Haunting

Because Mo Yu's hand was injured and he was very lazy, he simply rested for a few days, and Tang Tang and Luo Xiaoyi took care of the flower shop.

Mo Yu sneezed a few times when he woke up, and found that his room was getting colder and colder.

He even woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night, with a cold back.

Mo Yu got up and put on a coat, planning to wash up and go to the flower shop, after all, he had been lazy for several days.

"Huh? What the hell is this?!"

Mo Yu touched his neck in shock, and there was another bruise next to the bruise that had gradually faded? !

It was still next to the throat, very conspicuous, provoking Mo Yu brightly.

Mo Yu had a bit of a headache. Could it be that his sleeping position was so bad that his neck was bruised?

Thinking of Tang Tang and Luo Xiaoyi's gossiping eyes, Mo Yu was in a bad mood.

He is not afraid of anything, most afraid of trouble.

Well, it seems that the next time you sleep, you have to wrap your neck tightly with a scarf.

Mo Yu, who was out the door, was taken aback for a moment, the feeling of being watched came back again.

All the time, the more obvious stalking, as ubiquitous as the air.

He turned his head and looked around, and found that there was no one there, so he didn't think much about it under suspicion.

As soon as he went to the flower shop, Mo Yu saw Luo Xiaoyi rush over like a dog: "Boss, if one day..."

Of course Mo Yu knew what Luo Xiaoyi was going to say. He was no stranger to the fact that she often secretly photographed him and then sold the photos to certain girls.

He gave Luo Xiaoyi a blank look: "Okay, don't shoot next time, you have to think about young people. It's not easy. Besides, you can't sell it anymore."

Luo Xiaoyi was disappointed: "Okay, boss. Then boss, I will take pictures of you but not sell the photos to others, right?"

Mo Yu thought that Luo Xiaoyi seemed to like photography very much, so he simply agreed.

"Okay, just don't take ugly photos of me."

Luo Xiaoyi smiled and rolled her eyes: "Okay, thank you boss!"

When Mo Yu turned around, Luo Xiaoyi subconsciously patted Mo Yu again.

Luo Xiaoyi happily clicked on the photo album. The angle she took of the boss just now was really nice, but she didn't know how it would turn out.

Full of anticipation, she looked at the photo and was immediately puzzled: "Huh? Why is there another black shadow?"

Tang Tang heard the words, walked over to take a look, and was a little surprised: "There is really a black shadow!"

Mo Yu, who had just walked not far, stopped, inexplicably recalling what happened during this period, something flashed through his mind but was too late to catch it.

"Xiaoyi, show me, what black shadow?"

Seeing Mo Yu's serious face, Luo Xiaoyi obediently pointed out the photo he just took to show Mo Yu.

"This is it."

Luo Xiaoyi's photography skills are very good, and his profile is particularly good-looking, but the fly in the ointment is that there is a group of black shadows at the same height as him on his left hand.

At this time, Luo Xiaoyi clicked on another photo: "This one was taken yesterday, and there are also dark shadows, but it should be because my phone is broken."

In the photo, Mo Yu was in a posture about to ride a bicycle, but there was actually a dark shadow on his back seat.

Mo Yu narrowed his pupils slightly, and the recent events quickly flashed through his mind, and emotions such as shock, panic, and fear gradually came to his mind.

At this moment, there was a sudden chill on his back, and then his waist tightened, as if someone hugged him from behind, and then his shoulders sank slightly.

Mo Yu's face was stiff, he had a bad feeling, he seemed to be hugged by someone, no, by a ghost.

What about the science world?Was it crushed by a ghost? !

Just when he was about to comfort himself to maintain his precarious outlook, he faintly heard a soft sigh.

So Mo Yu's crumbling Three Views collapsed like Meng Jiangnu crying down the Great Wall.

This is definitely not an illusion!Not an illusion!

So it was no accident that she was pressed on the bed, had bruises on her neck, and her senior was pushed!

Ghosts, there really are ghosts!

He really messed with something unclean...

Mo Yu turned around abruptly and left. His mind was in a mess and he didn't know what to do.

The only thought now is to find the old uncle before.

"Huh? Boss?"

Seeing Mo Yu walk out of the store in a panic, Luo Xiaoyi and Tang Tang looked at each other, wondering what happened to their boss.

Mo Yu who hurried to the central square was disappointed, he couldn't find the uncle.

How to do?

Mo Yu was a little flustered, he looked up at the scorching sun, the scorching sun hit him, it was very hot, but he felt at ease.

He closed his eyes, trying to bask in the sun more, to purify the yin energy from being hugged by the ghost just now.

The mood eased, and Mo Yu also calmed down a little. He looked at the fountain beside him and became dazed.

If he is really haunted by ghosts, is he still far away from the bloody disaster?

Thinking of this, Mo Yu smiled like a mother, so what did he do to provoke this ghost?

Judging from the situation in the past few days, it seems that the room is getting colder and colder because of this culprit.

So he was haunted by ghosts recently.

After thinking about it, Mo Yuyue felt strange, it seemed that this ghost didn't really want to hurt him.

No, is he stupid?The ghost has pressed the bed and even bit his neck, how could it not hurt him?

And the senior was pushed out by this ghost and almost got into a car accident, but why?

He was the one haunted by ghosts, but the senior was pushed...

Mo Yu's expression was a little weird, could this ghost be a female ghost?Or a pervert?

If this is really the case, I'm afraid his chastity will be lost if this continues...

For some reason, Mo Yu suddenly wanted to ask if the ghost was still following him.

"Hey, what, are you a ghost?"

As soon as Mo Yu finished asking, he regretted it. He suddenly realized that the way he spoke to the air was really shaky.

And the ghost didn't respond to him, which made Mo Yu heave a sigh of relief.

Mo Yu, who didn't know what to do now, sat quietly by the fountain, not caring about the passage of time.

It wasn't until he realized that the sky was gradually getting dark that he realized that it was time to go home.

But there are ghosts in the house...

No no no, this is a scientific world, and there are no ghosts!

So there are no ghosts in the world, but there are ghosts in my heart. What happened before may be just accidents and illusions.

Hinting himself again and again, Mo Yu felt that he had finally regained the courage he had lost.

Mo Yu stood up and suddenly staggered, only to realize that he had sat for too long and his feet were numb.

When Mo Yu wanted to stand firm, he supported him with both hands.

Mo Yu pushed away subconsciously, he raised his head, and when he knew who it was, he suddenly felt bad.

Jiang Zheng looked at Mo Yu with concern: "Mo Yu, why are you so careless?"

He was wearing a suit and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he exuded a gentleman's temperament.

But Mo Yu knew that Jiang Zheng was a gentle scum.

I knew Jiang Zheng entirely because Jiang Zheng's company came to his flower shop to order flowers for any event.

As the director, Jiang Zheng would naturally deal with Mo Yu. Originally, Mo Yu hadn't noticed what kind of person Jiang Zheng was.

It's just that Jiang Zheng wanted to touch him once, and Mo Yu immediately came to his senses.

Oh, I'll go, I can't bear this temper.

Mo Yu is a person who can do his best not to push, so he beat Jiang Zheng hard, and Jiang Zheng restrained himself a little.

But now that he met Jiang Zheng, Mo Yu suppressed the disgust in his heart, gave him a cold look, and ignored him.

Jiang Zheng was excited by Mo Yu's cold and arrogant attitude. He was short of breath and stared greedily at Mo Yu.

The more indifferent and arrogant he is to him, the more interested he is, and the more he wants to torture the person in front of him severely.

Thinking about it, Jiang Zheng's lower body gradually became hot.

Mo Yu had an aggressive face, of course he noticed Jiang Zheng's reaction, and felt extremely disgusted.

He suddenly felt that his hands were a little itchy again. Isn't it good to be alive?

Jiang Zheng stopped his adultery at the moment when Mo Yu was about to explode, and he smiled ambiguously at Mo Yu: "I really want to taste your taste."

Fuck it!

This feeling was like being covered in shit, and Mo Yu almost vomited.

Jiang Zheng didn't care about Mo Yu's expression, he took a deep look at Mo Yu, turned and left.

Mo Yu held his breath and couldn't get up or down. He closed his eyes and told himself to calm down repeatedly.

Suddenly, piercing brakes and screams sounded in front of him. Mo Yu opened his eyes in surprise, but saw a horrible scene.

He saw with his own eyes that Jiang Zheng was knocked down by a big truck and a bus, and he was crushed into a meatloaf.

The scene was too bloody, and Mo Yu was dumbfounded, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, his black eyes were constricted, his hands and feet were cold and even trembling.

He wasn't frightened by the car accident, but just now, a man in black smiled strangely at him.

It's not strange for strangers to smile at him on the street, but what Mo Yu was afraid of was that the man appeared suddenly, silently and out of thin air!

And the passers-by next to him didn't seem to notice the man's existence, so they walked straight through the man!

Mo Yu was so frightened that his heart beat faster, and his conditioned legs softened.

The author has something to say:

I read a book today, and I have a deep understanding of a passage: For a long time, my life seemed to be about to start, the real life, but there were always some obstacles blocking it, some things had to be solved first, some work There is still work to be done, time seems to be enough, there is still a debt to pay, and then life will begin, and finally I understand that these obstacles, are my life.

Share with you, my feelings. (=^▽^=)