When he came out, the audience had dispersed, and the corridor was empty. The old doorman didn’t even turn on the overhead light to save electricity, and only the wall lamp was left with a dim yellow light. Lin Yan’s face was so pale that he didn’t have a trace of blood. He suddenly felt like someone in a horror movie The male protagonist, in a twisted corridor, stumbled while leaning on the wall.
The professor's memory made him fall into deep fear. Behind him was a ghost, a murderer who put people to death in a cruel and bloody way. He didn't even dare to turn his head. The masked ghost smiled sinisterly and said: It's your turn.
Lin Yan's breathing became heavier and heavier, and when he couldn't help but want to run away, someone pushed his shoulders hard against the wall, and his body was turned around. Lin Yan raised his head and closed his eyes tightly.
"Stay away from me." Lin Yan said dejectedly, "...I don't want to die so ugly."
He bit his lip and pushed Xiao Yu away, but the ghost relentlessly entangled him, sucking his neck fiercely. Lin Yan turned his head and stubbornly refused to look at him. He felt that he should be afraid at this moment, but he couldn't even understand the feeling in his heart, and felt a little sour. After thinking for a while, Lin Yan realized that the emotion at this time was called disappointment.
He was actually disappointed by a ghost.
"...Lin Yan..." Xiao Yu seemed to be in a hurry. He gently shook Lin Yan's body, slid his hand down from his shoulder, and paused on Lin Yan's flat and slender wrist. He pressed his thumb on his pulse, as if he was listening. As if his heart was beating, he clasped Lin Yan's hands for a while, interlocking his fingers.
The cold hands seemed to be made of fine porcelain, and the fingers felt cold for a while.
"Why are you so ruthless? Even if they come into your tomb to commit heinous crimes, it's fine if you scare them away. You let a woman kill her husband and then commit suicide by cutting off her neck. Why are you so ruthless!" Lin Yan dragged Xiao Yu His hands were shaking, his throat was a little hoarse, and what was lingering in his mind was actually the appearance of this ghost. In the temple, he desperately protected the little wooden figure, and in the car he lay on his chest obediently. When he pressed his knee during the stage fright and said trust me, Lin Yan thought that there must be something wrong with him, otherwise why would he feel inexplicably wronged because of a ghost's unscrupulousness
The strength of this ghost is incomparable, Lin Yan couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled, Xiao Yu pressed him up, his cold body pressed him against the wall, Lin Yan lowered his head helplessly, but Xiao Yu pulled his back Chin, sucking thinly along the lips.
"I owe you for disturbing your sleep." Lin Yan said wearily, "Know each other once, and leave me a dead body."
Xiao Yu's voice was a little eager, and he said in a hoarse voice: "... I don't want to hurt you." After finishing speaking, he seemed to be unable to think of another sentence, so he stepped back a few steps, grabbed Lin Yan's hand, and held it in the palm of his hand. One stroke at a time, he wrote: "They should be damned."
Lin Yan withdrew his hand, stepped back while shaking his head, turned around and started running staggeringly along the corridor, couldn't help but turn back after tens of meters, the ghost was still standing where he was, the hem of the bloody coat fluttering in the wind , looking at him lonely and desolately.
Lin Yan suddenly couldn't move anymore, and felt a pain somewhere in his heart. As he said, this ghost never hurt him. Instead, they, in the name of research, destroyed the only shelter of this ghost. , the objects he loved during his lifetime, and the last memories before his death were all put into the museum, and since then he has become a lonely soul wandering in the world, sitting at the gate of the ruined temple like a wild ghost in the west mountain with no one to collect his body in the raining weather Wait for a steamed bun, or wait for someone who takes him away.
Isn't ghosts supposed to knock on doors in the middle of the night and kill people? Lin Yan knew he was talking angry, but he just couldn't control it. He thought Xiao Yu should be a good person, Lin Yan thought, maybe he was just lonely and resentful for too long.
... Lin Yan recalled the thought just now in surprise, he... is he making excuses for this ghost
It's all messed up, this time it's all messed up.
Lin Yan stood for a while, then walked back slowly, the ghost seemed to be stunned, and waited until Lin Yan was standing in front of him before reaching out hesitantly to pull him into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lin Yan... "I have to think about every word for a long time, but this ghost followed him with determination, and said slowly: "Don't go."
Xiao Yu hugged his waist tightly, and gently rubbed his forehead against the socket of his neck, like a tame big cat came to beg for forgiveness from its master after stealing dried fish. Lin Yan couldn't get rid of him, the two of them chattered for a long time in the dark corridor, opened their eyes angrily, and yelled at the ghost under his breath: "Why are you stuck like gum and you can't shake it off!"
Lin Yan pushed Xiao Yu's hair back, revealing a handsome face, the ghost lowered his eyes and dared not look at him, Lin Yan looked at him, laughed angrily, and turned sideways He said softly, "Why do you have to follow me?"
"… you like me?"
Xiao Yu's expression relaxed, but his hands hugged him even tighter. He quickly glanced at Lin Yan, his eyes were clearly shining with anticipation.
Lin Yan inserted his fingers into Xiao Yu's hair and smoothed it down, pausing on his back. In the past, scholars could do everything from horseback riding to archery. His back muscles are very strong. Lin Yan was stunned. Covering up with a sigh: "It's my fault, I picked up a ghost after a good archaeological practice."
Lin Yan embraced Xiao Yu's shoulders, and looked at him seriously: "Xiao Yu, you can stay if you want, I will admit how much you harmed me, and the people around me can't move, not even one, or I'll just leave now Go to the monk and take you in."
A soft kiss landed on the side of his face, Lin Yan smiled, he knew that for Xiao Yu, this kind of reaction was a promise to him. After getting used to the naughty intimacy, he actually felt at ease. The voltage in the corridor was unstable, and the dim yellow wall lamps were on and off. If it was normal, he would definitely want to go far away along the scene of a horror movie. Today, he is not afraid of anything. Is it really more terrifying to be entangled by a life-threatening ghost? Lin Yan held his long hair in his hand, and said helplessly, "I'm fussing with ghosts about moral cultivation. Let's go, go home, take a shower and change clothes. It's not time to go on like this. Brother, half his life will be scared to death by you."
On the way home, Lin Yan recalled the expression on the PSP man's face eating shit, whistling happily while listening to the CD, and from time to time glanced out of the corner of his eye at the passenger seat that looked like a murder scene, Xiao Yu was pillowing on his mung bean frog Cushions dozed off. Lin Yan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth secretly. Since Weiwei left, no one had accompanied him home for more than half a year. While waiting for the red light, Lin Yan raised his hand to push away the dust that fell from Xiao Yu's face. With disheveled hair, the ghost was drowsy. He opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yan. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he closed them again after a while.
In fact... a bit like a Tibetan Mastiff, Lin Yan was happy in his heart. He could probably look after the house if he obeyed the breeding guidelines. Anyway, there are still two months left, which is enough for him to investigate slowly. If it's not possible... find the monk Just send him away.
Lin Yan's expression froze, his heart twitched slightly, and he didn't dare to think about it.
Later, Lin Yan regretted it. He discovered that this person from ancient times besides being able to read, write, calligraphy, draw a fan, act like a ghost, scare people and choke his neck, had other characteristics that made him laugh and cry. When I got home at 9:00 p.m., the small red light on the phone’s voice prompt to leave a message kept flashing. Lin Yan picked it up and listened. The first message was from a little Taoist priest, saying he had arrived home safely, and the second message was from Yin Zhou, who said that the search of the database still had no progress. , but a relative brought a very effective amulet when he traveled to Lingyin Temple, and asked Lin Yan if he needed it.
Lin Yan held the receiver and hesitated for a while, then replied: There are new clues in the lecture, and we are waiting for news, we will meet and talk.
"The amulet... I don't need it for the time being." As she said that, she turned around with a guilty conscience, and a silhouette could be vaguely seen in the dark living room, Xiao Yu was leaning on the sofa and waiting for him.
Lin Yan hung up the phone, jumped and dragged Xiao Yu to the bathroom, after wiping the bathtub and putting the hot water on, Lin Yan pulled the waterproof curtain, and said: "Hand out the clothes later, wash them if they are all bloody. It's not clean, just throw it away, you wear mine."
"Call me if the water gets cold."
Xiao Yu didn't move, Lin Yan wanted to go out, but after taking two steps, he followed again.
Lin Yan turned his head and opened his eyes wide: "You have to follow me for just an hour? Is it okay if I wait for you outside, I can't run away, don't worry."
Xiao Yu glanced at the bathtub, then naturally raised her arms and stretched them out.
Lin Yan didn't understand what it meant, recalled the scene of the TV series for a long time, and tentatively said, "You... you don't need a little maid, do you?"
Xiao Yu really nodded his head lightly. Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past Lin Yan's heart. He couldn't help shouting: "My family doesn't have one! You're such an adult, you can do it yourself!"
"Hey, don't push yourself!"
Lin Yan stomped at a ghost in his bathroom, Xiao Yu looked at him leisurely with an expression of a mountain collapsed in front of his eyes without changing his face.
After all kinds of efforts failed, Lin Yan angrily took off the straight shirt that he had been wearing all night, threw it on the chair, and gave Xiao Yu a hard push on the forehead: "Wait, brother, go change your clothes, and come back to serve Xiao Yu." Master take a bath and change clothes."
Ten minutes later, Lin Yanjin appeared in the bathroom with his flip flops. The ghost stood there obediently. The blood-stained shirt was strange and inexplicable in the light. There was no shadow under his feet, and he bowed his head abruptly. Standing, with jet-black hair covering most of his face, Lin Yan would have run out in fright two weeks ago, but now... Lin Yan sighed, took a towel and put it on his shoulders, and relieved himself. Open Xiao Yu's belt.
When the bloody clothes fell to the ground, Lin Yan instinctively turned his face away and didn't dare to look at him. For a moment, his mind was filled with the horrors of a dead man's intestines and stomachs. The rotten abdomen exposed thick bones, red new flesh, black rotting flesh... Xiao Yu lifted Lin Yan's chin with his fingers and forced him to turn his head. Lin Yan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and fixed his eyes on Xiao Yu.
Unexpectedly, there was no bloody hole as imagined, no bones, what Lin Yan presented was a beautiful body, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, tight and strong muscles, long messy hair hanging down to his waist. Lin Yan blushed. Ever since he was teased by this ghost to the point of self-blasphemy last time, he had no choice but to accept the fact that he had feelings for men. However, the scene in front of him was absolutely vivid, and he was in his twenties. Coupled with the state of abstinence for more than half a year, Lin Yan couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart, saying that spending time with this ancestor would really kill him.
The hot water in the bathtub was full, and soon the whole room was covered with milky white mist. Lin Yan tried the water temperature, stared at the wall behind Xiao Yu's shoulder, and whispered, "It's okay, you can wash it." After speaking, her face blushed again, and she pointed at Xiao Yu: "That... pants, you take off yourself."