"Ghosts?" The young man was slightly stunned and tilted his head slightly, as if he was pondering his words.

For a moment, his eyes flashed, and he gently lowered his long eyelashes, hiding all the emotions in his eyes.

"No," the boy looked up, his beautiful brows furrowed slightly, "I haven't heard of it." ”

As he spoke, the young man lowered his eyelids slightly, but his delicate face could not hide a gloomy look, "But there is a very fierce and powerful woman, and she trapped me here and didn't let me go out." ”

Fuck, sure enough, there was a prodigal girl who coveted his beauty and bullied him.

Don't be afraid, he has the system in hand, and he has it in the world.

Oh, no, he forgot that the system is greedy for life and afraid of death.

The young man's appearance of being innocent and harmless, weak and deceitful instantly aroused the sympathy of Lorraine's flood.

"Don't be afraid, I'll find a way to get you out." Lorraine patted her chest and swore an oath.

Not to mention, in the real world, he has always pursued the road when he sees injustice, and draws his sword to help.

And the people who were drawn by him had their swords drawn, and the grass on their graves was one meter nine high.

"Get me out?" The young man's face was happy, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, his bright face darkened inch by inch, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his expression was lonely, "However, that woman is very fierce." I've been on the run for so many years, and I can't get out. The woman went out a few days ago, but I still can't escape...... She's supposed to be coming back. ”

The young man's gloomy expression seemed to be infectious, and Lorraine was like a ticket, and his tone was firm: "It's okay, I said I'll help you out!" ”

The boy finally laughed softly, he raised his beautiful eyelids in the darkness, looked at him, and replied softly, "Hmm." ”

"By the way, what's your name?" Lorraine asked.

He walked in, and the cold breath attached to the floor suddenly jumped up his feet, wrapped around his calves, and soon swept through his body.

Lorraine couldn't help but raise her hand and poke her arm.

It was so cold that I got goosebumps.

Lorraine wandered around the room, her eyes looking around.

I muttered secretly in my heart, God, this room is surprisingly cold.

It's colder than anywhere.

And everywhere exudes a cold, lifeless atmosphere.

It was as if no one had lived in it for a long time, rotten, rotten, cold, and unpopular.

The young man paused slightly, he tilted his head as if to recall, and after a while, he shook his head with a somewhat blank expression: "Forgot." ”

Belch.

Well, when he didn't ask.

"What are you drawing?" Lorraine's gaze fell on the sketchpad in front of the boy and asked a little curiously.

It seems that the boy has been drawing for a long time, so he must have drawn a lot.

However, before the boy could answer, he saw a blank space on the snow-white drawing board.

There is nothing on it.

"Hey, you didn't draw anything?" Lorraine wondered, "Or did you just draw it and erase it again?" ”

"Yes," the young man smiled softly, raised a slender white finger, and pointed it to him, his tone was very pleasant, "Brother, you have bad eyes." You see, there's a little girl here. ”

Lorraine looked over suspiciously, and when she heard the young man say that his eyes were not good, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes again, and when she looked at it, the snow-white drawing board was still snow-white, clean, and there was nothing.

"Look, here is the little girl's hair, here are her eyes, here are her eyelashes......" The boy earnestly pointed to him one by one.

Lorraine was sure that the boy was half blind.

Even if not, they are on their way to being half blind.