There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

However, when he approached the dining table and saw the steaming dishes on the table, Wen Yuran's body stiffened as if he had been nailed suddenly.

He saw several plates filled with eyeballs with their optic nerves dragging. The bloody eyeballs were still pierced with thin needles, which gleamed slightly dazzlingly under the light.

Before he could react, all the eyeballs suddenly started to turn, and finally fixed on the direction he was in very uniformly.

Qian Lang, who was standing beside Wen Yuran, put his hands on his shoulders at this moment, he subconsciously took a step back, and turned his head to look at Qian Lang in surprise: "Why..."

The oncoming hot and humid air was mixed with a bloody smell that was so thick that it was hard to breathe. What Wen Yuran turned his head saw were two empty eye sockets. The extraocular muscles rested softly on the eye sockets, and blood gushed down.

Those hands were still on his shoulders, as cold and stiff as a dead person, but their position was slightly off, and Qianlang's chin also leaned against his shoulders, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and together with him, he pulled out a very With a strange smile, he said with a sigh: "I saw you."

The shock caused the pupils to shrink suddenly, and Wen Yuran suddenly pushed away the person who was leaning softly on him.Rationality told me that I should run away immediately, but I stopped after only taking a few steps. Where can I run now?

When his mind was in a state of confusion, his arms suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind, and Wen Yuran was about to push them away without thinking, when he felt a warm body close to him: "Please calm down, what's the matter?" nothing."

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was still standing at the door, and his hand was on the doorknob at some point. If Qianlang hadn't stopped him, he might have opened the door by now .

And Qianlang's good-looking eyes are still in good condition, there is no blood, no hollow eye sockets, and his body is also warm. It seems that only his own cold sweat can prove that he saw that weird thing just now.

"No matter what you saw just now, it was just an illusion, just treat it as a nightmare."

After being frightened, Wen Yuran let out a sigh of relief, and quickly moved his hand away from the doorknob: "Are ghosts so conscientious in scaring people now?"

"Yeah, so please stay with me all the time." Bowing his head and rubbing Wen Yuran's hair, Qian Lang chuckled and said, "Let me be your bodyguard, even if you don't pay."

Wiping off a cold sweat, Wen Yuran patted his chest to soothe his frightened heart just now, and complained casually: "Then can I find a way to survive? There are ghosts in the front and back, and I can pass away straight away sitting in the middle gone."

The aroma of the food can arouse people's appetite, but after experiencing the high-end movie-like experience just now, Wen Yuran feels that he has no appetite left at all, and he can achieve the effect of losing weight in the long run.

"There are fruits in the refrigerator, and snacks in the cabinet over there. If you don't have an appetite, eat these first." Pulling Wen Yuran away from the door, after explaining where to put the food at home, Qian Lang went into the study by himself.

Wen Yuran peeled a bright yellow orange, and heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from the study, and then he saw Qianlang walking out with a hammer, nails and a small piece of wood in his hands, expressionless.

"..." This style of painting is a bit wrong, "Young hero stay away, what are you doing? Building blocks?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll just take care of it a little bit." Smiling towards this side, Qian Lang walked to the door without any pause, and very neatly nailed the cat's eye on the door with that small wooden board.

Wen Yuran: "..." Fortunately, it is a wooden door. If it were a steel door, would the electric welding be taken out?

After stuffing half an orange into his mouth, he said that he didn't want to stop anything anymore. The most important thing in life is to be happy. If the door is ugly, it should be ugly. At worst, the door needs to be reinstalled.

***

Yin Mu and the others passed a relatively peaceful period of time after they left. It's not that there were no twists and turns, but it's too common for a moth to be startled once in a while, and Wen Yuran didn't bother to mention it.

And that night Wen Yuran had a dream.

This dream was very long, and the plot involved in it was also very coherent, but unfortunately, he couldn't recall it clearly, he just had a vague impression of part of the plot.

The protagonists of the dream are two children, and the place where the story takes place is a strange mountain. The dream begins with the arrival of a child and ends with the departure of a child.

What happened in between?Wen Yuran really can't remember clearly, it seems that someone died.

This should be what Qianlang mentioned many times, the scene of their first encounter.Why it was so difficult to recall puzzled him.But ignoring this point, he is not very interested in whether he can really recall it. Anyway, he probably already knows the things, even if he watches it as a movie again, there is essentially no difference.

Wen Yuran opened his eyes in bewilderment, and was completely awakened by a pair of inorganic eyes that were close in front of him.

It's always late in the winter, and the curtains are still drawn, so the light in the bedroom is very dim now. At first glance, he thought that some kind of hero and ghost came to make soy sauce again.

"Ah..." Wen Yuran groaned weakly to express the pain in his heart, raised his arms to cover his eyes, "Are you unable to get out of bed without scaring me once every morning?"

I just glanced at my watch by the way, and it was only 05:30 in the morning. I don't know what the law of Qianlang's mysterious biological clock is. Is it possible that such an awesome person doesn't even need sleep?

"Scared you? I'm very sorry." Qianlang said apologetically, raising his hand to caress Wen Yuran's cheek, and a low voice made his ears itchy, "It's just this kind of life, I didn't even think about it before. I can’t even imagine it, I’m always worried that it’ll disappear all of a sudden.”

"You talked nonsense early in the morning, did your good friend who fell in love and killed each other slap your head down?" Wen Yuran touched Qianlang's forehead in wonder, "I don't have a fever, why are you talking about it every day. "

Stretching, Wen Yuran patted Qianlang's head: "Good boy, you can't pretend to be a literary girl even if you wear a wig, so don't insist on getting closer to Qi Feichen." When Qi Feichen was mentioned, he still couldn't help but feel a tingle in his back. Liang, scratching his head to speculate whether the other party is really cruel to himself to that extent in order to be a successful pseudo-mother.

Can this world be better?

It was rare to wake up so early, Wen Yuran didn't plan to go back to sleep, got up from the bed, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then sat in front of the computer and played the game to pass the time.He also didn't want to live in such a decadent way. It's not that he hasn't tried to actively exercise his abdominal muscles, but in the face of the huge pressure of Qianlang's hundreds of push-ups with one hand, he still chooses to murder his muscles.

Sometimes Wen Yuran would be a little worried: With such a huge difference in physical fitness, can life really be harmonious in a certain aspect?

At 06:30, Qian Lang went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and he continued wasting his life.

When the mobile phone on the corner of the table rang, Wen Yuran expressed that his heart was very calm. After a few days of sufficient exercise, he could hang up the phone with a peaceful mind no matter what the hell he heard when answering the phone.

The caller ID is Yin Mu's name.

"Hey?"

"Xiao Wen, hurry up and leave the house you are staying at now." Yin Mu's voice was a little anxious, and he couldn't help but speed up his speech, "Mr. Qi said that if you stay there...you may be killed by Qian Lang. "

The amount of information in this phone call was huge, and Wen Yuran was stunned for a while, wanting to ask too much, and didn't know where to start for a while.Yin Mu's statement was a bit absurd at first glance, and Wen Yuran couldn't help wondering if this was a new trick played by the female ghost sister, and immediately became vigilant.

"Speak slowly, what's the matter? Why do you say you're leaving? Don't you see or hear Qi Feichen?" Wen Yuran leaned back on the chair, letting the characters on the screen Being blamed consumes a little bit of blood.

"He said he could let me hear him if he wanted. Your building has been tampered with, and it will subtly aggravate Qianlang's backlash."

Sitting up straight, Wen Yuran frowned tightly, first asked the person on the other side of the phone a few more secret questions, and seeing that the other person answered them all correctly, his expression became more dignified: "What else did he say?"

"He said that he felt more and more that the aura in your direction was abnormal recently, so he asked a few brats to check and found something wrong." Although he didn't understand this kind of thing well, Yin Mu still tried his best to Qi Feichen's words were passed on, "He also said that the manipulators may not want to use curses to deal with you, but just to trap you in the house."

Hearing the end, Wen Yuran felt a coldness in his heart.

If Qiantong'an really had this idea, as long as he is not discovered, it will indeed be very fruitful.Because just as he hoped, Qian Lang almost never went out during this time, and the only few times he went out to buy fresh ingredients, and the time he left at a time would not exceed 10 minutes.

"The feng shui here is different, and it's like a place where yin gathers. I don't know much about feng shui metaphysics. This situation may be difficult to solve for a while. You just need to leave as soon as possible." Qi Feichen's voice suddenly came from the phone, but Wen Yuran didn't Curious about why the voice of a ghost can also be recorded by the phone, "Although it sounds alarmist, I advise you to be careful about that little guy named Qian Lang, after all, counting the time... the time he was in that Feng Shui bureau It's not too short."

After Qi Feichen said this, he hung up the phone, and Wen Yuran was still holding the phone in a daze, not knowing how to react.

The last reminder is not alarmist. In fact, Wen Yuran is also thinking about this.

For example... Can Qian Lang really not see the strangeness that Qi Feichen can detect?Qi Feichen himself said that he didn't know much about Fengshui metaphysics, and Wen Yuran really didn't think that Qianlang's knowledge in this area would be very shallow when he grew up in that environment.

If he saw it, then why didn't he mention the related matter?

small theater:

Qian Lang: Come on, come on, let's have sex o(*////▽////*)q

Wen Yuran: We have to have a bottom line, we can't stop rolling!

Qianlang: Then get pregnant

Wen Yuran: Hello? XX hospital?Can your hospital allow men to get pregnant?no?Are there any beds in the psychiatric department?

#People Have Dreams#

#医院说林子大很大, ALL FANS ARE ALL#