[MTL, BL] Pretend Little Cowardly Bag [Quick Wear]

5.13

Whether it was the content and name of the letter or the time of the final signing, it was like a blast of fire and thunder, directly hitting Lin Xiuyuan's skull, making him almost unable to move.

Until the man beside him saw that his expression was different, he stretched out his hand to take a look at the letter.

Lin Xiuyuan suddenly woke up and hurriedly stuffed the letter into his arms almost instinctively.

This was the only sanity he had left with all his might.

Never give this letter to Huaiyang.

Regardless of why the second master has this letter signed as Qi Jue, only judging its purpose will not be good for Huaiyang:

after all, the reference object is called Qi Jue in this world, except for him and the system, this world No one else should know about it. If Huaifeng didn't know, why would he give a letter from someone who had nothing to do with the uncle to the uncle who had turned into a ghost? And when the third master and Zhang Daxian and others were almost killed by the uncle not long ago, they came alone, just to submit such a letter?

Are you sure this letter will change something?

Or is it certain that this letter will keep him safe and even suppress the ghosts in the house?

None of them are in their favor.

Lin Xiuyuan grabbed the hand that was continuing to grope for the envelope, gently pulled up the blanket, wrapped the man and himself together, and pretended to be dissatisfied with his voice: "You said you'd deal with it, it's mine." The

other party Frost's eyelashes drooped, and his hands really didn't move.

Lin Xiuyuan was next to his ear, the hot air rushed on the other side's cold earlobe, and whispered, "Let's rest."

Huaiyang's hand moved slightly, and in a blink of an eye, it moved to Lin Xiuyuan's back. In this way, he seemed to be locked in his arms by a cold body, and there was almost nothing to twist except his fingers and toes.

There were only faint breathing sounds all around, and A Fu and Agui at the innermost were nervously waiting for the knock on the door, and they were silent and did not speak to each other.

There was a constant rustling of the wind outside.

Naturally, Lin Xiuyuan didn't really rest. He closed his eyes and listened to all the sounds inside and outside the room. After a while, he lifted his eyelids and looked out the window again.

It was already dark, and a dim silver moonlight shone through the windows.

During the waiting time, Lin Xiuyuan called the system once and asked the other party about the letter.

The system had captured the letter through the camera function before, and they read it again on the interface.

The system said that it may be the same name of the characters in the mission world.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't recognize the answer at all: "It just happened to be the same name as the reference object? The same era, the same face, the letter with the same name..." The

system seemed to get stuck and became silent.

Lin Xiuyuan continued: "And it's not just about the name. According to the bandits, Huaiyang died six years ago, and that letter was signed more than six years ago..."

He meant to point out that Huaiyang died six years ago. There is a problem with Yang's identity, but when I talk about it six years ago, I suddenly think of something.