Chapter 105 The Great Memories

"What's the matter? Ha... You guy won't think about it again..."

As soon as Dong Xiang of Kirishima opened the door and saw Ye Ling and other equipment, he immediately knew what he wanted to do. He showed an extremely reluctant expression on his face, and the volume was relatively loud, and he seemed a little angry.

"Yes, please, for some reason, Jiaye and his team's bathrooms are broken, so I can only trouble you."

"Huh, forget it."

Kirishima Dongka breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to the side, only revealing a cute side face, and said fiercely: "If you dare to move my things, or disturb me..."

After a pause, Kirishima Dongka showed an extremely scary expression to Ye Ling, with a stern face, and his voice became terrifying.

"Then I'll kill you."

"no problem."

Ye Ling promised to be extremely refreshed. After getting along for a while, Ye Ling made some progress. Normal communication is OK, thanks to Dong Xiangjiang not looking at him very much.

"Why is this guy covered in blood?"

Dong Xiang of Kirishima moved her nose, stared at Ye Ling's back and walked into the bathroom, then returned to her room to continue reviewing. The task is a long way to go.

The cold and bone-bangling water seemed the most comfortable to Ye Ling. Ye Ling let the water flow all over his body without any movement.

"It seems like I did something stupid today."

In the bathroom gradually became hazy, Ye Ling's voice floated quietly.

"Uh, by the way... can you stop staring at me like this..."

Ye Ling, who was holding a bath towel and constantly wiping his head, felt sweaty on his face and was under a lot of pressure. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, Dong Xiang was staring outside. Until now, many of his hair have been wiped off, but he still has no intention of saying anything.

"Oh, I'll make coffee."

Kirishima Dongka put her hands down to her side, finally moved her scrutiny gaze away, and sighed helplessly.

"That, I'll do it."

"Need not."

Kirishima Dongka waved her hand, walked towards the cabinet on the side of the living room, and soon brought two cups of coffee.

"Thanks."

Ye Ling took it and suddenly felt like he was going back to the past, but he completely forgot about it.

"Hey, can you tell me how the scars on your shoulders come from?"

Ye Ling was drinking coffee, and after Kirishima Dongka made a sound to attract his attention, she finally expressed her purpose.

"this……"

Ye Ling unconsciously touched his shoulders, and the ghouls seemed to love to bite here.

"I said you bit it..."

"Warning! Please pay attention to your words and deeds!"

Ye Ling said halfway, the warning of the wrist wheel arrived as scheduled and could not significantly change the destiny. This is the basic principle of the Planning Bureau.

"You definitely don't believe it."

Ye Ling immediately made a turn, and Dong Xiang Kirishima showed a thoughtful expression, and the coffee in front of her floated out of mist, dyeing her face a little blurred.

Ye Ling took a sip of the coffee casually, pretending to be in his heart, but he actually forgot to transform and drank it directly with this cup of pure coffee.

“Um…”

Ye Ling was excited by the stimulating smell and suddenly woke up. Seeing that Dong Xiang of Kirishima had turned her eyes, she showed a reluctant smile, and her eyes quickly glanced at other places.

"Why, is coffee hard to drink?"

"No."

Ye Ling forced himself to swallow the liquid that was full of odor and had a bad taste in his mouth. At the same time, he picked up the coffee in both hands, completed the ceremony of blood compensation, and drank it all in one go.

"If nothing else, I'll say goodbye first."

Ye Ling quickly fled in panic. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have had a scar at the beginning. It was a pity that he thought this joke was very tall at the time.

"I always feel like... I forgot something?"

Kirishima Dongka supported her forehead with her fair palms and her creamy forehead, as crystal clear as white jade carved. A furry object in the corner of the room moved slightly, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Hey, it's snowing? Uh...No, can it be..."

Ye Ling's eyes turned out the window, and snowflakes fell from the originally gloomy sky. After a while, his face changed drastically.

It’s not that he doesn’t like snowy weather, but that guy who comes with snow...

“Onissan…”

Ye Ling's bad premonition would be realized with great accuracy. As soon as this thought turned around, the crisp childish voice of Bingpo sounded behind him.

"Oh my god, why are you here again!"

“Sundae.”

This time, Bingpo, who was paired with a pumpkin mask, was not only his "person" coming, but also holding a plate of extra-large sundae in his hand, holding it in front of his chest, which could cover all his face.

"Get out after eating."

Ye Lingqiang held back the urge to run away from tears and felt that he would never love again.

Bingpo was swallowing the sundae happily, while Ye Ling focused on the mask he made, which looked like the pumpkin hood on Halloween in the West, but there was a clear difference. The two eye holes flying outwards were filled with evil intentions. The shape was OK...

Anyway, it does not conform to Ye Ling's aesthetic view. I don't know if Mr. Shi has poor creative ability or his non-mainstream style is not suitable for "old men" like Ye Ling. In short, none of the masks that have appeared in the anime are very popular. The same is true for this mask made by the little shabby child. I can only say that it is not ugly.

After Bingpo ate the piles of sundaes with the plate at an extremely rapid speed, Ye Ling, who hung upside down on the ceiling, had no movement at all, including breathing and heartbeat, as if he had died.

"Damn Onissan..."

The little pouched muttering dissatisfiedly, and his body disappeared in an instant. Ye Ling's eyes, who had pulled his eyelids a little widened, had a trace of understanding. This ability really moved instantly.

"I can't sleep... It's a miracle!"

On the rooftop of Anding District, Ye Ling squatted on the guardrail and looked into the distance. The quiet environment strengthened Ye Ling's hearing, and even a slight breeze nearby could be heard.

A unique "rustle" of friction between paper and pens is transmitted into Ye Ling's ears, and Ye Ling can't help but smile at her mouth. She is really a hard-working person. She is still studying so late.

No, no matter how you look at this, there is a rhythm of a poor student cramming all night before the exam...

Ye Ling turned his body, and the vampire's talent completely freed him from the influence of gravity. He walked on a wall that was completely perpendicular to the ground, as firm as if he was nailed on an iron nail.

Step by step, Ye Ling quietly walked to the window of Kirishima's bedroom, and a kind of peeping came to his heart...Secretly happy?

Just like when I was hiding in a high place and seeing Li Shi’s fruit body, my sense of expectation still increased!

His body hung upside down, and Ye Ling's eyes fell through the translucent window. His serious and serious face, which seemed a little transparent under the bright light, suddenly jumped into his eyes. His arrogant bangs were lifted up because of his vision, revealing his usually obscured face.

To be honest, Ye Ling has been used to it for a long time since he saw many bangs. Now that he suddenly has no hair covering his hair, he is a little uncomfortable.

"What a hard-working person."

Ye Ling hugged his arms with both hands and slowly retreated. If he worked so hard, it would be bad if he could disturb him.

...

After sleeping overnight, Ye Ling was busy in the next two days. Because Kirishima Dongka needed an exam and could not work well in Anding District, she simply took a leave. So her job was naturally contracted by Ye Ling alone, and even he felt it was incredible that he would do so much work under the arrangement of the old man in Fangcun.

The same thing is said, eating people is short-speaking and soft-working. Ye Ling's life in Anding District is very normal, except when distributing food...

Every time, the other members were allocated and left with food, the shop manager Fangcun and Ye Ling stayed alone.

"By the way, old man, you bleed like this every day... sure there is no problem?"

In front of Ye Ling was a glass cup with a capacity of about 200 milliliters, which was filled with scarlet liquid, and the thick liquid level was about one-third from the mouth of the cup.

The cut marks on the wrist of the old man Fangcun were slowly disappearing. There was no doubt that this was the blood released from his special scalpel with a special scalpel, about 170 milliliters a day.

"It's okay, but the appetite has to double."
Chapter completed!