Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"If you still have nostalgia for him in your heart." Xu Ziyu sighed a long time: "You can consider whether to accept him again."

Ai He'er remained silent, these words hit her subconscious hope.

"I don't know what happened to you, but from my point of view, his feelings for you are not fake." Xu Ziyu glanced at Hisoka again, hehe, his expression was not good.

"I can't believe him anymore." Ai He'er murmured, caressing her lower abdomen with both hands involuntarily: "Besides, I can't let my child take risks with me."

"But you also have feelings for him, right?" Xu Ziyu's beautiful facial features wrinkled together in trouble: "You are torturing yourself like this."

Ai Heer shook his head, then nodded again: "You are right."

"Forget it, go back and think about it." Xu Ziyu gently rubbed her hair: "Try not to let yourself live so hard."

Ai Heer silently nodded again.

Hisoka had been waiting impatiently for a long time, so he almost rushed over to take him away.

Fortunately, the two people at the other end of the corridor finally ended their conversation.

Ai He'er walked towards him thoughtfully, and was immediately hugged into his arms.

"Are you tired?" Hisoka's eyes were full of pity.

Ai Heer shook his head, and smiled slightly at Xu Ziyu: "Then I... let's go first."

Hisoka also looked at him with a smile, but there was faint anger in his eyes.

Xu Ziyu ignored Xi Suo, he nodded slightly to Ai Heer, and then watched the two leave.

"What did he say to you?" Hisoka asked impatiently when he got downstairs.

"Some small things." Ai He'er said calmly, her thoughts were a little confused, and it took a while to sort them out.

Hisoka heard that the strength in his hands increased a little, and then slowly relaxed.

"Where are you going next?" He pretended nothing happened, and asked Ai He'er with a smile, "Is there anything I need to buy?"

Ai Heer shook his head: "I'm a little tired, I want to go back and rest."

"Okay." Hisoka replied naturally, but there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Xu Ziyu..." Cheng Moxun slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the empty strange ward, he felt a little flustered: "Is anyone there?"

There was a rustling sound outside the door, it sounded like someone was talking about something.

Cheng Moxun got out of bed, because she didn't find any slippers, so she walked on the floor barefoot, looking at the surrounding environment as she walked.

So strange, never been here before.

But the LOGO of the pillow and quilt can clearly tell that this is a hospital.

But do hospitals have such luxury?LCD TV, central air-conditioning, beautiful tables and stools, and exquisite fruit desserts; near the window, there seems to be a set of tea and drinking utensils.

Even the walls and floors are not the usual pure white, but brown wooden floors and light beige wallpaper.

No matter how you look at it, it is a well-decorated small room. How can there be a hospital logo?

Besides, what happened to the hospital gown on her?
Cheng Moxun gave up studying these things, she quietly walked to the door, and looked out through the slightly opened door.

The voice seemed to be heard a little more clearly, and the voices of Xu Ziyu and the secretary could be faintly heard.

What are you talking about?Cheng Moxun felt suspicious.

Then she became confused again, and there were some vague and fragmented pictures in her memory, which couldn't be grouped together.

She vaguely remembered that she was at home and what she had said to Oman... and the man named Shahua was always by Aman's side.

But she couldn't remember what she said to Oman at that time, and she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep afterwards, but the dream seemed real and fake, making it impossible to tell.

"Okay, that's it." No one could be seen, but Xu Ziyu's voice could be heard.

Then, the secretary flashed through the crack of the door.

The outside door opened and closed, and the secretary must have gone out.

Then Xu Ziyu suddenly stepped into view and walked towards this side.

The moment Cheng Moxun saw him, his heart suffocated.

It seems that I haven't seen him for a long, long time, but I feel that he has always been by my side and never left.

This wonderful sense of gap makes my mood ups and downs.

Xu Ziyu didn't notice that there was someone behind the door, he pushed the door casually, and although he didn't use much effort, he still happened to touch Cheng Moxun's cheek.

"Oh!" I was so addicted to thinking that I even forgot to stand a little away.

Cheng Moxun rubbed his nose and took a few steps back so that Xu Ziyu could come in.

"Mo Xun?" Xu Ziyu was surprised at first, and then turned into ecstasy: "Are you awake?"

Then the expression showed a little hesitation: "Do you feel better?"

Cheng Moxun pursed her mouth, and looked at him with complaints in her eyes: "Why are you so ungentle!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here." Xu Ziyu leaned forward in distress, and touched his soft and flawless face: "Does it hurt?"

"I'm just kidding you!" Cheng Moxun suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, and said with a happy smile, "How could it hurt me to such an extent."

As if being hit by something suddenly, Xu Ziyu's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around in frustration and left.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Moxun looked at his changes, feeling baffled.

Xu Ziyu didn't answer, but walked to the sofa in the small living room, sat down slowly, and then let out a long sigh.

"Why do you have such an expression when you see me?" Cheng Moxun pouted and walked around in front of him: "Also, what's going on, why are we here?"

Xu Ziyu frowned: "Because you drank too much wine."

Cheng Moxun's eyes widened in surprise: "You mean me? Why do I drink?"

Hearing this, Xu Ziyu raised his head in wonder, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of him: "What do you remember?"

"Well, it seems that I don't remember many things." Cheng Moxun thought in distress: "I seem to have slept for a long time? What happened?"

Something flickered in the eyes a few times, and Xu Ziyu's face gradually recovered: "Mo Xun?"

"Huh?" Why did you suddenly call her?Cheng Moxun responded puzzled.

"Mo Xun?" Xu Ziyu stood up and called out again.

"Well, I heard it." Cheng Moxun nodded while talking.

"It's really you, Cheng Moxun?" The expression on Xu Ziyu's face was completely relaxed, he walked up to Cheng Moxun happily, stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

"Is this still fake?" The force was too great!Hugging her so hard that she could hardly breathe: "Hey, hey, let go of me, you're going to strangle me to death!"

Xu Ziyu let go of his hand slightly, then looked down at her, eyes full of joy and pampering.

Just now I thought it was the goblin who came back again, all the joy was instantly shattered.

Fortunately, God was not so cruel, and Cheng Moxun was standing right in front of him right now.

The Ghost King closes the cracks in his own world.

He stood up, collected all the green light spheres in the living room, and stacked them in front of Aman.

"Probably in the past few hundred years, I haven't seen you as many times as these two days." Ghost King said half mockingly.

Aman bent his mouth, not caring about these words at all.

"Where's your little follower?" The ghost king watched Aman gradually sucking the green light ball into his palm, and asked suspiciously, "Are you going to bring these to him?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Oman withdrew his hand and raised a charming smile: "The number is almost the same, and it will be over in a few days."

The ghost king's eyes dimmed a bit.

Aman saw his strangeness and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why? This is not what you hoped for?"

"Yes, and no." Ghost King said with a icy face, and his words were a little stiff: "You go."

"Although with the help of that little fairy, you still seem to be struggling." Aman smiled lightly, his figure gradually becoming transparent: "Why don't you go find her to give you spiritual power again?"

"No need." After the words were spoken, the ghost king realized that Aman had left.

"Crazy woman." The ghost king waved his hand casually a few times, pushing away the little ghosts who wanted to come over.

Seeing that the cooperation with Aman is about to be successfully realized, but he doesn't feel much joy in his heart.

The pear flower essence's sudden visit that day not only gave him the spiritual power to survive.

More importantly, told him what Cheng Moxun really thought.

Obviously, Cheng Moxun was vacillating between him and Xu Ziyu, and he also had a vague expectation that the two could become one.

Cheng Moxun was also troubled because there was only one left of the two of them.

However, that doesn't mean she won't favor either one.

Lihuajing told the ghost king that Cheng Moxun was tempted by Xu Ziyu.

Moreover, it is the kind of temptation that has decided to accept him as the other half of the next life.

To the Ghost King, this was like a bolt from the blue.

My heart is a thousand times more painful than in the extreme cold hell.

Does this mean that if he is destined to choose between him and Xu Ziyu, Cheng Moxun will prefer Xu Ziyu?
Then, how ridiculous is my persistence.

He had never been so discouraged, although he had secretly decided that Cheng Moxun should belong to himself no matter what; but when these things were spread before his eyes, he found himself defeated.

The turning point lies in another message informed by pear blossom essence.

This goblin, who has the spiritual power of the pear tree for thousands of years, also has some premonitions that are familiar with the unknown.

Li Huajing said that the ending is much easier to choose than imagined.

Because, whether it's the Ghost King, Cheng Moxun, or Xu Ziyu, they have no choice at all.

Regardless of past, present, or future, it is a preordained ending.

They can only be pushed by fate, struggling to go all the way.

The only good thing is that the ending will be very lucky.

Does this luck refer to everyone?
The King of Ghosts remembered that he asked the pear flower essence at that time.

Luck is the only good result left in the contrast of suffering.

The suffering has not yet come, how to judge who is the victim and who is the last survivor?
Ke Lihuajing just shook her head: "I know what you want to ask, but you and Xu Ziyu are essentially one, so I can't distinguish the future of the two of you."

The ghost king didn't ask any more questions.