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"He Qing"
Yan Rong stood up stiffly, looked down at the man's body on the ground, and looked at He Qing behind Yan Ze.
He, too, has become a ghost?
But just now, didn't he disappear? under the sun.
Yan Rong's thinking was already confused, his face was covered with blood red tears, he walked towards the man in a daze, stretched out his hand, and touched his pale face.
"He Qing, He Qing, that's great, you're still here"
He was crying and laughing, without the look of a dandy at all, hugging the man, his eyes were full of excitement and joy.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's me"
Yan Rong murmured, but found that He Qing had no expression on his face, and the expression on his face remained motionless, like a living corpse.
The smile on his face slowly froze.
"He Qing" The pale hand fell on the man's pale face, Yan Rong managed to squeeze out a smile, "You, don't be angry with me, or hit me, scold me, don't ignore me "
But that person still didn't respond.
The bad premonition in Yan Rong's heart became more and more serious. He gently pushed He Qing, but did not get any response.
The man had a stiff face and didn't even look at Yan Rong in front of him, even if he was willing to give his life for this man.
"He Qing" Yan Rong panicked. He hugged the man and called him with shaking hands, "Wake up, wake up"
He Qing's beautiful eyes stared straight ahead without any reaction.
Yan Rong followed his gaze stiffly, and landed on Yan Ze.
The man was trying to wake up the people on the ground at this moment, completely unaware that behind him, there was a soul watching him quietly.
Yan Rong watched Yan Ze get up in a panic, and he ran out of the corridor, so He Qing also turned pale, and followed him out of here.
In the office, Yan Rong seemed to be the only one left.
Why, He Qing followed Yan Ze
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Yan Ze firmly believed that it was Yan Rong's ghost who killed the man. After a short period of sadness, he rushed back home and stopped halfway through packing.
The He family has no other relatives, only He Qing, a single seedling. At this time, he suddenly died suddenly. What about the remaining property of the He family?
The greed in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, Yan Ze slowly closed the suitcase in front of him.
His heart was beating fast, and his face was flushed with excitement.
The He family's company is much better than theirs.
He has been working in the company and knows everything about it, if he does it at this time
He shook his hands excitedly and took out his mobile phone, "It's me, He Qing is dead, you immediately"
After distributing the order to take advantage of the opportunity, Yan Ze looked nervously at the room where there was no one else but himself, seeing that there was no movement except the breeze blowing in through the window, he was relieved a little.
He went to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find something, but he never knew that there was a pale man behind him, looking at him expressionlessly.
And beside the cabinet, Yan Rong sat on a chair, looking at Yan Ze with hatred.
He didn't know why He Qing followed Yan Ze, but he never believed it was because He Qing liked this person.
He Qingtao, the one I like is him.
Even now, looking at He Qing who doesn't respond to him, Yan Rong still feels empty in his heart.
It never occurred to him that after his death filled with hatred, there would be such a person planning every possible way for his resurrection.
But now, this person has become a ghost, he is pale, unconscious, and will disappear when exposed to the sun.
Yan Rong didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to follow the man, and followed him to Yan's house.
When there was a sun, he pulled He Qing over and blocked him with his body.
He lost his memory, and no matter what the man did, he let it go with a blank expression.
Yan Ze had no idea that there were two ghosts watching him quietly all the time behind him. He nervously closed the doors and windows and turned on all the lights, thinking that it would be safe.
During this period, He Qing followed him all the time, keeping a distance of half a meter.
Yan Rong couldn't understand why He Qing would follow Yan Ze even though the book said that souls follow corpses.
Yan Ze was going to take a bath, He Qing opened his eyes, followed step by step, Yan Rong frowned suddenly, and pulled him back.
Fortunately, He QingWith a bunch of flowers, I rushed upstairs excitedly.
The black girl was indeed running, lap after lap.
He Qing pursed his lips in embarrassment, and moved over in small steps. Under the suspicious gaze of the girl, he handed over the flowers, and said in a low voice, "I like you, can we be together?"
The girl took off the earphones, revealing a magnetic and pleasant male voice, "Excuse me, what did you just say?"
The boy was dumbfounded.
He stood in a daze, watching the big brother take the rose curiously, lowered his head and smelled it, "Give it to me?"
"I, I see that you are too tired from running, so I will send you flowers to make tea"
He Qing moved the corner of his mouth stiffly, "Well, brother, I'm leaving first, you come on, run slowly."
Zuo Feng watched the fair-looking young man run away as if being chased by a ghost with amused expression, and looked down at the flower in his hand.
rose Tea? Thankfully he figured it out.
Putting the flowers on a branch, he put on his earphones and continued running.
She shouldn't be wearing the clothes given by that girl Zuo Xue, and being treated as a girl again.
Zuo Feng was not angry either, he was used to it anyway.
He has a handsome appearance since he was a child. When he was a child, he was always dressed as a girl to go out to play. He thought it would be better when he grew up, but he didn't expect that his facial features still favored girls, and they were still pretty.
Coupled with his good figure, even if he wears men's clothing and men's shoes, he is always mistaken for a woman, and has been confessed countless times by men since he was a child.
Like He Qing, as long as you open your mouth and make a sound.
However, this kid is quite funny, and he also makes scented tea.
¡¾Ding! Zuo Feng's favorability: 10, please continue to work hard, okay?]
The young man pushed open the door with a dazed expression, and sat on the boss's bed. The man from the Northeast, who was hiding under the covers in the morning and watching, was almost not frightened, and lifted the covers to look over.
"Brother" He Qing pursed his lips aggrievedly, "I'm broken in love again"
The boss paused the phone, comforting him as usual, "It's okay, there are thousands of girls in the world, let's look for them if we can't!"
It's okay not to mention the girl, but when it comes to the girl, the grievances in the young man's heart can be called thousands of grievances!
With a sad face, he said, "He's a man"
"What the hell???"
Another week later, after seeing the boy rushing over to announce that he has a girl he likes, and going out to buy gifts with his wallet, this Northeast man who has been worried for a week is finally relieved.
It's fine if you don't bend, it's fine if you don't bend.
By the lakeside of the school, the boy shyly held flowers and came to the long-haired girl who was sketching.
She is drawing the back of a girl, and it seems that the painting should be half done.
This time He Qing was very vigilant, "Well, hello"
The girl turned around, showed a pretty face, and responded with a polite smile, "Hello."
He Qing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the clear and pleasant girl's voice, he was overshadowed last time.
He handed the flowers forward cautiously, "I like you, can we be together?"
There was a trace of surprise in the girl's eyes, He Qing watched her reaction nervously, her little heart was beating thumpingly.
He thought, this is the heartbeat of love!
Zuo Feng, who was being asked by his sister to be a model, pulled the wig off his head and stood up frowning.
Want to chase his sister? He wants to see who it is
Then, he met the boy's eyes full of horror.
Black, black girl!
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It is very painful to write in this world, and sometimes the imagination is too good, and sometimes it is really not a good thing.
For example, in the last chapter, I only wrote a blank face, and then I started to correct that there was a woman with a blank face standing behind me, and then I started to add uncontrollably, red embroidered shoes, white skirt, and floor length. Hair (hanging in the front), revealing a miserable white eye without the white of the eye
When lying on the bed and thinking about the plot, I will also make up the bottom of the bed, and I will be very careful to add adjectives to a hand that I made up in my head, what kind of cracks, cyan, it¡¯s almost crazy
Now, the cat girl is looking out of the window, I will start to wonder if there is something outside, and I feel tired
Take it easy in the next world holiday world, there will be red envelopes in the comments in the next chapter, and twenty little angels will give out red envelopes randomly in this chapter, and I will never dare to write about the supernatural world anymore. com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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