Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Zhan's fingertips twitched slightly, but did not move again.

Jiang Mi asked about his second senior uncle's recent condition, how he was doing.

Yang You opened up his chatterbox, and in a blink of an eye he put the panic of breaking Master's precious compass behind him. He scratched his head, "Master, he is very nice. He is noisy with Master's wife all day long, and the orders he received recently are also all over the place." Easy, no hassle."

Jiang Mi listened quietly for a moment, with a gentle smile in his eyes, and his eyes looked a little far away, as if he remembered something.

"……That's good."

Jiang Mi's original master had always been close to the second senior uncle during his lifetime. Even before his death, he still missed his fellow apprentice brothers in his heart. Jiang Mi knew his master's thoughts, so he treated several senior uncles and their disciples with respect. Still very caring.

Yang You looked at Jiang Mi's expression, hesitantly said, "Brother Jiang, after the matter is over, do you want to go back, or go find a job directly."

In this day and age, people who work in their line of work seem to be pretending to be ghosts, and they don't think much of them. The job is getting worse and worse. People like Jiang Mi, who have a college degree, can do something. Other jobs are also available.

Jiang Mi thought for a while, these things should be carefully considered after Fu Huaihan has been dealt with, after all, he doesn't know when the mission will be judged successful, and he doesn't know when he will leave the mission world, so let's take a step first.

"I'll think about it and call you when the time comes."

Yang nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, Brother Jiang."

After chatting again for a while, Jiang Mi seemed to remember something, he went back to the room and took out his satchel, and took out two pieces of gravel from the bag.

This stone is the one used for the contract with Cheng Chan last time, and now it looks like two ordinary stones.

Jiang Mi didn't know the way of it, and his master didn't seem to know much about this stone.

He was going to take this stone back to Yang You, show it to the second uncle, and find someone to inquire about it.

After all, Jiang Mi concluded the contract in a hurry at that time, and he didn't know the specific effect of this stone. If he had the chance, he had to figure it out.

Yang You took the stone from Jiang Mi's hand, held it in his hand, looked left and right, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Jiang Ge picked up these two pieces of gravel from the curb on the side of the road.

"Brother Jiang, didn't you pick this up?"

Yang You's eyes widened, expressing suspicion.

Jiang Mi sat back on the chair, and said in a calm tone, "No, this is left to me by my master. It used to...it didn't look like this."

Yang You was a little puzzled, but thinking that maybe he was short-sighted and it was normal not to recognize it, he made an OK gesture, blinked his left eye, and smiled all over his face.

"Oh, brother Jiang, I will definitely take this thing to my master."

In the end, Jiang Mi sent Yang You to leave. Before leaving, Jiang Mi asked him if he wanted to stay here for a few days.

Yang You rejected Jiang Mi's invitation with a full face of regret, "Brother Jiang... To be honest, I actually came here several days in advance. My master thought I was staying here with you, but I stayed here a few days ago. It’s a friend’s house, I’ve had enough fun, if I knew I’d stay here with Brother Jiang, when my master asks, I’ll trouble Brother Jiang to make a cover.”

Jiang Mi nodded, "Okay, it's okay, just be careful on the way back."

Yang You turned around to leave when he suddenly remembered something and stopped abruptly. He slapped his head, "Brother Jiang! I almost forgot. Party, because I couldn't reach you, I found your home, Brother Jiang, please contact me when you are free."

Jiang Mi paused. When he was in high school, he had been the class monitor for several semesters, and he had invited his classmates to his home. It was not a big deal for someone to know the address.

Since Master passed away last year, for a long time, Jiang Mi was unwilling to interact with people, let alone participate in social activities.

Except for the work account on WeChat, which is still used, the previous personal contact methods are useless, and QQ has been uninstalled for a year or two.

Now that Yang You said that, he responded, "Okay, I will look into the contact."

Yang You smiled and left in the car.

Jiang Mi turned back to the house and saw that the kitchen had been cleaned up.

Cheng Zhanjing stood beside the table, fiddling with the light-colored apron casually with her fingertips, her eyes were light, and the corners of her lips curved, "I'm back."

Jiang Mi closed the door, pressed her fingertips on a tuft of half-raised forehead hair, and smiled softly, "Well, I'm back."

Jiang Mi came to Cheng Chan's side, hung the apron on the table on the hook of the glass sliding door, and then turned to ask Cheng Chan, "Is it okay to hang this?"

Cheng Zhan has no objection to this, it can also be said that he has no objection to what Jiang Mi has done, "Yes."

Jiang Mi had already contacted Hu Zheng and wanted to have a good talk with him, but Hu Zheng said that he was in a hurry recently and would come back in two days and asked Jiang Mi to wait for a while.

The 20 yuan has already been transferred to Jiang Mi's card before.

Many things are coming to an end now, Jiang Mi has nothing to do, and decides to stay at home to rest in this dark and rainy day.

There is no TV in this house, but Jiang Mi brought a laptop in his small suitcase.

Jiang Mi took out his notebook and placed it on his body, half leaning against the sofa, thinking that it would be good to watch TV, then he turned on his phone and re-downloaded QQ.

After a while, he looked at Cheng Zhan in the distance, his expression showed a little confusion, and his attitude was very natural. He patted the seat next to him, "Why don't you come and sit down?"

Cheng Zhan's throat rolled slightly, the light was not turned on in the living room, and the darkness hit his side face, his expression was a bit blurred, then he moved over smoothly and sat next to Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi scrolled the wireless mouse under his hand, and casually glanced at several popular high-scoring horror horror movies recently.

It's actually quite funny, after all, there is a real ghost around.

As I was flipping through it, the phone indicated that the software installation was complete.

Jiang Mi opened QQ, thanks to his good memory, he still remembered the account and password, so he just logged in.

After entering, it was refreshed slowly. Jiang Mi put it aside and didn't look at it. When he picked it up again, there were all kinds of unread messages from various people on it.

Jiang Mi was a little dazzled for a moment, and felt that it was not good for him to disappear like this.

With that in mind, he reached out and clicked on the first message list. The note on it was his high school classmates.

He looked at the message sent by this classmate, and replied directly.

The top of the chat box immediately shows that the other party is typing...

Jiang Mi waited for a while, but waited for a video call.

Jiang Mi was a little dazed, and subconsciously looked at Cheng Chan beside him. Cheng Chan's eyes were very dim, and he didn't look back at Jiang Mi.

Looking at the buzzing phone page, thinking that he had nothing to hide from others, Jiang Mi connected.

On the opposite side was a familiar but unfamiliar girl's face, and the voice was pleasantly surprised, "Jiang Mi!"

Jiang Mi: "...um."

He calmly agreed, mainly because he hadn't seen each other for so many years, and suddenly a video call came over, and he didn't know what to say.

"Wow, long time no see, I thought you were gone, do you remember me?"

The girl seemed to be out of town, standing on the side of the street, the sun was very bright, her makeup was exquisite, and she was smiling from ear to ear.

"Remember……"

In fact, Jiang Mi didn't remember, but looking at the note he had given to this girl, he still pronounced the girl's name accurately.

Girls talk a lot, but now they talk a lot when they see Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi only needs to answer twice from time to time.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Mi watched Cheng Zhan beside him suddenly move, stood up, and wanted to leave from the sofa.

Cheng Chan is a ghost body of nothingness, it doesn't matter where he sits, it's like a cloud of air, Jiang Mi is the only one who can touch him directly.

Jiang Mi moved away from the phone camera, raised his hand and hooked the corner of Cheng Zhan's clothes.

Half of Cheng Zhan's face was hidden in the dark, his eyes were slightly darker, and the smile in his eyes didn't reach his eyes, and he tilted his head to look at Jiang Mi quietly.

Jiang Mi didn't let go, covered the microphone, and lowered his voice, "Where are you going?"

The corners of Cheng Zhan's lips were slightly curved, and there seemed to be nothing unusual, "Aren't you chatting, I'll go elsewhere first."

Jiang Mi paused. It turned out that Cheng Chan was afraid of disturbing him, so he avoided suspicion. After understanding, he shook his head, "I'll hang up later, can you accompany me for a while."

Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he smiled, "Okay."

Cheng Zhan sat back beside Jiang Mi again, but Jiang Mi still did not let go of the corner of Cheng Zhan's clothes.

The girl called Jiang Mi several times in the video.

Jiang Mi turned his attention back, "Huh?"

The girl on the opposite side looked a little averted, and twitched her long hair on her ear, "Just...do you have a girlfriend now?"

Jiang Mi: "...?"

He paused for a moment, unable to react immediately.

The topic jumped from high school memories to whether he has a girlfriend or not, Jiang Mi found it a bit unbelievable.

"……No."

There is no need to lie to acquaintances like this, Jiang Mi answered truthfully.

But what Jiang Mi didn't know was that in high school, he was the object of admiration of many girls when they first fell in love, and he had a powerful filter of first love Bai Yueguang.

The girl opposite was surprised again, "Really, wow, then... are you in your hometown now, let's meet some other day."

"Is there a class reunion?"

Jiang Mi asked casually.

"Just... the two of us." The girl's voice trailed off, but the smile on her face couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

Jiang Mi: "...?"

Although Jiang Mi is not so narcissistic that he thinks that the high school classmates he hasn't seen for a long time will like him, but the current situation seems to be not quite right.

The girl continued to add: "I, I am also single..."

"Ah."

Jiang Mi responded and expressed his understanding, without making any statement. He was not going to respond to the girl's ambiguous attitude.

"Then... can we meet?"

"Let's not meet again."

Jiang Mi refused without hesitation.

"Why?" The girl's voice on the opposite side suddenly became urgent.

"No need." Jiang Mi began to want to end the chat.

"Why is it unnecessary? It's okay to just meet up casually. Aren't you single?"

"Do you have to meet if you are single?"

Jiang Mi did not understand this logical thinking.

"You...what else do you think is the reason, I, I just want to develop with you, you are always like this, you can't never fall in love, you have to get married." The girl's tone was somewhat complaining .

Jiang Mi, who was in high school, was good at dealing with the olive branches thrown by all the girls, and never left people with unclear attitudes and hopes.

Jiang Mi glanced at the girl and thought it was time to end the chat, so he found an excuse and hung up the phone.

He looked at the row of unread messages at the back and felt a bit of a headache, thinking that he should find some free time to chat one by one, rest today.

Cheng Zhan sat by his side for so long, and didn't let him go. Jiang Mi felt a little sorry for sitting so dryly. He turned his head to look at Cheng Zhan, and asked, "You What movie do you like to watch?"

Cheng Chan didn't seem to be very interested in movies, "There's nothing I particularly like."

Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes halfway, staring quietly at his right wrist bone. When he made a bond with Jiang Mi, this red thread was buried here, and tied with Jiang Mi Neng, which was something he could only wish for.

So much so that he didn't think about the reality clearly, the reality that Jiang Mi would also start a family and start a business.

Violent and irritable emotions are running around in the body, and the black energy is swaying around him, like a dormant beast, secretly watching and coveting something, which makes it difficult for him to control the chaotic evil thoughts in his mind. He imagines that if Jiang Mi is real How will he react when he falls in love and gets married...

Oh, there may be no response, the high probability is either that he died at the hands of Jiang Mi, or that he went crazy and lost his mind. It is impossible for him to watch Jiang Mi fall in love and get married.

He would only imprison Jiang Mi, and then ridicule Jiang Mi that it was his bad intentions that brought him into trouble today.

This guy deserved it right. Jiang Mi escaped when he died, but now he ran into his hands again. .

Anyway, I am a monster, what else would a monster care about, even if it is robbed, it must be robbed. If Jiang Mi hates him... If he hates him, he will give Jiang Mi a chance to let Jiang Mi kill himself.

Cheng Zhan was thinking weirdly and viciously, his eyes became darker and darker, and there was an indelible obsession in it.

Jiang Mi flipped through the pages, and then found an interesting-looking animated movie, the one suitable for all ages, without violence or gore.

After Jiang Mi found it, he hooked Cheng Zhan's clothes with his fingertips without looking sideways and tugged, "Look at this."

The violent emotion in Cheng Zhan's dark eyes has not faded away, but he still nodded with a gentle posture, "Look."

Seeing that Cheng Zhan agreed, Jiang Mi directly opened the movie, which started with cheerful English songs.

Although Cheng Zhan had no interest in movies, he still quietly stayed by Jiang Mi's side without moving.

After watching for a while, Jiang Mi took advantage of the situation and leaned on Cheng Zhan's shoulder. This movement was quite comfortable.

This posture couldn't be more sparse and normal, and Cheng Zhan's shoulders are relatively soft, as if they have no bones, and they are not painful. Jiang Mi also likes the cold and fresh breath on his body, like the sea after the rain.

Jiang Mi is taller than Cheng Chan, and his frame is also bigger than Cheng Chan's. His long legs are half bent, just leaning against Cheng Chan, and he still feels like putting the cart before the horse.

Cheng Zhan's shoulders suddenly stiffened, obviously without any sense of weight, but it was a bit difficult for him to resist. After a while, he secretly adjusted his position so that it would be more convenient for Jiang Mijia.

Jiang Mi could feel Cheng Zhan's movements, but he still leaned on and didn't move.

Cheng Zhan was very accommodating and caring to him, Jiang Mi could sense it, but he readily accepted it from the bottom of his heart.

It's a bit... Strange, Jiang Mi can't explain this feeling in detail.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Mi was attracted by the interesting plot in the movie again.

The sky outside is still gloomy, with thick dark clouds and a stream of moisture, the temperature has dropped a bit compared to the previous period, and the wind blowing is slightly cool.

It's easy to get sleepy when you're full, not to mention such a sleepy posture and environment.

Jiang Mi stared at the colorful laptop screen, his eyes were a little distracted, it was difficult to focus, and he gradually closed his eyes.

Cheng Zhan could feel the breath of the people around him calm down, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen in front of him.

Cheng Zhan tilted his head to the right, brushing against Jiang Mi's black hair.

He has never had such a time, such a peaceful time, it seems that since his death, his resentment, his obsession, and his madness have never stopped.

Forget it.

Cheng Zhan told himself softly.

If Jiang Mi really wants to fall in love and get married, he... will also fulfill him.

He gritted his teeth and thought, but he still couldn't maintain this thought calmly.

In the thousands of days and nights after his death, he drifted aimlessly, like a caged animal.

Whenever he felt that he was going crazy, he would think about Jiang Mi's face, think about what Jiang Mi had said to himself, and think about what it would be like to meet Jiang Mi again if he hadn't died .

Cheng Chan doesn't think about Jiang Mi all the time, it's like keeping Jiang Mi in the bottom of his heart, and occasionally he will take it out to have a look when he can't hold on.

Previously, when he realized that a new tenant was coming to this house, he had always been on the sidelines, waiting to see if that guy could last for a few days.

Until that guy opened the door.

Cheng Zhan stood there in a daze, as if the lock of something in his heart had been slammed open, and something poured out.

Cheng Zhan even threatened him, frightened him, the first reaction when meeting him was not to take Jiang Mi as his own, but to want him to leave, because Cheng Zhan knew what he was now, a ghost, a monster, nothing after all nice one.

But Cheng Chan's endurance is actually much lower than he imagined.

He restrained himself for a while, but he didn't restrain himself at all.

But with Jiang Mi bound like this, can we wait for a good result? This is obviously impossible.

A twisted melon is not sweet, this is a truth that everyone understands.

So, when Jiang Mi woke up in a daze, he felt a little coolness around his mouth. He subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth quickly, and his brain immediately woke up, but fortunately, he didn't drool.

This really startled Jiang Mi, he almost thought he was drooling, he didn't want to be so embarrassing in front of Cheng Zhan.

But Cheng Zhan, who was silent beside him, spoke at this time.

"Jiang Mi, release the contract."

Jiang Mi rested her fingertips on the sofa and moved, but did not understand what Cheng Chan was saying, "Huh?"

"Jiang Mi, we terminate the contract."

Cheng Zhan in the dark glanced open his eyes.

Jiang Mi paused in his movements and stopped in place.

The house fell silent, and the dust floated.

After half an hour.

"……why."

Jiang Mi also replied calmly.

"Do you hate me for trapping you?" Jiang Mi added.

Cheng Zhan originally wanted to say yes, but found that he couldn't say such words at all. He curled up his fingertips, and his already icy body temperature was surprisingly colder at this time. He avoided Jiang Mi's gaze in a bit of embarrassment. Keep your mouth shut.

The look of ease was gone.

Cheng Zhan had no choice but to actively push Jiang Mi away. He thought he could do it with his heart, but he overestimated himself.

"Then do you hate me?"

Jiang Mi's voice sounded again from the side.

Cheng Chan couldn't imagine Jiang Mi's expression now, he didn't have the courage to look at it, his heart constricted at this moment, as if being caught, beating crazily, sourness and bitterness were mixed in his blood, dragging tearing at him.

Where does the dead man's heartbeat come from, Cheng Zhan secretly sneered at himself.

"That's it."

Jiang Mi's voice lowered.

Cheng Chan's eyes froze, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned his head subconsciously, and was about to deny it immediately.

Crazy, who would hate him, that kind of love that can't wait to rub Jiang Mi into his bones and blood almost swallows him whole.

But when he turned his head, the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

Because Jiang Mi didn't know when he leaned over to come to him, as if he had timed it right, and faced him face to face, but only a few centimeters away, so close that Cheng Zhan could count the number of Jiang Mi's eyelashes.

Jiang Mi stared into Cheng Zhan's eyes, and smiled lowly, with a bit of joy that neither of them noticed in his tone.

"You don't hate me."

"I..." Cheng Chan wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he glanced away his trembling eyes again.

It was impossible for Jiang Mi to let him avoid it like this, so he had to speak clearly if he had something to say.

He lowered his body a little, and because he was afraid that Cheng Zhan would use his ghost energy to escape, he held Cheng Zhan's wrist bone, and pressed Cheng Zhan on the sofa in an enveloping posture.

"Since you don't hate what I've done, why did you terminate the contract?"

This is still where Jiang Mi is confused.

What Cheng Chan wanted to say was interrupted by Jiang Mi directly, "Or I made a mistake, you just hate me very much, if you really hate me, please tell me, I won't force you to sleep again Stop you, really."

With that said, Jiang Mi loosened his grip on Cheng Chan's wrist.

This action made Cheng Zhan feel an incomparable sense of panic, as if he was really about to lose something. Cheng Zhan, tortured by the indistinct feeling, was about to go crazy, and an uncontrollable ghostly aura overflowed from his body.

"I don't...hate you." Cheng Zhan said with difficulty.

"Then why..." Jiang Mi would not be easily fooled by him, and continued to ask relentlessly.

Cheng Chan gritted his teeth, and pulled Jiang Mi's neck down with his left hand that was not held.

Jiang Mi didn't defend himself, his peach blossom eyes were pulled down slightly in a daze, his lower lip collided with Cheng Zhan's lip corners, and he knocked his teeth, his voice was humming and a little painful, but his brain was buzzing right now It's even bigger.

Cheng Chan's eyes were flushed, and the redness smudged from the end of his eyes all the way down.

The usual calm expression has been torn apart, he is more savvy than anyone else, but now there is nothing he can do, Cheng Zhan said in a harsh tone: "That's it, if you don't want to be me..."

There is a fine line between being enlightened and not being enlightened.

Jiang Mi subconsciously lowered his head and pecked Cheng Zhan's lips lightly, and smiled against Cheng Zhan's dull eyes, "I feel fine."