Chapter 58 (1/2)

Moonlight is like water, people are as light as chrysanthemum.

Wearing a soft white dress and a sea blue school uniform coat, Zhang Qingqing sat next to me with her knees. She turned her head and asked me with a smile: ”Chen Yu, are you cold?”

”It's not cold at all!”

When I was blown by the mountain wind, I couldn't help shrinking my neck and forced my mouth back.

”Cluck, I'm not cold at all.”

Zhang Qingqing proudly drew the school uniform coat on her, then smiled and continued to point to the stars in the sky to tell me all kinds of legends and stories. She also said to me in memory: ”I remember when I was very young, my grandmother once told me that if you point your fingers at the stars in the sky and connect them into your sweetheart's name, your dream will come true and your sweetheart will like you.”

”Naive, you are still a teacher. You will believe such boring rumors.”

Zhang Qingqing's chilly eyes looked at me and said in a bad tone, ”what are you talking about?”

”No, nothing. I say this rumor is very romantic. I also believe that the stars in the sky have this divine power. No, I have to write the name of my sweetheart, Liu Yan.”

I raised my hand and wrote three words to the stars in the sky: Zhang Qingqing.

Although Zhang Qingqing couldn't see what words I wrote in front of the starry sky, she could see that I wrote more than two words. She curiously leaned over and said, ”eh, you don't seem to write two words, but three words. Should you write my name?”

”Smelly beauty, I wrote Fan Bingbing.”

Zhang Qingqing is proud enough tonight. If she admits that her sweetheart's name is her, her tail is expected to rise to the sky.

At this time, there was a ”click” in the distance There was a strange noise, as if someone accidentally stepped on the dead tree branches on the ground. Zhang Qingqing and I couldn't help looking back at the direction of the sound almost at the same time. At the same time, the flashlight in our hand shone disorderly. There were jagged rocks everywhere in front. The pine forest in the distance swayed constantly under the gusts of mountain wind, making bursts of rustling sound like waves. No But I didn't see anyone.

”Chen Yu, what was the noise just now?”

There is a trace of fear in Zhang Qingqing's voice. After all, she is only a woman. In the middle of the night, she hears inexplicable sounds on the mountain where the mountain wind is like crying and the tree shadow is like dancing. It's strange if she's not afraid at all.

I grew up in the countryside. When I was a child, I walked too much at night, and even ran out to catch cicadas and loaches in the middle of the night. Therefore, I was not afraid of the mountains and forests at night, and many students were sleeping in a tent 100 meters away. What's to be afraid of?

I opened my mouth and wanted to say that it was the sound made by the mountain wind blowing off dead branches or the presence of small animals such as civets, but when I saw Zhang Qingqing's panic expression, I suddenly changed my attention, and then pretended to be mysterious and whispered, ”if you hear any abnormal sound in the wild mountains, it's ok if you don't hear it. It's okay. Let's sit down and continue to chat.”

As like as two peas what I expected, Zhang Qingqing, who was a little scared, after hearing my words, his face became pale and uncertain. He unconsciously moved to my side and said nervously, ”Chen Yu, what is unclean?”

When I saw Zhang Qingqing leaning against me, I was always proud. I said mysteriously in her ear, ”in fact, I've heard that strange events have happened in Qingyun Mountain before.”

Zhang Qingqing opened her eyes: ”what strange event, why don't I know?”

”I've also heard people say. It seems to say that there are several online outdoor anchors engaged in live broadcasting, such as those who specialize in grave jumping and singing in the morgue. They make an appointment to come to Qingyun Mountain for live broadcasting together, because woniu ridge in Qingyun Mountain is actually a cemetery...”

Zhang Qingqing believed it and couldn't help asking, ”what are they broadcasting live at woniuling cemetery in Qingyun Mountain?”