Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Chapter 689 I'm a psychopath, bite me 4

"and many more!"

Li Buyan suddenly spoke, Jiang Cha grabbed the strap of her bag, threw it behind her and looked at him.

Li Buyan glanced at the things on the ground, pursed his lips and said seriously: "You didn't pay for the water!"

Jiang Cha's pupils dilated, and this time he was really amused. He glanced at the unopened bottle in his hand.

She turned and left: "It's on my account."

This Li Buyan is completely different from his appearance, looking gloomy and sad.

In fact, it is a special decoration, and it is quite serious.

She had just crossed the road. The weather was bad today, with dark clouds overhead, and it looked like a rainstorm was about to hit the ground.

The cell phone rang. Jiang Cha took out his phone and looked forward, not knowing if it was because of the weather.

There are many ghosts wandering the streets.

She put the phone to her ear and heard a gentle and delicate voice. Jiang Cha looked at the notes on the phone.

"Tang Qian, how are you doing recently? Have you been taking your medicine on time?"

It was the little nurse who had seen her off at the hospital gate last time, and she came to visit according to the rules.

Jiang Cha walked on the road, ignoring the spirits that were eyeing him hungrily.

I had a great chat with the young nurse. She seemed very pleased with Jiang Cha's lively and cheerful words on the other end of the phone.

But after I knew where she lived, her attitude changed again, and I could sense the complexity of her tone from the sound of her voice.

Jiang Cha pretended not to know and invited her to come and play when she had time before getting on the elevator.

The young nurse hesitated, and Jiang Cha hung up the phone as soon as he walked out of the elevator.

As a result, when she looked up, she saw a dark mass of ghosts lying on the door.

One of the ghosts saw Jiang Cha first, screamed and disappeared into the ground. All the ghosts turned around and saw Jiang Cha.

It was as if they had seen something terrible and ran in all directions.

Jiang Cha frowned and grabbed the ghost closest to her.

Looking at the empty doorway, Jiang Cha squinted her eyes and looked at the ghost who was a head taller than her but was trembling.

It also made a name for itself.

"What are you doing on the door? Are you trying to scare me?"

The male ghost's head shook left and right like a rattle, and then his watery head fell to the ground.

Jiang Cha quickly stepped on his head as he tried to escape, and pushed his body away with his hands.

Half squatting down and looking at him: "Huh?"

"No, the ghost inside was hit with willow branches and seemed to be about to fly away. We are just watching the fun, not trying to scare you."

Jiang Cha looked up at the door in front of him. The male ghost was still hesitating and asked Jiang Cha to move his feet.

The next second, he felt dizzy and Jiang Cha had kicked him away like a ball.

The room was dark and quiet without any lights on. The room, which was usually as cold as a cellar, was now at a normal temperature.

Jiang Cha stood in front of the closed door without even looking.

He caught the ghost who had just stuck out half of his head.

The male ghost who scared her last time had his hair tightly grasped by Jiang Cha's hand, and half of his body was embedded in the door.

Looking at Jiang Cha's face, he showed a flattering smile: "Tang Qian, let me go..."

Very good, I know the original owner.

"roll."

She opened her thin lips slightly, and the male ghost was instantly pulled out of the wall. His vision was blurry, and when he looked back, he had been thrown out of the house.

The male ghost fell to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief. Tang Qian... is he so powerful?

But when he came to his senses, he thought of the weak person in the room, torn between fear and righteousness.

The male ghost hesitated for only a minute and then decided to pass through the wall, but he was surprised to find that he could not pass through the wall.

Even the door was no longer working, and he was so scared that he thought he was going to die again, but he could pass through other walls. Only in this room, it seemed like something was separating them.

In the room, the door that had not been opened for a long time was slowly pushed open, and Jiang Cha was holding a wrench in his hand.

The whole room was pitch black, and Jiang Cha frowned.

The room was filled with a strong smell of cigarettes. Jiang Cha coughed lightly and looked forward. Her eyes were terrifyingly bright in the darkness.

She had just taken a step forward when the young man's weak voice rang out in the room: "Get out."

Jiang Cha paused, threw the things in his hand to the ground, and moved forward without hesitation.

The boy curled up by the curtains looked ethereal, his usually pale face now even more serious.

He leaned against the wall behind him, his eyelids twitching, and the next second, he felt a warm touch on his cheek.

He raised his eyes almost in disbelief, his pupils reflecting her appearance.

Jiang Cha slowly bent down, with emotions in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Tang He reacted and raised his head to avoid her touch, but Jiang Cha withdrew his hand first.

Standing in front of him, Tang He needed to look up, but he could only see her proud chin.

"How did you get yourself into such a mess?"

Tang He turned his head, frowning. What does it have to do with her?

Jiang Cha raised her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, with a playful smile in her eyes. Her voice was as usual: "Hey, will your soul fly away like this?"

Tang He remained silent, enduring the intense pain in his body. It felt like his body was torn into many pieces.

He also didn't know whether he would be scared to death in this situation.

Anyway, he has died once, his soul has been scattered...it's no big deal...

The corners of his mouth slowly curved into an arc.

Jiang Cha sighed lightly in the dark night. Tang He was puzzled as to why she sighed.

Then he saw the girl in front of him suddenly bend down, and her delicate hands lifted his cheeks.

Tang He was still confused, and then... he widened his eyes and looked at the face in front of him.

The ghost's eyes can be seen clearly even in the dark. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and her eyes were closed.

I felt a warm touch on my lips, and it felt like someone was pressing on the acupoints on my body.

From the insteps of his feet to his limbs, he vaguely felt as if his entire body was wrapped in a warm current.

Kissing his cold lips, Jiang Cha tutted in dissatisfaction and pressed her lips against his thin lips: "Although you are not cute, you must not disappear."

Tang He suddenly thought of something and his strength slowly returned.

He pinched her arm and was about to push her away.

Jiang Cha seemed to have anticipated his action and raised her hand to pinch his earlobe. Tang He's whole body was indeed shaking.

Jiang Cha sat directly on him and put one hand on his shoulder.

Tang He only felt a pain on his lips, and the warmth throughout his body made him want to indulge in it.

He pushed the girl out suddenly, and her body fell to the ground like a doll.

Tang He's eyes were complicated: "You are crazy!"

The ghost's yin energy is too strong, and when it encounters yang energy, it will unconsciously want to absorb it.

She actually risked her life to supply him with Yang energy in this way.

Tang He looked at the familiar face. He should have hated her, even though she was not Tang Qian.

She is not Tang Qian... This voice began to repeat in my heart...

……

"Tang He...I like you."

Jiang Cha saw two young boys and girls standing downstairs, facing each other.

The girl had a satisfied look in her eyes and a smile on her face, and the love in her eyes seemed to be overflowing as she looked at Tang He.

But when Tang He heard this, he subconsciously stepped back, then frowned: "Tang Qian, we are brother and sister."

Tang Qian nonchalantly brushed her long hair, crossed her arms and said, "Come on, we're not biological children."

Tang Qian's mother remarried Tang He's father and took her with her, and Tang Qian soon changed her surname.

Tang He never had any feelings for her other than brother and sister.

Tang Qian looked at him expectantly and even stepped forward to grab his hand.

"Tang He, my mom will remarry your dad. Even if they don't agree, as long as you are willing, I will stand by you without hesitation."

These remarks irritated Tang He, and he subconsciously pushed her away.

Tang Qian was thrown back a few steps by him, with her eyes lowered, her bangs covering her face, making it impossible to tell her emotions.

"I can pretend that you didn't say anything like that today. Tang Qian, you're still young, don't let your imagination run wild."

Jiang Cha watched all this with his arms folded. Tang He quickly went upstairs, but he didn't see Tang Qian looking up, with an undisguised madness in her eyes.

Later, Tang Qian would always intentionally or unintentionally wear cool nightgowns to ask him questions.

At school, she would deliberately call him brother at the door of his classroom, her voice delicate and with a shy smile.

When other people in the class saw this, they always looked at him strangely.

The turning point happened that night when Tang He was taking a shower and had just put on his clothes.

Tang Qian knocked on the door frantically, so Tang He had to open the door first. Unexpectedly, Tang Qian hugged him and pressed forward.

Tang He stepped back, and Tang Qian looked up at him pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Tang He wanted to push the person away, but someone touched the shower head and water splashed all over their heads.

Tang Qian's light-colored clothes revealed her underwear, and this scene was seen by the two adults who had just returned home.

At that time, I happened to meet classmate Tang He who came up from downstairs.

This scene was such a coincidence. Tang's father's face turned pale, and Tang Qian's mother's face was equally ugly.

Tang He's classmates left the scene in embarrassment.

Later, many rumors spread in the school, and the boy became more and more silent.

The atmosphere at home was becoming increasingly strange. The day the accident happened was a sunny and windy day.

Tang Qian pointed at a dish at the dinner table and said with a smile, "I like it."

The boy stood up and turned over the table, and the soup spilled on Tang Qian. She left the house crying.

Tang's father slapped him and chased Tang Qian out of the door. Tang Qian's mother looked at Tang He with disgust in her eyes.

The bad news came that Tang's father crossed the road in order to chase Tang Qian, and was involved in a car accident and was crushed.

He was almost dying when he was sent to the hospital.

It was also twelve o'clock that night. The boy stood on the rooftop. The wind blew the corners of his clothes, and he held them tightly.

Drawing an arc in the air, the boy's appearance was forever frozen at the age when he was most ambitious.

Jiang Cha was standing on the top floor, where the wind was so strong it could push someone down.

She looked down at the things as tiny as ants, with scattered emotions in her eyes.

The boy's blood splattered on Tang Qian's feet, but the madness in her eyes became more and more violent.

But later... she started to become dazed, pointing forward from time to time and saying, "Don't bother me."

Less than half a semester later, Tang Qian's mother personally sent her to the newly opened mental hospital behind the community.

She never went crazy suddenly. Tang Qian's biological father... was a mental patient.

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There was a sharp pain in his neck, and Jiang Cha suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the white ceiling.

Then he felt a chill on his neck. Jiang Cha turned his head to look, but the pitch-black room could not block the light coming from behind the curtains.

Tang He was still wearing the same clothes, but the look in his eyes when he looked at her was no longer filled with impatience and disgust.

Jiang Cha raised his hand and looked. Tang He was about to speak when he saw the girl lying on the bed turn over to the edge of the bed.

After being in a coma for several days, his voice was hoarse: "What happened to me?"

Tang He looked at her, his lips hesitant, and he raised his hand hesitantly and waved it in front of her eyes.

But the girl on the bed seemed not to see him. She rubbed her hair and slowly got up.

The boy's eyes were first filled with astonishment, and then a flash of loss passed by.

Jiang Cha looked around and it seemed that this was the room that had never been opened.

The whole room looked like someone had been living there all along, with even the bed sheets and pillowcases not being put away.

She stepped barefoot on the ground, her eyes fixed on the desk opposite the bed.

In addition to the stacks of books, the photo frames on the table attracted her attention even more.

The boy was wearing a high school uniform and carrying a schoolbag. He had a gentle smile on his face and was looking quietly at the camera.

Tang He's body had stabilized. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her back, and raised his hand to his chest. The stuffy feeling made it difficult for him to calm down.

Jiang Cha reached out and picked up the photo frame, his fingers falling on his face in the photo.

Tang He stood by the bed, looking at her hair gently draped over her shoulders.

He pursed his lips to hide the emotions in his eyes, turned around and was about to walk through the wall.

A pair of warm hands grabbed his palms, and the boy's lowered eyes suddenly raised up, his body stiffening.

I dared not look back.

"Hey, are you scared?"

Jiang Cha let go of his hand, sat down on the bed, supported herself with her hands, and couldn't help but smile at him.

Tang He turned and looked at her, his dark pupils without any emotion, and Jiang Cha puffed up his face.

He snorted, stood up and walked out: "I told you that you are not cute, you are too cold."

Tang He almost flashed in front of her. Jiang Cha's outstretched hand touched his lower abdomen. The boy subconsciously stepped back, pursed his lips and looked serious.

Jiang Cha groaned and retracted his hand: "What are you doing!"

Her tone was fierce. Tang He leaned against the door, staring at her.

"Why is this happening?"

Jiang Cha hummed, pretending not to understand what he was saying.

Tang He looked at her with her face tilted to the side, revealing her ear, and reached out to flick it.

Jiang Cha looked at him in disbelief, touching his ears with his hands.

Tang He finally realized what he had done. He turned his head away and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.