ghost

Fang Xia did drink a few more glasses today, and now he feels slightly over the top, but his mind is very clear, and he is far from drunk.Fang Xia regretted the confession he blurted out with the strength of alcohol.

He hadn't figured out what Fu Jin was thinking, so after making sure of his thoughts, he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that Fu Jin would turn away in disgust.However, just now, taking advantage of Jiu Jin's impulsiveness, he let go of his own thoughts, and the plan that was originally planned to be gradually collapsed.

But just when Fang Xia's head went cold and he was trying to find a way to remedy it, he heard Fu Jin say that he was drunk.This kind of words that seemed to negate his feelings after serious consideration and repeated affirmation, made Fang Xia instantly angry.I didn't think of a remedy, and my temper came up first.

"I'm not drunk!" Fang Xia grabbed Fu Jin's skirt, stuck his neck, and glared at him viciously.

Fu Jin let Fang Xia tug at the skirt of her clothes, and looked at him silently with downcast eyes.

"No matter how I think, no matter how I think about it, the answer is that I like you! What can I do?" Fang Xia's staring eyes were slightly red, but she still stubbornly refused to look away, "What's wrong with liking you? What's the matter? You still Can't make people like it?"

"I'm a ghost..." Fu Jin reminded Fang Xia in a low voice.

"I don't have amnesia, I knew you were a ghost the first time I saw you!"

"Fang Xia..." Fu Jin's eyes trembled slightly, he softly called Fang Xia's name, and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and unconsciously frowned.

The corner of Fang Xia's mouth twitched, he couldn't see Fu Jin's embarrassed expression.Let go of the hand that was holding Fu Jin's skirt, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned his head away, and muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, I just like you, it doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I can't help if you are not happy, feelings like this I can't control things."

Fang Xia scratched her hair, turned around, one foot was bare, the other was wearing slippers, and just walked towards the bathroom.When he was about to reach the door of the bathroom, Fang Xia looked back at Fu Jin again, seeing that he was still standing at the door of the entrance, his eyes suddenly revealed a little anxiety.

Just now, he was so hot-headed that he just pointed it out to Fu Jin, but now that he calmed down a little, the uneasiness in his heart spread out.How aggressive and righteous I said just now, how empty my heart is now.Wouldn't Fu Jin just hate him and find a new guardian?

Fang Xia looked at Fu Jin, his feet stuck to the ground, a little afraid that Fu Jin would not be there when he came out of the shower.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Fang Xia standing there staring at him, after waiting for a while, he still couldn't speak, so he asked proactively.

"You...won't you leave without saying goodbye?" After Fang Xia asked, she clenched her hands in her trouser pockets unconsciously, as if doing so could control her nervousness, "Actually, if you can't accept it, Just pretend you didn't hear what you just said. It's my business that I like you, and if you don't like me, I won't do anything to you..."

"What are you going to do to me?" Fu Jin asked suspiciously.

"Don't do anything..." Fang Xia turned his eyes away, but his face became hot uncontrollably.

Fu Jin looked at Fang Xia's ears, which were quickly congested and red, and immediately understood the meaning of Fang Xia's words.

Fu Jin: "..."

Where does this confidence come from?If he didn't want to, he couldn't even touch him, so what else did he want to do to him?

"I need to think about it." Fu Jin looked at Fang Xia's reddened ear tips, and slowly opened his mouth.

"What?" Fang Xia didn't react and turned around in a daze.

"Consider whether to accept your pursuit." Fu Jin completed the words.

Fang Xia suddenly opened her eyes wide, and looked at Fu Jin in disbelief.

"But don't expect too much." Fu Jin stepped into the house from the hallway, and walked to the exclusive place by the French window.

Don't say don't have too much expectation, just after the heat of the brain just now, after telling Fu Jin what should be said and what should not be said, he can't see any hope at all, and he is in the despair of his mental collapse , and in infinite regret.Regret that I acted impulsively, regret that I don't have a brain, regret how my mouth can't hold back a word.Don't look at his confession just now so forcefully, so righteously, but he didn't even dare to ask Fu Jin's answer, he turned hastily and fled to the bathroom.If he wasn't afraid that Fu Jin would leave, he wouldn't have stopped at all.

However, Fu Jin told him now that he would consider it.

Fang Xia felt her heart beating a little faster and dizzy, and she couldn't believe it was true.

Fu Jin took a seat at the solid wood round table by the floor-to-ceiling window, but when she turned around, she saw Fang Xia standing still in place in a daze.

Fu Jin: "Go take a shower, I won't go."

Fang Xia: "Huh? Oh, let's go..."

Fang Xia turned and walked into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Fang Xia rushed out of the bathroom again - forgetting to bring a change of clothes in.

It's past midnight.

Fang Xia finished hiding under the covers and peeping at herself, and fell asleep under the influence of alcohol. Only then did Fu Jin calm down and think about the problems between him and Fang Xia.

After knowing who Fang Xia liked, he guessed around among the people around Fang Xia, but he didn't expect it to be himself.It's dark under the lights, which is probably the case.It happened suddenly, unexpectedly, and intractably.

No matter whether he was alive or after death, he had never dated anyone or liked anyone. It can be said that he has no experience in liking people.

During his lifetime, because of his extremely handsome appearance, there were countless experiences of being confessed.Those who confess to him have scheming plans, but there are also sincere and sincere people.Facing their confession, he didn't have much emotion, so he could reject it neatly every time.

However, when Fang Xia confessed to him, he was actually at a loss for a moment.His bewilderment was not because of the suddenness of the incident, but because he didn't know how to respond to Fang Xia's bewilderment, which he had never felt before.Later, because he didn't want to see Fang Xia showing that sad and disappointed expression, he asked him to think about it.

There was no doubt that he had a crush on Fang Xia.

If it wasn't because of his good feelings, he would not have named Fang Xia as his guardian; if it wasn't for his good feelings, he would not have wanted to imprison Fang Xia by his side, without giving him a chance to escape.This kind of favor can also be said to be liking, but this kind of liking is different from Fang Xia's kind of liking.If you like something, you will also have the idea of ​​monopolizing it, but this kind of liking, when the color fades, there will be nothing left.

He didn't want to treat Fang Xia's feelings like this.

If he wants to keep Fang Xia by his side, he can accept Fang Xia's confession, so he doesn't have to worry about who Fang Xia likes one day, leave his side, and start his own family.He will stay by his side obediently and no one can take him away.At that moment, the thought that he really had, was scattered in Fang Xia's seemingly fierce but hasty eyes.

After all, he didn't want to use that clumsy method to grind Fang Xia.

If he was still alive, he should be able to like Fang Xia.

Fu Jin raised his hand to touch his chest, there was a dead silence, and he couldn't feel any movement without a heartbeat.

He died and turned into a ghost.

Li Gui can never get out of the demonic barrier of resentment and anger, so can he still like people like this?

Fu Jin thought about it all night until it was almost dawn, but still couldn't come up with a definite answer.

When Fang Xia woke up, he felt refreshed.

He also didn't urge Fu Jin to give an answer, as the question of relationship needs time to ponder and think, just like he did before.He felt that his acceptance was quite high, so he made up his mind after struggling for two days.Fang Xia feels that as someone who has experienced it, he has some experience.He was willing to give Fu Jin time to think about it slowly, as long as Fu Jin didn't leave, he had nothing to worry about.This is probably because he has no idea about Fu Jin's answer. If he will be rejected in the end, he might as well let Fu Jin keep thinking about it!At least this way he can still have a little illusion.

He is so unmotivated!

In the two days after being confessed by Fang Xia, Fu Jin found that the two airtight jars on the table were filled with candies in different packages.That was when Fang Xia traveled more than half of City C, and spent a long time picking and choosing online, and bought a lot of candies, which were stored in airtight jars only when they tasted delicious.

On the solid wooden table of his exclusive seat, there was a small bouquet of flowers, which were picked by Fang Xia's flower shop and arranged by himself.In this regard, Fang Xia has shown his artistic talent. Even if he has not studied professional flower arrangement, he still arranges flowers in a decent way.

The small bookshelf in the room was full of new books. When he was shopping in the bookstore, Fang Xia bought all the books he looked at a few more times.

If it weren't for his lack of hobbies, Fang Xia's wallet might not last.

After two days of tossing around like this, Fu Jin finally understood that in Fang Xia's place, friends and lovers are treated completely differently.Friends can share weal and woe, and can help you when necessary; but for lovers, they can't see you being wronged in the slightest, and want to try their best to satisfy each other.In ancient times, if Fang Xia was a prince, he definitely had the qualifications to be the prince of Fenghuo Opera.

Thinking of this, Fu Jin frowned slightly.Forget about this analogy, if Fang Xia is the prince of Fenghuo Opera, then what has he become?

Fang Xia was probably chasing him, but his methods were young and out of order, and he didn't feel bored.He was actually a little inexplicably fortunate that Fang Xia was attracted to him, not someone else, otherwise——he might have a hard time keeping Fang Xia.This kind of liking for someone puts all his heart into it. Even if he makes the person Fang Xia likes disappear, it may be difficult for him to find a place in Fang Xia's eyes.

Before the pages of the book in Fu Jin's hand had been turned, Fang Xia, who was sitting by the side, moved over to him with an ancient book that Geng Shudan had given him at first.

"What does this sentence mean?" Fang Xia pointed to a sentence in an ancient book, and asked Fu Jin humbly.

Fu Jin glanced sideways at him, only to see Fang Xia staring straight at herself, not paying attention to the book at all.

Fang Xia suddenly looked at the ancient books in the small cardboard box, not because he suddenly became interested in occult knowledge, and planned to study hard.This is Fang Xia's new routine, an excuse to talk to him when he has nothing to do.

The author has something to say:

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Author: Where did you learn how to chase people?

Fang Xia: The buddies who fought together in junior high school.When he was chasing after a female classmate in the same class, he sent flowers to her, and deliberately took homework to ask questions...

Author: Then did he finally catch up with someone?

Fang Xia: ...I'll look for a case where he successfully chased someone.

Author: Boss, Fang Xia ran away...

Fu Jin: You don't plan to run away?

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