V2.Chapter 1

The night is as cold as water, and from time to time the calls of birds come from the dark forest, and the wind of the forest is full of desolation.

The sound of horse's hooves came from afar, getting closer and closer.

"Cousin, you should hurry up. A big man is more delicate than me." The voice of disgust is as clear as a warbler's crow, and the only response to her is a dull hum from a man.

In the cool moonlight, the figure of two horses can be seen vaguely. The first one is a girl, behind which is a man of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although the man did not speak, his legs used some strength to catch up with the girl in front.

Just as she was about to catch up with her, the girl's horse suddenly stopped. She reeled and almost fell off the horse.

The girl instinctively bent over to see the horse, but did not want a figure holding the leg of the horse slowly stood up.

In the moonlight, the man who stood up, with dirty face and only eyes, was as bright as the stars in the sky. He stood in front of the horse and looked at the girl who was still in shock.

"Ghost?" The girl spoke softly, and without waiting for her voice to fall to the ground, she waved the whip

"Aman, what are you doing?" The man who had come to the front of the girl suddenly cried.

"Ghost fighting. "The girl, known as aman, looked at the man and replied frankly.

Just waiting for her whip to fall, the boy standing on the horse's leg just now plopped and fell under the horse.

The girl dismounted, went to the boy and touched his hand.

"Hot, live, ghost." She muttered in a low voice, but didn't want her hand to be held tightly by the ghost boy.

"I'm not a ghost. "The youth spirit is like gossamer, and the bright eyes are as clear as the moon.

"If you want me to save you, you are a ghost." Said aman discontentedly.

"I'm alive, not a ghost. "

the young man's voice was weak, but he was serious, and then he closed his eyes.

"It's not cute at all, cousin. Let's go. "Aman stood up and turned over.

The boy lying on the ground had a weak breath. Until aman rode away, he didn't speak again.

After a few steps on horseback, aman finally turned over and got off the horse, went to the boy's side and said, "I've lost to you."

"Cousin, make a fire and cook. Let's go when we're full."

"Aman, we have to catch up with your sister, or..." On the man's tired face, the rest is anxiety.

"I'm hungry." Aman looked at the man still on the horse and said softly.

"This is a mass grave." My cousin had no choice but to speak again.

"I want to eat anywhere. I'm hungry."

The man finally made a compromise. They were making a fire and cooking in the mass grave. They didn't care about the young man lying on the ground. The young man tried his best to climb to the fire during their busy time.

"Cousin, how long does the chicken have to wait? It's starving. It's starving." In the light of the fire, the bright girl asked coquettishly, her eyes fixed on the fried chicken in the fire.

"In a minute." The man patiently replied that the words were all spoiled, but before his voice fell, the roast chicken disappeared.

When aman saw the roast chicken again, it had reached the mouth of the boy.

"You return my roast chicken, that's mine." Aman rushed forward to grab it, but he didn't want to be too anxious. He threw himself at the boy.

What's more, her head just fell on the boy's face, and her lips touched the boy's dirty face.

The sudden tenderness froze the whole body of the boy.

Aman was also stunned. She just wanted to eat chicken. Why

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