Hades will not accept

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Jiang Yixing, and the two stood by the car and chatted for a few more words, Shen Yu hurried over and jumped into the car the moment the driver closed the door for Jiang Yixing.

Sitting firmly on his lap.

He sat on Jiang Yixing's lap and carefully looked at Fang Qingyi who was next to him, and he didn't feel anything wrong.

Fang Qingyi is about the same age as Shen Yu, unmarried.Shen Yu had never heard of any different relationship between this person and Jiang Yixing before, but he had been dead for half a year, so it was inevitable that he already had a different relationship.

Jiang Yixing didn't know where to put his hands, looking at Shen Yu who was only an arm's distance away from him, he suddenly felt a headache.

Seeing his pale face, Fang Qingyi asked with concern: "Boss Jiang, are you feeling unwell?"

——He was not feeling well, after all, there was a complacent ghost sitting on his lap.

He couldn't communicate with Shen Yu, so he could only hang his hands on his legs in embarrassment, and said, "It's okay."

"Mr. Jiang, she can't see me again. Put your hands down. If you can't, you can put them on my lap." Shen Yu leaned on the car door generously, half of his body lay on Jiang Yixing's body, two The legs dangled dishonestly.

Fang Qingyi asked the driver to turn off the air conditioner, and turned on the co-pilot's air conditioner halfway.

"In the first half of the year, I had so many appointments with Mr. Jiang, and this time I finally asked you out. I didn't disturb your work, right?" Among the ladies, Fang Qingyi was considered top-notch in all aspects, and she also spoke politely. Festival.

In Shen Yu's impression, Jiang Yixing, as a married young man with a car and a house, his parents are dead, and his family is entangled, there must be no shortage of marriages around him, but he always seems to be unable to see it, whether it is No one's daughter can get into his eyes.

Shen Yu thought again, that's true, after all, although these beautiful girls have outstanding education and knowledge, they are not what Jiang Yixing wants.

Seeing his pensive look, Jiang Yixing didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he pretended to turn his head to look out of the window, and gritted his teeth next to his ear and said, "Be quiet." After speaking, he pinched his wrist on his leg with his right hand.

Fang Qingyi: "What?"

"Nothing. The first half of the year was because—"

Jiang Yixing looked at the lifeless Shen Yu in front of him, and a word suddenly choked in his throat.

In the first half of the year, he was dealing with Shen Yu's funeral. No one could find him for two full months, and Shangxing almost fell into an operational crisis.

He came back to his senses, waved his hand and said, "I was too busy with work in the first half of the year, I'm sorry."

Shen Yu asked him again: "Then why are you free now?" His tone was still a bit rushed.

"It's good that I don't bother you. I heard that you like Sichuan cuisine. I specially reserved a seat at a well-known Sichuan restaurant." Seeing the generous and polite smile on Fang Qingyi's face, Shen Yu not only sighed:

"Oh, it's a pity, such a good girl."

Jiang Yixing's face became even uglier, and his hands tightened a little more, only then did Shen Yu realize that his hands were still being held by him.

"Hiss, you scratched me again!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yixing not only did not let go, but also watched him sneer and typed a line in front of Shen Yu with his mobile phone.

Talk again, I'll find a place to stop and throw you down.

Cannibal's mouth is soft, but his hands are short, Shen Yu immediately shut up.

There was a bit of a traffic jam on the road, and the half-hour drive took almost an hour.As soon as Jiang Yixing opened the door, Shen Yu jumped down and stood by the car door waiting for him.

The driver over there opened the door for Fang Qingyi, and Jiang Yixing just closed the door and walked over.

Judging from the script in Shen Yu's mind, Jiang Yixing might lead Fang Qingyi, who was "impaired", to go inside, and he followed immediately, looking at the two people in front of him warily.

Jiang Yixing's scalp was numb from his staring, and since there were other people present and it was difficult to talk to him, he could only try not to look at him.

There was a movement of his arm raised, Shen Yu thought that he was going to hold Fang Qingyi, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"

Jiang Yixing froze and stood where he was - Shen Yu stepped forward and took his arm, holding it tightly, and stared at Fang Qingyi's hand holding the hem of the skirt.

He said: "Jiang Yixing, don't forget what we agreed upon when we got married. Even though I'm dead now, you can't mess with other girls in front of me!"

Jiang Yixing: "..."

What kind of script is this?

Before he had time to think about it, Shen Yu said again: "If you want to drag it, you have to wait until I go down to reincarnation. At that time, the two of us have nothing to do with each other and I won't care about you."

Jiang Yixing smiled, pulled his arm out of Shen Yu's hand, saw Fang Qingyi took a few steps first, turned around to face Shen Yu and said, "Really?"

Shen Yu didn't understand the expression on his face when he said this, and he didn't react until everyone had gone a long way before following him.

After a meal, the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

Fang Qingyi couldn't eat spicy food, and the table was full of dishes that couldn't fit her chopsticks.Jiang Yixing's face has been unhappy since he came in, and Fang Qingyi dare not speak to him.Not to mention Shen Yu, there are so many delicious dishes that can only be watched, but not eaten.

The main reason is that he was also in a mess when he saw Jiang Yixing's appearance that strangers should not enter.

The last dish was served, which was a soup. Fang Qingyi could finally drink some soup.

Shen Yu also wanted to drink, he was so hungry that he didn't even bother to ask why he was hungrier than before.

He turned his eyes to Jiang Yixing for help, but the man concentrated on eating and ignored him.

So he watched the two of them having a good meal, wiped their mouths and stood up to say goodbye.

"Thank you for Miss Fang's hospitality today, I see you didn't eat much, next time," Jiang Yixing said, glanced at Shen Yu who was still staring at a table of food, and said: "Next time, eat what you like. "

Although Fang Qingyi was embarrassed, she couldn't hide her joy when she heard what Jiang Yixing said, and her tone was a little excited: "It's okay, Mr. Jiang, just eat well, next time... next time we will make an appointment in a quiet place."

Jiang Yixing nodded to her: "Then I'll go first, I still have something to do when I go home."

"I'll see you off, Mr. Jiang!"

Fang Qingyi stretched out her hand to stop Jiang Yixing who turned around and wanted to leave, but she quickly retracted her hand after feeling that her behavior was inappropriate, watching Jiang Yixing's reaction carefully.

"Don't bother, I just asked the driver to pick it up."

Jiang Yixing politely refused her, opened the door of the private room and signaled her to go ahead.

In fact, he had already arranged for a driver to pick him up before he arrived, because Shen Yu was sitting on him and moving around, he felt very bad, and he couldn't let him go back and still sit on his body.

Standing on the side of the road to send Fang Qingyi into the car, he raised his hand to check the time, and then called the driver to confirm.

Shen Yu lowered his head and pulled a corner of the hem of his clothes, standing beside him without saying a word.

"When someone talked so much just now, why didn't they say a word now?" Jiang Yixing asked.

"I'm hungry and I don't have the strength." Listening to him, he was weak, but this reason is too ridiculous, Jiang Yixing couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that there was no one around, he turned around and talked to him face to face: "Shen Yu, as far as I know, ghosts don't eat, drink or sleep, right?"

Shen Yu said, "You asked me last time."

"Hmm, so what?"

"You really want to know why?"

Jiang Yixing didn't speak, just looked at him, his face was much better than that at the dinner table just now, and there was even a hint of a smile in the corner of his eyes.

So Shen Yu cleared his throat and said, "It's all your fault."

"Why is it all my fault?"

When Jiang Yixing said this, Shen Yu always felt that he was a little guilty.

"Chu An told me—"

Jiang Yixing interrupted him: "Who is Chu An?"

"Who is Chu An—does it matter who Chu An is?" Shen Yu glanced at him, a little speechless.

"Important, how do I know if he is here to fool you?" Jiang Yixing said.

Shen Yu nodded first, then quickly shook his head and said, "How is it possible! He can't lie to me, will you listen to me or not!"

"Then you speak first."

Shen Yu said solemnly again: "Chu An said that there are people with yin and yang in the world. Our ghosts have too much yin. If we stay by the person with yang for a long time, it is necessary to absorb the yang from him." It may become more and more personal, for example, we will gradually feel hungry, cold, sleepy, and even painful."

"So?" Jiang Yixing vaguely felt that the script was a bit familiar.

"So it's up to you."

Jiang Yixing still wanted to ask, but the driver stopped in front of the two of them, rolled down the window to greet him, and then got out of the car to open the door for him, so he could only temporarily give up.

Shen Yu followed in the car and sat next to Jiang Yixing. There was no communication between the two of them. When the car drove on the elevated highway, he was so drowsy that he couldn't help but yawned.

— yawned? !

He quickly covered his mouth and turned to look at Jiang Yixing, who happened to be looking at him too.He scratched his head remorsefully, ruffling his hair into a mess.

However, this kind of remorse didn't last long before Shen Yu's brain was squeezed out by the overwhelming sleepiness, he quickly clenched his hands tightly to force himself, and insisted not to close his eyes.

Jiang Yixing took out his mobile phone and typed a line in the notepad: Sleep when you are sleepy.

He showed it to Shen Yu, and Shen Yu shook his head firmly and said, "No, I will become more and more like a person in the future."

Is it bad to be human?Jiang Yixing asked him again.

Shen Yu felt that his mind was not clear enough, and he stared at him instinctively and said, "Not good...I didn't look like a human being when I was alive..."

Isn't it ironic to be human after death?

Jiang Yixing put away the phone and stopped talking, his eyes fell on Shen Yu's head which was turned to the other side.

He sighed almost inaudibly, stretched his hands from the back of his neck to wrap his shoulders, and moved the man to his side to let him lean on his shoulders.

Shen Yu has no weight, and Jiang Yixing can only feel his presence. At this time, seeing him sleeping on his shoulders like a normal person, he was in a trance for a moment, and had the illusion that this person had never left.

Or finally came back, whether it is a person or a ghost, it seems good to just stay by my side like this.

The car was parked downstairs at Jiang Yixing's house. Jiang Yixing didn't get out of the car for a long time. He tried to lower his voice and told the driver that he would just park in the garage later. The driver listened to his soft words and said that he was not in good health Comfortable, after a few words of concern, I got out of the car and left.

He looked down at Shen Yu's translucent body by the moonlight, and found that he seemed more real than before, and the off-white sweater he was wearing became darker.Then his eyes fell on Shen Yu's naturally hanging hand, the moonlight poured in from the front windshield, and passed through his body, his whole body was as clear as a piece of finely carved jade.

He was wrapped in the cold air from Shen Yu's body, his arms were almost frozen, but he still couldn't help reaching out to shake his hand.

Jiang Yixing held Shen Yu's hand in his hand, talking to himself, he didn't know whether he was asking himself or him: "Like a person, isn't it good?"

Then he thought that if he slept like this for too long, he didn't know if his neck would hurt, so he tried to call Shen Yu twice, but he didn't get a response.

When he called for the third time, his voice was a little louder, and he patted his face hesitantly: "Shen Yu?"

Shen Yu was still asleep and did not respond to Jiang Yixing.

He was a little anxious, reached out and shook Shen Yu's shoulder, and finally Shen Yu squinted his eyes and looked at himself, frowning inarticulately: "Don't move..."

You don't look like a ghost.

There was a soft smile on the corner of Jiang Yixing's mouth unconsciously.He opened the car door, and stretched his other hand from the bend of his knee to lift him out of the car. He closed the car door and went in to press the elevator.

When he walked to the door of the house, he put his arm around Shen Yu with one hand, and with the other hand, he used his fingerprint to unlock the electronic door. As soon as he opened it, he was almost thrown into his arms by Xuan Xuan.

He drove Xuanxuan back, gently carried Shen Yu who was sleeping soundly into the bedroom, and carefully placed him on the bed, not sure whether to cover him with a quilt, standing beside the bed thinking about it Go or pull a thin blanket to cover him, and then leave the night light.

If I remember correctly, he seems to be used to having some light at night.

Jiang Yixing left the bedroom and went to the study to read the documents. When he picked up the pen, he realized that his right arm was already frozen. At this moment, he felt a dull pain, and he was trembling while holding the pen.

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, rubbed his hands in front of him, picked up the pen again and focused on marking the document.

Shen Yu happened to wake up in that faint ray of yellow light.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the big soft bed in Jiang Yixing's bedroom again. The momentary blank memory scared him to sit up, and in a panic, he lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, opened the door with bare feet ran out of the bedroom.

He wanted to make sure that Jiang Yixing was at home.

He searched around the living room and kitchen but found no one, so he hurried to the study.

Standing at the door of the study, Shen Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Yixing who was working at his desk.

As if sensing his presence, Jiang Yixing raised his head and happened to meet his gaze, and the two looked at each other without speaking for a while.

Jiang Yixing didn't expect him to wake up right now, put down the pen in his hand, and moved his mouth not knowing what to say.

After a moment of relative silence, the two spoke at the same time:

"How did I get back?"

"Why did you wake up?"

Shen Yu came closer and said, "Did you bring me back?"

Jiang Yixing didn't answer, but continued to read his documents, Shen Yu walked to his desk without hesitation, lowered his head and asked him: "Mr. Jiang, did you bring me back?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Jiang Yixing didn't even lift his eyelids, and said, "Slept like a pig and couldn't wake up, I can't wait for you in the car all night, can I?"

With a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked up at Shen Yu.

Shen Yu suddenly lost his momentum, felt his cheeks were hot, and whispered: "Oh, thank you then."

"You're welcome." Jiang Yixing said.

This sentence was originally a polite sentence, which made Shen Yu feel that this person seemed to be in a good mood, at least much better than when he was eating before - when he thought about eating, he seemed to be hungry!

Seeing that Jiang Yixing kept the documents in front of him and stretched out his hand to take down a copy, he quickly leaned over and put his hands on the stack of documents, and said, "Boss Jiang, I'm hungry, you cook for me."

Jiang Yixing raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Why do I have to cook for you?"

"I said, I blame you for what I do now, and you are responsible for me." Shen Yu said every word very seriously, it didn't look like he was just talking about cooking at all.

Jiang Yixing put down the pen in his hand, stared at him for a while, got up and went to the kitchen.