Love and tyrant loses their screen name

【1】

When Lian woke up in a daze, all the wounds and pains on her body disappeared without a trace.

Wearing a burnt white bathrobe, he was sitting on a big rock, leaning against a verdant sycamore tree, and he was in a daze.

In the few memories he had left, he could only think of a majestic fire, the thick black smoke covered everything around him, and the unnatural firelight swallowed everything into his stomach, including pity himself.

It took three full days for Lian to realize that he had already died in the fire and was now a wandering ghost.

He got up and stepped on the ground lightly, without physical restraints, as if he could fly up at any time. This feeling was a bit strange, so he decided to wander around. After all, being a ghost is not an experience that everyone can have after death.

Lian looked around and saw that the surroundings were barren, and occasionally there were two or three stone tombstones standing on the ground. He glanced at them, either saying "Atonement" or "Suppression", or "The corpse of the magician has been disposed of". It is the uneven grave mound, and there is no stele like him.

It seemed that he was dug a hole randomly and buried in the cemetery, and those inscriptions showed that no good people were buried in this place.

Lian was not touched by the fact that he was a bad person when he was alive. People are dead, and what they do with those moral standards can't bring him back to life.

He wandered around, stepping on other people's graves with extremely low quality and looked into the distance, but there was nothing outside, only the endless forest.

Lian walked slowly, walked to the edge of the cemetery, and was suddenly bounced back by a strong force. Fortunately, the ghost couldn't feel the pain. He patted the corner of his clothes, got up strangely, and stretched out his hand to touch the layer of an invisible enchantment, and then his finger was electrified.

It hurts a little now, the pain that touches the soul and body.

"Hiss." He murmured.

There are faint black lines rippling from the surface of the enchantment, like circles swayed by water waves.

"That's the 'tent', you can't get out. "The strange man's voice sounded low behind him.

Lian was taken aback, and turned her head in amazement.

A handsome black-haired man—to be more specific, it should be a male ghost. He sat on the tombstone, with nowhere to put his long legs, so he could only rest on the grave in aggrieved way. When he saw Kamo Rei, he raised his eyebrows, " Miss, you're new here—"

"I'm not a woman." Lian frowned fiercely.

Now it was Shi'er's turn to be surprised. He sized up the face of the guy in front of him. His overly long blond hair hung down his shoulders, blocking his sharp facial features. His delicate facial features made him look indistinguishable.

It wasn't until the man's eyes touched the obvious bulge on the other's neck that he slowly lowered his eyelids, "Man."

Then he snorted boredly, got up and left.

pity:?

Ghosts can also be angry, okay?

Lian's eyes narrowed slightly, his fist was faster than his brain, the man in front paused, as if he felt something, he quickly turned around to block, crossed his arms, and abruptly blocked the young man's full blow.

"What are you doing..." Shi Er frowned impatiently, and with an irresistible strength and speed, he pinned the raiding blond youth to the ground, and raised his fists high——

Then he saw this guy looking up at him expressionlessly, a dark light flashed in his golden eyes, Shi Er froze, was pressed by the young man, sat on his stomach, and gave this guy viciously With a punch in the face, the scar on the corner of the lip was torn instantly. The ghost didn't feel pain, but it didn't mean it wasn't injured.

"I hate it when someone misidentifies my gender." Lian lowered her head and looked at the man, her soft blond hair fell from her shoulders with the gravity, and just swept to the side of Shi'er's face.

Shi Er's eyes were in a trance, the young man's cheeks were hidden in the shadow of the backlight, and the sun was shining brightly behind him, shining on the ends of his hair, as if they had merged into one.

After being trapped in this ghostly place for more than ten years, there is no one around, and there are sealed corpses. Suddenly seeing a living guy, Shi Er felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

The man rubbed the corner of his lips with his hand, and said, "Sorry."

The young man looked at him for a while, then slowly got up, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"My name is Lian." He said politely, "It's the first time we meet, we will be neighbors from now on, please take care of me."

"..." Shi'er said slowly, "My name seems to be Shi'er." It's been so long that he can't remember clearly.

"Er." Kamo Rei nodded, expressing that he remembered.

"Pity." Shi Er tilted his head, and said with a smirk, "Your name also looks like a woman."

Lian raised her eyebrows angrily, only to hear the man chuckle slightly, "But I will remember it very firmly, new neighbor."

【2】

The two ghosts had nothing to do at the grave. After all, they didn't need to sleep, and they didn't have entertainment facilities. They spent most of their time trying to see who was the best fighter.

Shier is used to fighting with intuition, while Lian prefers to fight with his brain.

However, ghosts are not afraid of pain or death, and in the end, those who rely on intuition to fight have the upper hand, and the pity wins less and loses more.

After fighting each other 182 times, both of them were completely tired of this way of killing time. They stayed under the sycamore tree every day, watching the sun during the day, the stars and the moon at night, and the snow in winter from the spring green shoots above their heads. Squirrels who get lost occasionally can't see other living people at all, and they don't even have the fun of being ghosts and scaring people.

One night in autumn, Kamo Rei was peeling off the veins of a dead leaf with a twig. The moonlight shone on his long golden hair, coating his body with a layer of fluffy white edges. His whole body seemed to be glowing.

"Lian." Shi Er suddenly said, this guy sat next to Lian and didn't make a sound for several days, the young man who was concentrating on it was frightened, and the fragile leaves instantly shattered into slag.

He gasped and turned his head angrily, "What are you doing!"

The man propped his face with one hand, full of smiles, the handsome scar rose slightly under the pull of the corners of his lips, the corners of his sharp eyes were bent into a soft arc, Lian was stunned, quickly looking back at the past few weeks, he didn't seem to be The opponent sneaked up on him when he was leaning against the tree trunk and closed his eyes for a nap, and he didn't take the opportunity to surround the opponent in a circle of dead leaves and set fire to the ghost...

——Then why is this guy making such a weird expression?

Lian Shen wandered into the sky, and suddenly his chin was pinched by icy cold fingertips. He suddenly came back to his senses, and when he raised his head, he fell into eyes that were so quiet that people could drown.

Shi'er leaned over to get closer, and the cool ghostly air slapped Lian's cheeks, making the back of his neck slightly numb. Lian shrank his neck unconsciously, and was about to back subconsciously, but his head hit the tree with a bang , The golden leaves are swirling under the moonlight, like a colorful autumn rain.

There was a pleasant chuckle from the man's throat, he raised his arm and rubbed the back of Lian's head, and spoke slowly under his surprised eyes:

"Since it's so boring, why don't we have a relationship, pity."