nostalgia

Chapter 11【Eleven】New Transaction-
After Zhu Yuan returned home that night, she hummed a tune with interest. She wore a silk wine red long dress and nightgown until her feet were bare.

It must be charming and sexy for others to wear, but it looks like a enchanting ghost when she wears it.

Anyway, no matter how she dresses up, she always has that kind of dead air, which is cool but makes people unable to take their eyes off.

She was lying on the sofa with a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

None of the lights in the house were turned on, and only a white candle was lit in the huge living room.

"I don't know where it came from, but it goes deeper and deeper, the living can die, and the dead can live.

Those who are born but cannot die, and those who are dead but cannot be resurrected are not the ultimate in love.

Why is the love in a dream untrue? There are few people in dreams in the world. "

Qing Nu stood aside and listened to her singing "The Peony Pavilion" with hoarse voice and full of affection, every line of lyrics and every movement was moving.

Zhu Yuan can sing when he is happy, he can sing when he is sad, and he can still sing when he is lonely and missing.

After she stopped, she asked with wet eyes: "Nu, do you think Master Jiu will still like to listen to me singing these songs like before?"

Qing Nu sighed, how would she answer?

In the previous life, everyone listened to these songs. Master Jiu was a wealthy family at that time, so these entertainments were indispensable.

Today's Master Jiu may not understand what she is singing.

Sometimes Qing Nu will doubt, Zhu Yuan really loves Master Jiu?

Or is the obsession too deep, just wanting to get him, regardless of whether you love him or not?

It is impossible for him to be 100% the same in every life, but no matter what kind of blessings or grievances, he must seek, find, love, and give.

In the end, he returned with another one covered in bruises.

She herself may not be able to tell whether it is the original Jiu Ye that she can't forget, or the original self.

Qingnu said: "Sister, I don't know if Master Jiu likes you or not, but I like your singing, I can't get enough of it."

Zhu Yuan smiled with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

"Slave, I found the locust tree."

Qing Nu looked at Zhu Yuan in shock: "Is what sister said true?"

Zhu Yuan nodded slightly, resting his pure white arm on the black hair and sighing: "Acacia doesn't remember me, he is right beside Zhu Jiujing, called Duan Yan."
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Zhu Yuanben wanted to say something, but felt strange, quickly put away his thoughts, and said lazily: "It's all here, why don't you sit down and chat, it's no fun to hide all day.

Can you hide from me for a day, or for the rest of your life? "

Qing Nu snorted disdainfully, and said to the air: "You should cherish the opportunity my elder sister gives you, don't wait to come over crying and begging for mercy when I don't give you the opportunity."

The candlelight in the living room dimmed slightly, and a faint shadow appeared on the wall.

She gradually appeared in front of Zhu Yuan, her hair was so long that it almost reached her hips, and the red dress was somewhat similar to what Zhu Yuan was wearing when she was lying on the sofa.

The face of this soul image is shriveled, without any elasticity, as if it was already a flower that was about to wither before it was alive, extremely haggard.

Zhu Yuan put down the wine glass in his hand, and said, "Since the day I moved in, have you been sneaking at me?"

The woman didn't answer, but asked, "Who are you? Why do you live here?"

Zhu Yuan looked up at her and suddenly smiled, "Who am I? Hmm...does it matter?"

The woman's complexion became ugly, and she continued to ask with sinister eyes: "What's your relationship with Shen Bohai?"

Zhu Yuan shook his head, "I don't know the person you mentioned."

"You don't know you moved here?
Isn't this Shen Bohai's house?

Little girl, I advise you to leave immediately, and don't regret it if you die here with that little money. "

Zhu Yuan covered her mouth and laughed even more happily, this time Qing Nu couldn't help but also laughed along with her.

The woman looked at the two of them as if she was not afraid of herself, and even laughed when she heard what she said?
Zhu Yuan ordered: "Slave, burn the incense."

Qingnu turned to get it, and the woman understood the meaning of wishing resentment, she entertained guests like a master, and burning incense to her was like making tea to others.

And the woman soon knew Zhu Yuan's generosity, she had never eaten such fine sandalwood.

Zhu Yuan's complexion improved a lot when he saw her soul image.

Zhu Yuan lit a cigarette and asked, "It's very harsh, is there resentment or injustice?"

The woman bowed her head, "All of them."

Zhu Yuan nodded understandingly, raised her eyebrows and said to her: "Let me declare my family first! In case you can't help but attack me for a while, you will regret it when I fight back.

I am Ah Yuan from [Resentment Borne], I don't care what grievances or grievances you have, you should not be here.

If you come to me because you want to settle your grievances and grievances, that's fine, I'll never rush customers when I open the door for business.

but.

What will you pay me for? You have to think about it. "

In front of the fierce ghost in red, Zhu Yuan spoke in a slow tone and occasionally spit out smoke, which was scarier than ghosts.

That kind of weirdness comes from the bottom of his heart, and he can't pretend it by hard pretending.

The woman's eyes widened after hearing this, and her tone became visibly excited, "Are you the proprietress?"

Zhu Yuan nodded.

Qing Nu sneered and said: "If my elder sister has no ability, wouldn't you have to scare you to death?"

The woman in red immediately felt wronged and wanted to cry. Ah Yuan frowned in displeasure, and stretched out his hand to stop, "Okay, I have to cry out and come in after crying enough. I'm blocking."

The woman sobbed and said, "Miss Boss, tell me, how can I pay you?

As long as I can take it out, I will not be stingy. "

Zhu Yuan's voice was a little hoarse and said: "I wish you two rules in doing business, people use money to do things for ghosts.

You see what you can do for me? "

The woman in red thought for a while and said, "Madam Boss, I'm trapped here and can't get out. If I can get out, I'll do whatever you want. I'm willing to obey your orders."

Zhu Yuan raised his eyebrows, his crimson lips parted into a semicircle, and asked doubtfully, "Oh?"

"Don't you believe it?"

Zhu Yuan smiled lightly, and his eyes instantly became ruthless: "Girl, it's only one night.

Go out and find out who I am, Ah Yuan. If you violate the previous regulations, what will happen to me, and what will happen to you.

After you think about it, let's talk again, how about it? "

The woman looked into her probing eyes, and swallowed involuntarily. This proprietress is truly terrifying.

She knew in her heart that if she promised her, she would never go back on her word.

But it's better than being stuck here, right?It's better to give it a go, maybe it's good to follow her.

"Miss Boss, I want to understand, I will do what I say, and I am willing."

Qing Nu sighed without showing any trace, and said helplessly in her heart: She is still too young and too impulsive!
Zhu Yuan smiled: "Okay, slave, let's issue a ticket."

The ticket issued by Qingnu this time is the same as Xu Jinhuan's, with white characters on a black background, and the two words on it look scary: master and servant.

The woman knows that there is no turning back, and she can only do this now.

Zhu Yuan said to her: "Say it! Why are you wronged?"

The woman said excitedly: "The proprietress hopes that you can dig out my bones from the cement and send me back to my parents. Qingqing will be very grateful."

(End of this chapter)