak cough, which couldn't be identified for a moment, only made a hasty cough, and quickly disappeared because the person on the other end stopped the movement quickly and nervously.

Jin Suoyang, who didn't understand what was going on at all, frowned strangely while lying on the bed, fell silent for a while, and then asked again.

"...Is that you? Yang Hua?"

But when he asked, the people over there still remained silent.

The room was wet and quiet for a while, against which the winter insects humming, the night was as cool as water, only the ghosts and geckos crawling around in the walls and on the beams of the weird village, inexplicably gave people a kind of Creepy feeling.

And being a bit baffled by this, he couldn't help lowering his head to confirm that this is indeed the voice-transmitting ghost that he made himself, and Jin Suoyang, who was looking at each other in blank dismay, couldn't help it. Just as he was about to continue to ask the last question, the 'man' over there who was holding the voice ghost suddenly hung up when he was not prepared.

"..."

This made Jin Suoyang, who has always been relatively calm, feel a little weird for a while, and now he frowned and looked at this hasty call in surprise, but he didn't understand what was going on for a long time.

And he wondered if Yang Hua, who fell asleep alone at home at night, accidentally knocked the voice ghost down or something, that's why he made such a strange thing, the copper bell above his head But it rang again without warning.

"Jingle bells - tinkle bells -"

This time, the movement of the bell tied to the sounding ghost was obviously different from the last time. There seemed to be a sense of urgency in the noise. Seeing this, Jin Suoyang couldn't help frowning and looked at the strange "Midnight Harassment" in his hand. Phone', but no matter what, I can't figure out how I just gave the little girl something during the day, so how come I encountered such a bizarre and terrifying thing at night.

And with the desire to explore, he simply picked up the voice ghost again. This time, he was completely unable to sleep. Jin Suoyang simply didn't make a sound, just waiting to see this non-stop What on earth are people planning to do when they make harassing calls to themselves.

But when he was so expressionless and silent, the person who hurriedly called to confirm couldn't make a sound, which only made Jin Suoyang, whose expression became more and more frozen, more and more confused.

"who are you?"

"..."

"Don't keep your mouth shut. I gave this voice ghost to that little girl myself in the morning. Who are you?"

"..."

When he lowered his face and spoke aggressively, a certain Long Jun, who was naturally more vengeful and never a good-tempered person, on the other side of the voice transmission ghost, also turned black instantly.

After all, it was Mr. Jin himself who was unilaterally rude before and didn't come to the door for several days. In addition, he didn't get the voice-talking ghost under the pillow by himself, so no matter what, the arrogant and self-respecting Qin Longjun They all feel that they have no obligation and no reason to take the initiative with him.

And when Qin Gentian, who looked so cold that he almost cannibalized people, was lying on the bed with his gray eyes squinted and silent, just waiting for someone to make wild guesses, without warning, something happened. After that, countless chain reaction accidents happened among these two people who are generally on guard against strangers.

Because while Jin Suoyang, who mistakenly thought that something happened to Yang Hua, questioned him continuously, because he was so angry, Qin Longjun, who had a cold in the morning, actually felt that his nose seemed to be itchy.

And no matter what, he doesn't want to do something as humiliating and embarrassing as sneezing in front of someone. Qin Longjun's face is gloomy, and there is a vague sense of caution. Qin Longjun wants to cover his nose immediately, and maintain his usual image to solve it quietly. Get rid of this little problem of yourself.

But one was inattentive, and although he seemed to be trying very hard to suppress it before, the sound of sniffling that would only be caused by a severe cold and stuffy nose was passed into Jin Suoyang's ears abruptly and embarrassingly.

"...!"

This was so sudden that it could even be said that it was a bit uncontrollable to laugh out loud, but Jin Suoyang, who hadn't figured out who was there at first, was directly dumbfounded.

And Qin Gentian, who was also stiff and stayed in place, turned red in an instant, lowered his head and began to suck his red nose frantically, but even though his forehead and the back of his neck were flushed because of rage and embarrassment, his nose was in a hurry and kept sucking snot. The voices continued to come to Jin Suoyang one after another.

Gentiana:"……!……!……!"

Jin Suoyang: "..."

Gentiana:"……!!!!!!……!!!!!!!!……!!!!!!"

Jin Suoyang: "..."

Gentiana:"……!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Jin Suoyang: "..."

If he didn't know the situation, he might have thought that the person on the other side had called in the middle of the night to show himself how to sniff his nose louder and more manically.

At the beginning, Jin Suoyang, who was still a little shocked and stunned, but now in a rather complicated mood, only listened for a while with an indescribable expression.

It wasn't until the 'Mr.' that he was finally sure that he was a man stopped himself with difficulty, and the white-haired young man who really felt a little bit sorry for him was relieved with empathy.

I don't know why, but I somehow feel that this is very uncomfortable because of a bad cold, and I am scared by myself so I can't stop sniffing... The strange man gives me a strange and indescribable...complicated feeling,

At that moment just now, Young Master Jin, who was almost made to follow the man's irritability and embarrassment, covered his lips and coughed in embarrassment and complexity. Quirky vibe too.

At first, he thought that something happened to Yang Hua alone at home in the middle of the night, but now he has roughly guessed who he is. Jin Suoyang lowered his head thoughtfully, and then slowly Sitting up from the bed, he tried very politely to ease the atmosphere in a tone that tried to comfort him,

"Sorry, just now...I seem to have misunderstood something...so...you are Yang Hua's father...right?"

"..."

"You don't mind and answer me right away... I heard Yang Hua tell me that you seem to be sick in the morning... Well, I should be the only one who heard those voices just now. Fan Xi and A Bao have already fallen asleep. It doesn't matter..."

Although this sentence seemed to be comforting people with good intentions, it sounded like a knife was stabbed in people's heart, but it made Qin Longjun, who was already unlovable, even more stuck in his throat.

After all, as far as he is concerned, in this world, even if anyone else heard what was so terrible just now, he would not let the white-haired young man who was chattering with him like a nice guy at the moment hear it. .

And after Qin Gentiana, whose face was gloomy and pale, was silent for a while, the man who didn't want to recall what happened before, and didn't want to talk to anyone, coldly closed his red eyes and snapped that The damn voice ghost was thrown to the ground viciously, and then simply lay flat on the ground without making a sound.

But the mood in his heart was not right, and he was a little breathless because of a cold and stuffy nose, and Jin Suoyang, who had been paying attention to his movement, seemed to have noticed some discomfort in his body, so he subconsciously After pausing for a moment, the white-haired young man pursed his lips worriedly, and then said, considering his words,

"Is it the nose that hurts? In fact, you don't have to be so anxious as before, just lower your head and adjust your breathing with your mouth."

"..."

"Two hands, just cover your nose carefully, no one is looking at you, just open your mouth and breathe."

"..."

Obviously it was a very embarrassing and difficult thing to say, but the tone was patient and gentle, as if the voice of the young man who was earnestly and hard-working to comfort him still calmed down Qin Gentiana who was about to get angry and throw things.

And forced himself to calm down, followed the method taught by Jin Suoyang a little bit stiffly, sat up from the bed little by little, covered his nose with his hands, and carefully opened his mouth to breathe.

After confirming that his breathing and throat were finally not as uncomfortable as it was at first, Qin Gentian, who was in a strange and embarrassed mood and didn't want to say a word, buried his head and said dryly to Jin Suoyang the first thing tonight. sentence.

"……Thanks."

As soon as he spoke in a hoarse voice that had obviously been drinking, Jin Suoyang, who originally thought that the "Yang Hua's father" who was in a bad mood and irritable, wouldn't really want to talk to him at the moment, was a little surprised for a moment.

Because he suddenly discovered that the voice of his strange savior did not seem to be as old as Fan Xi said, on the contrary, it should indeed be only slightly older than himself, an age in his early thirties, just beginning to have some sense of age.

And just listening to the hoarse voice that obviously has a cold, it is impossible to imagine for a while what kind of man who has lived alone in Dongshan for many years and even has the ability to rescue himself from the hands of old children. So what kind of person.

Just when Jin Suoyang thoughtfully thought about whether he should simply ask why he would use this thing to call himself in the middle of the night, Qin Gentian, who was clearly starting to wake up, had already seen through him Puzzled in his heart, he rubbed the space between his brows and explained impatiently.

"Yang Hua came to my room during the day while I was away."

"..."

"It's under my pillow, and it rang as soon as I touched it."

"...It turns out, it turns out to be like this."

When he said this, Jin Suoyang had just understood what was going on, but after explaining the reason clearly to each other, the embarrassment lingering between the two seemed to have not dissipated.

And for a while, he also felt that given the situation of both parties, he should not hang up the phone right away. The young man with a hesitant and complicated face thought about it and touched his nose to ask politely about the other party's situation so that he could visit him another day.

But just as he was about to speak, he heard Fan Abao's stupid kid knocking on the door and muttering in a daze outside his room. The man heard it all.

"Brother Suoyang...what's the matter with you...I just got up to pee...Why did I hear a pig screaming in your room...Where did the pig keep sniffing its nose, it's so noisy..."

Gentiana:"……"

Jin Suoyang: "..."

As soon as these words came out, no matter how dull or slow Jin Dashao was usually, he could feel a murderous aura on the opposite side that was about to turn into substance, and rushed towards him and Fan Abao ferociously.

And suddenly there was an indescribable silence for a while, and hearing the sound of sniffling full of rage and anger, the white-haired young man who was worried about the child's personal safety when he woke up tomorrow morning also covered himself helplessly. The sound-transmitting ghost in his hand, who was not sound-proof at all, then slowed down his voice and directed Fan Abao outside, and said nonsense in a serious manner,

"There are no pigs in my room, you heard me wrong, hurry back to sleep."

"But...but I clearly heard...there is one who keeps snorting..."

"It's me, I have a bit of a cold and my nose and Cynomorium are not feeling well, are you satisfied?"

"...Oh...Oh, that's right...Then...Then Brother Suoyang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just take a rest tonight, go to bed quickly, don't wake your grandma."

"Um, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll go back right away...you have a good rest, Brother Suoyang!!!"

As soon as he heard him talking about his grandma, Fan Abao, who was so frightened outside the door that his voice was lowered, immediately ran away without a trace.

Jin Suoyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then went back to see someone's reaction, only to find that "Yang Hua's father" hadn't hung up the phone during the process, and he was a little surprised at the moment, with a complicated look on his face The young man only asked a little tentatively.

"are you still there?"

And after a moment of silence on the other end, for some reason, he replied in a subtle tone.

"Ah."

"Abao probably didn't hear something clearly...you don't have to worry about it, it's common to catch a cold this season, and...just resting and drinking a little alcohol will help your body recover better..."

"..."

After such a non-embarrassing conversation, the two fell silent again. Jin Suoyang usually doesn't like to take the initiative to talk to others, and Qin Gentiana is because he is really irritable and not in a good mood at the moment.

However, under normal circumstances, two men who are not close at all will not talk too much on such a big night unless there is something important, so even if it is the first conversation between each other, the two The atmosphere between individuals was still kind of indescribably strange from the beginning to the end, and it couldn't be recovered smoothly until the end.

"Is your injury better?"

"Huh? Much better."

"..."

"...but I do want to thank you for saving your life first...have you really lived in Dongshan with Yang Hua for so many years?"

"...Didn't Fan Xi tell you everything?"

"you know?"

"I am the only living person in the village. Every time she sees others, she will tell others about Yang Hua and Yang Hua's strange father like a trumpet, so now almost everyone knows that Yang Hua has a strange father. "

"..."

"...Have you been imitating Fan Xi, that strange father they called me, Yang Hua, from the very beginning?"

"...No, no."

"..."

"I know your name."

"..."

"Gentiana."

The two voices in the memory seem to overlap at this moment, obviously everything looks different, but it seems that nothing has changed.

Accompanied by this long and long call, the conversation between the two seems to have stopped here. In the night, the red moon silently illuminates everything in front of the window, which has a hazy and moving beauty.

After realizing that he had called his name out loud, the man on the other end stopped talking. Thinking that he was too surprised, Jin Suoyang asked suspiciously, Hey, Gentiana Qin, are you still listening? .

But after a long time, he heard a muffled 'en', as if he was exhausting all his strength to hold back something that was about to fall.

And I don't know why, I always feel that they are not as cold and indifferent as other strangers who meet for the first time.

Thinking of the oolong that Qin Gentiana and Fan Abao had just caused, Jin Suoyang couldn't help but leaned against the bedside and chatted with him for a few more words, and then made an agreement with him politely as he did with that little girl Yang Hua during the day I must go back to his house to visit and thank him, and said good night earnestly.

And after hanging up each other's voice transmission ghosts and laying back on the bed again, Jin Suoyang, who was not in a particularly good mood before, looked at the voice transmission tube in his hand thoughtfully, with a rare and strange look recalling the past That scene was a godsend for a while.

"……Gentiana?"

——What a funny and lovely person like his daughter.

This feeling came suddenly, but it dissipated quickly, as if a breeze that he hadn't noticed yet had blown into his heart unexpectedly.

And it wasn't until the white-haired young man who shook his head and suppressed the strange expression on his face turned off the light again and slowly lay down again, that the small buildings of Yang Hua's and Fan Xi's houses became calm again.

But with the sound of wind and rain getting louder at night, a sneaky, sticky little black figure suddenly poked its head out from under his notebook.

And with a little bit of difficulty, he climbed up to the bed of the white-haired young man, and stretched out his dark, dripping little hand, and then Jin Suoyang, who vaguely felt something, opened his eyes sleepily, and stayed up all night. He had hardly slept well when he saw a stinky, familiar-looking 'clay doll' carefully lying on top of him, and pounced on him in aggrieved manner.

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