Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

"Lost ghost?"

Mu Xiu said that he didn't like this description very much, even though he took Song Yan with him for two days to walk the distance that should be reached in one day.

Song Yan naturally didn't miss the disgust on Mu Xiu's face when he said this, his mouth opened and he stuttered a little.

"No, it's not right... I still remember the feeling of that ghost, it's not you... like this." That ghost didn't look like the big ghost king at all... On the contrary, he was quite weak.

No, considering the details of their relationship during this time, he subconsciously felt that it was him who made a mistake.

"I was hurt a little at that time," Mu Xiu said lightly, his hand slowly lifted up and landed on top of Song Yan's head, and then slowly fell on Song Yan's face, rubbing his fingertips lightly, he Whispered, "You survived and grew up..."

At that time, his situation was definitely not good, and it was fate to meet Song Yan who was almost desperate. Out of a strange psychology, he took Song Yan with him on the way to escape, but he was not sure about Song Yan at that time. Can Yan survive and grow up to be an adult?

Song Yan's heart jumped a few times, and he tried to comfort it, but it was useless. He looked at Mu Xiu for a long time, and then he said two words in a very low voice, "Thank you..."

This is the thanks he failed to give Mu Xiu eight years ago, and that is the only ghost he "owes" so far. He didn't help Mu Xiu, but Mu Xiu helped him escape from Qiuyun City.

"Your injury... is it healed?" Song Yan asked, he also thought that the ghost disappeared eight years ago.

"It'll be fine once you get some sleep," Mu Xiu said, his hand slowly slipped to the back of Song Yan's neck, he leaned forward, obeying the impulse he always had in his heart, passed around his waist, and hugged each other neck to neck.

Song Yan's reaction was a little stiff, but he didn't reject Mu Xiu's hug. A strong intuition from the bottom of his heart told him that Mu Xiu would not hurt him.

And now he has found the source of this intuition. Mu Xiu is the ghost who helped and kindly helped him eight years ago. He didn't recognize Mu Xiu, but his subconscious mind has already recognized Mu Xiu.

"Song Yan, remember, no one can stop you from being happy."

As Mu Xiu said, his eyes narrowed slightly, a little hostility rose and then dissipated again.

He knew that Song Yan's physique must have suffered a lot, but when he knew the details, he still couldn't help but get angry, even more angry than he had prepared.

He still remembered Song Yan's situation at that time, his whole body collapsed from inside to outside, at a young and thin age, but he had the determination to beg for death, even if he brought Song Yan to Xiaohe Town, he was not sure if he would survive Go on, can you grow up.

Even now, Song Yan survived, but he just hid those overly negative emotions, he is still not afraid of death, waiting for death.

"Happiness... is it interesting?" Song Yan asked softly, he worked hard, but what is happiness?

The corners of Mu Xiu's mouth curled slightly when he heard this, and he continued to rub Song Yan's back neck, "Of course it's interesting, don't worry, I'll teach you slowly in the future."

He is a happy ghost, likewise, no one can stop him from being a happy ghost king.

Song Yan didn't answer any more, but a unique beam of light lit up in his different-colored pupils, his eyes closed slowly, his overly excited and tense spirit was comforted by Mu Xiu, he was sleepy, extremely sleepy Already fell asleep.

Song Yan was sleeping against Mu Xiu, but in the eyes of outsiders, he just fell asleep sitting up, and slept deeply.

Mu Xiu continued to caress Song Yan's back, the stars and the moon disappeared, and a ray of morning light pierced the darkness, slowly falling into the city.

Song Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up.He was still leaning on Mu Xiu's shoulder, more precisely in Mu Xiu's arms, similarly, Mu Xiu also fell asleep leaning on him.

Song Yan slowly sat up straight, tilting his head and looking down at Mu Xiu's sleeping face. After a while, he asked, "Mu Xiu, are your eyes... the same as mine?"

When he was alive, did Mu Xiu have different-colored eyes like him, except that he had one black and one blue, and Mu Xiu had one black and one amber.

Mu Xiu, who was asleep, didn't answer Song Yan's question, and Song Yan didn't follow up with the question. This didn't seem to be important, at least not more important than Mu Xiu's sleep.

Song Yan tilted his body and pulled out the black umbrella from the side of the backpack, opened it and propped it up to block the sunlight that might hurt Mu Xiu. After holding it like this for nearly four or ten minutes, Song Yan finally woke Mu Xiu up.

"Yan Yan..." Mu Xiu woke up with amber eyes, and leaned up to touch Song Yan's face, he smiled softly, very bright and sunny.

Song Yan resisted the urge to touch Mu Xiu's face, he took Mu Xiu's hand, and they went to the station to buy tickets and leave.

The number he left on the hotel paper was Huang Po's bank card number, and when Yao Hui clarified the matter, he probably wouldn't dare to forget the remuneration he should give them.

The bus started on time, and Song Yan and Mu Xiu were sitting in the last two seats in the car.

Song Yan turned his eyes away, looking at the streets of Qiuyun City in the early morning, and he suddenly found that his rejection of this city was much less.

Perhaps, he should learn how to be happy with Mu Xiu.

"Let's go home," Song Yan looked away, whispered to Mu Xiu, and reached out to rub Mu Xiu's hair.

Thank you, Muxiu, whether it was eight years ago or now, thank you.

From this moment on, Song Yan put Mu Xiu in the same position as old man Huang Po Song. He was his friend, and a very important friend.

Two and a half hours later, they returned to Xiaohe Town. On the way, Song Yan went to the vegetable market to buy some eggs and vegetables. The dried noodles at home were enough for him and Muxiu to eat for a year, so there was no need to buy them. The old man Song each brought a big bone and a pig's ear.

When delivering the meat to them, he briefly told them about Qiuyun City, but the mistaken identity of the four youths was not mentioned in what he said.

He had nothing to do with the Xu family in the capital in the past, and he will never have anything to do with him in the future. His surname is Song, and his name is Song Yan.

Ten days later, 1 yuan was credited into Huang Po's account, and Yao Hui paid more.Huang Po Song Yan naturally wouldn't chase them back. When the work was done well, there would have been employers who would have taken the initiative to give them additional remuneration.

From Huang Po's news channel, Song Yan also knew part of the follow-up.

Yao Qing did not believe in the wrong family. The Yao family endured the anger and found enough evidence to bring Li Si to court for murder. After the scandal between Li Si and his eldest sister-in-law was exposed, the Yao family tried their best to compete with the Li family for the custody of their youngest son. right.

If there is no accident, Yao Qing's two obsessions will be realized, and it is only natural to kill for life.