Lin Shenhui was born weird and could see ghosts and gods. His parents died early and his relatives did not like to see him. Abnormal things often happened around him, which was weird and weird.
No one loves him, no one saves him.
He is withdrawn and taciturn, and his eyes always have a kind of shuddering nervousness, which is gloomy and twisted.
In his lonely life, he met someone.
You Mian is a well-known figure in his high school. Like the fog in the sky or the moon under the sea, he is out of reach, but he still dreams about him.
That winter, the sky was bright.
Lin Shenhui raised his eyes, rarely looking directly at anyone.
I saw the stars and the hot world.
There was a movement in his heart, which was the obsession for many years. Disaster suddenly occurred, but he was happy with it.
Lin Shenhui never took the initiative to approach him, he only watched him silently in the dark - he was born unlucky and he did not dare to approach.
Until that year.
Three years after graduating from high school, Lin Shenhui had to leave You Mian's city temporarily due to urgent matters. He did not see You Mian for half a year.
When he came back here again, he could never find that person again.
He searched like crazy and finally got the news.
——That person is already dead.
The dark and heavy depression pressed firmly on his heart, and the severe pain that was about to burst made him grit his teeth.
Just when he was about to go crazy, he accidentally brought something back from Youjia's old house.
"You Mian" lowered his head, his face was gloomy, and his whole body was full of deathly aura.
Lin Shenhui's expression remained unchanged, a smile appeared on his usually gloomy face.
"You Mian, are you hungry?"
The evil ghost who died tragically slowly raised his head, his Adam's apple rolling.
Lin Shenhui's eyes were gentle.
"I'm going to find something to eat for you... Hundred-year-old ghost, okay?"
The evil ghost's blood-colored pupils flashed, and the corners of his bloody mouth rose.
Lin Shenhui seemed to be unable to feel the terrifying aura of the evil spirit, and his eyes hidden under the cold lenses were filled with twisted and crazy excitement.
——
The Youjia old house was in panic.
Since that thing was stolen, they have been living in fear.
Dark corners, deserted attics, decaying old wood... Every little movement made them tremble.
——No one knows better than them how painful and desperate that person was when he died.
That kind of frightening torture turned him into an evil ghost in an instant, and made him hate them to the core!
Amidst the intense fear, someone came to the door.
The long-haired young man was holding an umbrella, his face was pale, but there was a strangely sweet smile on his lips.
The Youjia family looked stern and said, "Who are you?! How dare you come to the Youjia family to provoke you!"
The long-haired young man remained silent, but a strong wind blew around him. An evil ghost in thick ink clothes walked out from behind him. The black umbrella accurately blocked the sun, and there was blood in the evil ghost's eyes.
When flesh and blood were flying everywhere, Lin Shenhui lowered his eyes, and the mirror reflected his smiling eyes.
Intention: young lover.
