after becoming a ghost

Song Yuan has been in a restless state ever since Tang Tang asked. He didn't want He Mo to know his current situation, lest he be involved.The burglary-turned-murderer hasn't been caught yet, and Chen Feng's double-decker face hasn't been revealed yet.As long as you give him time, he can use his own advantages to find out, and when the time comes, he will go to see him, explain clearly to him, and carefully consider his feelings.Just give him a little time, a little bit.

Tang Tang finally went back, pretending to be sitting on the sofa of He Mo's house, a certain ghost breathed a sigh of relief.After looking at his own body who was still in a coma, and He Mo who was processing documents in the bedroom of the guest room, Song Yuan planned to go out to find Chen Feng, hoping to catch some clues.After he went out, he didn't realize that the file He Mo was looking at was about the murderer.

Night fell, gloomy.Feeling more and more uncomfortable, Song Yuan himself could feel that the yin energy in his body was gradually increasing, and his mood of getting nothing at first became even more melancholy. 'Creak creak...' A strange sound pierced the eardrum.It seems to be nibbling on something, or in a dark corner.A sense of tension came rushing over. Could it be that there are evil spirits eating human flesh, or the kind that eat human thigh bones!Resisting the urge to run, he moved slowly.

It was said on TV that if something makes a noise when you are in a panic, that cliff is the rhythm of death.Even if Lao Tzu is always a ghost, but Lao Tzu has no skills.Under the orange streetlights, a slender figure gradually appeared. The man in a white coat and golden eyes was holding a bag of French fries, chewing on them.Swallowing with peace of mind, Song Yuan relaxed his body.He muttered, "So it's a person."

The man with glasses didn't look up, chewing on potato chips at the corner of his mouth, he walked towards Song Yuan.Song Yuan turned his body sideways, intending to stay away.It is said in the book that too much Yin Qi is not good for people's health.It seems that this person should be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, but eating potato chips here alone is a bit weird.The man with glasses passed by Song Yuan's side and continued to walk forward. "But doctor, it's normal to be under a lot of pressure, and it's also normal to have a little weird quirk."

After finishing speaking, Huo Ran turned around and looked at the gentle doctor with his bloody mouth open, biting his neck all at once, biting off a piece. It was obviously a painless ghost, but the pain penetrated to the bone marrow. 'It's really soul-rending pain. Song Yuan, who didn't have the slightest strength to resist, watched helplessly as the man in glasses transformed into a ghost, and rushed up again fiercely. His white coat, which was spotless before, was covered with bloodstains, and his face seemed to have been slashed with knives. It was horrible.

Song Yuan, who was originally weak and powerless, looked at this honor, and immediately jumped up and ran like chicken blood, and the evil spirits behind him chased after him.And there are more and more ghosts chasing after Song Yuan.If someone could see it, they would think Song Yuan was some big star.Song Yuan, who was being chased so hard, became more and more tired, but when he looked back, the evil spirit behind him opened his mouth wide and was about to bite him, and there were still people with broken legs trailing behind him. "Fuck me, I'm not a Tang monk, I can go to heaven if I eat it."

Getting closer to the community where He Mo lived, Song Yuan ran from another direction in a flash.He didn't want to attract so many evil spirits to the place where He Mo lived.More and more people were chasing after him. Turning a corner, Song Yuan saw a large group of evil spirits squatting and staring at him, and Song Yuan suddenly felt a sense of despair that 'I'm going to die again today'. "Ma Dan, you're so eager to shoot Resident Evil." Song Yuan, who planned to die heroically, was about to give up, and it didn't matter if he was torn to pieces. "But I can't tell others that the age-old truth that ghosts really have no shadows is really embarrassing."

There was a lot of cloudiness all around, and the evil spirits also approached quickly, and the strong evil spirit invaded.Song Yuan suddenly felt dizzy, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't even lift his fingers.But the cold feeling disappeared.He Mo was woken up by bursts of sharp sirens. Seeing the gradually declining vital signs, He Mo's face was frighteningly pale.Started calling doctors and doing simple first aid on my own, but nothing seemed to work.He Mo never felt that he was so incompetent, too overbearing, too anxious, too eager to tie Song Yuan by his side.

Opening his eyes in a daze, Song Yuan saw He Mo staring at him gloomyly, his little heart twitched in fright, but the harsh alarm finally stopped.A dazed, feeling of weightlessness came, Song Yuan fell to the bottom of the bed in a daze, he knew what happened, but why did he think it was a dream.A series of shouts brought him back to reality, He Mo watched the man open his eyes and then close them within a second, almost going crazy. "Song Yuan, Song Yuan, wake up, I'm He Mo, Song Yuan, can you hear Song Yuan." By the end, there was an illusion of choking.

The feeling of exhaustion and pain made Song Yuan weak, but he still held on and planned to try again to see if he could go back smoothly.Hot tears dripped down through the transparent soul, almost burning Song Yuan's heart.After several unsuccessful attempts, Song Yuan reached out and patted He Mo's shoulder, being careful not to touch him.

"Song Yuan, don't you want to stay by my side? Do you already know how perverted and ugly I am? Do you start to hate me?" Thinking that Song Yuan might be conscious, He Mo didn't even dare to say 'Xiao Yuan' Call.Thinking that Song Yuan might feel his every move now, might hate him in his heart but could not express it, He Mo felt that he was terrible, terribly bad.

"I don't want to be by your side, you are not a pervert, and I don't hate you. I always think you are the best. When I meet old classmates, I will praise you. It seems that you are amazing. If I live well, I will be great, and live well." Song Yuan was on the side, slowly speaking words that no one could hear. "Don't give up on me, He Mo."

The doctor came over quickly, and after examining Song Yuan's body, the doctor frowned and looked at He Mo suspiciously: "Are you this patient's friend?" He Mo nodded in agreement.Seeing the worried expression that didn't seem fake, the doctor suppressed the suspicion in his heart: "The patient seems to be attacked, the hormones soar, and the whole body is sweating. But there are no scars on the body surface, and the brain should be active. A more detailed analysis is in progress. I will send it over after analysis." The doctor warned seriously: "But Mr. He, are you really not going to hand over the patient to the hospital for care? Although the patient's brain may have signs of activity, all aspects of the body data are biased. Low, if something like this happens again, it won't be that simple."