My very cool daughter-in-law

The dewy wind blew against his face, but Sheng Xun was stunned by the refreshing coolness.

He thought belatedly, as if he hadn't asked the ghost's name since he learned that there was such a ghost following him.

Why did he forget to ask?

It is acquiesced that this kind of objects who are very profound at first glance generally have "high personality", and they are the type who will not disclose their names casually.

... Or was he blinded by the unreasonable sense of familiarity, subconsciously thinking that he should already know what the other person's name is, so there is no need to ask again?

Two guesses popped into my mind at the same time, and the latter one was extraordinarily unreasonable and inexplicable.

Sheng Xun quickly broke them up, and he picked up the question he should have asked: "You're right, I don't even know why I forgot about it. What should I call you?"

The matter of the name was brought up by the ghost. He should be quite concerned about this matter, otherwise he would not have asked Sheng Xun in a roundabout way.

Sheng Xun was ready to listen to the other party's surname and name, and he thought that when he got the other party's name, he could look up the other party's name later to see if the other party who had been following him had any unfinished regrets. Help to find clues for the other party to stay in the world so far...

Sheng Xun finished thinking about this series in his mind, and he found that he hadn't waited for the ghost to talk.

Looking at it again, the ghost with the face of a young boy is holding the packaging of the milk tea straw, as if he is not familiar with this kind of long plastic bag, and he is thinking about where to open this thing.

Sheng Xun: "...I'll help you."

The ghost quickly handed him the straw.

Sheng Xun not only helped someone remove the individual packaging of the straw, but when he handed the straw back, he watched for a moment the expressionless left-hand straw and the right-hand milk tea cup carefully scrutinized and carefully tested.

He silently drew the straw back again, told the ghost to hold the milk tea cup, and then helped the other party who didn't seem to know how to operate it to plug in the straw.

"Okay." Sheng Xun said when he withdrew his hand, feeling a bit like he was taking a child.

He took care to note down the two points that the ghost was "unfamiliar with straws" and "can't open a plastic-packed drink by himself". He couldn't tell whether the ghost had never seen such a thing or had been a ghost for too long and forgot these little things.

If it is the former, then the era in which the other party lived really needs to be considered.

If it's the latter...then the death of the other party may have been far longer than he had guessed at first.

The ghost didn't notice what was going on in Sheng Xun's mind. It only took the milk tea that was finally manipulated, and then stared at it with a scrutinizing gaze before slowly bringing the straw to its lips. Tried to take a breath.

Sheng Xun didn't notice whether the milk tea in the online celebrity shop was pleasing to ghosts or not. He watched from the side and felt that this scene was a bit weird and cute.

There's something funny about the expressionless ghost sipping pearls.

"Mind if I ask a question?" Sheng Xun couldn't help but ask.

The young ghost held an immobile and indifferent face, held the end of the straw in his mouth, and looked over his eyes, probably saying: You ask.

So Sheng Xun ordered his milk tea cup in the air: "The first question is-for you, what does it feel like to eat these foods? Is it still the same as ordinary people?"

In fact, Sheng Xun originally wanted to ask, could it be that ghosts still have a digestive system?But seeing that the other party is not even proficient in the operation of milk tea, he is worried that if he really asks this question, the other party will directly ask what is the digestive system.

He made his questions as explicit and specific as possible.

Still biting the straw, the ghost slowly sucked away a pearl, before replying: "It's the same feeling as a living person eating, except that after eating, they will directly turn into energy, not like having a spleen when alive." gastrointestinal circulation."

Sheng Xun's questions that he didn't ask were also answered. He rubbed the tip of his nose, and suddenly felt that he seemed to underestimate the other party's knowledge reserves.

The ghost was still waiting for the next question, the milk tea cup was sipped loudly, which made him frown.

He seems to be a very particular person when eating, and he is very careful not to make a sound while eating.

Hearing that he made a movement, the straw that had been bitten for a long time was finally let go, and the ghost held the remaining half cup of milk tea and asked: "Your next question?"

Sheng Xun glanced at the flat mouth of the straw, thinking that this person would bite the straw.

Pulling back his distracted mind for a short time, he met the ghost's eyes and suddenly smiled: "The second question is still related to milk tea." Sheng Xun said, "I want to ask you, why didn't you say today that I would Dispel the dead air on the items, and let me connect the straw and help insert the cup?"

Before sending Tao Ying away last night, Sheng Xun wanted to take the milk tea from the ghost and pass it to Tao Ying. He still remembered what the other party said when he avoided him.

But today, just now, the ghost followed him to take the straw and unpack it, and he was content to drink the milk tea that he helped insert the straw. It didn't look like there was any problem.

Sheng Xun didn't know if other ghosts could blink, but anyway, the ghost in front of him blinked slowly.

"You can dispel the dead energy, but it's not a problem for me. I can cover my own power back at any time." The ghost replied in this way.

Until he said this, his explanation sounded well-founded-because senior sister Tao is obviously not as strong as him, and cannot touch the items that Sheng Xun has cleaned up.

Sheng Xun was about to nod humbly and receptively, and felt that although the ghost who had been with him for a long time always looked cold, he seemed to be unexpectedly considerate in details.

Unexpectedly, there is another sentence from the ghost: "—so I will give it to her directly, without any trouble."

Sheng Xun: "..."

The focus of co-authoring was originally out of trouble.

The image of "cold face and warm heart" silently constructed in his mind stopped, and Sheng Xun chose between one-click withdrawal and temporary retention of the project for a moment, and finally chose the latter.

He vaguely glimpsed a little temper belonging to the ghost. Next, he was probably very interested in his ability to touch objects. When the ghost and Sheng Xun were alone, they would become more talkative. On the way back to Xiangzhang Court, Convenience continues to tell Sheng Xun that although the other party cannot directly contact him, Jin Guang will form a barrier when the other party actually encounters Sheng Xun's body, but probably because the ghost following Sheng Xun is not an ordinary ghost, he is very strong , so even if he is blocked by the golden light, he will not be injured.

He can cover any lifeless object with his own power. As long as he uses his own power as a medium, he can move furniture, organize Sheng Xun's littered clothes, pick up a broom and mop to clean up the house and do more. Many things and so on.

It's just that we can't light a fire and cook for the time being.

Because the power of ghosts is deadly, fruits, vegetables, and fresh meat are all "creatures" that still have vitality. When he touches them with his hands, they will quickly suck the vitality of the ingredients, causing them to quickly rot and turn into "creatures". "Dead food".

Sheng Xun was full of amazement when he heard the ghost talk about how his power worked.

When the ghost went on to talk about what he did with this ability to touch objects, Sheng Xun's expression was okay at first, but after listening, he found that the other party's ability was used in circles around him. gradually subtle.

When the ghost mentioned that he just couldn't cook, there was still a hint of regret in his tone, as if he was quite worried about this rare housework that he couldn't do, and when he was looking for a breakthrough, Sheng Xun had already entered the unit building , he had to put his hand on the railing of the hall to keep himself from stumbling.

He almost tripped over the threshold of his unit.

"Be careful." The ghost stretched out his hand and made a supporting gesture. He didn't realize that he made human beings so complicated that they walked in a daze. Go back and have a good rest, and I'll start tidying up after you fall asleep, so I won't wake you up."

"..." Sheng Xun stood up straight again, he was so complicated that he was at a loss for words, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "You are like this... I will be very flattered."

Because he doesn't even know the other party very well, and he doesn't know what kind of virtue he is, how can he be so dedicated to the other party.

The ghost gave him a strange look and asked, "Why? I didn't suddenly become nice to you either."

Sheng Xun moved the corner of his mouth, and felt that he was almost smiling bitterly: "No, I think by the standards of ordinary people, you are really kind to me."

"Hmm." The ghost just responded, looking genuinely confused, he said, "But I've always been doing the same thing."

After thinking about it, he added, "It's just that you couldn't see the past."

Sheng Xun found that he suddenly owed the phrase "you can't see".

He suddenly remembered that even if they hadn't moved before, they lived in the dormitory. Their dormitory has always been regarded as the "wonderful work" in the men's dormitory. It is a rare dormitory for boys that is basically clean all year round.For a long time, the people in the dormitory thought that they had met a diligent roommate, but the other party was unwilling to stand up and receive credit. The spirit of selfless dedication moved the heavens and moved everyone to start cleaning spontaneously. , Maintain the environment of the bedroom.

The city's summer rainstorms and sun exposure alternate, and occasionally when the weather changes suddenly, the clothes hanging on the balcony or the quilt spread on the roof are too late to collect. Sheng Xun has made preparations several times to clean up the mess after class.But every time he missed the weather forecast and was about to go back for "rescue", he would find that all his things had returned to their places, and sometimes they were thoughtfully classified into categories.

"... Was it always you before?" Sheng Xun asked after a while.

He knew he was asking what he knew.

The ghost nodded obediently, and said: "When there are many people, I can't be too obvious, and there is not much I can do."

"..." Sheng Xun didn't make a sound.

This time there was no "impulse from unknown origin", Sheng Xun knew very well that he really wanted to raise his hand and touch the hair of the person in front of him.

They had already arrived at the door of Sheng Xun's house, and the ghost waited quietly for Sheng Xun to open the door. He saw Sheng Xun take out the key, but the other party's hand did not reach out to the door lock, but handed it to him.

Ghost:?

He tilted his head slightly, and subconsciously made a gesture of raising his hand to hold the key, thinking that Sheng Xun wanted to see if ghosts could open people's doors with keys.

But the key with a big white bear pendant quickly passed the ghost's outstretched hand, and he felt that it fell on the top of his head, and his hair was lightly touched by the rubber pendant.

"Replace it with this first." Sheng Xun said, who suddenly brushed his hair with the key pendant.

The ghost didn't understand what the human beings were talking about replacing, and what they were replacing. He looked at Sheng Xun inexplicably.

Sheng Xun took the key back, and then stretched out his hand to open the door.

When he handed the milk tea to the other party before, Sheng Xun discovered that he and the ghost seemed to be able to reach indirect contact through a static dead object.

But he wasn't going to explain his behavior, and he thought it was a bit weird to explain.

He only immediately found a new topic when he entered the door, and asked: "Speaking of which, where is your name?"

Starting from helping each other put in milk tea, the topic went off track all the way, until they both returned home, but the initial question has not been answered yet.

The ghost didn't ask about Sheng Xun's strangeness before, he followed behind into the room, and seemed to think for a moment before replying, "I actually don't remember clearly."

Sheng Xun didn't expect the answer to be like this.

"Then you took the initiative to mention that I haven't asked your name before?" He was taking off his shirt that had been worn for two days, but he stopped when he heard the sound, and looked towards the ghost.

Sheng Xunxin said: You don't just feel the need to go through such a process, do you?

He actually said, "Just a little bit, as long as you have any clues you can remember, we can follow down."

The ghost thought for a while, until Sheng Xun, who stopped in the middle of the movement, completely unbuttoned the shirt.

His eyes fell on Sheng Xun before he finally said a word.

"Autumn," said the ghost, "I remember the word 'Autumn'. It may or may not be part of my name, but I remember it being important."

There is a traditional style wall calendar in the living room, which is also left by the old landlord.

Sheng Xun was thinking about how to call a single word, but when he heard the other party say "autumn" is very important, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the wall calendar, and said casually: "If you really have autumn in your name, then there is still love between us." A little coincidence."

The ghost who has not been decided whether to be called "Qiu x" or "x Qiu" quietly looked at Sheng Xun, showing a little doubt with the movement of tilting his head.

Sheng Xun walked over to the calendar, turned a page backwards, and circled a date on the calendar.

Sheng Xun's family is used to remembering his birthday on the lunar calendar. He was born on the eighteenth day of the sixth lunar month, which coincides with the beginning of autumn.

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