About the ex-boyfriend who came back from the dead

"Brother, do you think I'm still alive?"

"speak English!"

"Qingfeng said that his ex-boyfriend died," Mu Zhilan was a little scared by his brother's yelling, and his hands danced in front of Jiang Zhiqiu, "I'm alive and well? Brother, look, I'll shake your hands for you!"

Mu Zhilan pressed his hands together, and before he could figure out a trick, his brother Jiang Zhiqiu grabbed his wrist.

Jiang Zhiqiu was having a headache because of a problem with the company's taxation system a few days ago: "Don't give me all these things every day. Besides, how can you guarantee that he is only your ex-boyfriend? So confident?"

Not to mention anything else, mentioning this Mu Zhilan is exciting, "Heh, I have good looks, good grades, and Qingfeng can't see men other than me..."

Jiang Zhiqiu didn't answer, sighed and shook his head, letting him play around with himself.

Seeing her brother ignoring her, Mu Zhilan could only continue to sit at the table and listen to Ji Qingfeng's live broadcast. Fans were still comforting Ji Qingfeng. He bought a cemetery, but the nearby cemeteries are too expensive, and the price is not low if the Feng Shui is better, so I can only afford the cemetery next to Paozhang Factory."

Ji Qingfeng looked at the bullet screen full of words to comfort him, and finally felt a little more comfortable, at least he still had fans to accompany him.

Just as Ji Qingfeng was thanking the fans, a rocket flew out from the lower right corner of the live broadcast room, with gaudy color bars, and sprinkled the entire screen.This rocket was given by the mediocre account 234942 just now. Ji Qingfeng had never received such a large amount of gifts, so the account 234942 directly jumped to the top of his gold master list.There is also a sentence written on the rocket: "How did you receive the news of his death?"

"Thank you for the rocket account number 234942," Ji Qingfeng thanked the benefactor while talking about what happened, "I received a call from the embassy, ​​saying that my ex-boyfriend died abroad due to an accident, and asked me to fetch him I was also asked to pay an extradition fee of 4 yuan."

As soon as these words came out, the barrage exploded.

[Qingfeng, you have been deceived! 】

[This is a scam, Qingfeng, how could the ashes of your ex-boyfriend come to you for disposal.Definitely look for his family first! 】

[Qingfeng, do you want to contact his family to confirm this matter, I always feel that someone is cheating you of money. 】

"But the situation in his family is a bit complicated..." Ji Qingfeng wanted to explain something, but the word "fraud" on the screen made him wonder if he had encountered a liar, "I don't know much about these things. Things, in case he really..."

Immediately afterwards, another rocket came out, which was still given by the account number 234942, "You can call the embassy and confirm with them whether there is such a situation before making a decision. But I think this situation you encountered, 100% a scam."

In fact, thinking about it calmly, Ji Qingfeng can also find that this matter is abnormal, but he and his ex-boyfriend have a very good relationship, and they separated because of their parents' opposition back then, so when they received the news of his death, they were all stupid.

"I'm just afraid that something might happen."

Mu Zhilan on the other side of the computer flashed another rocket, "Hug Qingfeng, nothing happens."

Because I am your cute, handsome and charming ex-boyfriend!

Ji Qingfeng let go, saying that he would call the embassy during working hours tomorrow to inquire about the situation.Only then did everyone notice that the account 234942 just now seemed to be chatting with Ji Qingfeng using Rocket!Really inhumane!

[Watching the oil guy in the front row, chatting with rocket 666]

[Congratulations to Qingfeng for having a local rich audience, but isn't this local rich's id a bit too plain?]

After being reminded by the bullet screen, the "mysterious gold master" Mu Zhilan remembered that he had just registered an account and ran over to watch Ji Qingfeng's live broadcast, without even changing his ID.

What kind of cool and handsome id should I choose that Ji Qingfeng can fall in love with at first sight?

Mu Zhilan scratched her head, looked up at her old-fashioned and serious brother, "Brother, what ID do you think Qingfeng can fall in love with me at a glance?"

As soon as Mu Zhilan asked this, he regretted it. Brother Jiang Zhiqiu’s Internet ID was either garbled, or it was "the past follows the wind", "the years are quiet", "free and easy", and Mu Zhilan laughed at the aunt who danced in the square. Trendier than my brother.

"You can choose whatever name Ji Qingfeng likes."

This is a good idea, and it is rare that the advice given by my brother has practical significance, so Mu Zhilan quickly changed his ID.

Seeing that his younger brother remained silent for a long time, his older brother Jiang Zhiqiu asked, "What ID did you get?"

"Qingfeng's husband is big and thick!"

As soon as this id was changed, the entire live broadcast room burst out laughing, and the screen was full of 【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha】.Ji Qingfeng himself was blushed by this id, and it took him a long time to say: "This id can actually pass the trial."

[The local tyrant really has an idea]

【Want to see Qingfengnian's ID】

Ji Qingfeng couldn't take it anymore, so he begged to change his name, "It's too shameful, can you change it to something a little more normal."

Mu Zhilan sent a bullet screen asking: "Doesn't Qingfeng like it?"

The question ran farther and farther in strange places, Ji Qingfeng was really afraid of him, and simply ignored the question.But as soon as he looked up and saw that the number one in the gold master list in the live broadcast room had this id, his face blushed, and he could only continue the live broadcast as if nothing happened.

When the clock struck eleven o'clock, Ji Qingfeng went down the broadcast, and Mu Zhilan reached out to turn off the computer according to the time agreed with the doctor.He has a very regular schedule. He washes up and goes to bed at eleven o'clock, and it's never too late. After washing up, he sleeps on the bed.He opened the window, covered his head with the quilt, and the cool breeze passed by, bringing the lonely dead sound of the whole city.

Jiang Zhiqiu couldn't see him ruining his body like this, so he closed the window and took his temperature.By the way, I also told my disobedient brother to mix up pills of various colors and stuff them into his mouth.After this series of tedious steps, Jiang Zhiqiu was about to leave, but his younger brother grabbed his sleeve.

But this time, Mu Zhilan didn't ask any weird and tricky questions, and didn't make any messy requests, but just said "good night" lightly.

Jiang Zhiqiu also replied, "Good night."

Turning off the light, Jiang Zhiqiu's face was submerged in the night, and he didn't know his emotions or anger.

Back in the living room, he poured himself a glass of red wine.During this period of time, he was overwhelmed by the burden of taking care of his younger brother and the company, and he had to rely on alcohol to barely fall asleep every night.Jiang Zhiqiu was sitting on the bay window of the living room with a glass of red wine. Outside the window, there was an incomparably bustling night scene of the entire city. There were many high-rise buildings scattered in order. In a city where the stars could not be seen, every light lit up late at night was like a very There was a bright spark.

His mother is a devout believer, but he never believes in any ghosts and gods. He only thinks that those things are just phantoms pursued by wandering people.But this time, Jiang Zhiqiu made a wish on these illusory sparks, hoping that his younger brother would, tomorrow,

Still normal.