what is my husband

In the quiet conference room, a group of high-level executives were discussing the company's development plan for the second half of the year, when a sharp bell interrupted the serious atmosphere.

Lu Lingwan had no intention of connecting, but just looked at the phone screen lightly.The melodious ringtone seemed unusually abrupt in the quiet environment, and all the subordinates looked down at the plan in their hands, and no one dared to remind her to answer the phone.When the second call was automatically hung up, the phone was turned off by a slender jade finger.

"I'm in the company, I'll talk about it when I have something to go back."

"I can't wait for that time!" Lu Xiao didn't care so much, he was full of thoughts on how to make Lu Ting die quickly, "Didn't you say to check Lu Ting's details, why haven't there been any results yet!"

Facing the younger brother with a harsh tone, Lu Lingwan looked gentle, raised her hand and gestured to the deputy to continue presiding over the meeting, got up and left the meeting room.

Lu Xiao yelled at the other end: "What kind of wine bag and rice bag did you invite!"

"Calm down." Lu Lingwan soothed her softly, "The more you can't be anxious at this time. By the way, you should hurry up and ask the lawyer to withdraw the reconsideration matter, and you don't need to worry about it anymore."

"How can I not care about it!" Lu Xiao said impatiently, "The driver said that if I don't rescue him, he will report the incident to the police!"

Lu Lingwan's beautiful face showed a rare boredom, she pursed her red lips tightly, and let out a faint breath. This younger brother knew to cause trouble for her since she was a child, but her parents loved her little son and always asked her to clean it up mess.In this family, she is a tool person who does not need to rest or get tired.

"Then let him poke it out." Lu Lingwan said with a cold face, and hung up the phone directly.

Lu Xiao followed up and called several times in a row, all of which reminded him to turn off the phone. He smashed the phone with his hands in anger, and walked around like a trapped animal. His eyes touched the wooden man who was thrown into the corner. Gritting his teeth, malice and hatred finally overcame his scruples.

He, Lu Ting, can hide once, can he hide a second time?If you really have such great ability, how could you not catch the eyes of grandpa.

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Lu Ting is not very interested in things on the Internet, so he flipped through it casually, put his phone aside, and concentrated on eating noodles.

The proprietress saw him for several days in a row, her face was already familiar, and she brought a bowl of noodle soup to the young man with a smile: "You just moved here not long ago."

"Yes." Lu Ting squinted his eyes and took a sip of the hot noodle soup, then wiped his mouth with paper, "Miss Boss, do you know where there is a place nearby that sells yellow paper?"

The proprietress thought about it carefully, "It's available in the vegetable market."

The place that sells yellow paper is at the west entrance of the vegetable market. The boss is a lame middle-aged man. Seeing Lu Ting enter the door, he propped himself up on the counter and stood up, "What do you want?"

Lu Ting: "Yellow paper."

The boss bent down and pulled out a stack, throwing it on the glass counter.Earlier, when there were not so many types of Ming coins, everyone used yellow paper to worship their ancestors, but now the times are different, and people are dazzled by all kinds of Ming coins. Seeing that Lu Ting didn’t want anything else, he Couldn't help but said: "Do you want anything else?"

"No more." Lu Ting paid the money and raised the paper in his hand, "This is enough."

The boss curled his lips, thinking that this person is really stingy, at least he should order some big denominations for burning paper for the dead.

When Lu Ting came home with a black bag, Feng Xiqian was chopping bones in the kitchen, and the disgusting smell wafted from her body to the living room, and the masks appeared on her face, more clearly than before, each mask had own expression.

Painful, excited, and ferocious, these expressions were vivid and obvious, and Lu Ting couldn't help wondering whether this phenomenon meant that Feng Xiqian couldn't last long.After lingering at the kitchen door for a while, he decided to go in.

Feng Xiqian, who was immersed in the slashing, suddenly became clear. She looked at her blood-stained hands, and then at the hearth surrounded by chopped bones and scum. On the cold wall.

Her hands were shaking, her teeth were grinding, and every time she did these horrible and inexplicable things, her consciousness was blurred and it was difficult to control herself.

Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if she was mentally ill.Could it be that, as the doctor said, her split personality is getting worse.Was it wrong to run away from the mental hospital?

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Lu Ting wanting to get closer. Feng Qianqian's expression froze and unnaturally switched to an ugly smile. Thinking of what Lu Ting had said before, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"Sister Feng, maybe I can help you." Lu Ting wasn't sure if he could save the person completely, and even if he couldn't, he could make a stand-in for Feng Qianqian for a day or two.

Feng Xixi pinned her messy hair behind her ears, she twitched the corners of her mouth, her smile didn't reach her eyes: "Thank you, no need, I'm fine."

Lu Ting watched her pass by, then turned to look into the kitchen.

Where Feng Xiqian had stood, the kitchen knife she had held, and the stove she had used, there was black air with a foul smell everywhere.Lu Ting put the pocket in his hand by the door, rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the kitchen inside and out, lest other people get contaminated with unclean things.After finishing these, he ate some bread casually, and returned to the room with the yellow paper.

The first thing you do when you enter the door is to go to the bedside to look at the flower pots.

He sat on the head of the bed, tore off a piece of paper and began to fold the little figure.Lu Ting was clumsy and tore several of them over and over again. He glanced at the flower pot, looked at the fresh and tender color, and wanted to talk to it again, so he couldn't help but tap the leaves with his fingertips.

Withdrawing his fingers, he slid from the bed to the ground, crossed his legs, and refocused on the movements in his hands.

The villains torn from ordinary paper are very weak. If they do it again, they may not be able to withstand Lu Xiao's curse.You must use yellow paper, which itself has a little magic power.

Lu Ting's eyes were glued to the paper figurine, and he didn't notice that there was a vine behind him at all.

The vine went up along the straight back and came to the young man's shoulders. Hard thorns protruded from the vine and brushed the dark hair on the back of his neck.Lu Ting's origami man's hands stopped, and he turned his head to look back. The bed was tidy, and the head of the bed was peaceful.

After scratching the slightly itchy nape of his neck twice, he folded the last step.

The paper figurine is folded ugly, with its head crooked and hands and feet of different lengths. This is already his best achievement so far.In order to make the paper figurine closer to real people, Lu Ting didn't use hair or nails. He looked at the ceiling and thought for a while. He bit his middle finger and put the first drop of blood on the paper figurine's forehead.

The blood is absorbed into the paper, and the facial features are automatically drawn.

The first thing for the paper figurine to come back to life is to straighten its head, then sit in Lu Ting's palm and pull its hands and feet, so that it looks more like a "human".

For the next two days, the double paper figurine jumped up and down in Lu Ting's room, but it has not been used yet.

On Monday, Lu Ting woke up very early. This was his first day at work. In addition to the documents required for entry, he also specially carried a backpack with paper figurines and flower pots inside.

After the paper figurine was thrown into the backpack, it shrank into a corner like a mouse seeing a cat, shivering.Lu Ting tried to put it together with the flower pot, and the paper figurine collapsed in fright after several times, almost screwing his head off and dying.

There are a lot of people on the subway during the morning rush hour. Fortunately, the shared apartment is not far from the company, only four stops away.

Lu Ting squeezed out of the crowd, walked out of the subway station, and came to the intersection with sidewalks along with the crowd.Across the intersection, a countdown is displayed on the pedestrian lights.

The time that flies by on weekdays always passes very slowly at this moment, and several people who are in a hurry ran the red light directly.Lu Ting looked at the time and waited with peace of mind, but at this time the paper figurine in the backpack, which had been safe all the time, suddenly and violently hit him on the back through the backpack.

Lu Ting staggered forward with that force, and tried his best to stand still. At this time, a black car passed by him at a high speed, and the body almost wiped his clothes on his chest.

Pedestrians nearby were taken aback by this scene, and the kind-hearted man pulled him back and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Lu Ting had lingering fears, his voice was unsteady, and at the same time he felt the movement in the backpack getting louder.He quietly opened the zipper, and the paper figurine stuck its head out immediately, as if struggling.

The uncle who helped him was still talking: "Be careful when you wait for the red light. There are cars coming and going on the road. If you fall, it will be very dangerous."

"I see." Lu Ting said with a sincere smile, "Thank you uncle."

The uncle waved his hand, and his thick eyebrows frowned. He seemed to have seen something crawling over the young man's shoulders just now.Take a closer look, it's gone again.

Lu Ting held down the paper figurine that was sliding towards his abdomen through his clothes, explained to the security guard that he was a newcomer, and then entered the office building where the company was located.

The company learned that there were new employees to join, so they came early in the morning to prepare for the welcome ceremony.

Including the boss, the six people, holding ribbon spray guns in their raised hands, were about to open their mouths to welcome them, when they saw the young man quickly passing by them, and before he could see his face clearly, he had already turned not far ahead bathroom.

After entering the compartment, the paper figurine slipped out of Lu Ting's clothes and rolled on the ground in pain.

It held its head with two hands, its legs were curled up, and a smooth and flat gap was exposed from its belly, as if someone was cutting open its belly with an invisible knife.

Lu Ting knew that, where he could not see, Lu Xiao was cutting the medium of the curse with a sharp weapon.

The paper doll can't speak or roar, but its body can express, like a living person twitching from pain.Its eyes began to bleed, and it cried silently.The abdominal wound tore wide, blood trickled out, then its limbs began to split, and finally its head.

An invisible force split its head from the middle, but the tenacious paper figurine was still alive. It rolled and crawled to Lu Ting's toes.

"Thank you." Lu Ting squatted down, touched its bloody body, and there was a hint of sharpness in his gentle expression: "It's over."

The dilapidated paper figurine was held up by both hands, Lu Ting wiped away its blood and tears, pinched the blood remaining between the eyebrows of the paper figurine, with one force, his fingernails broke the blood spot, leaving a crescent-shaped spot between the paper figurine's eyebrows The hole, the painful writhing body completely lost its vitality.