818 The actor who was raised by my milk

The weather is gloomy and cold, and the red lacquer archway looks dark red from a distance, as if a layer of cold water vapor has condensed.

But it’s almost Chinese New Year, and it’s the weekend again. The bustling tourists are like the charcoal fire in the sauna furnace. Each mouthful of heat can steam the cold winter into early spring.

Chi Ming has been visiting the Flower Street Night Market since he was a child, and he is very familiar with this scene. The only problem is that everything in front of him is opposite, like a reflection in a mirror.

He seems to be standing on the other side of the mirror at the moment, behind him is an equally lively street, under his feet is a very clear and shallow stream, in which occasionally a small silver fish swims, and the water waves reflect the two worlds in front of him and behind him at the same time, retro Plaques and stylish store signs are stacked together, and the blue ghost lights and warm yellow street lamps are alternately scattered, like a poster with a mix of styles.

Mr. Baili: "Ten steps forward from here is the world."

Chi Ming's journey has been popularized by science on the world of the underworld, Yan Jun, Wang Chuan, etc. A lot of knowledge points that refresh the three views have been stuffed in his stomach before he has time to digest. He still hasn't figured out what the title of "Ghost Commander" is, but he can For sure, Mr. Baili is doing very well here, not to mention that walking with him is a huge step, no matter what strange-looking creatures you encounter along the way, you must stand at attention when you see him, watch them pass by if you are brave, and see them pass by if you are timid. Only dare to bow his head and rub his hands.

Chi Ming didn't know why Mr. Baili went to look for him suddenly, and he didn't know why Mr. Baili sent him back to the world, but he really wanted to go back and have a look. The car accident was too hasty, and he didn't have time to say goodbye to his life.

"Since I'm dead, am I considered a ghost in the past now? Can all living people see me? Is it possible to scare people? Can I go out during the day? Will I see the light and die? I need to take a detour to see temples and Taoist temples. Is it?" Chi Ming asked a bunch of questions, then paused, "Can I give someone else a dream?"

Mr. Baili looked at Chi Ming carefully, hesitated for a moment, but only squeezed out three words, "I can't say..."

Although he doesn't care about going to the ninth floor, he also knows that there is a set procedure for people to enter the underworld after death, and even the route is planned. Even if you stay for a day, you will not be taken away by ghost messengers.

Chi Ming also felt that he had too many questions, "Then I'll try it in the past, thank you Mr. Baili, goodbye."

"Not busy, I'll send..." Mr. Baili wanted to say that I would take you there together. On the one hand, he was concerned about Chi Ming, and on the other hand, he was also very curious and wanted to verify his guess. Come and say a few words.

Mr. Baili frowned when he heard the words, and said to Chi Ming: "I'm sorry, friend, I have some urgent matters. I can only send you here today. This is a toy I carry with me. I leave it for you as a souvenir. If you need anything, I will send you here." In any case, you can contact me through it."

He took out a black wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Chi Ming, said "goodbye", turned around and took one step, two steps, and then disappeared out of thin air at the third step.

Inside the box is a... lighter?

The shell is in the shape of a natural branch, with faint fluorescence between the textures. Interestingly, there are two small flowers at the end of the "branch", with calyx stamens, which open wonderfully.

Chi Ming put it away, stepped across the stream, and walked towards the familiar night market.

There is no real dividing line between the so-called two worlds, but at a certain point in time, the surrounding scenery suddenly blurred, Chi Ming felt flustered for a while, and felt a hot feeling of blood pressure surge, and then he was in a trance for a while, When I came back to my senses, I heard a soft sound of my feet, and there was a sense of reality that I hadn't seen for a long time.

The noisy voices and chaotic smells melted into the cold north wind, instantly filling the five senses that had been blank for a long time.

Chi Ming looked back in a daze, only to see a deep alley, stream, ghost fire...all the sights beyond common sense disappeared.

It was Chi Ming's first time to be a ghost, and it was inevitable that he would be cramped at the beginning. He walked through the alley at a very slow speed and walked into the lively Flower Street.

He is very familiar with everything in Huajie, but this is the first time, every storefront, every street lamp, every strange passer-by looks very friendly, even the brats playing in the street are a bit Cute, Chi Ming didn't want to kick them away at all, but wanted to pat their heads instead.

When he was alive, he had never seen a ghost, and with a little rational analysis, he could come to the conclusion that the living can't see ghosts, so he stood by the roadside, not afraid of being in the way.

At this moment, a boy in the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School passed by him. The boy was very thin, and there was a trace of Yan Jiu on his side face. Chi Ming couldn't help staring at him twice, before he could look away, As if sensing something, the boy also turned his gaze to look at him.

The frontal face was different, just as Chi Ming thought about it, the other party said "ah".

For a moment, Chi Ming felt that this ghost might scare someone, but before he could react, the boy pointed at him and shouted: "Chi Ming!"

He watched blankly as the boy ran over to shake hands with him, and then rummaged through his backpack for paper and pens.

"Papa Chi sign for me!"

Signing is almost a professional instinct. Chi Ming signed it automatically as soon as he got the pen. He really couldn't accept this unreasonable scene, so he asked a very mentally handicapped question, "Can you see me?"

The boy laughed, "What kind of joke is this?"

Chi Ming waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing, and just about to leave, he met another eager gaze.

The teenage girl looked at him holding a milk tea, "I...I want an autograph too, okay?"

When he was alive, Chi Ming paid attention every time he went out, and was almost never surrounded by fans on the street, but once he died, he seemed to be a bit unfamiliar with skills, and was quickly surrounded by a dozen young people. lock up.

Chi Ming didn't have time to think about whether this was appropriate or not. There was only one thought in his mind - they could see me.

After signing thirty times in a row, Chi Ming looked down hesitantly, and there was a long shadow under his feet.

It is said that ghosts have no shadow.

Then he took a group photo with the boy closest to him, and successfully made himself appear in the photo.

It is said that ghosts cannot take pictures.

Chi Ming had a thought at a loss: Am I not dead?

From the car accident to the underworld, is it all a dream?

He frowns and fumbles for his pocket, where the small black wooden box is actually lying in the pocket, the strange lighter is still shimmering, and there are unscientific little flowers blooming on the dead wood.

Chi Ming suddenly felt very headache, and also felt strange when looking at the Flower Street.

"What's the date?" he asked.

"February eighth."

It has been three days since the car accident. If it was a dream, it would be too long.

"Papa Chi, are you dizzy from work? By the way, is the movie finished? When will it be up?"

"Isn't it fun to play opposite Yan Jiu?"

……

There was a lot of chatter around, and Chi Ming extracted an undoubted key word from it - Yan Jiu.

Regardless of the current situation, he must go to Yan Jiu.

"Sorry, I have something else to do." Chi Ming tried to squeeze out of the crowd, and saw a familiar figure from afar.

It's Shen Danqing.

The other party obviously saw him too, but he didn't come over directly. Instead, he went to get the car first, and then drove in front of him.

The car door was separated from the noise of the flower street, Chi Ming looked at his hands carefully under the light, from fingernails to fingerprints, the texture of the skin and the blood vessels under the skin, everything was complete and clear, no matter how you looked at it, it was exactly the same as when you were alive.

Chi Ming suddenly had the urge to draw a few knives on his hand. If it hurts or bleeds, does it mean that he is still alive?

"Why are you in Huajie?" Chi Ming suddenly looked at Shen Danqing. At this moment, his mind was stuck in a mess of Lianliankan, and he connected wherever he thought of.

"Debt collection." Shen Danqing glanced lightly at Chi Ming, "You owe me a car."

Chi Ming opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that he couldn't continue playing even after watching.

Fortunately, Shen Danqing was not fooled, "Three days ago, you disappeared in a car accident, and the search and rescue team has not found your body until now." He paused, "Of course, it is impossible to find it."

"I remember the car accident very clearly." Chi Ming thought about his words, "Then it seemed to go to hell..."

Shen Danqing: "Just treat it as a dream."

Chi Ming: "..."

What is wrong, but now is not the time to think about it, everything in the underworld may be just an illusion, but it is also possible that he is really dead, and now he has become a ghost, and for some reason, he can be seen by others.

He wasn't sure how long this would last.

"Shen Danqing." Chi Ming said suddenly, "Take me to see Yan Jiu."

The center of Shen Danqing's brows seemed to be watermarked by the breeze, and she wrinkled slightly and then flattened, "He's in Yan Yufei."

"Are you in the company? Give me the phone."

Chi Ming knew Shen Danqing too well, so he took it without waiting for him to give it to him, and called Yan Jiu, but he couldn't get through.

"Stop hitting." Shen Danqing said, "I'll take you there."

Chi Ming thought he would go to the company, but Shen Danqing drove to the outskirts of the city and took him to Yan Yufei's villa.

In front of the door, Yan Yufei was surprised for a moment when he saw him, and then frowned, his eyes were like a piece of extremely cold ice, suppressing the raging anger at the bottom.

He glanced at Chi Ming indifferently, and asked Shen Danqing, "What is he here for?"

Shen Danqing's voice was rare and soft, "Come and see Yan Jiu."

Yan Yufei snorted coldly, turned and entered the room.

Shen Danqing pressed Chi Ming's shoulder, gave him a very unreadable look, and said, "I won't go in, I'll wait for you in the car."

The temperature on the second floor is obviously lower than that on the first floor, and the temperature in the room may be less than ten degrees.

Yan Yufei took Chi Ming to the reception room, went straight to the desk, and took out a stack of documents from the drawer.

"It's about you, see for yourself."

Suddenly, Chi Ming felt a strong anxiety, he hesitated to pick up the document, and saw Yan Jiu's signature at first sight, and then saw the words "LASTWILL" and "will".

His vision was a little blurry, Chi Ming tried several times, but he still couldn't finish reading the first line of text.

"He has been tossing about these things recently." Yan Yufei lit a cigarette, gritted his teeth, and let out a puff of smoke from his tight lips, "It's all left to you, and the transferable part is about 5000 million US dollars, which belongs to him His personal assets, the follow-up part includes five branch companies and some real estate, which were not handed over so quickly, in addition, he also left your parents a nursing home with complete medical care."

Chi Ming's throat was so dry that he could even taste a trace of blood, and managed to squeeze out a few words, "What do you mean? Where's Yan Jiu?"

"All these, I will give you according to his request." Yan Yufei poked half of a cigarette into the ashtray, "Now, you can go."

Chi Ming's fingertips trembled a little, and a thought in his heart that he didn't dare to think about was getting stronger and stronger. He could only hold on to a life-saving straw, and asked repeatedly: "Where's Yan Jiu?"

Yan Yufei was silent for half a minute, then raised his cold gaze, "Okay, I should let you meet too."

Yan Yufei led the way, and Chi Ming followed behind. Every step he took, he felt that the gravity of the earth was stronger. Every step he stepped on seemed to sink deeper, as if he was gradually sinking into the quagmire, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

This is a bedroom, the ceiling lamp casts a gentle warm light, but the air seems to be frozen with ice crystals.

There was a very soft bed in the bedroom, on which a figure trapped in the quilt was faintly visible.

Yan Yufei walked over first, and adjusted the warm white duvet.

The quilt is very fluffy and soft, and it is easy for people to associate it with warmth, but with every step closer, Chi Ming feels an uncontrollable cold from his back.

In a trance, he leaned over the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, found Yan Jiu's hand in the cold breath, and wanted to hold it, but just as his fingers touched the skin, he flinched like an electric shock.

The skin is cold.

Chi Ming looked like he had just been bitten by a snake, his outstretched hand was frozen in the air with nowhere to put it, but his eyes stroked Yan Jiu's pale skin inch by inch, and by the light, he could see the fine wounds on the skin.

You can't see the rise and fall of your breathing, and you can't hear the sound of your heartbeat.

This is impossible.

There was an unusually violent resistance in Chi Ming's heart, and he denied the terrible guess with a hiss. At the same time, he also urged himself - touch Yan Jiu again, neck, cheek, anywhere, it will definitely be warm.

But his whole body was completely frozen, and he couldn't make any movements except breathing.

Gradually, even breathing became extremely difficult, and the heart seemed to sink into the bottom of the sea, and every time it beat, it had to carry millions of tons of pressure.

"He's been waiting for you for two days." Yan Yufei's tone was soft and cold, and he was a little rushed because he couldn't bear it, "Then from where your accident happened..."

The five senses seemed to be flattened by an explosion, and Chi Ming seemed to be trapped in an isolated space. It took a long, long time before he managed to recover and found that he was hugging Yan Jiu's body.

However, no matter how hard he tried and how tightly he hugged him, he couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth.

Yan Yufei's voice seemed to come from a distant time and space, "What right do you have to touch him?"

Before he finished speaking, Chi Ming felt that there was nothing in front of him. Yan Jiu disappeared for a moment, and then appeared in Yan Yufei's arms again, and was hugged by him.

"I promised that he would take care of you." Yan Yufei walked out the door, "but sorry, I can't."