love zombie

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It's almost the end of the term, and the exam is coming soon.

Although Yan Yue had already figured out how to cheat, it was good to have Wen Lan as a good brother. Wen Lan helped him outline a lot of possible exam content in jurisprudence and other important books.

At the same time, Deng Chang, who had not been to school for a long time, finally came.

He was usually silent, but now he hardly spoke.

Yan Yue could clearly smell the strong Yin Qi on his body...

No matter how you ask him, he ignores you.

Rumors about him soon reached the ears of Yan Yue and the others.

Deng Chang's house suffered a fire, but fortunately, everyone in the family was fine.

But the yin energy in his body is too heavy, Heng Yu directly concludes that he has been harassed by ghosts.

The author has something to say: I am very happy to write this chapter~

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22、chapter20...

Deng Chang, crew cut, wheat-colored skin, 175 looks cool.But everyone knows that he talks less, has an introverted personality, and is even gloomy.

Once such a person has something on his mind, it is particularly prone to accidents.

Just like him now, Yan Yue even wanted to chat with him casually several times, but Deng Chang refused very simply. Now he just sits on the bed and plays games every day except for class... he hardly speaks.

Therefore, the people in the dormitory took advantage of his absence to analyze Deng Chang in order to find a way to help him.

Wen Lan analyzed: "I don't know if you have noticed that Deng Chang thinks of being a snail when he sleeps, and he always curls up into a ball, and he is used to unconsciously pinching the toilet paper in his hands. These are all manifestations of insecurity. .”

"That's right, do you still remember the female ghost incident during the military training, and the incident that Xiao Lan cast a spell in the dormitory, Deng Chang didn't respond with any surprise, isn't that strange?" Yan Yue said.

"Also, Deng Chang's notebook is something that other people must not touch, but I didn't know it at first, so I opened it out of curiosity... It was all blank, except for a photo, which was very old... "

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, Yan Yue put a finger on his lips.

Then sneakily began to look through Deng Chang's things.

"Xiao Yan, this is not good!"

"Whoever told him not to speak, we can only use this method. It would be even better if we can find some diary!"

He rummaged through the drawers, then his schoolbag, and to speed things up, Yang Jun also came to help.

He quickly took out a thin notebook and said softly, "That's it!"

Sure enough, he flicked the pages of the book, and saw an old-fashioned black and white photo.

It has been rubbed very thinly, the white part is a little yellowed, and the triangle of the photo is also hairy. The most obvious thing is that one corner is obviously burned off...

In the photo, there are two men in military uniforms, with several tall trees behind them.The taller one put one hand on the shoulder of the shorter one, put the rifle on the ground with the other hand, and smiled brightly; the shorter one was wearing a military cap on one side, and seemed to be angry .

Although it was a bit blurry, the narrow face and high nose could still be seen in the higher point, with a clear outline, obviously a very handsome foreigner.But he was also wearing a Chinese-style military uniform, a silly military cap, a bag on his back, leg bindings, and cloth shoes, which looked weird.

……

"Don't you think that Deng Chang resembles this Chinese soldier very much?"

"Yes, it's not similar, they look exactly the same, right?"

Yan Yue turned the photo over, and there were words written with a red pen on the back of the photo, many of which were blurred, and they were written in messy English.

Wen Lan took the photo and read it slowly...

"With you beside me

with you by my side

There is nothing I can fear

I have nothing to fear

I won't be afraid of any bloody battle field

I will not be cowardly in any bloody battlefield

I won't be stopped by any fatal challenge

I won't stop at any challenge that could lead to destruction

Evenitis adad call from the burning hell

Even Red Lotus Hell

I would still go on!"

I will still keep going!

……

……

After reading it, several people returned Deng Chang's things to the original place.

As a result, they didn't know how to help Deng Chang. Perhaps, if Yan Yue's sixth sense was correct, he felt that the reason why Deng Chang didn't let them help was because he was protecting something...

Then, one week later at night, Yan Yue saw that ghost!

At that time, Yan Yue was ready to attack at any time.

However, the almost transparent ghost just sat quietly on the iron railing, quietly watching Deng Chang curled up in a ball.Yan Yue couldn't even see his face clearly.

He sat like this for a long, long time, as if he had been thinking about something, so long that someone woke up from a nap dozens of times...

The soul with a faint green light stretched out its fingers, and gently wiped the corners of the eyes of the sleeping person.

"You are crying again." Soul's voice was like falling petals.

After a long time, he slowly leaned over and whispered in Deng Chang's ear, "I'm sorry, I was too capricious...I don't ask you to forgive me...I will leave you."

Then, he got up, the color became lighter and lighter, and slowly disappeared!

A hand suddenly grabbed his wrist fiercely!

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My name is Deng Chang.

I was a weird kid because, I could see ghosts since I was a child.

There are really many ghosts in this world, there are ferocious ghosts with fangs, and grieving ghosts with long hair... However, most of the ghosts are kind and kind.

I remember when I was young, the spirits of my ancestors often teased me. They liked to pull my fat face and make all kinds of funny faces in front of me. When I giggled, they would happily eat candy for me, so my mother I often find candy wrappers that she didn’t buy; there are also particularly naughty ghosts. When I was in elementary school, I often saw them attaching to the teacher’s back to make faces, or lying on the ground to make some mischievous children fall over for no reason; of course, There is also a lecherous ghost, he seems to know which girl I like, and one day he lifted up the girl's skirt and smiled at me: "It's pink!"

When I told my mom about it, she was terrified and took me to a psychiatrist.

The doctor asked me all kinds of inexplicable questions, and the answer he came up with was that I was delusional.

From then on, I became wiser and never told anyone this secret.

I know that there is a ghost who has been staying with Grandpa.

He is almost inseparable from his grandfather.

I have never seen a ghost like him, a ghost more pure and beautiful than a living person.

He is a young man in an old Chinese military uniform.

A foreigner with red hair and blue eyes.

When our family eats, he always stands behind his grandpa, watching his grandpa eating vegetables with great mouthfuls, with a look of pampering on his face; Grandpa is addicted to alcohol and hurts his body; when grandpa and grandma are sleeping peacefully, he will help close the window, sit quietly on the side, and help them pull the quilt from time to time; Listen to his complaints quietly; when grandpa and grandma are in love, when they are so old and holding hands to buy groceries, he will follow far behind...

I saw what he looked like back then.

It should be said that he often has that expression.

I will never forget that in March, when the whole park was covered with pink cherry blossoms, our whole family sat down to eat and had a good time.

I saw him, standing under the cherry tree in the distance.

He looked quietly at the place where his grandfather was, then raised his head and squinted at the blue sky with petals flying.

He won't know that I ran over to see him.

I don't know how deep an impression he made on my heart that day.

I saw his dark red hair fluttering, frowning slightly, I saw his dark red eyelashes flutter quickly, and the crystal liquid slipped down.

Only one tear.

But the little me was completely stunned.

Yes, he was my first love.

I fell in love with him when I was a sixth grade pupil.

Sometimes I feel how lucky I am because only I can see him.like he was mine...

However, I clearly know that he only has my grandfather in his eyes.

He couldn't see anyone but Grandpa.

But I always think, how nice it would be if he could see me one day!

…………

The turning point of the matter lies in the death of grandpa.

At that time, I was already a sophomore in high school.

Grandpa died of natural causes. He was fine the day before, but he couldn't wake up the next day.

His father, mother, grandma, and several doctors surrounded him, especially his grandma, who cried to the point of retching.

I stood firmly at the door and saw him walking towards the grandpa lying on the bed step by step. His body was stiff. Then, he stretched out his hands and cupped his grandpa's face.

I heard him speak.

He said: "Deng Jun, you bastard, why are you dead?! Why are you always like this... always..."