All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

After the boy finished speaking, he walked straight out.

The female interviewer was already shaking with anger, she stood up and roared angrily.

"You stop me! Which class are you from? Did you talk like that?"

The boy looked back at her coldly, "What? Do you want to fight?"

After speaking, the boy squeezed his fist.

The expression on the face of the big head of a few meters and eighty meters became extremely fierce.

He grinned and said, "You can call your boyfriend, and we will play one-on-one. Or I will single you two."

"Of course, if you don't have a boyfriend, you can also call someone else."

"We can go to the principal's office for a fight, and let the principal see how good the cadres of the student union are."

When the extremely tall boy turned his head, the angry expression on the woman's face froze.

She realized the size gap between the two sides.

So, under everyone's weird gaze, the woman shouted with a stiff expression.

"A person like you is not qualified to join our student union!"

The boy rolled his eyes, and Li didn't bother to care about her, so he turned and left.

In the classroom, Yang Xuming watched the boy leave in a daze, a little dazed.

Isn't this... what happened when he first started in college?

At that time, the woman was too arrogant, and everyone on the scene pretended to be dead.

Then just left.

As for the **** the podium at that time, he didn't care.

After all, in his view at that time, it was just a passer-by.

And he didn't know Wu Zi at the time, and he didn't recognize that the other party was his classmate.

As a result, there was such a story between them?

Yang Xuming sighed, feeling a little complicated.

The moment the girl walked out of the classroom, the picture in front of Yang Xuming suddenly changed.

He no longer sat in the classroom, but stood at the corner of a school building.

In the sky, it was pitch black, and the sky full of stars could be seen.

The girl named Xiaozi stood quietly in the corner with her back against the wall, covering her mouth as if she was crying silently.

Her eyes were filled with desperate sadness.

On the other side of the corner, there was a tall boy with his back facing here, talking to a girl.

In the night breeze, the man's voice floated over clearly.

"...Senior sister, you... uh... please forgive me for my shallow knowledge, I don't understand what you mean."

In the night breeze, the sound of plums floated.

"You really don't understand?"

"I don't understand."

"Then I'll explain it to you. I think you are a good person, a good coolie. Remember to be there on call in the future."

"Ah? Does that mean? I thought Senior Sister you agreed to be my girlfriend."

"It was originally, but it's not anymore. After all, you don't understand."

"Wow! Senior sister, I was wrong! Please let it go!"

"It depends on your sincerity."

"What counts as sincerity?"

"Come and kiss me."

"Huh? Is it developing so fast?"

"I didn't let you kiss my body, what do you think?"

"Where is the kiss..."

"Here, kiss my ring."

"Emmmmm...is there anything to say about this?"

"Swear to me that there can only be one woman in my life. I don't want to fall in love, so I just rush to get married. If you dare to cheat or give up, I will kill you, and then we will go. Be a ghost couple."

"Uh...learn...senior sister..."

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you holding a knife when you are talking?"

"Isn’t it normal for us to study medicine with a scalpel around? Stop talking nonsense, do you still recognize what you just said? Are you planning to marry me? Live with me for a lifetime? Think about it, I’m serious."

"Uh... this... if I say regret now, will it be too late?"

"You can try, play with my emotions, and you will add more sin."

"Ha...hahaha...just kidding, senior sister is so cute, how could I regret it."

"Kiss, then."

"Oh……"

At the corner, the tall boy lowered his head and gently kissed the ring on the senior sister's hand.

The crying girl in front of Yang Xuming was already desperately limp on the ground, burying her face in her knees in pain.

The thin shoulders were shaking gently.

The look of desperate sobbing made Yang Xuming feel complicated.

He subconsciously walked over and came to the girl.

Said, "Xiao Zi..."

In the darkness, the girl looked up.

The two lines of blood and tears dazzled the eyes on the pale paper face.

There is no sadness in the girl's eyes.

She looked at Yang Xuming coldly, and the other side looked at each other for a second.

Yang Xuming looked astonished.

The girl suddenly stretched out her hands and instantly grabbed the wrists of Yang Xuming's two hands.

The icy feeling spread to Yang Xuming's body in an instant.

Before Yang Xuming's eyes, there seemed to be countless pictures.

Seems to hear countless voices.

The whole person's consciousness is plunged into a picture of memories that is so huge that it is indescribable.

On the day that the tall boy and the senior girl dated for the first time, the girl quietly followed them behind, watching the laughter and playfulness between the lovers from a distance...

When the tall boy and senior sister kissed for the first time, in the dark bushes, there was a pair of eyes watching all this quietly...

When the tall boy and the elder sister quarreled for the first time, on a roadside bench not far away, a girl in a hat looked at all this blankly...

When the couple went to the hotel for the first time for the night, in the room next to them, a girl was sitting expressionlessly against the wall, listening to the gasp from next door, feeling the vibration from the wall, sleepless overnight...

All the time, it seems that behind the couple, there is a pair of eyes silently watching all this happen...

Finally, the icy feeling spread to Yang Xuming's limbs.

His body gradually became stiff, as if frozen.

His thinking became more and more dull.

His eyes became more and more loose.

He felt like his two arms had fallen into a quagmire, and there were powerful forces squeezing and pulling his hands in all directions.

His body seems to be falling and falling into the darkness...

Finally, the red candle on the bedside table next to Yang Xuming's pillow burned.

The dim yellow candle flame seemed to dispel the cold and chill in the bedroom.

In an instant, Yang Xuming was pulled out of the cold and dead silence.

He opened his eyes abruptly and saw in horror that half of his two arms had disappeared in the diary.

This seemingly ordinary diary is actually devouring his body like a swamp?

Moreover, the speed of this devouring, with Yang Xuming's awakening, not only did not stop, but accelerated in an instant.

With almost no resistance, Yang Xuming's body was directly pulled forward by the huge pulling force.

Both of his arms were sucked into the diary!