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45.

It was completely dark.

After one brake, he parked the car at the gate of the community.

"I'll walk you a few steps"

I sighed, what should I say.I am a person with a low bottom line, and with his unquestionable tone, I didn't stop him.So I walked in front, and he kept half a step away from me and followed closely.

to the unit door.I still didn't want to talk, and I didn't really want him to go upstairs (my house can't accept guests), so I stopped.I was thinking about how to ask him to go back, but he turned my shoulder and looked at me, sighing.Even though his back was facing the street lamp, I still felt the helplessness in his expression.

I lowered my head. Is there really no need to be so awkward? After all, I also nodded at the movie and said it was okay to watch, but I still lost my temper here.Just as I was thinking of saying something to express my apologies, he moved a little closer. I thought he was going to hug me or kiss me, and the deer bumped wildly.

46.

But he just rubbed my head, "Send you here, good night", although it is far less intimate than expected, but I still bump into the deer.He said "um" in a small voice, and added "good night"

Ah, what a shame.Thinking, hurriedly opened the door, slammed the door and went in.I don't know what his last expression was.

——Does Qi Ming like me today?

47.

Impulsive for a while, he turned to Shura Field.

I am alone.In a quiet corridor.

I looked at the elevator in front of me, and the red number just stopped at "4". After pressing down, I felt scared, and I took two steps back.I placed my hope on the stairs again, but when I looked up, there was a dim light. The damn voice-activated lights only went up to the second floor, and then I had to make another sound to call the lights on the second floor to light up.So if I take the stairs, it's like walking into darkness.I walked out quickly, Qi Ming was gone.

I am inexplicably afraid, it seems that this ghost movie casts a huge shadow on me.

He hesitated to take out the phone.Would it be too much trouble to call him now?But I'm so scared, he will be responsible for me!The two kinds of ideas were at odds with each other. I originally wanted to do an ideological struggle or bite the bullet and go upstairs, but there were several gusts of evil wind, and the rustling of trees, grass, and flowers made my palms so cold.Everything looks weird.

Gritting his teeth, he finally dialed the phone (the last time he secretly saved it with his business card), the dog's life is the most important thing, so what are you doing with your reserve and face?I really want to cry.

48.

Fortunately, the call was connected quickly, he first said "Hello?" and asked me "Are you upstairs yet?"Suddenly my nose was sour, and I still cried out, probably because I was scared.

"Same name" I called him.

"exist"

"Equal name"

"exist"

...

"Equal name"

"Zhen Nan"

"Pfft" I finally laughed out loud.

I heard him also heaved a sigh of relief, and felt warm in my heart.

Then he asked me "what's wrong?"

"...I" was vague and didn't want to tell the truth. An adult man in his 20s was too scared to go home by a ghost movie he hadn't finished watching. What's the matter?

I don't know if he heard my choking, or heard the wind, and suddenly asked me, "Are you afraid to go upstairs?"

I didn't speak, but obviously, he has a very high understanding ability (otherwise, why would I like him), and immediately answered, "Don't hang up, I will keep talking, wait for me."

My tears suddenly fell more fiercely.

"Well" I answered him.

It turned out that I wasn't scared, the caring when I was helpless will defeat all the pretended strength.

"If you're a real man, don't cry." A sentence that was obviously very exciting to me made me cry even harder.So I heard the familiar laughter again, with some helplessness like "I really don't think I'm a real man."

"Stop talking." I choked up and retorted intermittently, "You are always so annoying when you talk."

"Okay, let's talk about something else." He cleared his throat, "Is it really difficult for you to come up with a name? I read your novels, and people's names are all 'Zhuang Bi' and 'Shi Zhizhang'. I thought If you change the homonym, can everyone not see your bad taste?" He suppressed a smile and finished the whole sentence, and then continued to ramble, "So, my name matches you well, and it is the same as what you say in your heart."

Listening to his self-centered and detoured summary, he felt quite reasonable, and was speechless for a while, holding his mobile phone, his heart beating wildly.

"You talk a lot, it doesn't match your face at all"

"It's okay, it's fine with you"

I heard the voice was very close, then rubbed my tear-filled eyes, and saw him standing in front of me clearly, here he is, finally.

I think I should go for a medical checkup to see if I have irregular heartbeat.Otherwise, why is my heartbeat so abnormal today.

——Does Qi Ming like me today?

"Why are you more timid than a girl?" "Crying like this after watching a movie?" "Why does the more you cry, the more serious you are? I'm here, are you still afraid? Then I'll stand here, and you can beat me casually to calm down." will forget about the scary ghost"

My pearls are connected. "You are the devil"

——I don’t know, anyway, I like him even more.

He suddenly put me in his arms, "Nonsense, I will drive away all the ghosts for you." Then he supported my shoulders, put a distance between us, raised his hand to wipe my face, and I wiped my nose Tears flicked on his hands, and he specially fastened his beautiful and possibly expensive suit.I was so caring when I was so angry and scared that I lost my mind, it's really great, praise myself.

Mainly, I am also worried that I will not be able to accompany it if it is really dirty.

I don't care if I lose too much embarrassment, so now I throw myself into his arms again with red eyes.

"Are you still afraid?" I buried myself in his neck and shook my head.There are too few opportunities for this kind of intimacy, and the feeling of hugging is so good, I think it is still necessary to grasp it well, so it is only natural and pitiful to hug him.

"Let's take you upstairs." I didn't make a sound, I didn't want to let go of this short-lived warmth. "I'm so scared, I'll sleep with you"

Indeed, holding it all the time is not a problem, so I reluctantly let go and went home.

Nervous, taking my sweetheart home...albeit in an awkward situation.

48.

But when I opened the door, I suddenly remembered what kind of bear my house was.

It's over, and now he may not only doubt my guts, but also my taste.