Ji Rao stops. He doesn't turn his head. He only uses a pair of peach blossom eyes to look back. He is a ghost. The coldness and gloom directly make Shen Yicheng stay where he is.

"Don't follow me." His body flashed and his soul floated forward. This time, Shen Yicheng didn't keep up.

Ji Rao walked for a long time, but when she turned around, she couldn't see Shen Yicheng. She was relieved.

Now he has no memory, no one to rely on and can't go anywhere, but he just doesn't want Shen Yicheng to follow him.

Shen Yicheng's attitude that he must be under his nose all the time annoys Ji Rao.

There are few ghosts in the school, but occasionally one or two students with blood all over their faces float past him. Ji Rao could not help frowning.

The ghost looked at him with his eyes protruding and his whole body flat. It was really frightening. He only grinned when he saw Ji Rao, and then the bloody figure gradually disappeared. It's estimated that it's a student who committed suicide by jumping off a building many years ago.

Ji Rao turns around and feels bored, so she goes back to Shen Yicheng's apartment ahead of time to wait for him.

He knew which room his body was in, and he could see it through the wall. Ji Rao was lying on the bed, integrated with the body.

Ji Rao didn't come to Shen Yicheng all night. Shen Yicheng's mood was a little low. He always looks back or out of the window, hoping to see what he wants to see, but the past goes against his wishes.

After class, Shen Yicheng left with his schoolbag on his back, and Yang Zeyu almost missed him.

"What are you looking for? In a hurry to shit? "

Shen Yicheng didn't pay attention to him. He kept walking at his feet, and soon his figure disappeared into the night. Yang Zeyu smacked his lips, but he was still confused.

Jirao should have gone home.

He said that he would never disappear without saying a word if he didn't leave yinpai. Apart from the apartment, he couldn't think of a second place.

But tonight's road seems a little difficult.

He had to cross another street when he came home. In the past, he preferred to go back by the same road. But tonight, he was obviously worried and hardly hesitated. He turned into a narrow alley connecting two streets. Somehow, all the street lights went out tonight - although it was on, it was useless.

As soon as Shen Yicheng stepped in, he felt a chill, which made Shen Yicheng shiver in the cold season.

But thinking of Ji Rao, he stepped in.

There is a light in front of me, but it is dim and flickering. It has no substantial effect in the dark.

Suddenly, Shen Yicheng's sight stopped at a little hurt, and his steps stopped.

He saw a bump on the ground not far ahead.

He came closer and found a man lying on the ground.

Shen Yicheng squats down, and the man turns to him, unable to see his face clearly. He reached out and touched his shoulder as if he had touched ice.

He hesitated for a moment and broke the man over.

Under the dim light, the delicate face of the people on the ground can be seen at a glance, but now his eyes are closed, his lips are white, and he is unconscious.

When Shen Yicheng saw the man clearly, he felt a great panic. He picked him up and almost touched his face anxiously, hoping that the person in his arms would give him a response.

"Ji Rao, Ji Rao!"