With a faint street lamp, Que Wu continued to stand under the lamp with a pale face, glanced in the direction of Ran Kongxia's departure, hung his head, was forced to lift by Que Wu, and followed Ran Kongxia with unsteady steps.

The temperature of the day seems to be dissipated by the magical breeze, and what is left is a burst of coolness, and even, mixed with a slight chill.

At least, that's how Ran Kongxia feels.

When Ran Kongxia walked into the elevator, he suddenly felt the original sense of fear, which hit his whole body, his hands and feet trembled uncomfortably, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, and whispered a countdown in his mouth. The moment the elevator door opened, Ran Kongxia was relieved, no longer trembling, walked briskly to his door, and took out the key from his pocket with some uneasiness.

It's just that the keyhole is completely covered by a big hand. Ran Kongxia, who was always in a state of being frightened, was already afraid, stopped his movements, and slowly took a cursory look to the side, the owner of the hand was Que Wu. Ran Kongxia's anger was rekindled, and the raging fire almost burned Que Wu to ashes. However, when Ran Kongxia looked at Que Wu's face with both eyes, he found that Que Wu's face, not only the face, but almost the entire body, was looming in his field of vision. Ran Kongxia's angry face was extinguished by shock in an instant. Ran Kongxia hesitantly stretched out his right hand, slowly touched Que Wu's face, and began to be able to actually touch the skin, which disappeared after a while. "Ghosts?" Ran Kongxia said silently in his heart, one point of fear, nine points of curiosity and excitement.

"Are you becoming a nerd, open the door!" Que Wu's voice was weak, and his speed was not as fast as before, like a patient who had not recovered from a serious illness. Ran Kongxia put his eyes back on the lock, and found that it seemed to be stained with something, unscrewed the lock, walked into the house, and through the bright lights in the house, he saw that what he had deliberately smeared was actually blood! Ran Kongxia felt uneasy, and when he turned around, he saw Que Wu, who had fallen to the ground, and gently raised his head, only to see that the bandage tied on his forehead before was gone, and the wound was split again, and the blood flowed slowly down the corner of his eye. There was also blood stains on his right hand, and Ran Kongxia guessed: Maybe he had stained the blood on the lock at that time, and he didn't notice the pain himself?

It took a lot of effort for Ran Kongxia to carry Que Wu to his room, bandage his wounds again, wipe away the sweat beads oozing from Que Wu's face with his handkerchief, in order to let him rest well, Ran Kongxia casually turned off the light next to the bed, and wondered: Isn't the light in this room broken?

"Lamp!" Ran Kongxia walked to the door but suddenly heard Que Wu's voice, but, without hearing clearly, returned to Que Wu's bedside and asked softly:

"Can you say that again?"

"Turn the lights on!"

"Do you like to sleep with the lights on?"

"Hmm!"

"Oh!"

Ran Kongxia continued to stand, thinking that Que Wu could still speak, as if he wanted to drink water or eat, etc., and felt that Que Wu was indeed very sick, and his sweat wet a whole handkerchief. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear Que Wu's voice again, so he closed his door lightly and returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, unable to sleep, Ran Kongxia walked to the balcony, stared at the distant night sky, scratched his ears and cheeks, and said to himself: "Hey, shadow! Are you afraid of the dark?" Ran Kongxia thought about it, and felt that he had caught Que Wu's pigtail. I can't help but think of all kinds of unpleasant things since Que Wu appeared to the present, I feel that the night in the past few days is not only dark, but also very "cold", and even the stars in the night sky are also cold, making the people watching become more "cold" unconsciously.

In the early morning, before the sun showed his red face, Que Wu had already woken up, and found that his wound was covered with a new bandage, and the lamp hanging from the ceiling book could not show its own light in the daytime. Que Wu, who had recovered, turned off the lights comfortably, opened the light blue curtains, and felt a sense of happiness for a long time.

Ran Kongxia also got up and changed his clothes, stuffed the two or three flashlights he brought from home into his pocket, his own small pocket, with a black face, walked to Que Wu, who was in the living room, deliberately created an atmosphere of gunsmoke, and shouted with resentment: "Que Wu! This is for you!" Ran Kongxia said, while taking out the three flashlights he had forced into one by one, holding them in both hands, and handing them to Que Wu.

Que Wu didn't understand, what was Ran Kongxia going to do, but he wasn't very surprised, and replied plainly: "What are you doing?"

"With this, you won't faint again!" Ran Kongxia shoved the flashlight into Que Wu's hand.

"Don't guess!" Que Wu frowned, and said casually.

"It is precisely because you are the shadow that you need light, daylight, light, moonlight, any light. Therefore, you who have lost the light ......"

Que Wu didn't let Ran Kongxia finish speaking, so he quickly said, "You are only half right!"

"Only half?"

"I need light, but because it's my relationship, it doesn't matter if there is no light at special times. Besides, I've only been here for a short time, so, as you can see. Que Wu explained, for Ran Kongxia, it was like not speaking, Ran Kongxia only heard the self-righteousness of the only one from the words.

"In that case, I don't want to say anything to you, you leave here completely, don't come back!"

Que Wu expected that Ran Kongxia had not yet dissipated his anger, put the extra flashlight on the coffee table, took out a lipstick from the pocket of his clothes, and dangled it in front of Ran Kongxia's eyes.

"I'll pay you for it!Don't be angry anymore!I've been looking for a day to find the same model!" Que Wu's eyes with a cold light were overflowing with warm color.

"......" Ran Kongxia looked stupidly at the same lipstick as himself in Que Wu's hand, not knowing how to refute.

"Also, there's one thing you forgot!" Que Wu winked mischievously at Ran Kongxia like a child.

"Huh?"

"I'm your shadow! Your shadow is tired now, go back to your room and continue to sleep, don't make any noise!" After Que Wu finished speaking, he waved his hand with his back to Ran Kongxia, and went back to his room to sleep.