My very cool daughter-in-law

It was very late when Sheng Xun came back, but at this hour, the neighborhood was far from being completely silent.

Although Xiangzhangting is an old community, it is close to the university and located in the center of the university town, so the residents are very dense, not as deserted as other old communities.Whether it is a working day or a rest day, there will always be pedestrians who come home late in the middle of the night, and the bicycle sheds and battery sheds downstairs in the unit are always fully parked. In the community, there is an army of people walking around, walking dogs and children until after nine o'clock every night. , the team will gradually begin to downsize, and it will be at least ten o'clock before the hustle and bustle outside will completely subside.

Residents who scattered and returned home went back behind the lit windows one after another, and the night was left to the stray cats and dogs who started gathering quietly when the humans dispersed.

Now it's Ji Xia's last tail, and the last cicadas are participating in the gathering of cats and dogs at night.

And in the unique "Night Chorus" at the end of this summer season, there are clearly many other voices in Sheng Xun's ears.

There is a battery carport very close to his apartment building. I don’t know who passed the carport just now, and triggered the anti-theft alarms of some cars in a row. There was a loud noise in the carport, and the sound came directly from the downstairs. Passed it upstairs, and followed the night wind unscrupulously into the open window of Sheng Xun's house——

But he heard nothing.

The outside world seems to be far away for the time being, and even the movement of other places in my house is temporarily ignored.

Sheng Xun was still in a daze in front of Xiao Qiu, looking at the ghost who paused in the same movement and would only look up at him.

The senses of the whole body seem to be concentrated in one point.

He thought vaguely: It turns out that the ghost's skin is not stiff, and it doesn't feel the so-called "cold and dead air" when touched.

It's just a little cold.

Then Sheng Xun's thoughts floating in mid-air went around for a long time. He pushed back the whole logic of his thinking starting from "a little cool", and the most obvious cause and party finally fell into his mind——

He met Xiaoqiu.

"You..." Can you touch me?

Sheng Xun finally stopped his daze and regained his senses. This was the first sentence he subconsciously wanted to say.

However, it was not finished.

Because Xiaoqiu's reaction was slower than his.Sheng Xun came back to his senses, but the ghost was still in a daze.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Xiaoqiu's finger that wanted to touch his lower lip was still habitually stretched forward, and his cold fingertips immediately slid forward following the word "you", so that Sheng Xun had to rush forward again. Cutting off the voice, he first instinctively raised his hand to grab Xiao Qiu's wrist, and let the opponent's hand stay in the air again.

Xiao Qiu blinked slowly, and he tilted his head.

The contact area between the palm and the wrist is much larger than that between the fingertips and the lips, and the touch feels more real and vivid.

"...I bumped into you?" Xiao Qiu asked, but it was a question.

As if the tactile sensation he personally experienced was not enough for him to be sure, he had to consult someone again before he was convinced that "touched" was a real thing.

Sheng Xun was first said by Xiao Qiu what he wanted to say just now, and he looked down at the wrist he was holding.

"Yes." He replied, and in order to increase his credibility, he gently squeezed that wrist, "I touched it...you are a little cold."

Sheng Xun didn't pay attention, and said the thoughts he had just been wandering around.

He was feeling bad, because he wasn't sure if it would be impolite to say that someone was a ghost.

Xiaoqiu turned the held wrist in his hand, the protruding wrist bone pressed against his palm lightly.

"Yeah." Xiaoqiu said in response, "You're a little hot."

It was a scene of Sheng Xun and it had to be recalled afterwards to realize that it was both weird and somewhat funny.

There is no need to elaborate on the reaction of ordinary people when they see a ghost. Anyway, it is nothing more than shock, panic and panic.

Ordinary people already react so strongly just by seeing ghosts, if not only seeing them, but also actually being touched by ghosts, and having close and direct contact with ghosts, the situation will be even more tragic.

It's a trivial thing to yell in shock and run away in a panic, or it's a trivial matter to be frightened and fainted.

The golden light suddenly no longer has any effect on Xiao Qiu, and there is no separation between a person and a ghost. The nature of this matter should be equivalent to suddenly removing the protective net when watching a beast.

But Sheng Xun is not an ordinary person.

Not only was he not afraid or panicked, but his curiosity was unprecedentedly inflated, and Xiaoqiu, who was full of curiosity even though he didn't show it on the surface, and who was showing it with actions... touched each other for a long time.

Sheng Xun's hand didn't stay on Xiao Qiu's wrist all the time, as if he was observing a new creature he had seen for the first time in his life, he carefully pressed Xiao Qiu's wrist bone with his fingertips, then continued to grope upwards, and landed on the ghost's shoulder. Then paste it on the side of the other party's neck that is crooked.

Xiao Qiu obediently let him touch her, her movements were more unambiguous than his.

The ghost directly took off his flexible left hand again, so that he could split into two groups, let the left and right hands "separate action" as if he had never seen anyone again alive and after death, and moved around Sheng Xun. enough.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time." Sheng Xun leaned against Xiaoqiu's right neck, and under the trend of curiosity, he also remembered some questions that had troubled him for many years, and said, "This question has been around since the first time I read supernatural subjects. I have been thinking about it for so many years—why does the skin on the neck of a ghost not wrinkle at all after twisting its neck 180 degrees, how can it tilt its head casually without neck lines?”

It can be seen from this that Sheng Xun's thinking, which is not ordinary, is also extremely unusual.

Ordinary people watch horror movies just to find excitement and fright, but he can actually do observation subjects in horror movies, to carefully observe the skin lines on the neck of ghosts.

One of Xiaoqiu's hands was on Sheng Xun's back, and the other was on Sheng Xun's left arm.

In order to cooperate with people wanting to touch his neck, he kept tilting his head to the left. After hearing Sheng Xun's question, he seemed to have thought about it seriously.

Then he told Sheng Xun honestly: "I don't know."

Even ghosts never thought that people would have such strange problems.

But Xiaoqiu is really a conniving ghost of Sheng Xun. After he finished answering, his whole head suddenly turned straight to the left and continued to fold down, and the joints of the leading belt "clicked".

"I'll twist it now." Xiao Qiu said, turning her neck, "Don't take your hands away, touch it and see the change."

Sheng Xun was just out of curiosity for a moment, and the shock of him and Xiao Qiu being able to encounter this incident was still there, which made his whole behavior and thinking at this moment unavoidably confused.

The "click" sound of Xiaoqiu's joint being twisted was like a good prescription for refreshing himself, making Sheng Xun instantly realize that he had said the wrong thing.

"Don't, don't, don't." He hurriedly held the ghost's head with both hands, wanting to help Xiaoqiu get back to the right, but he didn't dare to move casually, so he had to block his hands there first, "Come back soon—does it hurt?"

He didn't even realize that he asked an unnecessary question.

He held Xiao Qiu's head in his hands, his palms pressed against Xiao Qiu's ears, and his fingers hurriedly pressed the ghost's ears that were two points paler and more transparent than his skin color.

"It doesn't hurt." Xiaoqiu said in relief, but kept the posture, as if she wanted to hold this movement for a few more seconds.

After a while, the ghost slowly turned its head back.

"It really doesn't hurt." Xiao Qiu touched the back of Sheng Xun's hand again.

The feeling of being able to easily touch each other is really amazing. Before reaching out like this, whether it was Xiao Qiu who wanted to pat the back of Sheng Xun's hand, or Sheng Xun who just rushed directly to the ghost's head, their movements would be blocked by the golden light barrier , and then can only put down the hand touching the air, and then use words and expressions to remind and urge the other party to do something.

After touching becomes a normal thing, words and expressions seem to suddenly become thinner.

Even for such a simple sentence as emphasizing that it doesn't hurt, the ghost has to touch the back of the person's hand again, as if an additional movement is necessary to convey peace of mind.

"That's good."

Sheng Xun had already let go of the hand that was holding Xiao Qiu's head, and he later realized that it was a bit redundant to ask the ghost if it would hurt, and it was not the first time that Xiao Qiu turned her neck like an owl in front of him.

But Sheng Xun couldn't tell why—maybe it's because the situation is different today, and he can only look at it very differently when he meets him.

It may also be because unknowingly, he and Xiaoqiu have been together for so long, and people will gradually have different feelings for things that have been together for a long time.

Anyway, today he was very concerned about the feelings of ghosts and monsters, even seeing a small action that he hadn't seen less in the past was a little startled.

"Next time if I say something whimsical again, just refute me." Sheng Xun's gaze was still lingering on Xiaoqiu's neck. He was not at ease, and told Xiaoqiu again, "Don't try to cooperate with me in everything. Look, this is too used to me."

The last half sentence was half serious and half joking.

Judging from Xiaoqiu's posture of "turning the owl's head" because of this disagreement, Sheng Xun thinks it's not an exaggeration to say that the other party is used to him.

Without the barrier, Xiao Qiu can stand closer to Sheng Xun in a generous way.

At a closer distance, the height difference between them suddenly became more obvious than before.

"It's okay." Xiao Qiu raised his head, and he said seriously first.

There was a cool object climbing on Sheng Xun's back, it ran from the middle of Sheng Xun's back all the way to the shoulders and neck, and then went around the broad shoulders - the path was seven times the same as when Sheng Xun was groping the side of Xiaoqiu's neck before. Eight points are similar.

That was Xiaoqiu's left hand that "separated action" from her body.

It ran all the way, and the final destination was Sheng Xun's face.

Xiaoqiu touched Sheng Xun's cheek again with this flexible left hand. He seemed to strictly follow the rule of "one comfort and one touch", and after touching someone, he said again: "I am not spoiling you, I cooperate with you." , just because I want to."

After speaking, as if he felt that the reason he was looking for was not enough, Xiao Qiu also lifted his forearm that was separated from his left hand, and the pale broken wrist and the left hand that was still on Sheng Xun were seamlessly connected under the eyes of human beings.

"It makes me happy to let you see what you want to see."

Xiaoqiu said after receiving the hand, and then touched her cold hand to Sheng Xun again.

Sheng Xun once again witnessed the inhumanity of ghosts at close range, but the connection between broken wrists and treachery did not make him evade or give in.

He just lowered his eyes and glanced at the well-joined place - the seam was completely invisible there.

What exactly happened here and how did it break?

Sheng Xun thought, but this question is not suitable for asking right now.

At that moment, he only raised his hand suddenly, and rubbed the ghost's hair which was close at hand.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time." Sheng Xun said in Xiaoqiu's dazed eyes, and he smiled, "I was thinking about it when I held your head just now, but I was afraid that rubbing your hair directly at that time would make it look like a mess." Weird."

And this will be different.

The ghost himself just said something nasty, so that person should be able to ruffle the ghost's hair confidently.

The author has something to say: Dr. Sheng, a contemporary ghost documentary observer, recorded his first day of observation——

[Question 1: Why does the ghost have no neck creases after the neck is twisted 180 degrees, and there are no neck lines when the neck is rotated like an owl? 】

[Record: The scholar is too selfish. After judging that the ghost twisted its neck, it would also use the cervical spine and make a realistic sound of the cervical spine breaking. The scholar is more concerned about the ghost itself than the search results. He believes that the value of this question is far from It is not as valuable as the ghost itself, so this stage of exploration ends here. 】

【Specially approved by the observed ghost: "It's okay, I am willing. Or I will find another little ghost for you next time."】