Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Finally, he moved his lips slowly and said, "Do you want to know the truth?"

Xu Ziyu continued to be in a daze: "The truth?"

"What happened during those days that you never forget but can't figure out." The ghost king said with a very calm expression, "That is to say, Mo Xun has been hiding things about you."

"Who are you?" Xu Ziyu frowned. He was completely familiar with this person in front of him, but he had only seen him a few times in his dreams.

What the hell is going on?

"This is also included in the truth." Ghost King replied lightly, and then asked: "Do you want to know?"

A complex emotion flashed in Xu Ziyu's eyes: "Of course I do."

"Then... wait for me to see her again." The tone suddenly became a little low, but the ghost king still had a slight smile on his face: "I will tell you everything when I come back."

"Who are you going to see?" Xu Ziyu narrowed his eyes in confusion, and then he seemed to suddenly realize: "Mo Xun?"

Ghost King nodded.

Already clearly aware that he is in a dream, but some thoughts are still trapped, Xu Ziyu can only ask intuitively: "What are you going to see her for?"

The ghost king raised his eyes, gave him a serious look, then half-lidded his eyes, with a hint of bitterness on his lips: "Farewell."

"What?" Xu Ziyu couldn't react.

"I, it's time to leave." The ghost king turned his face, looked up at the pear tree that was still dropping petals in the distance: "It's all over."

A gust of wind suddenly blew out of nowhere, making the pear trees rustle.

More petals fell down, like a blanket of goose feather snow, burying the whole world.

Xu Ziyu only saw more and more white in front of his eyes, completely separating himself from that person, and in the end he couldn't see him anymore.

He just felt flustered for a while, and wanted to step forward to push away the layers of flowers.

But as soon as the arm was stretched out, the strong wind suddenly stopped making noise.

Everything in front of him returned to calm, and his sight became unhindered.

However, the bluestone slabs, pear trees, and stone tables and benches are still there, but the person who just sat there has disappeared.

Compared with the non-night games at night, the business of Startop Casino during the day is much deserted in comparison.

Therefore, when the doorman saw an underage child appearing at the door, he couldn't help but scrutinize him with a somewhat playful look: "Little girl, did you come to the wrong place? This is not a school."

Yuanyuan glanced at him indifferently, and seemed to dislike the appearance of the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks: "Get out of the way."

"Oh, the little girl has a very temper." The smile on the doorman's face widened: "Do you know where this is? If you have a bad attitude or say the wrong thing, the consequences will be very serious."

Yuanyuan still looked at him indifferently, without saying a word.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the doorman thought that his words had frightened her, so he continued to say happily, "Hurry up and go home, this is not a place where children should come..."

"Is your eldest lady here?" Yuanyuan finally interrupted the doorman.

The doorman's expression suddenly froze on his face.

Then, as if he realized something, his expression immediately became serious and vigilant, and his tone was not as serious as before: "What's your business?"

"I'm looking for her." Yuanyuan replied concisely.

"Name?" The doorman finally noticed that this young girl had a mature and calm face that didn't match her appearance.

Yuanyuan frowned indistinctly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes: "Tao Yuanyuan."

The doorman blinked his eyes, his body tensed up, and at the same time subconsciously took a half step back.

"I don't want to waste time with you." Yuanyuan continued, "Let me in."

"Of course." The doorman instantly returned to his playful and indecent look, and took the initiative to lead Yuanyuan into the gate: "Miss is on the top floor."

Yuanyuan stood in the center of the huge elevator, looking at City C outside the glass with a blank expression.

She was completely unaware that her every move was captured by the camera at the top corner of the elevator and transmitted to the top floor at the same time.

Mo Yiyou stared at the screen for a long time, then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and closed the book in his hand.

Shan Bo repeatedly expressed his refusal to use his younger brother's identity, but before Shan Ze came to C City, he could only wait silently and could not do other things.

Fortunately, the troupe will not leave City C for the time being. What he has to do is to be accompanied by his manager Liu Yanxia and try not to be discovered.

Cheng Moxun wanted to wait with him for Shan Ze's arrival, but when he thought of Xu Ziyu's strange behavior on the phone, he felt uneasy, so he had to leave the theater temporarily.

Walking alone in the corridor of the hotel, I unconsciously recalled Matthew's vicious appearance covered in blood.

Cheng Moxun always felt that his back was a little chilly, and he subconsciously held the ring pendant on his chest, then quickened his pace and returned to the door of the room.

"Drip!" The room card was swiped twice, and the door opened in response.

She stepped into the room, quickly closed the door, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter? Scared like this?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind, successfully making Cheng Moxun tremble all over.

She turned around and found Xu Ziyu standing in front of her.

"Your complexion is bad." Xu Ziyu said so, stepped forward to hold her hand, dragged her to a position near the window, and looked at her carefully under the sunlight.

"I'm just a little nervous." Cheng Moxun shook his head, remembering that he hadn't told Xu Ziyu all about Matthew's attack that day, so he sighed softly: "It doesn't matter."

A gentle big palm gently covered the top of her head, and at the same time, a voice mixed with a gentle smile came to her ears: "It's still so reckless."

Although it was just a word of petting, but for some reason, it always felt weird.

Cheng Moxun raised his head in confusion, and met the eyes of the person in front of him.

There was tenderness, affection, and a hint of bitterness and helplessness in those eyes...

No, this person is not Xu Ziyu.

Cheng Moxun's eyes widened all of a sudden, his lips squirmed slightly, and with a little tentativeness, he shouted with some difficulty: "Ghost King?"

Those gentle eyes staring at him instantly curved: "Yes."

"Hey?" Cheng Moxun remembered Xu Ziyu's abnormality on the phone before, so he asked a little worried: "Why are you...... Did Xu Ziyu encounter any trouble?"

A look of astonishment flashed in those eyes, followed by a little disappointment.

Cheng Moxun realized that he had made a mistake in expressing himself, so he was eager to explain: "Ah, no, I mean, I talked to him on the phone just now..."

"Yingyue." The ghost king suddenly said in a low voice, interrupting her: "You like him very much, don't you?"

Cheng Moxun froze for a moment, then nodded silently under the gaze of the ghost king.

I like it for sure, or in other words, it's not just as simple as liking.

"Then, what about me?" Ghost King nodded slightly, under the sunlight, the bottom of his pupils were golden.

Cheng Moxun opened his mouth, as if he already had the answer, and he could speak it out.

It's just that her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make it out.

Does she like the Ghost King?

Involving all kinds of past and present lives, this feeling has already become strong and complicated. All the past is like Coptidis wrapped in honey, but it cannot be discarded.

The ghost king watched her calmly, as if he was still waiting for an answer.

Cheng Moxun suddenly felt a surge of sadness in his heart, almost drowning himself.

Regardless of the process and result of this feeling, it always exists clearly.

Finally, she nodded, with some effort.

The ghost king suddenly laughed, and the joy in his eyes almost melted with the sunlight.

"It's really great." The ghost king opened his arms and embraced her, and a low laugh rang in her ears.

Cheng Moxun was hugged tightly like this, and didn't know how to react for a while.

what happened?Why do you think the ghost king's behavior is a bit strange?
"Yingyue, I love you." Ghost King suddenly whispered.

It has been a long time since this confession, and hearing it again still touches the heartstrings as before.

but……

Cheng Moxun's eyes dimmed a bit.

She remembered what Mo Yimo had said to herself, and the hints from the pear flower essence several times.

How will the ghost king continue to stay in the world for a long time to come?
And this feeling, she has been extremely entangled and sad in her heart.

The feelings of the past life and the present life are obviously the same person, but they collide together.

She couldn't make a choice, let alone say the words to make the Ghost King leave.

Moreover, she is reluctant.

This soul who has drifted for hundreds of years for her own sake and guarded her all the time, she once loved so deeply.

At this time, the ghost king let go of her, and looked at her tenderly with a smile on his face.

Cheng Moxun raised his head blankly, opened his mouth several times but failed to speak.

What should I say?Or, what could she have said?

Suddenly, without warning, the ghost king lowered his head and gently pressed her lips against hers.

Unlike any other kisses in the past, this time it was just clinging, with a little tenderness and nostalgia, and refused to leave for a long time.

"Hmm..." Cheng Moxun was taken aback. She looked at the downcast eyes of the person in front of her, and her long eyelashes covered a certain emotion in her eyes.

Time has passed, and the position of the sun has shifted somewhat.

The ghost king finally straightened up, pursing his lips with a smile.

"Why did you..." Cheng Moxun wanted to ask why he suddenly kissed herself, but suddenly realized that the series of actions of the ghost king are worth asking why.

"Yingyue." Ghost King said in a low voice, his voice sounded very ethereal and unreal as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers: "This relationship is finally over."

My heart skipped a beat.

Cheng Moxun stared blankly at the ghost king, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "What do you mean?"

"It's a pity that I can't accompany you to a farther place." The ghost king took her hand and covered his chest: "Fortunately, the person in front of you will definitely do this. "

Is this a farewell?

Cheng Moxun suddenly became flustered, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand: "What are you talking about!"

She shouldn't be so at a loss. She has been told how unreasonable the existence of the ghost king is, and she already knew that the ghost king would leave one day...