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After turning off the lights, the room was pitch black, and the curtains had a good blackout effect.

The two lay up and down so that they could hear each other's breathing.

It was ten o'clock in the evening. If they were in the site, they would not have rested so early.

But now at home, without those devices, and the two of them have no habit of watching TV, after rejecting Zhang Jue's proposal to take off their clothes, they could only lie down early.

Yang Xue secretly took off her underwear and put it aside, and then heard the man say: "Dr. Yang Da, I'm going to sleep to death, don't do anything against me at night."

Yang Xue pouted lightly, it was the villain who complained first, and she wanted to put her underwear back on.

Seeing that Yang Xue was silent, Zhang Jue raised his hand and touched the edge of her bed.

Sensing his movement, Yang Xue quickly shrank in: "What are you touching!"

Zhang Jue lay on the pillow and smiled: "I'm afraid you will step on me at night."

What is the relationship between these two?Yang Xue didn't think about it for a long time.

"rogue."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

Not knowing whether it was because she lay down too early, or because there was a man in the room, Yang Xue tossed and turned, and found that she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

"Zhang Jue?"

She tried to scream softly.

"Huh?" Zhang Jue responded, "Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"It just so happens that I can't sleep either, why don't I tell you a ghost story."

boom!

"Why did you hit me with a pillow?"

"you deserve it."

"Let me tell you, Dr. Yang Da, if you don't apologize today, I won't return this pillow to you—hmm~scent!"

Yang Xue wanted to stretch her legs and kick him, but she was wearing a nightgown and no underwear, so she didn't dare to move after thinking about it.

Zhang Jue was a man who would take advantage of the cheapest price, so he was not given this chance.

Hearing that he was going to tell a ghost story, Yang Xue suddenly remembered that when the two explored 087 (the stairwell) together, he seemed to have said the same thing.

At that time, he had just become a consultant not long ago, and the time passed so quickly.

The corners of Yang Xue's mouth curled up slightly: "I want to join the Anti-Zhang Jue Volunteer League."

"Sorry, I don't agree."

"?"

Zhang Jue snorted, "Because I am the boss of the Anti-Zhang Jue Volunteer League."

"..."

Yang Xue suddenly began to sympathize with those people.

Under the leadership of Zhang Jue, what good results can be achieved against Zhang Jue.

Only a boring person like him can do this kind of thing.

In the darkness, Zhang Jue turned over and faced Yang Xue's bed: "Forget it, I won't tell ghost stories, let me guess a riddle for you."

"Hmm..." Sensing his movement, Yang Xue pursed her lips and turned around to face him.

"Dr. Yang Da, guess which one is the scariest song?"

"..."

Yang Xue always felt that Zhang Jue's brain circuit was different from others.

The two of them lay here, talking about guessing riddles, crossword riddles, lantern riddles, brain teasers, saying something bad, guessing the scariest song...

Yang Xue sighed and calmed down to think.

When she was in school, she accidentally heard a song called "Wedding Dress" on the recommendation of her classmates. Both the tune and the lyrics were very scary, and it can be said to be one of her shadows.

After hearing that song, she was so scared that she didn't sleep well for several days.

Later I heard that the song was blocked, and I don’t know if I can still find it now.

However, since it is a riddle, it should not follow the normal logic to find the "scary" one.

Especially Zhang Jue's riddle, she was really not sure.

After thinking for a few minutes, she said, "I can't think of it."

"I can give you a hint, it's a nursery rhyme." In the dark, she could feel Zhang Jue's triumphant energy, as if it was a very fulfilling thing to stump her, like a child Same.

Is the scariest song a nursery rhyme?

Yang Xue thought and thought, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

"what exactly is it?"

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

"Rogue, forget it."

"Okay, good night then."

2 minute later.

"What is it exactly?"

"Hahahaha, Dr. Yang, you can't play tricks, come and kiss—oh, kick lightly, kick lightly, I'll tell you, I'll just tell you—it's "Planting the Sun" oh."

In the darkness, Yang Xue retracted her feet and snatched her pillow back along the way.

"Planting the Sun" turned out to be the scariest song?

She didn't respond for a while.

Then I heard Zhang Jue's drake voice singing.

"I have a beautiful wish, that I can sow the sun when I grow up."

"Sow one seed, one is enough, and it will produce many, many suns."

"One for the Antarctic, one for the Arctic Ocean."

"One hangs in, hangs in winter, one hangs in the evening, hangs in the evening~"

Before Zhang Jue could finish singing, Yang Xue knew what he meant.

With so many suns planted, the earth is already finished.

Although she knew the answer, she still felt that Zhang Jue's brain circuit was abnormal.

It's not normal to even bring yourself.

……

The night is already deep.

Yang Xue still couldn't fall asleep.

Listening to the gradually steady breathing under the bed, she felt that she had never felt so at ease.

Even if the end of the world is coming, so what, as long as we can face it together, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In the darkness, Yang Xue raised her head slightly, looked under the bed, and looked at the vague figure.

The temperature of the air conditioner is not low.

Zhang Jue turned sideways, sandwiched her quilt, and hummed a few times in his sleep, not knowing who he was arguing with.

Yang Xue raised the corner of her mouth.

I didn't expect his sleeping posture to be quite cute. It would be great if I could hug him to sleep.

She was taken aback by her sudden thought.

His face was very hot, and he knew it without looking. It must have been red to the ears.

Yang Xue sighed.

Since meeting him, she and her name seem to be getting farther and farther apart.

She was no longer the "iceberg beauty" that was said in the school.

Will be amused by him and smile knowingly, and will also be gritted by him in anger.

But no matter what, the desire to be with him has never changed.

There are still more than two years, and Yang Xue doesn't know if she can wait until that time.

……

The next day, Yang Xue went to visit her uncle Yang Wenbai as planned, and Zhang Jue went with her.

After the site14 intrusion incident, Yang Wenbai took the blame and resigned, and was amnesticized and overwritten by the administration. Now he is at home, and he heard that he raised a parrot, which he played with all day long.

But he no longer knew Zhang Jue.

Seeing Yang Xue coming back with a strange man, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"Come on, come on, sit down, let me tell you why Xue'er comes back to see me when you have time - young man, you are welcome, drink tea."

Of course Zhang Jue would not be polite to him, and sat on the sofa.

"Young man, what's your name, what are you doing now?"

"Zhang Jue, who is in the same company as Dr. Yang, can be regarded as her supervisor."

"You are a supervisor at a young age, and you have a bright future. Xue'er usually causes you a lot of trouble."

"Ah, it's okay, it's just that I always kick me when I sleep—hiss—"

Zhang Jue gasped, and knew without looking that the tender flesh on his waist must have turned purple.

"I'm going to cook." Yang Xue glared at him, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Yang Xue was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, but her ears were pricked up.

Not long after, the father and son laughed in the living room.

I don't know what Zhang Jue and his uncle said, this dead man knows everyone.

Yang Xue rubbed her face with the back of her hand, it seemed a little hot.

A not so hearty lunch is ready.

When Yang Xue came out of the kitchen, the two were playing chess.

"Old Yang, this is the third time you have regretted a move, I will remember it for you."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you see, even if I regret the game, it doesn't hurt, I can't control the situation..."

"It doesn't hurt that you pick up the car you ate again..."

"Young people, you must know how to respect the old and love the young..."

"Okay, okay, you regret it, you regret it..."

Yang Xue smiled.

Since my uncle retired, the smile on his face has increased a lot. Usually when she calls, he can tell that he is very comfortable now.

Probably without the pressure of the project, I became more and more energetic.

Just like those neighbors' uncles and aunts, urging her to find a boyfriend.

After eating, Zhang Jue went to the bathroom, Yang Wenbai carefully pulled her aside.

He glanced in the direction of the bathroom: "Boyfriend?"

"Just ordinary friends."

"You have been in school for so many years, I have never seen any friend you brought to your house for dinner."