When I got back to my bedroom, I saw the door of the bedroom, and I ran inside, and I saw An Ning standing there, putting a change of clothes in the closet.

She heard the door push and immediately turned her head to look at me.

She really went back to school, as I said.

I could see the tiredness between her brows, the trunk on the floor open, and the things were only halfway organized.

"You go take a shower first, there should be hot water in the bathroom."

An Ning walked to the bathroom with a change of clothes with a depressed face, I saw her back, lowered my eyes, squatted down next to the box, and helped her fold her clothes and put them in the closet.

She is much quieter than before, and when I think of her own brother An Xuan coming back, their relationship is so stiff, so she will become like this now.

However, if you think about it from another angle, it is a joy for a person who is closely related to him to come back and be reunited with his family.

I heard the sound of shower water coming from the bathroom, pulled the empty box up, and pushed it under the bed.

I don't know why An Xuan is so resistant to me, he keeps scolding me at the first sight.

But I don't have any prejudice against An Ning because of An Xuan, or hate her.

Ay......

I thought about it sideways, I think I should give them a little more time, they are relatives, what contradictions can carry for a lifetime?

The two siblings must be able to understand each other and explain the misunderstandings.

An Ning came out of the bathroom in her pajamas and happened to bump into Ye Yao, who was going to the toilet.

She was stunned at first, probably because she had skipped class for a few days and suddenly bumped into the girl in the dormitory next door, looking a little distant and uncomfortable.

She quickly looked away, and walked in with a towel on her head, Ye Yao seemed to want to say something to her, but just as she was about to speak, the door of the bedroom was already closed.

An Ning walked in sullenly, I saw her appearance, and I was not in a good mood, holding my chin with my hands, looking at her: "Are you still angry with your brother?" ”

"Xiaohua, don't mention him."

She sat helplessly in her chair, looking unhappy.

I said funny, "Okay, I won't ask if you don't like it, but as a friend, I still have to talk to you." ”

"Whatever he says, it's your brother, if you really have any dissatisfaction, you can tell him directly."

An Ning suddenly smiled mockingly: "Hehe, I told him that his temper is not good, anyway, even if I say it, he won't listen to it." ”

"Did you tell him?"

I asked suspiciously, but An Ning pouted, and I could only see her lips squirming, but I couldn't hear what she said.

Probably muttering and whining.

She looked at me as she spoke, and suddenly said, "Xiaohua, he treated you like that, and you still helped him speak, turning her elbow out." ”

I was amused by her words.

"Who the hell is elbowing out, I'm doing it for your own good."

I looked at her from afar, An Ning gritted her teeth, and turned her head proudly, obviously not taking my words seriously.

I sighed, thinking to myself that maybe after a while, the gap between their siblings would disappear.

An Ning noticed that the box on the ground was missing, I waved my hand, and said indifferently: "When you take a bath, I will help you fold it and put it in the wardrobe, and the box is under the bed." ”

She finally had a smile on her face and threw herself at me excitedly, strangling my neck and shaking it.

"My Xiaohua is the best for me!"

I was almost overwhelmed by her, and suddenly, she jerked her hands away.

"Just now I took a shower and saw Ye Yao."

My heart thumped and I glanced at her.

Did you meet Ye Yao? Then did she tell An Ning about the family affairs?

However, when I look at An Ning's current appearance, I probably don't know what happened to Ye Yao's family.

Otherwise, she would have just come in after taking a shower and would have screamed, could she still talk to me for so long?

"It's weird, she looks at me, and she looks like she wants to say something to me."

"And then?" I asked directly, grabbing her arm with both hands, and An Ning blinked strangely.

"I'm in."

My head drooped all at once, and I looked at her face a little, I was so embarrassed and tired of her these days, and I could see a faint jet black circle under her eyes.

It seems that I haven't rested or slept much.

Also, before the judge and An Xuan went to 402, she must have been guarding An Yu and Situ Jing.

"Blow your head and go to sleep, if you want to take a day off tomorrow, I'll help you take a day off."

The sound of the hair dryer was buzzing, and I vaguely heard a word from the noise.

"I'll go to class tomorrow, I'll go to sleep when I'm done."

In order for her to get a good night's sleep, I turned off the lights and watched TV series on the desk under the bed, with the computer on and headphones plugged in.

After a while, there was no movement on the bed, and I took off my headphones and heard the faint sound of breathing coming from the bed.

Gentle and regular.

Fell asleep so soon, huh?

I looked up and looked again, sighed inwardly, and when I turned around, a black object was parked on the keyboard.

It's a black butterfly!

I held out my hand in amazement, wondering if the pervert was trying to tell me.

Just as I was about to touch the black butterfly, suddenly, a man grabbed me from behind.

"Hua'er."

“！” I was so startled that I almost screamed, and quickly covered my mouth with my hands and glared at him.

The perverts are thousands of years old, why are they still so naïve, and they actually use this way to scare me.

I patted him on the chest, pretended to be angry, and said in a low voice: "Shh, An Ning is sleeping, what are you doing, isn't it good to appear well, you want to scare me." ”

The pervert didn't reply to me, but gave me a sudden kiss on the cheek, hugged my waist, turned around, and turned on the computer.

Only the black butterfly flapped its wings, and the red powder left a long trail on the ground.

It dodged, and its beautiful figure disappeared at one end of the wall, and the next second appeared on the wall of the next bedroom.

The red pattern on its body no longer lit up, and it hid the butterfly's body in the dark, secretly observing the bedroom where Ye Yao was.

The butterfly's eyes kept staring at Ye Yao, who was applying skin care products, and her black wings vibrated twice from time to time.

Before I could open my eyes, I smelled a scent on the tip of my nose.

I thought that the pervert had brought me to the other side of the sea of flowers, but when I opened my eyes, I was amazed by the scene in front of me.

The sky was as bright as ever, and the trees were shining brightly.

This is arguably the brightest place in the underworld.

The light swirled there, as if it had a soul, linked together, and constantly flowing from tree to tree.

What surprised me the most was that on top of those trees, there were all kinds of transparent goblins.

I don't know if they're called goblins, but I always think it's inappropriate, and there are goblins in the underworld......

I think it's a bit of a good idea to call it a ghost.

They were all small, only the size of a palm, pointed ears, big eyes that took up most of their faces, jet black, and their mouths were so small that they couldn't see their noses.

His head was small and smooth, and a layer of fluff could be seen covering it.

They were dressed in the same cloth garments, but their hands and feet were so thin that they looked like withered branches.

The imps were jumping up and down the trees and the ground like monkeys, and the sound of them giggling could be heard in the air

"This is ......"

The pervert smiled sideways at me, "This is where the creatures of the underworld are born. ”

"Aren't you those imps with scythes?"

"Clever!"

The pervert continued: "The underworld is the same as the yang world, women in the yang world can have children, and the underworld naturally has its laws. ”

"It's just that these little guys were born from this forest."

I nodded knowingly, and suddenly, a few people gathered around whispering, their little heads turned around and looked at us.

Then, as if they had seen something new, they jumped down from the trees and ran towards us!

"Hee-hee-hee, hee-hee."

They were laughing around my feet, dancing and dancing.

I saw the dense group of imps gathered at my feet, and I took a few steps back in fear, but the big hands behind me pressed my back.

"Don't be afraid, Hua'er, they won't hurt you."

I don't know how to express my state of mind at the moment, how can I not be afraid, so much...... Kids.

No matter how weak they look, their essence is still "ghosts".

Moreover, these little ghosts look a bit like aliens, with big heads, big eyes, and very thin bodies, and when I look down at my feet, I feel goosebumps.

Suddenly, the little ghosts who had been surrounding me seemed to be guided by something, and they spread out in both directions, and a path that was neither wide nor narrow appeared.

Three imps came up to me with a head ring woven from leaves and vines.

"Hee-hee-hee."

They kept holding things up and motioned to me several times.

I couldn't believe it and pointed at myself.

"Sent to me?"

The pervert pulled my arm down as well, and the corners of his mouth curled.

"Take it quickly, they know you're here today, and they've been preparing for a long time."

I bent down and picked up the headband with my fingers.

Holding this gift in my hand made my heart feel weird, and I had a very strange feeling.

I don't know if it's moving or delighted, it's very complicated.

The sturdy vines were woven in a powerful and orderly manner, and the leaves dotted on them still gave a faint glow.

Twinkle and twinkle, the production is extraordinarily exquisite.

I was about to put the headband on my head, but the pervert took it and put it on for me.

The imps at their feet were cheering and dancing, and for some reason, the original fear and fear were quickly disappearing.

In the end, only warmth and emotion remain in my heart.