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Chapter 125 You Are My Ghost Hiding in My Heart ([-])
One person and one ghost went downstairs together, the hall remained in its original state, the surrounding curtains were drawn, and the room was dark. Shen's mother was lying on the bed in extremely revealing clothes, now with a cigarette in her hand, making the room dark. The smoke was lingering and extremely choking, she took a breath and looked at Shen Qingmeng who came down.

"If you want to die, die early, don't dazzle in front of me." Shen's mother's voice was harsh, not like treating her own son, but like an enemy, the disgust in her eyes was shining, all her resentment It's all on Shen Qingmeng's body.

"Don't bother you, if you die, you should die in front of me." Shen Qingmeng heard Shen's mother's words, lightly raised the corners of his lips, and looked at Shen's mother who was lying on the sofa, his eyes were cold, and it was also not his son's look Looking at his mother's expression, the two hated each other, but they had to live together.

This feeling is particularly uncomfortable.

"You are not dead, how dare I die as a son." Shen Qingmeng said.

After saying these words, Shen's mother was so stimulated by Shen Qingmeng, she didn't care, and threw the ashtray on the table towards Shen Qingmeng's forehead. Gougou hit Shen Qingmeng's head. Fortunately, Shen Qingmeng turned his body slightly, and the ashtray only hit his forehead.

There was a cut on his forehead, red blood overflowed, it should be very painful, but Shen Qingmeng didn't make a sound at all, except for the muffled groan from being hit on the ground just now, there was nothing else, Shen Qingmeng was cold He glanced at Shen's mother indifferently, finally pursed the corners of his lips, turned and left the room.

"Am I really annoying?" Shen Qingmeng asked Shen Meng while walking to treat his wound, his eyes were a little dazed, and the gauze in his hand was to wipe a little bit of blood from the wound on his forehead. permeation of.

Born to be hated.

"It's quite annoying." Shen Meng nodded, as if admitting Shen Qingmeng's words.

Hearing Shen Meng's words, Shen Qingmeng raised the corners of his lips in self-deprecating manner, throwing away the gauze stained with blood in his hand as if it really did.

"But it's cute. If you are really hateful, you won't just talk back occasionally, but still stand there stupidly and be thrown over by the ashtray. It's really hateful, and you should beat up that mother of yours." " Shen Meng spoke with a teasing voice, and she didn't know whether she was telling the truth or a lie, but the last half of the sentence was very serious.

At least in Shen Meng's view, Shen's mother is not qualified to be a mother.

Shen Qingmeng's footsteps paused, this was the first time someone, no, some ghost said he was cute.

"She is my mother after all." Shen Qingmeng said hoarsely, although the other party didn't like him, and even wished him to die.

Shen Meng didn't say anything more, one person and one ghost finally arrived at the destination of this trip, the exorcism place held by the Angel Association.

This location is really different from what I imagined. This is a deserted amusement park. It looks very desolate and dilapidated. The surrounding buildings seem to be a little new. The reason is obvious. It is haunted. Now in this place A lot of people gathered at the gate of the amusement park, men, women, old and young, wearing all kinds of weird clothes, so they can be compared.

Shen Qingmeng's dress and appearance were a bit too special.

It attracted people around to look at Shen Qingmeng.

(End of this chapter)