If the other party can really see him, then the other party knows how he can get rid of this situation?

Either the soul is scattered or reborn, he doesn't want to trap on the earth anymore.

After becoming a ghost, he couldn't touch anything, he didn't need to sleep, he would not be hungry. No one saw him. Only he could hear his voice, which was like a year a year.

He was trapped in this house and couldn't even get rid of Sheng Yingqi.

"哢 ——"

The door closed again.

Get Qin Mingzhu in the house.

Two hours later, Sheng Yingqi returned alone.

After returning, he sat at the ashes on the table. During this time, Sheng Yingqi obviously lost a lot, and was thinner when returning from the country of Q, and even the ghost Qin Mingzhu found it.

After half an hour, Sheng Yingqi suddenly said: "Qin Mingzhu, why don't you want to see me? Is it because you have no face to see me?"

He looked at the ashes, smiled at first, smiled with a smile on his shoulders, but he had no smile in his eyes, and then gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't said you can't see you, why don't you see me, you ... you betrayed me again , Betrayed me! You want to renew your front edge with that dead group, I tell you, don't think about it! "

Qin Mingzhu knew who Sheng Yingqi said, and a person who did not even dare to think about his name.

Sheng Yingqi scolded him, but he should not scold that person. That person didn't know anything and did nothing wrong.

When Qin Mingzhu was alive, he went to the cemetery several times a year. One day, he would not let anyone accompany him, and he spent his own planting.

Sometimes it is Xiangxuelan, sometimes the rattan rose, and sometimes the wind bell grass, always the best flower that year.

Qin Mingzhu felt that he mourned that person and didn't need everyone else to know. That person also likes to be quiet and not lively.

Of course, he felt that he should be frank to the pillow, so he told Sheng Yingqi the year when he got married.

Sheng Yingqi said that he could understand, and said that it was okay to see more.

But Qin Mingzhu didn't dare to go more. As long as he went, he would think of that person died, not even a little gray.

He was moved by Sheng Yingqi's understanding, and a few years later, the opponent's attitude suddenly changed in this matter. He was not allowed to go to the cemetery to mourn. First, he persuaded him not to go and forced him in bed.

When he refused to relax, Sheng Yingqi stopped for a while, but on his own birthday, he proposed to play a frank game.

Fuff's frank bureau requires the truth.

Hearing the rules of the game, Qin Mingzhu faintly felt uneasy. He didn't want to play, but at that time he was a little drunk. He remembered that Sheng Yingqi hugged him, not let him go, and fed him to drink.

The alcohol was paralyzed, and he gradually softened in Sheng Yingqi's arms, like a fruit soaked in the drink. It lost the original and rotten a little bit.

He heard Sheng Yingqi's secret that he wanted to tell a secret, and the other party didn't know the secret.

At first, it was all harmless, garlic.

For example, he said that he secretly climbed the wall when he was a kid, and was hit by his grandfather. His grandfather was very angry and punished him not allowed to eat at night, and he cried, crying so much to coax him.

For example, he also said that he was drinking for the first time and sneaked his father's wine. As a result, he drank into the hospital. His father was scolded by his grandfather and grandmother. The mother also fell asleep with his father for a while.

Gradually, the topic went around the relationship.

This is not the secret that Qin Mingzhu took the initiative, but Sheng Yingqi asked.

"Wife, my first love is you, who is your first love?" The man had completely trapped the person in his arms before he knew it. He stroked Qin Mingzhu's cheek with his fingers, and paused when he touched the corner of his eye, there There are a few fine lines.

Maybe the beauty is always favored by the gods, Qin Mingzhu will never be so ugly when he drinks, but only a faint water red, and his eyes are covered with smoke.

"First love?" Qin Mingzhu repeated, before he was completely drunk and confused, he realized that he shouldn't talk about this issue. Everyone is mortal, and it's hard to ignore the current predecessor. The best way is to not mention it.

"Yes, first love, do you remember my wife?"

"I-I don't remember very much, maybe it was a senior in the middle school, I was in the diary..."

"Let me ask you another way, wife, who was the first man to sleep with you?"

Yes, it is Yan Jiayu.

Chapter 8

The remaining alcohol in his brain seemed to be sobered up by this question. Qin Mingzhu turned his face slightly and was reluctant to answer, "I...don't say this, okay?"

But Sheng Yingqi had to ask, trapped him, pressed his hand, and his tone was unprecedentedly strong.

"It's said that it's a candid situation, and you can't avoid the question. If you need to think about it before you can answer, then I'll say it first. Wife, I've only slept with you, only kissed you, and only hugged you."

This kind of words that seem to be talking about his own purity make Qin Mingzhu's mood even worse, as if he must feel guilty in order to be worthy of Sheng Yingqi's purity.

"Husband." He whispered to the other party, "I really don't want to say this, just ask other questions."

Sheng Yingqi was silent for a moment, "I just want to hear this. I want to know how many men you had before me, and what their names are. Why don't you want to talk about it? We have been married for a few years, so can't we talk about this? ?"

"I don't think it makes any sense to say this, husband, let's talk..."

The conversation was interrupted.

"It makes sense. Only by knowing your past can I get to know you better. Otherwise, it's too unfair. My past has nothing, and you don't even want to tell me the truth."

Qin Mingzhu pursed his lips. He wanted to leave the sofa as if he was escaping, but the person in front of him took off his human skin in the middle of the night and kept asking questions one after another.