My dead ghost husband is still alive

During the period when Zhong Lin went out to eat, Zhou Jing calmed down and concentrated on his studies.

In his mind, the importance of the college entrance examination occupies half of his life, so he can temporarily abandon all disturbing emotions and enter the state of learning.

I have to say that Zhong Lin's indoctrination method is very unique, and Zhou An was very surprised by the shocking effect.

He took a deep breath and was a little tired, but he had to concentrate on studying.

"Click." With a sound, the door of the room was suddenly opened, startling Zhou An who was studying like a frightened bird.

"So scared?" Zhong Lin saw the terrified eyes, leaned against the door and said, "Then you still have the guts to count me?" Still indifferent tone, there was a trace of imperceptible anger.

"..." Zhou An held the pen, let out a sigh of relief, and then looked back at him: "You still think I'm counting you?"

The still red and swollen eyes couldn't be more painful than Zhong Lin's, and he was also suffering in his heart.

Faced with the current situation, it is too complicated.

Many times I want to abandon everything and stop thinking about it, but I can't.

"Actually, you are just angry, thinking that I don't value you enough." Zhou An said: "What about you, do you value me?" He threw the pen: "You don't value me, I don't feel it, you treat me as you Is this what you want?"

Zhong Lin raised his chin and said, "I don't want to trust you anymore." He put on an attitude of being dead-hearted and invulnerable to anything.

"Heh..." Zhou An's smile was uglier than crying, thinking what the hell was going on: "You don't trust me, and I don't trust you, so why are we still together?"

He lay on the table and said sadly: "I want a positive relationship, I don't want this."

"You did it yourself." Zhong Lin looked at him from a distance, his voice was negligible, whether he was not sure himself, Zhou An was solely responsible.

"You big fool..." Zhou An cursed secretly, turned his sad face to the other side, and wiped his tears with his fingers.

He heard the sound of closing the door, and he was the only one left in this space.

When I calm down and get out of the suppressed atmosphere, I will start to think about everything that happened before, how did it happen?

There is nothing wrong with Zhong Lin being angry, what is terrible is that he decides to be like this from now on?

Thinking of the way he was treated before, Zhou An immediately felt terrified. He didn't want to be like this in the future.

The current Zhong Lin is too cold, he completely brought up his good side, and showed his fierce side in front of him to his heart's content.

This is a kind of punishment, and it is also a manifestation of his abandonment.

Zhou An is not a strong person, if he can't resist this kind of cruelty, he will be very sad.

Under extreme suppression, he may lose confidence in himself for a period of time.But this is not for the long term. He knows that he also has advantages, and he should plan as soon as possible to change the current suffocating state.

He got up and opened the door, a hair ball slipped in, it was Xiao Heitan.

I didn't have the energy to take care of it before, but now it seems that there is no serious problem.

It found its own cat's nest and got into it, seeming to be sleeping.

Zhou An wanted to go to the bathroom, and passed the living room. The young man was sitting at the dining table, holding a glass of drink, examining himself with his eyes.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhou An tried to communicate with him in a calm and gentle tone.

I could still feel it when I left, and that gaze followed closely, reminding me of a dark creature like a viper.

Zhou An sat on the toilet, took out his pocket phone to surf the Internet, and searched for keywords that he had never touched before.

During the 10 minutes in the bathroom, his heart was much more stable, because he already had a vague answer in his heart.

"Zhou An?" Standing outside the frosted glass door was a black figure, Zhong Lin who was everywhere.

He got up and washed his hands with water, and then found that Zhong Lin was everywhere in his home.The other party crazily invaded his life, even after returning to the sun, there was no change.

It's like there's only one thing left in life.

Jumping out of this role for a while, and looking at this relationship again, Zhou An has many discoveries.

"What are you thinking?" Zhong Lin asked casually, but he might not know it, and his aura was still aggressive.

But what Zhou An thought in his heart was, what is the psychology of people who like to ask this sentence?

"I'll send a message to ask when my mother will come back." One is the psychology of wanting to control the table, and the other is the psychology of extreme insecurity: "If she doesn't come back, you can go back tomorrow."

Zhou An left time for himself, seemingly trying to keep him.

"Yes." Zhong Lin said, put his hand on Zhou An's shoulder, and locked him by his side.

This kind of controlling behavior is always in the natural state, Zhou An sighed in his heart: "The refrigerator seems to be out of food, you go and buy some, I will continue to read."

As expected, he saw Zhong Lin's suspicious eyes: "What the hell are you planning?" He raised his eyebrows and warned, "Don't play tricks on me."

"No." Zhou An met his gaze: "Go, I'll go back and study."

Reaching out tentatively, he broke free from his confinement.

Seeing the approaching face of the other party, Zhou An closed his eyes reflexively: "..." But the kiss did not fall as expected.

Zhong Lin just stared at him for a while, then let go of him: "Be obedient, don't play tricks."

"I see." Zhou An na said, and slowly went back to the room.

He didn't know when Zhong Lin would go out, so he took out a brand new A3 sketchbook, a ruler, and drew tables on it.

Ten minutes later, Zhou An pursed his lips, glanced at the mobile phone on the table, hesitating in his heart.

After hesitating for three or four seconds, he picked it up and called Zhong Lin.The connection was quickly made over there, and the first sentence asked: "Zhou An? What's the matter?"

Zhou An debated and listened carefully, deliberately remained silent for a while, and did not speak.

"Zhou An?" Zhong Lin shouted, his voice lower than before: "Speak."

Sure enough, the reaction was the same as imagined. Zhou An secretly cheered himself up, and then said, "Where are you? The supermarket or the market, and you haven't come back for so long?"

Zhong Lin, who was far away in the supermarket, subconsciously raised his hand to check the time. It had only been more than ten minutes since he came out. Even if he had the ability to go back to the sky, he couldn't go back so quickly.

"Are you sure it's been a long time?" He followed Zhou An's train of thought.

"Well." Zhou An said over there: "Come back soon, I want to see you."

There is no time limit, but an expression of willingness to see how he does it.

Putting down the phone, Zhou An's heart was pounding, and the blood was flowing backwards all over his body.But there is another sense of excitement, like discovering a new continent.

When Zhong Lin returned home within 15 minutes, he was basically sure that his influence on Zhong Lin was no less than that of Zhong Lin on himself.

The young man came in and looked at him for a while, and got a message: "My mother won't be coming back tonight."

"Yeah." He closed the door, leaving room for Zhou An.

Zhou An assumed that he was in the kitchen right now, with a tall figure standing in front of the refrigerator, putting the purchased items into it one by one.Maybe he unbuttoned the cuff buttons halfway and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing a pair of arms that were fairer than others.

The faucet was turned on, the water jet poured into the inner pot, and the rice grains were washed back and forth between his fingers.

"..." Zhou An breathed a sigh of relief and continued to draw up the form.

After 10 minutes, he interrupted what he was doing and left the bedroom.

He came to the door of the kitchen and judged Zhong Lin's actions with his own eyes, what he was doing now.

Also let Zhong Lin know that he is obtaining information about his behavior.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Lin frowned slightly and asked, what he was doing was also interrupted.

Zhou An judged from his reaction that in his eyes, the two sides are still in a sensitive period, and his every move, every word, can actually cause a strong reaction, which is also an influence.

And he will feel sensitive for the sake.

If you think about it with your brain, it will be easy to understand.

"Let me see what you are doing." His eyes swept over everyone in the kitchen, including him: "Are you going to make mashed potatoes? I like to eat less sticky ones."

The results can be accepted after dinner.

Zhou An got a plate of mashed potatoes that were not completely crushed. They were moderately salty and had a good taste.

He didn't give any feedback in words, he just ate them all, showing a good appetite and a good mood.

Create an appearance of being happy with the other party, and then let the atmosphere follow this happiness, and at the same time let Zhong Lin follow his own emotions.

To be honest, I feel anxious every minute and every second, not so confident, Zhou An is too used to being passive.

It is very difficult to throw the field to him to control the field.

But the gifted party has an enviable comprehension ability. He has been forced to learn field control to discover the sweetness of field control, and now he is full of energy.

"I'm full." He put down the tableware in his hand and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

The gaze that suddenly raised his eyelids poured his own consciousness into the face of the young man opposite.

People who dare not look at others are either inferior or introverted.

Zhou An doesn't have such low self-esteem, but it is a fact that he is weak, talented, and his self-awareness is like a seedling, too immature to compete with society.

Also completely do not understand the rules of survival, and interpersonal communication.

If he defeats Zhong Lin, then he will definitely be invincible to anyone he faces in the future, the kind that makes one's eyes drop.

You may feel that this is a forced change, but everyone yearns for the strong and wants to be the strong.

The psychology of the weak is: whenever they encounter a powerful object, they will only guess how the other party oppresses them, and how miserable they are.

Strong or strong potential stocks: How can I survive under his hands, learn everything about him, and become a stronger person than him?

People get excited about many things in their life. What made Zhou An excited was the learning goals. Whenever he completed a phased goal, he was excited and confidently prepared for the next breakthrough.

Now there is another kind, the desire to grow: don’t waste a minute or a second, think carefully, reflect, examine yourself, how to work hard to achieve your goals, and how high you should stand to enjoy life.

Zhou An knows that whether a person has weight does not depend on his weight and net worth, but on the spiritual level, whether he is rich or poor.

Everyone's biggest bargaining chip is themselves, make good use of themselves.

Looking at the young man who packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen, Zhou Anchang let out a breath and sat on a chair to temporarily relax.

But my head was still spinning.

Even so, he did not forget to walk to the kitchen door to see what Zhong Lin was doing.

In other words, he knew what he was doing, but he had to confirm it again.And let the other party know that he is getting information.

This time, Zhong Lin just glanced at him and didn't ask any more questions.

After walking around for a while, Zhou An went to take a shower.

He found a set of pajamas that the other party could wear, and put it in the bathroom after he took a shower: "It's time for you to take a shower." Try to express it in affirmative sentences instead of "Do you want to take a shower?"

Zhong Lin nodded, his eyes were a little suspicious, but from this afternoon to night, he was surprisingly silent.

There is a wait-and-see attitude, an uncertain attitude.

Zhou An never used to think about what the other party's words and deeds represented and what they were feedbacking, but now he began to pay attention.

"Come here." He finally used this sentence to Zhong Lin, his voice almost lost its stability.

"What tricks are you playing?" said the damp young man, "It's useless for you to do anything, I advise you not to waste your efforts."

Zhou An didn't speak, and continued to wait for him.

Zhong Lin confronted him for a while, and finally walked over according to Zhou An's request, and was stuffed with a form.

The boy said: "This is the handwritten version. I will fill out a form for you, and I will send you an electronic version every day."

After reading the contents of the two lines of the table, Zhong Lin narrowed his eyes and continued to read silently, it was obvious that he liked to read.

"Here's a blank form, and you can fill it out for me after reading it." Zhou An put another blank form in front of him: "I'll send the blank electronic form to your phone later."

"Why did you do that?" Zhong Lin asked while holding Zhou An's form.

"If you don't want to read it, give it back to me." Zhou An reached out to grab it.

"Stop!" Zhong Lin turned around to avoid him, and carefully guarded the form so that he would not snatch it: "Okay, send me one every day."

"Send me one too." Zhou An stopped snatching and said, "Write it carefully, and don't be fake, otherwise you won't be able to see the real content."

"Hmm." Zhong Lin answered briskly, and continued to read Zhou An's long essay, which was actually a running account.

What kind of form is this?

In fact, it is a simple and rude diary, what you are doing at a certain time, what you are thinking, what mood you are in at the moment, etc., everything is detailed.

So Zhong Lin would not ask Zhou An why. He would write the report the next day. If he didn't write it, it would be disingenuous and untrue.

"Fill in quickly after reading." Zhou An took a gel pen and handed it to him.

Zhong Lin pulled out the chair and sat down, holding his wrist holding the pen, staring directly at each other: "You promise to be true? You won't lie to me?"

"I promise." Zhou An said, "From today onwards, I will never lie to you again."

After staring at each other for several minutes, the suspicious young man nodded, took out the pen in Zhou An's hand, and wrote at his desk.

"If you dare to play tricks, I will make you regret it." He did not forget to scare people with harsh words.

Zhou An was taken aback by the terrifying writing speed. He didn't need to think at all, he could remember what he was thinking and doing at any time, no matter how big or small it was.

If so, that's scary.

As for Zhong Lin's authenticity, Zhou An didn't doubt it. The other party was so conceited that he didn't want to tell any lies because it was unnecessary.

But Zhou An was still shocked that he was willing to fill out the form.