My old gong is a ghost?

At night, as soon as Tong Xiaosong and Zhixian walked to the door of the house, a person came out from the window on the second floor of the neighbor's house: "Xiaosong!!"

Tong Xiaosong looked suspiciously along the voice, and saw Wang Yu's excited and excited face.

Zhixian narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Yu quietly.

Tong Xiaosong broke out in a cold sweat instantly, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhixian, and said with a smile: "I seem to be hallucinating, let's go into the room."

Wang Yu: "Xiao Song! I moved next door to you! We can go to school together in the future!"

Zhixian didn't move, suddenly he seemed to think of something, his murderous aura dissipated, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said: "Well, I'm also hallucinating, let's go into the room."

Tong Xiaosong: ...?

He followed Zhixian into the room, and the strange feeling still lingered.

Why did Zhixian suddenly change his attitude?

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, Tong Xiaosong tensed up even more.

Nothing happened that night.

The next morning when they went to school, Wang Yu also came out with his schoolbag on his back and greeted Tong Xiaosong.

Tong Xiaosong just ignored him, but he didn't care, and followed the two of them like a puppy.

When approaching the school, Zhixian looked back and said coldly, "Let me give you a piece of advice, stay away from us."

Wang Yu not only refused to listen, but also rolled his eyes at Zhixian: "I rent a house, I can live wherever I want!"

Tong Xiaosong thinks Wang Yu is so annoying, Zhixian must be angry again.

He secretly looked at Zhixian, and unexpectedly found that Zhixian had no angry expression on his face, and was even smiling.

That kind of smile is not a sneer or a fake smile, but a kind of... a bad smile that sees the prey fall into the trap?

Tong Xiaosong silently lowered his eyes, did Zhixian do something?love at the touch of a button

No way, he's been with Zhixian all the time, it's impossible for him to do anything in his free time.

And now Wang Yu is fine too.

He was wrong... right?

***

"What!? That shameless Wang Yu moved to your next door?" Wumabo said with a broken face, "I, I'll settle accounts with him in a while! Tell him to come back!"

Zhixian chuckled, lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "The house he rents, he lives wherever he likes, you care so much? Where he lives is his freedom."

Everyone: ...?

Wumabo laughed dryly: "Haha... ha... Are you kidding me?"

Zhixian raised his eyelids, looked directly at Wumabo, and said, "I'm serious."

Wumabo: ...Why do you have a bad feeling?

Wen Dong: ...bad premonition +1

Seeing that the two people on the opposite side did not dare to ask further questions, Tong Xiaosong felt that he had to speak up.

Although Wang Yu is really annoying, if Zhixian wants to beat Wang Yu, he will definitely not stop him.

But... the way his three former roommates died flashed through his mind, and a chill ran down his back. Wang Yu couldn't be more guilty of death!

And it was such a cruel way to die.

"Zhixian, why are you so generous all of a sudden?"

Zhixian raised his eyebrows, stared at Tong Xiaosong with a smile, and asked, "In your heart, am I a narrow-minded person?"

Tong Xiaosong: ...It seems that I said something wrong.

"I mean, I mean you... don't you want to hit Wang Yu? I want to hit him."

"I don't want to hit him." Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhixian said with a smile: "I want to kill him."

Everyone: ...!

Seeing the terrified expressions of the three people, Zhixian smiled again, and said softly: "But in a society ruled by law now, murdering and breaking the law, I won't be so impulsive, I just bear it."

Everyone: ... believe your nonsense.

At this time, a person stood by their table, looked up, and saw Wang Yu holding a bunch of Coke.

Wumabo stared blankly at Wang Yu, and murmured: "I can't save you..."

Wang Yu didn't care what Wumabo said, all his attention was on Tong Xiaosong, he smiled and put the Coke in his arms on the table: "I invite you to drink Coke!"

As he spoke, he took out a fresh rose from his bosom, tied it to the Coke bottle, and pushed the bottle of Coke in front of Tong Xiaosong: "Flowers match beauty."

Everyone: ...

Zhixian smiled: "Your flowers match...my beauty?"

Tong Xiaosong's eyelids twitched, he returned the Coke with a cold face, got up and said, "I'm full, Zhixian, let's go."

Zhixian responded, and stood up. After getting up, he looked at Wang Yu and smiled: "You have a peach blossom face, you have a happy event recently, and I wish you congratulations in advance."

Wang Yu: ...?

Everyone: ...

Tong Xiaosong tugged on Zhixian's clothes, and said in a low voice: "If you are really angry, let's beat him up."

Zhixian smiled and said: "Why am I angry, don't be angry, his fate has come, not you, let's go."

After the two left, Wang Yu sat down and asked strangely, "What's wrong with him? Is he talking nonsense?"

Wumabo broke down and said, "I'm so damn convinced of you! Can you stop messing with Zhixian? You like Tong Xiaosong so much? How the hell didn't I see that you liked Tong Xiaosong so much? Don't fight with Zhixian Alright, okay!"

Wang Yu made a cold face unwillingly: "I'm not vindictive, I just like Tong Xiaosong! What's so good about Zhixian? Green tea is in tea, white lotus in flowers, he can do anything besides pretending, he knows how to smile every day It's disgusting to watch without smiling, how can it be worthy of the innocent and innocent Tong Xiaosong!"

Wumabo let out a long sigh: "Tong Xiaosong is not naive, the naive is you, my child! Dad really can't save you!"

Wen Dong sighed: "Wang Yu, you misunderstood Zhixian. We admit that he didn't have any sincerity in his smile. It was because you coveted Tong Xiaosong, so he hated you, but based on what we have experienced together in the past Say, he's a good man, he's done good things."

Wang Yu didn't believe it: "Good guy? What did you go through together? What good things did he do? You tell me and I'll listen."

Wen Dong: ...

Wumabo wanted to confess to Wang Yu, he said, "Do you believe in ghosts in this world?"

Wang Yu sneered: "I fucking believe your crap!"

Wumabo: ...

Wen Dong Fu forehead, never been so sad.

Wumabo rubbed his face and took a deep breath: "Forget it, we can't save you, I will go and burn incense for you next year, so farewell..."

***

On the way back to the teaching building, Tong Xiaosong hesitated for a long time, but still asked.

"Zhixian, you said that Wang Yu's fate has come, is it true?"

Zhixian laughed, "Of course it's true."

Tong Xiaosong looked at Zhixian carefully, with some doubts in his eyes: "...but you smile, it's very strange."

"Strange?" Zhixian touched the corner of his mouth with his finger with a smile: "Is there? I'm obviously happy. He probably won't have time to pester you in a few days."

Tong Xiaosong breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine, as long as he doesn't bother him and doesn't die, everything is fine.

***

That night, Wang Yu was arranging his clothes while making phone calls and complaining about Zhixian with his friends.

"You didn't see that Zhixian, he is very hypocritical, don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, he obviously hates me, but still smiles at me, it's a shame to have him among men!"

As he spoke, he took out a bright red apron from the pile of clothes, and looked at it suspiciously.

Where did it come from?

And...it seems to have been worn.

He leaned closer and sniffed, and a burst of fragrance entered his nose. He took a deep breath and his eyes instantly blurred: "I have something to do, so I won't talk to you for now."

The other end of the call was puzzled: "What's the matter? Why do you feel that your tone is a bit wrong..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yu had already hung up the phone.

His brain was foggy, his eyes were straightened, and he slowly turned and walked towards the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, sat a woman in a red dress, with slender eyebrows, phoenix eyes and red lips, with a curvy figure, hot and attractive.

The red figure was reflected in Wang Yu's eyes, as if everything else around him had disappeared, he murmured fascinatedly: "You are so beautiful..."