The spring of rebirth

The doctor came over for an examination and found that Lin Yuanyuan's health was fine, so he could go home and rest without continuing to be hospitalized.

Coming out of the hospital, Lin Yuanyuan was startled by a large number of reporters waiting at the door, and immediately hid behind Tang Qiyao reflexively, "What's going on!?"

Tang Qiyao was slightly taken aback, he was restless now, he completely forgot that the reporters might surround him, and it was too late to leave through the back door now.

As soon as the reporters saw the two, they swarmed up, flashing lights kept flashing, and several media interview microphones were also raised in front of them.

Although Lin Yuanyuan had never been famous before, as an entertainer, he naturally put on a professional smile when facing such a scene, but unfortunately his mouth froze as soon as the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Director Tang, regarding the media reports that you and Lin Yuanyuan are living together, is it true?"

"Last night, Lin Yuanyuan didn't win the Best Newcomer Award. It is rumored that your opponent is maliciously suppressing you. Can you tell me, is there a shady scene in the Golden Cypress Award?"

"Lin Yuanyuan! Your rapid rise to popularity year after year is all due to the support of Director Tang. Is there any unspoken rules in this?"

"Someone also broke the news that they photographed you exchanging rings on the Sydney Harbor Bridge on New Year's Eve. Is it true?"

In the chaos, fortunately Wen Mike and Fan Xiaoyu came to rescue him in time, broke through the obstacles of the reporters, and stuffed Tang Qiyao and Lin Yuanyuan into the caravan, and finally left the hospital square, which was bustling like a vegetable market, in the later.

Lin Yuanyuan, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly shouted in surprise: "Fan Xiaoyu? Are you Fan Xiaoyu?"

Fan Xiaoyu, who was driving, glanced at him in the rearview mirror with an inexplicable expression on his face, and said, "Director Tang, didn't you say he's fine? Why does he look like a sequelae of a car accident?"

Tang Qiyao turned his gaze out of the window, obviously very depressed.

Mike Wen on the co-pilot said: "Now is not the time for you two to be at odds. You have heard the media's problems just now. The situation is more serious than we thought. The news I got last night was that someone broke the news about Lin Yuanyuan's sexuality to a magazine. , but this morning’s publication is more than that.” He took out a magazine from the briefcase he carried with him and handed it to Tang Qiyao, and then said: “Not only this magazine, but also the front pages of four newspapers today They are all talking about this matter, but the focus is scattered, it seems that the person who broke the news gave different things to the four newspapers, and this magazine is the most comprehensive."

The cover of the magazine is the red carpet photo of Lin Yuanyuan at the Jinbai Awards last night, but there are a few photos on the side that are relatively dark and look like they were taken in an abnormal situation. One is Tang Qiyao and Lin Yuanyuan kissing, with the harbor in the background Bridge; one is Lei Yiming hugging Lin Yuanyuan from behind, the background seems to be a bar; the other is Cheng Chen walking out of the apartment with Lin Yuanyuan's shoulders in his arms.

Next to the picture is a line of text: Deciphering Lin Sheng's sudden redness and broken back to the front line

Tang Qiyao frowned and threw the magazine aside, and said to Mike Wen: "I don't want to worry about this now, you should check what's going on first, I have other things to do."

Mike Wen was surprised: "It's not like what you said, what else is more important than this?"

Tang Qiyao looked at Lin Yuanyuan who was looking down at the magazine, and said, "If this matter can't be resolved, what do those scandals have to do with me?"

Mike Wen vaguely guessed something, and said: "There must be many reporters waiting downstairs in the company and the apartment, and it may not be convenient to go back."

Tang Qiyao thought for a while, and said to Fan Xiaoyu, "Do you know the Plum Blossom Hutong over Lu'anmen?"

Fan Xiaoyu nodded and said: "I know, I lived next to Luanmen when I was young, what are we doing there?"

Tang Qiyao looked at Lin Yuanyuan who was addicted to the magazine again, and said, "Look for someone."

Tang Qiyao had only been to this place once, and he was afraid it would be hard to find, but it happened that Fan Xiaoyu was a local snake, so he arrived at the door of an old house that was decades old at least.

Fan Xiaoyu looked out of the car window curiously, and muttered in a low voice, "It doesn't look like a place where people in the entertainment industry would live."

Tang Qiyao ignored her, opened the car door, walked straight to the door and knocked on the door. Mike Wen also got out of the car and followed him.

Looking back, Fan Xiaoyu saw Lin Yuanyuan was reading magazines with gusto, and couldn't help poking him, saying, "If you don't follow along, you want to fall out of favor!"

Lin Yuanyuan raised his head strangely, and said, "Fan Xiaoyu, why do you sound like your mother?"

Fan Xiaoyu snatched the magazine from his hand, hating iron and steel, said: "You can grow up! You are already like Director Tang, why are you hooking up with Lei Yiming? Also, you and Cheng Tianwang broke up long ago. If you have nothing to do, don't get together! Look at Director Tang's face, he must be angry! Why don't you hurry up and think about how to make your man happy, and you're still here so fascinated by reading magazines!"

Lin Yaoyuan opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "I really had an affair with Cheng Chen?! How could we break up! I haven't had time to feel it! No, Lei Yiming and I have cut our robes long ago. , how to reconcile? How to reconcile, tell me quickly!"

Fan Xiaoyu blinked, blinked again, blinked again, swallowed hard, and asked, "The way you speak now is so familiar."

"You two, come quickly." Mike Wen called them at the gate of the house, and they hurriedly got out of the car and trotted past.

The person who came out to open the door of the old house was a young man in his 20s. He didn't know what Tang Qiyao said to him, so he smiled and invited a group of four people in.

They saw an old man with gray hair and beard inside, Tang Qiyao entered the door and called out very respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Sun."

Mr. Sun nodded, turned his eyes around the four of them, and finally landed on Lin Yuanyuan at the end, frowning.

Tang Qiyao also looked back at him nervously, and asked Mr. Sun, "Is there any problem with him?"

Mr. Sun twirled his beard and said, "Mr. Tang, I know what you want to do here, but I can't do anything about it."

Tang Qiyao came with hope, but how could he give up, "What do you mean?"

Mr. Sun stood up, stretched his waist, and said slowly: "When you came last time, I told you that he escaped a catastrophe. It was all a coincidence. Now this chance has been broken. Everyone has their own destiny , you can’t force it.”

"Then create another opportunity!" Tang Qiyao said eagerly.

Mr. Sun said: "Then how can it be possible? The previous chance allowed this soul to wander outside, which gave him a place to live. Now that this soul has returned to its original body, if I really do that, it will be harming people!"

Fan Xiaoyu listened stupidly and didn't understand at all, Mike Wen knew a little about this matter, and his expression became serious.

Lin Yuanyuan suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, clapped his hands vigorously, walked up to Mr. Sun in a few steps, put his hands together and said: "I understand, I am the soul, right? Mr. Sun! I don't want to stay in the Here, I still want to go back! As long as you let me go back, I can donate this body to Tang Qiyao unconditionally!"

Tang Qiyao also looked at Mr. Sun earnestly.

But Mr. Sun still shook his head and said: "This is not something that you can do if you want to, otherwise what else would Liu Dao Gang do? Young man, now that you are back where you should be, you should cherish everything in front of you. If you really want to jump out of the body, I am afraid that there is only a dead end left."

Lin Yuanyuan was frustrated: "You mean, I can't go back?"

Mr. Sun said: "I don't know where you are, but it's definitely not where you already are. You should be attached to other people's bodies to survive?" Seeing Lin Yaoyuan nodding, he went on to say: "You Now that you have left, the original owner of that body will return, and there is no place for you there, what are you going to do?"

Lin Yuanyuan wanted to say something, but Tang Qiyao took the conversation away, "Mr. Sun, can you help me find out where he is now?"

Mr. Sun is willing to help with this little favor. Tang Qiyao had already given him Tang Qihui's birthday when he came to him before, so this time it saves trouble.

Fan Xiaoyu was confused and finally figured out the general idea, knowing that this Master Sun was about to open the altar, he was very excited.

Mr. Sun took a box from the bookshelf and put it on the table. There was a string of more than ten copper coins in the box. Mr. Sun took two of them and threw them on the table.

"Huh?" Mr. Sun raised his hand to look around, and said, "He's here too, he should have come in with you."

"Ahhhhhh!" Fan Xiaoyu and Lin Yuanyuan yelled and huddled together, "Master, how could something like that come into your house and stop making trouble!"

Mr. Sun said sternly: "My family's formation only blocks resentful spirits and evil spirits."

Fan Xiaoyu was on the verge of crying, "Master, is your formation going to work! That move just now was too casual, anyone would do it with a throw of copper coins! Stop making trouble!"

Mr. Sun said: "Who will? Then you come!"

Fan Xiaoyu kept her mouth shut and dared not speak, she was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Mr. Sun added another knife: "You still dare to hug him, he has been dead for a whole year."

Fan Xiaoyu looked at Lin Yuanyuan inexplicably, Lin Yuanyuan touched his nose innocently and said, "Yes, I forgot about it, I'm not afraid of those things."

Fan Xiaoyu screamed and jumped back, shaking like a sieve.

Satisfied, Mr. Sun looked back and saw Tang Qiyao standing there blankly, he couldn't bear it and said, "He probably couldn't bear to leave you, so he followed you."

Tang Qiyao suddenly asked: "Mr. Sun, is there a way for me to see him?"

Mr. Sun said: "He died in a car accident, and there is no body left. He may not look very good-looking. Why should you?"

Tang Qiyao froze for a moment and said, "I'm not afraid."

Unable to bear his request, Mr. Sun ordered his apprentice, the young man who opened the door to Tang Qiyao, to bring something.

"There are cow's tears in it, and you can see him when you rub it on your eyelids. But you'd better use it during the day, and choose a cleaner place, or you won't see what you want to see, you may also see it." There are other things." Mr. Sun did not forget to ask a few words.

Tang Qiyao took the bottle and asked again: "How long can he stay with me?" Tang Qiyao took the bottle and asked again.

Mr. Sun sighed and said: "It won't be too long, he always wants a place."

Tang Qiyao fell silent, his heart was pierced at this moment.

Lin Yuanyuan asked again unwillingly: "I really can't go back? I really want to go back..."

Mr. Sun shook his head with a smile and asked his apprentice to see off the guests.

Fan Xiaoyu didn't dare to get too close to Lin Yuanyuan, nor did she dare to get too close to Tang Qiyao, so she hugged Wen Mike with one arm and said nothing, she didn't dare to drive the car, and Wen Mike drove instead on the way back. , she sat in the passenger seat, while Lin Yuanyuan and Tang Qiyao sat in the back seat silently.

It was getting late, they sent Fan Xiaoyu home first, and then went straight back to Tang Qiyao's house.

Wen Mike and Tang Qiyao lived in the same building, and Lin Yuanyuan volunteered to follow them, claiming to see if there was anything he could do to help, but he was afraid to go back to his home.

After guarding for a whole day, he still didn't wait for the party involved, and the media also thought that Tang Qiyao might not come back, so there were not many reporters still watching downstairs, and most of them were newcomers and interns. Tang Qiyao's face was really ugly, The reporter, who turned himself into an old fritter, was also sensible and didn't stalk him.

In the elevator, Mike Wen asked, "Are you going to use that bottle when you go back?"

Tang Qiyao nodded slightly, reached out to shake hands in the air, and said, "He's right beside me, but I can't see him. When I think of this, I don't even want to wait for a second."

Mike Wen glanced at Lin Yuanyuan, and said, "It's better for me to be with you. Mr. Sun is right. Although it's not dark yet, in case...you see something else..."

Tang Qiyao was noncommittal, he wasn't afraid of these things, but he didn't want to waste Mike Wen's kindness either.

Lin Yuanyuan whispered: "Director Tang, is this 'he' you keep talking about, Tang Qihui?"

Tang Qiyao lowered his head and did not answer, Lin Yuanyuan shut his mouth knowingly.

As soon as he entered the house, Tang Qiyao turned on all the lights in the house, stopped in front of the black urn in the living room, and reached out to touch it lightly.

Wen Mike and Lin Yuanyuan occupied one side of the living room, and the ghosts and gods were no longer strange to them, so when they saw Tang Qiyao wipe the cotton swab with liquid on his eyes without hesitation, the two felt Invariably, there was a chill on the back.

"What did you see?" Mike asked cautiously.

Tang Qiyao stood in the middle of the living room, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes wandered back and forth. After a long time, he lowered his gaze dejectedly, and whispered: "There is nothing."

Mike Wen said: "Maybe... Maybe this Master Sun is bluffing and deceiving."

Lin Yuanyuan objected: "It shouldn't be. What he said is quite accurate. You can even tell that I was attached to someone else before. Director Tang, could it be that your brother has already left? Didn't Mr. Sun say that he was in your care?" The time around me is limited, do I need a place sooner or later?”

Tang Qiyao suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Yuanyuan, Lin Yuanyuan said slowly: "Ah, I was talking nonsense just now, maybe...he went out to play? Don't look at me like that, it's creepy...what are you doing ..." Then he was speechless, and it would be difficult for anyone who was strangled by the neck to speak.

Mike Wen was taken aback and hurried over to pull Tang Qiyao's hand away, but Tang Qiyao was so strong that he couldn't pull it away for a while, Mike Wen said anxiously: "What are you doing! Let go of him!"

Tang Qiyao pressed his hands expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Maybe he'll be able to free up the place when he dies."