Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]

The light in the bedroom was turned off, Gan Le floated around the door a few times, half of his body passed through the door panel, he could see Yan Sui in the bedroom as long as he went further, but he struggled for a while, and finally backed out. Go to the living room and throw yourself on the sofa.

Nini, who was lying in the dog house in the corner of the living room, saw the former owner sitting on the sofa angrily and staring at herself, just wagging her tail perfunctorily. Recently, she got used to Gan Le always looking at her like this.

"unacceptable!"

Gan Le slid off the sofa, rolled a few times on the floor, and came in front of Nini who was lying on her stomach.

"Why does he always touch other dogs? He plays with others behind our backs!"

With his head resting on his folded arms, Gan Le lay on the ground, talking to the dozing big black dog solemnly.

"Obviously I followed him every day to protect him, but he didn't feel me at all! I didn't even hide!"

Turning the other side again, Gan Le looked at the ceiling resentfully, thinking about what he saw behind Yan Sui these days, this man didn't look a little sad after he died, even like before Like talking and laughing with others.

He is not important to him at all, he doesn't care about himself at all!

Thanks to myself, thanks to myself still thinking about him, and still wanting to come back to find him.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became. Gan Le sat up straight, and with a whimper, he floated towards the bedroom.

These few days follow Yan Sui, Gan Le follows him wherever he goes, Gan Le always guards the door when Yan Sui goes to the bathroom.But when they go home to sleep and rest, except for the first night, the ghosts who are very privacy conscious choose to stay in the living room, staring at Nini.

But not today, he has to go in and let Yan Sui see him, or at least notice his existence!I can't let him ignore himself and go find someone else to play with!

There are no curtains in the bedroom with a suitable temperature, and the constantly flickering neon lights outside the window shine in, reflecting colorful marks on the ceiling.

On the big bed in the middle of the room, under the fluffy and warm duvet, a human figure was lying obediently in the middle, breathing steadily, completely unaware of the extra "person" in the room.

Although he knew that Yan Sui had fallen asleep, Gan Le subconsciously relaxed his hands and feet. He held his non-existent breath, lay quietly on the side of the bed, and looked seriously at the person who couldn't let go of his brows even when he was asleep. Trace it carefully, and slowly slide over the delicate facial features of the person on the bed.

He is very tired.

Gan Le's eyes fell on the slightly opened and closed lips of the person on the bed. The temperature may still be a little high. The originally delicate pink lips were already peeled and a little dry.

Originally, he wanted to make some noise to make people wake up, and then put himself in front of people's eyes to make Yan Sui notice him, but now Gan Le suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

Forget it, see how tired he is, let's wait a little longer.

Gan Le curled her lips, stared at the sleeping man, and then lay on the side of the bed with her head tilted, guarding Yan Sui.Controlling the distance to avoid the horrifying scene of inserting his hand into his head, Gan Le stretched out his index finger to touch Yan Sui's chin from an invisible distance, rubbed his lower lip and slid across the corner of his mouth, and slowly moved up along his cheeks .

The slender fingers come to the corners of the eyes, hovering over the thin eyelids. During the day, there are a pair of gentle and divine eyes. As long as he looks at you, it seems that he puts all his attention on you , like bathing in the gentle spring breeze, enjoying all the spring scenery alone.

Gan Le couldn't put it down. When he passed out in the alley that time, he smelled a smell that he had never smelled but was very familiar. It was like engraved in the soul and in the genes. As if, for the first time in a strange embrace, he completely relaxed his consciousness, allowing himself to fall into the darkness.

Later in the hospital, Yan Sui recognized him as soon as he came in, that smell, that feeling of psychological comfort, made him no longer seesaw with his tired body, and fell asleep again after being nourished by water passed.

Later in the corridor, although Yan Sui was wearing a mask and a hat, when he closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance, he rushed towards him without hesitation.

"Why are you so rare?"

The finger stopped slowly, twirled around the full forehead, finally tapped lightly, and then slowly moved down to the frowning brow.

Gan Le tilted his head, controlled himself to float up, and hovered above Yan Sui horizontally, watching his slightly frowning brows, but unfortunately he couldn't touch him.

Did you dream about something bad?I really want to calm him down.

Thinking of this, Gan Le subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the frowning brow. There was nothing to hope for, but unexpectedly, his fingertips really touched a piece of delicate skin.And the person under the fingertips seemed to be suddenly cold, but his head shrank back under the quilt, and his whole chin was buried in it.

???

what happened?

Is he alive or is the person in the bed dying?

Withdrawing his hand like an electric shock, Gan Le looked at his fingertips in disbelief, curled up and then stretched out. After a long time, he tentatively touched the face of the person on the bed.

The breathing was steady, the heartbeat was strong, and the flesh on the cheek was slightly sunken under the external pressure.

"Well--"

Frowning became tighter, Yan Sui groaned softly, and now completely retracted into the bed, leaving only the top of her jet-black hair.

Gan Le froze his fingers and dared not move, Yan Sui shrank his fingers away from his warm cheeks and sank into the soft hair.

wet?

He twisted a strand of hair and rubbed it carefully, the wet feeling just now was indeed not his illusion.

Taking a closer look, there was already a water stain on the pillowcase.

No, if you sleep like this, you will definitely get sick tomorrow.

Gan Le walked around the room a few times, and when he was going to get the towels in the bathroom, his hands went through the wall again.I tried other things again, all passed through without exception, and I couldn't touch them at all.

Can only touch him?

Gan Le stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the person who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. He looked down at his hands, finally sighed, and went back to the bed, stroking the person's hair from time to time to observe his state. Will stay, just guard Yan Sui by the bed all night, when the day dawned, he turned his head and took a deep look at Yan Sui, and then went out quickly.

He had to find someone to ask quickly.

"Oh brother, how many days have you been through?"

Just as Miao Sike was about to suspend with a sense of ritual and close his eyes to rest for a while, he saw Gan Le rushing in like a gust of wind, with two black moons hanging under his two big eyes.

"I can touch people!"

"Ok?"

The lazy Muse heard what the visitor said, and immediately stood up, approaching Gan Le in amazement, also with an inconceivable look.

"I've never heard of that," Miao Sike touched his chin, he turned his head to look at the other ghosts beside him, and those who had been paying attention to the movement here also shook their heads.

"What does that person do, and what does it have to do with you?"

"That man is my doctor who saved my life before."

Gan Le tugged at the scarf around his neck, stroked the tassels hanging from the side and whispered, but he always felt that there were other deeper bonds between him and Yan Sui.

"I've never heard of this kind of situation. Generally speaking, life and death are separated, Yin and Yang are two worlds. As A Piao, it is impossible for us to meet a living person if he is completely dead, unless that person is dying. "

"He's fine. I've been watching him for several days and haven't found anything wrong."

Gan Le vetoed Muse's most likely conjecture.

"That's right, as far as his occupation is concerned, he is relatively good at accumulating virtue and blessings. Basically, he is directly reincarnated, and his fate is good."

Miao Sike recalled the materials of the professional course on local civil servants he studied recently, trying to find the most reasonable explanation.

"That's strange. What's his name? How about I go to the administrative center of the underworld to ask you?"

"Yan Sui."

"Which two words? How do you write them?"

"I don't know him, but he looks good and smells good."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, not only Miao Sike, but even the few not far away couldn't help curling their lips and shaking, and Gan Le still didn't know anything, and carefully described the banquet with Miao Sike. Sui's appearance and character, down to a small mole on Yan Sui's ear, has to be repeatedly reminded Miao Sike to write it down.

Seeing Gan Le's unknowingly gentle and sweet look, Miao Sike touched his arm and felt a bit of toothache inexplicably, but he continued to ask.

"...Is he the obsession you chose to stay without directly reincarnating?"

"You stayed for him?"

Gan Le looked up suspiciously at Miao Sike, who had a subtle expression, thought for a while that he could see the short life at the beginning, and nodded without hesitation.

"Damn it, why are you gay again, young people nowadays, why isn't there a straight one?"

Willie, who was watching the movement here while rolling the iron, couldn't help it, trembled in disgust, and muttered in a moderate voice.

The young master of the Luo family, who was lowering his head and playing with the phone in his hand, was also choked by Gan Le's attitude of giving invisible dog food, but he didn't say anything, but when he heard Willie's slightly disgusting words, he looked up. He gave Willy a sideways look expressionlessly, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and was about to open his mouth to say something, but he didn't expect to be preempted.

"It's none of your business, it's not about you anymore."

Luo Jing shut the makeup mirror with a snap, glanced sideways at Willy, her crimson lips curved ironically, stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked towards Gan Le with her waist twisted.

"Boy, come here and sister will tell you."

Luo Jing hugged Gan Le who was trying to escape, held his shoulder tightly to prevent him from retreating, and kept approaching him to stare into his eyes.

"You are in love with your obsession."

like?

What do you like?Gan Le looked at Luo Jing who was waiting to see a good show in front of her with a bewildered expression.

"...I have only known him for less than a month."

"That was love at first sight."

Luo Jing said affirmatively, with no panic at all.

"But I feel like I know him very well."

"That's love from a previous life."

"But I..."

Gan Le hadn't finished speaking, just a second before Luo Jing wanted to raise his hand to give him a head, a white light flashed in his hand, and something suddenly appeared.

Before everyone could see what Gan Le was holding, they were all noticed by a sudden notification sound.

"Tiandi Bank account: 1 million yuan."

The author has something to say:

Ah, try harder!