After being held wrongly, I walked to the peak of my life [Rebirth]

"Little Bei?!"

Ruan Licheng, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, was startled by his son's screams, and rushed over before he could put on his slippers.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Ruan Bei's eyes widened, he looked at the male ghost standing quietly in front of his desk, and then at his father, his face became even paler.

His father looked at him worriedly and nervously, turning a blind eye to the ghost not far away, but Ruan Bei couldn't pretend he didn't see it.

At this moment, Ruan's mother also came over, and the couple stood beside Ruan Bei, looking at him worriedly.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, he touched his face and patted his back, and asked him what was wrong.

Seeing that the male ghost's eyes fell on their family of three, Ruan Bei's pupils constricted and his heart beat like a drum.

He forced a smile: "Just, I saw a mouse just now, and it scared me."

"You child, that cry scared me."

Ruan Licheng patted him angrily, and asked, "Where did he go? Are you still in your room? If you're really scared, sleep in your sister's room tonight, and I'll sleep in your room to see if I can catch him."

As he spoke, he wanted to close the door of his room and push him to the next bedroom.

Ruan Bei was shocked, and fell to the spot: "... ran to the living room!"

"Close all the doors!"

Ruan's mother rushed to close the kitchen door, and Ruan's father wanted to close the door of Ruan Bei's room.

Ruan Bei glanced at the male ghost who had walked two steps, and grabbed his father: "Dad, I, I will go to the room and stay."

As he said that, he didn't wait for his father's reaction, and went into the bedroom and closed the door from the inside.

Ruan Bei's room was not very big. Once the door was closed, the distance between a person and a ghost was less than three meters.

His back was leaning against the door, his back was sweating, his hairs stood on end, his legs were so weak that he wanted to slip down.

Through the wooden door was the sound of his parents bluffing and looking for mice everywhere. The presence of his parents made Ruan Bei courageous. He shook his voice and begged in a low voice: "You, you let me go, if there is any offense , Your lord has a lot, please forgive me..."

The male ghost smiled politely and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, but you are the first person I met who could see me."

Ruan Bei: "..."

He pinched his fingers fiercely, telling you to be cheap, what kind of hands are you calling, call the ghost!

"Actually, I don't see it very clearly..." Ruan Bei hesitated, if he didn't know that he couldn't hide it, he wished he could pretend to be blind now.

The male ghost didn't answer, and looked at him quietly, with those deep and quiet eyes, Ruan Bei lost all his little thoughts.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Mr. Ghost, people and ghosts have different paths, I don't know why I can see you, or...or I will go buy some paper money and burn it for you tomorrow?"

The male ghost was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't want money, but I hope you can do me a favor."

Ruan Bei was reluctant in every way, he really didn't want to deal with ghosts, God knew this was what he was most afraid of, he would rather sleep with a snake in his arms than have anything to do with a ghost!

It was hard enough for him to rush into the room just now with the mentality of protecting his parents and sharing the same room with ghosts.

The male ghost seemed to see his reluctance, his eyes flickered, and instead of relying on Ruan Bei's fear of ghosts to intimidate him, he suddenly introduced himself: "My name is Ran Yusheng."

Ruan Bei was at a loss: "... huh? How are you, Mr. Ran?"

Ran Yusheng smiled wryly, and patted his forehead. He didn't look frivolous when he made such unsteady movements, but he showed a bit of sincerity: "I'm too proud, Xiaobei... I heard your parents call you that." , can I just call it that first?"

Ruan Bei nodded: "You can do whatever you want."

He has a good attitude and his description is not scary. If he didn't know that he is a ghost, Ruan Bei would not be afraid by now.

"My situation is a long story. I said it myself. You probably won't be able to believe it. You might as well see it yourself."

"How... look?"

Ruan Bei pressed his back closer to the door, fearing that the ghost would lean over and show him his brain.

Ran Yusheng coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "You can search for my name."

Ruan Bei was so frightened that he was unresponsive: "Search? Where?"

Apart from being able to see ghosts, he doesn't have any supernatural powers. He doesn't know how to search for ghosts.

Ran Yusheng silently glanced at his mobile phone on the desk.

Ruan Bei: "..."

Ruan Bei laughed dryly, looked at the phone, but his feet were dawdling—Ran Yusheng was too close to his phone, and he didn't dare to go over.

Ran Yusheng saw his scruples, and walked away a few steps. Ruan Bei tremblingly walked over to get his mobile phone, and then quickly retreated to the previous position, with his back against the door, and his parents were outside the door.

Open the browser, search for his name according to what Ran Yusheng said, and a bunch of search results pop up in an instant. The first one is an entry belonging to Ran Yusheng's personal encyclopedia.

Ruan Bei looked at the photo, then at the ghost in front of him, and confirmed that it was the same person.

To have a separate encyclopedia entry, at least it must be some well-known figures in their respective fields.

He opened his mouth full of amazement, seeing the dazzling achievements and those important experiences that he didn't understand, which made Ruan Bei admire again and again.

Ruan Bei couldn't understand some professional terms. He scanned it and roughly knew that Mr. Ran was a bigwig in the field of financial investment from a humble beginning, with personal assets of tens of billions.

before death.

Died in a car accident a month ago.

Ruan Bei: emmmmm

His thoughts went astray in an instant, oh my god, is he going to be involved in some rich family's grievances?

This is too difficult for him, he can't even deal with the Lu family members, how can he get involved in this kind of thing.

Ran Yusheng's current achievements are inseparable from a pair of sharp eyes, whether it's looking at people or looking at data.

Although Ruan Bei lived a new life, he was not very old before his death in the previous life. He lived in a simple environment since he was a child. Even after a few years of experience in the Lu family, he was no match for a fine man like Ran Yusheng. idea.

"Mr. Ran, it's not that I don't help. Look at me. I'm just an ordinary high school student. I'm still a child. I really can't..."

Ran Yusheng was amused: "You think too much, my car accident was really just an accident."

Ruan Bei: "...so what can I do for you?"

Ran Yusheng quickly suppressed his smile, remained silent for a while, and said softly, "Write a love letter for me."

"what?"

Ruan Bei thought he had heard it wrong: "Are you asking me to write a love letter? Just the love letter sent with paper?"

"Yes, the love letter sent in paper."

Ran Yusheng was moved by Ruan Bei's description, and murmured, "I promised to write to her every year, but I'm afraid it won't be possible."

Only then did Ruan Bei confirm that the financial tycoon's last wish had nothing to do with work and career hatred, it was a debt of love.

If he just sent a love letter, he felt that he could solve the problem so simply, and he was so happy.

So impatiently said: "Yes, I can write it now and send it to you tomorrow."

Then stop following me QAQ

Ran Yusheng hesitated for a moment, seemed to want to say something, but didn't say anything, moved away from the seat in front of the desk: "Then I will trouble you."

Ruan Bei waved his hands again and again: "No trouble, no trouble, it's easy."

He didn't dare to say if it was troublesome, and he could send this ghost away quickly, so he really didn't find it troublesome to write a letter.

His thoughts were so easy to guess, Ran Yusheng felt narrowed, and deliberately said: "Would you please write dozens more letters?"

Ruan Bei: "..."

He slapped himself hard in his heart, making you owe!

"Actually, there is a little trouble..."

Ruan Beishun shivered on the spot, afraid that he would piss off the ghost by going back on his word. Although he looked easy to talk to, he was a ghost!

Ran Yusheng almost laughed out loud, this kid is really a bit silly, but he is so cute.

He has no children. If he had children, he would probably be this old.

The handsome and handsome young man huddled pitifully by the door, looking at him with a pair of spiritual black eyes in fear and begging, Ran Yusheng felt melancholy.

He never regretted not having a child before, and he didn't care if his wife didn't want to have one, and he didn't want multiple children to divide his wife's attention and love.

But the two met for the first time, and he left his beloved wife halfway. Although he didn't want it, he broke his promise and left his wife alone.

If he had been tougher to have a child at the beginning, he would have been able to protect his wife a bit, and have more people to accompany her.

"It's okay, I'm just kidding you."

Ran Yusheng softened his brows and eyes. After deliberately restraining the aura of a superior, he showed a bit of amiability because of his outstanding appearance.

Ruan Bei's eyes widened, he was trying to scare him on purpose!

Exceed points!

But dare not be angry...

He walked to the desk timidly, took out a pen and paper, did not dare to look at Ran Yusheng who was standing not far from him, and lowered his head and said, "Tell me, I will write. I will buy some better letter paper tomorrow and copy it with a pen." Send it again."

Although he was in a hurry to send the ghost away, Ruan Bei still wanted to do a good job after agreeing to others.

He set his posture and waited for Ran Yusheng to speak, but Ran Yusheng was silent for a long time.

Ruan Bei peeked timidly from the side, while Ran Yusheng stood aside with a dazed expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ruan Bei didn't dare to disturb him, and he didn't dare to urge him. He fiddled with the gel pen in his hand and secretly glanced at Ran Yusheng from time to time, hoping that he would think about it earlier, and that his parents would be urging him to sleep later.

After a while, when Ruan Bei peeked at him again, Ran Yusheng finally had a reaction: "Sorry, I...I haven't thought about it yet..."

He began to write love letters to his wife since he met her. When he was young, he wrote a lot, sometimes several letters a month, and the first letter was not received yet, and the latter letter was sent out.

At that time, my wife was still an innocent and rich young lady. Where her father wanted to keep important things, the father-in-law got a few safes for his precious daughter.

Ran Yusheng still remembers the first time his wife took him to the house and saw the row of safes filled with love letters, the young self was dumbfounded and secretly moved.

Later, he finally married the eldest lady, no matter what the original purpose was, he felt that he should not bully this silly girl.

She liked the love letters he wrote, so he continued to write them. He wrote them for many years until he didn't know when he had already put his young lady at the top of his heart.

As I get older, I don't write so much, it's not that I don't love it, it's that they have a lot of words and they look at each other, and they have a tacit understanding.

Happy or unhappy, I usually finish talking.

Just one letter per year, like a ceremony and a surprise.

In fact, he has been thinking about this year's love letter a long time ago, and he has already thought about the content.

However, it cannot be written like this.

He originally planned to tell his wife in the letter that he had built a new plum garden and invited her to enjoy the plum blossoms in winter, but now he can't.

Besides, this may be the last love letter. He has too much to say, but he doesn't know what to say specifically. He always feels that what he says is not satisfactory, and he can't put it down.

The author has something to say:

It was probably a story about a capable Phoenix man coaxing his heart out of him.