It's better to fall in love

5. Fuding

Jing Ling has lived in this world for a long time, so long that he thought that he had already seen through life and death. The fear of gain and loss that I had never had in the past year came to my heart again.It turned out that those things had nothing to do with him, it was just because there was really no one worthy of his concern.

On the night when they first met, Jing Ling could see a faint blackness on He Wanluo's face, but judging from the aura, the one who haunted him should be just a new dead ghost, and there was still a wisp of remnant left in the world, and he could barely transform into a human form , It's not enough to harm people, for fear of scaring He Wanluo, so he didn't say much.It's just that he didn't understand what went wrong in the middle of it that caused him to make a wrong judgment. In just one day, the power of the ghost was comparable to that of a wraith, and he could directly come out to kill people. If he hadn't sensed He Wanluo's danger in time...

He didn't dare to continue thinking about this possibility, as long as he thought that that person might die, or died in front of him again because of his mistake, he wished that the one who suffered all this for him was himself.

"Ah Jing..." He Wanluo was lying on Jingling's co-pilot at the moment, perhaps dreaming of the scene he had just experienced, his brows were knit together, and he huddled into a ball, "Cold..."

Jing Ling turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car, took off her coat and put it on He Wanluo.When he first arrived at the downstairs of He Wanluo's house, he already sensed that there was no living soul upstairs, and the Ah Jing he was talking about had already suffered misfortune, and He Wanluo must have been greatly stimulated, so that he would not be ashamed when he saw him. Fortunately, although he was covered in blood, there were no other wounds on his body except some bruises on his wrists. These bloodstains should have come from the girl named Ah Jing.

Jing Ling didn't know He Wanluo's other friends, so she had to take him back to her residence first.As soon as the car stopped, He Wanluo woke up immediately, without making any sound, just sat there quietly, the big eyes that were still full of energy when we met last time are now empty, staring at the front blankly and without focus, like a Losing life is like a puppet manipulated by others.When Jing Ling opened the car door, he got out of the car quietly, and followed Jing Ling blankly upstairs, into the door, to the bedroom, wherever Jing Ling went, he followed wherever Jing Ling went, but he didn't speak or make unnecessary movements.

Awu was not there, and the already deserted home became even more lonely. He Wanluo didn't speak, and Jing Ling didn't speak either. He found some clothes of his own from the closet, took He Wanluo to the bathroom, and wanted He Wanluo to wash off the blood all over his body. Get off and put on clean clothes. After all, the bloodstains have gradually dried up and solidified. Not to mention the shocking look, it also exudes a strong fishy smell.

Jing Ling adjusted the water temperature and filled it with water, and was about to go out, when she turned around, she found that the corner of her clothes was being pulled tightly.

At some point, He Wanluo stretched out her hand and tightly grabbed the back of Jing Ling's clothes. With such great strength, the clothes were crumpled up, and her nails almost dug into her flesh.His hands were trembling slightly, and he looked at Jing Ling with empty and dull eyes, and there was a pleading look in his eyes.

Jing Ling understood what he meant, and took a deep look at him, with unconcealable emotions in his eyes. After a long time, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength to muster up the courage to reach out and unbutton He Wanluo's clothes.His cold fingers touched He Wanluo's warm chest, and his fingers began to feel slightly hot, as if the temperature would spread. From his fingers to his cheeks to his whole body, his heart was beating wildly, and he almost couldn't restrain his desire to embrace the person in front of him. In the arms, the urge to rub into the body.

But the last sliver of reason told him that he couldn't do this.

The rising temperature was quickly extinguished like a flame, Jing Ling suppressed all emotions, took off He Wanluo's blood-stained clothes, and wiped his whole body carefully.The baby-faced boy didn't show any expression, let Jing Ling fiddle with it, and didn't notice the ups and downs of the people around him in just a short moment, just sat in the bathtub blankly, with an empty expression and didn't know what he was thinking.

For the next two whole days, He Wanluo didn't say a word, and he followed Jing Ling wherever she went.In desperation, Jing Ling had no choice but to take leave from the school and stay at home with He Wanluo.

He Wanluo was so frightened that he couldn't fall asleep all the time. He just lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. He didn't fall asleep until he couldn't bear it any longer. Even if he fell asleep, he slept very lightly. Sometimes it seemed Already in a deep sleep, as long as Jing Ling moved a little, he would wake up immediately, and then tightly grabbed Jing Ling's clothes corner, entangled Jing Ling so much that he had no choice but to promise him not to leave before he could continue to sleep.

Jing Ling had no choice but to lie down next to He Wanluo with her clothes on.He Wanluo didn't sleep well, and she couldn't sleep well. She kept turning over and moving around. Jing Ling could only lie on her side on the edge of the bed.Although the sleeping environment is harsh, Jing Ling's expression is extremely satisfied. She just looked at He Wanluo without blinking, as if she was looking at a rare treasure, and she couldn't get enough of it, trying to impress his appearance. in the heart.

The boy in front of him had soft hair on his forehead, his eyes were closed tightly, but his eyelids kept beating, and his breathing was sometimes even and sometimes rapid. Jing Ling knew that he was probably falling into a nightmare again.He stretched out his hand and placed it on He Wanluo's forehead, and a faint blue light emanated from the palm. When the blue light dissipated, He Wanluo's frown was finally relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised as if smiling, and he fell into a deep sleep.

As soon as He Wanluo fell asleep, the police came to the door.There are surveillance everywhere in the building, so it is not surprising that the police tracked him down.But he didn't want anyone to disturb He Wanluo, who was finally able to sleep peacefully for a while, so he could only do something to make the few policemen who came to the door have more memories.

Jing Ling could only go back to school when He Wanluo was in better spirits. He was worried that He Wanluo would be alone at home, so he would also take him to school. Maybe it would be a good thing for him to see many energetic students.He Wanluo still didn't speak. When Jing Ling was in class, he sat in the last row of the classroom and listened silently; when Jing Ling was in class, he also walked with him, causing the gossiping girls to start whispering that a boy was chasing Teacher Jing, and even Someone also anonymously posted a Danmei post on the campus forum. Although they didn't name them, but because Jing Ling's appearance is so outstanding, one can guess one or two from the various descriptions in the post.

Jing Ling closed the post and sighed helplessly. The students seem to be a bit out of their minds now. It seems that he needs to reflect on whether the amount of homework he usually assigns is too little.

"The case of the headless female corpse has recently progressed. According to the police investigation, it was found that the murder was caused by an elevator failure. The owner of the community has complained about the elevator problem many times, but the property management has not paid attention to it, which eventually led to a tragedy. The property company will compensate for all losses. , Let's take a look at the live report..."

He Wanluo sat on the sofa and switched TV stations aimlessly until he switched to a local news channel and stopped suddenly.On the TV screen, the host was broadcasting the murder case in a calm voice. In the screen, there were mottled bloodstains all over the walls and elevators, and some mosaic things. He Wanluo knew what they were. A few days ago, that He was still a person who would jump around alive, grab his ear and yell at him.And now, it's a bunch of dead bodies mosaiced because they make people feel uncomfortable, appearing on TV.Jing Ling frowned, took the remote control to turn off the TV, but He Wanluo snatched the remote control from him like an electric shock, turned it on and continued to watch.Jing Ling turned it off again, and he turned it on again.

The news of a life was only broadcast for a few minutes. He Wanluo huddled up on the sofa, as if the cork of the bottle was suddenly pulled out. The shock and fear that had been deliberately avoided these days finally came together. They all turned into tears and couldn't stop streaming down.

Tears are the best way to release emotional stress. When a person can still cry, it means that he is still a normal person.Jing Ling didn't stop him, but just sat quietly beside him, silently accompanying him, waiting for him to vent the emotions accumulated for many days.

"No...not the elevator, there are... ghosts."

He Wanluo cried like this for a long time, and finally realized that there was another living person beside him, and finally stopped crying.Since he hadn't spoken for a few days, his throat was a little dry, and the sound he made was a little strange even to himself.

"I know."

"……thanks."

Although he was in a dazed state for the past few days, he still has memories. No matter how blind he is, he can feel that Jing Ling is not an ordinary person. As the planner of supernatural programs, he often has the opportunity to come into contact with some capable people and strange people. , He is also familiar with people who have certain abilities that can exorcise ghosts, so he is not surprised.At this moment, in his heart, Jing Ling has already been labeled as a "master". Although he knows little about Jing Ling, the only thing he can be sure of is that Jing Ling has no hostility towards him.Sometimes people feel very strange. From the first meeting, he has an inexplicable sense of trust in this person, as if he is a friend who has known him for a long time.

He was very grateful to Jing Ling for silently accompanying him for so many days, without asking anything, sleeping with him, cooking for him, washing him...

Wait, wash... rinse! !

God!He actually asked a man to bathe him! !He was a man whom he had only met once...

Two days ago, when I was in a daze, I sealed up all my feelings, no fear, shame, or any feelings. At this time, it was like waking up from a dream, and I felt mixed feelings.

He glanced up at Jing Ling, and found that Jing Ling was also looking at him. He shivered in fright, and quickly lowered his head.

God!If the guys under him knew about this kind of embarrassment, his reputation would be ruined for the rest of his life.

Jing Ling didn't know that the guy in front of him had just recovered from his great grief, and he was thinking about these things, but he saw a strange expression, and a faint blush on his abnormally fair face, which was something that he had never seen on that person's face. Can't see the look.

very nice.

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