don't touch my ghost

After Ji Kai finished speaking, he realized what he had said, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He pinched his fingers and lowered his head, thinking to himself, people become more courageous after death, even dare to say such things, if he is still alive, even if he is killed, he would not dare to say such things to Zhang Han ...

But since everything has been said...Ji Kai straightened his heart and raised his head, "I said, I will go to your house to live with you...to take care of you."

It's a pity that the changed tone and somewhat out-of-the-ordinary voice still betrayed his nervousness.

Zhang Han looked at Ji Kai who was standing in front of him tensely like a bow fully drawn, a soft place in his heart seemed to be poked lightly by something, soft, with an indescribable sourness.

Ever since his parents passed away one after another, Zhang Han, who was still a teenager, has been supporting this home with his thin shoulders, his and Zhang Wan's home.

Although there is not much inheritance left by his parents, he and Zhang Wan have housing and food, and they will not starve to death if they do not work before graduating from university, but the word "care" has not been seen with Zhang Han for many years pass.

No, it's not that I haven't met each other at all, it's just that the word appears in Zhang Han's few times, and Zhang Han himself is always in the subject position of the sentence.This time, it was the first time after becoming an orphan, Zhang Han was placed in the position of the object in the sentence composed of the word care.

Lightning flashed and thundered in a big circle in his mind, but it didn't show on his face. Zhang Han just showed a shallow smile to Ji Kai and nodded.

On weekdays, everyone thinks that Zhang Han is a person who shows his emotions on his face, but in fact, only he knows that those who can show their faces are not distracted, and those who are distracted are difficult to show for others.

This is probably the case for people who are used to being strong. They can laugh and curse no matter how hard it is for a person, but if a pair of hands suddenly stretches out to give them a little care, they will panic instead.For a while, I was afraid of being spoiled and spoiled, and the road in the future would be difficult, and for a while, I was afraid that if I missed this village, it would be difficult to find this shop again.

For a big man, this small thought with many twists and turns in his heart may be hypocritical and make people laugh. Zhang Han just thought about it in his heart, and his face was completely different from before. The wind is light.

Ji Kai naturally couldn't guess Zhang Han's twists and turns, and Zhang Han's simple smile and nod made his beautiful ghost feel like he had done more than a big thing. Fucked!On the way back to the underworld, it was a little smooth to float up.

Wu Lie didn't have the leisure and leisure of two adults talking about love. He felt that he was afraid that the year was not going well and he forgot to read the almanac when he went out. When looking for Ji Kai, there is always no one.

Speaking of which, he didn't have any serious business looking for Ji Kai, but he just learned such shocking news all of a sudden, and he couldn't find Mr. Cang to share it, and he couldn't find a tree hole to shout "The king has donkey ears", so he had to put The inexhaustible excitement is playing haphazardly.

It is euphemistically called "Take care of Mr. Ji's ghost body health".

It's a pity that his Master Ji didn't give him this opportunity. Wu Lie's huge forehead, who couldn't find Ji Kai in the dormitory for the third time, had a flash of inspiration. Could it be that the two adults are dating in the world... no, meeting?

So he wandered into the world, and followed Zhang Han's address on the medical record card he saw in the hospital last time, and found Zhang Han's home.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Lie floated into the community, he heard Ji Kai's rather "simply and honest" silly laughter with his ear power that is different from ordinary ghosts. , revealing a sour smell of love.

Wu Lie clicked his tongue twice, his big weird eyes gleamed even more weirdly, showing a wretched smile, and landed silently in front of Zhang Han's window.

Zhang Han was leaning against the door of the kitchen with an arm in a plaster cast, directing with his only good hand.Ji Kai listened to Zhang Han's instructions and was busy in the kitchen. A pot of soup was gurgling and boiling, and he couldn't see what it was at all, but it smelled like that.

At this time, Ji Kai was throwing something into the pot with a small spoon one meter away. Wu Lie frowned and stared at the powder thrown out of the spoon. Lie's eyes actually slowed down, like a slow motion replay, Wu Lie stared at the powder for a while, it turned out to be, salt?

What is this doing?Cooking or juggling?

"Yes, yes, that's it! Let me try it, if it doesn't work, do it again!" Zhang Han said to Ji Kai while patting the door and laughing.

Ji Kai himself laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. He took a spoonful of soup with shaking hands, and passed it to Zhang Han after cooling it down. Unfortunately, he laughed so hard that he spilled half of the soup before feeding it into Zhang Han's mouth. .

Zhang Han tasted the soup in his mouth, and nodded seriously: "It's ok, just boil it like this for a while and it will be out of the pot. Not bad, it seems that you are more talented than me in cooking."

"How did you come up with this method?" Ji Kai wiped the corners of his eyes, wiping away the tears from laughing.

Zhang Han exclaimed, "The times make heroes. When I learned how to cook, I was in the third year of middle school. I was so busy that I didn't have the time to think about it. The recipe said a little, but I couldn't figure out how much it was. I just thought of such a method, count as much as you throw in, depending on fate, isn't this a little bit of seriousness?"

Ji Kai imagined Zhang Han, a skinny boy throwing salt at a pot one meter away in front of the stove, at first he thought it was funny, then he felt distressed, and the expression on his face changed very wonderfully.

He couldn't help but took a step forward, raised his cold hand, and gently slid his fingertips across Zhang Han's arm covered with plaster, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

The funny atmosphere just now became a little ambiguous in an instant. The soup in the pot was gurgling and boiling, and the hot air was overflowing with fragrance. The air around the two of them seemed to be sticky and stagnant. There is some meaning of returning to the light, it is clear that Ji Kai's approach brings cold air, but a drop of sweat drips from the corner of Zhang Han's forehead, and Zhang Han's throat moves as the sweat rolls down, I don't know if it is because the soup is too fragrant or for other reasons , he swallowed.

"Ahem..." A disconcerting bellows sounded suddenly, breaking the ambiguity in the room.

Wu Lie shook the sweat off Dayou's head with his long arm. Of course he knew he shouldn't speak at this time, but it didn't seem appropriate to continue watching, so he interrupted embarrassingly.I secretly rejoiced in my heart that the two adults didn't think of anything now, otherwise I was afraid that Master Ji would be able to slap him three feet away with a single palm.