"You are just jealous of me having Nie Xiaoqian." Chen Qian hummed happily and started the car and turned around in place.

Yang Chunxue couldn't suppress her smile and looked out the window and waved to the mass grave. The laughter like silver bells echoed in the forest on a rainy night.

More than a dozen ghosts floating above the mass grave waved their hands to signal - to be honest, this scene was a bit terrifying.

After half a minute, the car turned around and was about to return on the same road, Yang Chunxue suddenly smiled sinisterly and said, "You are here to see you off with me."

Chen Qianfang's heart moved and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Village chief Liu Dabao is driving other ghosts back to the tomb room to make room for his sister. In front of the mass grave, a lonely ghost was three feet above the ground.

"Wait for me a while!"

Chen Qian looked excited, untied his seat belt and pushed the door out of the car, and quickly walked towards the mass grave.

As fast as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the Magpie Bridge.

One person and one ghost in the car looked back at each other.

Through the rear window, you can see the ghost that the red taillight sinks into the sun.

But as Chen Qian got closer, hesitant and slow.

Unable to see Chen Qian's expression, he could only infer clues from his heavier pace.

Chen Qian walked for nearly a minute less than thirty meters away and finally stood in front of the ghost, or the old woman.

They might have a drizzle of conversation.

In the quiet car, Yang Chunxue poked Lu Li with her elbow and passed by without a doubt: "Hey, what can the old lady say to him? Oh - she handed over the shoes, but this guy didn't answer! The scumbag! He is back, pretending not to know anything!"

We still don’t know what Chen Qian and the old woman said that day. We only know that when he came back, he was sitting in the cab, his face full of grimace and death.

"I didn't expect you to be so harsh."

"Please mourn."

Two sounds sounded at the same time.

Literally speaking, Yang Chunxue said it more than anything else.

Yang Chunxue said this without much malice, just a simple evil taste. Even if it is malicious - you have an indescribable relationship with the old lady ghost, aren't we allowed to laugh?

"Please don't say anything more, shake my horn!" Chen Qian cried out and leaned on the steering wheel.

"Okay, we will forget that you were being deceived by the old lady." Yang Chunxue Zheng pointed his head, and then burst out laughing, covering his stomach and laughing non-stop.

Chen Qian couldn't offend Yang Chunxue, and looked at Lu Li with grief and anger, revealing a meaning: You take care of her!

"I'll drive it." Lu Li said. "I'm worried that you will be unable to think about it and pull us to bury us."

Chen Qian realized something at this moment: it turns out that people with silent temperament will hurt people more severely.

He suddenly smiled like a great enlightenment, put on his seat belt and started the car, and said without looking back: "You have to have the first attempt in life, you have to experience some good and bad things, and you have to face life with a smile."

"Is this why you got to the old lady?" Yang Chunxue finished the fight.

Chen Qian's bright smile on his face remained unabated, and he drove towards the foot of the mountain village in the bumpy state. As for the taste in his smile, only he knew.

Yang Chunxue was so happy that she put away her playfulness and subconsciously looked back at her.

At the end of a lonely path, the old woman was still standing there.

Drive down the mountain with the car and away from the mass grave, the old woman's figure gradually disappeared under the night sky and disappeared. But Yang Chunxue knew that she was still standing there, as if she was forever.

A sense of sadness emerged in Yang Chunxue's heart. She suddenly felt that she looked like an old woman, both dead, also rejected by this world, and also had no future...

Loneliness turned back to his head, and his eyes met Lu Li, who also turned back.

Lu Li's black eyes were still calm, and it was like this from beginning to end.

"You are different from her."

He said.

Yang Chunxue lowered her head in a panic and said nothing.

The messy thoughts filled her heart.

What does he mean when he said I was different? Does it mean I was younger? Or did I mean I was with him... Could it be this guy...

He was in a panic, and Yang Chunxue secretly glanced up at Lu Li, and then was stunned.

Lu Li's head slightly tilted to the other side, and he was closing his eyes to rest.

“…?

I bumped into the outside of Shanjiao Village, left the dirt road and drove onto the road, and the car finally calmed down.

Yang Chunxue had little left in the remaining power, which was barely enough for her to go back to the detective agency to play games for a while.

She did not choose to return to the ghost messenger book, but stayed to prevent Chen Qian from being too sad and angry, and was so angry that he got a car and destroyed his people.

However, the facts proved that she underestimated the degree of Chen Qianxin. After only a dozen minutes, he could turn on the radio and hum gently to the music.

-Two hours after all the way-

The old-fashioned Xiali turned into the gate of the family building community and parked at the entrance of the third unit of Building 10.

"Bei--This train has entered the station. Please pack your bags and prepare to get off."

Chen Qian turned off the fire, put his arm on the backrest and turned around, just like before.

Lu Li, who was sleeping lightly, looked up at the same time as Yang Chunxue playing with her mobile phone.

"Pick up the things in the rear compartment, I bought them a few days ago." Lu Li pushed the door and got out of the car, walked through the rain curtain into the corridor.

Yang Chunxue was playing with her cell phone floating behind her.

He bought a box of textbooks a few days ago and prepared to burn them for Bixian when he was free.

"Why is it again... I know!" Chen Qian, who felt abandoned by the whole world, whispered a few words and parked the car on the side of the road.

Rained to the rear of the car and opened the trunk.

What appeared in front of him stunned Chen Qian.

"What did the boss buy this thing? It's still dirty..." Chen Qian didn't understand, so he thought about it and asked.

Maybe it was stolen from somewhere or bought it at a discount... He thought maliciously.

So he carried the dummy huddled in the trunk and returned to the stairs.

Back at the second floor detective agency, Chen Qian put the dummy at the door.

"What is that?" Yang Chunxue, who had just turned on the computer in the bedroom, heard the sound of the door, drifting to the door and asked blankly.

Chen Qiantong was confused and looked at the desk: "I don't know, the boss asked me to take it... Did he really sleep?"

Lu Li lay on the desk, motionless.

"Really, after all, I've been struggling for a day." Yang Chunxue muttered.

It is five o'clock in the morning and if it doesn't rain, the horizon should have turned white now.

Their group was busy all night.

After Chen Qian moved the things, he slipped back to his rental house. Yang Chunxue hid in the bedroom and played the game for half an hour. As expected, she lost and drifted out.

Bang-

The bedroom lights and living room lights were turned off and the room was dim.

The sky is covered with clouds at nearly six o'clock, and it will bring dark light.

Yang Chunxue drifted to Lu Li, waved his fists a few times at him to vent his anger, muttering something about returning to the bedroom, unwilling to take a blanket and put it on Lu Li, and then returned to the ghost messenger book.

Everything in the room was approaching still.
Chapter completed!