Ji Xuan walked in through the wall, and the two hurriedly followed. He Jingyun still grotesquely crouched on the piano on the corner, motionless, and the first thing that Ji Xuan saw was the blood on the keyboard and the swelling and ulceration of He Jingyun. Ten fingers.

Ji Xuan stared at He Jingyun's hand, his eyes suddenly red, and he opened his lips, seemingly wanting to call He Jingyun's name, but overflowing from his throat is a sleepy beastly hoarseness. Back to Lin Feiran, Ji Xuan raised his hands and covered his face. Xu couldn't bear to look at it. Xu was tearing his tears. Then he stumbled toward He Jingyun and silently stumbled in front of He Jingyun.

"Ji... Xuan..." He Jingyun hangs his head and immerses himself in his memory, but still whispers that name.

Ji Xuan burst into tears, his hands trembled slowly toward He Jingyun, and touched the charcoal and gently touched He Jingyun's hand, and quickly separated, as if he was worried that he would hurt He Jingyun.

"You...how should you hurt?" Ji Xuan sighed almost unclear, crying like a child, he knows that He Jingyun's favorite thing is his hands, not only because his hand is the one he lives on. The important tool is also because He Jingyun’s hands are beautiful, and Ji Xuan has never seen a hand that is so beautiful.

It was a hand that had been carefully cared for by Ji Xuan. It might have been rubbing the handkerchief that Ji Xuan bought when he left the country last time. Maybe He Jingyun’s pocket still licks the pair that Ji Xuan gave him. Lambskin gloves, Ji Xuan still remembers that once cold, he personally warmed a large pot of milk to He Jingyun before going to sleep, the result was wasted by He Jingyun, Ji Xuan smiled by him, turned and asked to ask himself The skilled doctor has any herbs that are suitable for winter hand maintenance... It is such a baby that he cherishes such a cherished hand, but it is crushed by a group of vicious people as garbage, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

"How dare they..." Ji Xuan lost his soul and said to himself, and when he was blind, he became fierce and fierce.

Lin Feiran was shocked and thought that Ji Xuan had to be blackened. However, at this time, He Jingyun slowly raised his head, and the dead fish’s bulging eyes fixedly looked at Ji Xuan. He opened. Open your mouth and stretch your tongue and repeat it all over the place: "Ji Xuan..."

He Jingyun, who did not know the truth, still stayed in Ji Xuan’s betrayal of his own cognition, resentment and grievances.

"Jing Yun, how are you..." Ji Xuan looked incredulously at He Jingyun's congestion and swelling, and could not see the face of the past. Although he knew that He Jingyun was hanging up, the death would not look good, but he saw his own lover. With such a miserable appearance, no one can calm down. However, Ji Xuan swallowed the rest of the words. In the next second, he suddenly got up and put He Jingyun tightly into his arms. He said with a hoarse voice: "Jing Yun, I have not betrayed you, I have been forbidden by my father, invitations. I didn't send it to you. I knew it was already late. They thought that if you were gone, I would 'wake up'..." Ji Xuan said, using his face against He Jingyun’s shoulder, it seems to be He Jingyun’s clothes wiped his tears. He Jingyun, who was a little moved before a moment, calmed down after hearing these words. Ji Xuan continued to laugh and said, “But you died so badly, how can I live in the world. I hate them. I pretend to obey them, and then swear on the eve of the wedding, I can only be your groom, He Jingyun, I am looking for you in a big dress."

He Jingyun’s dead fish-like eyes ooze tears and flow down the swollen and **** cheeks. The scene doesn’t have any beauty in any way, only the strange and full violations, but Ji Xuan holds his posture. Like embracing the treasures of the world.

"I didn't even think about it myself. After I died, I became a devil... those who insulted you," Ji Xuan said, "The word is cold, and the word is faint." I put them one by one, all killed, I Torture them, watch them being scared by me, and when they are scared enough, they pinch their necks and slowly kill them. Maybe my resentment is too strong, I can touch their bodies... Jingyun, look at me."

Ji Xuan said, a little back and back, He Jingyun obediently looked at him with the turbid eyes. Ji Xuan began to open his neck, and showed his knife wound across his neck to He Jingyun.

"Jing Yun... I didn't lie to you." Ji Xuan said with tears. "This is my own cut."

"Hey..." He Jingyun was silent for a moment, bursting into a weird cry.

The two ghosts rejoined together and couldn’t tell who the cries were from. Lin Feiran took Gu Kaifeng and stood quietly watching them. They found that the two ghosts were crying, and their appearance became more and more Normal, especially before Ji Xuan has recovered a small part, his appearance now looks very much like a living person.

"Let me see your hand." Ji Xuan gently pushed He Jingyun, tears all over his knees in front of He Jingyun, with all the gentleness and care to hold He Jingyun's hands, starting from the little finger of the left hand, a root Kissed the past.

His expression was pious and affectionate, and the fingers that He Jingyun had kissed him changed back to the original, uninjured appearance. The fleshy fingers were again white and slender, and the jade was as refined and clean. He Jingyun’s face is slowly changing like a finger. Every time his finger recovers, He Jingyun’s face will look better. When ten fingers are restored to their original state, He Jingyun also changes back to the handsome and handsome. Look, the washed and ironed clothes are very clean, not stained with dust.

He Jingyun came out of the piano. He was shorter than Ji Xuan. He looked up to Ji Xuan with a slight sigh of relief. "You are late."

It seems that this is just a rare date before life.

"I am late." Ji Xuan looked back and turned back to the original He Jingyun, bitterly, "I have been late for decades."

He Jingyun's lips swelled up, as if a light note was parked in the shadow of his lips. The smile was as clear as a teenager, and he could not find the slightest grievance.

"It doesn't matter." He Jingyun said with a smile, "Jiao Da Shaoye is always late for appointment, I am used to it."

Ji Xuan bit his lip and once again hugged He Jingyun. The two ghosts hugged together in a pile of miscellaneous items in this dark and damp warehouse, but Lin Feiran felt this in his eyes. There is no sense of violation in the scene. After all, for them, everything outside is not important at all.

Because it is also a ghost, they have no problem in touching each other. They can touch each other's "entities" like humans. Lin Feiran looked at the moment and felt that there should be no need to intervene for the time being. I took the cuffs of Kaifeng and took him out of the warehouse. I wanted to let the two ghosts who had a good reunion come over the world of two people and talk about it for a while.

The author has something to say: Ah, ah, the place of abuse is finally finished! ! ! !

It’s too hard to write!

I will not write QAQ again in the future!