Time passed, and Luo Zixi used various means and reasons, or persuasion, or coercion, to get Qiao Wenwen's classmates to get together again and play a special game, and it has been about half a month.

During this week, basically everyone was under the control of Luo Zixi and lived their student life in peace.

Almost everything is following Luo Zixi's plan, playing this special family wine, and maintaining Qiao Wenwen's ordinary and humble wishes.

However, there was one person who made Luo Zixi feel surprised.

That's Nanyi.

"Zixi, Zixi, Wenwen is really sitting there now?"

"Anyway, why are you the only one who feels Wenwen's existence, do you have this psychic ability, what is that feeling like, have you seen other ghosts besides Wenwen?"

"But I've heard that there are also people who can occasionally see Wenwen, is it because of a certain wavelength?"

"You said that if I stayed in the cemetery or a hospital in the middle of the night, would I be able to see Wenwen?"

"After all, in the story that my grandfather told me, the kind of place where the dead will have a heavier yin qi, and then the chance of seeing a ghost will be greater."

"But in the story that grandpa said, things like yin qi can make people sick, but if you can see Wenwen, even if you have a high fever for three or five days, it's okay."

"And what Wenwen looks like now, does she keep her appearance as a young girl, or has she grown up."

"By the way, do ghosts really grow?"

"Zixi, Zixi, are you listening to me?"

A series of words, like a cannonball, came out of Nan Yi's mouth, pulling Luo Zixi's sleeve and shaking it as he spoke.

"I would prefer that you have a high fever for three or five days now, so that at least you will have fewer words." Luo Zixi felt the series of words and formulas of Nanyi, and said helplessly.

"You're disgusted that I'm talking too much, language is a bridge between human beings, if you don't speak for a long time, people will have problems."

"And it's impossible for me to have a high fever now, from a cold to a cold, to a fever, it will take four or five days."

"But if you really have a high fever for three or five days, there will probably be other complications, although it is not a big deal for those who are medically capable, but the feeling is still quite uncomfortable."

"By the way, will the current Wenwen be sick, and the current Wenwen, can he still change his clothes?"

"By the way, I watched Zhai the other day, and it said that as long as you burn your clothes, the ghosts will be able to wear them."

"But it feels like a pity that the clothes are burned, if it's really good, if it's fake, it's a loss, especially since I haven't liked the points recently, and I can't buy a few good-looking pairs for Wenwen."

"Zixi"

Nan Yi listened to Luo Zixi's words and began to speak again.

"Stop, stop here. If there are any problems, you can't say them one by one, you keep arguing in my ears like this, it will disrupt my thinking. ”

"So can you restrain a little bit?"

Luo Zixi looked at Nan Yi and seemed to be about to speak tirelessly, and hurriedly interrupted Nan Yi's words.

"I'm a little too excited if I'm not careful, after all, I only have two friends, you and Wenwen."

"After all, since the beginning of the school year, no one has been able to carry it with me for three days."

Nan Yi stuck out her tongue and said to Luo Zixi.

"Wenwen is because, I've been lonely for too long, and I can only endure you when the ashes are there." Luo Zixi said and looked at his side, and Qiao Wenwen's unique urn was placed on a vacant seat.

"As for me, I've only been in a noisy environment for a long time, and I'm almost used to it." Luo Zixi felt it, and said in the whisper that never stopped in his ear.

In the past half a month, Luo Zixi did not deliberately hide Qiao Wenwen's affairs, but most people did not have much interest in the so-called ghosts.

But Nan Yi was different, and immediately believed the news after knowing it, and at the same time pestered Luo Zixi, asking Luo Zixi to act as a microphone.

After coming and going, Nan Yi and Qiao Wenwen became friends, and because Nan Yi had no way to feel Qiao Wenwen, Luo Zixi had to act as the translator for the two of them all the time.

It is also because of this incident that Luo Zixi often has to bear the words of Nan Yi and the two of them.

"Although, talkative people will have a lot of friends. But like Yiyi, the person who likes to talk too much doesn't have any friends. If Yiyi could be a little more restrained, with her cheerful personality, she would definitely have a lot of friends. Qiao Wenwen's voice came from the empty position on Luo Zixi's side.

"If you like to talk, you just say that she is cured, anyway, Nanyi doesn't mind." Luo Zixi listened to Qiao Wenwen's words and said.

"What's the matter, what did Wenwen say?" Listening to Luo Zixi's words, Nan Yimiao said.

"She said that if you can restrain your chatter a little, you should have a lot of friends." After Nan Yi said the first sentence, Luo Zixi hurriedly interjected to prevent Nan Yi's words from getting into trouble again.

"Convergence, if I need to suppress my own nature, the friends I can make are not real friends."

"In front of true friends, there is no need to suppress one's own nature, it is relaxed, happy, and happy."

"The kind of friend I make by converging my true personality is my friend or a friend with that mask."

"Anyway, I prefer to stay with you more than more friends."

Nan Yi listened to Luo Zixi's words and said.

"Who are you, Nan Yi I know, you shouldn't have such an intelligence level." Luo Zixi listened to Nanyi's words and said.

"It's okay with this intelligence, it's just a life insight."

"Ah, Zixi, you're not mocking me for being stupid."

"Anyway..."

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“。。。。。”

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Nan Yi listened to Luo Zixi's words and began to talk again.

"I really hope that this kind of life can go on forever, forever." Qiao Wenwen looked at Luo Zixi and Nanyi and said.

Luo Zixi listened to Qiao Wenwen's words, and Luo Zixi had an urge to want to be like Qiao Wenwen's guarantee at this moment.

But in the end, Luo Zixi gave up, after all, the guarantee that could not be made was nothing more than a despicable lie.

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"Next, I'm going to go there, you said you want to experience youth, so there are many places to go besides school." Luo Zixi said while holding Qiao Wenwen's urn.

"How long will you continue this situation, Luo Zixi." Waiting for Luo Zixi to get out of class, Zhou Jinjun, who came over from the side, said calmly to Luo Zixi.

"It won't be too long, I'm graduating soon, isn't it?"

"When the time comes, whether it is a person who learns from Qianfan, or a thing, everything will return to the way it was."

"I'm a man of promise, so don't worry, I'll do what I say."

Luo Zixi looked at Zhou Jinjun in front of him, and said calmly.