First, the heavens affirmed that the world in which they lived was a world of the most scientific—at least until he was worn for the first time.

I've read too many novels.

Magic?

Ghosts?fiction...... This must be a pot of ghost chips!

However, having personally been the man behind the protagonists of several novels, he said that his worldview has been refreshed countless times.

The update package brought by the plural time-traveler has made his current version of the worldview chaotic, and he doesn't know if it is compatible with the current world.

But whatever, just use it!

But those update packages don't have ghosts in them, right?

The only thing that could barely match the scene in front of him was Easter's necromantic magic.

If you think about it with your ass, you can also know that the undead in the Western magical background and the ghosts in the Eastern supernatural background are not the same thing at all, and the only thing in common is probably that they are both negative energy aggregates.

The heavens didn't feel any malice from the "it" in front of them, if it weren't for the fact that the inky black eyes would turn with them, as if they were dead—well, this guy was indeed dead.

The keen perception brought by the further enhancement of the soul allows the heavens to clearly feel the coldness that permeates the entire room, reminiscent of the endless coldness in the deepest part of the space.

I didn't find much negative energy.

He guessed that he would not be attacked for a while—and if he guessed wrong, he would be out of luck—and the heavens had turned up the lamp on his desk to allow him to see the "person" in front of him more clearly.

In order to avoid possible irritation, the headlights are not turned on.

The familiarity of that moment was not an illusion.

This is a man he knows.

Lin Ye, his once best friend, died two years ago and committed suicide.

The sea of consciousness, which had been flooded by too many traversers' memories, immediately rolled up, bringing out something buried at the bottom.

They had known each other eleven years ago, and Zhu Tian, who was still a primary school student at that time, saw Lin Ye for the first time and felt that this person was different.

It's not the difference in appearance, it's ...... Lin Ye looked different from the people around him, and he couldn't tell what the difference was.

All in all, quite unsociable.

At that time, Zhutian was almost as annoying as Lu Xingran now, and he thought this person was quite interesting, so he ran to harass him every day, and he became friends after coming and going.

Then he knew that Lin Ye was an orphan, but he didn't seem to mind this matter at all, and when he mentioned to others that he didn't have parents, he didn't have the inferiority complex that people of the same kind should have, but his words were full of self-esteem and alienation that came from nowhere.

Because his parents don't take care of things very much, Zhutian, who has always been very skinny, was deeply shocked by his bearing, and he felt that he couldn't learn that kind of invisible pretending aura by himself.

They have always been best friends, or rather, Lin Ye is the object of worship of the heavens, and the heavens are the only people who are slightly close to Lin Ye.

Until the year he graduated from junior high school, Lin Ye committed suicide at home.

There are no precursors or causes.

Zhutian, who was fifteen years old at the time, doubted whether there was something hidden in it, and even wanted to investigate it himself. But he didn't find out anything, so he was dragged away by his mother, "It's just an orphan, what do you care about so much?"

"It's rare for Mom and Dad to return to China once, and I'll spend this summer vacation with you, aren't you happy?"

Zhutian suddenly woke up from his memories, and the image of his parents that was not too vivid in his heart was now only a few words left in retrospect, and he couldn't even remember his face clearly......

He hadn't thought of Lin Ye for a long time, not because time had diluted his memory.

In fact, the images of those years are vivid, if it weren't for the fact that Lin Ye was too impressed by him, he would not have gradually moved closer to Lin Ye's character.

Incomparable excellence, indifference to everyone, indifference to irrelevant things - these are the image characteristics of Lin Ye, not his.

But the continuous time-traveling events that began that summer vacation made it impossible for the heavens to spare enough energy to explore the cause of Lin Ye's death.

Huh? It started during the summer vacation after graduating from junior high school?

Take a look at the current situation......

It is very likely that Lin Ye's soul has been with him all the time, or stayed in this house, but the heavens couldn't see him at that time.

So-the passive talent that he was traversed by, will it also have something to do with Lin Ye?

Judging from this guy's performance since childhood, nine times out of ten, he is a traverser himself!

After thinking about it, this possibility can only be fixed on the possibility. But Lin Ye himself is right in front of him, maybe he can ask something?

Looking at Lin Ye's current appearance, he was very skeptical that he was still fully conscious.

It's like being stupid......

Zhu Tian was rarely nervous, coughed twice and cleared his throat, "Lin Ye, are you okay?"

"......" There is no doubt that this ellipsis comes from the heavens.

"To be honest, when I heard that you were dead, I was stunned. Zhutian waited for half a minute, but didn't get any response, and simply said to himself, "You must have seen it, I've admired you since I was a child." Forever number one, it's that attitude towards anyone, and only for me will it be a little better. I'm actually pretty proud when other people say that......"

"Lin Ye, are you really a traverser? That's why you don't care about your identity, so you're more mature than me and all your peers. I sometimes really feel like you're raising me like a son......"

"It's not a reaction like this, it won't be really stupid, right?" The smile that appeared on the heavens' lips quickly faded.

He stared at Lin Ye silently.

The boy's appearance was forever fixed at the age of sixteen, and there was not a trace of blood-colored face reflected in the one-sided white light.

Half of it was white, and half of it was one with the inky darkness.

It's really scary, and it's very much in the style of a domestic ghost movie.

Zhutian suddenly stood up, walked to the door and pressed the switch, and the headlight in the middle of the ceiling turned on, and the warm yellow light sprinkled every corner of the room.

He sighed, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Ye standing behind him silently, his eyes staring straight at him, and the timid people were afraid that they would be scared to death.

"Fortunately, my mental capacity is not bad......" Zhu Tian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, reassuring himself that this is nothing, sooner or later he will have to get used to it.

After spending half an hour doing various experiments, he finally figured out some information.

Lin Ye has no autonomous consciousness now, and he doesn't know if people will become ghosts after death, or if something happened to him.

At the same time, the straight-line distance between him and the heavens will not exceed three meters, and when the distance is about to be exceeded, it will appear in the form of a "flash" at any point within the three-meter range.

Most of the time they are standing, but sometimes they take on a slightly different posture – they need to be positioned to provide a corresponding environment.

For example, the previous posture of bending over and resting your head on the desk required a desk - this posture almost scared the heavens into cardiac arrest!

It is worth mentioning that in rare cases, Lin Ye will show habitual movements before his death.

Putting the above information in your mind, it is useless to save it for the future, and then the heavens tragically find that you have to live with a ghost.

No, he's been living with this ghost for over two years...... It's just that he didn't know about it.

What should I do if I suddenly feel that I have nothing to love?

"You're a nuisance. Zhu Tian couldn't help but say a word, looking at the unresponsive person in front of him, he stretched out his hand to spread the scattered broken hair in front of Lin Ye's forehead a little, "But don't worry, I will definitely let you recover." ”

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was close to one o'clock in the morning.

It's time to sleep.

But with such a person watching with his eyes open, who can sleep?

[Optional options for this chapter:

Do you want to sleep?

1. Don't think too much, wash and sleep

2. I can't fall asleep after tossing and turning

3. Do some more experiments and go to sleep

4. What do you sleep on? Cultivate immortals until dawn!]