Damn after breaking up with ex-boyfriend
Chapter 4
The doll ghost in his house should not be a vicious ghost, otherwise, Yan Ping'an's "knowledge" can tell, if that is a vicious ghost, I'm afraid his house will not be so clean after he returns home .
Oh, except for that layer of dog hair over the couch.
Yan Pingan couldn't help but glanced at the sofa in Zhong Jiushao's house, but it was very strange that there was not even a single hair on it.
"Not at all." After reading Yan Pingan's birthday horoscope, Zhong Jiushao folded the yellow paper in half and put it back into the safety knot. He folded it according to the original traces with his fingers very dexterously and put it back, and said to Yan Pingan , "People born on the winter solstice are indeed more able to see ghosts than ordinary people, especially if you have a light fate... But you have a golden light that protects you all the time, even if ghosts are really attracted by you, they will not come out." What a big deal."
Golden light?Yan Pingan was taken aback, and couldn't help raising his arms to look at himself, but apart from the down jacket he was wearing when he went out, he didn't see anything similar to a halo.
"You can't see it yourself." Zhong Jiushao rubbed his chin and said, "The golden light on your body is like the merits accumulated by your ancestors. What does your father do?"
Zhong Jiushao knew that Yan Ping'an's mother was an art teacher. Some children might admire and worship Yan Ping'an in this line of work. It is not impossible to form a faint halo in the long run, but it will definitely not accumulate to future generations.
Hearing this, Yan Pingan shook his head, "I don't know."
When he was very young, he seemed to have some scattered fragments of his father. It was a long time ago. He seemed to go to a place by train with his parents. He was still very young at that time, and he had not bought a train ticket. Crying all the time, the rickety carriage made him never stop.
Sometimes, in the dream, a man who could no longer see his face would give him something to eat at a place he often passed by... He felt that the man looked familiar, but it was almost elementary school at that time. Instead of eating, he went home and told his mother. After hearing this, his mother ran out of the house like crazy, and finally came back in a daze.
Since then, the last few photos of his father at home were burned by his mother crying.
Until now, Yan Pingan didn't know what kind of person this father, who only existed in his memory and couldn't even remember his face, was and what kind of occupation he did.
Zhong Jiushao was also silent for a while when he heard the words, and then the two of them were embarrassed again—in any case, they have been together for three years. It seems that there are not many, or even very few.
"What about my ghost?" Yan Pingan turned his head and looked back again. The anti-theft door was closed tightly, but he was afraid that another ghost would suddenly crawl out of the door in the next second. Kind of creepy.
"It's just a brat. Since she's looking for you, then she'll be responsible for communicating with him." Zhong Jiushao stood up and stretched, and beckoned at the husky, which was spread out into a dog cake on the cat stand. He waved and said, "Let me introduce you, this is Wolf One, one of the mascots of the Special Operations Division."
Dissatisfied, Lang Yi pulled the cat stand, and gave a soft 'owwow', which sounded like a little milk dog whimpering.
"You can see ghosts, and you have golden body protection..." Zhong Jiushao touched his chin, looked at Yan Ping'an and said, "Are you considering changing your career? We have five social insurances and one housing fund in our business. Although there are no holidays, the salary is high. No Feel free to be decadent when you are on a mission."
Yan Ping'an: "..." Is this topic jumping a little fast?
He was still a little confused, and when he didn't know how to respond, Zhong Jiushao said, "The Operations Office provides staff apartments and single rooms. There are usually more than two people on missions, and the newcomers follow me."
"I don't have a formal job right now." Yan Pingan blurted out, he blinked, looked at Zhong Jiushao and said, "But... I can only draw some pictures..."
"How is your skill? There is a special app developed by the Operations Department. If you carry it with you and can draw portraits, you can recover some little ghosts and become younger brothers to a certain extent." Zhong Jiushao said, pawing on the sofa, and took out his app. I poked my phone a few times and handed it to Yan Pingan, motioning him to read it.
Yan Pingan took a few glances. From the point of view of basic skills, most of the painted things are more inclined to the ancient style and light colors, everything is light, and it is very in line with the characteristics of monsters in traditional Chinese elements-opening teeth and dancing claws , very ferocious.
He had painted this type of monsters before. At that time, because he had never been in contact with it, he found a lot of information. It was not difficult. The main thing to pay attention to was the outline of some images and the skills of using colors.
So Yan Pingan said, "I'm fine with this kind of thing..."
As he said, he touched his pocket. Fortunately, the phone was still in the pocket, so he found a few pictures he had drawn before from his chat history with the editor and showed them to Zhong Jiushao, "I'm not very good at style... …After practice, I can usually draw.”
Unless it is cross-border aesthetics, he has to get used to it for a period of time, generally speaking, it is not bad.
"That's fine." Zhong Jiushao nodded and confirmed again, "When can I come to work?"
Yan Pingan: "???"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow?" Yan Ping'an said subconsciously, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong.
However, after Zhong Jiushao got the reply, he turned his head and walked towards the door, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you to catch the brat."
The wolf who was still lying on the cat shelf shook his body when he heard this sentence, and jumped down very sensitively, but he didn't make a sound.
Yan Pingan glanced back and said before going out, "Don't you need to put a dog leash on it? I mean, what if it scares people when you go out?"
He had seen a news before. An owner took a dog out for a walk, but a lady who walked up to her was startled and fell down. There was still a distance of several meters between the dog and her. With a leash, but even so, the dog owner paid more than 1 yuan in compensation. Yan Pingan himself is not afraid of dogs, so he doesn't understand it, and he has some sympathy for the dog owner.
"No, no one can see Lang Yi at night." Zhong Jiushao turned his head and glanced at Yan Pingan, then suddenly reached out and rubbed his head again, then said with a smile, "Scared, huh?"
The author has something to say: Zhong Jiushao: Scared, huh?
Yan Ping'an (chicken pecking rice like nodding): Yes, yes, I was so scared, I had to hug Brother Shao to fall asleep.
----
Stupid author (nodding along with the trend): Yes, yes, I fell down, and I had to be touched by a little angel to get up.
By the way, let's talk about the update time:
If nothing happens these days, it will be updated at 23:[-] in the morning. If there is no update at [-]:[-] in the morning, it will be postponed to [-]:[-] in the evening... But if the stupid author himself forgot to set the time and there is no update at [-]:[-] in the morning, I, I will find out later Update QAQ now
After the report is completed, wait for captivity.
Oh, except for that layer of dog hair over the couch.
Yan Pingan couldn't help but glanced at the sofa in Zhong Jiushao's house, but it was very strange that there was not even a single hair on it.
"Not at all." After reading Yan Pingan's birthday horoscope, Zhong Jiushao folded the yellow paper in half and put it back into the safety knot. He folded it according to the original traces with his fingers very dexterously and put it back, and said to Yan Pingan , "People born on the winter solstice are indeed more able to see ghosts than ordinary people, especially if you have a light fate... But you have a golden light that protects you all the time, even if ghosts are really attracted by you, they will not come out." What a big deal."
Golden light?Yan Pingan was taken aback, and couldn't help raising his arms to look at himself, but apart from the down jacket he was wearing when he went out, he didn't see anything similar to a halo.
"You can't see it yourself." Zhong Jiushao rubbed his chin and said, "The golden light on your body is like the merits accumulated by your ancestors. What does your father do?"
Zhong Jiushao knew that Yan Ping'an's mother was an art teacher. Some children might admire and worship Yan Ping'an in this line of work. It is not impossible to form a faint halo in the long run, but it will definitely not accumulate to future generations.
Hearing this, Yan Pingan shook his head, "I don't know."
When he was very young, he seemed to have some scattered fragments of his father. It was a long time ago. He seemed to go to a place by train with his parents. He was still very young at that time, and he had not bought a train ticket. Crying all the time, the rickety carriage made him never stop.
Sometimes, in the dream, a man who could no longer see his face would give him something to eat at a place he often passed by... He felt that the man looked familiar, but it was almost elementary school at that time. Instead of eating, he went home and told his mother. After hearing this, his mother ran out of the house like crazy, and finally came back in a daze.
Since then, the last few photos of his father at home were burned by his mother crying.
Until now, Yan Pingan didn't know what kind of person this father, who only existed in his memory and couldn't even remember his face, was and what kind of occupation he did.
Zhong Jiushao was also silent for a while when he heard the words, and then the two of them were embarrassed again—in any case, they have been together for three years. It seems that there are not many, or even very few.
"What about my ghost?" Yan Pingan turned his head and looked back again. The anti-theft door was closed tightly, but he was afraid that another ghost would suddenly crawl out of the door in the next second. Kind of creepy.
"It's just a brat. Since she's looking for you, then she'll be responsible for communicating with him." Zhong Jiushao stood up and stretched, and beckoned at the husky, which was spread out into a dog cake on the cat stand. He waved and said, "Let me introduce you, this is Wolf One, one of the mascots of the Special Operations Division."
Dissatisfied, Lang Yi pulled the cat stand, and gave a soft 'owwow', which sounded like a little milk dog whimpering.
"You can see ghosts, and you have golden body protection..." Zhong Jiushao touched his chin, looked at Yan Ping'an and said, "Are you considering changing your career? We have five social insurances and one housing fund in our business. Although there are no holidays, the salary is high. No Feel free to be decadent when you are on a mission."
Yan Ping'an: "..." Is this topic jumping a little fast?
He was still a little confused, and when he didn't know how to respond, Zhong Jiushao said, "The Operations Office provides staff apartments and single rooms. There are usually more than two people on missions, and the newcomers follow me."
"I don't have a formal job right now." Yan Pingan blurted out, he blinked, looked at Zhong Jiushao and said, "But... I can only draw some pictures..."
"How is your skill? There is a special app developed by the Operations Department. If you carry it with you and can draw portraits, you can recover some little ghosts and become younger brothers to a certain extent." Zhong Jiushao said, pawing on the sofa, and took out his app. I poked my phone a few times and handed it to Yan Pingan, motioning him to read it.
Yan Pingan took a few glances. From the point of view of basic skills, most of the painted things are more inclined to the ancient style and light colors, everything is light, and it is very in line with the characteristics of monsters in traditional Chinese elements-opening teeth and dancing claws , very ferocious.
He had painted this type of monsters before. At that time, because he had never been in contact with it, he found a lot of information. It was not difficult. The main thing to pay attention to was the outline of some images and the skills of using colors.
So Yan Pingan said, "I'm fine with this kind of thing..."
As he said, he touched his pocket. Fortunately, the phone was still in the pocket, so he found a few pictures he had drawn before from his chat history with the editor and showed them to Zhong Jiushao, "I'm not very good at style... …After practice, I can usually draw.”
Unless it is cross-border aesthetics, he has to get used to it for a period of time, generally speaking, it is not bad.
"That's fine." Zhong Jiushao nodded and confirmed again, "When can I come to work?"
Yan Pingan: "???"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow?" Yan Ping'an said subconsciously, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong.
However, after Zhong Jiushao got the reply, he turned his head and walked towards the door, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you to catch the brat."
The wolf who was still lying on the cat shelf shook his body when he heard this sentence, and jumped down very sensitively, but he didn't make a sound.
Yan Pingan glanced back and said before going out, "Don't you need to put a dog leash on it? I mean, what if it scares people when you go out?"
He had seen a news before. An owner took a dog out for a walk, but a lady who walked up to her was startled and fell down. There was still a distance of several meters between the dog and her. With a leash, but even so, the dog owner paid more than 1 yuan in compensation. Yan Pingan himself is not afraid of dogs, so he doesn't understand it, and he has some sympathy for the dog owner.
"No, no one can see Lang Yi at night." Zhong Jiushao turned his head and glanced at Yan Pingan, then suddenly reached out and rubbed his head again, then said with a smile, "Scared, huh?"
The author has something to say: Zhong Jiushao: Scared, huh?
Yan Ping'an (chicken pecking rice like nodding): Yes, yes, I was so scared, I had to hug Brother Shao to fall asleep.
----
Stupid author (nodding along with the trend): Yes, yes, I fell down, and I had to be touched by a little angel to get up.
By the way, let's talk about the update time:
If nothing happens these days, it will be updated at 23:[-] in the morning. If there is no update at [-]:[-] in the morning, it will be postponed to [-]:[-] in the evening... But if the stupid author himself forgot to set the time and there is no update at [-]:[-] in the morning, I, I will find out later Update QAQ now
After the report is completed, wait for captivity.
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