Reborn "poisonous" mushrooms

What causes a dead person to reappear before the living?

ghost?Another person who is exactly the same or an illusion caused by excessive thoughts?

Whatever the hell is fine, Xu Yuanfan thought with red eyes, he just wants to take one more look, just one...

That person looks very similar to Ye Yu.

No, he is simply Ye Yu himself!Maybe a little younger than Ye Yu?But what the hell?Xu Yuanfan would rather believe that it was Ye Yu, the living Ye Yu instead of the cold urn on the bedside.

For more than a month, Xu Yuanfan fantasized more than once: one morning, he woke up and found that he had just had a terrible dream.Ye Yu lay quietly beside him, her hair was messed up in the bed like a bird's nest, and then Ye Yu woke up in the morning light, screaming sleepily, "Oh, I'm going to be late~~" or It's "Why don't you call me Xu".

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Xu Yuanfan took it out and took a look.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the two colorful words "Chen Hang" kept flashing, as lively as the owner of this name.

Xu Yuanfan's expression darkened, he hung up the call decisively, and then directly pulled out the battery of the mobile phone.

The bus stopped for a moment, then restarted.

After Xu Yuanfan put his phone away, he turned his gaze to the rearview mirror again. No one? !

nobody? ! ! !

Xu Yuanfan turned his head suddenly, and sure enough... the seat that "Ye Yu" was sitting in was already empty in his field of vision.Is it a ghost?

"Ye Yu—"

Xu Yuanfan couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

After saying this name, Xu Yuanfan suddenly realized that at some point, he had burst into tears.

With complicated emotions, Ye Yu brought the "cold-killed supper" to her front from behind.

The night market snacks were cute, but he crushed many of those small colorful fish balls along the way, and now...

It's worth not mentioning the miserable appearance QAQ.

Ye Yu blushed and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, and Leng Kill's slightly decadent face appeared behind the door.

"It's so late, something will come... Huh? The master finally stopped making a fuss and was willing to go home? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? Leftovers picked up outside? Why are there piles of..."

The subtle shyness in Ye Yu's heart was immediately washed away by Leng Sha's venomous tongue nozzle. He became angry from embarrassment, but with a tense face, he said calmly to Leng Sha: "This is something I have gone through so much. A new type of snack brought back from the night market~ Don’t disappoint uncle and me. Here, here you go, take it and try it!”

Leng Sha embarrassingly took the... unknown object in the plastic bag, touched it with his fingers in disgust, and said with a frown, "It's cold."

"what?"

"Master~ little slave, I have dedicated myself to death for you, but you actually have the heart to let me eat a cold takeaway in the cold night... Takeaway..." Leng Kill held the bag of unknown objects in front of his eyes and observed , I feel that it is a great flattery to use the word rice to describe this rotten thing in my hand!

Ye Yu, a tough uncle, is not a vegetarian either. Facing the accusation of cold killing, he closed the door of his house without any pressure, took off his shoes at the door, and ran into the house with bare feet, saying, "You like to eat food?" Don’t eat, anyway, I’ll bring you food. I’ve done my best, Lao Tzu!”

Ye Yu's subtext is: I have tried my best to do my best, and if you eat it coldly, you will owe me a favor; if you don't eat it, you will fail my heart.Ye Yu's words were not innocuous, he seemed to be playing a rascal aimlessly, but in fact, he had secretly blocked all excuses for the cold killing.

Of course, Uncle Ye Yu has other tricks.

Leng Slay took a sip of Ye Yu's supper on the coffee table in the small living room, and his frown finally eased a little.Cold killing thought to himself: Although the lump Ye Yu brought back looks disgusting, it tastes good.Compulsoryly ignoring the appearance of "Supper Lord", Leng Sha reluctantly took a few mouthfuls to fill his empty stomach.

Ye Yu took advantage of the time when Leng Kill was filling his stomach, quietly dragged a sofa and sat opposite Leng Kill, sighed and took out a stack of change tickets from his pocket, and then... counted the money over and over again.

"Hey..." Ye Yu sighed heavily.

Leng Sha looked up at him suspiciously.

"Hey..." Ye Yu sighed again. He held the stack of ten-cent notes and counted them seriously: "One cent, two cents, one yuan two, two yuan two... twenty yuan and two cents."

The corner of Leng Sha's lips twitched: "Lao Ye, you have so many eccentricities."

Unexpectedly, Ye Yu sighed again, then tidied up the stack of money, and started counting again: "One cent, two cents, one yuan and two... 20 yuan and two cents! Hey!"

Cold and speechless, he directly snatched the money from Ye Yu, and said embarrassingly: "Lao Ye, if you want to borrow money, just say so. Don't count the money over and over again, it will make you panic."

As soon as Leng Sha's voice fell, Ye Yu poked his hand under Leng Sha's eyelids in an instant - this guy held a 50 yuan taxi receipt in his hand, and then pretended to be pitiful: "Xiao Leng, I was cheated by that driver (Ahhh, poor rental guy, how innocent you are! How innocent!!!) But when you talk about borrowing money... Uh, actually, I don't really want to borrow money, I want to ask you to borrow an electric flatbed scooter. "

"What???" Leng Sha opened his eyes wide, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

Electric flatbed?That kind of dirt-losing, lowest-level freight tricycle? ? ?

Why did Ye Yu borrow that kind of thing?

Ye Yu pretended to be twitchy for a while, then whispered, "I don't... have a job?"

"I can arrange a job for you," Leng Kill asked curiously, "What does your lack of a job have to do with the flatbed?"

Ye Yu: "I want to get a car to sell watermelons."

Ye Yu selling melons?

Leng Kill looked Ye Yu from head to toe several times, and felt that what Ye Yu said was a bit like a fairy tale, too fucking unrealistic.

Although Ye Yu is an uncle, his age is not as good as his youthful appearance.Just like Ye Yu, whose facial features and bones don’t look like they have grown up, a “tender uncle” pulls a watermelon cart into the street and roars——sell~~~watermelon~

Let me go, I guess he will be robbed by some "strong mother" with watermelon when he passes by the dark alley!

Ye Yu was very upset by Leng Sha's suspicious gaze. He rolled his eyes at Leng Sha and said sourly, "I said Leng Sha, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Are you looking for a fight?"

Leng Sha shook his head hastily, and patted Ye Yu's shoulder with a suppressed smile.

He said solemnly: "Master, I am optimistic about you! Melon dealer~~~~ That has a bright future..."