Chapter Seventy-Nine: He Can't See Me

Five middle and back doors.

The boy was dressed in a casual white tracksuit and stood under a tree with sparse foliage and waited.

Last night, Yan Chi asked Tiezhu to bring a letter to Cuihua, and Cuihua handed it over to Wu Yue, and saw her at the back door of the school at about 10 o'clock this morning, for Qiu Liqi's business.

Of course, because Cuihua gritted her teeth under the threat of her master, she didn't tell Yan's father about Cheng Pingxi. Naturally, Yan Chiyu didn't know anything about this matter.

The sedan stopped at the back door and got down two people.

Yan Chiyu's faint eyebrows froze.

It was rare for him to see Wu Yue and the other boys so close, and the two of them were close to each other, walking side by side. The boy has a beautiful body, a slender figure, and the mask covers his face tightly, although he can't see his face clearly, the elegance in his bones is difficult to ignore, and there is no doubt that his temperament is excellent.

"Yan Chiyu." Wu Yue stepped forward quickly.

“……”

The young man's gaze thoughtfully crossed over Wu Yue and landed on top of Cheng Pingxi's head.

Wu Yue's expression was a little excited, "You have a crush on my brother?" ”

"Wow, what are you talking about?" Yan Chiyu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said lazily: "I see the dead air above his head." People are still alive, it's your masterpiece, right? ”

Cheng Pingxi, who was standing beside the two of them: "......"

One or two, neither of them are ordinary people???

[My brother is about to start doubting life]

[Screenshot]

[The three-person picture is too eye-catching!!] 】

【Beauty Crit】

【Hell Soon】

[You're too bad at the scenery in front, I like it]

[Hahahahahahaha

Sports equipment warehouse.

"Sun Yingning, come out."

"Don't you want to see Cheng Pingxi? We brought people here. ”

Even with a long life of 200 years, Cheng Pingxi is still an ordinary person in essence. Standing here, he couldn't see any "people" other than Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu at all.

Sun Yingning floated not far away, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her skirt.

"He can't see my ......"

Qiu Liqi, Lin Tian, and Xie Fangfang were related to their own deaths, so Sun Yingning could let a few of them see herself.

But Cheng Pingxi is different. She is an ordinary stranger to him, she has no bond with him, and there is no line without bonds, which means that she can't use ghost power to let Cheng Pingxi see herself.

Even with a mask, Cheng Pingxi could feel a cold aura lingering around, and he instinctively looked towards the place where the yin qi was heaviest.

The dark eyes were impartial, facing Sun Yingning's bloody eyes.

Cheng Pingxi didn't know what he wanted, and the girl instantly burst into tears.

She has always, always longed, to see him for real.

Then tell him, "Cheng Pingxi." My name is Sun Yingning, I'm your fan, I like you! ”

She once fantasized that she was like the protagonist of the story, through the crowd, through the endless traffic, through the running distance, she wanted to meet him!

And now that's enough.

"Thank you."

Sun Yingning bowed deeply in the direction where Wu Yue was, "I saw Qiu Liqi turn himself in, thank you, thank you...... Thank you very much. ”

Tears of blood slipped from the corners of her eyes and smashed on the dirt floor, smearing a tiny crimson flower.

Wu Yue glanced at Yan Chiyu unhurriedly.

Yan Chi Yuyi understood, he walked to Cheng Pingxi's side and raised his hand to the center of his eyebrows.

After a few breaths, Cheng Pingxi froze in place.

Obviously, Sun Yingning is a normal form of delicate and demure at the moment, but he will see the tragic situation when she dies from time to time.

I couldn't help but think of my yesterday's self.

Dengshi's eyebrows overflowed with a little tenderness and kindness.

"Hello." It's just two words, but it sounds good.

Clear and moist, if the cold spring hits the stone, the pearl and jade fall on the plate.