After this idea came up, Cheng Anning became even more scared.

She felt that Mr. Huo could really do this!

Another gust of cold wind blew, and she became even more frightened.

With the idea of ​​​​searching first and running down the mountain immediately if Mr. Huo was really gone, she bravely walked forward.

too dark.

I don’t know what’s going on here. There are no two street lights installed at night. It’s a complete slander.

Cheng Anning was so scared that she could have left directly, but thinking about Mr. Huo's previous state, something was not right.

She was a little worried.

Not long after walking, I saw the double tomb.

But there was no one in front of the tomb, but the flowers placed on it were scattered and scattered on the ground.

It looks particularly eye-catching in the dark.

Cheng Anning used the most powerful courage in her life and took a few glances. After confirming that Mr. Huo was not around, she immediately turned around and left.

Those people actually left her behind!

But this time she didn't have time to be angry, only fear was left.

The way back was not easy. She almost fell down several times and had to walk carefully.

Suddenly, I heard a noise from behind, as if someone was walking over. The dull footsteps were accompanied by the sound of wind and rustling.

Cheng Anning was so frightened that he quickened his pace, almost jogging. The night was too dark and he couldn't see the road clearly.

She tripped over a stone and fell down hard. In front of her was a patch of gravel. The sharp stones were enough to scratch a person's skin.

She closed her eyes and tried to protect her head, facing the severe pain.

But unexpectedly, he fell heavily into someone's arms.

Her breath hitched.

There is a familiar smell of cedar in my nose.

The wildly beating heart slowly returned to calm.

"Why are you running?"

Huo Yan helped her stand up, looked down at her, and frowned.

Now she was in quite a mess, even one of her shoes had escaped, and her black dress had been cut several times.

When I was wrestling, I accidentally stepped on the hem of my skirt, which tore to my thighs. It looked very pitiful.

Huo Yan touched her arm and felt her skin was cold, so he took off his coat and covered her.

"Thanks……"

"Didn't you follow?"

"You, didn't you ask me to wait outside?"

"So you just stood there and waited?"

"Yes, yes..."

Huo Yan's originally sullen face relaxed a little, and his originally calm mood became a little more turbulent because of these words.

This silly woman...

"You are not afraid?"

"I'm scared! So scared!"

A gust of cold wind blew, and Cheng Anning subconsciously took two steps closer, almost clinging to him.

"Third Master, let's go back..."

Cheng Anning's voice trembled. She was really scared. She had been afraid of ghosts since she was a child, let alone coming to the cemetery in the middle of the night!

"Gugu——"

A bird suddenly flew out of nowhere and made a shrill cry.

Cheng Anning instantly grabbed Huo Yan's sleeve, his whole body stiffened and his face turned pale.

Her voice sounded a bit crying, "Third Master, let's go back, okay..."

Huo Yan glanced at her little hand and said, "The door is closed."

"What?"

"On this day every year, the cemetery door will be closed and will not open until the next day."

"Why?"

"No reason."

It's just his order.

This was the case in previous years, but this year he forgot that there was another person there.

It was his negligence.

"Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Follow up."

Huo Yan strode forward, and Cheng Anning quickly followed, not daring to miss a step.

She looked at the tall figure in front of her and felt a sense of security in her heart, unlike when she was shocked just now.

Not long after leaving, they returned to the double tomb of the Huo couple.

Only then did she notice that there was a small pavilion in the house, and they walked into the pavilion and sat there.

It seems that Mr. Huo just stayed here.

"sit down."

Cheng Anning sat down obediently and relaxed her tense heartstrings.

She glanced around and found nothing in the pavilion. Instead, there was a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on the table, and there were many cigarette butts on the ground.

No wonder Mr. Huo still smelled faintly of smoke just now.

Did he smoke?

She quietly looked at Mr. Huo and found that he was standing by the pavilion. She picked up the cigarette and lighter, lit them, and held them between her fingers.

The flame of the lighter illuminated half of his profile, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

He is still so handsome, but tonight he is a little more decadent and lonely, making him look even more charming.

Cheng Anning couldn't help but take a second look and noticed that his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his usually neat hair was hanging down mischievously.

She was keenly aware that something was wrong with Mr. Huo at this moment.

But what's wrong is not as violent as before, but dead silence.

She thought for a long time before she came up with an adjective, "The Walking Dead".

At this moment, Mr. Huo is like a body without a soul, wandering around the world.

"What are you looking at?"

He spoke calmly.

Cheng Anning's gaze was so focused that it was difficult to ignore it.

He held his cigarette and glanced at her, his expression neither sad nor happy.

"No, it's okay..."

Cheng Anning looked away embarrassedly and wrapped his coat tightly.

"Third Master, do we want to stay until dawn?"

"Um."

The atmosphere was so awkward that she racked her brains to think of something to say to pass the time, but she just said out of her mind: "Today seems to be your birthday."

After saying that, she wanted to give herself two slaps!

Which pot is not opened and lifted?

Sure enough, the temperature dropped instantly and the soles of my feet felt cold.

Huo Yan put out the cigarette and gave her an unclear look, "Cheng Anning, what do you want to say."

She doesn't want to say anything!

She immediately apologized: "I'm sorry!"
To be continued...