My old gong is a ghost?

Hearing this, he was a little lost and said: "I can't accept it? How can I accept it? Gu Xuan... I beg you to stay away from me, can you? I have already thrown away the copper basin, so don't let it come back, okay? The next ghost game is over." Just let me go after that, okay?"

At the end, Tong Xiaosong's voice was mixed with crying.

Only Wumabo asked in a carefree and doubtful voice: "Who...is he?"

Wen Dong frowned and shook his head at Wumabo, signaling Wumabo not to talk too much.

Gu Xuan stared at Tong Xiaosong with deep and dark eyes, and said after a while: "I think there is still a misunderstanding, how about this, you have a good rest tonight, the rooms on the first floor are clean, you allocate them yourself, we will talk tomorrow, Don't worry I'll keep you here forever."

He raised the note in his hand: "This thing only has the power to cause trouble tonight, and it will disappear tomorrow, and you can go back to your dormitory to sleep tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Gu Xuan glanced at Tong Xiaosong and said in a low voice, "Have a good rest."

***

In the middle of the night, Gu Xuan stood in front of the mirror, and threw the torn pieces of paper in his hand to the ground.

He looked cold: "Look at us now, who is more like a ghost?"

There was an identical Gu Xuan in the mirror, he looked panicked, angry and collapsed as he looked at the person exactly like him.

Knocking on the mirror like crazy, shouting: "You are fake! You lied to them! I am the real Gu Xuan! Let me out!"

***

Tong Xiaosong tossed and turned the quilt in his arms, unable to fall asleep.

He was afraid of dreaming of Zhixian, afraid that he would be bewitched again in the dream, so he obeyed the other's words with full of goodwill.

Sudden!Creak!

It looked like something had hit the furniture.

Tong Xiaosong sat up abruptly, the sound was loud and came from his head...

Above...it should be Gu Xuan's bedroom?

Listening carefully, he was surprised to find that Gu Xuan was not the only one upstairs.

It seems that there is another person, arguing and fighting with Gu Xuan?

But why did Gu Xuan seem to be the only one who yelled and cursed from the beginning to the end?

There was a bang, as if something had broken.

Listen again, everything is quiet.

Startled, Tong Xiaosong hurriedly got up and opened the door.

He ran upstairs and knocked on Gu Xuan's door desperately.

Who is fighting with Gu Xuan?

Do you know strings?

Could it be that he misunderstood Zhixian?

With hopes that he was not sure about, he knocked on Gu Xuan's door.

Gu Xuan opened the door and blocked the door with a cold face.

Seeing that it was Tong Xiaosong, his expression flashed with surprise, his coldness faded, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Tong Xiaosong was a little frightened by Gu Xuan who just opened the door, his coldness was even more frightening than Gu Xuan's previous malicious appearance.

He slowed down and said, "I heard voices in your room..."

"Oh..." Gu Xuan stepped aside and said calmly, "I accidentally broke the full-length mirror."

Tong Xiaosong looked into the bedroom and felt a chill before he could see clearly.

The window of Gu Xuan's bedroom was actually open, and the cold wind was blowing into the bedroom.

Shards of mirrors were scattered all over the ground, shining coldly under the reflection of the moonlight.

"But I heard...someone seems to be arguing with you." Tong Xiaosong asked hesitantly, "Yes, is it him? He is in your room?"

"He?" Gu Xuan suddenly understood that Tong Xiaosong was referring to Zhixian, he smiled, even his eyes were filled with smiles: "Yes, he is in the room, do you want to come in and see him?"

Tong Xiaosong's heart was pounding, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and suddenly felt timid, he shook his head: "No, I, I won't see..."

He hurriedly turned to leave...

A pair of arms suddenly stretched out from behind, hugged him around the waist, and entered the bedroom.

Tong Xiaosong shouted in horror: "Gu——"

Then his mouth was covered, and Gu Xuan whispered against his ear: "Shh, there is a knowing string, what are you afraid of?"

Tong Xiaosong stopped all his struggles, his eyes widened under the moonlight.

Zhixian...is it really here?

Gu Xuan chuckled, put Tong Xiaosong on the bed, turned around and closed the window, but at the same time he did not forget to ask: "Don't go down to the ground, wait for me to sweep the mirror fragments."

Tong Xiaosong: ...

His eyes turned around in the bedroom where he could see the end at a glance, he couldn't express his disappointment but he was relieved, he whispered: "You lied to me..."

Gu Xuan laughed: "What did you lie to you?"

Tong Xiaosong didn't want to entangle with Gu Xuan anymore, he got up and wanted to leave.

As soon as he stood up, a sudden sense of fatigue hit him, and he swayed and sat back down again.

My mind was suddenly a little chaotic, as if I was half asleep and half awake.

Tired and sleepy.

Tong Xiaosong fell on the bed, breathing gently.

Gu Xuan acted as if he didn't see it, and cleaned up the broken pieces of the mirror.

After everything was tidied up, he came to the bedside, hugged Tong Xiaosong and covered the quilt with a natural movement.

Muttering in a low voice: "Dirty thing? Even if you think I'm a dirty thing...it's too late."

***

Tong Xiaosong woke up in the warmth, and before he could open his eyes, he could smell the pleasant aloe fragrance all around him.

He took a deep breath, filled his chest with aroma, and opened his eyes with the satisfaction of being full of sleep.

The next second, he froze...

Strange ceiling, all the memories about last night came back.

How did he fall asleep last night?

Tong Xiaosong got up in panic, lifted the quilt to check himself.

The clothes on his body were intact, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

He was alone in the bedroom.

Tong Xiaosong came out after putting on his shoes, and walked down the stairs. As soon as he reached the first floor, he bumped into the yawning Wumabo face to face.

Wumabo stared blankly at Tong Xiaosong with his mouth open, then looked up at the stairs, unable to react: "You, why did you come down from the second floor?"

Tong Xiaosong: ...

Wumabo suddenly said: "You don't think you are going to beat Gu Xuan before he wakes up?"

Gu Xuan came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, and said loudly: "Go to the bathroom to wash up. Everything you need is in the cabinet. Take it yourself. Hurry up or you will be late for school!"

Seeing Gu Xuan in the kitchen, Wumabo heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly lowered his voice, "Don't act alone, if you want to beat him, let's go back to the dormitory and make a plan. He is very skilled, so you can't do it clearly, you have to sneak attack... ..."

Tong Xiaosong: "...Go wash up."

Soon Wen Dong and Ke Lin also came out of their respective rooms, and squeezed into the bathroom with sleepy faces.

Suddenly, Wen Dong narrowed his eyes, stared at Tong Xiaosong in the mirror, and asked, "Tong Xiaosong, what is that on your neck?"

Tong Xiaosong had just finished wiping his face, when he heard this, he leaned in front of the mirror with a confused expression, and touched his neck: "What's the matter?"

Wumabo stretched his neck to take a look, and said with some uncertainty: "Have you been bitten by a bug?"

Tong Xiaosong also saw what they said, it was a red mark on the side of his neck.

He wasn't very sure either: "Should something be broken?"

Wen Dong narrowed his eyes: "Why does it look like a dog bit me?"

"Dog? Where did the dog come from?" Ke Lin also leaned over to look at it. When he saw Tong Xiaosong's neck, he said in shock, "Fuck! How does this look like a hickey?"

Wumabo was startled: "Hickey?"

Tong Xiaosong was more at a loss than everyone else: "Hickey?"

Seeing Tong Xiaosong's appearance, Wen Dong felt that he might have thought wrongly, such a deep hickey could never be imprinted unconsciously.

He said: "Maybe it's a kiss, if it's really a hickey, Tong Xiaosong wouldn't have such an expression."

Wumabo sighed: "Damn four broilers, almost misdiagnosed."

Tong Xiaosong stared blankly at the mirror for a while before he came to his senses.

He choked for breath, which should be left after falling asleep last night.

Is that what Gu Xuan left behind or... Zhixian?

At this time, Gu Xuan shouted from outside: "It's time to eat!"

Distraught, Tong Xiaosong wiped the red mark with a towel, and walked out with his head buried.