Standing under the pressure of the giant Lu Xian, Xie Cheng was like a puppy standing in front of a big dog. His voice trembled as he mumbled, "Isn't it... just taking out the rubber band? Why do we need to buy a new box?".
Lu Xian's temple was bulging with veins, throwing him to the ground, the hot-tempered guy stomped his feet: "Today you're bold, daring to talk back and not listen to me! Do you think I'm afraid of having gangsters backing me up? Today you're done for!".
He raised one leg to kick Xie Cheng in the stomach, but He Qing stood up to stop him: "Alright".
Lu Xian was slightly surprised: "Brother He? Why did you stop me from beating this guy today?".
He Qing walked over and whispered in his ear: "Are you an idiot? Although there's no surveillance camera in this room, I can hear you screaming and beating people from outside".
"Don't worry, this brat won't dare to tell his father. If he dares to do that, he'll be ruined tomorrow."
Hearing that, Lu Xian stopped, angrily turned around and left: "Fuck! I can't even eat dinner in peace."
He Qing took his lunch box and walked out, while leaving he glanced at Xie Cheng. He raised his head slightly and caught his disdainful gaze, he lowered his head and said nothing.
Xie Cheng crouched down and dusted off his body, the pain in the back of his head made him lose his mood to grade. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
They always found excuses to scold him and beat him. Xie Cheng was their errand boy, if he wasn't satisfied he would be beaten. Ever since he was a student he always won their favor by doing what they wanted. At that time, the feelings were gentle and profound, smiling when meeting, and still smiling when turning away.
But no one could predict the human heart, when jealousy and anger would appear.
Until now, he had become their errand boy.
In everyone's eyes, the two of them were teaching the arrogant guy a lesson, giving this arrogant guy a proper lesson for showing off his talent.
He had always been the arrogant bastard who used tricks to deceive the Old Master to climb up in everyone's eyes.
From a despised fool to a hated arrogant guy.
That's how people are.
Haha...
He was the pitiful one being bullied!
Why couldn't anyone imagine him working hard and working hard day and night?
He didn't dare to rest when he was sick, he didn't dare to sit down when he was tired, while others were playing and resting, he was focused on training hard.
Why couldn't anyone witness it?!
Lying on the bed, he curled up in the blanket, curling up the negative thoughts deep in his mind.
The other two left, Xie Cheng had already cleaned up Lu Xian's lunch box, he took the lunch box home instead of throwing it away. In his subconscious, food is very precious to humans. If it is still intact and thrown away, it will bring bad karma and then be punished by poverty.
At the academy, he was not in the mood to grade papers anymore, so he planned to go home to grade them. But when he got home, he immediately dragged himself to bed and lay down, not in the mood to grade papers.
Time passed, almost eleven o'clock at night, Xie Cheng had not showered or eaten dinner. He just sat there in the dining room.
So hungry.
Roar, grunt, grunt.
"Little brat, why aren't you home yet? I'm so hungry waiting for you to eat together." Xie Cheng complained with his face down on the table.
He wanted to apologize to Xie Ying about what happened this morning, so he dragged his crippled body to cook something delicious to make his little brother happy. He had been waiting since eight o'clock in the evening, but he still hadn't seen Xie Ying.
"Is he really that angry with me? Sigh... What a child."
Xie Cheng was about to go get some rice to eat first, then take a shower and sleep to go to work tomorrow, when suddenly the power went out. The house was completely dark inside and out. Today, there were many clouds without a moon, causing everything around to fall into a cold, quiet night. The wind outside howled by the kitchen window, Xie Cheng shivered and fumbled in his pocket for his phone to turn on the flashlight.
The flashlight on the phone was weak, and the night just took over. Xie Cheng tried to shine the light to get the flashlight, he remembered that in the cabinet outside the living room there was a very strong headlamp stored there, so he turned on his phone and groped to get it. Luckily there was a spare flashlight here, otherwise he would have to go up to the bedroom, in his room there was a super bright flashlight that was very suitable for this situation, but it was a pity not to go upstairs to get it right away, it was convenient to use it here.
He opened the cabinet.
"Huh?".
The cabinet was empty, the flashlight flew away without a trace.
"Where is the flashlight?! Do we have to go upstairs?".
It was really a devil's will, if he went upstairs now he might not see the way, trip on the stairs and fall to his death.
Xie Cheng gave up on using the flashlight and accepted to use the flashlight on his phone, which was enough. Luckily he had charged the battery earlier, otherwise he would have been in the dark by now.
He plopped down on the sofa and called Xie Ying. In the quiet night, only the beeping sound of the phone could be heard. Ten calls had already been made, and Xie Cheng felt uneasy. Xie Ying had always picked up calls and texted back when he was busy so that he wouldn't worry. But this time, after more than ten calls, he didn't pick up, and not a single message was left. Not knowing if something had happened, Xie Cheng bit his nails and kept calling.
The temperature in the house suddenly dropped, and a cold mist began to appear from somewhere. Xie Cheng didn't care about the change in temperature, he anxiously kept calling.
The sound of the wind outside was howling more and more, and it was about to rain. Each raindrop fell on the road and then poured down. The dark and cold night, the wind howled in gusts, and the sound of the rain painted a gloomy scene.
Xie Cheng sat curled up, hugging his legs, the phone was about to heat up, and there were already one hundred and one calls.
"CLACK CLACK".
The wind hit, causing the windows to slam shut and swing open continuously. The rain splashed into the house, he was startled and immediately turned on the light to close the window.
"Hee.. Hee.. Hee".
Standing near the window, he suddenly heard laughter ringing out in rhythm.
"What is it..? Is it the wind?".
He breathed in and out, his palms sweating coldly, reassuring himself that it was just the sound of wind mixed with the sound of rain, creating a sound like laughter. There were many living people, the positive part was more than the negative part, so how could ghosts dare to appear.
The windows in the house were all closed, and only then did Xie Cheng notice that the house was getting colder and colder, as if it were winter even though it was currently summer. His breath was smoky, so he rubbed his palms together to warm them up, and went into the kitchen to turn on the light to find a lighter.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!".
Xie Cheng stopped in shock and turned around in the direction of the knocking sound.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!".
The rain was getting heavier and heavier with no signs of stopping, the city at night was covered in a curtain of rain. Inside the house, Xie Cheng held a long-bladed knife in his hand. If anything rushed in, he would risk his life to slash it.
"BANG BANG BANG BANG!".
The sound of knocking on the door suddenly stopped, completely silent.
His legs were shaking slightly, his forehead and hands were covered in cold sweat, he clenched the knife tightly and walked step by step towards the door. Swallowing his saliva, he raised his hand to unlock the door, the door opened.
"BANG!". Thunder struck, a streak of light flashed across.
"Bang!". "Clank!".
"Ying Ying!".
The knife suddenly fell, Xie Cheng ran to support Xie Ying who was lying on the ground in front of the door.
He placed him on the sofa, under the flashlight from the phone, Xie Ying's face was pale, his wet eyebrows were slightly furrowed. His whole body was soaked, the thin rain-soaked T-shirt hugged his body, revealing every line of muscle, drawing a captivating picture.
Xie Cheng took off his shirt and used a towel to wipe him. There were no wounds or signs of fighting on Xie Ying's body, and he was completely healed. But wherever the towel was wiped, he frowned and groaned as if he had injured him. Xie Cheng stopped wiping, afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it anymore, so he touched his forehead.
"You have a fever."
He wrung the towel into a basin of warm water and placed it on his forehead, pressing the acupoints from his feet to his hands, then his neck to his head.
"Ugh... Ah...".
Xie Cheng looked at him worriedly, the more he pressed, the more he groaned, the blue veins on his muscles were about to explode. Xie Ying suddenly sat up, Xie Cheng was startled and quickly withdrew his hand. He was panting and looking around. His ten fingers were shaking and twitching continuously, until his eyes landed on him. When his fingers stopped, he hugged him tightly, without saying a word.
Xie Cheng's heart was pounding as he hugged him back and stroked his head. In his heart, he was afraid that Xie Ying had been possessed, his expression and phenomenon had said it all.
Although he had always reassured himself that ghosts could not run rampant in the crowded modern society. But somewhere in his subconscious, he still believed that when people were sick, the positive frequency began to decrease, giving ghosts a chance to invade. There was another thing, when going home late at night for a long time, ghosts would gradually find that their souls and fates were compatible, and would follow them, causing them to encounter all kinds of bad luck in life. Or they would bring things from the outside world back, and ghosts would follow them into the house and rely on them.
"Why is your heart beating so hard?".
Xie Ying leaned close to his ear, each warm breath tickling him, making him shiver and slightly turn his head away. There was a faint smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of perfume in the room, Xie Cheng knew it was Xie Ying's, he knew that he had gone to the bar despite being underage, he was a bit angry but still restrained himself for now.
"Hey Xie Cheng Cheng."
His breath and body temperature were extremely warm, emitting warmth that dissipated the cold air in the house. It was clear that Xie Ying was still Xie Ying, this warmth was definitely human, if it was a devil it would be cold and gloomy.