It was dusk, and birds were chirping overhead, flying towards home. Youer was walking on the avenue of the hospital, and the afterglow of the setting sun made her shadow grow longer.
"Quack--"
A rough and unpleasant cry sounded from above her head. She looked up and saw several black crows flying over her head and arrogantly dropping a puddle of shit in front of her.
Yaya, what's going on? Her eyelids have been twitching from afternoon to now, which makes her upset. Now, a crow dares to poop on her head. She intuitively feels that something bad will happen.
something happened.
There were no lights on in the ward, and it was completely dark. Your son's quick nose smelled a not very strong smell of alcohol. What's going on? At this time every day, Xiaojie would bring a group of children to play a killing game here. Today
What happened? Did they change places?
Classmate You'er, who has no self-awareness and is not very smart, can only think of this. He doesn't even remember that just this morning, someone completely betrayed Young Master Bingshan for his own benefit.
"iceberg--"
You'er called out tentatively and cautiously took a few steps inside.
She was afraid that the little devil Xiaojie would come up with some new tricks to tempt her. It was better to be careful in everything. Last time, they pretended to be ghosts and almost scared her into reporting to the Lord of Hell.
There was a slight noise in the room, which sounded a bit like the sound of drinking something.
"Bingshan, are you there?"
The right child was trembling a little. Please, don't play anymore. She doesn't know where the light control switch is. It's so spooky. This is a hospital, a place with the most innocent ghosts in the world.
"Yu Yishan——"
A gloomy voice sounded from directly in front, carrying strong anger.
"Bingshan, you are here! Can you stop pretending to be a ghost and scaring others?"
You'er complained, Yaya has a big brain, she doesn't know that people can scare people to death. If she didn't have a strong heart, she would definitely not be able to survive now.
"You told her."
With a very sure voice, the room suddenly became bright. Nangong Yi was sleeping on the sofa, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was holding a can of beer in his hand. You could see that the can was slowly twisting under his strength.
It deformed, and foam slowly poured out from it, dripping on the sofa mountain and the ground.
"Bingshan, what nonsense, I don't know what you are talking about."