Pear blossoms behind Qingming

But now the lights are out.

Qin Yuanxi frowned slightly, and sighed helplessly in her heart - anyway, nothing happened in the past few days, the big deal is not to sleep tonight.

As he thought about it, he didn't close his eyes.

Unexpectedly, after a while, a certain ghost hissed suspiciously and said, "Why don't you sleep?"

Qin Yuanxi: "..."

Qilan: "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, I can see things clearly even when it's dark...your eyes are quite big...hehe..."

Qin Yuanxi: "..."

His eyebrows twitched, and he resisted the urge to kick this guy off the bed.

"We ghosts don't need to sleep anyway, since you can't sleep either, why don't we chat?"

You don't need to sleep, what are you doing in my bed? !

Qin Yuanxi resisted the urge to beat the ghost, took a deep breath, and said, "...don't talk."

"Huh? Why don't you talk? You just told that boy, Qi'an, that you don't need to keep watch tonight, isn't it just to chat with me?!"

"...pretending to be sentimental."

"Okay, I'm passionate, you are ruthless, okay? Now, ruthless Qin Lang, can you chat with passionate Qilan? I really can't sleep, ghosts can't sleep! Really!! Except for not being able to sleep and eat, I am similar to other people in other aspects, uh... that is, my body is cooler, but if the weather is hot, my body will also become hot! Don't you wonder why? Ah, you are I'm not embarrassed to ask, it's okay! Let me tell you..."

Qin Yuanxi couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up!"

Qilan: "Huh? Oh, okay! It seems that you don't like this topic! Then let's change it! Qin Lang, you..."

Qin Yuanxi was angry: "Can you stop calling me 'Qin Lang'?!"

This title is too disgusting! ! !And it was called by a big man!

Others called Qin Yuanxi, either Qin Langjun or Mr. Qin, and no one called him Qin Lang in front of him, because everyone knew that he didn't like others to call himself that!

I can't stand it anymore! ! !

Qilan: "...Ah? Okay, then what do you want me to call you? Mr. Qin?"

Qin Yuanxi: "...um."

Qi Lan: "Ah, don't! This sounds so good!"

Qin Yuanxi: "..."

Am I familiar with you? !

I#￥%&*...

A certain ghost seemed to be unaware of Qin Yuanxi's displeasure, and continued to babble: "...Hey, how about this, do you have any fine print? Do you have it? Why don't you speak, don't you? Then let me pick one for you! Qin Yuanxi... Is it taken from the poem "Birds are green and green, Qin Yuanxi is green, cicadas are singing yellow leaves, Han Gongqiu"? Haha, it must be this! Then I will call you... called You... um, let me think about it... ah! Got it! I told you to know hahahahahaha..."

Qin Yuanxi: "..."

He didn't know what to say anymore.

His vocabulary is too limited for a ghost's brain circuit! ! !

Qin Yuanxi really didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore, she turned over, lay down with her back to Qilan, sighed, and said, "... Qingming."

Qilan: "Huh? What's Qingming???"

"The fine print is clear."