After cleaning up, when he was about to go out, Bai Tang opened his eyes in a daze.

Jiang Futing looked at the person with half-open eyes and sleepy eyes, and said hello: "I'm going to school." ”

"En~" Bai Tang closed his eyes again, no matter how he looked at that face, he didn't look like a person in his thirties at all, and he was still half-curled up.

Every time he saw such a state, he felt that the other party was as clean as a piece of paper.

Jiang Futing's state was similar to yesterday, out of the old city, those sneaky ghost eyes began to explore in the dark again, and being so attached to a bunch of eyes for a long time made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

It can't be good, and the gaze of these ghosts is not the same as being stared at by a group of people, even if they get used to it, they can't relax, and the ghost knows when they will suddenly pounce on them.

But today's ghosts are a little more restrained than yesterday.

At the end of the day, nothing special happened, except that there were more ghosts watching him in class from a kilometer away.

After the last class, the head teacher stepped on the bell and walked in, and forced a group of legs that were about to rush out in the next second back to their seats.

A group of students dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and all of them had all kinds of impatience on their faces, and their faces were depressed.

"Ahem! Cough! Lao Liang coughed dryly twice, suppressing the chaotic buzz in the classroom, "The time for the final exam has come out, February 3rd, the exam time is two days, the holiday time is from the 10th to the end of the month, the school starts on the first of March, and the third year of high school arrives at school five days early, I hope you will prepare well for the final exam." ”

After the announcement was made, the classroom exploded into a chattering discussion like a bomb.

Compared with five days less, it is no longer important, winter vacation is important, and many people have directly crossed the topic of final exams and talked about where to go to play during winter vacation.

Or if you want to ask out your long-time crush, and hurry up to confess while there is still half a semester left in your senior year.

Originally, he was taking up the time after class to talk about things, and Lao Liang, who would be noisy, didn't deliberately care about it, and left the classroom with his books and materials.

Jiang Futing looked at the time written on the blackboard, it was only the 11th today, and it was still early.

It is estimated that the ghost qi on his body will be finished by then, and he will be able to review for a few days with peace of mind.

If the time for the final exam was moved forward, he was really afraid that his state would be affected, and after confirming that the subsequent learning process was relatively smooth, he slowly closed the book.

At the end of the evening self-study, the process is the same as yesterday, and the last one closes.

After taking the subway, changing buses, and after getting off the bus, as those fierce gazes disappeared, he felt the purity he had not seen for a long time again, and even the night breeze on his face became a little cute.

I got out of the subway station today and waited for the bus, and when I got off the bus, it was five minutes earlier than yesterday.

Jiang Futing breathed a sigh of relief, watching the white mist slowly dissipate in front of his eyes, the temperature at night was generally minus eight or nine degrees, and he didn't feel cold, but after getting used to it, it seemed to be nothing.

The ability of people to adapt is really an amazing thing

, something that was still desperately resisting a few days ago, actually came over like this.

And I think it's pretty good.

Before he reached the intersection that he had to pass, Jiang Futing felt a familiar ghost aura again after a distance.

When he stopped around the corner, he looked into the middle of the road, and sure enough, it was the ghost again.

As yesterday, with my back to this direction, I quietly looked at the road diagonally opposite.

He visibly saw the ghost stiffen for a moment, and when he turned his head, he still had the same peaceful smile as yesterday, but there was some surprise in his eyes.

I probably didn't expect to run into him again today.

Then the surprised look in his eyes was retracted, and he returned to a calm state, turning his head and continuing to look there quietly.

Even if it's yourself, if you wait for someone like this, then you will have some expectations, and if you don't have expectations, there will be something else, otherwise what is the point of standing there.

But the male ghost looked like he had been waiting for a long time, and even his demeanor was calm, and he felt that every inch of the other party revealed his habit of such a state.

The figure was against the light, and the warm yellow street lamp could not illuminate him, but separated his figure from penetrating.

I didn't have this feeling when I saw the ghost before, but now Jiang Futing felt it.

From the inside to the outside of him, there is a different sense of loneliness that belongs to a space.

Jiang Futing could realize at this moment that it was the yin and yang that separated the crowd from the ghosts, and when he withdrew his eyes and looked at the scenery on the side, he was glad that he was still in the world, and when his eyes fell on the ghost again, there was a lonely soul in hell again.

In the past, when I saw the words yin and yang, I thought of the positive light and backlight the most, and the biggest feeling was nothing more than life and death, but for a while, I suddenly felt that these two words were huge.

The vastness is boundless, tiny to the dust.

After arriving home, it was to attract ghosts, draw talismans, read books, and several things were carried out in an orderly manner at the same time, all the learning content was compressed to the school to complete, and he used fragmented time to supplement the extracurricular knowledge he was still interested in.

It's been like this for a few days in a row.,Every night when I go home and pass through the intersection, I always run into that male ghost.。

Just like on the first day, if it weren't for the different classes, words, and things he did every day, he would even have the illusion that time was frozen on that day.

Until he got used to it.

When he came back on Friday night, when he walked to the vicinity of that street, Jiang Futing no longer felt the familiar ghostly aura.

There were some doubts, he even wondered if his perception was wrong, or something was wrong with the ghost qi, and after checking his body, he found that there was nothing abnormal.

Is that really not there?

Before he could turn the corner, he looked up at the middle of the road and saw that it was empty.

When I walked to the intersection, I was very sure that the male ghost was indeed not here today.

The whole road was exceptionally silent, except for the "rustling" of leaves on the side of the road.

The green light on the opposite side of the road came on, and he saw only a little girl in a coat buried her head

Brave the cold wind and cross the zebra crossing.

That ghost's obsession looks very deep, although the expression on his face can't be seen, he has always been very peaceful, but the stubbornness in the other party's demeanor is somewhat similar to his own.

It's impossible to give up, and it's unlikely to be caught by a ghost, and after a few days of observation, that guy's ghost aura is very solid, like he has practiced the ghost way, not like an ordinary lonely ghost.

Probably something happened to me.

People have their own business, and ghosts have their own business, which is normal.

In the past two days, under the influence of Bai Tang's indifferent concept of everything, Jiang Futing already felt that nothing was abnormal.

After going back at night, he still guided the ghost qi on his body first, and after turning around, there was not much overflowing outside, only a thin layer was left, and it was estimated that in another three or four days, there would be basically no big problem.

The ghost qi introduced did not completely stay in the ghost veins, and many of them were directly impregnated with his limbs and bones, washing them over and over again.

In Bai Tang's words, it is quenching.

It's a lot faster than expected, and so is the drawing of symbols, from the beginning of the painstaking and laborious ten-minute one, to the current one-stroke painting in one go, and the appearance is passable, not ugly.

Except that it's still a little draining, there are no other major problems.

Jiang Futing put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and cleaned up the coffee table according to the usual practice, there is no need to go to class tomorrow, and it is estimated that Bai Tang will catch him to draw a new talisman.

After collecting his things, he took a shower and found that Bai Tang hadn't come back today.

After looking at the time, it was almost 12 o'clock.

Jiang Futing put down his phone, flipped through the book in his hand, and waited.

As a result, he waited until almost two o'clock, he looked at the phone and frowned, and the corners of his eyes had begun to be physiologically sour.

After thinking for a moment, he closed the book and lay down.

I don't want to think about it, and I can't help but think about what the troubles that Bai Tang can't solve are.

The bedside light is not turned off, leaving it on, as if there are still people waiting at home, and it will not be too lonely.

This was the case in his own house before, if he came home late, Lin Jin would keep the light in the living room on, and he would not sleep, holding hot milk and sitting on the sofa with a small blanket and waiting quietly.

Every time he went back, Lin Jin was already dozing off with his head tilted, and the milk in her palm was already cold.

I thought about something at home in a daze, and I didn't know when drowsiness swept over my consciousness.

Jiang Futing didn't know if he was asleep or not, as if he was asleep, but he seemed to be awake, at least he felt all the movements outside clearly.

When the familiar yin wind suddenly swept over, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He saw a white slender figure slowly pacing out of the darkness, and when the long black mist disappeared around Bai Tang, the two of them alternated their eyes and were stunned.

"You haven't slept yet, have you?" Bai Tang's voice was quite surprised.

Jiang Futing waited for countless pieces of ghosting to merge before rolling his dry throat: "Just woke up." ”

"Then I'll be quieter, and you can continue to sleep." Bai Tang said and took off his coat.

It still sounds like the same tone as before, but the words are inadvertent

The intermittent volume revealed his irritability.

Jiang Futing still looked at him, "Sleep for a while." ”

"Oh, that's up to you." Bai Tang didn't say so much, picked up his clothes and walked to the toilet.

The walls and doors were inherently poorly insulated, and from inside there there was a crackling sound like a sudden thunderbolt in a calm night.

Jiang Futing was afraid that the people in the building next door would come and knock on the door and accuse them of disturbing the people.

It's not just a bad mood, it's still terrible.

When Bai Tang came out of the toilet after taking a shower, it was a little better, and his eyebrows were not so tight, but he still had the aura that no one should enter.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Futing hesitated for a moment and asked.

Bai Tang took a deep breath, dried the water on the soles of his feet and got into the quilt: "Big deal...... It's not a big deal. He thought about it for a while and turned around and looked at Jiang Futing: "It's also a big deal." ”

Jiang Futing looked at him silently, he hadn't noticed it before, Bai Tang's eyelashes were very thick, very long and curvy.

Bai Tang thought about it for a while, and felt that he also had the right to know about this matter, and it was not interesting to hide it: "It has something to do with you." ”

(End of chapter)