The noble evil young lady

"Hey! Miyamoto, are you sure you're here? You won't play tricks on me!" I yelled angrily into the phone while standing at the door of a deserted cemetery.

I looked at the photos of the deceased on the tombstones, and the wind in spring was relatively strong, and there was no one around, and a gust of wind blew violently. I actually saw the people in the photos on the tombstones smiling at me hallucinations.

I'm afraid of ghosts! !

"Yes, it's here." Miyamoto seemed to be a little bit unbearable to my yelling, and the tone was a bit bad.

"If you dare to lie to me, you will die, you will die!" I said viciously, looking at the surrounding environment and feeling a little scared.

"...I'm right behind you."

Miyamoto He was almost speechless holding the phone.

I looked back, and Miyamoto He appeared behind me like a ghost with a stinky expression on his face, scaring me so much that I almost dropped my phone on the ground.

I glared at him and said annoyedly, "What kind of lousy place did you make an appointment with? It almost scared me to death!"

"Because my home is near here, there is no way..." Miyamoto He looked at the terrifying atmosphere around him and said casually.

I took a closer look at what Miyamoto was wearing, a very ordinary and ordinary letter T-shirt, and a pair of maroon hip-hop pants. I was wearing a pair of sneakers of a brand that I couldn’t name. If you don’t look at his face In other words, with a height of 1.8 meters [-] and a figure without excess fat on his body, he is really handsome no matter what he wears.

But look at his face again. . .cough cough. . .no more.

"Lead the way, I don't want to stay in this place any longer." I looked at the posthumous photo in front of me again, a naive girl was smiling at me gently, as if her face would be distorted in the next second.

good. . .So scary!

Miyamoto He glanced at me and led the way in front of me.

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