The debate between Canglang and Lang Mie ended unhappily.

He lifted the quilt and it was morning and it was time to get up.

He turned over and got out of bed, paused slightly, but did not sprain his ankle.

Turn on the computer, he browsed the news at will.

There are activities everywhere to collect cards and send red envelopes, and the festive atmosphere is displayed little by little in these boring and stingy games.

"Even the guards at the back door of the school have become extraordinary people. It seems that the forbidden area for the spirit removal should be opened soon."

Canglang thought a little, then looked at his inventory again.

There are 3 packs of fresh shrimp and fish plates, and 2 packs of Q intestines.

These things are far from satisfying his three meals a day when the Spring Festival comes.

"You have to go out and buy some food. It is best to store a box of instant noodles and Q intestines. You must not buy corn flavor."

Do it if you want, and never delay!

He immediately picked up his wallet, and there were a few rare paper money lying inside. His figure was faintly visible. Without looking closely, he really didn't notice it.

The five-dollar banknote actually hides the style of one hundred yuan!

He looked at the balance of his mobile phone again, 66.5 yuan.

"Enough, wait for me for instant noodles! Have sauerkraut this time!"

Canglang took his cell phone, wallet and keys, opened the door and rushed out.

As a result, he almost collided with a thin figure.

"Damn it! Who doesn't have eyes when walking?" he shouted.

Judging from his appearance, his thin figure is not his opponent.

"Canglang, it's me! I'm here to thank you for your life-saving grace."

The person who came was Watson.

His face was extremely pale, just like the snow in the north, but his eyes became brighter, like the bright stars at night.

However, his thin arms and legs were still shaking, as if he could no longer resist the cold wind.

"Oh, it's you! Come in first~"

Canglang asked Watson to come in and speak, at least there was heating in the dormitory, so it might be easier to deal with it.

Sure enough, Watson stopped trembling after only three minutes of coming in.

"I've made you laugh! My body has not improved yet, but I can feel that I'm getting better day by day." Watson blinked, trying to make himself look a little energetic to express his gratitude to Canglang.

"That's good, I hope you can recover soon. By the way, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, aren't you going home?" Canglang asked.

"Ha~" Watson grinned and looked out the window. "My parents have long ignored me!"

Canglang looked at the other party and did not take the initiative to ask.

Watson seems to be a male classmate with a story, but he has always been not very interested in other people's privacy.

He felt that it was someone else's secret and shouldn't be inquired casually.

The two of them stood on the windowsill, looking at the playground below, with only the desolate weeds floating freely in the wind.

"Why don't you ask me about my family's situation?" Watson turned his face to look at Canglang, his eyes burning.

"Do you drink water? I'll pour you a cup!"

As he said that, Canglang really found a cleaner cup to pour water, and put four more wolfberry in the cup.

"The water is very hot, cool it first. By the way, what did you just say?"

He deliberately made a fuss, hoping to divert Watson's idea.

"Forget it! You don't want to ask, and I don't want to say more. I'm here to find you. In addition to thanking you, there is one more thing I want to tell you!"

Watson took the cup and placed it at his mouth and blew it gently.

Canglang finally became a little interested in this topic, but he didn't want to act too anxious.

"What's the matter?"

Watson took a sip of tea while it was hot and found it was really hot.

"I know you are not a mortal! I also know you are short of money! I want to help you!"

"Help me? How do you help, why do you help?"

"I know that my disease is not a disease at all, but has been occupied by those evil spirits. So, I want to ask you to help me with revenge. The price is free!"

Canglang looked at the other person in disbelief, especially the other person's clothes.

He didn't realize that Watson was a rich second generation, so did he have a mine at home?

He doesn't want to ask about other people's secrets.

"I have killed the spirit on your body. This is why your body is weak. It will be better after a while."

"No! That evil spirit must have a party. I want you to help me find its party. I want to kill it with my own hands!"

Watson clasped his fists with both hands and looked very angry.

Canglang didn't expect that Watson's anger was so serious that he would have such a bold idea.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Watson took a sip of it despite the heat of the cup, and tears burst out, and said with red eyes: "Yes! At least, I must see the death of a spirit with my own eyes!"

Canglang was a little hesitant, and suddenly a card appeared in front of him, a pavilion above the green mountains, which was the school emblem pattern of De University.

This is a campus card and the most important meal card.

"Take it and do whatever you want! I will pack your meal before the event is done! After the event is done, I will accompany you in your life!" Watson held the cup and held his fingers tightly, as if it was a life-saving straw.

"Warson, it's time for you to go back and rest! Take a few days off first, don't think so much. I don't have the ability to protect you!"

"No! Canglang, I don't need your protection! Look at this!"

Watson rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms, densely packed with tiny red dots, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

"What's wrong with your arm?"

“I got an injection!”

Canglang looked at Watson in confusion.

"Yes, it's the kind of needle you think!" Watson's tone was very firm, not like a joke.

Canglang immediately took several steps back.

"Why do you want to practice your own body?"

"Practice? Haha~ I just want to practice. I just want to feel uncomfortable, I just want to make myself look very pitiful!"

As Watson said, he suddenly covered his face, lay on the table, and sobbed silently.

"You?" Canglang was a little speechless.

He had never met such a fragile boy, crying softly!

He didn't know whether he should coax it!

What he couldn't figure out was his choice to escape.

So he went to his computer and picked up his water cup.

Grudge~ Grudge~

He lowered his head and kept drinking water without breathing.

Hiccup ~

When he burped his head with satisfaction, Watson had raised his face and looked at him with anger.

"No wonder Wanting left you!"

Canglang felt inexplicably dazed in his mind, and suddenly he remembered a figure.

Mu Wanting?

The girl sitting and walking with the Cayenne?

"Haha~ Watson, you're drunk, it's time to go back!"

Canglang stood up, came to Watson's side, reached out to pull it up directly, and dragged it to the door.

Pushing harder, Watson was like a weak and helpless duck, thrown outside the door by his owner.

"Go back and go to bed! Don't come to me tomorrow!"

Canglang locked the door of the dormitory, returned to his desk, and started surfing the Internet.

But he couldn't concentrate on reading, and always felt that there was a small thing next to the corner of his eyes, which was sowing his thoughts.

He turned his head and saw that it was Watson's meal card that he forgot to have with him.
Chapter completed!