I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

, flickering.

Zhou Xuyao ​​took back the lighter.

After Yun Qingcen took a puff of cigarette calmly, within five seconds, he grabbed Zhou Xuyao's shoulder and coughed frantically.

Zhou Xuyao ​​couldn't laugh or cry: "You didn't know how to smoke before."

Yun Qingcen: "I am a soul now, so I shouldn't have such a reaction."

Zhou Xuyao: "The things I give you are all mantras."

Yun Qingcen: "..."

He handed the cigarette to Zhou Xuyao, and Zhou Xuyao ​​took a puff without hesitation.

The atmosphere between the two has improved a lot, Yun Qingcen: "I took this knife away."

Before he left, he said to Zhou Xuyao: "In the future, if you do anything to hurt yourself and help me, I will really let you go as far away as possible."

Zhou Xuyao ​​looked at Yun Qingcen and smiled, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He felt that Yun Qingcen was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and Yun Qingcen also had real tenderness, just like now.

And Yun Qingcen, who returned to her home, returned to her body under the watchful eyes of the ghosts.

He opened his eyes, and the ghosts screamed loudly and terrifyingly. Yun Qingcen sat in the middle with a soft smile on his face.

From now on, Zhou Xuyao ​​should no longer make his own decisions.