what is my husband

"Lu Ting?" Jiao Xuliang frowned, "How did he tell you? Please repeat the original words at that time."

"He said, before eleven o'clock tonight, go to villa A329 to stay and watch." The manager spread his hands, "That's all, no mention of ghost crying, and no mention of Zhou Zhou. But his tone is very sure, as if he is interested in our community. Things are in the palm of your hand."

Jiao Xuliang thought that Lu Ting might have discovered that Zhou Zhou did it today, or even before today.

The process of the matter is not mentioned for the time being, but the other party chose to use the hands of the property and the police to expose the matter to the public, and indirectly let him know the pain his daughter is suffering... The above is enough for him to express his gratitude to the youth.

Jiao Xuliang accompanied his wife back home, and they went up to the second floor together.

The aunt was still guarding the door. Seeing the couple coming back, she walked over anxiously, "Miss has never come out, and I seem to have heard crying. Sir, madam, do you want someone to break open the door. I'm afraid that Something will happen if you go down."

Before Jiao Xuliang made his fortune, he did a lot of rough and heavy work in order to earn his first sum of money.He signaled his wife and nanny to take a step back, and broke the door lock with one foot, and the door smashed against the wall with that force, making a loud bang.

Shushu sat in front of the computer, motionless, and the lamplight illuminated the water marks on her face clearly.

She was crying, crying for a long time.

Mrs. Jiao jumped in and hugged her daughter, patting her on the back while comforting her in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's all over, mom and dad are here."

Shushu pushed her mother away, revealing her eyes covered by bangs, which were terribly dark, "Why didn't you let him continue, why did you call the police! Do you know what you did!"

Jiao Xuliang frowned, and held his daughter's waving arm, "He made a mistake, of course we have to call the police, should we let him continue to torture everyone like this?"

"You don't understand, you don't understand anything!" Shushu screamed, "Maybe he will appear soon, but all of this will be ruined by you!"

"What are you talking about?" Jiao Xuliang couldn't understand his daughter's nonsense at all.

"I'm just pretending, whether I'm crying or struggling on the ground like a lunatic, I'm just pretending to draw him out!" Shushu has always been very lively, but after her sister passed away, her Personality gradually became low and quiet.He speaks softly and works quietly.

Jiao Xuliang suddenly didn't know such a loud daughter.

His head began to ache again, and his heart started beating crazily following his daughter's eyes with strong hatred. His intuition reminded him that the him in Shushu's words might not only represent a person, but also a past that could not be looked back.

Jiao Xuliang opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "Shushu, who are you waiting for, why did you lure him out, and what did he do."

"Sister..." Shushu suddenly turned his head to look at the window, his eyes were not empty, but focused on a certain point, as if there was really a person standing there.

"Do you know why my sister committed suicide?" She turned her head back, her eyes slipped from her father's face and landed on her mother's face.

After a brief stay, she lowered her head and set her eyes on the back of her hands on her knees.

Mrs. Jiao's breathing became short of breath, she pinched her palm with ten fingers, her body shook, and it was the aunt behind her who supported her.

"Why?" The woman pushed away her aunt's hand, knelt on the ground on one knee, and firmly held her daughter's hand, "You know, right? Don't you!"

"Yes, I know, I know everything!" Shushu pushed his mother away and rushed to the bedside, where there was a small wooden box next to the bedside table.

The box was locked, and no one could open it except Shushu himself, and no one knew what was inside.

The girl took the small key that never left her body from her neck, and opened the lock with a click.

Posthumous photos, the censer full of incense ashes, the black tablet, and the school uniform that Nan Nan wore when she was alive.

The school uniform is very old, has not been washed, there is already mold on it, and there is a little blood near the blue-gray mold.

"This is the school uniform my sister wore on the day my sister died. You must still remember it?" Shushu picked up the dress and shook it off, turning up one side of the collar. There was a small flower and "Nan Nan" on it, which was for Mrs. Jiao. My daughter and others took the wrong school uniform and embroidered it on purpose.

Jiao Xuliang froze in place for a moment, then took the school uniform and held it in his hands, brushing the protruding embroidery with his fingertips, his eyes immediately became moist.

"I don't know who spread the word, laughing at my sister as an orphan who no one wants, and being picked up by you and dad is a blessing in several lifetimes. They just occasionally made little trouble for my sister, throwing away her pen, Tearing up textbooks, hiding homework... But after they found out that her sister would not tell her parents and teachers, they started to do it. They would not leave obvious marks on her body. They never slapped people in the face. They would catch her hair, squeeze her head hard..."

Shushu's eyes were straight, as if he was witnessing those scenes with his own eyes.

"They have been broadcasting live since then, but there is no current 'anchor'. Every time my sister is blocked by them in the toilet and warehouse, those people will send out a mobile phone to shoot, and many people will watch it. They will stay Bullet screen, there will be rewards, and sometimes people who donate a lot can specify a 'program'. Just like what you saw from Zhou Zhou's phone..."

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiao had already burst into tears, and choked up and said, "Why didn't she tell us."

"Because she knows that she is an adopted child, and I am afraid that you will think she is causing trouble and abandon her." Shushu's eyes slowly turned to look at his mother, "Will you?"

"No." Jiao Xuliang's voice was low, because of the angle, the light from the desk did not shine on his face, making his gaze particularly gloomy.

The people who knew that Nan Nan was adopted were all from their own family, who the hell said that and gossip!

Jiao Xuliang clenched his fists and asked word by word: "Shu Shu, continue."

Jiao Shushu glanced at her father's scary face, and tangled her fingers together, "Then one time, my sister was stripped of her school uniform and locked in the bathroom, and a few girls purposely took pictures with their mobile phones, and then posted the pictures to various groups. I didn't know at the time that she was the woman my classmates often said was being bullied in the first year of high school, until those photos were uploaded to the mobile phones of our classmates."

"Dad, the sister in the photo is so embarrassed, I can feel her fear and humiliation. Then I skipped class and ran from the junior high school to the bathroom in the high school. As soon as I opened the door, those people came back."

"My sister hugged me and covered my mouth. Those mobile phones came in from the top of the compartment. Immediately afterwards, they found another person inside. They were both surprised and excited, and eager to pull me out. It was my sister who desperately protected me. Stop me and kneel on the ground to beg them. She knocked her head for a long time, and her head was broken..."

"That's why she cut her hair..." Nan Nan didn't have bangs, but Mrs. Jiao remembered very clearly that one day she and her sister came home very late and said they had gone to get their hair cut.

The little girl was just at the age when she loved being pretty. Mrs. Jiao didn't think much about it. At that time, she thought the new hairstyle was very beautiful, and wanted to reach out to touch the head of the eldest daughter, but she avoided it.

Seeing her mother's surprise, Nan Nan held her hand and said, "Mom, I have a lot of homework today. I'm going upstairs to do my homework."

The daughter was still as well-behaved as ever. Mrs. Jiao touched her face, then turned and went into the kitchen to make fruit plates for her two daughters.

If she had pushed Nan Nan's bangs away, if she had been able to observe more carefully, wouldn't the tragedy have happened?

"Those who bully my sister always call her an ugly duckling. She was born in an orphanage. She is an abandoned bastard. How can she live in a rich family? They keep saying that she is unworthy and that she is a drag in the family." , said that her birth was a mistake, otherwise how could she be abandoned by her biological parents... After the incident in the bathroom, I was also targeted by them. I was very scared and wronged. I thought about telling you about it, but my sister said , the matter will end soon, and no one can hurt us."

Jiao Shushu will never forget that day, she pushed open the bathroom and saw a pool of blood.

Nan Nan cut an artery, the wound was deep and long, the water in the bathtub had already cooled down.How painful it must be for her favorite sister to lie alone in the cold water... On the shelf above the bathtub, there is a suicide note.

[I shouldn't have come to this house, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, Shushu, you have to be good, my sister will always be with you. 】

I never thought that the end would end with death.

Later, my mother suffered from depression and suffered from insomnia all night, and my father was also in tears because of the death of my sister, running back and forth between the hospital and the company.Shushu hid everything in his heart and worshiped secretly in his room.

"After returning to China, I have been paying attention to those people, and found that their game is still going on, but the participants have changed a group of people. The 'anchor' who was violent was selected and appointed by the homeowner at the school. He is the Tibetan The real murderer behind the scenes has always been him.

So I revealed to my classmates that I had recuperated abroad due to psychological problems. As expected, someone soon found me and asked me if I was mentally ill.I feigned resistance to arouse their interest.

But in a week, those people started to trouble me, they threatened me, if I told the teacher and parents, they would tear my clothes, take pictures and put them on the bulletin boards...they have recently become obsessed In the supernatural game, the cry of a female ghost is played every night, and it is said that it can recruit ghosts..."

When Shushu said these words, his eyes were very calm, completely different from the girl who was almost always scared by ghost crying before.There was a kind of calm beyond her age that the couple didn't know.

"Dad, Mom." Shushu's voice suddenly became sweet and naive, "You know, I can feel that they are very satisfied with my performance, and if it is only a little bit close, the owner will show up. As long as he shows up, I will Find a way to know who he is. I want to avenge my sister, I want to kill him! I want to kill him!"

The girl hung down on the desk excitedly, screaming in a sharp voice, "Why are you arresting Zhou Zhou, why why!"

"Shushu, calm down." Jiao Xuliang hugged his daughter into his arms. The man, who was nearly forty years old, cried tears and sniveled, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. "Leave this matter to Dad. Someone will find it, I promise."

"What guarantee do you have? You don't know anything at all! I don't have time. I want her to see that the person who caused her got what she deserved before she leaves!"

"Shu Shu, who is she you're talking about?" Mrs. Jiao's steps were heavy, but her bones had no strength at all. The past was like a sharp knife, cutting her from head to toe, from the inside out.

She had already guessed it in her heart, but she couldn't believe it, "It's Nannan, right? It must be Nannan!"

"Nannan, where are you, come out and let my mother see you."

"Good girl, do you blame your mother for not protecting her well and refusing to see me?"

"Nan Nan, let mom see if you're alright, I beg you, let me kneel down for you, okay..." Mrs. Jiao's eyes were blurred with tears, her mind went blank, those cries were completely instinctive from a mother to her daughter shout.

Shushu held back her tears and said nothing. After a while, she pointed in one direction and said, "She's just beside the bed, looking at us all the time. Mom, sister is crying, she's crying so sadly."

Mrs. Jiao was so heartbroken, sobbing uncontrollably, she threw herself on the bedside on her knees, groping wildly with her hands, even if she could touch a corner of her clothes.However, there is nothing there.

The source of the haunting was found out, and the people in the community finally got a good night's sleep.Only the Jiao family's villa was lit all night.

The nanny huddled in the corner, looking at the wife who was looking for her daughter like a lunatic. The girl who was always quiet on weekdays was also sitting blankly in front of the coffee table at this moment, with complex emotions that shouldn't be in her eyes at this age.

Jiao Xuliang held his wife's hand tightly and forced her to sit down, "Nan Nan is dead!"

"No, she's still alive!" Mrs. Jiao's eyes were full of hope, she turned to look at her little daughter, "Shushu, where is your sister? Why can't mom see her?"

Shushu opened his mouth, tilted his head and stared at the corner, "She's right there."

Jiao Xuliang felt like his head was going to explode. His wife had hallucinations when she was in the most serious condition, but her daughter's mental state was only more unstable than ordinary people, and there were no symptoms of hallucinations.

After finally restoring a stable home, it was shattered overnight.

He found the psychiatrist's phone number, hung up on the other end without saying anything, and the other party came to the door not long after.After some questioning, the answer given was very strange.

"I don't think Mrs. Jiao's condition is too bad. It's just that she was stimulated and overly sad that she lost control. I remember that you have a spare medicine at home. Give her a pill, and she should be able to calm down a little after she sleeps." He Frowning, he looked at Shushu again, "You have seen the results of the test just now, Shushu's condition is stable and there is no sign of recurrence."

Jiao Xuliang: "Yes, but she keeps saying that she saw Nan Nan."

The psychiatrist was also very confused. He studied under a famous doctor and has sharp eyes. There are indeed patients who deliberately pretend to be healthy people and try to fool them, but he has never been successfully deceived.

After careful observation, he found that the girl was very quiet and peaceful. It seemed that in order to facilitate his scrutiny, she went upstairs to get her homework and wrote it down.Only when her mother asked about her sister, there would be a weird look on her face.

If I had to describe it, Shushu's expression was a little nervous and weird, as if there was really a person standing there that only she could see.

Mental illness is not formed overnight, and it will be reflected in daily life before the onset of the disease.And every other week, accompanied by Jiao Xuliang, Nan Nan and her mother would go to the consultation room for psychological evaluation.

Before today, the psychiatrist was quite sure that the girl's psychological condition had been normal and that she had no tendency towards hallucinations.

Could it be that she was too good at disguising and deceived him too?But this girl is only 15 years old, and she only knows how to study and play.

Shushu seemed to know what he was thinking, stopped writing the draft, and looked at the doctor for a moment: "I'm not sick, and I didn't lie to you. The reason why I can't detect it is because my sister is always there. She is not a hallucination, I naturally There's no need to pretend."

The psychiatrist felt a little cold. The girl's eyes were too sharp, as if they could pierce people's hearts.Not long after, he left. Before he left, he told Jiao Xuliang to observe more, if he really couldn't do it, he would go to the doctor for a checkup in the morning.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Jiao Xuliang sent the doctor away.The wife fell asleep on the sofa after taking the medicine. The daughter put away the book and got up to look at him: "I knew you wouldn't believe it, so I kept silent. I'm not sick, you are sick."

"Shu Shu!" Jiao Xuliang was a little angry.

Shushu: "You are sick. Once bitten by a snake for ten years, you are afraid of well ropes. When you are cheated once, you suspect that others are liars! Dad, don't you think you are too absolute?!"

When Mrs. Jiao was suffering from severe depression, Jiao Xuliang couldn't bear to send her to a mental hospital. He moved his work to his home and personally guarded his wife who was wandering around the house like a wandering ghost all day long.I had no time to take care of it, so I had to send my daughter abroad and ask a friend to take care of her.

There was an accident in the factory that day, and he had to rush over there, just as his mother came, bringing a friend behind her.

Without thinking too much, Jiao Xuliang asked a few words, saying that he would be back soon, and hurried to the factory.

When he came back, there was no one in the house, and a puddle of black water was sprinkled on the ground.He called his mother, but no one answered, and then called his aunt, and learned that his wife had actually entered the hospital.

The reason is in the food.

If it weren't for the auntie nanny who said she would send his wife to the hospital, Jiao Xuliang's mother and witch would still want to keep his wife at home for observation.

Knowing everything, Jiao Xuliang lost his temper and immediately drove the two of them away. From then on, Jiao Xuliang didn't really believe in ghosts and gods, and hated feudal superstition even more.

Just when he thought his life could continue to be happy, grief came back, and the whole family was clouded.Jiao Xuliang sat on the sofa and waved weakly at his daughter, "Shushu, go to sleep, it's too late today. Don't go to school tomorrow, Dad will ask you for leave."

"I can really see her! Why don't you believe it!" Shushu angrily threw away the book in his hand, pointed at Jiao Xuliang's feet and said, "I'm not crazy, Dad, you believe me, take a look at her, If you don't look at her, you're leaving!"

Somehow, Jiao Xuliang turned his head stiffly and looked over, the floor was empty.

From her father's eyes, Shushu saw dazedness, and she knew that neither her father nor her mother could see her, and she was the only one who could see her sister in this world.

Nan Nan is a very gentle person. Shushu fought with children outside and loosened her braids. She would take her younger sister to sit in the small garden and braid her braids little by little.At that time, she thought, how good is my sister, she should be mine alone, and she will always be good to me.

But now, she doesn't want her sister to be hers alone at all, and she doesn't want to be the only one to see it.

"Shushu, go to sleep, be obedient." Jiao Xuliang's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were sad and heavy.

Shushu bit her lip, picked up the things that fell on the ground, and clattered upstairs on her slippers.

The downstairs living room was dead silent, and the aunt also stayed up all night. She came out from the corner and wiped the water on the coffee table with a rag, "Sir, the madam's incident is indeed very irritating, but I still want to say that someone in our hometown He can really see ghosts. His daily life is no different from others, the only difference is that he said that he can see his deceased wife every day. I don’t know if this is an obsession, or there are really unexplainable things in the world , but Shushu's situation is really similar to that person..."

Jiao Xuliang's mind was buzzing, and there were sharp ringing in his ears. He raised his hand and waved at his aunt, "Go and rest, I'll take care of these things."

Auntie looked at the master's house dully, the man's high-spirited appearance no longer existed, and now he was more like a bent old tree.Any accident can completely overwhelm him.

"Three years..." Jiao Xuliang repeated this number, and couldn't help but think that it was all calculated, and this year happened to be the third year Nan Nan left.

The unreasonable panic in his heart made his face even uglier, Jiao Xuliang lowered his head to hide his expression, and signaled his aunt to go back to the room again.

He turned his head to look at his sleeping wife, with dry tears still hanging on his face, took a wet towel and wiped his wife's face, bent down and hugged her horizontally.

Shushu didn't sleep. She hid behind the door, watching her father hugging her mother's slightly bent back, squatting down sadly, hugging her knees and weeping silently.

She regretted saying those things and kept them in her heart. She was the only one who suffered.After she said it, her father, mother, and even the aunt who watched her grow up had deep worries on their faces.

"Sister, am I wrong?" Nan Nan looked up, and there was a beautiful girl looking down at her, her warm palm gently covering the top of her head, silently comforting her.

Although she knew that she couldn't hold the opponent's hand, she still raised her hand in the air and grasped it vaguely.

The sky was twilight, the light drove away the darkness, and the quiet Wanjia Courtyard finally ushered in the dawn.

Jiao Xuliang sat on the sofa for a long time, he got up and walked to the French window, looking down at the time on the phone.Wait a little longer, maybe people haven't gotten up yet.

He didn't know how long he stood there, he looked at the phone again, at 07:30, Chang Huasheng should have gotten up.

The phone was dialed out and connected after only three rings.

"Mr. Jiao." Chang Huasheng just got off the treadmill and wiped off the hot sweat with a towel, "Why is it so early today?"

At any time, Jiao Xuliang would not be able to open his mouth, but now, whenever he thinks of "three years", he will break out in a cold sweat, and he can't even hold his cell phone.

What if, what if what Auntie said is true?

He couldn't deny these ridiculous remarks like before. It was about his daughter, and he didn't dare to take any risks.

"Brother Chang," he cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound normal, "Can you introduce that Mr. Lu?"

Jiao Xuliang had never looked at Lu Ting seriously, and the only respect he had was for Chang Huasheng's sake.He knew that Lu Ting was a very sensitive person, and the other party would not be unaware of his emotions.So he needs a new, more solemn way of meeting, so that Lu Ting can let go of the past.

Chang Huasheng knew something was wrong as soon as he heard it, "What happened?"

"It's Shushu." Jiao Xuliang didn't sleep all night, his brain hurt like a pinprick, and he rubbed his temples with his fingers, "I hope you can arrange the meeting as soon as possible, please."

Chang Huasheng had been dealing with Jiao Xuliang for three or four years, and it was the first time he heard the other party speak in such a pleading tone. Realizing the seriousness of the matter, he immediately called Lu Ting.

At this moment, Lu Ting just woke up from his sleep, and there was still no one sleeping in the place beside him, so he sighed softly in his heart, lifted the quilt and got down to the ground.

As soon as the door was opened, the butler stood outside holding a suit of clothes.

Butler: "My master ordered me to bring it up."

The clothes, shoes, and black trousers were all prepared according to Lin Gui's style.As for who it is for, it is self-evident.

Lu Ting turned around with his clothes in his hands, and suddenly realized a problem. The little uncle had kept that look, not because he didn't want to change into new clothes, but because he was waiting for him to find out.

Of course, it may also be because he is too poor that he didn't make a request.

"Little uncle." Lu Ting walked to the window, the man put down the book in his hand, and before the young man could speak, he took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

The white shirt was just the right size, the muscles on the chest were wrapped by the clothes, revealing a vague outline, the waist was thin, surrounded by a black belt, it was indescribably sexy, and it was matched with those long straight legs.

Lu Ting regretted that he hadn't discovered the needs of men, and walked forward silently, "Whatever you want in the future, you can ask."

Lin Gui lowered his eyes and buttoned the diamond cufflinks, and said flatly, "No, you can't afford it."

Although he knew that the man was caring for him, Lu Ting still wanted to say that he had returned to his social bullying!

"Go down and eat, don't make them wait." Lu Ting turned his head and left after speaking, his shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a slight clicking sound.

Lin Gui walked behind unhurriedly, even though he was wearing leather shoes, he still showed his figure, walking quietly, it was difficult for people to notice his existence.

However, his aura was so strong that even the air became dull.

As soon as he appeared suddenly, the people waiting at the dining table immediately fell silent. Lin Zhifeng turned his head immediately and touched his lips lightly.

Lin Zhaochen personally poured the coffee for his uncle, "Try it, it tastes good."

Lin Gui: "Yes."

The man's slender fingertips touched the coffee cup, gently picked it up, put it to his lips and took a sip.The rosy lips felt a little moist, and the Adam's apple moved up and down with swallowing.

Lu Ting silently moved his eyes away, grabbed his knees with both hands, and shouted in his heart: "Little uncle can eat, it's amazing!"

"I'm different from them." Seeing what the young man was thinking, Lin Gui rapped on the table, as if he couldn't get used to his stupidity, "Hurry up, it's cold."

Lu Ting snorted, suppressed his excitement and took a sip of the hot porridge with the bowl in his hand.

After eating the warm porridge, the empty abdominal cavity was immediately filled with warmth. Just as he was about to take a second sip, the phone rang.

Lu Ting took out his mobile phone, looked at the name jumping on it, and intuited that it had something to do with Jiao Xuliang.

"Mr. Chang."

"Jiao Xuliang asked me to invite you to meet me, will you meet? If you don't want to, I will find an excuse to push it away."

"He didn't say why?"

"I only said it was related to Shushu, and nothing else." Chang Huasheng held the phone and waited patiently for a reply.Lu Ting and Jiao Xuliang, one is a lifesaver, and the other is a good friend, of course he chooses the former.

Lu Ting replied without thinking too long: "See you."

Chang Huasheng nodded, realizing that he couldn't see him, he responded, "I'll pick you up at home later."

"I'm at the Lin family." Lu Ting said.

Lin?Thinking of Lin Zhiyan who appeared next to Lu Ting before, Chang Huasheng knew where to pick him up.

"Is it related to what happened yesterday?" Lin Zhiyan asked.

Lin Zhaochen went out to socialize yesterday afternoon, and came back late at night, so he didn't have time to communicate with his two sons, so he asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"Wanjia Bieyuan is haunted by ghosts." Lin Zhifeng said, "Dad, you don't know, Lu Ting is amazing. Just walk around casually, and you can see which houses have problems."

Lin Zhaochen remembered that he once asked Lu Ting whether he had inherited magic from Mr. Lu, and his answer was no.But what happened next showed that young people are capable.From the very first meeting, he knew that Lu Ting was a very sincere person, so Lin Zhaochen would not feel that Lu Ting deliberately lied to him, but rather, that his ability had nothing to do with Mr. Lu, or had little to do with it.

As a junior, even if he is curious about the affairs of the elders, he has no position and qualifications to comment or inquire about them. What he needs to do is to protect him.Whatever Lu Ting needs, he will give it to him.

"A329 is not haunted." Lu Ting put down his spoon, looked at Lin Zhifeng and said, "Someone is haunted."

Lin Zhiyan was also stunned: "You said that ghost crying was made by humans?"

"Yes." Lu Ting said firmly, "That villa is very strange. When we were in the woods, I didn't find any problems with it, but when we went to find the property manager, I felt an unusual atmosphere in the villa. .”

It was that thing that got on Mrs. Jiao.

Lin Zhaochen was confused by the young man's words, "You mean, there are two ghosts in the villa, one is hiding in people's hearts, and the other is hiding in that house?"

"It's not a ghost." Lu Ting recalled the scene at that time, because the breath was too faint, and Mrs. Jiao was a woman, so he didn't have the nerve to get too close to observe carefully.

"It's the air of death." Lin Gui stirred the coffee spoon, tapped the cup twice, and put the spoon into the porcelain dish, "The ominous air left by a dying person or a newly dead person."

Lin Zhaochen made a gesture of all ears, Lin Gui glanced at him, but there was no follow-up.

Lin Zhaochen: "..."

Chang Huasheng seemed to have placed an eyeliner on the Lin family. As soon as they finished their breakfast, the butler came quickly and said that there was a visitor.

Before departure, Lu Ting persuaded Lin Zhaochen to stay at home, and took Lin Zhifeng, who was more relaxed, forward. Counting Lin Gui, the car was just full of four people.

Chang Huasheng couldn't help but look at the indifferent man in the back seat from the rearview mirror. His appearance was superior, with delicate and stern lines, and his eye sockets were deep, making his eyes narrow and deep.

He had an intuition in his heart: "Is it that one?"

Lu Ting: "It's him."

"Then does he know?" Chang Huasheng was referring to whether Lin Zhifeng knew that the person sitting next to him was not an extraordinary person.

Lu Ting: "He knows."

"What charades are you two playing?" After Lin Zhifeng finished speaking, he glanced at the man next to him, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, his eyes seemed to be careless, but in fact they were extremely sharp, poking at the back of Chang Huasheng's head. .

He suspected that the little grandpa was jealous, but he had no evidence.

In order to facilitate the conversation about Jiao Xuliang, Lu Ting sat in the co-pilot, and he turned around and said, "It's nothing, I just want to introduce my little uncle to Mr. Chang."

Lin Zhifeng almost choked on his saliva, he must have messed up his seniority!But looking at it from another angle, husband and wife need fun, and the little uncle and the little uncle shout a few more times, maybe they will be more intimate.

According to Mingshou calculations, the little grandpa must be over 70 years old now, and he can still play with the young man like this.

In particular, keep pace with the times.

The big Buddha beside him was emitting air-conditioning all over his body, Lin Zhifeng's expression on his face became stiff, and he moved a little to the side, next to the car door.

Jiao Xuliang's attitude was very different from before. He waited at the gate of the villa early, looking forward to it, and when he saw Chang Huasheng's car, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Lu." Jiao Xuliang took the initiative to open the car door for Lu Ting, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Lu Ting didn't intend to talk nonsense, "I need to see Shushu."

Before, his attitude was so frivolous that he almost pointed at the young man's nose and called him a big liar, and privately persuaded Chang Huasheng to stay away from the young man.

Even before Lu Ting got out of the car, Jiao Xuliang was still wondering if the other party would deliberately make things difficult for him.

However, nothing happened, and the young man looked indifferent, clearly ignoring the previous friction between the two.Jiao Xuliang still had doubts about Lu Ting, but he had to admit that this tender-faced young man was mature and open-minded, compared to himself, he was rather small.

"This way please." Jiao Xuliang endured complicated emotions and led Lu Ting into the house.

Chang Huasheng and Lin Zhifeng passed by him, and when it was Lin Gui's turn, he was startled by the sudden appearance of a man, who looked indifferently, looking at him with displeasure and warning.

Jiao Xuliang was very sure that he did not know this outstanding man before.Until he heard Lu Ting call the man "little uncle", he suddenly realized that this young elder must have known that he had despised Lu Ting before and held a grudge against him.

The opponent's aura was too strong, Jiao Xuliang actually felt a little weak in his legs.

Mrs. Jiao was basking in the sun in the garden. She was no longer as distressed as last night, but her expression was dull, like a rotten puppet whose bones had been pulled out and could only lie limp.

The aunt poured her some scented tea and said softly, "Ma'am, the guests have arrived."

Mrs. Jiao was just looking casually at first, but she didn't expect to see the young man who kindly reminded her yesterday, she hurriedly stood up and walked out of the garden. Because she was too anxious, she tripped and nearly fell.

"Do you know something!" Pushing away Jiao Xuliang's helping hand, Mrs. Jiao looked at Lu Ting fixedly, "You reminded me yesterday for no reason to sunbathe more because of it? Can you see Nan Nan too!"

"Yes, she has always been there." Lu Ting said to Jiao Xuliang, "The time we met in the cemetery before, your daughter was also there."

Jiao Xuliang felt that it was extremely absurd, but the young man's eyes looking at the tombstone and the question he asked himself emerged in his mind.His eyes looked towards his side uncontrollably, his fingers stretched out, and what he touched was nothingness.

"You can't see her because of the balance of yin and yang in your body, but..." Lu Ting looked at Mrs. Jiao, becoming more and more sure of his previous guess.

It should be the Jiao family's youngest daughter who left Nan Nan at home.

"But what?" Mrs. Jiao asked urgently.

"Nothing." Lu Ting needed to confirm first, "Can I see Shushu?"

"Yes, I will take you up now." Mrs. Jiao couldn't explain, but she was sure that the young man must know something.

Shushu's door is locked from the inside, which is her habit.

Mrs. Jiao knocked on the door, "Shushu, are you awake?"

My daughter's schedule has always been very regular. Whether she goes to school or not, she always wakes up at 06:30 in the morning, and now it is 08:30.After a while, footsteps came from inside.

The door was opened from the inside, revealing a pale face. She didn't sleep at all that night, her slightly dirty hair was loose, and she looked at the stranger beside her mother through her bangs.

"I don't want a doctor!" She yelled fiercely, even resenting why her parents didn't believe her.

"I'm not a doctor." Lu Ting didn't say anything else, but looked at the books placed in the corner of the room, and there was a phantom sitting on the stool in front of the desk.

"She had two ponytails, a white dress, and her eyes were darker, a bit black."

"She came over and touched the top of your head. Although you are 15 years old and the same age as when she passed away, you are still very petite. When my sister looks at you, she needs to bow her head slightly."

"You can see..." Shushu stared blankly at the young man, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

She raised her head, wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and looked at Jiao Xuliang stubbornly: "Do you believe it now?"

Jiao Xuliang opened his mouth, looked at his daughter, then looked at Lu Ting, he wanted to verify whether the others had seen it, and finally his eyes stopped on Lin Gui's face.

Man has no expression on his face, his eyes are flat and defocused