Ling Shijian plugged the headphones into her mobile phone, clicked on the screen again, and released the song, she brought a headset herself, took one in her hand, and handed it to Zhang Ziyu: "No, the long night is long, I have no intention of sleeping, I will reward you with a Jay Chou." ”

Zhang Ziyu raised his eyes to look at her, and saw that her eyes were bright, like crystal dew in the morning, without that arrogance, she was a little softer, and she could actually be described as bright and kind; Looking down again, in the dark, I saw the white earphone cable in the white palm.

Lingshi Jian's hand is very good-looking, slender, well-proportioned, with distinct and powerful bone joints, suitable for holding a sword, but white and smooth, without calluses, perhaps it is the privilege of immortal cultivators, who practice swords all year round without being calloused; The headphone cable also looks good and is new.

Headphones, to some extent, are personal items because they are tucked into the ears; Anyone who is a little bit of a cleanliness addict will not share his headphones with others.

Therefore, when one person shares headphones with another person, it represents a certain degree of closeness and acceptance; And a girl takes the initiative to share headphones with a boy, sometimes, just to say that sometimes, it may be seen as an expression of heart.

At night, in the early hours of the morning, on the side of the street, a pair of young men and women, sharing a pair of headphones, listening to songs, walking, the atmosphere is actually ambiguous, charming, and ...... Romantic.

Zhang Ziyu's thoughts circled for a long time, and when he came back, he still reached out and took the earphones from the palm of Lingshi Sword.

He lowered his head and tried to distinguish the "L" and "R" on the headphones through the night, and finally saw the "L" engraved on the headphones. He looked at the relative position of himself and the Lingshi Sword again, then walked around the Lingshi Sword, walked inside, wrapped his left ear around the Lingshi Sword, and also brought his heart close to her.

"Your heart loves me, beating on the left."

He shoved the headphones with an "L" engraved on them into his ears.

What is playing in the headphones is a song "Trajectory", which is still Jay Chou's song, and the prelude has been played at this time, and when it comes to the chorus, Jay Chou is singing:

"I'll be in a daze and forget about you

Then he closed his eyes tightly

"Imagine that day, someone will take its place

"Let me stop missing you

“……”

When he heard the song, he glanced at her again, but saw that she seemed to have ordered an ordinary song, with no special expression on her face, just looking at the road and walking slowly.

However, he thought, she deliberately ordered this song, which should have a deep meaning.

Could it be that he guessed in his heart that what she meant: If he didn't succeed in cultivating immortals, and she succeeded in seeing her heart, she would have a chance to reach the next realm, and her longevity would increase greatly. When the time comes, will she be ruthless, turn around and leave, or be too forgetful, or find another immortal cultivator.

Another Immortal Cultivator......

Thinking that the Lingshi Sword might pounce into the arms of other men, Zhang Ziyu's heart was very blocked.

He kept his head down, not wanting to speak.

It's just that he didn't know that the Lingshi Sword on the side was not looking at the road, but the darkness in the distance.

She wondered if the song that randomly popped up in her headphones was a reminder to her: if she left now, don't cultivate it, try to forget him, and imagine that one day another girl will love him, not love him with a purpose like her...... It should be better.

The two of them were thinking wildly in their hearts, and neither of them spoke.

Walking silently on the street.

Just walking, Ling Shijian suddenly said, "You go slower!" ”

It turned out that Zhang Ziyu's steps were too big and too fast, and he went to the front.

He slowed down with hindsight.

It was only after a while that Ling Shijian said again: "Come over a little!" ”

It turned out that the two of them were too separated while walking, and the earphone cables were taut.

Zhang Ziyu approached the Lingshi Sword again.

However, when he got closer, he didn't dare to get too close, if he got too close, he would touch her body and feel her temperature; Far away, he didn't stay away, because the headphone cord was that long.

It is necessary to control the speed and the distance, and this step is not so scattered.

But, isn't this the romance of sharing a pair of headphones?

The two started walking from the walking path opposite the Yin family courtyard, away from the direction of Jiangzhou Normal School, walked to the next intersection, turned around and crossed the road, walked back, passed through Yin's small courtyard in the middle, and then went to the intersection of Jiangzhou Normal School, turned around and crossed the road, and walked back to the car.

Because of the slow walking, this circle walked down and disappeared for more than an hour.

In the headphones, Jay Chou is singing tirelessly, thanks to his fact that there are indeed a lot of songs, and he came back after singing a circle, and he did not repeat it.

At this time, it was "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold".

With the style of this song, the Yin family's courtyard, which is no longer haunted, has a bit of gloomy temperament.

"It's raining, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep, I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

"The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village, and fate took root in the ...... We. ”

In the night, the two stood side by side in front of the white car, with a white headphone cable connected to the middle, looking at the Yin family's courtyard opposite.

"I used to like this song." Zhang Ziyu said.

But now it sounds eerie......

"Do you want to walk around?" Ling Shijian asked.

"Isn't it?" Zhang Ziyu said, "Go again, tomorrow's WeChat step count will explode." ”

"Are you going to sleep in the car?" Ling Shijian asked again.

Zhang Ziyu glanced back and said with disgust: "The smell of snow and snow hasn't dissipated yet......

As he spoke, he reacted and turned around to open the window to disperse the smell.

"Let's go sit down again!" "It's almost four o'clock," he suggested. There is still a moment before dawn.

"Why don't we try it last time."

Playing games in a haunted house again, it's a little exciting to think about.

Ling Shijian nodded: "...... Okay, too. ”

So, when a certain Internet addict teenager who was surfing the Internet all night passed by the Yin family's courtyard, he heard in a daze that there was something in the courtyard:

“Double Kill！”

“Triple Kill！”

“Quadra Kill！”

“Lengendary！”

voice announcements.

He thought that he had been poisoned by the game, and he had not yet returned from the summoner's canyon, and he had auditory hallucinations; But when I listened carefully, there was another girl's laughter, "Hurry up, keep him, my five kills!" Then there was a cry of regret, "Oops! They voted! ”

He came back to his senses, looked left and right, and the surroundings were so dark that there was no game: when he turned around, next to it was the haunted house that had been rumored to be haunted recently!

"Mom!"

He jumped up in fright, instantly refreshed, and ran straight back to school at Bolt's pace. It's a biological marvel.

And when he returned to the dormitory, he probably told his roommate: "Gold, the haunted house over there at the south gate is really haunted, I just broke into the ghost!" ”

I just don't know whose words will be spread longer between him and the benevolent brother in front of me.

When the game was over, Ling Shijian asked Zhang Ziyu: "Was someone scared just now?" ”

"Probably?" Zhang Ziyu wasn't sure, but he didn't care, and skillfully ordered the next round.