Have you ever seen such a good evil spirit?

The classmate who wanted to buy Xu Sliang from Nanwang was none other than the later S02, Yuan Rong.

It's just that he was not called Yuan Rong at that time, but Song Rongcheng.

The Song family started to be a ghost dealer from the generation of Grandpa Song Rongcheng. All the children in the family, except for Song Rongcheng's father, were all psychics.

Originally, the old man of the Song family was not very optimistic about Song Rongcheng, his grandson. Who would have expected that spiritual power would be passed down from generation to generation?

So Mr. Song took Song Rongcheng as a key training object.

But training belongs to training, and you still have to learn what you should learn.

Now that Song Rongcheng has been admitted to the best high school in the city, the whole family is overjoyed, sending him to school with big bags on the first day of school.

So Song Rongcheng's useless cousin Song Yangcheng came to work as a coolie.

It turned out that such an inconspicuous coolie took a fancy to Xu Siliang who was following Nan Wang.

"Hey, Xiao Rong." Song Yangcheng asked Song Rongcheng while carrying a large bag of luggage: "Look at the man in front, is the person next to him a ghost? Why does he bring a ghost to school?"

"It's raised at home." Song Rongcheng said disapprovingly.

It's not surprising that he has seen many ghost raisers.

"Where the hell did he buy it from?" Song Yangcheng looked enviously at Xu Siliang, and said greedily, "This looks top-notch, I guess it costs a lot of money."

And Song Rongcheng couldn't understand it: "So what if the ghost looks good? Anyway, it's okay if you can help with things?"

After all, who raises ghosts as pets?Isn't it all for your own selfishness?

Seeing his incomprehension, Song Yangcheng smiled meaningfully, "Forget it, you are still young and don't understand the world of us adults."

After a while, he still felt that it was rare to meet a ghost of this quality in a hundred years, and he was still a little unwilling, so he asked Song Rongcheng to help inquire: "Find a chance and ask that person, if he sells this ghost, please Yes, good brother."

"..." Song Rongcheng glanced at him speechlessly, and waved his hands impatiently: "I know, I know."

He didn't know the person in front of him, where could he ask?

Song Rongcheng's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and he forgot all about it when he turned his head.

It's just that when the dormitory was allocated, he found that Nan Wang, who raised ghosts, was in the same dormitory as him.

He and Nan Wang are not in the same class, but because of the tight number of dormitories, some classes are merged into dormitories.

So Nan Wang and Song Rongcheng just ran into each other.

At first, Nan Wang didn't know that Song Rongcheng could see ghosts, until one day, Song Rongcheng's cousin brought some ghosts to the dormitory to pick Song Rongcheng home, and Nan Wang realized that their whole family could see ghosts.

At that time, in order to get close to Nan Wang, Song Yangcheng took the initiative to ask: "Little handsome guy, why didn't that ghost who usually follows you come today?"

Hearing this, Nan Huang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed and tying his shoelaces, froze for a moment, raised his head to look at him, and said calmly, "He went downstairs to wait for me."

"Oh, that's it, why don't you let him clean up for you?" Song Yangcheng said while using his newly bought ghost as a coolie, "You have to command a ghost, otherwise, what are you doing raising them? Say yes."

However, Nan Wang ignored him.

It's a pity that Song Yangcheng still didn't give up after putting his hot face on his cold ass, and still coveted the ghost raised by Nanwang.

After he settled down for a while, he continued to get close, and directly raised his hand to embrace Nan Lu's shoulders, with a hippie smile on his meaningful face and said: "You and my brother are roommates, and I also treat you as a younger brother. Tell me the truth, are you okay?" Too good at raising ghosts? If you don’t know how to raise ghosts, I can help you tune.teach.tune.teach, our family is all ghost masters..."

"No need." Nan Wang stood up from the bed, avoiding his hand, and looked at him coldly: "Our family's ghost is a precious life, and it is used to be used to it. It is different from your family, sir. Take your set."

After speaking, Nan Wang picked up his schoolbag and left without looking back.

Song Yangcheng was so angry that he couldn't help cursing behind him: "Damn! What the hell! A brat is so rampant! Those who don't know it thought it was run by the Ghost Supervision Bureau!"

Hearing this, Song Rongcheng, who had been watching the show by the side, said speechlessly: "Your own ghost, you can raise it as you like, what are you doing with your hot face and cold butt?"

"Aren't I not reconciled?" Song Yangcheng clicked his tongue lightly, and remembered Xu Siliang's face again, "That ghost is really good. After passing this village, there will be no shop here. Did you ask the price for me? ah?"

"You see, everyone is so precious, can you be willing to sell it to you?" Song Rongcheng rolled his eyes with a lollipop in his mouth.

"That's not certain." The second generation ancestor of Song Yangcheng was alone. He had nothing else, but he had plenty of money. "Who doesn't like money? Exchange a ghost for a large sum of money. Isn't that what ghost dealers do? Raise ten ghosts." Didn’t the eight-year-old ghost just sell it as soon as it said it?”

After hearing his words, Song Rongcheng suddenly hesitated.

Song Yangcheng is right, most people who raise ghosts are cold-blooded.

It is good to give up the ghosts that you have been with for several years, and some people will unlock the spirit deed lock and let the ghosts fly away because of a little bit of trouble, and take pleasure in this.

But he thought carefully about Xia Nanwang's usual sticky reaction to Xu Siliang, and felt that Nanwang didn't seem like that kind of person.

He felt that Song Yangcheng's theory was really useless for others.

But he really couldn't stand Song Yangcheng's nagging, so he could only say impatiently: "I'll help you ask this one time, if he doesn't let you go, you should die as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay." Song Yangcheng said with a playful smile, "Just ask him for a price, I can afford it."

Song Rongcheng rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

After two days, Song Rongcheng finally found an opportunity when Xu Siliang was away, and conveyed Song Yangcheng's thoughts to Nan Wang: "My brother said that the ghost you raised is good-looking, and he fell in love with him. If you want to sell it, you can buy it." Make any price."

The result was as expected, not only was Nan Wang decisively rejected, but he was also annoyed by his yin and yang: "What? You are from the Jinchan family?"

Each of them is ancestral leprosy.□□.

Song Rongcheng: "..."

Song Rongcheng was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only vent all his anger on Song Yangcheng, the culprit.

At that time, they were in the Song family's old house, and all their relatives were sitting at home. Song Rongcheng got angry with Song Yangcheng like this, which directly made Song Yangcheng lose face.

As a result, Song Yangcheng was also full of anger.

He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Not only did he not retreat from the difficulties, but even worsened, and he wanted to find trouble with Xu Siliang.

He felt that as long as he got the ghost and brought it to show off in front of relatives and friends, he could get back the lost face.

It's just that Nan Wang was one step ahead of him, and he couldn't go to school directly.

After listening to Nan's arrogant explanation, Xu Siliang realized belatedly that he seemed to be being targeted by ghost dealers.

"So you don't go to school with me recently," Nan Wang became more and more angry as he thought about it, and began to beat his pillow to vent his anger, "The guy surnamed Song, his brother must not be a good person, he just wants to eat swan meat."

After speaking, he slowly shifted his gaze to Xu Sixian's face, and said angrily, "Why are you so good-looking?"

Xu Siliang: "..."

"I can't control this." Xu Sixing replied truthfully.

"Forget it." Nan Wan curled his lips and snorted softly: "Anyway, you stay at home, and I also reported to my mother about the Song family buying and selling ghosts. Recently..."

While talking, he suddenly frowned again, and changed his words inexplicably: "No, you can't stay at home."

Xu Siliang didn't know why his brain circuits were jumping like this, so he could only look at him inexplicably: "?"

Seeing his eyes, Nan Wang turned his head and stared at him resentfully, his thoughts gradually diverged: "Tell me, what if that person surnamed Song takes advantage of my absence..."

"?"

"What should I do if I climb the window and steal from you?"

"..."

……

Xu Siliang wanted to say, he is not money, how could he do this?

But seeing how brooding Nan Wang was about this matter, Xu Siliang somehow didn't want to speak.

After all, it feels good that someone puts such a ghost at ease.

So Xu Siliang followed Nan Wang's request and attached himself to his Donald Duck keychain every day.

I can stick with him again without being targeted by the Song family.

At first this approach worked well.

However, one day, when Nan Wang was preparing to go home after evening self-study, he suddenly remembered that there was something missing, so he quickly took a shortcut and ran back to the teaching building.

The Donald Duck key chain just fell on the deserted jungle path while he was not paying attention.

Xu Siliang got off Donald Duck and originally wanted to call him, but after thinking about it, it wasn't a big deal, he might as well wait for him at the school gate.

So he took the keychain and walked towards the school gate alone.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by people before he walked out of this jungle path.

It was Song Yangcheng who had observed them for several days.

Song Yangcheng originally came chasing after Nanxuan, and wanted to block Nanxuan here.

In the end, it took no effort at all, and he directly bumped into the ghost he had coveted for a long time.

Song Yangcheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled maliciously and said, "I'm the elder brother of Nan Huan's roommate, don't be afraid."

Xu Siliang: "..."

"I'm not afraid." After listening to his self-introduction, Xu Sliang realized that he was the ghost dealer.

He nodded expressionlessly: "Please let me go."

As he said that, he wanted to bypass Song Yangcheng.

However, Song Yangcheng didn't have any vision at all, and just blocked him, even with a glib tone: "Don't be so rude, I just chat with you, aren't you waiting for Nanlu? Isn't it good to chat?"

"There's nothing to talk about." Seeing that the road was blocked, Xu Sixian simply turned around and walked towards the other side of the path, wanting to go directly to Nan Huang.

Unexpectedly, after Song Yangcheng discovered his intention, he suddenly took out a needle made of jade.

A town spirit talisman was worn on the jade needle, and it stabbed straight at the back of Xu Siliang's neck.

Fortunately, Xu Siliang also noticed the abnormality, and directly raised his hand to restrain Song Yangcheng's wrist.

The jade needle barely stopped before the tip of Xu Siliang's nose.

Xu Siliang took down the jade needle and the town spirit talisman, and increased the strength of his wrist, warning: "Don't come to pester me."

"You fucking..." Song Yangcheng suffered pain in his wrist, and couldn't help crying out: "Aren't you just a ghost?! Did you really give you a face? Ask you if you buy it or not, and you have to force me to be tough." .”

"I told you to let me go and quit, didn't you force me to do it?" Xu Siliang looked at him expressionlessly, and threw him aside.

Song Yangcheng was thrown directly into the bushes by him.

Xu Siliang didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and left.

As a result, Song Yangcheng got up from the ground in embarrassment, and found that he had dislocated his wrist.

But he is not willing to do business that loses money, even if it is like this, he is still ruthless.

He picked up the town spirit talisman and threw it at Xu Sixian again.

Fortunately, Xu Siliang's spiritual power has gradually increased in recent years, and it is not difficult to deal with a weak rook like Song Yangcheng.

He raised his hand to catch the talisman in annoyance, and walked back step by step.

And Song Yangcheng obviously didn't expect Xu Siliang's spiritual power to be higher than his own, and seeing him catch the talisman easily, he immediately felt bad.

Xu Si looked down at him sleepily, then suddenly raised his hand to strangle him by the throat, and stuck the Spirit-Suppressing Talisman on his forehead.

Song Yangcheng fainted immediately.

The spirit-suppressing talisman is not only useful to ghosts, but also to human spirits.

As soon as he posted this talisman, he had to be peeled off for him to wake up.

If you are unlucky, your spiritual power will be gradually suppressed, and in the end you will become an ordinary person without spiritual power.

As soon as Xu Siliang threw Song Yangcheng aside, Nan Wang ran back after taking his things.

He found that his keychain was gone, and hurried back to look for it, only to see Xu Sliang standing on the path with a person lying beside him.

"How are you? Is there anything wrong?" Nan thought he was attacked by Song Yangcheng, and hurriedly grabbed him and turned around, looking left and right, for fear that he might get hurt.

Xu Siliang shook his head, and replied truthfully: "I'm fine, he can't beat me."

"That's good." Hearing what he said, Nan Wang finally felt relieved.

He glared at Song Yangcheng who was on the ground viciously, and kicked him: "It's what you deserve! Stinky toe. □□! You still want to eat my swan, go dream it!"

Xu Siliang: "..."

Xu Siliang was inexplicably amused by his fierce look, and burst out laughing out of nowhere.

He doesn't like to smile very much at ordinary times, even if he smiles, it's just a polite smile.

Now Nan Wang suddenly saw him smiling, he was startled suddenly, and muttered awkwardly: "Why are you smiling at him, why don't you smile at me."

Xu Siliang: "..."

"I didn't smile at him." Xu Siliang saw that he was dissatisfied, so he explained seriously: "You made me laugh."

"That's fine," Nan Wang could accept this explanation, and after listening to it, he moaned and said, "I can barely forgive you."

The two of them left Song Yangcheng in the woods and went home.

Xu Siliang didn't want to kill anyone, so he asked Nan Wang to remind Song Rongcheng to pick someone up.

However, it didn't take long for this matter to reach Fu Zhiyi.

It is estimated that Fu Zhiyi was warned by the Song family about this incident when he was investigating the Song family's buying and selling of ghosts.

Because Xu Siliang was the ghost that Fu Zhiyi used his power to protect himself, even if the Supervision Bureau didn't find out, he shouldn't exist.

Now that he hurt Song Yangcheng again, it can be said that it was an incident of evil spirits hurting people. If the Song family brought this matter to the Ghost Supervision Bureau, Fu Zhiyi would definitely be overwhelmed.

It's just that the Song family can't see the light because of their own business, so they can only use this matter as a handle first, and didn't expose it, but they still used it to remind Fu Zhiyi, so that she would stop chasing down their family.

Therefore, after Fu Zhiyi learned about this, she immediately came over to ask Nan Wang and Xu Sixian.

Xu Siliang was too well protected by Fu Zhiyi and Nan Wang since he was a child, so he didn't understand the rules of the Supervision Bureau. Now that he heard it, he knew that ghosts can't hurt people.

He felt that he had caused a catastrophe, and immediately wanted to apologize.

Unexpectedly, Nan Wang stopped him, and said directly: "I twisted that man's wrist, and I also stuck the town spirit talisman, who made him so annoying, stalking and beating up disgusting people, if I don't do that, The little uncle was taken away by him."

"Is there any reason for you kid?" Fu Zhiyi was no longer gentle when she heard that Nan Huang did it, she just nodded his head and said: "Can you think about it before doing something? Think of other ways, don't move around Just fight with people. Now people insist that Si measured the wounded person, if the Ghost Supervision Bureau finds out, what will you do if you ask Si to measure? Are you caught and reincarnated as a pig?"

Hearing this, Nan Huang pursed his lips, lowered his head for a rare moment of softness: "I'm sorry, but he is the villain who sued first."

Seeing that he apologized, Xu Siliang on the side quickly bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."

"That's enough, that's enough." Fu Zhiyi was not an ignorant person, knowing that the two of them were just trying to protect themselves, so she didn't say anything, just told them to stop making trouble.

This matter has passed for the time being, and the two families have lived in peace for a short time.

But Fu Zhiyi was still worrying about this matter, and Xu Siliang was also worried about it.

He always felt that he had harmed Fu Zhiyi, and he couldn't sleep well at night.

Nan Wang, who was holding him, noticed something unusual, and suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Xu Siliang was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing."

"Why don't you have nothing, why can't you fall asleep every day?" Nan Wang curled his lips dissatisfied, "Are you thinking about that Song Yangcheng again?"

Hearing this, Xu Siliang hesitated for a while, but said truthfully: "Well... I seem to have done something wrong."

"What did you do wrong? That's him rushing to find a beating." Nan Wan snorted indifferently, "You are not wrong, how could you be wrong? You will never be wrong."

But he saw that Xu Siliang was so concerned about this matter, and he couldn't listen to comfort, so he could only try to divert his attention, pretending to be annoyed: "If you keep thinking about him every day, I'm going to get angry."

"..." Xu Siliang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why are you angry again? It's not good to be too angry."

"Then don't be mad at me." Nan Wang rubbed his head on his shoulder, coquettishly said after a long time: "I'm sleepy, little uncle, let's go to bed."

The tone was exactly the same as when he was a child.

Xu Si measured whether this person is soft or not hard, but when Nan Wang said so, he could only nod and agree: "Well, sleep."

For a while, Xu Siliang was so coaxed by Nan Wang that he didn't think about it anymore.

And this matter was brought up again, but it was because of a parent meeting held by Nan Wang.

On the day of the parents' meeting in the second year of high school, Fu Zhiyi really didn't have time to go, so she could only ask Nangan to go.

At that time, Nan Gandu was already 26 years old, and he was no longer as unreasonable as he was when he was a child.

He was able to take over his father's company normally, treated people politely, and spoke softly to Xu Siliang, without any abnormal tendencies.

So Fu Zhiyi was very relieved.

So on the day of the parent meeting, Nan Ganhe took Taga with him.

On the way, Taga pretended to casually mention Xu Sliang's incident: "By the way, Nan Wang, I heard that you beat the grandson of the Song family before?"

"Ang." Nan Wang casually responded, "Why?"

"It's nothing, just curious." Taga smiled and said meaningfully: "I heard that their family is all ghost dealers. You beat them up, so Auntie Fu can't continue to investigate."

Hearing the sound, Nan Wang didn't respond, but Xu Siliang, who was walking aside, suddenly froze.

Originally, he had been coaxed by Nan Wang to stop thinking about it, but now that he was mentioned by Taga, he began to feel guilty again.

He kept his eyes down on the ground all the way and didn't speak.

After sending Taga and Nan Gan to the class, Nan Wang took Xu Si to measure them out: "You are unhappy again."

Not a question, but a statement.

Xu Siliang was silent, and it was rare for him to speak his mind: "I think sister Yi is really hard to deal with, I shouldn't exist, as long as I'm here, sister Yi will always be like a stain on her back, and she will be manipulated. "

"Who said you are a stain?" Nan Wang was not happy when he heard this, and shouted: "Are you saying that I support the stain and help the evildoers?"

Xu Siliang: "..."

"No." Xu Siliang didn't know how he could find trouble so much, so he sighed inexplicably.

"Anyway, don't think about it." Nan Wan curled his lips, "His family is all ghost dealers. If the Supervision Bureau can cure them, they will be cured sooner. This will have to be uprooted. Don't worry about it for a while, not at all. Blame you."

"Well, I see." Xu Siliang nodded, "I'll go out to get some air, you can chat with Brother Nangan here, and tell him about your usual study."

Although Nan Wang didn't really want to let him go, but seeing that he really needed to relax, he didn't say anything, just agreed: "Then don't go too far, and come back when it's almost time."

After a pause, he suddenly laughed again, and continued: "The summer vacation is coming soon, and I will take you on a trip then."

"You're going to take the college entrance examination next year." Xu Sliang reminded him rather helplessly, "Be quiet."

Nan Wang's grades are very good, so he has no pressure at all.

Hearing Xu Siliang talking about him now, he just made a "slight" sound, turned around and entered the classroom.

Seeing him sit down next to Nan Gan, Xu Sliang left the corridor in front of the classroom.

He walked around the huge campus and gradually felt refreshed.

When his mood had almost calmed down, he walked back leisurely.

However, when he was going up the stairs, he heard the voice of Song Rongcheng, Nan Wang's previous roommate.

Song Rongcheng was standing at the upper corner, talking to others: "You said you can help my brother get that ghost?"

Hearing these words, Xu Siliang was taken aback, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He was wondering who the person talking to him was, when he heard a familiar voice from above——

"Of course." Taga replied with a light smile, "I live with him every day, so finding a chance to put him in a ghost box is not a trivial matter?"

"But why did you do this?" Song Rongcheng was a little hard to understand, "You should live with him as a friend or relative, right? Why are you helping my brother?"

Hearing this, Taga twitched the corners of his mouth contemptuously: "Have you checked your household registration? I don't think he is upset?"

What annoyed him the most was Xu Siliang's appearance every time he appeared in front of Nangan with an innocent face.

What's more annoying is that Nan Gan always peeks at his back.

Although Nan Gan always looked for opportunities to play tricks on Xu Sixian when he was a child, but every time the teasing was over, he would go not far away to see if Xu Sixian was angry, would cry, and would run away from home.

However, in the end Xu Siliang was coaxed back by Xiao Nan.

Nan Gan could only watch helplessly as the ghost that should have belonged to him fell into the hands of his younger brother.

And Taga can only watch Nangan envy and envy Nanhuang.

Then he envied and envied Xu Siliang.

It's a pity that Song Rongcheng couldn't understand his mood.

He always felt that the ghost in front of him was very strange, and suspected that something was fraudulent, so he rejected Taga's proposal: "Forget it, my brother probably isn't interested in that ghost anymore."

After speaking, he turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

Hearing his footsteps, he should be going downstairs, Xu Sliang wanted to avoid him, so he also wanted to go downstairs.

Unexpectedly, before he turned around, there was a sudden scream——

In the blink of an eye, Song Rongcheng fell down from upstairs, rolled a few times on the steps and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Dark red blood flowed out from the back of his head, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

It happened that a parent of a student passed by, and the surrounding suddenly became noisy, and everyone started talking.

Xu Siliang froze on the spot, staring at the meandering bloodstain for a long time before realizing that he should go to Taga.

However, Taga has disappeared without a trace.

……

When Xu Siliang heard about this again, it was Song Rongcheng who was not rescued and died in the hospital.

The school surveillance could only see him standing on the stairs for a while, as if he was talking to someone or making a phone call, and then he fell down when he went downstairs.

It was impossible to see that there was a second person at the scene, so it could only be regarded as an accident.

When Nanwang mentioned this matter, it was at the dinner table, and Taganangan was present.

Xu Siliang subconsciously glanced at Taga after listening, but there was no wave on Taga's face.

As if it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing his expression, Xu Siliang wondered if he had guessed wrong.

Maybe Taga just left after speaking, and didn't push Song Rongcheng?

Xu Siliang didn't have any evidence in his hand, and he couldn't talk nonsense, so he could only look away and continue eating.

He didn't mention it again after that.

Unexpectedly, this matter would be held on his head in the end.

It is said that it was the old man of the Song family who learned that there was an abnormality in the monitoring of his most precious grandson before he died, so he directly broke his face with Fu Zhiyi.

Because he felt that there must be a ghost at the top of the stairs.

He even thought that the ghost who chatted with Song Rongcheng at the top of the stairs and pushed him down the stairs was Xu Sliang.

It's just because he had a grudge with the Song family before.

So Mr. Song directly brought Fu Zhiyi's use of power to raise ghosts privately to the Ghost Supervision Bureau.

Because of this, Xu Siliang was taken away by the Ghost Supervision Bureau, and locked in the supervision room on the top floor to wait for release.

It's just that he was lucky, the person who arranged for him was an acquaintance of Fu Zhiyi's family, Xu Sheqing.

At that time, Xu Sheqing was already the deputy director, and he had a lot of authority, so he found a relatively good supervision room for him and let him stay here temporarily.

"Si Liang, right?" Xu Sheqing smiled gently at him, "You can just call me Uncle Xu, you don't have to be afraid, I will help you arrange things properly, you stay here for a while first."

"Okay." Xu Siliang forced a smile, nodded and said, "Thank you, Uncle Xu."

He stayed in the supervision room for half a month.

During this period, only members of the Supervision Bureau who came to inspect from time to time would open the door and take a look. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, they would close the door and leave.

The days are dull and dull, lifeless at all.

Whenever Xu Siliang closed his eyes late at night, he would think in his heart, what happened to Sister Yi, what happened to Nan Wang, and when would he be taken away.

He felt that he was a burden, as if he shouldn't exist at all.

If he doesn't exist, nothing happens.

He didn't dare to think about how sister Yi would be punished, and he didn't know whether Nan Wang, who was about to take the college entrance examination, could still read the book.

Every time he thought of these things, Xu Siliang felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep.

He could only bury his head on the hard pillow, bumping it a few times from time to time, forcing himself not to think about it, forcing himself to fall asleep quickly.

However, tonight is probably destined to be a sleepless night.

Just when he couldn't sleep, the door of the monitoring room was suddenly opened.

Xu Siliang was short of breath, thinking that someone was going to take him away, and immediately sat up from the bed.

However, when he looked up, he realized that the figure standing at the door was not someone else...

It was Nan Wang whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

At this moment, Nan Wang was carrying a large bag and a small bag in his hand, and there were two pillows under his arms, as if he had moved here.

He stood by the door and looked at the environment of the supervision room, and couldn't help complaining: "What kind of broken place is this? Why don't you renovate it? How can you sleep here?"

With that said, he walked in swaggeringly and stood in front of Xu Siliang.

But Xu Siliang just looked at him in astonishment and silence, without speaking.

The atmosphere between them suddenly fell silent, looking at each other without words.

After a long time, Xu Siliang recovered from his astonishment, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"I..." Nan Wang faltered for a while, his eyes dodged, and he began to avoid the important ones: "Uncle Xu and my mother know each other, and he let me in."

"You know, that's not what I'm asking." Xu Si looked at him determinedly, "I'm asking why you came here."

If the ghost is gone, it will be gone, just raise another, no big deal.

So there is no need for Nan Wang to come.

But Xu Siliang still wanted an answer.

Hearing his question, Nan Wan suddenly fell silent.

He didn't know what he was awkward about. After holding back for a long time, he finally came up with a reason that sounded outrageous but not completely outrageous——

"I can't write my homework."

"Can you... teach me?"

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