"After the Soul Returns to the West, I'm in Love" Author: Xiao Shanhe [End + Extra]

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In the entertainment industry, Ding Liujiang also became a ghost and was trapped in the cemetery for a few days after his death.

He never thought that the man who was kneeling in front of his tomb in the face of wind, rain and thunder—

It turned out to be the big guy who made the business world feel frightened and cold, thank you!

The media's evaluation of this mysterious boss is all: cold and noble, financial power, abstinence and indifference.

Jiang Ye looked at the man who knelt in front of his monument for seven days and nights like a petrified man. When he was in a coma, he persistently engraved the name behind his inscription: eternal life, love.

Jiang Ye: WC? ? ?

Jiang, who became a soul, also left with the boss.

He found that as long as he was with the boss, he could touch everything, just like he was alive.

No one can see him except him.

The man looked at the young man who was leisurely eating and drinking, and unbuttoned his clothes brightly. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the dark waves in his eyes were hidden from the cold and noble.

#dead once: no one can see me.

Gong who pretended not to see: Well, really can't see. #

Content tags: fantasy space entertainment rebirth sweet text

Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Ye, Xie Chen ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

One sentence summary: My boyfriend thought I couldn't see him

Intention: Confess bravely, life will not come back

Chapter 1 I'm a Ghost

In June, if you change your face, you will change your face.

When the funeral was in the morning, the sun was still high, and at noon it turned into a downpour.

There were many people standing in the depressing and solemn cemetery, wearing black clothes and black umbrellas, a scene of mourning.

Not far away, there were also crying heart-piercing girls, holding black and white photos in their hands, crying deafeningly at their throats.

The young man in the photo has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and even if it is a black and white photo, the end of his eyes can hardly hide a tinge of crimson.

The thin and perfectly curved lips under the pretty bridge of the nose, without smiling, also bring a smile, and the mood of the person who sees it floats up.

That's a very nice face.

At this moment, the owner of the face is sitting on the tombstone, his legs are shaking in the air.

The rain smashed through the body and hit the tombstone, the corner of his mouth evoked a sneer, the grief in front of him seemed real but not as real as the crying of fans who were stopped by security.

Jiang also looked at the crowd, inexplicably a little guilty.

Before he died, as a top player in the entertainment industry, he didn't even know how he became popular.

Then fans flooded in, and he was caught off guard.

It's not uncommon for girlfriend fans and wife fans to even have a bunch of mother fans younger than themselves calling their cubs every day.

This makes Jiang, who thinks that he can pull the willows upside down, is also extremely angry.

Become a black fan and join your own fan camp:

"What do you say you like Jiang? Don't you just have a face? A handsome man can be eaten as a meal, but can he be a son? Isn't this a difference of generation and weed out people?"

"..."

"Goose! Mommy misses you, come back soon! Mommy wants to see you dance, act, sing, hic-hic-"

"Cubs, I'm really jealous of Hongyan, my cub just became popular, why is God so oblivious, white-haired people send black-haired people-"

"Brother, we love you! Did you hear that? No matter where you are, we will always love you!"

"..."

Jiang Ye's mouth twitched.

Except for the one who was called brother at the end, the mother fans who had entered the cub-raising drama in front of them were too deeply involved in the drama. These words of tigers and wolves almost made the security guard laugh.

However, a burst of inexplicable emotion flooded his body, which no longer had a heartbeat. Jiang also jumped off the tombstone, and the girl who suddenly fell to the ground outside, he knew, was a big fan who kicked several trumpets of him in the fan group.

I passed out crying.

Jiang also looked at the so-called relatives and friends in front of the tombstone. There was an orphan before his death, no father or mother, and when he had no money, he had no relatives, and a lot of famous people came.

Brokerage companies, those who have cooperated, those who have not cooperated, all kinds of things have come.

The major media took pictures in front, and everyone looked sad and bowed their heads silently.

Jiang also had no expression on his face, these people added up, I am afraid that the few girls who were not stopped outside were crying sincerely.

People die when they die.

Sadness is no more than a feeling that the world is impermanent. Tomorrow the rain will stop and the sky will be clear, and he will be forgotten by the world.

Jiang also walked a few steps, wanting to see how the crying fans were doing, but just after walking a few steps, he was bounced back by an inexplicable force in the air.

Go, still.

He tried front, back, left, and right, and it was probably about two meters away from the tombstone.

The hand unconsciously met the media friend next to him, and the transparent palm slid across the reporter's chest through the raised machine.

"Ah Chiu!" The man sneezed and chatted with his peers next to him.

"I think this shot is almost the same. It's raining, and I seem to have a cold."

"No, it's raining so much in a good world, the temperature difference is too big, and this place is also unlucky. I think it's almost gone."

Several reporters closed the camera.

Jiang also sat on his monument and watched everyone with different expressions. As soon as the reporter withdrew, the true and false sadness became apparent.

Seeing this, the one who cried the most was his little assistant, Li Xiaoou, who had been with him since he entered the industry.

The young man cried out of breath, snot and tears streaming down his face.

Jiang also wanted to be reborn and give him some inheritance.

As for the others, there must be some who are really sad, but nothing touched.

Looking at it this way, he is also a ruthless person.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, followed by lightning and thunder.

After everyone saw it, they dispersed.

If the big cemetery is left, there are only a few crying family members who have no strength left in front of the other monuments.

When Jiang Ye appeared here for the first time in this state, he thought he would meet many of his kind.

After staying for a day, I was a ghost by myself.