[MTL] (BL) Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

Chapter 44: "Rename."

"Is Jiang Yunsu really not coming back?"

"Hmm."

"He, he is really dead, right?" Bai Tang stared at Jiang Yunshu earnestly and nervously, "Really? It won't appear again in the future."

"Well, it's really dead."

White sugar grabbed Jiang Yunshu's shirt and stared, "You won't leave, you won't die, right?"

"Well, I won't leave," Jiang Yunshu replied, "White sugar, don't be afraid."

Anxiety, his face turned white visibly, showing the extreme fear.

"White sugar," Jiang Yunshu had to make a wave of superstitious intervention when he was still in this state for the fourth consecutive day, "Dreams are all reversed and false."

White Sugar, who was still wearing a blue and white school uniform, was stunned, and something seemed to flash in his mind. His face instantly turned pale, and he raised his hand to cover his ears.

Jiang Yunshu wanted to know exactly what the nightmare was, so he could prescribe the right medicine, "The dream doesn't work when you say it, tell me, don't be afraid."

Succulent bowed her body into a ball on the sofa, her chin was against her bent knees, and the hem of the school uniform coat directly covered her calf, which was a very typical self-protection posture.

Obviously he is not a superstitious person, but he is so afraid that he will desperately seize any possible statement.

Jiang Yunshu said: "Well."

Baitang's pupils trembled, and the scene of Jiang Yunsu staring at him gloomily and Brown Sugar staring blankly at him repeatedly appeared in front of him, the two overlapped, and he trembled even more: "I dreamed of him, he came back He grabbed my neck and I couldn't breathe at all."

Sugar's eyes quickly glanced to the left and came back, her teeth chattering, "Just, right in front of that creeper wall"

No wonder Baitang never goes there these days, and she was too stiff when eating in the living room. It turned out that he controlled his eyes not to look there, Jiang Yunshu frowned and said: "Fake, he I can't come back."

White sugar buried her face in her knees, and at the end, she almost choked up, "And brown sugar, brown sugar is covered in blood and whimpered under that tree in the garden before, under the tree"

"Okay, don't talk about it," Jiang Yunshu stood up and pressed the top of Bai Tang's head heavily with his palm, "This dream will never come true, I promise."

Sugar shrank, but did not dodge.

Come back from school the next night, Jiang Yunshu was hot, and auntie made American ginseng stewed black chicken soup today, "White sugar, come and drink the soup."

"Okay, here we come!" Bai Tang put his schoolbag on the sofa, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of this home as if something was different.

The large green ivy disappeared, leaving only a hollow white shelf.

Seems to have noticed Baitang's sight, Jiang Yunshu said: "I got it into the garden with my aunt."