Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Her English is not very good!Do you need to go forward and try to communicate in Chinese, saying "Let me go"?

As if they had noticed her coming, the people standing at the door looked at each other, and then they all looked at a man who was at the innermost side, half leaning against the wall and looking down at his mobile phone.

Someone among them said something in a low voice, and the man suddenly raised his head, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and looked at Sha Yue.

Wow!
Sha Yue heard a sigh in her heart.

Although the man was wearing sunglasses, people couldn't see his whole face, but his whole body was full of heroism and a little evil, it seemed that he could stand with Xu Ziyu for comparison.

The man stuffed his phone into his jacket pocket, and walked up to Sha Yue step by step.

He didn't wear the same suit as everyone else, but rather casual casual attire, which seemed to be very unusual.

Sha Yue stared blankly at the man approaching, and subconsciously clenched the bag in her hand.

"Do you live here?" the man said, it turned out to be in abnormally standard Chinese!

No matter how you look at him, he is a complete foreigner!

"Yes... Excuse me, what's the matter?" Sha Yue could hear her voice trembling, she couldn't tell how excited she was at the moment.

The man's eyes were drooping, and his long and curly eyelashes covered the sunlight shining on his face in the morning, but they couldn't reduce the light in his eyes by half.

He pushed up the brown sunglasses with his index finger, and then looked at Sha Yue casually through the not-so-thick colored glass.

Then, the corners of his mouth curled up habitually, and he asked, "Is Cheng Moxun there?"

Mo Xun?This is her friend?Why do you feel familiar? Where have you seen it?

Sha Yue shook her head: "No, she doesn't live here now."

"Really?" The man seemed a little surprised, tilted his head to look at the house number, and then sighed helplessly: "The information my wife told me is actually wrong."

Wife?

This key word seemed to remind Sha Yue, when she looked at the foreign man in front of her who spoke fluent Mandarin, her memory drifted far, far away...

Finally, she showed a suddenly realized expression, and with a certain degree of certainty, she asked as if making a final confirmation: "Are you the husband of Miss Ai He'er... Hiso?"

The Italian man who appeared on TV a long time ago and was completely described by Cheng Moxun afterwards!
She is lucky today!Not only met the hot star Shan Ze, but also saw the legendary Hisoka with his own eyes!

Hisoka was not surprised by her question, but just nodded his head to himself, and then continued to ask, "Can you tell me where Cheng Moxun is?"

Cheng Moxun hurriedly walked through the backstage corridor of the theater, even if he accidentally bumped into some theater employees passing by, he didn't bother to apologize seriously.

The troupe of the "Landuo" drama has obviously evacuated, and now it seems that they are busy cleaning up the venue and preparing for the next performance troupe to arrive.

In this case, it is very troublesome for Shan Bo to stay as his younger brother.

That particular lounge is still the same as it was yesterday, and it doesn't look like someone has cleaned it.

Cheng Moxun breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Swish!Before she could put down her knocking hand, someone opened the door from inside.

Liu Yanxia was smoking a half-smoked cigarette, looking down at the woman in front of her with half-raised eyebrows.

"You're here." Shan Bo poked his head out from behind Liu Yanxia, ​​and smiled slightly: "That's great."

"Come in." Liu Yanxia took the cigarette away from her mouth, and put her hands behind her back: "You guys talk, I'll go out and see how the packing is going."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways to make way for Cheng Moxun, and then walked out of the door silently.

Cheng Moxun looked at the disturbed young man in front of him, which was exactly the same as the gentle and silent appearance in his memory.

Even with a different body, it is still easy to tell that this is the elder brother of the twins.

"Shan Ze is on his way to City C." Cheng Moxun said, but he didn't see Shan Bo relax as expected.

"He came here?" Shan Po looked even more uneasy: "How can it be? If someone finds out, it will be terrible!"

"There will be someone to take care of you on the road, so you won't be found." Cheng Moxun shook his head: "But he's here to look for you, so here, he may accidentally be photographed by the media."

"No...it will ruin him." Shan Bo pursed his lips and frowned, looking distressed: "Absolutely, no one can discover my existence!"

Cheng Moxun felt a little headache: "Now you are him, and he is you. You two can't be separated."

"What should I do... I have to change my body with him!" Shan Bo's tone became anxious: "Then I hide, or, just like that, my father took me away..."

"Don't be stupid!" Cheng Moxun clasped Shan Bo's shoulders with both hands. It was very difficult for her to do so due to the height difference, but fortunately, Shan Bo calmed down in time: "Shan Ze managed to escape for you, and you still want to escape?" Go back and die?"

"But, I shouldn't have continued to live." Forcibly forcing out a bleak smile, Shan Bo said helplessly, "That body may harm Aze."

"Judging from his performance on the phone, he is still very normal at the moment." Cheng Moxun tried hard to persuade: "So, you must not be discouraged right now."

"Ah Ze, why did he appear in the dream?" Shan Bo raised his eyes suddenly, and asked very puzzled: "How can anyone enter there?"

Cheng Moxun was at a loss for words, she silently withdrew her hands, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

So far, no one has any news about Yuanyuan.

"Someone helped him, right?" Shan Bo looked at Cheng Moxun's expression, and asked tentatively, "Who is it?"

"I don't even know who she is." Thinking of Yuanyuan's abnormal performance yesterday, Cheng Moxun had a terrible headache: "I don't even know where she is now."

"Then... as long as I find her, can I change bodies with Aze?" Shan Bo's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"You want to change your body, I can understand that." Cheng Moxun rubbed his temples: "But you have a negative attitude and want to change your body and go back to die, I can't support it at all."

Hearing this, Shan Bo pursed his lips, as if he didn't know how to reply.

At this moment, a familiar melody sounded, and at the same time there was a sudden vibration in the pocket of Cheng Moxun's coat.

"Hello?" Cheng Moxun fumbled for the phone, but didn't see a call, so he directly chose to answer the call.

"Mo Xun, the theater troupe will stay in City C for the time being." Xu Ziyu's voice was lazily laced with a hint of magnetism, and it sounded particularly nice on the phone: "Xu Jia helped negotiate with the relevant departments, and we don't have to worry about these issues for the time being. "

"That's great." This was good news, and Cheng Moxun smiled slightly: "Thank you so much."

Xu Ziyu seemed to be in a much better mood because of her smile, and his tone became more relaxed: "The search for Yuanyuan has also been arranged. I just talked to Lu Ye on the phone..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Cheng Moxun felt his heart skip a beat, and then he seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and suddenly became very nervous: "Hello? What's wrong with you?"

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone, and it was hard to hear what it was.

After about half a minute, Xu Ziyu's voice finally sounded again, with a calm tone without any ups and downs: "It's okay. Lu Ye is still at Yuanyuan's house and won't leave for the time being."

"As long as he won't be taken away by his family." Cheng Moxun always felt that the pause just now was suspicious, so he continued to ask uneasy: "Are you okay?"

"It's nothing." Xu Ziyu seemed to smile slightly, and then added: "Come back as soon as possible, I'll wait for you at the hotel."

It always felt weird, but seeing that Dan Po next to him seemed to have something to say, Cheng Moxun didn't think much about it, and ended the call in response.

The mobile phone was thrown to the side of the big bed, Xu Ziyu narrowed his eyes, his breathing was a little unsteady.

He didn't know what was going on. During the conversation with Cheng Moxun just now, he felt very depressed.

At the same time, a blurry face is always flashing in front of my eyes.

He seemed to hear someone calling him faintly, but he couldn't tell who that person was or where he was calling him.

How can it be so uncomfortable...

His body was a little light, his consciousness was a little slack, and he almost couldn't finish the phone call just now.

He slowly closed his eyes and tried to adjust his breathing, trying to relieve the discomfort.

The sunlight from outside the window shone in, covering most of the bed, and also enveloped his somewhat curled up body.

Suddenly, a faint call fell into his ears at this moment: "Xu Ziyu."

At the same time, a somewhat gloomy gust of wind blew up from nowhere, driving away the faint warmth given by the sun.

The nostrils are filled with a long-lost and unfamiliar scent, I remember it is some kind of flower, the smell is sweet and vague.

For some reason, Xu Ziyu suddenly felt a sense of physical and mental relief, as if a heavy weight that had been suppressed in his heart was suddenly lifted.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the scene he entered was not a hotel room, but some wet bluestone slabs, and a tall tree whose top could not be seen.

The white flower petals fell all over the ground, mixed with the soil.

It seems that this place has just experienced a huge rain baptism, and the air is so cool.

"I still have to face you one last time." That faint voice sounded from the ear, familiar yet strange.

Xu Ziyu blinked, realizing that he was still lying on his side on the ground, so he hurriedly got up.

After he stood firm, he looked around, only to find that just a dozen meters behind him, there was a small stone table with two opposite round stone benches placed in front of the table.

A long-haired man with exactly the same appearance as himself, wearing a white ancient robe, was looking at him with a smile.

"You are..." Xu Ziyu was stunned, and at the same time he was surprised why he could act so calmly.

The ghost king put one hand on the surface of the stone table, and unconsciously tapped the unknown carving on it with his fingers.

His eyes were flat, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. His soft and smooth long hair was scattered randomly, which was in stark contrast to the snow-white robe.