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136. The ghost finally succeeds(1/2)

After thanking the care of Ogawa Meiyu, Liuli continued to swim, while Xia Yan continued to float under the water.

At noon, they came to the shore and ate the bento.

Liuli inserted a stick of incense for Xia Yan. Okawa Meiyu looked at it in confusion, but did not ask.

In the afternoon, after swimming for a while, the two of them lay on the tarp, dried their T-shirts with the sun, put on their clothes, and walked back.

When passing by the river behind the village, Ogawa Meiyu proposed fishing again, and Xia Yan cooperated to perform special skills for her.

In the evening, Liuli bid farewell to Okawa Meiyu and returned home.

Usually it was the latest for Kei Hoshino to come back, and Kei Hoshino was already waiting for her at the dining table today.

After having supper together, Liuli returned to the bedroom.

She sat at the desk and took out a book to read.

Xia Yan lay on her bed, playing with her handheld machine.

His impulse came and went quickly during the day, and now he has completely forgotten that thing.

But Liuli still remembers it in her heart.

After looking at Xia Yan, the girl picked up her phone, opened the chat software, and sent a message to Keiko Shiraki.

Aunt Huizi, are you here?

The reply came soon: Ai Jiang and I are here, what's wrong?

I want to ask something, Liuli talks out her troubles and seeks experience. Every time a boy holds hands, he only holds for a few seconds, and occasionally touches his face for a few seconds. He does nothing else. Do you don’t like each other very much?

Xia Yan never talked about incense to Liuli. The girl always thought that Xia Yan could touch it as long as she wanted.

So she felt that Xia Yan didn't want to touch her.

Are they Qiuyuejun and Liulijiang? Shirato Keiko asked.

Seeing the reply, Liuli blushed. She glanced at Xia Yan with guilt. After seeing Xia Yan still focusing on playing games, she felt relieved.

She replied: It's not me, it's a friend of mine

Oh, I understand, is he actively reaching out or passively? Shirato Keiko asked.

Half active, half passive Liuli replied.

A child like Liuli must be very popular. Maybe he has some concerns, after all, it was the ghost Shiraki Keiko who answered.

He is a friend! Liuli said stubbornly.

I understand, you can feel carefully what he reacted when he touched you, Keiko Shirato made another suggestion.

It's not me! After denying it again, Liuli put down her phone.

She felt that this suggestion was good, and she had not carefully observed Xia Yan's reaction.

Standing up, holding the book, Liuli sat next to Xia Yan.

Xia Yan was playing at the critical moment. He turned his head and looked at it. Seeing that the girl had nothing important to do, he turned his eyes back on the screen and continued to fight with the boss.

This boss is a bit tricky. It took Xia Yan ten minutes to read the staging three times before he solved it.

Putting down the handheld machine, Xia Yan relaxed his mind.

He found Liuli still sitting next to him and was peeking at him.

Xia Yan frowned and felt something was wrong.

In the past, Liuli always reads books at her desk and has never sat by the bed.

What does this girl want to do?

Xia Yan thought calmly and analyzed carefully.

What does a girl want to do by secretly watching a boy playing games under the cover-up of reading books?

After a moment, he came to the conclusion.

He began to act.

He gave Liuli the handheld machine in his hand.

"Hmm?" Liuli looked at Xia Yan in confusion.

Don't you want to play games?

Xia Yan took back the handheld machine and breathed a sigh of relief.

There is only one handheld machine, and if he is given to Liuli, he will have nothing to play with.

But, if you don’t play games, what would it be?

Putting down the handheld machine, he asked directly: Let’s see what I do?

"Nothing." Liuli turned her head away.

This reaction means that there is a big problem.

But Liuli didn't want to say it, and he couldn't guess.

He tried to sense the spiritual touch, and what came from the girl was shyness.

There are many reasons for shyness and cannot be accurately judged.

Lowering his head, Xia Yan continued to play the game.

Liuli sat next to Xia Yan, but she had no gains for a long time. She looked at Xia Yan, and Xia Yan was very fascinated.

He bit his lip, Liuli put down the book and stood up.

She opened her suitcase, took out a cloth bag, and looked at Xia Yan again.

Xia Yan is still playing games.

He noticed Liuli's departure, but didn't care.

Five minutes later, Liuli sat back to her original position.

Xia Yan turned his head and took a look.

After this glance, his gaze could not be moved back.

Liuli was wearing a normal-style swimsuit.

He looked at Liuli in disbelief.

You obviously have a swimsuit, but you don’t wear it for me during the day!

It was obviously midsummer, but Xia Yan felt very cold and he was trembling with coldness.

What's wrong with this world? Can people and ghosts get along well together?

By the way, what is this girl doing now in a swimsuit?

Do you feel uneasy?

Putting down the handheld machine, Xia Yan held his chin and looked at Liuli.

The girl's expression was restrained and embarrassed, but she still tried hard to look directly at Xia Yan.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Liuli lowered her head.

From the spiritual touch, emotions of depression and sadness came.

Um???

Xia Yan was very confused.

I just took a few more glances, are you so sad?

He pondered for two seconds, picked up the quilt and covered the girl's body.

The sadness coming from the spiritual touch became even stronger.

What's wrong? Xia Yan couldn't figure it out and asked carefully.

"You don't touch me." Liuli accused Xia Yan in a low voice.

Is this the reason?

Xia Yan grabbed his head.

He also wanted to touch Liuli, but he really couldn't do it.

How to answer?

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t do it?

Or do you lie and fool it?

After thinking for a while, Xia Yan decided to tell the truth.
To be continued...
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