Ghost Chronicle in May

In the evening, when Duan Wuyang returned to the dormitory after work, the rest of the people in the dormitory also came back together. After a while of quarreling, everyone went to do their own things, picking up girls, playing games, reading books ...

Duan Wuyang looked at them, feeling hot in his heart. Although he didn't know what would happen in the future, at least he had these brothers by his side now. He thought of his lonely state of mind before, and felt a little funny.

Afterwards, Duan Wuyang played the game for a while, then climbed into bed and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, when Duan Wuyang was sleeping drowsily, he suddenly felt the weight of a body pressing on him. It was so heavy that he almost couldn't breathe in his sleep.

The weight on his body became heavier and heavier, and Duan Wuyang, who was a little out of breath, opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a familiar face in the hazy night.

Duan Wuyang's bed was facing the window, and the faint moonlight poured down from the window. Although the moonlight was very weak, Duan Wuyang could still clearly see the outline of the man's facial features.

... Meng Jun's return?

Duan Wuyang's brain hadn't completely escaped from sleep, it was still chaotic, so when he saw Meng Jungui's face, he didn't react, he just stared at the face in front of him in bewilderment.

until……

The man lowered his head slowly, and the fiery breath sprayed on Duan Wuyang's face, causing Duan Wuyang to tremble slightly. When the man's warm lips finally stuck to Duan Wuyang's lips, Duan Wuyang finally gave a sharp pause and woke up.

He opened his eyes wide and saw Meng Jungui lying on top of him, with his head slightly lowered, the hair on his forehead was disheveled, blocking all his expressions, all Duan Wuyang could see and feel was Meng Jungui wantonly tossing and turning lips.

Meng Jungui's temperature seemed to reach directly from his lips to Duan Wuyang's cool skin exposed in the air, making Duan Wuyang couldn't help trembling physically and mentally. I don't know if Meng Jungui who was lying on him felt the same way, Duan Wuyang seemed to be in a haze Hearing Meng Jungui's vague sigh, it was so ethereal and light that it was almost inaudible.

But Duan Wuyang heard it by chance, this faint sigh made him tremble in the deepest part of his heart, and even his scalp was a little numb.

What kind of feeling is this...

Duan Wuyang stared blankly at Meng Jungui's face lying on top of him. His first reaction was, if this was a dream, it would be great if he could not wake up from the dream...

Is this really a dream?

Is this really just a dream?

A dream that originated from the unspeakable delusion in the deepest part of his heart and ended in an insurmountable moat between the two?

A... spring dream?

If it was really just a dream, if everything in front of him was really just a dream, if the Meng Jungui in front of him was just his imagination, then why, the temperature of Meng Jungui in front of him was so real?Why is his kiss so warm and real?

But if it wasn't a dream, how could Meng Jungui, who shouldn't be here, appear on his bed in the middle of the night?

and many more……

In the middle of the night?

Duan Wuyang was startled suddenly, the original ambiguous and charming emotions disappeared in an instant, now it is the middle of the night, how could Meng Jungui appear on his bed?Duan Wuyang, who had gradually calmed down after the heat of his head, had already realized that this was not a dream. He had always been able to distinguish between reality and dreams very well. What's more, since he came to Z University, he hadn't had a dream for a long time.

This is not a dream.

Meng Jungui lying on Duan Wuyang's body was so real, the weight of his body and the temperature between his lips made Duan Wuyang not want to push him away for a moment, but after calming down, Duan Wuyang knew that something was wrong and immediately wanted to push him away. .

But he couldn't push it away, Duan Wuyang was stunned for a moment, what he touched with his hands was the real body, with texture and warmth, but he couldn't push it at all, the opponent was almost as heavy as a mountain.

Is it...

Did he meet the legendary ghost press?

However, the ghost press doesn't seem to be like this...

While Duan Wuyang was in a daze, something even more unexpected happened. The man's hand reached into the quilt and touched his waist... The man's hand was very warm, which was the temperature of a normal person. Ghosts should not have it. such a temperature.

Just as Duan Wuyang was in a daze, the man had already squeezed into the quilt, his hands lingered wantonly on the skin under his thin clothes, and his skin trembled wherever he went.

Duan Wuyang was very surprised, what's going on now?what is going on?

At this time, Duan Wuyang remembered that there were five other people in the dormitory, he immediately glanced at the second bed opposite the bed from the corner of his eye, but only saw the back of the second child sleeping soundly under the quilt, Duan Wuyang was anxious, He was about to yell, but he suddenly thought, if this "person" is really just a ghost, what if he yells so that other people in the dormitory think he is insane?

Just when Duan Wuyang was hesitating, one hand had already broken through the line of defense and stretched into Duan Wuyang's loose casual pants. daydream!On weekdays, other people talk in their sleep and grind their teeth less at night!

Duan Wuyang gritted his teeth, and was about to shout, but suddenly found that he couldn't speak.

It was as if a cloud of air was stuck in his throat, preventing him from making any sound.

At this time, the man's fingertips had already touched Duan Wuyang's chrysanthemum, which was completely different from the temperature of the man's palm. His fingertips were so cold that Duan Wuyang couldn't help but tighten the chrysanthemum.

Worst of all, he couldn't cry out, struggled and couldn't move at all...

Just when Duan Wuyang's heart felt cold, a burst of relaxing melody suddenly pierced the silence of the night.

Duan Wuyang was taken aback, and it took him a while to realize that it was his cell phone beside the pillow that rang.

The ringtone of the cell phone was still ringing, but the melody that usually sounded very familiar was very strange at the moment, it took Duan Wuyang a long time to realize that it was his cell phone ringtone.

"Day! Who's on the phone!" The second child on the opposite bed turned over and yelled in a low voice dissatisfied.

"Grass, let no one sleep. In the first half of the night, someone kept grinding their teeth and snoring, and finally fell asleep and was woken up again..."

Listening to other complaints in the dormitory, Duan Wuyang immediately reached out to touch the cell phone next to the pillow and broke it.

At this time, Duan Wuyang suddenly discovered that the weight that was originally on his body disappeared.

Duan Wuyang lay on the bed blankly, looking at the white ceiling, only felt a chill down his spine.

He silently glanced at the caller ID on the phone screen, but saw a word in his note - Meng.

Duan Wuyang is very lazy. He always only uses other people’s surnames when making notes on his mobile phone. Anyway, he doesn’t know many people, and there are very few people with duplicate surnames. Even if there are duplicates, he will change the second one with the same surname to the name. the second character of .

But he only knew one person surnamed Meng.

——Meng Jun returns.