On that night, the days after the ancient soul awakened, it was the longest and shortest time Ji Ge spent in this dark skeleton castle.

The long time is due to the rising and setting of the sun, and almost every moment, Ji Ge is tormented between the female teacher and the ancient soul, which keeps him awake at night, and he can't calm down for a long time after tossing and turning. Sometimes, Ji Ge was alone in a daze at the flower garden for a long time, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

And the short-lived is because Ai Jin has less and less time to wake up, and often his pupils suddenly empty when talking to Ji Ge, staring faintly ahead, Ji Ge feels as if even the last wisp of life on his body is gradually leaving him in this air.

Those pair of glow-red eyes were filled with the deep cold that had precipitated the years, and occasionally flowed to Ji Ge's body, and the cold air that shrouded his body and mind made Ji Ge understand that this was not a teenager he knew, but a completely strange thing, created by the female teacher's poisonous seed.

The number of times this state appeared more and more, and every time Ji Ge's heart trembled, he was afraid that Ai Jin would disappear completely from now on, and at that time, Ji Ge always rubbed the dagger like he used to do when he was a silent red corpse, and said something from time to time, trying to call him back.

On this day, the faint light came through the crack in the door, sprinkled on Ji Ge's cheeks, and the light was reflected in his eyes, he sat quietly by the flower garden, rubbing the dagger in his hand, but his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, stunned, immersed in his heart.

His breath was slightly weak, and his face became more and more pale, since that day, the female teacher came to ask him several times, but did not get any answers, but under the rage, Ji Ge left countless terrible wounds in his body.

With the black qi alone, it was difficult for Ji Ge to recover from his injuries, and he struggled for a long time with the herb dregs left by the female teacher, but he still gritted his teeth and decided not to accept it, but put it away.

It's the sixth day, and Ji Ge doesn't show the slightest sign of healing, but at this time he doesn't care about these things in his heart, but ...... Aikin.

Ji Ge sighed and looked at Ai Jin, but the man's eyes were dim, as if he was thinking about something, Ji Ge knew that this was not him, and even faintly felt that he was afraid that after a while, Ai Jin would be ...... Completely replaced!

As if he had noticed it, his body lying quietly suddenly turned his head, there was no expression on his flushed face, he stared at Ji Ge Shaoqing, as if there was no obstacle, he looked through him at a glance, and slowly moved his gaze to the dagger in his hand for a while.

This was not the first time that the soul had seen it when he entered Aijin's body, but every time he saw it, there was a flash of color in his pupils, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in front of him, making him unable to see through this small artifact, which he had never encountered since he woke up in the world.

Ji Ge was physically and mentally cold, and he took the dagger back into his arms, trying not to look at his demonic eyes.

Seeing Ji Ge put away the dagger, he didn't get angry, but just glanced at him lightly, making Ji Ge's limbs stiff in an instant, almost unable to move.

But this glance made the strange color in his eyes even more intense, and he was stunned for a while, the ancient soul had been imprisoned in the red corpse for three years, and had quietly watched through his eyelids many times This slave boy had made a twisted and mysterious posture countless times, but he had never noticed what the curling black qi was.

In his eyes, what kind of secret can Ji Ge have, who is as small as Ji Ge, is just unbearable.

But at this moment, he suddenly had a faint sense of familiarity, as if he had seen and even touched this kind of black qi in ancient years, but when he thought about it, something seemed to be blocked in his mind, like a seal, and even those memories when he was not him were dug up!

An indescribable surging surged up, and there was a tingling pain in the center of his eyebrows, which made Ji Ge couldn't help but be stunned, he actually appeared a little painful, his expression was quickly cloudy, and he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was deeply tired from the heart.

Ji Ge held his breath, his heart fluttered wildly, he stood up, his eyes suddenly became hot, he took out a dagger and held it tightly in his palm, staring at the red corpse that seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

Fang Cai's feeling will definitely not be faked, and now he must be weaker than ever!

Ji Ge seemed to have a demonic voice bewitching him in his heart, roaring wildly, do it, do it! Kill him with your own hands, and it's over!!

Ji Ge began to move towards the red corpse with his eyes closed step by step, and with each step, he seemed to have to use all his strength, just a stone's throw away from the red corpse, when the dagger could be stabbed, Ji Ge suddenly trembled, and his eyes became clear.

"Huhu...... What am I doing?!No matter who he is, the red corpse is Ai Jin, and if I kill him, Ai Jin will die!!!Do I want to kill Ai Jin!!" Ji Ge felt as if his strength had been drained with that bewitching impulse, and in just a few breaths, his back was already wet, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and large dripping into his neck.

He shook his head heavily, forcing himself to calm down, such a depression almost drove him crazy, and he did something he regretted too much, but fortunately he woke up at the last moment and controlled himself.

The thought that if he didn't stop, his hands would be covered with Ai Jin's blood in the next moment, he couldn't help but shudder deeply, it seemed that he had become too much, perhaps under the influence of the black qi, irritable and impulsive, reckless.

Ji Ge's brows furrowed tightly, I don't know if he will be able to restrain the bewitching voice in his heart next time, it seems that he still underestimated the invisible influence of black qi on himself, and gradually was contaminated and changed by it.

The red corpse never reacted at all, as if it was as unaware as before, but a meat species hidden under the shell was already murderous, and it spread all over the body in an instant, slowly fading away in Ji Ge's hand.

Ji Ge sat on the ground in a dejected manner, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, and his drooping face was full of bitterness.

After a long time, Ai Jin's faint voice came, which made Ji Ge stunned for an instant, covered up the bitterness, and raised his head to look at him, with a thick guilt in his eyes.

The seven-day period is tomorrow, and tomorrow Ai Jin is still Ai Jin, whether it is the female teacher or the soul, the two are competing, and the final outcome is afraid that Ai Jin's consciousness will be erased, and it will completely disappear in the world!

Is it all predestined?

Weakness is the original sin, Ji Ge suddenly understood this truth and understood the guilt he carried.

It is this kind of sin that has created the calamity and pain that I have now, and the sorrow only disappears in an instant and turns into hardness.

But this hardness was a false hardness, and it was instantly shattered when Ai Jin's smiling gaze saw it, and the fragments fell one after another, revealing a bloody heart.

Ai Jin didn't seem to see the guilt in Ji Ge's eyes, just smiled and laughed.

"I'm tired, Ji Ge. ”

His eyelids drooped into a childlike smile, and many images flashed in his pupils.

In the end, it was fixed on the child whose eyes were shining, biting his dirty little hands and asking questions.

"If you're tired, then, let's sleep, I'll be relieved tomorrow, and I don't have to be so miserable anymore......"

Ji Ge crawled to Ai Jin's side and watched him gradually close his eyes, his voice was calmer than ever, but his body was shaking in choking.

Perhaps, the death of a teenager is the gradual loss of breath in the coldness of the same heart in another world.

Ji Ge wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked up, the cold stars in the night sky flickered, and a wisp was cast between the windows.

No matter what happens tomorrow, he and the female teacher, Ai Jin and the red corpse, everything in three years will come to an end.