Chapter 90: The ghost will always follow his beloved, reluctant to leave

I don't know when it started to rain outside, and a colorful umbrella was stretched in the air. It became the only bright color in this gray and dark world. Some people walked slowly with umbrellas, and some walked without umbrellas.
Five minutes later, Yan Yu walked out of the cafe, his pain and numbness had not gone away, and his face, which was paler than ordinary people, was now even more gray and blue.
The system dinged twice.
[Dear, they all said that they would be punished by electric shocks, why don’t you believe them]
After two steps, Yan Yu felt a little heart palpitations. He leaned against the wall and breathed quietly. The heavy rain poured down outside. After a while, his body was mostly wet. He wiped the rain off his face, first sneered, and then his face was gloomy. : "Fuck, what do I have to do with you?!"
[Kiss, the system does not interfere with the freedom of marriage, you can find a partner, but you can’t eat soft rice~]
Yan Yu: "Can't eat soft rice, then why should I find someone?!"
[Dear friends, friendly reminder, water can be energized. 】
Yan Yu stopped talking, and walked into the rain curtain alone. His ink-colored hair was dampened with water, and his complexion was abnormally pale, without blood. Only those eyes were sharp and distinct, like a wolf.
He returned home without even changing his clothes. As soon as he took off his shoes, he started digging through boxes and cabinets looking for things, found two hundred dollars under the mattress, and found three hundred and seventy-two and five in the old clothes pocket hanging in the closet. hair.
Money is like a treasure buried in the ground, there is always something to look for.
There is a wooden desk quietly placed in the corner. Maybe it was left by the previous tenant. It is very old. The edges are all bumps and bumps. The paint is mottled. Yan Yu rarely uses this desk. The drawers are locked. It's all things he won't touch again.
Pulling on the rusty latch on the drawer, he took a lot of effort to open the first drawer. It was full of old books about Yin and Yang and gossip. The cover was yellow and there was a spider in the corner. Cobwebs are formed, and the nose is full of musty.
Yan Yu lit a cigarette, squinted in the smoke, and buckled the drawer upside down on the ground. After pulling it for a while, she found that there was no money, and then opened the second drawer, which contained a yin and yang for a street stall. Bagua cloth, some copper coins and yellow symbols, and a series of exorcism items.
Yan Yu didn't look at it, and closed it with a bang. He opened the last drawer, and there was only a stack of paper quietly inside. The top sheet was written with two strings of numbers. Below the numbers was a calculation similar to a six-pointed star. The picture, the pattern is very complicated, it was drawn with a pencil, and there are many unintelligible signs on it, but unfortunately it has faded.
Yan Yu didn’t know why, so he didn’t move until the spark burned out, and a piece of soot fell silently on the paper. He then reacted and stretched out his hand to flick it away. As a result, the soot was scattered, but it became even dirtier. Take the paper out and shake it.
There are about thirty sheets in this stack of paper, and the patterns on each page are the same. The person who drew this projection seems very stubborn. He painted it many times and stubbornly wanted to confirm something.
Yan Yu pressed the cigarette out on the ground, and nothing more, he took out his mobile phone to find Tang Ying's phone and dialed it. After three rings, he was picked up quickly.
"What's the matter?" Tang Ying's voice was cold and hard.
"Didn't it mean that Xun Chuan left me something, when will you give it to me?" Yan Yu lazily.
The voice on the other end of the phone was very messy and there was a quarrel. Tang Ying was silent for a while before saying: "I booked the flight tomorrow morning and will not come back again. I will send you the address and you will come and get it yourself."
When Xun Chuan had an accident, she was preparing for a wedding abroad, and hurried back when she heard the news. She had to go back after the matter was dealt with and would not stay long.
Yan Yu hung up the phone and was about to go out. However, he took a look at the darkening sky outside, stepped back, took a few yellow symbols from the second drawer and put them in his pocket before leaving.
Tang Yingfa’s address was in a suburban villa, which seemed to be Xunchuan’s home. When Yan Yu arrived, there was a well-maintained middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa on the first floor. Her eyes were somewhat similar to Xunchuan. When she saw Yan Yu She was taken aback, and was about to ask a question, but Tang Ying just happened to walk down from the second floor with a suitcase.
Tang Ying said to Yan Yu, "Go and get the first room on the second floor."
Yan Yu smiled upon hearing the words, and went upstairs by himself, but when he entered the room, he faintly heard the arguing coming from downstairs, and he couldn't help but keep his eyes open, leaving a gap when the door was closed.
Mother Xun was sitting on the sofa. Compared to Tang Ying's haggard, she didn't see the slightest sadness on her face, and asked softly: "Aying, who is that man, and why did you let him into Achuan's room? ??" After speaking, he said with anger: "You kid, why are you moving out today in such a hurry? Your uncle broke his neck inexplicably a few days ago and is still lying in the hospital. You have to think of a way for the handling fee, right?"
This sentence touched her nerves, Tang Ying immediately kicked the suitcase beside her feet when she heard the words, and said in a sharp voice: "He deserves to be lying in the hospital! Bankruptcy is also worthy! This kind of beastly beast is a life and death. Ten thousand times is not a pity! Retribution! All retribution! I will be disgusted by you if I stay here for another day!"
Mother Xun frowned upon hearing the words: "How can you say that about your uncle? He did it for this family. No one wants A Chuan's death, and I feel very sad."
Tang Ying's eyes are red, her chest is undulating, and she looks extremely annoyed: "He is a beast! You are also a beast! Whose parents will send his own son to someone else's bed for money! If Xun Chuan didn't want to hide from you, what would he do? will die!"
Xun's mother looked embarrassed when he heard the words: "The company has a problem, and there is nothing we can do. Who made Chairman Liu just look at A Chuan? Besides, we haven't agreed yet, who knows A Chuan. The child is so stubborn, he just ran away from home, alas, it's really hard."
Tang Ying's face suddenly darkened when she heard this, and she sneered: "Really? Then why don't you send Xu Jiang there? He looks good, why don't you send Xu Jiang there too?! Why? Reluctant to bear it. ?"
As her voice gradually increased, Xun Mu couldn't hold it anymore, so she stood up and argued with her.
Xun Chuan's father passed away very early. Xun's mother was married second, and she gave birth to Xun Chuan's half-brother Xu Jiang not long after marriage.
The coffee table seemed to be kicked, rubbing the ground and making an extremely harsh sound. Yan Yu didn't listen to the words that followed. He closed the door with his backhand and finally understood why the tone on Xun Chuan's phone was so flustered that day. Consciously tight, can't relax for a long time.
Suddenly, there was heavy rain outside. During the period, it was mixed with lightning and thunder, the wind and rain were swaying, and the rumbling noises pierced my ears, as if to tear the sky apart.
All the belongings left by Xunchuan were organized by Tang Ying and placed in a cardboard box. Yan Yu flipped through it. There were mobile phones recovered by the police, bank cards, and some miscellaneous things. There was a pot on the windowsill. An unknown plant, but if it has not been watered for a long time, it has dried up and turned yellow.
The phone still had electricity. Yan Yu tried to turn it on and found that the password lock had been broken, but some things were still there. He was determined to look at the desktop background and found that it was his own photo.
The angle is very vague, it seems to be a candid photo. A man is sitting at a bar drinking alcohol. His profile is clear. The dark blue light hits him. His face is as transparent as a jade. His face is so handsome that it is almost cool. No one can look away.
The first time they met, it seemed to be this scene.
At that time, Xun Chuan hadn't liked Yan Yu yet. He was so proud that he was so proud. He was obviously a beautiful boy, but he was covered with spikes and made people want to pick him up, but he had to withdraw his hand.
Yan Yu sat at the bar and sipped a glass of wine slowly. After drinking for a long, long time, Xun Chuan sat opposite him. His outstanding appearance attracted the attention of many people, and even when someone used his hands and feet, he was splashed by him. Slapped on a face with a drink.
Yan Yu smiled, all as a theater.
Xun Chuan was so annoyed that he finally sat over with a wine glass-he noticed that Yan Yu was very empty around him, and the little gangsters seemed to avoid him deliberately.
He sat down for less than three minutes, looked at Yan Yu one after another, and finally couldn't help but come over to strike up a conversation with an unknown curiosity on his face: "Hey, why are you drinking so slowly? You slap a big glass of wine for ten minutes. ."
Yan Yu: "Oh, I have no money."
Xun Chuan's eyes were pure, black and white. Hearing Yan Yan stared at Yan Yu with interest for a long time, and finally pushed his wine over and said, "I invite you to drink."
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and finally raised his eyes to face him, stating the facts in a calm tone: "You have drunk this glass of wine."
Xun Chuan said: "Okay, then you order it yourself, and the wine account will count for me."
Yan Yu glanced behind him, meaning: "I'm afraid you will be hospitalized before you can pay the bill."
The little who had been slapped just now was bringing a few menacingly toward this side. The target was Xun Chuan. Hearing Yan Yu's words, Xun Chuan turned his head subconsciously and apparently found them too.
"Fuck, if I can't beat me, I'll find a helper, a bunch of cubs, the little master can't kill them!"
Xunchuan obviously came here for the first time. The newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so he rolled up his sleeves and greeted him directly. The little gangster who headed the head was a small-mouthed monkey with a small stature and wicked eyes. It was the local snake here. When he saw Xunchuan behind him , I don't know why he froze for a while, his expression suddenly became weird.
Xun Chuan squeezed his fist: "Is it here or out?"
Yan Yu didn't know when to stand behind him, and after hearing the words, he nodded silently, and rolled up his sleeves, like a little brother and a bodyguard.
The little said: "I don't want to bully too much, I won't be so lucky next time I meet you again!"
Yushi turned around and left, leaving Xun Chuan standing still in confusion.
Seeing him still, Yan Yu blew a breath at the back of his neck, Xun Chuan shrank his neck and jumped far away in fright, his eyes widened: "You, you...what are you doing?!"
Yan Yu looked at him: "Didn't you say you want to invite me to drink."
Xun Chuan rubbed his neck, still not getting over the itch: "You order, I'll pay."
Yan Yu: "No, give me a discount, don't ask for more, just seven or eight hundred."
Xun Chuan: "Fuck, you're really welcome!"
Yan Yu finally got all the cash in Xun Chuan's body. He put the money in his jacket pocket and was about to go home. When he left, he was suddenly stopped by Xun Chuan.
Xun Chuan's voice was a little unconvinced: "Hey, what is your name?"
"... Yan Yu."
"My name is Xunchuan."
One seek, one encounter, if you don’t seek, you won’t meet, if you don’t meet, you won’t find...
Maybe it was because Yan Yu had been delayed for too long. Tang Ying didn't know when to walk up. When she opened the door, she saw that he was facing the screen of the phone in a daze. She could not help knocking on the door frame with her fingers, attracting his attention.
Yan Yu reacted and threw the phone into the box. He was about to say something, but he heard Tang Ying say: "There is some money in the card. It was left by Xunchuan. You should know the password."
The system sounds in due course: [ding~]
Yan Yu said, "You can keep it for yourself."
Tang Ying glanced at him: "If Xun Chuan is alive, the money will come to you sooner or later, and he will only give it to you. If you take something, go quickly."
Yupai turned and went downstairs, and soon there was the sound of a car engine starting outside the courtyard.
The system said: [Kiss, let’s not eat soft rice~ Good boy, put the money down, you will be a fool if you call~]
The beast downstairs who left the bank card was cheap. Yan Yu preferred to replace all the coins and gold ingots to burn for Xun Chuan. He didn't say anything, and went straight downstairs holding the cardboard box.
And the system seemed to know his thoughts, and there was no more sound after two stings.
There was a mess downstairs. Mother Xun was sitting on the sofa with undispelled anger on her face. Yan Yu passed behind her, stroked her back with her slender fingertips, and there were two more hairs in her palm.
Xun's mother frowned in pain and turned her head back, but saw Yan Yu standing behind her, she couldn't help but startled: "What are you doing?!"
Yan Yu smiled: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I am a friend of Xunchuan, I want to ask where is his cemetery?"
Xun's mother looked bad when she heard that, but she reported an address.
Yan Yu nodded and walked out the door, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he took a detour to the back garden, took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, bit his fingertips and drew a bad luck charm with blood, and then After twisting the two strands of hair in his palm, he didn't know how he could do it, and he whispered a spell, and the yellow talisman suddenly burned out of thin air.
Yan Yu's face was paler than before. He quietly watched the yellow talisman burning in his palm, his face was covered with a layer of melting warmth, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, and the yellow talisman turned into ashes in a moment, Yan He squeezed the palm of his hand, buried Fu Ash in the ground, and left.
It's already night, maybe because of the heavy rain today, there are no pedestrians on the street, the moon is like washing, quiet and cold, Yan Yu's expression is sorrowful, his lips are dull, and he walks home with a cardboard box unaware When did a ghost appear on his shoulders?
The street was quiet, and in a place where the night and moonlight blended, and where no one could see, Yan Yu had an extra hand on his shoulder.
It was a pale, slender, well-knotted man's hand, against Yan Yu's pure black clothes, which was beautiful for no reason.
A man's phantom gradually formed, and the other party put his chin ambiguously on his shoulder and rubbed it. A knife wound was vaguely visible at the throat, and the blood was still wet.
The man's other hand climbed up his shoulder little by little, and finally pinched his neck imaginarily.
"I wait for you……"
He laughed in a low voice, which was creepy.