This is why he found out.

"Do you hate Wei Haodong?" Lu Wenxi asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, when Deng Xuanhan mentioned this name, his expression became ferocious in an instant, just like a wild beast that was instantly crazy. He suddenly roared and rushed towards Lu Wenxi, grabbed Lu Wenxi's neck, and lifted Lu Wenxi up.

Deng Xuanhan was able to touch him, and her skin was very cold.

After being attacked, Lu Wenxi's head suddenly hit the wall, making his eyes dark and his breathing became difficult, but he did not give up struggling. He found a talisman from his pants pocket, waved it hard, and directly pressed it on Deng Xuanhan's arm.

Deng Xuanhan immediately let go of him, wailed and retreated, withdrew his arm in pain, and his whole face twisted.

It seems that the soul is really uncomfortable when I post this thing.

"Help me..." Because of the pain, Deng Xuanhan regained some rationality. She shed tears... No, blood gushed out of her eyes, crying and begging, "Help me..."

Lu Wenxi was a little helpless, but he could confirm that if he didn't help, Deng Xuanhan would have been pestering him all the time. I guess he was so dying like him that there were not many unlucky people who could see the ghosts.

To speak in another way, there are not many people like him who are hated.

"What do you want me to do? Don't cry for now, it's scary." Lu Wenxi asked.

Deng Xuanhan was about to lose her mind again, and her words were roaring, and her words seemed vague: "Paper...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...climb...nine..."

Deng Xuanhan said this, almost tearing his hair, screaming, and then suddenly turned around.

After Lu Wenxi got up in the morning, he opened the window and smoked a cigarette. He did not close the window now. Deng Xuanhan ran suddenly and then jumped down through the window.

When he saw it, his heart trembled. This is the 22nd floor, wouldn’t he fall to death?

But he remembered again that Deng Xuanhan was already dead. Will it be a problem for a ghost to fall like this?

Standing in the room for a while, he was stunned for a while, and finally confirmed his thoughts: Deng Xuanhan didn't want to be an evil spirit, so he came to ask him for help to resolve his hatred, so that her hatred would not be so uncomfortable. Unfortunately, she had already demonized and could not control herself and could not explain clearly, so she wanted to provide herself with clues.

Also, she didn't want to hurt him, and in order to prevent herself from hurting him, she actually jumped out of the window.

Lu Wenxi is a man who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.

In other words, he is just a very cold person. He doesn't care whether he is unfamiliar with life or death. At the beginning, he just felt a pity that he had learned about Deng Xuanhan's death. Another idea was that the news of Deng Xuanhan's suicide could help him reduce the popularity, and he felt a little bit of glad.

But Deng Xuanhan's crying and self-torture in order not to hurt him made him unable to calm down for a long time.

He was shocked...

Almost instantly, he rushed into the room, found the notebook and pen, and recorded the string of words he could remember.

After reading for a while, it was found that Deng Xuanhan should be talking about paper, which may be her suicide note. The other ones should be numbers. He was not sure which ones were because Deng Xuanhan struggled, so he could only record all the repetitions.

Paper,848453669.

After writing these, he looked at the lines of words and suddenly felt despair.

Despairing, he might really die.

He was still desperate that he was about to die, and he had to help a ghost to do good deeds in the last period of his life.
Chapter completed!