Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

Lin Jianqiu pulled out this reason lightly.

Apart from shock, embarrassment and shame, Wei Cong turned into anger from embarrassment: "Can't you think about my reputation?"

"Ah,? Don't you think this reason is bad? It's concise, convincing and easy to verify."

Wei Congbai choked for a moment, blushed and stammered and asked, "What, how, how to verify this, this, this, etc!"

Lin Jianqiu: "In the future, I will find a girl I like, fall in love, get married and have children."

Wei Congbai: "...Oh."

Lin Jianqiu looked at him in surprise: "How else do you want to verify?"

Wei Congbai: "..."

Wei Congbai: "No, this is pretty good."

"What are you two doing here?"

Uncle Yu's voice came from behind, with some surprise.

Lin Jianqiu and Wei Congbai stopped talking, and turned their heads to take a look.

Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin were carrying a big package each, and they also brought a quilt with them. It seemed that they had packed up their things and were about to leave.

A short-haired woman was following behind, stepping on her high-heeled shoes and chasing after her.

Uncle Yu stopped to look at Wei Congbai, and the woman behind him bumped into him before he could stop.

"Fuck."

The black plastic bag on his arm was overwhelmed, and most of it split from the hole, and the contents fell to the ground.

"Sorry sorry,? Didn't notice you stop."

The woman pushed her hair back, and squatted down quickly to help pick up things.

The bags were full of miscellaneous things, such as pen clips, candies, handkerchiefs, towels, and photo frames. There was also a kraft paper envelope that had been opened but not resealed. A wad of bright red banknotes also fell out. .

Wei Congbai was about to squat down to help, but he couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw the money. He took the money one step ahead of his uncle.

Uncle Yu's face changed slightly. Aunt Jin stretched out her hand halfway and then retracted it. She lowered her head and dared not make a sound.

There is a problem at first glance.

Wei Congbai made a rough count, and it was about 1 yuan.

Although it is also possible that Ding Shuangmu sent the condolence fee, if so, they don't have to be so nervous.

"Where did this money come from?" Wei Congbai asked directly, "Is the haunting of this house related to you?"

Aunt Jin trembled when she heard this.

Uncle Yu patted her on the arm hard, turned his head and glared at her, then smiled apologetically at Wei Congbai.

"Master Wei, what are you talking about? What does this have to do with us? We all tell the tenants that there is no ghost."

"When you are haunted, you and your wife are the only tenants. Who else could it be? It's impossible for those tenants who have never lived together to play a prank on you." Wei Congbai is now learning and selling.

The woman who helped pick things up suddenly interjected: "One of the tenants said that he remembered seeing you standing outside his bedroom door with white sheets in the middle of the night, just when he thought the house was haunted."

Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin's expressions became a little ugly, and the words they wanted to defend were stuck in their throats, and they didn't dare to say it again.

Wei Congbai looked up at the woman in surprise, and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman was well dressed and even a brooch was worth a lot of money, obviously she was not in the same league as Aunt Yu Shujin.

When she looked up, she could vaguely see some fine lines around her eyes, otherwise she looked very young.

Wei Congbai felt that she did not look more than 30 years old.

The woman smiled at him and replied briefly, "Reporter."

Perhaps it was also one of the recorders invited by Ding Shuangmu.

But compared to Lin Jianqiu next to her, she seemed more interested in the uncle and his wife.

She had chased Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin all the way out before.

"The tenant is my friend. He was very angry when he mentioned it, and even wanted to call the police immediately."

Aunt Jin turned pale with fright, and subconsciously grabbed her husband's arm.

"He is very curious about why you did this. He is not a difficult person to get along with, and even if there are tenants staying for a long time, it doesn't seem to affect you? The deposit for breach of contract will not reach your hands, or is it just a fear Unemployed?" the woman asked.

"Afraid of losing your job, you secretly help others sell the house?" Wei Congbai patted the money, "Is this also the 'remuneration' you got for colluding with others?"

Aunt Jin's reaction was obviously a little flustered.Uncle Yu gritted his teeth, still unwilling to take the initiative to speak.

The woman slowed down her tone, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I just want to know the truth, my friend has already said that I won't pursue it - just let him know why you did this, otherwise I will always feel uneasy, afraid of offending you What."

"Is it because of the couple who committed suicide?" Lin Jianqiu said suddenly.

"what?"

Both Wei Congbai and the woman's eyes subconsciously shifted to him.

"Why do you say that?"

"Happy candy."

Lin Jianqiu squatted beside him, holding the candy that fell out of the package in his hand, and looked at the candy coating against the light.

The outer packaging is a festive red background with a gold border, with a big "囍" printed on it, and the brand is relatively expensive.

Uncle Yu's family definitely couldn't afford to buy this kind of candy, and they couldn't bear it either.

Maybe it's because it's been placed for too long, the candies inside have melted a little, and even the outer packaging is a little wrinkled, and it feels weirdly sticky to the touch.

"If the wedding candies produced two years ago were brought back from other places, they wouldn't have been hiding in such a remote villa and be reluctant to eat them."

"Among the tenants in the past few years, only the young couple who committed suicide held a wedding, and they were also rich people—did they give it?"

"Such a good brand, I don't eat it myself, I don't give it to my children, and I don't throw it away for such a long time, and I still have to take it with me when I leave. No matter how you look at it, the significance of collecting is greater than its own value."

A candy with a shelf life is unlikely to be taken out to show off after being collected. It can only be that the gift giver has a special meaning to them.

Lin Jianqiu picked up the photo frame again, turned it over and saw that it was indeed a wedding photo of a young couple.

But definitely not Uncle Yu's children.

The female reporter recognized it at a glance: "It's the newlyweds who committed suicide before, and the news was published in the newspaper at that time."

However, because the direction of suicide for love is not very good, the news was quickly suppressed after the case was clarified.

Wei Congbai was a little puzzled: "Didn't it mean that you weren't there when the couple lived in?"

Lin Jianqiu glanced at Uncle Yu and guessed, "Do you want to keep that room?"

Wei Congbai asked him, "Why do you say that?"

"That room is brighter and tidier than other places, and you can see the mountains and rivers through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Didn't the couple stay here because of the beautiful scenery?"

"Huh?" Wei Congbai was still a little dazed, "Because you think the location of the room is good?"

The female reporter immediately reacted: "That room has been cleaned by the two of you."

Because someone committed suicide in the room, people who rent or buy a house in the future will subconsciously avoid it.

Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin could be lazy and not clean the house, or cut corners when cleaning—from other perspectives, they didn't clean every corner of the villa very carefully.

You can even apply to Ding Shuangmu to change it into a utility room, and you can find any reason why the tenant is afraid, and Ding Shuangmu will not disagree.

But for such a long time, they have been cleaning that room unremittingly, and try their best to maintain the original state.

This cannot be explained by the words "serious and responsible".

"Because of guilt or gratitude, I will do this kind of thing spontaneously and for a long time."

Aunt Jin lowered her head a little more.

Uncle Yu's expression also added a bit of sadness.

"Mr. Gu and Miss Qin, they are good people."

In the early summer of last year, Mr. Gu and Ms. Qin came to see the house.

They were very satisfied with the place with large floor-to-ceiling windows where they could see mountains and water. Ms. Qin liked it very much, so Mr. Gu immediately decided to rent it.

At that time, Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin were still in the villa.

On the day that Mr. Gu and Ms. Qin moved in, Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin were cleaning the villa. Just halfway through, the young couple came in with their luggage a day earlier.

Behind him, he also took the housekeeping staff he found to clean and arrange.

The young couple told Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin that they would like to stay here alone for a while, and would like to ask them to go back first.

Wei Congbai had already greeted Uncle Yu, so the two of them were not too surprised, they nodded quietly and agreed.

When the two packed up their things and were about to leave, Miss Qin stopped them. Mr. Gu held a large handful of wedding candies in his arms, and put them all into the pockets of Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin.

They said they also wanted to make their uncles and aunts happy.

They were afraid that Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin would mistakenly think that they were deliberately driving them away, so they repeatedly explained that it was their personal reasons before leaving, and hoped they would not mind.

Afterwards, the young couple drove them back in person.

On the way back, Ms. Qin heard that the sons of Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin were injured in a car accident and had dropped out of school early to live at home. The daughter-in-law was pregnant and could not go out to work. start-up capital.

If they hadn't signed a rental contract with Ding Shuangmu, Uncle Yu's family would almost have thought they were liars.

Ms. Qin was afraid that they would have a psychological burden, so she smiled and said to them: "Just treat it as my loan from you, and then pay me back when you have money."

But she didn't even ask for an IOU.

Of course, Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin will never have the chance to return it to her.

Both Mr. Gu and Ms. Qin committed suicide in the villa room, leaving a very detailed will.

In addition to the part given to Ding Shuangmu, they also reserved some for Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin, saying it was their grandson's newborn gift.

At that time, Uncle Yu's son's small shop had just opened, and life was gradually getting on the right track. Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin were especially thinking about Miss Qin's kindness, and hearing the news that they were seriously ill and committed suicide, they couldn't bear it.

They didn't dare to take the money in the end, so they put it all into Ding Shuangmu's pocket.

They were summoned by the police to cooperate with the investigation, and were forced to recall and sort out the incident over and over again.

The inheritance given to Ding Shuangmu was enough for him to buy another luxury villa. In exchange, the young couple left a wish in their last words, hoping that the room where they died could be preserved as it was, so that their souls could rest in peace after death. .

But that villa actually still belonged to Ding Shuangmu, and he didn't care about this request.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, how can the dead interfere with the affairs of the living?

So Ding Shuangmu took the money and didn't do anything. He just called back the person who took care of the villa, cleaned it up as usual, rented it out as usual, and forbade anyone from speaking about the will and wishes.

The last wedding photo left by the young couple was also thrown out by Ding Shuangmu.

He finds it unlucky.

In the end, Aunt Jin secretly picked it up and hid it when she was cleaning up the trash can.

If it weren't for the rumors of haunting, maybe it wouldn't be long before the traces of the dead couple's existence would be completely erased.

"So you pretend to be ghosts to scare people?"

"It's just that a tenant wants to renovate that room." Aunt Jin explained in a low voice, "But Master Ding forbids us to talk about the suicide note, so we can only..."

"We just didn't want them to get close to that room," said Uncle Yu.

It is impossible for hauntings to be confined to a limited area.

But they can only come up with this way.

"Then the money?" Wei Congbai patted the envelope containing the money and put it back in the bag, "What's going on?"

"Actually, Young Master Ding found a buyer at the end of last year, but he has been holding back and refusing to sell, and has raised the price several times. The buyer is a good friend of Ms. Qin. I asked us to do a little favor. I signed the contract today before leaving. We stuffed the money."

As Uncle Yu spoke, he quickly explained: "But selling the house is a matter between Master Ding and the buyer. We didn't think about making money from it."

Aunt Jin waved her hands again and again.

"Even if it's this money - I hope you don't tell Young Master Ding, or you might be retaliated against...I, I..."

Uncle Yu gritted his teeth, and simply pushed out the envelope containing the money: "Otherwise, please take the money back, we don't want it, and we don't ask for anything else, we just want our family to live in peace and security."

Wei Congbai was stunned, then rolled his eyes, and said, "What about Ding Shuangmu's grandson has nothing to do with me. I'm not happy that he was tricked. I'm just curious about the haunted rumors here."

This means that he will not tell Ding Shuangmu about it.

He pushed the money back again.

When Uncle Yu raised his head, his eyes were red, and he kept saying "thank you".

The female reporter put away the pen and paper for the record and helped to put the last candy into a new bag.

"I can't guarantee for others, but my friend is really not going to pursue it." The female reporter stood up, "Go back early, or you will miss the last train if it's too late." -

Sitting in the car, Wei Congbai and Lin Jianqiu watched Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin walk away. The female reporter also got into her car and drove away quickly.

"It turned out to be such a simple reason?" Wei Congbai sighed.

"What did you expect it to be?"

"At least there are some suicide cases turned into murder cases, or the love-hate relationship between young people. In fact, Uncle Yu and Aunt Jin have never met the couple at all, but they did this for them... …Is it because of the start-up capital?”

"Maybe." Lin Jianqiu looked out the window, "Maybe earlier."

"Earlier what?"

"When they delivered the candy, they repeatedly emphasized it several times. Although it was unconscious, they were obviously very impressed and kept the candy for so long."

"why?"

"I don't know. Maybe... it's because I feel kindness."

"Huh? Is it because of such a flirtatious reason? This is not a cartoon of truth, goodness and beauty."

Wei Congbai felt that Lin Jianqiu was guessing casually, and couldn't help but said, "If you say that they are because that couple lived a better life, I can believe it a little more."

Lin Jianqiu shrugged noncommittally: "It's not impossible."

"However, some inadvertent things, to some people, may exist like light in the darkness."

He said the latter very lightly.

Wei Congbai started the car, looked at the road ahead, and asked after walking on the main road, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Lin Jianqiu shook his head, and changed into the jacket he just brought back, "Could Mr. Wei take me to the hospital on the way?"

"Going to the hospital so late?"

"Go and see Nan Nan, Sister Zhong will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Another reason is that the bearded man has been running to the hospital for nothing in the past two days, and he might meet him in the hospital, saving him the trouble of finding someone again.

"Look at Nannan? That little girl?"

Wei Congbai also noticed the word order in Lin Jianqiu's words, he seemed to care more about that little girl than Sister Zhong.

Normally speaking, wouldn't adults have more presence?

"You like children?" Wei Congbai guessed.

"I don't like it." Lin Jianqiu answered without hesitation.

"Why? I think you don't really care about Nannan, is it because she is more obedient?"

"It has nothing to do with character."

"Ok?"

"Children, you are too fragile."

"……what?"

Lin Jianqiu didn't answer any more. The gate of the hospital was not far ahead. Wei Congbai had something to do and couldn't stay longer, so he turned around and left after saying goodbye.

It is impolite to visit a patient empty-handed, and it used to be unconditional.

Lin Jianqiu looked at the balance that had just arrived on the phone, thought for a moment, and then turned and went into the small shop next to him.

Now I still have some money, and I can be rich once in a while.

The fruit basket wrapped in several layers of plastic wrap is tacky, and the only extra decoration is the pink bow tied on the outside.

There is also a pink rabbit doll on the top, which is much larger than the fruit basket below, and it is crookedly pressing on it.

"This doll is a decoration in our store, and customers need to pay extra if they want it." The clerk reminded.

Lin Jianqiu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's wrap it up for me together."

hospital.

Ye Huaishuang took the note from the doctor, glanced at it, said "Thank you" in a low voice, and then turned to leave after saying hello.

The doctor shook his head behind him, sighed lowly, with regret and regret on his face.

Ye Huaishuang didn't care, and just continued to walk forward, but she was obviously absent-minded.

It was at this time that the cell phone rang.

Ye Huaishuang took out her phone and glanced at it, and found that it was a colleague's name, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

But he answered the phone anyway.

A colleague called and said that there seemed to be something wrong with a certain data in the experiment, and wanted to check with him.

Ye Huaishuang's expression gradually became serious.

There are quite a lot of people in the hall at this time, coming and going in a hurry, if you don't pay attention, you will rub shoulders and bump into someone.

Ye Huaishuang walked as close as possible, looked up for a week, and walked towards the side door with few people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he bumped into something head-on.

The colleague heard a muffled groan from the other side of the phone, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Accidentally bumped into someone—" Ye Huaishuang raised his head to look intently, was silent for a moment, then changed his words, "——rabbit."

colleague:? ? ?

There was indeed a person standing in front of him.

But the man was holding a big rabbit doll in his arms, covering most of his face, Ye Huaishuang could only see the top of the other's hair by virtue of his slight height advantage.

The man staggered slightly after being hit, Ye Huaishuang reached out subconsciously, but could only touch the doll in front of him.

Feeling that he had bumped into someone, the person on the opposite side stopped, leaned against the door to stabilize his figure, and only then struggled to move the doll in his arms slightly, trying to poke his head out from behind the doll.

But he was still holding a fruit basket in his other hand, which was quite heavy, and he couldn't free his hand for a while, so there was a little difficulty in the operation.

Ye Huaishuang took the initiative to help him get the doll.

Then Lin Jianqiu met his gaze.

Ye Huaishuang: "..."

Lin Jianqiu: "..."

What a coincidence.