My very cool daughter-in-law

Lin Lang left in an afternoon full of sweet-scented osmanthus, and Feng Qiang burst into tears again, but this time, she didn't draw the curtains again, nor closed the window that Lin Lang helped her open with great difficulty.

The sun shines on her, just like that person, she will never hide in the dark to find someone, and every time she thinks of him, she will embrace the light.

Sheng Xun was once mistaken by the girl for a character similar to "death executive" or "underworld spokesperson", but after she vented her emotions fiercely, she heard someone approaching, and then looked up and saw a A young and unfamiliar face.

She Fang felt that Sheng Xun had body temperature and heartbeat, and was a genuinely alive person.

"Thank you." Feng Qiang took the tissue Sheng Xun handed her in a hoarse voice.

The box in her hand was already empty, and she almost finished crying last night.

Lin Lang went to find Sheng Xun before leaving, and once again solemnly expressed his thanks to Sheng Xun.

Feng Qiang knew that the person in front of her was someone she could trust. She had just experienced great joy and sorrow, and temporarily lost some of her usual reservedness. in front of people.

On the contrary, it was because Sheng Xun was familiar with Lin Lang and knew their stories.

In front of this person who understands everything, Feng Qiang will feel that her grief is more understandable if she reveals her sadness and honesty.

Sheng Xun didn't say anything to her, but quietly accompanied the girl to pass the inevitable sob period after crying.

After a long while, Feng Qiang came to her senses, and told Sheng Xun: "I thought before, that you would come in with a chronograph pocket watch or other timekeeping tools like a character in a film and television movie, and then announce that the time is up, Lang Brother has to go, and then he can't help but take him away."

The girl's voice was still hoarse when she said these words, and she didn't have to find a topic to talk to Sheng Xun.

It's just that after Lin Lang left, and there happened to be someone who knew what happened in front of her, she suddenly wanted to say something.

No reason, aimless.

Sheng Xun knew that what a person in this state needs is not small talk. The girl wants to talk, but she is actually calming down her turbulent emotions by talking.

Sheng Xun listened patiently and acted as a silent listener.

Finally, Feng Qiang, whose mood gradually stabilized, realized that this was not good. She took it for granted to hold back a stranger she didn't really know well.

"I'm sorry." Feng Qiang said after reacting, "I've delayed you for so long, and forced you to listen to what I said for a long time."

Couples who have been together for a long time always influence each other. Feng Qiang's tone of apology is also very similar to Lin Lang's. She especially likes to add modal particles at the end of sentences, and the ending sound is slightly raised.

She had been talking to Sheng Xun for so long, but the words were only around her and Lin Lang, she didn't ask what Sheng Xun did, nor did she explore Sheng Xun's origin.

Very polite and restrained curiosity.

Almost all the tissues Sheng Xun gave were drawn to the bottom again, the girl sighed with a red nose, and after apologizing, she showed that she was better.

Sheng Xun purposely sat with Feng Qiang for a while after Lin Lang left, in addition to being worried about the girl's state, and he was a volunteer in the nursing home for the past two days, and volunteers were responsible for taking care of the state of recuperating patients.

In fact, there was a third reason that prompted him to approach the girl.

"There was a well-meaning person who didn't want to be named who thought you should take this."

Sheng Xun handed a small object to Feng Qiang.

Feng Qiang didn't know why at first, but the thing was slender and smooth.She instinctively took it and looked down, only to find that it was a rope woven with red thread.

"If you have thoughts in your heart, you can wear it all the time." Sheng Xun said, "If one day you decide to go out, you can move on to the next stop, and you don't need to take or throw it away."

Staying where you are, the thoughts brought by the red string rope circle is a wish for those who are destined to meet again.

Choose to go forward, and it becomes a talisman.

Because what the person with the deepest affection hopes is for the other party to live well, instead of turning thoughts into a bondage.

The "kind-hearted person" who did not want to be named was Xiaoqiu.

Before Sheng Xun was about to come to see Feng Qiang's situation, Xiao Qiu suddenly pulled Sheng Xun lightly. Sheng Xun turned around and saw that the ghost was still holding his usual face that was not interested in foreign affairs. But when he moved his left hand, a loop of red thread appeared out of nowhere on the slender fingers, and it was hooking on the fingertips of the opponent's forward stretching.

"You take this with you too." Xiao Qiu said.

Sheng Xun knew that this section of the red line was for Feng Qiang.

He took the red thread loop from Xiaoqiu's hand, and carefully studied Xiaoqiu's expression.

Xiao Qiu seemed to be taken aback by him, and asked again: "What's wrong?"

"What are you looking at?" Xiaoqiu added her own question.

Sheng Xun saw that Xiaoqiu didn't want to explain anything about the red thread loop, nor did he intend to sign the little thing, so he put the loop in his coat pocket and smiled.

"I'm watching Lei Feng, a living ghost in the contemporary ghost world who tries to do good deeds without leaving a name, and wants to help others."

He said.

These words were a compliment to the ghost, and before Sheng Xun left, he touched Xiao Qiu's face.

As a result, there was something wrong with this sentence.

In Xiaoqiu's vocabulary, he didn't know what a "living Lei Feng" was at first, until Sheng Xun had already handed Feng Qiang a tissue, and the ghost who was often out of touch with the times in the knowledge base was still standing in the backlit corner of the corridor.He specially found an inconspicuous place, so that he could take out his mobile phone and look up unfamiliar words on the Internet. He also had to pay attention to the environment so that innocent passers-by would not see a mobile phone floating in this corner.

And secondly, although this is not the first time that Sheng Xun feels that Xiao Qiu's face is cold and warm, he feels that Xiao Qiu often has the same expressionless face, and can only discern emotions in subtleties.

But counting, this is the first time Sheng Xun directly called the ghost "cold face" in front of Xiao Qiu.

When Sheng Xun bid farewell to Feng Qiang and came back, the sun was already setting outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the corridor in the rest area of ​​the nursing home, and the golden-orange light spread all over the corridor.

He found the ghost at a remote corner, and found that Xiao Qiu was facing the dark glass of a fire cabinet.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are looking in a mirror.

"Xiaoqiu?" Sheng Xun walked behind the ghost and called out.

The ghost happened to be located in a backlit corner, and the cabinet storing fire safety supplies was not only made of dark blue glass, but also had the words "fire safety" written in bright red characters on it.

Xiao Qiu stood facing the cabinet, his pale face was reflected in the dark blue glass, which made him look white with blue in the glass.

And those bright red characters were pasted very well, just enough to block Xiaoqiu's facial features a lot.

At first glance, there is only a ghost with an invisible face reflected on the fire fighting supplies cabinet.

Looking carefully, another dark eye leaked out of a small gap in the word "use".

Coupled with the fact that it is dusk at this time, the legendary time of meeting the devil.

Xiaoqiu's environment, location and shape are perfect for horror and supernatural atmosphere!

...It's a pity that Sheng Xun's reaction was zero points in terms of horror.

Sheng Xun walked closer to Xiaoqiu, he raised his hand to the fire cabinet and snapped his fingers lightly: "Come back to your senses, let's go home."

The black eye leaking from the word "Yong" also helps people to better locate, so that as long as his hand is in front of the word "Yong", he can face the direction of Xiao Qiu's gaze.

Xiaoqiu's expression was obviously relaxed after hearing the finger snapping, and he seemed to have regained his composure.

Sheng Xun withdrew his hand: "What's so interesting about the fire cabinet?"

"It's not pretty." Xiaoqiu replied sternly.

Sheng Xun's hand was about to be inserted back into his coat pocket, but he never thought that a ghost claw could move faster than him.

Xiao Qiu grabbed his hand, and under Sheng Xun's doubts, dragged the man's hand back to her face.

"Is my face cold?" Xiao Qiu asked seriously.

"..." Sheng Xun was stunned for at least half a minute.

Half a minute later, his brain circuit was connected to the previous conversation, and he realized that Xiao Qiu's question was aimed at the "cold face".

Sheng Xun tried his best to look calmer, but the shaking of his shoulders still betrayed him.

"It's okay." It was hard for Sheng Xun not to smile, he simply felt that the posture at the moment was just right, and the ghost was so active, so he put his hand on the other's face again, and rubbed it with the back of his fingers Twice, "It's not as cold as when you insisted on lying under the quilt recently."

In the end it was a joke.

The joke part mainly lies in——

Sheng Xun just said this verbally, and didn't really mean to complain that Xiaoqiu was cold lying on the quilt.

And recently, people have been deeply impressed, that is, since they returned from the deserted village, the relationship between the two parties seems to have undergone some clear changes, which made the ghost who used to go honestly outside the quilt change his mind.

Now, Xiaoqiu will confidently follow Sheng Xun into bed every night after urging Sheng Xun to sleep.

Then considering that the temperature of ghosts is cool after all, Sheng Xun is still an ordinary person with flesh and blood no matter what, Xiaoqiu is still worried that Sheng Xun will be cold in order to prevent Sheng Xun from catching a cold.

He... bought an electric blanket online early in this autumn solar term.

At such a young age, Sheng Xun actually enjoyed the elderly-level warmth treatment in advance this autumn. When he returned home that day, he found that there was an extra electric blanket on the bed, and he was stunned.

"... an electric blanket?"

At that time, Sheng Xun was full of disbelief when he saw something that he had never used in his twenty years of life.

But the ghost who bought it took it for granted, and had already figured out how to use it before Sheng Xun went home.

Xiao Qiu happily told Sheng Xun: "Well, I'll use it for you."

"..." Sheng Xun looked at Xiaoqiu, and then at the electric blanket on the bed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two dolls piled up next to the bedroom door.

What can he say?

In the end, he had no choice but to say, "Also... OK."

In any case, this is also a concern of ghosts.

And Xiaoqiu bought such a thing that Sheng Xun had never thought of at home, in order to be able to lie down with Sheng Xun better.

Sheng Xun also remembered the first night after they returned from the deserted village.

I was really tired that day. The car left the mountain after driving through the mountain road, and it was impossible for people to have a good rest in the deserted village. Everyone in the team was exhausted after getting on the car. Even the car has to be driven by three people.

He arrived at the entrance of Xiangzhang Court late at night with his backpack on his back. The old man at the door of the community was a little surprised and asked him if he had gone on a trip, why did he come back at this o'clock, and he was still looking at the dust.

Sheng Xun exchanged pleasantries with the other party, and then he walked into the quiet neighborhood.

Wherever he passed, it seemed that every window had fallen asleep, except for the occasional meow or two from the grass.

When he walked downstairs to his house, Sheng Xun looked up and found that the balcony of his house was lit.

Just like the day I sent him out, Xiao Qiu waved at him from the balcony window.

Sheng Xun's heart suddenly settled down.

When going out late at night and returning home, someone left a light waiting.

Although "part of Xiaoqiu" is in the backpack behind him, there are also bears and Andy's tokens in the bag.

But at that moment, Sheng Xun's mood was still as if he hadn't seen them for a while, and there was a burst of tenderness in his chest.

He never expected that Xiao Qiu would give him a "surprise" in the middle of the night that night.

When Sheng Xun got home, he only did a simple wash and fell asleep. He felt terrible, but he was woken up by a rustling in the middle of the night, and he felt the coolness.

Opening his eyes in sleepiness, Sheng Xun's first move was to reach out and touch the surface of the bed outside his quilt.

——That was Xiaoqiu's fixed position before.

But he found nothing.

Xiaoqiu was not there, and there were no ghosts anywhere else on the bed.

what happened?

Sheng Xun stood up with a little confusion.

He was thinking about the middle of the night, Xiaoqiu was not in the room tonight, could it be that he went outside to pack something.

That is to say, he only needed to prop up his half body, and Sheng Xun then noticed that something seemed wrong with the quilt in front of him.

When a person lies in the quilt, the quilt usually has a bulging arc, which is a normal phenomenon.

But right now, the bulging arc of the quilt in front of Sheng Xun was obviously abnormal.

It's a bit overblown.

And what's even weirder is that this "bulge" seems to be waiting for people to notice.

Ever since Sheng Xun saw it, it was still slowly expanding.

Finally, the things inside pushed up the quilt, and the quilt was lifted from Sheng Xun's body.

A pale face was exposed inside, and he said to Sheng Xun with the quilt on, "I want to sleep on the quilt."

Sheng Xun: "..."

Sheng Xun said, "Xiaoqiu."

Xiaoqiu, who was wearing the quilt, said, "Huh?"

Sheng Xun took a deep breath, pulled the ghost out of the dark bed, and pulled back the lampshade beside the bed.

When Xiao Qiu was pulled out of the quilt, his hair was a little messy, and the warm light that immediately fell on the head of the bed illuminated his few strands of messy hair clearly.

Sheng Xun stretched out his hand to stroke his dull hair, and asked him: "Do you have a relative who lives in the East, who likes to get under the covers and meow like a cat when he has nothing to do, his name is Toshio?" (1*)

Xiao Qiu showed a confused look, apparently not knowing who this Junxiong was.

However, the ghost has a good explanation for his behavior of crawling under the bed in the middle of the night.

He later said to Sheng Xun: "I thought about it for a long time, and thought that with our current relationship, I should not continue to sleep outside the quilt, it is better to sleep under the quilt, so as not to appear ostentatious."

Xiaoqiu said this very seriously, the warm light of the bedside lamp reflected on his face, making his pale complexion look bloody.

Sheng Xun returned home in a state of fatigue, and was woken up in the middle of the night after sleeping halfway, but he didn't have any temper at all.

He looked at Xiao Qiu under the light for a while, and found that the dull hairs on the top of Xiao Qiu's head were so stubborn that he couldn't even stroke them with his hands.

Sheng Xun simply gave up and forcibly suppressed them.

He seemed to think it was amused, and instead used his fingertips to flick the few strands of hair.

"Okay." Sheng Xun said.

After playing with the ghost's hair, he moved a little further on the bed, pulled down the quilt that Xiao Qiu had thrown off, and motioned for the ghost to lie down too: "It's true that you can't appear separate, come on, let's go together."

Xiaoqiu didn't intend to disturb people in the middle of the night, but the ghost's thinking is sometimes so stubborn. He spent half the night outside the quilt thinking hard for this quilt.

He reached an agreement with others on his thoughts, and Xiao Qiu naturally happily returned to the quilt. This time, Sheng Xun slept smoothly until dawn.

It was only after Xiaoqiu woke up the next day that she slowly realized that she might have been a little noisy last night, and it also made Sheng Xun "chilly" sleep all night.

Then, there was that electric blanket.

"Why are you still laughing?"

When Xiaoqiu asked Sheng Xun this question, one person and one ghost had already left the nursing home, and he interrupted Sheng Xun's memories just right.

Sheng Xun squinted his eyes in the evening wind with the scent of osmanthus, feeling that the sunset in the sky was as red as a salted egg yolk.

"I remembered something after we came back." Sheng Xun said.

In the sunset, people's shadows are oblique, but ghosts have no shadows.

Xiaoqiu saw Sheng Xun's shadow being cast in front of him, so he was very careful to avoid the shadow of Sheng Xun and avoid stepping on the shadow like an old-fashioned taboo.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Qiu asked while walking around.

There was no one in the path ahead, Sheng Xun stretched out his hand to the side, grabbed the ghost who was about to snake away, and pulled him back to his side.

"Good thing," he said.

The author has something to say: Note 1:

In the classic clip of "The Grudge", Junxiong, a chinless little boy standing up under the bed, uttered a sharp cat meow.

[The hand of the author who played this movie trembles slightly]