The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Day 180·Zhong Sheng: "I will do what I promised."

The cool temperature of Jiang Yiming's forehead touched his skin, but Zhong Sheng felt that the temperature was scalding.

He took a deep breath, pressed the young master's forehead, and responded to his murmur: "You don't need to promise me anything, no matter what happens, you just need to remember that the road is chosen by me, not your responsibility .”

Zhong Sheng paused for a moment, and emphasized: "Anyone is not your responsibility."

"Whether it's the Zhong family, the Xia family or the Jiang family, no one needs your protection. You have to be aware of this. Whether you know Feng Shui or know how to drive away evil spirits, what you know and what you are good at is not restricted to you. Your obligation, nothing is what you should do for granted, clear?"

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility—this kind of talk is bullshit." Zhong Sheng snorted and patted Jiang Yiming on the back, "It's just an excuse for the cowardly to shirk responsibility." He said.

——Master Jiang sprained his feet just like the milk dumplings when he was a child, and he looked like he was about to cry. He also took the young master milk dumplings into his arms and patted his back to comfort him.

Zhong Sheng said: "You just have to do what you want, and leave the rest to me."

Zhong Sheng waited for a few seconds, but he didn't get a response from Young Master Jiang. He looked down and couldn't help but find that Jiang Yiming was asleep on his arm. He didn't know whether the other party listened to what he said just now. A few words.

However, falling asleep is better than being haunted by a nightmare just now, not to mention there is no nightmare.

Zhong Sheng carefully put the young master on the bed and covered him with a thin eiderdown quilt, then he himself dragged a chair and sat by the bed, watching quietly all night.

Jiang Yiming had no nightmares all night.

When he woke up, he saw Zhong Sheng sitting beside his bed, with a laptop on his lap, a rare pair of frame glasses on the bridge of his nose, and taking a nap with his eyes slightly closed.

Jiang Yiming moved a little, and then he noticed that his arm was being held by Zhong Sheng's hanging left hand. No wonder he always had a vague feeling of being pressed by a ghost in his sleep.

As soon as Jiang Yiming moved, Zhong Sheng woke up immediately. He opened his eyes, as if he had never rested. He looked at Jiang Yiming and kept silent about what happened last night. He just said, "Wake up, Lou Auntie Xia prepared a lot of breakfast, go down and use some."

"Yeah." Jiang Yiming nodded in response, got out of bed and took a shower.

He looked at himself in the mirror, who rarely had a good rest, and the expression on his face became a little subtle. He couldn't remember how much he said yesterday. He seemed to be unable to tell whether he was immersed in his dream or in a in reality.

But he was glad that Zhong Sheng didn't mention anything about last night, otherwise he really didn't know what kind of posture he should take to deal with it.

Young Master Jiang looked at himself in the mirror, spit out a mouthful of foamy water, rinsed his mouth, and let out a long breath.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Zhong Sheng pinched his sore nose, lowered his eyes, and closed the computer screen.

He spent the whole night looking through historical materials, racking his brains to find out the news about that Yonghe Town.That was the only name he heard from Jiang Yiming's nightmare, and that place was like a piece of Jiang Yiming's heart disease.

He didn't pretend to be someone else's hands on this matter, and checked it very carefully and secretly, so that no one else noticed it at all.

He had found out before that the 86 people in this village passed by due to the flood, and none of them survived, but he has always wondered why a natural disaster a hundred years ago appeared in Jiang Yiming's nightmare, why did it happen last night, Repeatedly appear in each other's whispers?

Digging deeper, looking through historical materials, searching ancient books...

A seemingly absurd idea gradually took shape in his mind, but no matter how absurd it may seem at first glance, this idea can stand scrutiny——

Jiang Yiming's unusual performance since he was a child, Jiang Yiming's inexplicable proficiency in ghosts and gods, Jiang Yiming's nightmares... If these are what he has experienced before, if these are what Jiang Yiming should know, then they can all be explained pass.

Zhong Sheng took a deep breath, and his fingers lying flat on the keyboard trembled slightly. The impact of this idea was really not small.

However, no matter which Jiang Yiming Jiang Yiming is, Zhong Sheng knows that he will always love the same strong yet fragile, tenacious and fragile soul.

When Jiang Yiming came out of the bathroom, he saw that Zhong Sheng had stood up from his chair and put away his laptop.

"Have you been here all night?" Jiang Yiming asked.

Zhong Sheng responded: "In case no one wakes you up when you have a nightmare."

Jiang Yiming paused, and then smiled a little: "Then what should I do next? Do you come to wake me up when I have nightmares in the future?"

"Yes." Zhong Sheng replied, pinching the ends of the young master's hair, "Go down and see what breakfast Auntie has prepared."

Jiang Yiming was slightly taken aback, okay?He looked at Zhong Sheng, does this person know what kind of request he just fulfilled?It should be so casual and insignificant.

He followed Zhong Sheng downstairs, pursed his lips, hesitated for two seconds and spoke—feeling like a kid asking for a lollipop: "You know that you just agreed to my request, right?"

"what?"

When Young Master Jiang heard the rhetorical question, his face darkened.

"In the future, if you have nightmares, I'll wake you up. I mean this? Of course, I agree." Zhong Sheng quickly continued.

Young Master Jiang's expression turned cloudy.

Zhong Sheng was funny, and said it again: "In the future, if you have nightmares, I will wake you up, and I will do what I promised."

The young master nodded happily and reservedly, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I heard."