C45

The whole study was mostly dark. There was a floor lamp by the side of the chair and a desk lamp on the table.

The open book and manuscript looked like they were waiting for their owner.

I hung the wind chimes outside the window. "He gently moved the black cat pendant below." We have to call back the owner of this house. " I told him.

The wind chimes made a beautiful tinkling sound, as if in answer to me.

The black cat silently walked over, jumped on the windowsill, and lay down to stare out the window at the wind chime.

I didn't want to disturb them. I waited in the study by myself.

As the night deepened, Gongshui pushed open the door and entered. I leaned back in the big wide-backed chair and blew the air conditioner.

"Mistress is resting." As he closed the door, the cat behind me suddenly arched up and its hair stood on end.

A threatening snoring sound was heard outside the window. His beard was slightly raised and his fangs were bared.

I jumped up from my chair, threw a small bottle to Gongshu, and gestured to him.

The window was empty, the wind chimes silent.

Just as he was about to relax, the wind chime suddenly sounded. A blurry figure stood outside the window, sadly looking into the room.

Halfway through the candles, there was a pile of wax tears.

He edged closer to the window. I hid my breath.

He wiped some of the liquid from the vial I had given him on his eyes. He looked at the shadow.

I walked over to him and said the word, flicking each of his shoulders a little, extinguishing a little of the fire in his shoulders.

The spirit body didn't even have a clear shadow, only a blurry shadow.

Gongshu Huan, on the other hand, was getting excited. Even his teeth were chattering.

"Don't alarm him. We'll follow him. " I warned him.

I went to carry Cat away. The black cat was intelligent, but it was a guardian that knew how to drive away ghosts.

I kept it in the desk for the time being. He switched off all the lamps, leaving only the candles.

He pulled me against the wall behind the door. He took my hand so excitedly it hurt my bones.

"Teacher." he called softly.

Professor Yi sat in front of the desk, looking like he was reading a book.

He rested his chin on his hands as he thought.

He must have forgotten he was dead.

I took out the Soul-Returning Incense and walked over to the candle. I used my fingernail to scrape off a bit of it, and when the Soul-Returning Incense came into contact with the heat, it emitted an astonishing fragrance.

The wind chimes outside the door began to vibrate crazily. The black cat scratched uneasily at the cabinet door from the table.

He pointed out of the window, where pale faces were reflected, greedily trying to squeeze into the room.

The figure sitting at the desk slowly became clear. It was the amorous old man in the photo.

He slowly raised his head and stared at the place where Gongshu was standing. He looked as if he were looking at him. His face was filled with both sadness and happiness, but he didn't say anything.

His fingers caressed the row of pens. It was a series of three pens fixed to a long board, with a delicate little calendar.

It is a combination of solid goods and handicrafts.

He put his hand on the pen holder and kept his eyes on it, as if he were trying to write something.

After a while he stood up and I opened the door. He drifted out of the study.

He drifted into the bedroom. We didn't care much about him, so we opened the door and peeked outside.

He didn't lie down. He just stared at the old woman lying on the bed.

Mistress Yi probably did not sleep at all. She opened her eyes and sat up, her chest heaving as she called out softly, "Old Yi?"

Teacher Yi, whose expression had always been unclear, suddenly could clearly see the expression on her face. He pointed at the outside of the bedroom with a mixture of resentment and anger.

"Old Yi, what are you trying to say?" Speak up. " Mistress Yi anxiously called out the door. "Little Huan, Professor Yi is back."

I couldn't stop him. He pushed the door open and entered the room. "Teacher!"

The yang energy of the two of them was too strong, and as soon as Gongshu Huan got excited, I helped him fire up his life energy.

Professor Yi took a step back, looked at his wife, and pointed to the living room with a sorrowful expression.

Somehow, the black cat broke the table door and ran out as well, jumping into the room and pouncing towards Professor Yi.

With a "meow", he passed by his figure and slowly disappeared.

"Recruit his soul again, and bring him back." "Master Yi's mother patted the wall where he disappeared and cried." Old Yi, why aren't you talking? " She fell to the ground crying.

I took a towel and handed it to him, who comforted her.

She cried like a young girl in Gongshi Huan's arms.

Why did he keep pointing to the living room?

He realized that he was dead. He should have already stepped into the underworld.

"… …"

Zhang Meiyuan received Xiao Xiao in his office. She told him about the different things that happened in the morning.

"Is there any place like before?" Zhang Meiyuan asked with a smile.

Xiao Xiao was stunned. "Also …" "It's not that there's none."

"I love eating spicy food and drinking wine. "Love a cold bath..." She was confused.

Zhang Meiyuan laughed, "Such a big thing happened to a person, it's more or less the same as dying once. After your soul has left your body for too long, if you enter again, you will experience some changes. "

"Haven't you changed at all?"

"Give him a few more days to take a look at the new job, he's under a lot of pressure, so you have to support him." This boss of mine is very demanding. " With a few words, he wiped away Xiao Xiao's doubt.

"I've met many people who have left their souls. After returning, they will be different from before. After a while, they will slowly return to their old habits. It is normal for some people to form new habits."

Xiao Xiao sat there in a daze. It was as if he had clearly found a place to be extremely uncomfortable, but the doctor said to him, "You're not sick. You can go back."

She stood up slowly and walked home.

Back to the old house.

He turned on the computer, took out a USB drive and inserted it into the computer. He took a closer look at the images on the screen. There was a scene of the morning sun pressing down on him as the bedroom door opened a little.

She froze the design here, enlarged, brightened … After processing it, he was so shocked that he could not close his mouth. He had never thought that he would see such a thing in the pattern.

Daybreak.

The pattern wasn't clear, but she couldn't mistake the man she loved. It was daylight, indistinct, by the door, one hand on the door.

There was a black shadow behind the door, staring at him with an evil look.

Then he put it back, and the door opened, blocking the shadow behind it.

"Heavens …" What exactly is going on? " "She couldn't figure it out." I might as well find that beautiful man and find Gongsun Xiaoyao. Only he can help me. "

She decided to put on pants and a T-shirt and sneakers.

Arriving at the Library of Heaven's Path once again. Hiding behind a large pagoda. His eyes were fixed on the Lifeline.

She did not wait for Xiao Yao to arrive, but instead saw the morning light as the car stopped in front of the door of the Fate Hall. Get out of the car with a woman.

Not long after getting off work, the woman drove off alone. Daylight had also come out, walking towards home.

When he reached the entrance of a small shop, he looked around, picked up a pay phone, made a phone call and bought himself a pack of cigarettes before leaving.

Xiao Xiao waited for him to disappear around the corner before he walked to the small shop, dialed the number he had dialed, and wrote down the number.

A chill rose in his heart, and the number began with the name of Castle Tang.

Other than Little Wang and Little Li, who were his co-workers, he had no deep friendship with anyone else and had only been there for a week.

Who did he call?

She made up her mind and pressed the redial button.

The call connected …

Someone picked up the phone but didn't say anything. The two were separated by a telephone line and their breathing was close to their ears. For some reason, Xiao Xiao felt that the other person was a woman.

The sound of panting was unlike that of a man's.

"Who are you?" she asked harshly, raising her voice. "Click." The phone was hung up.

She walked home to the deflated ball, not forgetting to buy some food to cover her tracks.

When she got home, Daylight was lying in bed. She walked over and asked, "What do you want for dinner?"

"Stop cooking, go out and eat." Daylight gave her a rare smile. He got up and held her as they walked out.

She watched him attentively all the time, as if the morning had come back again, and whether she ate or ordered, she did not change. Cold food loves couples' lung slices.

She ordered a steamed dish for herself. She loved to eat vegetarian dishes, so she didn't eat much meat.

Daylight had returned to his original considerate boyfriend. The two of them did not sit opposite each other but chose to sit next to each other.

He touched her thigh in the morning.

Xiao Xiao felt goosebumps all over his body. He was glad that he wore pants today.

"Hungry?" Daylight smiled at her dubiously. "I'll feed you tonight."

Like a boat without a paddle, Xiao Xiao in the boundless sea can only be blown forward by the wind, there is no choice.

It was late at night, and Tianming was taking off his clothes one by one at home. Just like before, he walked into the bathroom.

While he was washing, he was humming a song, and the sound of water splashing could be heard.

He was shouting Dick's cowboy song. Everything was too normal and too abnormal. He seemed to be proving himself.

Proof. When he came out of the bathroom, there were droplets of undried water on the smooth skin of the man's body. His hair was only slightly wiped, and strands of it were disheveled in front of his forehead.

A towel wrapped around his body as he walked out.

His eyes were like those of a beast that couldn't wait to hunt as they stared at Xiao Xiao.

"Come here, Cat." he whispered seductively.

Xiao Xiao's heart and face were both burning like a raging fire.

With one hand, he pulled the towel around his waist and threw it on the ground. He approached Xiao Xiao naked, and with the other hand, he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her lightly on her pale lips.

Xiao Xiao pushed him, struggling.

"What's wrong? Don't you miss me? " The breath of the morning sun was in his ears, tickling the bottom of his heart. Instantly, Xiao Xiao's body went limp.

The man pushed her against the wall and kissed her wantonly, from ear to collarbone, all the way down, his big hands clutching her hips and rubbing them hard.

Xiao Xiao groaned. It was as if her mind was stuffed with cotton, making her unable to think clearly about anything.

Forget it, let it be.

Daylight undid the buckle of her pants, and with one hand he slipped into her pants like a nimble loach, and with the other he unhooked her bra.

His hardness pressed against her, pressed against her, burning her, his gentleness became fierce, his grip tightened around her.