When opening the door, Yang Zexin followed Ji Rao to squeeze in.
When watching TV, Yang Zexin likes Ji Rao's cartoons very much, but he doesn't just watch them, and his mouth is not idle.
"Brother, you are also a ghost. Why do you have a body?"
"Brother, why can that brother see me?"
"Brother, did my brother tell you about me?"
Ji Rao gave him a light look, "how can you talk so much. I haven't asked you how you died. "
"Sick and dead." Yang Zexin sniffed, "Mom and dad say it's a disease that can't be cured."
"When did you die?"
"I've been dead for more than ten years."
Ji Rao was a little surprised.
If he has been dead for more than ten years, doesn't it mean that Yang Zeyu was only five or six years old when he died.
"You've been a ghost for more than ten years. Haven't you ever found your brother?"
Yang Zexin some grievances, "I died in the hospital, the hospital is far away from home, I can not find the direction of home." He said with a smile, "but fortunately, my brother called me out."
The next day at school, Shen Yicheng and Yang Zeyu were waiting at the door at noon. Yang Zexin was also beside them, but no one could see him. They all joked and went through Yang Zexin's body.
Ji Rao looks down at Yang Zexin, who is used to not being touched by others. He just stares at Yang Zeyu.
"Why didn't you go with your brother yesterday?"
"Someone told me that a ghost who stays with a living person for a long time will damage the living person's morality. My brother has come out!"
Ji Rao looks up and sees Yang Zeyu coming.
"Oh, are you waiting for me?"
"Well, let me ask you something."
Yang Zeyu said, "what's the matter?"
"Go, say as you go."
When he got out of the teaching building and several people arrived at the place where there were few people, Shen Yicheng asked him, "do you have a younger brother?"
As soon as he said this, Yang Zeyu's face suddenly changed. He looked at Shen Yicheng, his eyes were very ugly, "how do you know?"
Yang Zexin is beside Yang Zeyu, and even wants to reach for his clothes.
Shen Yicheng looked at Yang Zexin, "is your brother Yang Zexin?"
Yang Zeyu stops. There is something wrong with him, but Ji Rao can feel that he is very sad now.
He looked at Shen Yicheng, who nodded to him slightly. With Shen Yicheng's permission, Ji Rao said, "do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"How could there be such a thing."
Ji Rao mercilessly interrupts her, "you believe it, otherwise you won't play with them last night, and you won't go to call your brother's soul when you call them. I'm right."
Yang Zeyu looked at Ji Rao in amazement. His eyes didn't know when they were red. He looked very pitiful.
A moment later, he lowered his head, as if unwilling to be seen with red eyes.
"There are no ghosts in this world, but I really hope I really hope there is a ghost. "
Ji sighed. He patted Yang Zeyu's shoulder placidly. "In fact, there are ghosts in the world."
"Don't lie to me." Yang Zeyu also insisted on smiling, "you didn't tell me how you knew I had a younger brother. I never told anyone about him."
"It was a kid named Yang Zexin who told me."
Yang Zeyu was stunned. He looked at Shen Yicheng stupidly.
"And he really wants his brother to talk to his friends about him."