Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Reflect the moon.

These two words are like an extremely hard chain, which binds the body firmly, so that it cannot move.

The neck is a little stiff, and the waist is also a little numb.

But she didn't dare to move, so she could only use her body stupidly to maximize the feeling of the surrounding environment.

The nerves that hadn't recovered from the shock, finally got back together as the beating of the heart became more and more violent.

Cheng Moxun's eyes were half open, and from the perspective of the person he was leaning on, it was impossible to tell that she was not asleep.

The two seats in the front row are empty, so the field of view seems to be a little empty.

The figures on the stage swayed, and it was impossible to tell what characters they were.

What exactly did you watch in this drama...

Cheng Moxun racked his brains, looking for something to distract him.

However, the increasingly stiff and uncomfortable limbs made her unable to hold back and sat upright.

He stared straight at the stage in front of him, not daring to glance to the side.

"Did you sleep well?" The smiling voice next to you was cold and cold, and it sounded a little alienated: "Is it too loud for you?"

Cheng Moxun shook his head silently.

Her hands were on her lap, clenched into tight little fists.

What is this deliberately suppressed emotion?What's going on with the dull chest and sore nose?

Loud music filled the ears, making people feel even more uneasy.

"Yingyue, this is really good."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, this sentence popped into my mind.

Cheng Moxun raised one hand to cover his mouth, and leaned to the other side.

The eye sockets were hot and sour, and tears were almost falling.

But she held back and tried her best not to really cry.

Various behaviors of Xu Ziyu since entering the performance hall emerged in his mind.

Whether it was the tone of his speech or facing Lu Ye who was possessed by a ghost, he showed a very unusual calmness.

Obviously more than an hour ago, he was still in a state of being obviously much more enthusiastic in comparison.

"Xu Ziyu..." Cheng Moxun murmured, took a deep breath, and suppressed the heavy nasal voice: "How do you know that Lu Ye is possessed?"

She turned her head to look at the smiling man, this familiar profile made her heart pound.

However, after a long time, no one answered her.

Don't you hear?

Seeing the motionless expression, Cheng Moxun couldn't help but leaned forward and called out in a low voice, "Xu Ziyu?"

Xu Ziyu turned his head slowly, still looking at her calmly, but those eyes were too deep to see clearly what was inside under the dim light.

"Tell me," Cheng Moxun repeated word by word, "How did you know that Lu Ye was possessed?"

The smile on the corner of Xu Ziyu's mouth faded a bit, he was silent for a while, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes: "I saw it."

"How could you see it?" Cheng Moxun persisted, determined to ask all the questions clearly: "Could it be that you can also psychic?"

"Psychic... I know a little bit." Xu Ziyu answered it as a matter of course, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

"Why didn't I know you could do this?" Cheng Moxun's breathing was a little slow, and she was trying to speak fluently.

Xu Ziyu smiled meaningfully, he glanced at the stage, then turned to look at Cheng Moxun again.

This time, his eyes were full of tenderness, even though the light was not bright enough, they were still clearly visible.

Such gentle eyes, and such a stable and calm style of doing things...

Even though the flowers had already exploded in his heart, Cheng Moxun's mind was still dull and refused to accept any information.

"You didn't fall asleep just now." His dark eyes were shining, and when he looked carefully, there was a faint green light floating inside.

Xu Ziyu seemed to deliberately lower his voice, making this sentence sound full of charm.

Cheng Moxun only felt that his nose began to swell again.

To her, these words didn't mean any inquiry or confirmation at all.

Instead, it clearly pointed out the facts.

what to do?Did the man in front of me do it on purpose?
"It's just that I can't help it for a while, I didn't expect to say the wrong thing." The smile on Xu Ziyu's face was a little lonely: "Are you blaming me?"

"Wrong...did you say something?" Cheng Moxun could only repeat in a murmur, feeling that the last line of defense in his brain was about to be defeated.

Swish!
The lights on the stage suddenly became very bright, illuminating the originally dimly lit auditorium.

It seemed that the plot had reached its climax, and following the sudden lighting, exclamations erupted from all around.

Cheng Moxun was not in the mood to go to the stage, but now she found something more important.

Under the strong light, the man in front of him had skin as white as snow and lips as red as maple leaves.

Those pure black eyes with no variegated colors can be clearly seen at this moment, with a faint green light glowing in them, interlaced with the white light illuminated by the stage.

The appearance of ghosts and ghosts, handsome and full of charm, makes people suffocate at a glance, and can't take their eyes off from then on.

The bright light gradually weakened. In fact, it only existed for less than half a minute, and it was extinguished after the completion of the plot.

The curtain was gradually drawn down, and the trumpet sounded in the performance hall, with a long and sad melody, which seemed to herald the heroic ending.

Cheng Moxun looked at the man who had returned to his normal appearance, but his mind recalled the other appearance he saw in the half minute just now.

At this moment, her lips are a little dry, because she hasn't spoken for a short time, and her lips are still a little sticky.

The mouth opened a gap, as if something was about to be said.

Xu Ziyu had been looking at her calmly, and his body remained in the previous posture, without moving a muscle.

Cheng Moxun's eyes seemed to want to close, but he didn't want to.

So after trying to blink a few times, she simply opened her eyes wide.

"It's been a long time... I haven't seen you." She heard her own voice. Although she hesitated, she was generally calm: "Ghost King."

The moment he spoke, there seemed to be something in his body, and it rushed out.

The tense nerves were finally released, and the last line of defense of the brain was also disintegrated.

The man in front of him lowered his eyes slightly and did not speak.

He turned his head and looked at the trembling curtain lightly, wondering what he was thinking.

The trumpet melody of the background music was changed to a cello at some point.

Cheng Moxun looked at the slightly raised corners of his lips, and tears poured out one after another no longer holding back.

The person in front of her was an existence she thought she would never have the chance to see again with her own eyes.

After that farewell, the ghost king appeared intermittently in his dreams, speaking strange words.

She believes that this is her attachment to the love in her previous life.

Because Lihua told her shrewdly that the ghost king had merged the two of them into one body in order to save Xu Ziyu.

As long as Xu Ziyu's obsession weakens or disappears, the ghost king will completely cease to exist.

Therefore, she always thought that the ghost king just left such a thought in Xu Ziyu's heart.

The ghost king is just waiting for Xu Ziyu to gradually have memories and accept the past!

Why, still appear in front of you like this, doing the same things as before?
Cheng Moxun's mind suddenly flashed the image of Ruan Ruan visiting with a puppet bear.

At that time, Father Ruan also wanted to attack Xu Ziyu, but was bounced away somehow.

Because pear blossom essence was on the scene, she never thought about other possibilities.

Thinking about it now, the person who was sitting on the sofa at that time, half-closed his eyes, smiling at himself and comforting him gently... maybe it wasn't Xu Ziyu.

So, did it already appear at that time?

When was that earliest?
In the days since she came back from the dead, how many times have she had contact with the ghost king without knowing it?
Why... didn't you tell her?
Cheng Moxun's tears could not stop flowing.

She believed that the ghost king would not appear again, and despite the infinite regret and discomfort, she chose to accept the fact of separation during the time she chose to stay in Italy.

From then on, only she can remember the past.

Seeing the ghost king reappear at this moment not only overturned all her psychological preparations, but also made her start to be afraid.

The way the ghost king bid farewell last time is still clearly imprinted in her mind, and she doesn't want to see it again.

Moreover, she is nostalgic for the love in her previous life.

But she knew in her heart that the coexistence of Xu Ziyu and the ghost king actually implied too much danger.

At the beginning, Lihuajing tried all kinds of troubles to change the future, but it only got a stable result of choosing one of the two.

Cheng Moxun lowered his head and covered his face with his hands: "Why, your appearance makes me happy, but I can't help being sad?"

The cello suddenly stopped, and a beam of light lit up behind the curtain.

There is a figure in the light beam, which looks like a male silhouette.

The drama finally, also carried on to the last scene.

Several crew-cut men in gray suits were sweeping the courtyard with solemn faces, holding bamboo brooms.

However, there was nothing else in the courtyard except the light blue hydrangeas.

Xu Jia stood at the door, looked around for a long time, finally couldn't help turning his face slightly, and asked the bodyguard beside him, "Did you see anything in the yard?"

The bodyguard was taken aback by his words, and did not dare to slack off. He stared carefully for a long time, and finally cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Boss, I didn't see it."

"Oh." The ending sound rose, and Xu Jia suddenly smiled: "Then I don't worry."

Don't worry... what?The bodyguard was puzzled.

"Wait here for me." Xu Jia didn't give any explanation, and stepped straight into the door after giving the order: "Don't follow!"

"..." The bodyguard silently watched him walk through the courtyard, and soon entered the only building in the courtyard.

Xu Jia entered this old building that seemed to be in disrepair, looked left and right, turned his eyes, and chose the corridor on the left.

Every time he took a step, the wooden planks under his feet would creak, and there were continuous sounds of planks breaking.

There are ordinary lime walls on both sides of the corridor, the dark gray surface is very rough, not only has it not been painted, but there is no decoration.