to dig boyfriend's grave

After saying this, Lin Jia didn't know what to say anymore. He looked at the man who continued to read with his head down, touched his head and sat on the sofa.

very quiet.

Except for the sound of the man turning the pages of the book, the only sound is his own breathing. He has lived to be 21 years old, and he never thought that he could sit with ghosts. No, he doesn’t believe that there are ghosts in this world at all. The existence of Shen Jiming broke his worldview.

Lin Jia straightened her legs and put them on the coffee table in front, leaning lazily on the sofa and looking at the man reading with her head tilted.

Very handsome.

This was his first feeling.

But not as handsome as him, Lin Jia smiled and scolded herself for being shameless in her heart.

But he is so shameless.

Lin Jia shook her head idly, took out the cigarette from her pocket and lit it in her mouthpiece.

Shen Jiming turned his head when he heard the sound of the lighter, frowned slightly and looked at the cigarette in Lin Jia's mouth.

Lin Jia looked at the man staring at his cigarette and thought for a while, raising his hand and handing over the cigarette case, "Do you want to smoke one?"

"I don't smoke." Shen Jiming turned his head back.

"Oh." Lin Jia said, "Aren't ghosts afraid of the sun?"

Shen Jiming flicked his hand while turning the book, and looked down to see his feet exposed to the sun, because Lin Jia sat next to him and he couldn't concentrate, so he didn't notice it at all.

"...Fuck me." Lin Jia stared dumbfounded at the strange event where the curtains in the living room closed automatically, and couldn't close her mouth. Knowing that Shen Jiming is a ghost is one thing, but this kind of thing can only be seen on the magic TV. It's another thing to happen to me, and just now Shen Jiming didn't move a single finger, this...is unbelievable.

Lin Jia looked at Shen Jiming who was going to turn over the book with his head down again, and silently closed his mouth tightly.

He lifted up the things on the coffee table and put them in their respective positions.

After tidying up, he took out the computer and began to work on the script. His role was mainly in the first half of the scene, and it was finished after the middle.

The task was fairly easy, Lin Jia stretched her waist and let out a big breath before starting to recite the lines.

It was only when he saw the sky getting dark and his stomach started to growl that he realized that it was already night.

Lin Jia doesn't have any special lofty enthusiasm and love for the job of an actor, but he will stick to what he decides since he was a child. No matter what, he likes himself very much. This is an attitude of...a good quality.

But his mother called him a hard and stubborn asshole.

Call him heartless.

Later, he was kicked out as a heartless idiot.

Whoa, the whole family rejoices.

He probably wasn't very happy.

Lin Jia came out of the bedroom and found that Shen Jiming, who had been sitting on the sofa, had disappeared.

He whistled happily and dragged his shoes to take out some of the vegetables he bought from the refrigerator, ready to fill his stomach.

Although the food he cooks is appalling, he can't always eat out or order outside, because his wallet, which is hungrier than him, can't hold it anymore and is about to sacrifice.

Lin Jia cooked the rice first, and then started cleaning up the dishes. There were only two dishes in total, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried pork with shredded potatoes.

But these two dishes made Lin Jia tormented enough, and his skills in this area were probably all about instant noodles.

After putting the dishes on the table, Lin Jia took the chopsticks and was just about to stuff his mouth with rice. Then he thought about whether he would like to call Mr. Shen to eat. Although Mr. Ghost may not be able to eat it, he should call it out. Under the roof, he is especially willing to keep his head down.

"Shen..." Lin Jia swallowed, he didn't dare to call Shen Jiming by name directly, Shen Jiming seemed gentle and polite, but his aura made Lin Jia a little scared.

This is probably the boss.

"Brother Shen, are you there? I've made some dinner, look at you... Fuck you scared me to death." Shen Jiming, who suddenly appeared across the dining table, scared Lin Jia so much that he jumped up from his chair .

He saw a cloud of black smoke appearing in an instant and then condensed into a person in the blink of an eye. This kind of visual

Too much stimulation to face.

"Boss Shen, can you stop being so scary?" Lin Jia sat down again and patted her chest, "It's too exciting, my heart may not be able to bear this kind of heart-pounding game."

"Do you have a heart problem?" Shen Jiming asked.

"Ah?" Lin Jia was puzzled, "No,...oh, it was just a metaphor, my heart is quite good."

"En." Shen Jiming let out a muffled sigh.

"You... ghosts, can you eat these?" Lin Jia asked.

"...Yes." Shen Jiming looked at the two miserable dishes on the table.

"Hey, can ghosts eat it too?" Lin Jia said, "How should I eat it? Will I burn it for you?"

"... Eat with your mouth." Shen Jiming replied.

"You ghosts eat with your mouth!" Lin Jia was surprised.

Shen Jiming raised his eyebrows, his face was so stern that there was no other expression on his face, "Are you surprised?"

"Hey, no, the main reason is that I didn't know much about you ghosts before." Lin Jia said, "Eat it, eat it, the cooking is average."

After eating, Lin Jia took the plate to wash, mixed the water and dishwashing liquid and rinsed it again, and then rinsed it again with clean water. After setting the plate, Lin Jia put her hands on the counter and looked down at her hands. The water dripped down little by little, this ghost should have no problem, and he is very easy to get along with, although until now he feels that everything is very unreal.

Lin Jia reached out and pinched his face.

I fuck.

He jumped on the spot a few times in pain, cursing himself an idiot in his heart.

It was Ye Fan's ringtone that woke Lin Jia up from the bed the next day.

As soon as Lin Jia swiped off the phone, Ye Fan sent it over when he roared, and Lin Jia immediately moved the phone far away.

"Little bastard, don't tell me you're still in bed! Do you know when it's turned on today! You fucking can't keep up with the heat, and you're not even active in making money! Get out of here!"

"Got it, got it." Lin Jia turned over and got off the bed, seeing Ye Fan's posture, it didn't look like turning on the phone, but like turning on black.

After packing up, Lin Jia looked at the empty room, "Brother Shen, I'm going to work, bye."

A black shadow materialized in front of Lin Jia and nodded to him before disappearing.

This time Lin Jia was not frightened and jumped up, the first time was raw, the second time was familiar.

He knows Brother Gui's tricks.

After following Ye Fan to the set, he went to Qinhuai to sit in the lounge for a while, and a scene manager came to inform him that the opening ceremony was about to begin.

It was nothing more than a bow, Lin Jia stood in the front of a group of people and followed the director until the director did the same.

After worshiping God, the director waved his hand and said to start the first scene, because according to Ye Fan told him that they filmed this scene and broadcast it at the same time, and it will start broadcasting on various David TV after two months, so the time is very tight .

Just as Lin Jia was about to go to Ye Fan's place to ask something, she was dragged by the staff to take a makeup photo.

After arriving in the dressing room, the staff stuffed him with costumes and put him on a chair by a little girl to start putting on makeup. The little girl didn't use heavy techniques, but touched his face so much that he felt uncomfortable.

"Xiao Xianrou, can you relax a little? Your face is frozen into a brick, and I won't eat you again." The little girl smiled, put her hand on his face and patted him to relax.

"Isn't I a little excited to see the big beauty putting on makeup for me?" Lin Jia closed her eyes and smiled, "You can come anyway."

The little girl smiled prettily, "Well, here we come."