Going out of the bathroom, the door on the left happened to be pushed open from the outside.

Sheng Yiming also walked in wearing a bathrobe, holding a towel in his hand, and was wiping his hair.

Li Yu sent his head over without saying a word.

Sheng Yiming smiled helplessly, pulled the towel down and put it on the young man's head.

The thick towel was warm and gently absorbed the moisture in the hair. Li Yu leaned back and leaned against the man's arms as if he was boneless.

"Husband, are we going to the police station?"

Sheng Yiming was so sweet that his hair softened, and he hooked his lips and said, "No, the doctors and nurses won't remember us going there."

Li Yu didn't show it on his face, and he was always envious in his heart. The skill of ghosts and minds is also very useful. Unfortunately, he is a person and can't learn it for the time being.

If one day the target becomes a human, these skills belonging to ghosts should also disappear.

He turned his head and raised his head with a towel on his face, "Do you want to be a human? A normal person, although his life span is short, has a body temperature, his heart can beat, and he can eat a lot of delicious food."

"You know I have no sense of taste?" Sheng Yiming was slightly surprised.

"Of course I do." Li Yu pulled the towel off, pushed the man to sit on the edge of the bed, and used the other half of the dry towel to wipe his short hair.

"You and I always eat very little when we go out to dinner."

Before in the box between the sea of ​​clouds, the man took a few chopsticks for such delicious food.

Later, in the Red Moon's box, Li Yu also noticed that besides drinking, the man only moved his chopsticks twice.

The eyes he looked at the food had no emotion, it was more like a lack of appetite than a lack of appetite.

It wasn't until later that the secret of the target was solved, and then contacting the previous story, that the dead person didn't even have a heartbeat, let alone a sense of taste.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the man didn't speak, he deliberately increased the force of wiping in his hands.

Sheng Yiming, "I can do it. What about you, do you want me to be human?"

Li Yu frowned, always like this.

This man is always doing everything according to his will.

Li Yu lowered his face, "I asked you first, you must answer my question first."

Sheng Yiming didn't have an answer in his heart. In his opinion, it doesn't matter what he does. He has to stay by the youth's side whether he is a person or a ghost.

Li Yu had no choice but to help him make a choice, "I hope you become a human being, a living person."

He also thought about whether he could become a ghost if he died, but according to the regulations, if he died, he would have failed the mission and had to start over.

It sounds weird and romantic, but it doesn't work.

It's not good to play games with ghosts. If you play games with your target for a long time, his body will definitely be eroded by Yin Qi, and he will be a short-lived ghost 100%.

The only solution that everyone is happy with is to use two unused props to convert the target from an inhuman state to a real person.

But how to use it specifically, and whether it can be successful or not, has to be carefully weighed.

He didn't want to go wrong and become a widow.

"Okay." Sheng Yiming said, "I'll listen to you."

Li Yu smiled far-fetched, it would be nice if you could be so good when playing games.

Too many things happened that night. The two of them didn't have the energy to play the fun game of you pat one, I pat one, hugged each other and fell asleep.

After another breath became steady, Sheng Yiming opened his eyes, lowered his head and pressed his lips gently on the young man's smooth forehead.

His vision is not affected by night, and his profile is clearly depicted along with the sleeping youth.

But this level of staring did not satisfy him, and soon Sheng Yiming arched his waist slightly so that his eyes could be level with the youth's eyes.

Reaching out and fiddling with the pair of thick black eyelashes, the sleeping person was disturbed, snorted, and wanted to turn over evasively.

But when it was halfway through, a hand pressed his shoulder and broke it back.

Li Yu was almost unaware of the outside world, his brows wrinkled, and he bowed his head forward.

Sheng Yiming lowered his eyes in satisfaction, wrapped his hands around the young man's back, and tapped lightly across the quilt.

After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly stood up and pressed his lips to the other pair of tightly closed lips.

The gentle action didn't wake him up. After a while, he raised his head to withdraw, wiped the water stains from the youth's lips with his thumb, and sighed contentedly.

"Ding Lian."

With a hoarse voice with nostalgia, Sheng Yiming leaned over to the young man's ear and said, "What I said before is true."

The phrase "you are the cause, I am the fruit" is not to make people happy.

But really because of you.

From the moment he was conscious, his perception was very vague, as if something had deliberately blinded his five senses, making him like a headless fly, only able to spin around in a small place.

The place was gloomy, cold, and filled with all kinds of disgusting stench, and countless ugly, bloody faces.

He looked at them coldly like a lifeless statue.

Gradually, those things became restless and wanted to escape from this place.

At that time, he was not sure what he was, but he already had a sense of danger, knowing that once those things left, he would also collapse.

From that day on, he learned to attack and how to plunder the yin and evil qi from Li Gui's body and transform it into his own body.

Gradually, he became stronger, but he couldn't have a decent human form, not even the ghosts that died.

Once the thought of wanting to become a person takes root, it is like a flood coming from a mountain, surging, forcing him to constantly embezzle the ghosts that have thrown himself into the net and grow.

With the growth of physical strength, he began to have a complete human consciousness, with human feelings.

I'm waiting for someone... The day the idea came up, it hasn't stopped.

The changes of the times have driven a lot of things. Dilapidated buildings have been demolished and a prosperous commercial street has been built, but he still can't leave the land.

What broke it all was a fire caused by an explosion.

The explosion happened at night, when nightlife was going on. With a loud bang, the flames rushed into the hall from the direction of the kitchen at a terrifying speed.

No one knows what happened, but the body's emergency response has taken the lead in making a choice for their brains, running towards the door in a panic.

It's a pity that it's too late, the gas in the kitchen is still leaking, providing nutrients again and again for the arrogant fire, so that it can continue to rage.

Fire belongs to Yang, and even he can't get into the kitchen to close the valve.

To this day, he still remembers the situation when he was forced into a desperate situation by the fire and hid in the ground, and it was at that time that he felt a huge amount of resentment and hatred.

There were fires everywhere on the ground, walls, and ceiling, and the people trapped inside screamed helplessly, calling for help.

Some people even endured the pain and forcibly tried to pass through the barriers built by the fire... The result was that they were burned to charcoal by the fire and turned into a black body that no one could tell the original appearance.

The monstrous fear and resentment, and even the new yin qi from the death of life, all drilled into the ground, making his thoughts clearer than ever.

As soon as he rose from the ground, he found a man whose lower body was pressed down by the collapsed ceiling in an inner box.

The man was newly dead, his yang qi was weak, and his yin qi was strong. Intuition told him that this was an opportunity, so he possessed it without even thinking about it.

Things are far easier than imagined.

When he saw the burning fire with human eyes for the first time, he knew that he had a new identity and a new life, and he could walk in the world like an ordinary human, waiting for the person he wanted to wait for.

After a moment of thought, he suddenly returned to the present.

Sheng Yiming pressed his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

Why did he have a perception that the two of them had met before when he saw the young man, and believed that he was the person he was looking for? They don't even need to get along, there is a familiarity between them that cannot be described in words.

He thought that there were too many unexplainable things in this world, including himself being one of them.

It's better to let go of things that can't be thought through, it's more important to enjoy the moment.

Although he thought so in his heart, his mind was out of control, and he subconsciously believed that the issue was very important, important to him and the young man in his arms.

Looking down at the young man who was snoring slightly, the man's eyes darkened as he uncontrollably swept across the slightly opened lips.

He swallowed hard, Sheng Yiming resisted the urge to wake people up and forced himself to close his eyes.

In the early morning, the cool breeze gently opened the curtains and ran in, like a playful girl, gently patted the sleeping person on the cheek.

Li Yu shuddered and shrank into the man's arms, suddenly feeling a heavy breath above his head.

He opened his eyes alertly, looked up, and met a pair of awake eyes.

did not sleep.

Thoughts flashed in the young man's mind, Li Yu frowned slightly, "Did you not sleep last night?"

"Yeah." Sheng Yiming supported his head with one hand, with a lazy expression, not like someone who stayed up all night, "I can't sleep."

Li Yu subconsciously asked, "Why?"

The man's eyes became deep and dark, and Li Yu understood it instantly, and it was a little unbelievable.

Like a loach, he slipped out of bed from the other side, hid in the bathroom, leaned back against the door, and started counting his sleep time last night with his fingers...

For more than seven hours, the boss just lasted like this all night, it was terrible.

1551 suddenly said, "Impossible, why don't you take a break, otherwise you won't be human."

Li Yu pouted, "Of course I know."

It is also more sincere to say a rhetoric. 1551's emotional intelligence needs to be improved, otherwise it will be difficult to make new friends other than him in the future.

Looking over the pair of mouthwash cups in front of the mirror, Li Yu was in a good mood. He hummed a song and took down the one that belonged to him, and began to brush his teeth seriously.

The bathroom is very spacious, and even the washbasin is an extended version.

Uncontrollable images appeared in Li Yu's mind, and he instantly felt that the washbasin had become the source of evil, so he hurried to wash up.

After brushing his teeth, he put down the cup, buried his head and poured a handful of water on his face.

Opening his eyes again, he saw that there were two more legs behind him.

Li Yu's heart trembled, and before he could say hello to the man, he was lifted by his waist and placed on the sink.

My God, the picture of the brain supplement has come true.

When woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still baking the earth so viciously that was reluctant to go down the mountain.

Li Yu lifted the quilt and found that he was wearing a loose vest and shorts.

He walked out of the room with his slippers on, and found that the man was not there. In the whole house, apart from the sound of filtered water from the fish tank, there was only the sound of his own walking.

He went around the kitchen and found a bowl of porridge and a note on the dining table that was still hot.

The note said, [Go to the company in a hurry, come back within two hours, remember to eat something when you wake up].

At the end, he also noted that he left at 3:30, which is half an hour before he woke up.

Sitting on the stool, Li Yu didn't feel uncomfortable at all, after all, he was a man with the Authority brand grease.

The porridge should be cooked by the man himself, and the finely chopped mushrooms and chicken particles in it are the same size. Even if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can imagine how hard the other party is cooking.

The thick porridge entered the entrance, with a strong salty fragrance, and after sliding into the stomach, a sweetness followed in my heart.

Li Yu, "The boss has magic hands, and the porridge he makes is simply extraordinary."

1551, "You should pat your ass at the target, what's the point of telling me."

Li Yu failed to show off and was a little depressed.

There is something in the stomach, and the brain is also alive.

Unstoppable, Li Yu remembered the task he had completed, the secret of the red moon.

Although the incident between Ngawang and Axiang has come to an end, the mystery hidden between the two still exists. He has not forgotten that he has to go to the cemetery to find something.

Li Yu ran to the balcony, and sure enough, he saw his clothes that had been cleaned and dried.

He took off his clothes and put them on quickly, took his mobile phone and wallet, and closed the door while calling Sheng Yiming.

After calling a taxi on the street and explaining the destination, the mobile phone that was automatically hung up because no one answered, suddenly rang a loud ringtone.

Li Yu answered the phone, the atmosphere on the other end was dignified, and it could be guessed that the man was in a bad mood, but he was trying his best to restrain himself.

"Husband." The young man wisely called out the best name for a man, "I want to go out and go back soon."

A major project in the company went wrong. Sheng Yiming just finished his anger, and the anger that could not be suppressed disappeared instantly without a trace. He loosened his tie and hit the subordinate who was trained to move. an out gesture.

"Where are you going?" The man's voice was warm and caring, "Is your health okay?"

Live him away. At the door, the subordinate who turned back curiously saw the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and almost stumbled, "Oh my God, it's terrible, the boss has learned to change his face.

He closed the door of the office lightly, and withdrew his foot that was halfway across. He couldn't help but be curious to hear who Mr. Sheng was on the phone with.

It has been a week since brought Xiao Xianrou to the company last time, and don't know if the old person on the phone is the old person or the fresher new person.

Sheng Yiming held the phone in his hand and looked out the window with a handsome face with a smile, "I'll pick you up when the matter is over."

Li Yu hesitated, "No, I want to go home."

It was a good idea to go home on the weekend, but it has been delayed due to a lot of things recently. I have to go back and take a look today, so that the parents of the original owner know that their son is still alive and kicking.

Sheng Yiming is very sensitive to the emotions of young people, "Ding Lian, you are lying to me."

Li Yu, "..."

Is it a mutant dog's nose? You can smell it through the radio.

I had no choice but to honestly explain, "I didn't lie to you, I just hid some things and didn't say anything."

"Speak now." Sheng Yiming suddenly looked back at the closed door, his eyes turning cold.

The subordinates outside the door actually didn't hear anything, because the solid wood door was so good at sound insulation, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He shivered all over, and reflexively touched the back of his neck.

There was nothing on the back of his neck except for the hair and the bare neck, but he was furious, and he always felt that something was hanging behind him.

In the empty corridor, the footsteps were getting faster and faster. When passing by the secretary's office, the subordinate caught a glimpse of a woman in red standing inside.

Sensing the sight outside, the woman looked up.

Her mouth seemed to be sewn up with needles and threads, with straight black threads and dense stitches on her lips. Even so, she still tried her best to squeeze a terrifying smile on her face.

Although it was far away, the other party didn't speak, but the subordinate heard a female voice against his back and said, "I'm finally seen, I'm so happy, so happy, can you help me remove the stitches?"

The staff in the secretary's office were busy running around, but no one saw the woman in red standing by the window, or the middle-aged man who had been frightened in the corridor.

The subordinate screamed and ran, and when he got into the elevator, he tripped and fell, causing his nose to bleed.

Sheng Yiming withdrew his gaze that had been fixed on the door, and did not agree with the youth going to the cemetery, "The cemetery is overcast and there are too many unclean things, I am not at ease."

"It's alright." Li Yu looked at the taxi driver in front of him, covered his phone with his hand, shrank to the corner of the back seat and said secretly, "I have your breath all over me, I'll be fine."

Sheng Yiming was successfully appeased. After hanging up the phone, a strong wind blew in the office, and everything suddenly made a rustling noise without warning.

The extinguished chandelier on the ceiling flickered on and off, and the pen rolled along the desk to the ground, and was finally wrapped in a phantom, picked it up and put it back on the desk.

Opposite the desk stood a human-shaped black mist. As the clock on the wall ticked, the color of the black mist faded and disappeared into the air.

At the same time, the office returned to normal.

The cemetery where Ah Xiang was located was on the edge of the city. Li Yu had just stepped on the ground when the cool wind blew over and climbed up around his ankle.

Li Yu's mouth twitched, feeling a little helpless. Some people really didn't mean what they said. They said they should rest assured, but they still followed.

He waved his hands in front of him, and whispered into the air, "Sheng Yiming."

The hot air fluctuated and became cool, like a layer of iced water covering him.

It's so cool.

Shuangfei.

Li Yu didn't expect the boss to have such a use. He was surprised and delighted, and said to the air, "Thank you, husband."

The taxi driver, who was sorting out the change, raised his head when he heard the voices outside the window. He happened to see the young man patted on his shoulder, and then said something with a sideways smile.

The driver was chilled and his mind went blank.

I have long heard that the cemetery closest to the city is not clean. Who would have thought that he would actually hit it!

The driver shoved the money in his pocket indiscriminately, and threw the accelerator.

The car sped past and brought a burst of dust. Li Yu covered his mouth and turned around, only to see the butt of the car that was turning. When he turned around, he happened to see that there were flowers and wax paper money on the roadside, and there was a flower shop next door.

First, went to the flower shop to buy a handful of white chrysanthemums, and then bought a lot of paper money from the stall next to me. The young man walked up the mountain with the flowers in one hand and the plastic bag in the other.