ghost

The layout of the apartment is similar to a hotel room, with simple layout and no special decorations, but there are a lot of furniture such as tables, cabinets and chairs that can be used.

Fang Xia opened the curtains, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were designed to let the outside sunlight shine into the room to the maximum extent, making the whole room brighten up instantly.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is a set of tables and chairs, a small solid wood round table, and two dark gray sofa chairs.Fang Xia threw the shoulder bag on the sofa chair, and placed the laptop and the small cardboard box of books Geng Shudan gave him on the long and narrow desk at the end of the bed extending from the TV cabinet.In the middle of the desk against the wall, put the two glass airtight jars filled with sugar for Fu Jin.

Fu Jin took a few more glances at the two glass airtight jars. Fang Xia had already stuffed the suitcase with clothes into the closet, and took out the sheets and quilts she brought from the dormitory and began to make the bed.

Although this room is called a single room, it has a double bed. Originally, there were sheets that needed to be folded in half in the dormitory, but here they are not covered enough - a small part of the bed was exposed on both sides after the bed was made. pad.

After Fang Xia stood at the end of the bed and looked at it for a while, he suddenly stretched his arms forward, and with a diving motion, he fell face down on the bed.The short top was pulled up with his movements, revealing a thin waist.

Fu Jin turned her head, and her gaze fell on Fang Xia's exposed lower back.The waist is narrow, the waist is deep, with an inexplicable sex appeal, coupled with the abdominal muscles that Fang Xia exposed when she was sleeping, it is indeed as Hou Chaoqing said - Fang Xia has a good figure.Just thinking about what Hou Chaoqing said, that he might have seen Fang Xia naked, Fu Jin suddenly didn't feel so happy.

Fu Jin's gaze lingered on Fang Xia's back for a while, then moved up her back, and landed on the eye-catching little braid on the back of Fang Xia's head. Facing Fang Xia, who was lying on the bed, obviously a little depressed, she spoke Asked: [What's the matter? ]

"The bed sheet is too small." Fang Xia rolled on the bed, then sat up straight, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and opened the shopping app, "I thought it would work! I worked so hard to bring it here from the dormitory, but I still have to reinstall it." purchase."

The bed sheet was too small, Fu Jin obviously couldn't help with this kind of matter.I could only quietly listen to Fang Xia's small complaints, and watch him pick and choose on the shopping app, choose a set of sheets, place the order, and pay.Fu Jin watched very ordinary trivial matters of life with great interest.The head of Geng's family doesn't need to care about these daily necessities of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. There are people in charge of these in the old house. It is rare for him to see such a life-like side of his guardian, let alone as he is now. Listen to the complaints from the sidelines and participate in it in disguise.

Feels like he's alive...

However, even when he was alive, he never participated in such trivial but warm things, and some of them were just false lies and cold betrayals.

Fu Jin lowered her eyes, hiding the gloomy look in her eyes.

Over there, Fang Xia had already confirmed the payment, and was about to raise her head to talk to Fu Jin, when the cell phone in her hand suddenly rang.Fang Xia was taken aback, her hands trembled, and the phone was almost thrown out.After calming down, he looked down and found that it was a call from Geng Shudan.

"Why?" Fang Xia answered the phone and said angrily.

"Why not, just ask how you are doing?" Geng Shudan laughed lightly and said leisurely.

"It's free and easy, it's better than living in Geng's house." Fang Xia rolled her eyes and said, "You called just for this?"

"Can't you?"

"..." Isn't this a pain in the ass? "I have nothing else to do, I'm busy!"

"I'll go to City C to look for you in two days, please send me your address." Geng Shudan said.

"You want to come to City C? Why are you here?" Fang Xia asked warily.

He doesn't dislike Geng Shudan very much, but this doesn't change that Geng Shudan is a member of the Geng family.This person is coming to look for him, is the Geng family planning to trick him again?

"I taught you a class in the past, I said it before, have you forgotten?"

Fang Xia: "..." He really forgot about this.

"Are you reading the book I gave you?" Geng Shudan continued to ask.

Fang Xia's gaze turned to the desk, where the small cardboard box with books that Geng Shudan gave him was placed on it, and it was still well packaged, without any trace of opening it.

Fang Xia: "...I'm watching."

Fu Jin looked down at him.

Fang Xia silently turned his gaze away.

"Just watch it. I hope that the exam will not disappoint me." After Geng Shudan finished speaking, he reminded Fang Xia not to forget to send him his address, and then hung up the phone.

After Fang Xia sent the school address to Geng Shudan, he stared at the message for a while, then got up and walked to the desk, and began to unpack the small cardboard box containing the books.

Inside the cardboard box are thread-bound books, take out the top one, with a yellow leather cover, and write "General Rules for Ghost Festival" on it.

Fang Xia opened the chair in front of the desk and sat down, and opened the book "General Rules for Ghost Festival".This is a manuscript transcribed in small characters with a brush. It was transcribed by someone probably many years ago. It is in traditional Chinese, arranged vertically into sentences, and read from right to left.As a student of the Department of Traditional Chinese Painting, Fang Xia has studied calligraphy and read ancient copybooks. It is not a big problem to understand, but he has no interest in himself, and his concentration begins to slacken after reading two pages.

After touching for about ten minutes, Fang Xia put his hands together, snapped the "General Rules of Ghost Festival" in his hand, threw it back into the small cardboard box, stood up, turned his head firmly and said to Fu Jin: "Fu Jin, Let's go out to eat!"

Fu Jin turned her head and glanced out the window, it was bright outside and the sun had not yet set, obviously it was still early for dinner.

Fang Xia: "...I'm hungry!"

Fu Jin withdrew his gaze, paused for a moment on the small cardboard box containing the books, then nodded in agreement and said: [Let's go then. ]

After eating dinner outside, Fang Xia took Fu Jin around the neighborhood, taking a walk after dinner, and getting acquainted with the living environment in the future.Back at the apartment after eight o'clock, Fang Xia and Fu Jin watched a movie on the Internet together, then took a shower and went to bed, and never approached the desk with the small cardboard box again.

Fang Xia got under the covers, said good night to Fu Jin, left half of the bed for the other party as usual, and fell asleep with the pillow.

A floor lamp was left at the end of the bed, and the warm halo hit the quilt at the end of the bed. Fang Xia's face was hidden in the shadow outside the halo, but this did not prevent Fu Jin from seeing his facial features clearly.

Fu Jin sat at the end of the bed, looked at Fang Xia, and waited until he fell into a deep sleep before getting up to help him cover the kicked-off quilt again, and then walked to the desk.His eyes fell on the two glass airtight jars in the middle of the desk. The transparent jars can directly see the bottom of the jars from the outside. There are more than a dozen candies in each of the two airtight jars. The packaging is different and looks colorful. of.These are the candies that Fang Xia bought for him, one for each variety, each one is different.Fang Xia told him before that he would store candies for him, all kinds of them, from all over the world.

It is still far away from the goal that Fang Xia said, but he is doing it seriously - just for the love he said.

Fu Jin looked at the candies in the airtight jar, and a rare softness appeared between his brows.

The warm halo of the floor lamp hit Fu Jin's back, and there was no shadow in front of him at first, but gradually a faint shadow fell under his feet, and the shadow gradually deepened, and finally fixed into a normal figure, falling in front of Fu Jin.Fu Jin stretched out his hand towards the airtight candy jar, his fingertips touched the glass wall of the jar, his fingertips did not go through, but left an outline of his fingertips on the glass wall.

Fu Jin poked the candy through the glass wall of the airtight jar before withdrawing her hand.His eyes fell on the small cardboard box beside him, his soft expression faded from his brows, and he became cold again.

After the carton was opened by Fang Xia, it was not sealed tightly with tape, but just closed casually.Fu Jin started to open the cardboard box, and took out the books one by one. She didn't stop until she saw a thread-bound book with a black cover and no words, and then took out the black book.

The pages in this book are made of kraft paper. The book is extremely thin, with only a few pages. It is also handwritten in small characters with a brush, and the content talks about the division of various types of ghosts.

Fu Jin directly turned to the last page, where the contents of his memory were written as expected——

A fierce ghost, turned into a dead man in vain, the soul of a great murderer.

There are about three types of ghosts.

The invisible one kills people and harms people.

Meet it, drive it away;

Those who take shape later will become fierce and evil, endangering the surrounding creatures.

Encounter it with caution;

Those who are born with form, the soul of Tiansha, will harm the common people and the world,

The soul of Tiansha, disaster also!Only the way of heaven can be broken, and no mortal can resist it.

When you encounter it, be sure to stay away, remember to remember!

Fu Jin pressed her thumb on the last word on the page, her eyes were gloomy and cold.

After a long time, he raised his hand and slowly tore off the page.The yellow kraft paper was swallowed by blue flames in his palm, and the ashes turned into fine dust before flying up, and leaked out from Fu Jin's fingers.

Fang Xia didn't need to know this, and he didn't allow him to know it.

The person he had waited so long to meet, the person he met with great difficulty, he would never allow him to escape from him.

He was born with form, the Geng family didn't know it, and Fang Xia didn't know it now, but he took precautions before it happened, and he didn't want Fang Xia to be contaminated with this knowledge.

Fu Jin turned around, looked at Fang Xia who had kicked the quilt to the side of the bed again for a while, then turned around and put the book back into the small cardboard box and closed it.

Walking to the bed, helping Fang Xia cover the quilt again, looking down at his sleeping face, the shadow under Fu Jin's feet gradually faded, and then disappeared completely.

The author has something to say:

Author (knocking on the blackboard): Ghosts can be divided into three types: gaseous, liquid, and solid.Fu Jin belongs to the solid state, which is commonly known as ice, so it should not be touched randomly, and it is easy to get frostbite.

Fang Xia (snoring): zzz...

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