what kind of ghost are you

"Yes, you've heard of it too, so you agree? You met that kid in their family when you were young, and you hit it off very well... Didn't you still argue about marrying him back then? We don't agree with you You were still crying, and you went on a hunger strike all day after he left, hahahahaha."

Grandpa Yang seemed to have finally solved the matter, and couldn't help laughing when he remembered Yang Yuelin's embarrassing incident back then.

"Grandpa... I didn't agree, listen to me. This morning..."

Yang Yuelin was a little ashamed, what did grandpa say, and when did he meet Mu Ziyu?As he recounted what happened this morning, he frantically searched for what grandpa said in his memory.

Marry Mu Ziyu?cry?Hungry strike all day?

Yang Yuelin felt a dull pain in his head, and his temples twitched twice.

The hunger strike seems to be a bit of an impression.

But how did he remember that she was a very good-looking little girl at that time?I don’t remember exactly what he looked like, but I only remember that his delicate face was like a doll, and he was running around in the grass holding "her" hand, and his white and soft hands were like cotton candy...

Could it be that the person who once made my heart beat was Mu Ziyu? !

No way……

"You mean, you don't know why his living soul is here with you?"

Grandpa Yang fell silent after listening to Yang Yuelin's words, and Yang Yuelin also fell into the screen swiping of "No way, no way, no way".

The uncle said cautiously: "Then, let's remove the defense, Xiaolin, can you bring that child back first?"

"Oh, okay!" Yang Yuelin finally came to his senses, shook his head, staggered a bit when he stood up, and brought Mu Ziyu back with his hands.

Mu Ziyu, who was floating in the air, looked at the two elders with warm eyes in front of him a little cautiously.He lost his memory and was very strange to this world.

"Yes, Mu Ziyu?" Grandpa Yang asked.

"Maybe." Mu Ziyu replied hesitantly.

……

Life is a performance no less than a drama, everything you think is impossible actually has a chance to happen.

For example, when Yang Yuelin was greedy for Mu Ziyu's beauty, he cried and wanted to marry someone, so he gave away the protective jade pendant that his grandfather gave him. Of course, the Mu family couldn't take advantage of him, and Mu Ziyu also sent it back. One piece—it was the one Yang Yuelin was wearing now, so Mu Ziyu was not beaten out of his wits like other ghosts, but attached to it, because it belonged to him in the first place.

For another example, Mu Ziyu didn't die after the car accident, but his soul left his body and had nowhere to go. This also explained why Yang Yuelin could always see him.

Mother Yang had a falling out with Father Yang when she heard that Grandpa Yang was going to betroth her son, so both of them are not at home.

Yang Yuelin sorted out the information blankly, feeling his head hurt even more.

Now he felt that there was probably a machine gun in his temple, dancing restlessly, which gave him no peace at all.

"Since his living soul has been found, I don't need to marry, right?"

"Of course, but you still have to take care of him for a while. Your physique is the best for nurturing his living soul. Let's go back and find a way to get him back. Besides, grandpa will teach you some more ways to strengthen his body." The method of the soul, you come here with your ears...so so..."

So Yang Yuelin took Mu Ziyu back to his apartment like this.

Yang Yuelin took a bath absent-mindedly, and hurriedly went to bed.

Mu Ziyu has no sense of presence and doesn't need to sleep, but Yang Yuelin doesn't know whether it's a psychological effect or what, even in the dim night light, he can feel Mu Ziyu's gaze with a high sense of presence.

Thinking of Grandpa Yang's words, Mu Ziyu's eyes dodged, his ears turned red, and he stopped Mu Ziyu who was about to float to the living room: "Well, grandpa said that my physique is good for your life and soul, call, call me and You sleep together...after you, just sleep with me for the time being."

As he spoke, he moved back.

Mu Ziyu pursed his lips and watched quietly for a while.

In the dim environment, Yang Yuelin couldn't see his expression and eyes clearly, and he didn't know what to say to relieve the embarrassment at the moment.

"Okay, thank you." Mu Ziyu replied softly, but quickly floated onto the bed.

Yang Yuelin thought he would not be able to sleep.

After all, there is such a Mr. Ghost who is both familiar and unfamiliar, and this Mr. Ghost is still a bit "sexy".

But in fact he quickly fell asleep.

In a trance, I heard Mu Ziyu say softly: "Good night, Xiao Lin."

He muttered back: "Good night." I don't know if this is a dream after I fell asleep, or if I said this sentence.

I also missed Mu Ziyu's eyes widening in surprise after hearing this good night, holding Yang Yuelin's cheek almost reverently, and solemnly kissing him on the forehead.

Good night, my Xiaolin, sweet dreams.