Chapter 177: My hobby is loading people (5

"Wei Mingyan..."
Obsessed that the scene in front of the scene should be scared, but Wei Wei looked at the teenager covering half of his face and smiling at himself, but his heart was not afraid of it, but subconsciously called his name.
Wei Mingyan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky outside. The dark clouds that were originally above the school seemed to be scattered, and the neighborhood was not so dark.
"I am leaving," he said.
The Zheng paintings and Cai Momo behind him have long been stunned by the actions of his previous actions. They only watched the teenager in woolen clothes facing them and talking to Wei.
"give."
Wei soft hand was stuffed with a milk bottle, and she took it. "Where are you going?"
The teenager lowered his eyes, his hands kept covering his half face, and did not answer her words. "You can take this bottle with you to protect you."
He said that he stood up. From the perspective of Weirou, you can clearly see that the two legs of the juvenile are long and straight, and even the appearance of walking is like some nobles who have heard the teacher before, no matter what time, what? In the realm of the situation, they are all walking slowly, and they are not in a hurry.
When Wei Mingyan’s figure disappeared outside the door, Cai Momo and Zheng painted reacted. They quickly stood up and walked softly to the side of Weirou.
"Who is that? It's amazing."
"Weirou, is your friend? Is he a ghost?"
The appearance of blood dripping under the eyes of the teenager appeared in Wei’s mind. She clenched the milk bottle in her hand.
Yes, he is my friend.

In any case, Wei Mingyan saved her.

The three girls went back after packing up the mess.
After the return of Cai Momo and Zheng Hua, they changed back to the former relationship. They all took time off and participated in the funeral of their loved ones. There was only another girl in the bedroom, Wei Wei, the girl from beginning to end. I have never seen anything terrible, I am not afraid at all, Wei Wei is sleeping with a milk bottle, and not so scared.
She came in and out with a milk bottle, because there was always a small bag on her body and nobody cares about her, but every time she passed the streetlight outside the bedroom, Weirou’s line of sight could not help but circle it.
In the middle of the night, she would also think about the boy who suddenly appeared and disappeared inexplicably.
Weirou found a helping sister to help, and checked the list of students in the art department. No one called Wei Mingyan.
He should be a ghost, but a good devil, otherwise he will not help her.
Wei Rou always remembered that day, Wei Mingyan extended his left hand and covered the half face on the left to prevent her from seeing the wound.
At that time, I only looked at the shock, but the young boy blocked his face that day, and the inexplicable people were a bit sad.
No matter how many times Wei Wei has passed the streetlight, Wei Mingyan has never appeared.
She returned home on the day of her birthday.
Wei Da and Wei Ma made a special time to come, and the family gave her a good birthday.
The dishes made by Wei's mother are all Wei Wei likes to eat. Wei Da also bought her a small cake from the outside. The family of three sat on the table and finished the small cake. The parents also bought her a gift.
Wei Dad’s red bag was directly wrapped, and Wei’s mother sent her daughter a beautiful little dress. When Wei Wei was happy to change her clothes, they sat in a chat.
Wei Dad said that their company CEO had a car accident. Now the boss is taking over the company, but the boss’s younger brother has no experience. It’s a mess to make the company a mess. He has also opened several veterans.
Wei’s mother immediately worried about whether it would affect him. Wei’s father waved and smiled.
That’s all a fight, it has nothing to do with us.

"But the manager of the company was opened."
Weirou is peeling peanuts. Hearing here, "Uncle Zhang?"
"Yeah, isn't his daughter a junior high school classmate with softness? I remember that the little girl liked to come to our house to play."
It was the best friend of Weirou Junior High School, called Zhang Jing. Later, Zhang Jing had to go abroad with her mother. They still reluctantly stayed for a long time, and then they never contacted again, but Weirou still remembers when Zhang Jing left. The eyes are red, saying that if you can come back, you must come to her first.
Wei’s mother asked if Manager Zhang was smashed and fished. Wei’s father hesitated and said,
It’s not a problem. Manager Zhang’s hand has dropped several wrong accounts, and he decided to open him.

After that, he brought some doubts and casual words. "But Manager Zhang has always been a meticulous person. He has not made a mistake in the company for more than ten years. I don’t know what happened in the past few days. I didn’t have any spirit when I looked at it. The manager of Zhang, who is soft and gentle, is also very concerned about me. I want to mention something to see him tomorrow."
"It is time to go." Wei mother agreed. "You will go to me for money, and I will send it to you tomorrow. I will help you."
The topic of the two people gradually spread to the gift of the past, Wei soft really can not understand, simply entered the house to prepare for rest.
Their home is not rich. When they first bought a house, they were a few years old. The money for Wei Da and Wei Mama was only enough to buy a small house, so Wei Wei’s room was a little small, but she packed it up. Clean and looks very warm.
Weirou was sitting at the table and carrying something in the bag. Suddenly she found that there was a person standing downstairs. She glanced at her subconsciously, only to find that she was standing under the streetlight and looking up.
It is Wei Mingyan.
She quickly opened the door and excused to go downstairs and throw garbage. She hurriedly put on her coat and picked up the door to prepare the next day's garbage to run downstairs.
"You look at the road!"
Wei mother and Wei Dad shouted, only to hear the footsteps of her daughter hurried down the stairs.
"Really, it’s still like a child, it’s not big." Wei Dad sighed with a smile and had no blame.
In his eyes, of course, the daughter is all right.
"Right! The little clothes I bought last time, have you burned?"
"Should be burned, and I took it to the graveyard today."
When the two finished, they remembered the child who had just died on the ground, and the mood was heavy.
The two of them were neither wealthy, but they still bought a small piece of cemetery for the child to put on the urn, where there are some tombs for the children who died. Because the land is small, the price is still justice.
After so many years, in fact, the grief of losing the child was almost diluted by time. It’s just that Wei’s mother is more emotional. Every time she buys something for her daughter, she always remembers that her son’s death is clean and good. I will also buy some things to burn, just to be a thought.
This Wei Wei birthday, in fact, is not the birthday of the child.
Weirou happily went downstairs, carrying the and not paying attention to it, went directly to the position he just saw, and sure enough, stood under the tree with Wei Mingyan.
Seeing her running in her skirt, she smiled. "You run slowly, not afraid to fall."
Weirou quickly came to him. When he came closer, he found that Wei Mingyan had changed his clothes. The white and blue sweaters were worn on him, and the handsome face that was lined up looked good.
"You changed clothes?"
I don't know if it was because Wei Ming said that he saved himself. Weirou saw that he was not only not afraid, but he was close to his heart. At this moment, he looked at him like this, and he subconsciously asked.
"Yes."
The boy’s face showed a shallow smile, and his eyes looked a little happy. He bowed his head slightly and looked at his new sweater and said,
My father and mother burned it to me.

Weirou stunned, this only thinks that Wei Mingyan is a ghost, and his clothes are of course burned by living people.
"Are you coming to me?"
"Yeah." Wei Mingyan nodded. "I will see."
When Wei Wei lost the rubbish, and one person and one ghost sat together on the bench downstairs, Wei Mingyan opened his mouth first. "You guessed it right, I have already died."
Even if Wei Jian had already guessed this answer, I couldn't help but be amazed, but there was no fear of strangeness. It may be because she knew that Wei Mingyan would not hurt herself.
Wei Rou turned to look at Wei Mingyan, the teenager's face was normal, his clothes were clean, and it was not the same as all the remnants he saw that day.
"Why are you going to save me that day?"
Wei Mingyan leaned on the bench. "It happened to pass by, and it was saved."
It is such a simple and rude reason.
Still waiting for the softness, the young man turned his head and looked at her with a confused look.
"Cute you, actually I want to make friends."
"make friends?"
"Well, I will be dressed as an adult, and I will talk to people in various classrooms. If I say a word or two, I can send it to myself."
"The last time the remnant in the school was attracted to the past by the incense, I followed it and I saw it later."
Wei Mingyan looked up and looked at the direction of the building in the Wei family. He sighed. "Do you know? It’s really lonely to be a ghost, especially when I am a ghost, so I always like to disguise myself as an adult.

"But so many schools last time..."
Weirou’s opening responded, and some of them sighed.
Yes, they are cruel.

"That, if you want to find someone to chat, come to me, I also like to chat."
"Are you not afraid of me?"
The young man’s eyes also looked at the direction of the defender and said softly,
I can only maintain this state for a short time, as long as I use force, here...

He reached out and clicked on the cheek of one side. "It will look like it is ugly."
"Where is it ugly?"
Wei Ruo heard the loss in his tone and quickly comforted him. "It’s just a short piece, it’s not ugly."
Wei Mingyan turned her head and looked at her. She saw the truth in the eyes of the girl in front of her, and her lips raised a shallow smile. "Thank you."
"I have been trying to cover this trace, but I can only barely cover it at night. You are still the first to say that it is not ugly."
Weirou looked at his face cautiously, for fear of pokeing his scars, hesitatingly asked, "Do you want to cover this wound?"
"I didn't have a wound when I died, but I just became a ghost and I didn't understand things. When I got sun, I was hurt."
The young man clicked on the side and smiled a little bit. "Now I am not afraid of the sun, but the wound is also left. I want to be like a person, but as long as it is exposed, it will only scare those people away."
"And I can't accept such an ugly self..."
Weirou couldn't help but make up for the boy to make friends, and carefully cover the appearance of his wounds. It was like that day, he grabbed half of his cheeks and kept himself secret.
I don't know why, she has a natural closeness to him. Just think about it like this, and I can't help feeling it.
Suddenly thinking of something, Wei soft eyes lit up, "Is it possible to wear it on you as long as it burns to you?"
The teenager didn't know what she was going to do, but she nodded.
Wei Dawei and her mother are chatting. Suddenly, my daughter is on the floor, and my father just screamed, "Soft, what are you running..."
Weirou reached out and said, "Dad, you can use it for me."
Wei Dad gave a confused look.
Weirou ran to his room again, and the couple looked at each other with a puzzled look. "This child, what are you doing... oh, soft, where are you?"
After twenty minutes
Wei softly stepped off the burnt ashes and turned to look at the teenager behind him.
He was a little novelty and touched the half mask on his face. He saw Weirou look over and showed a happy smile.