He doesn't want to make green tea

"This is your grandma's room, right?"

Lian Yuanqing asked while helping Zhang Yu make the bed, and he sat on the quilt, "Your family is so kind to you, I didn't feel cold at all when I was doing my homework in your room, but this room seems to be a bit drafty. "

It's already October, and it gets a bit cooler when it gets dark, and the temperature difference between the two rooms is even more obvious.

Zhang Yu didn't know that the room of grandma and grandpa would be cold at first, and he only discovered it when he lived with grandma after his grandpa passed away.

During the period of returning to his hometown, this house is full of memories of his childhood.

Seeing that Zhang Yu had a weird expression, Lian Yuanqing moved closer and rubbed Zhang Yu's head twice, his hands were not small but warm, he was leaning against the wall, a little lazy: "I will treat you well in the future. "

Love Zhang Yu like you love your family.

Zhang Yu turned his head to avoid it: "Then you go and help Luo Wei wash the dishes."

Lian Yuanqing scoffed: "I said I was good to you, but I didn't say I was good to him."

Luo Wei heard this when he entered the door, so as soon as he came back, Lian Yuanqing was sent back to his room to do his homework.

Before leaving, I was reluctant.

This is the second time living alone with Luo Wei, Zhang Yu is a bit awkward, but fortunately this is an environment he is familiar with, and he is not at the point of fleeing.

The man took the mosquito medicine out of the bag and sat on the quilt. The beds of the two were also close to each other. Luo Wei suddenly pulled Zhang Yu's calf out.

Zhang Yu was startled and wanted to shrink back: "What's wrong?"

It was dark when they came back, and there were many mosquitoes here in the evening, and Zhang Yu's calf was also bitten a few times, with patches of red, itchy, and conspicuous.

Luo Wei lowered his head slightly, his raised eyes drooped a bit sexy, he applied the medicine on his fingers first, and his slightly cold fingertips touched Zhang Yu's calf.

Zhang Yu squeezed his wrist: "How about I do it myself?"

The latter just pulled out his hand and ignored him, which made Zhang Yu feel even more awkward, a little confused about the other party's attitude and thoughts.

His calf was about to turn. As soon as the medicine was finished, he couldn't wait to draw his feet back. He got into the bed with only a pair of eyes exposed, and changed the subject: "Turn off the light."

Seeing that the expression on Luo Wei's face didn't change much, he didn't seem to care. He just took out a mosquito repellent sachet from the medicine bag and stuffed it into Zhang Yu's hand hidden under the quilt.

"Take this and sleep better."

Zhang Yu held it, the room felt warm and comfortable, and he fell asleep after a while.

Half asleep and half awake, he felt that someone was in front of him. As soon as Zhang Yu opened his eyes, he was in the mourning hall.

This is the first time since he was reborn that he dreamed about the things in his previous life.

Zhang Yu saw his own funeral, and there were not many people there as he imagined, because he had no friends, and there was no sad atmosphere at the funeral, only Xing Yuxing was crying for his good image.

Xing Yuxing was still following Fang Jingsheng.

Zhang Yu suddenly felt unlucky. After he died, he would have to watch these two people pretending at his funeral.

He didn't want to continue watching it at first, but his soul couldn't leave the mourning hall, so he could only watch the two acting in boredom.

Xing Yuxing's eyes were red, but he didn't shed a few tears, and he advised others: "Jing Sheng, don't be too sad, there is nothing you can do about it."

This was the first time Zhang Yu saw that Fang Jingsheng in his previous life was impatient with Xing Yuxing, Fang Jingsheng only replied with one word: "Get lost."

Not scolding Zhang Yu, but scolding Xing Yuxing.

And Xing Yuxing didn't seem to be surprised by Fang Jingsheng's attitude, but was a little disappointed and listless, and was quickly taken away by a man.

Zhang Yu also noticed that Fang Jingsheng had lost a lot of weight, and sat motionless in his seat. When the funeral was over, some classmates called him, but he didn't leave. He still sat on the chair, staring at Zhang Yu's spirit.

The scale of the funeral was not large, and soon the mourning hall was empty, leaving Fang Jingsheng alone, and Zhang Yu couldn't see it even if he wanted to.

And in this empty mourning hall, the atmosphere is like a horror movie, Fang Jingsheng even called his name:

"Zhang Yu."

Zhang Yu was afraid of ghosts at first, so he was frightened cleverly.

Fang Jingsheng's voice was very hoarse, his voice seemed to be split, and it was very difficult to make a sound.

Startled by the voice, Zhang Yu raised his head, but saw that Fang Jingsheng, who had always treated him coldly before his rebirth, was crying.

Those eyes were bloodshot, and it was even scary to look closely. I don't know if I cried too much, and my eyelids couldn't open any more tears. The first-class tears hurt like being cut by a knife.

"I'm sorry." He lightly touched Zhang Yu's photo on the stage with his fingers, but there was no one around.

I will never see this person again.

The little tail that he had always disliked finally disappeared.

"Zhang Yu...I want to see you."

Speaking of this, Fang Jingsheng seemed to have finally recognized the reality, and Fang Jingsheng sat on the ground slumped.

As far as hate is concerned, it has long since disappeared. Zhang Yu just feels desolate. He has spent his whole life with such a group of people.

When he was first reborn, he might still be moved by this picture, but after experiencing so many things in his rebirth, and meeting so many people, he seems to have figured it out. His life still has a chance to start again, and there is still Another possibility is that it is not that when others think of him, he will reconcile with these people.

The moment Zhang Yu felt that the soul could escape, Zhang Yu left the mourning hall. The man behind him seemed to feel something, and suddenly stretched out his hand in his direction to touch him, and called Zhang Yu again with the loudest voice. .

But in the end, he couldn't see Zhang Yu either.

After leaving the mourning hall, Zhang Yu casually walked outside. He saw a riverside that he had never been to before, and also saw Luo Wei, who was sitting quietly on the grass by the bank.

Just like Zhang Yu, he is also floating.

Seemingly noticing Zhang Yu's gaze, Luo Wei turned his head and met Zhang Yu's cold gaze.

Zhang Yu still remembered the news from his previous life that Luo Wei died a few days before his death.

So this should be Lowe's soul.

Luo Wei was still the same as when he first met him, with an inexplicable intimidating force, his eyes swept over, making Zhang Yu take a step back in fright.

He heard some horror in Luo Wei's voice, and suddenly floated in front of him, pinching Zhang Yu's neck who was about to run away: "How can there be ghosts in broad daylight?"

Zhang Yu was pinched almost out of his wits, and the whole ghost was a little cramped, but he was not speechless. He pointed at Luo Wei's feet weakly: "Aren't you also a ghost?"

Lowe:? ?

Lowe lowered his head, only to notice that he was also floating in mid-air, and the expression on that beautiful face was instantly surprised.

He slowly let go of the hand that was pinching Zhang Yu's neck, but he hadn't figured out when he died. Feeling Zhang Yu's gaze, Luo Wei took two steps back, keeping a distance from him, as if adapting to the new identity quickly , his eyes were cold and distant, and he asked Zhang Yu in a straightforward tone: "Where is the reincarnation?"

Zhang Yu:"……"

He didn't know either.

If this is what happened after his death in his previous life, Zhang Yu never thought that he would meet Luo Wei and look at him secretly.

When they were living in a rental house together, he felt that Luo Wei's face was too colorful to look like a person. If he was a little paler, he would be suitable for being a ghost. Now he met the soul version, and it really fits very well.

A barefooted old man came running from a long distance, towards the direction of Zhang Yu and the two of them, although he was running, he was running in the air. Seeing the old man like this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but said:

"Is this the Naihe Bridge? Why are there so many ghosts?"

Lowe simply ignored him.

The old man walked up to the two of them, as if he was in a hurry, and took out a small notebook from his pocket: "I work in the local government."

The old man pointed to Zhang Yu while looking for the name in a small book and said:

"Your name is Lowe? Lowe, right? You have a chance to be reborn."

Lowe was impatient for a long time, clicked his tongue, and almost snatched the roster: "What do you mean?"

He was obviously a brat, but this attitude stunned the old man for a moment. There are a lot of brats making trouble in the underworld, and he has seen too many arrogant ones, but he has never seen such an arrogant one.

Zhang Yu hurriedly persuaded the fight: "He just died, and he is not in a good mood, so don't worry about it with the brat."

Luo Wei glared at Zhang Yu.

Old man: "..."

Only then did the old man continue to say: "Lovi, because of the modern office of the life and death book, and the power outage, some mechanism failures, the superiors decided to give you a chance to start over."

In other words, dead wrong.

At this moment, Zhang Yu began to suspect that he was not clear-headed, otherwise how could he have such an outrageous dream.

"The damn one is Zhang Yu, but because the system got your avatars wrong, it took you away first."

Zhang Yu:"……"

Seeing that neither of them spoke, the old man asked Zhang Yu, "Which of you two is Luo Wei?"

A chance to be reborn is in front of him, but Lowe seems very disgusted.

Lowe: "He is."

Then he pointed to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu:?

"Is that why you don't want to live?"

However, before he could answer these words, he woke up the next moment, half of his body was paralyzed from this sleep, the outside had already begun to dim, and the big rooster next door was crowing.

It's all a mess.

Is it a dream or a memory from a previous life?

Zhang Yu got up and wanted to rub his forehead, but suddenly found that he couldn't move. He lifted the quilt and looked down, his hand was actually completely wrapped by Luo Wei's palm.

Luo Wei was sleeping completely facing Zhang Yu, and the other arm was still wrapped around Zhang Yu's forearm, sticking tightly.

Zhang Yu wanted to pull out his hand, but he didn't twitch. Seeing that the man was sleeping soundly, he remembered the dream just now, but he still didn't bother him.

Let him sleep for a while, Zhang Yu thought.

He lay back on the bed again, closing his eyes and thinking wildly. For a while, it was the scene of his previous life, and for a while, it was about moving the grave.

After a while, Zhang Yu heard a tut, and the person lying beside him moved. Luo Wei was impatient with the cock, and got up suddenly, but Zhang Yu dragged him back after moving.

Luo Wei looked at Zhang Yu who was lying on the bed with wide eyes in surprise, and then looked at the hands they held together.

After looking at each other for a moment, Zhang Yu finally pulled out his hand first:

"are you hungry?"

Luo Wei hummed and rubbed his sleepy hair: "Let me cook with you."

This person obviously looked exactly the same as in the dream, but his work style was completely different. Luo Wei helped Zhang Yu wash the vegetables and fried two eggs.