When he arrived, the cold fragrance in the air hit his nose again.

"You, when did you come?"

I looked up at him, my hand was naturally half-wrapped around his waist, and he gently wrapped my shoulder, in a ** posture, and the two were extremely close.

But I love it in my heart.

He began to stop talking again, looking at me calmly, his gaze was plain, but there was a feeling that I couldn't bear it, and he staggered his gaze slightly.

But he just laughed, and he said, "You didn't do anything that made me angry, you became smarter, hehe......"

This sentence made me stunned, my red lips opened lightly, but I didn't know what to say, and finally I could only bow my head and ask weakly, "You already know it, don't you?" ”

"What do you say? All you have is mine, and I care more about you than you can imagine......"

It sounds like a warm word, but it is actually cold and threatening.

I also instantly understood that nothing I did could escape his devouring eyes.

That includes the black box......

I was going to burn the box, and he knew about it early in the morning, but he didn't break it, and just watched quietly to see what I was going to do.

At this moment, he was like a decent old man, and what he said was like an emotion for me, as if he was lamenting that I had not lost his feelings for me, which he regarded as a treasure.

Can... Do we have feelings?

Even if I sleep on a **, I still have the illusion that I don't have the right to ask him about his feelings, and he is already dead.

It seems a bit silly to talk about feelings for a dead person.

I was pondering, my chin was cold, his index finger lifted my chin, his eyes were like torches, his face was slightly red, but he didn't move away, his handsome face was getting closer and closer, I knew what he was going to do next, I didn't want to dodge, my eyes were slightly closed, until his cold lips were pressed against mine, and the restless thoughts in my heart seemed to find solace at this moment.

But he didn't go deeper, just rubbed against each other for a while, and then left.

His low laugh came from overhead, "Not enough? ”

"Huh?"

I raised my head suddenly, but the next second I knew what he was referring to, and I immediately looked at the cabinet with a red face, and changed the subject, "Just... What was that? ”

Qin Yan glanced at the cabinet when he heard the sound, and suddenly got up and turned on the light in the room.

The room was bright, driving away a lot of timidity.

Qin Yan's slender figure stood in front of the cabinet, he was not wearing a suit jacket, only a lake blue shirt and black trousers.

His skin was already white, and whatever color clothes he wore on his body were just embellishments.

The diamond-shaped wrist buckle shines in the light, but it also looks cold.

He gently pulled up the cuffs of his shirt and opened the cabinet door lightly.

My eyes were fixed on the cabinet, but it was still the same, there was nothing but my clothes, and I thought that there might be the cold smoke inside, but there was nothing.

Qin Yan took out the pillow that I pressed under it with one hand, the one that started me to stuff the box.

My heart tightened, it turned out that he really knew everything, and the appearance of being casual at the beginning was not too realistic.

I pouted, the tall and long figure was always facing away from me, and then he closed the cabinet, still holding the pillow in one hand, and turned around and walked to my **.

I looked up at him, he looked like a proud man, pointed to the pillow in his hand, "burn this, two days later at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the location of the crossroads ......"

"Burn it?"

I looked at my pillow and took it.

And two days later, isn't it the fifteenth day of the month?

"Yes"

He only had one word, and then began to wear a black suit that was set aside, and his movements were elegant.

I frowned, "I seem to have heard the sound of the coffin lid closing before I saw the smoke, and the back of a woman who was powerless......"

Qin Yan got dressed, then took out my clothes from the cabinet again, sat on the edge of the **, and began to lift my quilt and take off my pajamas without saying a word.

My face darkened, and every time I asked a key question, Qin Yan could always find something to do.

But what are you doing with clothes at this point?

"I'll do it myself, but it's not bright yet......"

I took the clothes and put them on quickly, asking as I wore them, hiding my embarrassment.

"It's time to go home......"

Qin Yan said lightly and looked out the window, "It will be dawn in half an hour, and we will return to the Qin family in a while, and we will get married as soon as possible......"

I paused my hand and didn't respond, if marriage can't be avoided no matter what, then let it be.

After I got dressed, he sat on the side and watched, occasionally reaching out to pull the chain for me, or smoothing the corners of my clothes, and said lightly, "There is a coffin sound at home, and someone has a soul getting up." ”

I was stunned, his hand was held in his hand, Qin Yan continued, "Before someone in the family dies, there will be a sound, and people with heavy yang energy can't hear it, but on the contrary, they can hear it, and it is very clear, and the sound you listen to is not the real coffin sound, it is the coffin lid of the true soul of the ** person, before you put that black box in the cabinet, which provoked something unclean, the cabinet is too dark, and this is your room, and you are yin, that thing likes to stay with you......"

"What... Stuff? ”

I held his hand tightly, looking nervous, remembering that I had been sleeping alone in this room for the past few days, and I felt uncomfortable.

"It's you who saw that woman's back in the fog..."

"I seem to be able to provoke that kind of thing easily lately."

I said with a bitter face.

Qin Yan looked down at me, "There is a way to keep you from being afraid, but... Now your body can't do it. ”

"How?"

Qin Yan suddenly smiled, "You'll know when the time comes, heh..."

There were words in the words, I dressed depressedly, and after washing, the sky glowed white, and it was almost bright.

When I left the house, I said hello to my dad, and he sighed, "Go ahead......

Looking at my dad's appearance, I felt uncomfortable.

*h2