"Come in and see if there is any place to cheer on."

I said oh, and didn't continue asking. In fact, we have a better choice than staying in the car and being frozen.

For example, please trouble Zuo Hexu.

But in this situation, I seem to want to stay in the car and be with Bai Ji alone.

The sense of security that comes from the people around you.

He asked me what happened, and I briefly told him about the purpose of coming to No. 4 of Si Village and the sleeping process.

After hearing this, Bai Ji did not have too many expressions on his face. He only said that you should not stay in this place. You should wait until the day is full of oil and leave.

It is not wrong to make a decision after dawn. I am not stupid enough to make a joke about my life.

He looked at his watch and it was almost three o'clock.

Bai Ji lost interest in speaking, leaned his head against the back of the chair, closed his eyes to rest.

I looked at his face that had not changed much in a few years, and nothing changed except to increase his maturity.

Times have changed, and people have changed. I didn’t expect that in this place where birds do not shit, I would meet someone I had a crush on five years ago again.

He is my high school classmate. Five years ago, he sat in the last row of the classroom and seemed to be unable to get along with anyone.

I don’t like to talk, don’t like to look at people, and just immerse myself in my own world.

At the age when I first fell in love, I was attracted by his melancholy and handsome face, which started with his appearance and loyalty to his temperament. In my three years of high school, I was in a crush on him for two years.

It’s a pity that before the final exam in my second year of high school...

"Bai Ji, why did you suddenly drop out of school in your second year of high school?"

I guessed countless reasons that year, he was sick, had an accident at home, or simply thought that the school was not good, and wanted to change the environment.

I've inquired for a long time but haven't gotten any results. I met again and just wanted to wait for an answer.

After hearing the problems that had bothered me for many years, he only opened his eyes calmly and turned his head to look at me. As he met my eyes, his eyes moved to my clenched fists.

"Are you cold?" He answered the question irrelevantly, changing the subject.

"A little." It's not just cold, my clenched fists are more about expressing my earnestness and nervousness about the problem.

"Are there any clothes?"

It seems that he doesn't want to give an answer.

I nodded in disappointment, let go of my fists, and squeezed out a smile lonely: "In the house, I didn't take it out."

"Wait for me here."

Bai Ji suddenly opened the car door and went out, and I couldn't even call him.

Even though I knew how dangerous the No. 4 haunted house was, I still walked in just to help me get my clothes.

The familiar back still has unknown loneliness.

He was once the one who I followed three streets and didn't dare to speak.
Chapter completed!