Ghost Husband's Too Shy

"An Jiling... An Jiling." But as soon as the voice fell, Fang Jun over there began to call my name again, and trembled and stretched out his hand to me.

I bit my teeth. The scene was really scary. It was like a ghost calling me and trying to hook me to my hand.

But this voice, I can hear, is full of expectation and despair, very contradictory.

I clenched my fist, looked at Ling Xiao, who still didn't respond with my eyes closed, slowly stood up and looked at Mo Chen. His eyes were full of encouragement and indifference. Maybe he wanted to see my own ideas.

Is it because people are dying, so I began to feel a little softhearted again. I think things are really over, so I can relax.

Maybe it's out of this idea, maybe it's to see that Fang Jun, although terrible, still looks sad and grows old in a moment, which is not only testing my endurance, but also more uncomfortable for himself.

He once said before that it is to maintain youth and live. This is also his desire, so now

In the end, why did he promise Mo Chen to do so, why did he suddenly give up, what happened before, and what agreement did the two reach when I didn't know the situation?

I looked straight at Fang Jun, who immediately became a withered old man, and slowly moved my steps bit by bit.

He said that as long as he died, Ling Xiao would wake up. That's what he said just now.

Looking at the dying Fang Jun here, I sighed and accelerated my steps.

Looking down at him: "..." but I don't know what to say. I seem to put down something slowly in my heart, and I don't know what it is. It's a little chaotic.

He looked up at me laboriously. Fang Jun trembled and slowly outlined a smile he thought would be very good-looking, but in my eyes, it was still gloomy and terrible. After becoming an old man, it was even more terrible.

"This time, really, I won't pester you again. Keke... Keke, this time is also true. I'm not lying to you. Maybe it's my relief, maybe it's my sudden brain trouble. Ha ha, Keke, give it back to you. You can exchange everything you want, so can you take a good look at me? An Jiling. "

While talking, Fang Jun began to cough. Obviously, Fang Jun began to take off his strength. At first, some people couldn't make up their strength, were out of breath, and coughed.

I looked at her numbly, and slowly squatted in front of him again.

Because it has become a withered bone, even the clothes are much smaller and empty. There should be only one layer of skin left on the fingers, and the eyes are even more frightening.

But I was no longer so surprised or so afraid. I just looked at him and didn't know what to say.

Want me to look him in the eye? Just because he is dying, has the desire at the last minute become so simple?

Won't you want to completely possess me and turn me into a puppet?

I thought so, and the corner of my mouth slightly raised an arc: "Fang Jun, is this your end? You said, "in the end, did you ask for it?"

It was like a dagger, stabbing him hard in his last heart.

I can't tell what kind of mentality I am out of. It's very contradictory, but he's dying. I saw him in front of me.

However, what suddenly came out of his mind was the pool of dust that Chu Ye became when he was scared.

"So even if you die, Chu ye, you won't come back, you know? Will you become dust when you die? When you die, will the people you killed return to their original lives? When you die, you are free, your desire is gone, and everything you have is gone. Do you think it will float away with the wind? Do you think things are very simple again? "

I stared straight into his sunken eyes and didn't let go of any emotion.

However, he had deep set eyes and gray eyes. There was no light in his eyes.

Choked by my words, Fang Jun began to cough violently and couldn't even say a word. In my ear, he was so ironic that he seemed to escape, escape my questions

"Goodbye, or that sentence, I won't remember you. I've forgotten what you look like. Now in front of me is such an old face. Even so, it's still so ugly and doesn't please me."

He can't speak, so, for me, I continue to poke his heart word by word.

In this way, when I stopped my words, Fang Jun's eyes had closed and trembled slightly. It was like breathing for a second, a second, in a second, his body finally couldn't support it and fell slowly.

No more, I have no strength to open it.

This is a corpse of a man who has lived for hundreds of years. A life span of hundreds of years has finally stopped now.

I looked at him without any ups and downs, squatting in place, sipping my mouth for a long time.

There was a blank in his mind. Then, before Chu Ye lost his nerve, he looked at me, a deep eye, clearly appeared in my mind.

Chu ye, this is your old friend, the brother you have been reading for a long time.

That is, killing too many people and taking their souls for themselves, demon.

This is the earth shaking devil who broke into our lives and stirred up our world.

This is Fang Jun, who destroys the life of the people around me, destroys my feelings, and wants to take me for himself and become a puppet.

Will you see, will you know, all the words I said to him before he died, can you be at ease.

He deserves what he deserves. He is not worth your concern, don't know your maintenance, and don't deserve your sadness.

Chu ye, did you hear that.

The cold tears slid down from his eyes and hit the ground in front of Fang Jun. it was dark and disappeared.

Chu ye, can you come back? Sorry, I'm really sorry for you.

Ink dust came to me and looked at my lost look. He didn't say anything, but there was a slight fluctuation in his chest.

I didn't hear or pay attention to the silent sigh.

For a long time, I withdrew from my inner world and looked at the ink dust standing beside me for a long time.

"Brother, is it over?"

My voice is dumb and hard to hear. Compared with the other Jun's mean words just now, I don't have any momentum at all.

Ink dust touched my hair: "it's over."