How to Destroy the White Moonlight Image

"It's not good, He Yining jumped off the building." There was a commotion over there, and Li Ling, who was sitting in front, was the first to rush out to read the gossip.

Su Baiyue sat uneasily. Half an hour later, Li Ling came back with the loudspeaker, saying that He Yining fell off the stairs of the laboratory and died on the spot, not jumping off the building.

It was very lively outside, and the school announced that the winter vacation would be released in advance.

Su Baiyue had finished packing her things, and when she was out of school, she deliberately glanced in the direction of the laboratory. The police were surrounded by it. She saw He Yining's illusory shadow curled up in the corner from a distance, trembling with fear, and her face was full of fear. It was like seeing something terrifying. She struggled to the death, but couldn't break free.

Evil ghosts flew from all over and bit her soul, and even the last ghost was swallowed up, leaving no residue.

Although He Ze High School sealed the news in time, the incident was still leaked, and it couldn't be suppressed.

Some reporters made unannounced visits, and even involved many news of school violence that He Yining used to bully others. For a time, the stock of He's Group plummeted, and the old director of He's, who originally felt extremely sad and guilty about He Yining's death, was gnashing his teeth in hatred.

Although He Yining is the only daughter born by He's old Dong and his current wife, this old Dong is very romantic, and there are many flowers and plants outside.

Although the He family is thin on the surface, there are several daughters who are raised outside behind their backs. It's just a pity that there is only one son, He Zeyan. If it weren't for this, the old director of the He family would not have brought He Zeyan home to prepare him to inherit the family business.

During the winter vacation, the old director of the He family felt that his son was not suitable for staying at Su Baiyue's house, so he personally came to pick him up.

When Su Baiyue came out of the room, she saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing in front of He Zeyan, and said in a kind voice: "Yanyan, come home with me."

Su Baiyue looked at He Zeyan subconsciously.

The young man was also combing the small tug that Su Baiyue had specially pricked him this morning. He leaned back on the sofa and buried his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

The atmosphere in the room was suffocating for a while, and after a long time, Su Baiyue heard He Zeyan say, "Okay."

He Zeyan just left, Su Baiyue sat in her room, staring blankly at the winter vacation homework on the desk.

If you want to leave, you will never come back!

"Gurgling, Gurgling..." As soon as He Zeyan left, the octopus **** popped out, wrapped around Su Baiyue's ankles, and the slippery transparent tentacles swayed up and down, a burst of "Grumbling".

Su Baiyue scolded, "Speak Mandarin."

Octopus Ball is very aggrieved, "Grumbling, twittering."

It seems that he can't speak Mandarin.

Su Baiyue tied the small tentacles that the octopus **** were stroking around into small tugs.

When she went to bed at night, Su Baiyue was lying on the bed alone, nervously tightening her quilt.

Since she found out that she slept with He Zeyan last time, that male ghost would not come to harass her, and Su Baiyue would go to He Zeyan to sleep with the cheeks every time.

It's just that now that the teenager is gone, she sleeps alone again.

It's great that she sleeps alone in such a big bed. It's great that the ice bag isn't by her side.

After Su Baiyue finished comforting herself, she closed her eyes forcefully and went to sleep.

In the dimly lit bedroom, the windows were closed tightly, and the thick pink curtains were automatically windless. The octopus ball, who was lying under the bed, suddenly crawled up with a clever wave of tentacles. Before he started to attack, he was wrapped in the black mist and threw it out of the suddenly half-opened window.

With a click, the window was closed again. Su Baiyue lying on the bed was disturbed, but she couldn't open her eyes.

She was crushed again by this pervert.

The thick black mist seemed to be a little impatient, and the net cover seemed to press her directly into the bed.

The originally small room was shrouded in mist, flowing slowly, with no fingers visible.

Su Baiyue tried her best to open her eyes, but her body didn't obey her orders. It was as rigid as a rock and could be manipulated by others.

Like a dream but not a dream, struggling to no avail. Su Baiyue blushed and bit her pink lips, with thin beads of sweat on her face, which were swallowed up by the black mist as soon as they came out.

The black mist wrapped around her pink neck and fragrant shoulders, climbed up on her slender and delicate body, and slowly rubbed and pulled away.

When Su Baiyue woke up, her thick winter coral fleece pajamas were unbuttoned. There are many red marks on the body, especially on the milky white skin. But the whole body is very dry, and there is no stickiness left at all.

The male ghost actually cleaned it up for her, although Su Baiyue didn't want to think about it at all.

Su Baiyue remembered clearly that the ghost was vile and abnormal, pinched and manipulated, and would not stop until it made her cry. But if she cried, he would come to lick her tears, and let out a low sigh as if he had eaten the nectar.

Close to her ear, she smiled deeply.

Su Baiyue touched the ends of her dry eyes, her eyes were as swollen as walnuts.

Can't sit still. Su Baiyue decided to take the initiative.

Since there are ghosts in the world, there must be people who treat them.

Su Baiyue went out to find Wang Qianqian.

"Qianqian." Wang Qianqian was changing clothes when Su Baiyue entered the door. Her figure, which looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, is comparable to a magazine model.

Su Baiyue was thinking for a moment, what did that male ghost like about her? Barbie buns that can't even get B? Shouldn't it be to entangle those fair-skinned and beautiful prosperous gods? Even pestering this man He Zeyan is more energetic than her?

"Xiao Bai? Why are you here? Is it because your Yanyan is not at home, you feel empty, lonely and cold?" Wang Qianqian hugged herself for a while, and winked at Su Baiyue ambiguous.

Su Baiyue would not tell her that she was still with a male ghost in the intense and lively night last night.

"Qianqian, we are going to worship Buddha today."

...

When Wang Qianqian and Su Baiyue climbed Lingshan Mountain, the temple was full of incense, and two young girls were crowded in a crowd of uncles and aunts, the two most beautiful piglets in the crowd. Especially Su Baiyue, whose tender and tender face was smoked by incense candles, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Xiao Bai, are you all right?" Su Baiyue, who had already climbed all the way to the mountain, was so weak that she couldn't even speak.

"It's okay, cough, let's go to the Buddha."

After worshiping the Buddha, Su Baiyue went for a stroll next to the temple again, and saw a middle-aged man in a Taoist uniform setting up a stall, hurriedly went up to pick out a few items to exorcise evil spirits, and then took it home respectfully.

It's a pity that these things are of no use at all, the male ghost still came to visit as usual, and Su Baiyue even heard his laugh in confusion.

Even a ghost dared to laugh at her! Su Baiyue felt that she was so useless. She grabbed the octopus ball and rubbed into Wang Qianqian's bed.

But unexpectedly, the male ghost actually followed.

In a dream in Chunxiao, when Su Baiyue got up, she saw Wang Qianqian staring at her with a deep expression on her face.

Su Baiyue quickly pulled up her pajamas that had been torn apart by the male ghost, and then pretended to cover her neck inadvertently.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Wang Qianqian shook her head, "Xiao Bai, I didn't expect you to be like this."

She is not like that!

Su Baiyue was suffocated for several days, and finally she couldn't hold back and went to find He Zeyan.

If it goes on like this, she will die of kidney deficiency!

...

Su Baiyue found the villa according to the address she visited last time.

The villa seemed to be very lively. When Su Baiyue was brought in by the nanny, she heard the voice of a girl inside and held her breath softly.

"Zeyan, I want to see your room."

Dad He sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "Yanyan, take Gui Qing to see it. They are guests, so you have to treat me well."

The girl is very good-looking, with long hair reaching the waist and a princess cut, and her temperament is outstanding. At first glance, she looks like a wealthy eldest lady.

He Zeyan sat there in silence, his long hair covered half of his face, and the whole person looked gloomy and autistic. Su Baiyue even felt that the temperature around him was several degrees lower than others.

He Zeyan returned to his previous appearance. Like a poor little one who doesn't care.

He Zeyan was the first to look up at Su Baiyue when he heard the movement at the door.

Su Baiyue stood there nervously. When her mind became hot, she didn't expect so many people in He Zeyan's family.

"This is Xiaobai." Dad He stood up and greeted with a smile, "Come and sit down."

Su Baiyue walked over and glanced at the girl subconsciously, she was really good-looking and temperamental.

"Hello, my name is Shen Guiqing." Shen Guiqing reached out to Su Baiyue generously.

Su Baiyue said, "My name is Su Baiyue."

Shen Guiqing narrowed her eyes with a smile, "I know you. In fact, I am also studying at He Ze High School."

Shen Guiqing was also a celebrity in He Ze High School, but because Su Baiyue never cared about it, she didn't know.

Dad He didn't expect Su Baiyue to come, nor did he expect the nanny to put her in like this. "My company has something to do. Yanyan, you young people have fun." After that, Dad He went out.

As soon as the adults left, there were only the three of them left in the living room. Su Baiyue couldn't hold back, "He Zeyan, why didn't you tie your hair? You will poke your eyes." After she finished speaking, she walked over and put a wrap on He Zeyan's wrist. He took off the hair tie he was wearing and helped him tie a small tug to reveal his face.

Shen Guiqing stood there watching Su Baiyue's movements, her eyes flashed, and she said with a smile, "I just said why Zeyan was wearing the little rubber bands of several little girls, so he was waiting for someone to tie his hair. ." Having said this, Shen Guiqing pretended to be casual: "Next time, you don't need to be so troublesome, I'll just help you tie it."

Su Baiyue tightened the small rubber band on He Zeyan's wrist and released it suddenly.

With a "pop", the boy's fair wrist immediately turned red.

Su Baiyue felt guilty for a while.

He Zeyan suddenly stood up and led her upstairs.

She, she, she, she didn't mean to!

Shen Guiqing followed suit, but was blocked by He Zeyan at the door.

He Zeyan didn't speak, just looked at her so quietly, the perfect smile on Shen Guiqing's face collapsed.

"I'll come again next time." Shen Guiqing walked away wisely, her back slightly embarrassed.

Su Baiyue tugged at the hem of He Zeyan's clothes, and just wanted to ask her teacher to ask her guilt, but the young man grabbed her cheek, "Why did you come?" Like a kindergarten friend who lost his temper before Mama came to pick him up.

Su Baiyue's face was squeezed out, and her big eyes flickered at him, "Ming Ming Su Ni..." She left by herself, but now she is blaming her.

For such unreasonable tablemate Su Baiyue, she still forgives him.

After all, she still has to rely on him to survive.

"Ning Ning is not dead, you are not allowed to come here, you are not allowed to come here!" There was a clamor from below, Su Baiyue was pinched by He Zeyan's face and looked down, only to see the woman who had met last time hugging him Squatting in the living room with an urn, shouting hysterically.

"Who is she?" Su Baiyue finally broke free from He Zeyan's demonic hands.

The boy's face slowly froze, "He Yining is her mother."

Why does it sound a little weird?

Dad He also came in.

"Ningning has already left, so you can let her go in peace. This is an accident, and no one wants it."

"No, Ningning is not dead, she is not dead. No, she was killed by someone, she was killed by someone..." The woman held the urn with a somber expression, suddenly looked up and pointed at He Zeyan She shouted, "It's you, it's you who killed my daughter... it's all your doing, it's all your doing..."

Su Baiyue shrank beside He Zeyan in fear.

He Zeyan's body was as cold as ice, standing in the same place, his pure and clean face was like a newly born jade, which reminded people of the most beautiful things in the world.

Su Baiyue hid behind He Zeyan, not seeing him speak slowly and make a mouth shape.

"it's me."