I vomited so hard that tears welled up in my eyes, as if I had cried a lot. Ding Ying wiped away the saliva from the corner of my mouth with a handkerchief.

It's ugly.

Ding Ying's eyes were full of distress.

I thought that after vomiting, I would be more sober, but I was still dizzy, and the effect of alcohol did not fade at all.

Ding Ying stopped a tricycle.

I stepped on the tricycle with Ding Ying's support, but I couldn't get on. It seems that all the strength has been sucked away by an invisible substance, so that the whole body is limp.

My whole body was almost pressed against Ding Ying.

The umbrella in Ding Ying's hand was thrown away, and the rain fell on us. The tricycle master saw that the situation was not right and came to help, so I got on the tricycle.

As soon as I got on the tricycle, I leaned on Ding Ying and fell asleep.

When I woke up in a daze, I found myself in the hotel. I was lying on the bed, and the white quilt on my body looked very clean.

My coat was on the chair.

Ding Ying sat on another bed, leaning against the back of the bed and watching TV.

"Ding Ying." I whispered.

As soon as I spoke, I realized that my voice was hoarse. My mouth is dry.

"Are you awake?" Seeing that I woke up, Ding Ying lifted the quilt covering her body and got out of bed immediately. She was wearing a fuchsia sleeveless pajamas.

Ding Ying squatted in front of my bed, her bulging breasts only a foot away from my face.

"How's it going, is it better?" Ding Ying's exhaled breath sprayed all over my face.

"How did I get here?" I asked.

"You, you tired me and my aunt. Thanks to the tricycle master. Ding Ying scraped the bridge of my nose with her fingers.

"I don't have any strength left."

"That's right. Blind drunk. It's really drunk. ”

"Why are you still in my room? What time is it? I asked.

"It's half past eleven. What's 'still in my room'? Are you not satisfied with Miss Bending sharing a room with you? Ding Ying deliberately pulled her face down.

"Go. It's been more than two years, who is rare. I said, can you pour me some water? ”

"Okay. Miss Ben is here to serve you tonight. With that, Ding Ying stood up, then turned around to pour water. The fuchsia dress fluttered with her steps, and the two arms were like two jade lotus roots, red and white contrasted, adding to the charm.

Ding Ying poured a glass of warm water. She placed the glass on the bedside table, then leaned down in front of me and put a jade lotus root under my neck. Her skirt was over my face.

"Eh, what are you going to do?" I screamed.

"What? I'll help you up, how can you drink water if you don't sit up? Ding Ying spoke hard as she spoke. She took her other hand as well.

Is this called embracing me?

"Can't I get up myself?" I say.

"How can you get up on your own if you're so drunk?" Ding Ying gasped. Obviously, it was not so easy for her to lift me up on her own.

I really wanted to keep it sticky, so I didn't try to cooperate at all.

This is the legendary gentle country. A strange aroma surrounds you and stimulates your nerve endings.

"Hey, I said you need to use a little bit of force." Ding Ying worked hard again and again.

"You say I'm drunk, how can I get the strength?" I say. As I spoke, I propped my hands on the bed, cooperated with Ding Ying's strength, and sat up. When I sat up, I felt that my body was still weak.

Ding Ying left my body and looked at me strangely, her face was slightly red, "Have you regained your strength?" ”

"I'm recovered." I say.

"Then you've tormented me for so long. You're doing bad, aren't you? Ding Ying asked.

"You just know now. So comfortable and gentle. I closed my eyes and inhaled with great enjoyment.

"You bad guy, you bad guy." Ding Ying bent down and beat me.

I stretched out my right hand and put my arms around Ding Ying's waist and grabbed me into my arms, and Ding Ying lay straight on my chest.

I fell on the bed, and Ding Ying followed suit.

Our mouths naturally close together.

Our unforgivingly kissed. Ding Ying's lips are soft, Chinese and fragrant. You can't kiss enough.

What a pleasant time and what a happy time.

We hugged each other tightly, and I could hear Ding Ying's rapid breathing.

Then my hand naturally went downward. Ding Ying's fuchsia nightdress is slippery and greasy. You can really perceive Ding Ying's bumps and bumps when you stick to the red dress.

I completely forgot about the supernatural nature of the so-called flesh ring. I completely left that scruple behind. I don't even believe in the supernatural at all.

What I want is to break through a kind of prohibition, to perceive induction with induction, to respond to calling with calling, and to accept expectation with expectation.

What I want to do is to walk into a kind of expectation, let the wish touch the wish, let the fire embrace the heat, and let the temperature increase the temperature.

Throw away every shame, shorten every bit of distance, remove every obstacle, until you forget your echo, spare no effort to enter, and release without scruples.

But—it had to be, but at this moment of forgetfulness, it was like a flash of lightning, and a stream of spiritual power pierced my brain, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in my brain.

Then my whole head swelled, constantly expanding, as if I didn't crack my head and didn't stop, and the convex ring on the middle finger of my left hand shrank inward, constantly shrinking, as if I didn't stop cutting my middle finger, and I pushed Ding Ying away and rolled out of bed in pain.

And my flowers keep blooming.

The convex ring is unexpected!

The convex ring spirit is coming as scheduled!

All at once I felt like I had fallen into eighteen layers of hell.

How could this be? How could this be?! Ding Ying tried many times, but the ring was indifferent. Didn't the convex ring supernatural acquiesce in my relationship with Ding Ying?

How did it suddenly appear again?

Ding Ying panicked and went to the ground to help me up, but I ruthlessly pushed her away.

"Is this the supernatural nature of the Meat Ring? Is there really a flesh ring? Ding Ying was simply asking herself questions.

Ding Ying, who had seen the spirit of the meat ring, couldn't tell how panicked she was.

I rolled on the ground in pain. Roll over and over, and the pain has not diminished a little.

This time was the longest torture I've ever had with the Convex Ring Spirit.

The essence of the supernatural flash is a kind of sentence - Zheng Qihang and Ding Ying can no longer walk together.

The supernatural flashes are a further indication that, as Ding Ying said, the supernatural moments are always maintaining the promise I made when I was thirteen years old.

It is to show once again that Hao Junqi and I still have the possibility of meeting. The night Ai Sadako came to me showed that.

However, in this case, where is Ding Ying's position? Isn't Ding Ying another victim of the supernatural?

And my flowers are still in full bloom.

Maybe Ding Ying was going to fight the spirit again, she took the initiative to approach me and hugged my body, and then took my lips in her soft lips.

This is something I never expected.

I endured the pain to cater to Ding Ying.

However, the pain that worsened further destroyed my thoughts. I had a splitting headache. It was a total pain that I can't describe. I even felt like I was going to pass out in pain.

Needless to say, I once again pushed Ding Ying out without any consciousness.

Ding Ying's pale face has been imprinted in my mind ever since.

I rolled on the ground in a row. There was a feeling that my body was going to be torn apart.

In this way, Ding Ying really panicked. She squatted down, "Zheng Qihang, what's wrong with you, Zheng Qihang?" You've got to hold on. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Ding Ying cried.

"Don't cry, Ding Ying, you'll be fine soon." I said weakly, "It will be fine in a while." ”

I knew that in order to dispel the supernatural, I had to go into the bathroom to wash up and distract the "flowers". The key is to keep a distance from Ding Ying. Eliminate that ambiguous aura.

If, as Ding Ying said, the manifestation of the flesh ring spirit is to maintain the promise, then as long as I have no close contact with Ding Ying, it will slowly disappear.

So I struggled to get up from the ground. Ding Ying wanted to help me, but I stopped it. When the supernatural appears, simple support is not allowed.

I staggered to the bathroom. Ding Ying trembled and followed behind. All her concerns now are on my safety. Nothing else matters.

I turned on the faucet. The tap water was icy cold. I wash my face with water in my hand. The cold tap water cleared my mind. The pain weakened. The "flowers" gradually "withered".

I washed my face with cold water again and again until the pain was completely gone.

I turned around tiredly and grinned at Ding Ying, who had been waiting outside the bathroom door.

Ding Ying instinctively took a step back.

"It's all right." I say.

"Are you really alright?" Ding Ying was still in a state of panic.

I nodded.

Ding Ying retreated to her bed and sat down on it. I picked up the glass of water that Ding Ying had poured for me, drank the water in one gulp, and then sat down on my bed.

"Sorry, scared you." I say. I'm exhausted.

"Set sail." Ding Ying said.

"Hmm."

"We're going to have to go another way, aren't we?"

"I'm sorry." I say.

"Actually, this is not a good thing," Ding Ying's tone was strange, "Just like we originally analyzed, the supernatural appearance shows that your childhood Hao Junqi is still there, and the meat ring wants to maintain your promise." ”

"Maybe." I can't tell what it's like in my heart. This is inevitable. It's just that I can't explain it to Ding Ying.

"Don't feel sorry for me, set sail. I'm sad, but I can accept it. I can accept it. If everything is set by God, I can accept it. ”

"Ding Ying."

"Isn't it still a possibility?" Ding Ying continued.

"Which one is possible?"

"If we really have fate and set sail, if we meet not injustice but fate, then there must be a possibility. Heaven must have set up another possibility. ”

"Hao Junqi, she is already married, and she and I can't continue to have a relationship?" I say.

"It can also be that when you reunite, because of the eighteen-year gap, you can no longer find the feeling of cherishing and falling in love with each other, and the supernatural will be lifted." Ding Ying said.

"Hmm." I say.

"If so, then come to me in the north. I'm waiting for you in the north. ”

"North?" I asked.

"Yes, the North." Ding Ying said, "I have long thought that if the supernatural will eventually manifest between us, then, as soon as I graduate, I will go to the north." ”

"Why go north?" I asked.

"Because you're in the South. If you are in the south, then I will go to the north. Rest assured, I will be waiting for you in the north at all possible times. I'll wait for you in the north. ”

"Okay. Once it is this kind of setting, as long as it is this kind of setting, Ding Ying, I will immediately go to the north to find you. I said.

"Then I'll go back to my room." Ding Ying stood up. It's an indescribable emphasis.

"Ding Ying?" I noticed two lines of tears streaming down Ding Ying's cheeks.

"Hmm." Ding Ying sniffed.

"You might have to talk to your grandfather, so you don't have to bother him about the internship." I say.

"I thought about it too. I don't plan to go back for an internship either. ”

"And where are you going?" I asked.

"North."

I watched Ding Ying walk out of the room, and then there was a "click" sound of the door closing.

I couldn't control it anymore and cried loudly.