Stupid, I picked up a ghost

"Koukou...Brother Yanyang? Are you in there?" Fang Quan knocked on his door. Since Wen Yanyang came back at noon saying he was unwell, he hadn't seen him come out again. It's already eight o'clock in the evening now. It is estimated that not only did not eat lunch, but also dinner.

"Come in." Wen Yanyang had been sitting here dryly all day, without even drinking his saliva, his throat was extremely dry, and his voice was a bit hoarse.

Fang Quan pushed the door open and came in, and was startled when he saw his haggard face.

"Brother Yanyang, are you okay? Oh my god!! Your complexion is too ugly, can you tell the program team for you to take you to the hospital?"

Wen Yanyang took a long breath, looked at Yueyue again, and knew that there was no way for him to wait like this, so he got up and patted Fang Quan on the shoulder, "I have nothing to do, let's go, I'll go and see something delicious."

Lowering his head, he saw Fang Quan's hesitant expression, and asked, "Brother Fang Quan, what are you thinking? Your face is wrinkled like a bitter melon?"

Fang Quan hesitated for a moment and felt a bit embarrassed, but he still said honestly: "Brother Yanyang, are you arguing with Ou Lai this morning?"

"Indeed." At that time, he was disgusted by that person, and he didn't even think about lowering his voice. It was normal for the people around him to hear him.

"Brother Yanyang, you heard that he likes to do that kind of business very much, and he has a backer. If he says something excessive, you'd better bear with it, otherwise it will make it difficult for you in the future..."

"Pfft!" Wen Yanyang patted the kid on the head amusedly, "You little brat also knows so much? Don't worry, I know how to measure it, and I will handle it well, but thank you for your kindness!"

Fang Quan is a talented, hard-working boy with a good personality. Wen Yanyang believes that he will have a bright future.

"Well, that's good, but Ou Lai's face has been bad since you left... Did you scold him? Can you teach me how to swear, I don't know..."

Facing the "knowledge-seeking" eyes on the top, Wen Yanyang was a little embarrassed...how come there are still people who can teach you how to swear? ?

Wen Yanyang knocked him on the head.

"Ouch!"

"It's good for children not to learn these messy things...Let's go and eat."

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Yueyue had a severe headache and felt like she was falling down.

He is very familiar with this feeling. It had happened when he was at Wen Yanyang's house for the first time. At that time, it gave him a feeling that he would never wake up, which made him flustered.

Why is it like this again now? ?

He didn't know how long he had slept in the groggy state, and in the confusion, Yueyue thought of Wen Yanyang.

Hurry up and wake up, if you haven't woken up for too long, I don't know what kind of panic that little fool will be, won't he still cry?

But Yueyue seems to be floating in the water now, and she doesn't know when her head will be. She has a feeling of floating to infinity.

It was useless to do anything in this state, so he tried his best to relax himself...Suddenly, he stopped falling.

Then Yueyue was in a trance, and seemed to smell a familiar and pleasant smell.

He took another deep breath...

It seems to be a kind of incense that my mother Ye Nanqiao used to order at home. This kind of incense is very special. It is sent by a friend of my father Yu Xuehan who specializes in making incense every year. No smell of disinfectant?

Yueyue immediately realized that she was not in the room where Wen Yanyanglu's idol had me! ! !

Because in Wen Yanyang's room, it usually smells either of his shower gel or the milky scent of the cake he ate...

Where is he now? ?

Yueyue tried to open her eyes, but her facial features didn't seem to belong to him, and she couldn't control them at all. She couldn't even turn her eyeballs. Only his thoughts and brain could work...

After a long time, he heard the sound of the doorknob turning, and then someone came to roll his eyelids, and Yueyue guessed that the person even took a flashlight to shine on his pupils.

"...Today's condition is very good. It seems that the plan implemented recently is very good. If we continue, I guess the patient will wake up in a short time..."

My hearing is not very good, and I can't hear very clearly, but based on the general content, I guess this is a doctor.

"Good Doctor Cheng..."

mom? ! ! !

Hearing this familiar voice, Yueyue's heart was greatly shaken, because no matter how bad his ears were, he couldn't admit that it was his mother Ye Nanqiao's voice! !

So he returned to his own home?

In the next second, what he thought of was: Then can he return to Wen Yanyang's side?If I disappeared or didn't wake up, that guy must be worried!

After seeing off Dr. Cheng, Ye Nanqiao sat down beside the bed and looked at Yu Haoyue's face for a long time, trying to see him open his eyes.

But no... Gently caressing Yu Haoyue's face with his hand, he hasn't seen the sun for a month, his face is sickly pale, and he has lost a lot of weight.

"I've lost so much weight, it's all bones when I touch it, how can I get it back?? Wake up quickly, Yueyue."

Sighing, Ye Nanqiao picked up the book beside the bed, flipped to the place where she ended last time, just like reading a bedtime story to a child, slowly, continued to read to Yu Haoyue word by word.

Ye Nanqiao's gentle voice calmed Yueyue down, and she felt unavoidable guilt in her heart.

Yueyue can imagine how shocked and terrified her parents were when they received the news of their children's car accident, and how desperate they were when they signed one after another critical illness notice. Let them all worry about it.

But now that my consciousness has returned to its original body, isn't it not far from waking up?

Because her eyes were closed, Yueyue didn't know how long Ye Nanqiao read to him, but only knew that Dong Zhiwen came later.

Dong Zhiwen opened the curtains to let in more sunlight. There was still a bouquet of flowers on the bedside, which was very fragrant, adding a little more popularity to the ward.

As soon as he sat down, his chatty nature couldn't bear it anymore, "It's already the 25th today and I haven't woken up. At this time next month, "The Deep" you starred in will be released. The main creator has been promoting it recently. , but would it be plausible without the promotion of the leading role??

Hey, I won’t force you to open your eyes and run promotions for me now, I just hope you can wake up before its premiere, after all, this is a movie you spent more than half a year preparing last year, if you can’t wake up in time, it will be much worse such a pity. "

The premiere of a movie is a trivial matter, but it's just a ritual, it's the same when you watch it, but Yueyue's attention is completely on the time...

Today is already the 25th?

Yueyue's heart skipped a beat, because he clearly remembered that Wen Yanyang's live broadcast was on the 20th, so he has been asleep for 5 days? ! !

How anxious is Wen Yanyang...

And Wen Yanyang's last stage will be three days later, Yueyue doesn't want to miss every stage of Wen Yanyang's life.

Then Yueyue thought that Dong Zhiwen would reveal some information, but what he didn't expect was that this person actually read the script, and he still read his character's lines with emotion... To be honest, it's a bit irritating...

No, it's not a solution to lie down like this all the time, I have to find a way to wake up, or go back to Wen Yanyang's side!

Yueyue automatically blocked the chattering Dong Zhiwen, and turned her mind quickly.

He knew that he could return to his original body, most likely because of the prayer beads on his hands, so the prayer beads should be able to help him with other things.

Fortunately, at the beginning, I thought that I could only borrow the Buddhist beads for a while and then return the Buddhist beads to Zhuang Yuansi, so Yueyue carefully studied the Sanskrit words engraved on the Buddhist beads, and tried every means to translate these obscure Sanskrit words.

He recalled it carefully, and then silently read the words word by word.

It didn't work at first, but when he was about to give up after cycling countless times, he suddenly felt like his body was floating in a hot air balloon, but it wasn't high enough and not completely...

Really useful! ! !

Yueyue was overjoyed, and then continued to try day and night, and finally on the day Wen Yanyang was about to take the stage, when he finished reading the last word on the beads, he suddenly felt dizzy.

His eyes lit up, he frowned, raised his arm to cover his eyes, and opened them again.

What he saw was the familiar decoration style of his home, with Ye Nanqiao's paintings hanging on the wall.

But he is not familiar with this room, it is probably one of many guest rooms.

However, he looked around, and it seemed that something was not quite right...

Yueyue thought for a while, then raised her hand, and what she saw was no longer the white and tender hands of a child, but a pair of strong, generous and strong grown man's hands! !

So it's back to normal?I'm no longer a little bean!

He strode to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

No... The mirror is empty and cannot reflect him, which means that he is still in the state of a soul.

A little disappointed, Yueyue walked back to the hospital bed and saw "myself" lying on the hospital bed, peacefully, sleeping soundly. By drip, it is estimated that he will not be able to see that he is a comatose patient.

And it wasn't disfigured...he was relieved.

After leaving the room, Yueyue came downstairs and saw Ye Nanqiao cutting flower branches at the small coffee table.

There are many flowers on the table, they are of all colors, they are very beautiful.

Ye Nanqiao would ask the housekeeper to buy some flowers every day, cut them up by herself, and put them in the vase next to Yu Haoyue's hospital bed, so that the atmosphere would not be too depressing.

After not seeing each other for more than a month, Yueyue found that her mother's hair, which was always well maintained, had already had several gray hairs...

Yueyue held Ye Nanqiao's hand distressedly. His mother was a spoiled little princess, and he never wanted to see any sadness on her face.

But now he is so worried about his affairs that he not only has gray hair, but also wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

And he remembered that this month, Ye Nanqiao originally had an art exhibition in City C, but now she is still at home...