This Damned Thirst for Survival

Wen Renlian's smile is gentle but not overly enthusiastic, even if you ask such a question, it won't make people feel sick.

If Kuang is a mountain and Ge Zhu is a breeze, then Wen Renlian is a cunning fox. He didn’t plan to start with his expert divination and fortune-telling, nor did he observe in secret like Zhuo Zhongqiu’s. Instead, he put this curiosity on the surface and asked a question that was easy to answer but not so easy to answer. .

Of course Jiang Luo never slept with Chi You.

There is actually only one answer to this question, and Wenren even knows it himself. Because in the story told by Lu Yi and Ye Xun, Jiang Luo realized that he was in love with Chi You only after Chi You died.

How could Jiang Luo ever slept with Chi You while Chi You was alive?

but…

Jiang Luo held his chin, turned his head and looked out the window.

The morning sunlight struck him obliquely through the glass window, and the years were quiet and peaceful. Suddenly a little sparrow flew outside the window, and the sparrow landed on the edge of the window beside Jiang Luo lightly, and the dark little Douzi looked at Jiang Luo quietly.

Jiang Luo touched the little sparrow casually, and looked at the golden aura in the air. Under this kind of geomantic treasure land, a ghost like Chi You could not show up anyway.

So he said boldly: "No."

Wen Ren even bends his eyes, not surprisingly, just about to say something, Jiang Luo said: "But last night, I experienced a ghost press."

The sparrow at the window moved and stared at Jiang Luo.

Two layers of peach-like blushes gradually appeared on Jiang Luoyi's face. From shallow to thick, as moving as faint ripples, his face was reflected in the sparrow's inorganic eyes, and even Jiang Luo's lightly drooping eyelashes jittered, not falling into the bottom of the eye.

Jiang Luo's blushing face gave the people around him a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Jiang Luo coughed uncomfortably, "I had a spring dream."

Wen Renlian opened his eyes slightly in shock.

Because Chi You is a recipient in "Evil Ghost", Jiang Luo naturally substitutes himself for offense. Even if his face is more gorgeous than Chi You, it doesn't affect his self-confidence.

Jiang Luo seemed a little shy, raised his hand to cover his face, and his black hair covered his palms and his face from both sides. He slowly said, "In his dream, he is very active."

Jiang Luo refrained from laughing, and in a sweet voice, continued to talk about Chi You's physical characteristics as recorded in the book, "I just knew that there were three small moles on his waist and abdomen."

Since the last confrontation, Jiang Luo and Chi You have completely torn their skins.

Chi You wanted to kill him if he was not interested, and even if he was interested, he was simply a lunatic. Since a lunatic would kill himself anyway, Jiang Luo had no choice but to do whatever he could to save his life.

Now he is gloating with misfortune and adding jealousy, taking revenge on the last time he was choked.

"I don't know if he will get hurt," Jiang Luo put down his hands, worried, and his eyes were about to cry in sorrow. "He always does this... He only wants to make me happy when he does things, and never thinks of himself. "

People around: "Hi—"

He took a breath neatly.

They are closer to Chi You than Jiang Luo. Several of the boys have also seen Chi You in the hot spring pool behind the school. Naturally, they know that Chi You has a strange three-point mole on his body.

Moles represent different meanings in different positions. In their eyes, the meaning of moles is very different, but they can't understand the meaning of the three moles of Chi You.

However, Jiang Luo's ability to tell the secret characteristics of Chi You has already proved the truthfulness of the content of his words.

The faces of a group of people became weird.

They sounded like Jiang Luo was the one occupying the top.

Jiang Luo arranged Chi You very happily. He secretly raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at it, but he met the eyes of the little sparrow standing on the window sill.

He was startled, and gently stretched out his hand to touch the little sparrow. The little sparrow was touched by him quietly. When Jiang Luo was about to withdraw his hand, the sparrow suddenly pecked his fingertips and spread his wings and flew away.

A needle-like tingling sensation flashed, Jiang Luo raised his hand and saw that there was only a little red mark on the fingertips, and a little blood dripping out of the size of a grain of rice.

He took out a piece of paper and wiped off the blood, determined to look at the wound for half a minute, and said, "The bird here is so fierce."

"Ghost press, Chun Meng..." Wen Ren slowly sat up, "It really exceeded my expectations."

After sighing for a while, Wen Ren laughed and said, "Jiang Luo, are you living in school tonight?"

Jiang Luo nodded.

In fact, their major students must live in the school, but the original owner dislikes that school life is too simple, and because everyone in the class is stronger than himself, so relying on his family background, he goes early and late and does not follow school rules. Take it to heart.

In fact, the school’s rules are not great, but even Zhuo Zhongqiu, the eldest daughter of the Zhuo family, stays at school honestly and never leaves school unless she is entrusted to do so. They are not because of the rules, but because they are reluctant to leave this geomantic place.

The anger and aura converge, faintly forming the effect of dragon veins, who is willing to leave if there is an advantage?

The original owner, the big fool, thought he was very awesome, and he secretly looked down on Zhuo Zhongqiu, the daughter of Zhuo's parents.

Because Jiang Luo hadn't lived in the school for a long time, his dormitory had long since become a utility room. Wen Renlian explained, "I will arrange you to Chi You's room for now, do you mind?"

This is just another temptation.

If Jiang Luo lied, or Jiang Luo killed Chi You, living in the dead man’s room would naturally be scared and awkward, and would rather not go to school than to go. But Jiang Luo said gratefully: "I wanted to go to his dormitory for a long time."

The school dormitory is just behind the teaching building. The eight people in this class occupy a large area. Along the way, Jiang Luo saw a training ground, a meditation house, a music classroom, a swimming pool, a hot spring pool, and various sports fields.

Jiang Luo:...

Is this the "simple" student life in the memory of the original owner?

Chi You's room is larger than the students'. After all, Chi You is a teacher, and Jiang Luo pushes the door in, thinking that this room is also too big.

He visually estimated that there was about one hundred and eighty square meters, and if he lived alone, he would definitely look empty. Jiang Luo turned the rooms around, and Lu Yi and Ye Xun accompanied him, for fear that he would be in love with the scene.

Ye Xun said, "If you don't want to live here, you can live with us."

Jiang Luo asked: "How big is your room?"

Lu Yi thought for a while, and said unsure: "Fifty level?"

Jiang Luo instantly said, "No, I will live here."

"It's okay to live here," Ye Xun said lightly, "but you'd better not have the hope that Chi You will show up to meet you. This is a school. No evil spirits can go in or out. Even if you live here, you won't see Chi. especially."

Jiang Luo showed a look of being guessed, his face turned pale suddenly.

Ye Xun looked like this as expected, "We will have people clear out your previous dormitory in the past few days. You can only stay here for one night. Jiang Luo, there are different ways of people and ghosts, you should be sober."

Jiang Luo sat on the sofa, buried his head and shoulders trembling.

Others looked at this scene with complex expressions, Ge Zhu shook his head, sighed, and took the lead to walk out, leaving a quiet space for the pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

Wenrenlian walked at the end and was about to close the door when he heard Jiang Luo whisper: "Wenren, can you give me a pack of cigarettes?"

Wen Renlian was taken aback, then smiled, he turned back to the sofa, elegantly took out a pack of ladies cigarettes from the small bag and put it on the table, and took out an exquisite lighter engraved with roses and thorns and placed it on the table. Aside, "Smell the smoke from me?"

Jiang Luo let out a "um".

Wen Renlian smiled again, and turned around while pulling his shawl, "Student Jiang Luo, stop smoking."

The sound of high heels faded away, and the door was closed.

When he was sure that everyone was gone, Jiang Luo lazily raised his head and leaned on the sofa. He kicked off his shoes, got up and went to the bedroom, and opened Chi You's wardrobe.

Chi You had only been dead for a few days, and everything in the room was still clean. Chi You's clothes are all formal, but there is no casual style. He found a new slightly larger shirt, put a song on the phone, hummed it and went into the bathroom.

There was a sound of water, and half an hour later, Jiang Luo came out of the bathroom dripping on his head.

He walked to the refrigerator barefoot, found a bottle of cold beer inside, washed another glass, and went to the table to bite open the bottle cap with his teeth.

Jiang Luo was in a good mood, and the water droplets from the end of his hair were sucked into the gray towel draped around his neck. The shirt on his body is wide, covering the base of his thighs.

Drinking a glass of cold beer after the shower is the coolest thing. Jiang Luo sighed, took a wine glass out of the cigarette packet, lit it sideways, and walked slowly to the balcony.

The sun was shining at noon, and the breeze was very comfortable on his body just after taking a shower. Jiang Luo supported on the handrail and let out a puff of smoke comfortably.

The hem of the clothes was blown up by the wind, and then fell quickly. A sparrow flew lightly to the tip of a tree not far away, looking down at the river falling on the balcony.

Jiang Luo's damp black hair was drenched by the sun, and it quickly dried out. The black hair was messy by the wind, and the two long legs were slender and straight, showing out broadly. He sucked one by one, quietly admiring the scenery in the school.

The sparrow saw this scene clearly, its pupils were dull and hollow, and at first glance, it looked like a dead bird.

When Jiang Luo looked at the beautiful scenery, his mood improved involuntarily. After watching the scenery for an afternoon, he was almost relaxed, so he went back to the room to make up for the rest.

The air in the college was extremely fresh, and Jiang Luo fell asleep after not using it for a long time.

The night is getting darker.

The sparrow on the tree spread its wings and landed on the balcony. It walked into the bedroom, its wings flickered, and flew onto the bed.

The sparrow spit out a drop of blood from Jiang Luo's eyebrows.

The dark blood gleamed with an unknown light, Jiang Luo frowned, and was drawn into a deeper sleep.

…

Jiang Luo felt sweating profusely.

Breathing became heavy and difficult, and the whole body seemed to be burnt as uncomfortable, and the tip of his nose gradually smelled of a burning smell.

Inhale and exhale.

He gradually became sober mentally, but physically, it seemed that he was under the pressure of a mountain, and he couldn't move.

Fuck.

Ghost press.

Jiang Luo tried to open his eyes, when someone in his ear suddenly laughed a few times. As soon as the laughter came out, the heavy feeling on his body disappeared instantly, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Eyes full of fire flashed into the eyes instantly.

There was a fire in the room, and the bed he was staying in was the hardest hit area.

Jiang Luo was startled, he was about to get up subconsciously, but was violently dragged back to the bed in the next moment. He looked over and saw two iron chains that were firmly locked to his wrists in his hands.

Jiang Luo looked up to the other side with an ugly expression.

Next to the desk, sat a tall figure. The man held the book gracefully, with a gentle, hypocritical smile, just like a gentleman. He wore a slim and luxurious black suit with shiny leather shoes, just like the most decent and elegant upper class, or a highly sought after existence among the upper class.

He felt Jiang Luo's gaze, smiled and put the book on his lap, his slender hands gently placed on the cover of the book, and said towards Jiang Luo: "Good evening."

This is Chi You.

Jiang Luoyin looked at him uncertainly.

The corners were very dark, and the whole room seemed to be surrounded by male flames only in the center where he was staying. Jiang Luo never believed that Chi You, whose soul was shattered, could now appear in front of him in this form, nor did he believe that Chi You could enter the school openly.

He tried his best to avoid the heat wave and calm his brain quickly. Soon I found out that something was wrong. Tomorrow’s desk was clearly on the right side, but now it’s on the left side. He tried his best to look up at the window. The weather outside the window was eerie and eerie, as terrifying as the underworld, and the lock on the window was unexpectedly. It's left-handed.

Everything was contrary to reality. Jiang Luo's expression gradually calmed down. He looked at the figure at the desk and said with a smile, "Is this in a mirror or a dream?"

Before Chi You could speak, he said to himself: "I think it's a dream. You don't have the ability to pull me into the mirror at school."

"Right, Chi You?"

Chi You smiled and put the book on his lap on the table—the words on the book were also reversed.

The sound of leather shoes combined with the sound of fire, forming a twisted and crazy music. Chi You slowly walked to the bed, and the fire that was about to burn on the bed shone on his handsome face, splitting his face into bright and dark twisted color patches. Chi You chuckled lightly, and put a hand out of the darkness.

His hand obviously didn't touch Jiang Luo, but Jiang Luo seemed to be pinched around his neck by an invisible palm. He was forced to raise his head, like a swan dying with his neck clamped, and his hair slipped behind his back.

"As a person who likes you to death and wants to take away your secrets, loves, and loves," the voice of the figure standing at the end of the bed became more and more cheerful, as if he had found a fun toy, it was fresh and full of interest. , But it only makes people feel cold all over, "Of course I want to fulfill your wish."

He walked slowly beside the bed gently and rhythmically, the sound of leather shoes was like a deadly countdown.

The invisible hand on the neck disappeared, and Jiang Luo hit the bed hard. He breathed heavily, a hand stretched out over his head, and picked up a strand of his black hair.

Jiang Luo looked up, Chi You's face was like a demon under the firelight, he smiled and said, "Ghost press?"

As soon as Chi You's voice fell, Jiang Luo felt a heavy pressure hit, and the flames blazed across the sky, already burning to where he was lying.

Jiang Luo's nose was full of suffocating smoke and burnt smells. He heard the sound of his hair being scorched, and felt severe pain from his limbs to his whole body.

He can't move, the only thing that can move is his eyes. The intense pain of being burned was like being in hell, Jiang Luo creaked his teeth, staring at Chi You on the bedside.

Chi You looked at him with a smile, but the indifference underneath his smile was as cold as a cold ice cave. The shadow covered him. The jaws located in the firelight and the corners of the mouth that were mercilessly aroused made people shudder.

Jiang Luo was burned alive.

After the severe pain, he opened his eyes again.

It was still a ghastly room, still a dream that was contrary to reality.

Jiang Luo turned over and got out of bed with no expression on his face. He walked quickly to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer from it and threw it heavily on the corner of the table, and then looked for someone in the whole house with a half-sharp beer bottle.

Walking past one by one, until he walked into the bathroom, he was directly pressed into the bathtub by a person who suddenly appeared behind him.

The bathtub that was empty just now was overflowing with water, the water was cold and biting, Jiang Luo was buried in the water with a heavy hand.

"Are you looking for me?" Chi You's elegant voice sounded on the water. He smiled and repeated what Jiang Luo had said in the morning, "This is not good. After all, in the dream, I am the one who takes the initiative."

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