He was Yu Chu's target.
Ji Chen.
The young man sat casually on the window, his pale and beautiful face turned around, revealing a pair of dark eyes, as if entwined with some dead breath.
He tilted his head and looked at Yu Chu, he seemed a little hesitant, then raised his delicate eyebrows and blinked his long eyelashes, "Can you see me?"
Yu Chu said, "... yes."
The young man was stunned for a few seconds, then pursed his slender and light-colored lips, as if he was very interested for a moment.
Holding the window sill with his slender white hands, he jumped down lightly and walked towards Yu Chu.
Although the ghost was quite beautiful except for his pale skin, Yu Chu's calf still trembled, and he said in a low voice, "You, don't come here."
The voice was crying.
Sure enough, the young man stopped in his tracks, squinted his beautiful eyes, and looked at her with an unclear expression.
"Are you afraid of me?" he asked.
Fucking nonsense, just ask if you are afraid of ghosts.
Yu Chu swallowed hard, stared at his beautiful face for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth, shook his head and said, "No... I'm not afraid of you."
She took a breath, and quickly said:
"I'm here to help you."
The young man raised his hand and put his index finger against his lips. His slender fingers and light-colored soft lips actually showed a hint of sexy temptation. He seemed very interested, staring straight at her: "Help me what?"
He glanced at the blood on the girl's feet, a trace of disgust flashed in his beautiful eyes, and said slowly:
"I've had my revenge."
Yu Chumo.
She knew that she had reported it.
She knew Ji Chen.
No - to be precise, the original owner of this body knew Ji Chen.
The original owner and Ji Chen are in the same high school.
It's just that Ji Chen is a well-known school girl, and there are so many love letters that the drawers can't fit in every day, and the original owner is just a little transparent in the school.
Ji Chen is a myth in the school.
But when he was eighteen years old, an accident happened.
Yu Chu, who has a system plug-in, saw with his own eyes, like a movie, that Ji Chen frowned and went to help his drunk father, but was swung away by the other party.
The boy stood by the stairs, and before he had time to stabilize his body, he fell down the high stairs. His head hit the corner of the handrail, blood flowed instantly, and his beautiful face turned pale instantly.
He held onto the railing with his slender, white fingers and tried hard, but he didn't have the strength to stand up again.
But he didn't cry out for pain at all, a pair of pitch-black eyes stared in the direction of the upstairs, silently.
Everyone only knew that Ji Chen had a wealthy family and excellent grades, and he was born to stand on the altar.
But no one knew that when Ji Chen was young, he often saw his mother being beaten to death by his drunken father. In the end, when the woman chose to end her life with a bottle of pesticide, there was only little Ji Chen standing beside her helplessly.
A relieved smile as she watched her die.
When Ji Chen grew up, he hardly communicated with his father. He still doesn't have the power to expose his father's crimes and let him get the punishment he deserves, but he wants to leave the world silently in the same way.
He knew very well that this time, his father could still use money and power to escape sanctions.
Just like back then.
At the last second of his life, the young man's delicate face lost all color, and his pale face reflected the blood bubbling behind his head, but he slowly smiled.
Laugh mockingly.
— If possible, I would like revenge.
personally.
— come back for revenge.