my ghost husband

Chapter 250

Although we all have such speculations, when there is no real confirmation, we still hope that things are not as bad as we think.

However, there are actually many doubts about Shen Jien.Just like this time, Shen Jien disappeared. Of course, others did not know that he was missing.Everyone took it for granted that a rich man like Shen Jien just liked to play, and now he might still be playing in that country and refuse to come back.Anyway, his uncle is taking care of the affairs of the Shane Hotel, so he doesn't have to worry about it.Maybe, the Shen family doesn't care about the business of the Shane Hotel at all?

But we all know that Shen Jien was not playing abroad this time, but suffered a serious injury.The injury was so serious that Lao Bei also entered the Shaan Hotel, but there was no news.In the past, I could still see Lao Bei showing his face in his hometown, but during this time, I didn't see him at all.Besides, didn't Wang Gan also send me a message in the hotel that time?He said before that he was under control, but the news came out a few days ago. It seems that a lot of things have happened in their hotel.The Shen family, who had always been active, did nothing now.Just doing that takes time.

Zong Sheng has already occupied the entire bed, so it's impossible for me to just press him.The dormitory is not like before. When I lived there for a long time, I could go to sleep on other beds. Now everyone can’t live in the dormitory. It is estimated that the dormitory will be reassigned to the school next semester. This other bed There is no quilt yet.

I just sat on the bed, looked at Zong Sheng, my heart was beating wildly, and I kept thinking about Jingjing's body in the dormitory over there.It was as if as soon as I closed my eyes, I could see her lying on that bed, covered with a white cloth.And I will make up for her, always thinking in my heart, the white cloth was blown away by the wind, revealing the corpse underneath.

Brainstorming is a scary thing.

After just a few minutes, Zong Sheng sat up.He almost touched the bottom of the upper bunk bed. Seeing him tilt his head suddenly, I laughed: "When you lived in the school dormitory, did you sleep in this kind of bunk bunk?" After asking, I just thought of it. This question is not appropriate for me.The only time he lived in the school was when he cared about the dormitory with Brother Butterfly.That dormitory experience was not a good memory for him.

"Our school is better than your school. There are no upper and lower bunks. They all have a set of desks and beds for each person, and everyone sleeps on the upper bunk."

"Our school is not a popular school, so let's just leave it at that. A lot of equipment is old." While I was talking, Zong Sheng had already pulled the quilt over, sat next to me, and covered me with him under the quilt.

The light in the dormitory was still on. Under the light, I watched him adjust his posture, approach me, and stretch out his arms to hug me. The small quilt hugged the two of us.

"Actually, you are only one year older than me." I whispered.

He looked at me, looked at me so close, I suddenly shouted: "Your eyelashes are so thick, they are very black."

"What did you just say?"

I smiled awkwardly: "You are one year older than me. However, you are always calm and know everything, which makes me feel..."

"It feels like I'm an old man?" He half-closed his eyes dangerously and moved closer to me, making me nervously want to avoid him, but his hands had already wrapped me around him.

I just smiled and said nothing, this is wrong no matter what.

I didn't speak, and he continued: "Before, when I was in high school, the teacher in our class commented that I looked like an old man. At that time, I thought it was good to be an old man. After all, I am a ghost, and I was brought up by the old Beijing University. My, the path I will take in the future is already doomed. In this industry, isn't it easier for old people to gain the trust of others? But after that..." He looked at me and didn't speak.

"What happened after that?"

"When I met you, I felt that it was not good to be an old man. When I first touched your soul, it felt like I had been waiting for you to grow up for so many years. When I was young, I don't remember what happened. , It was you who touched me, and I was able to calm down quickly. I thought you were magical. I later found out that it was the effect of the blood contract."

"Then, what you told me today, is it true that you also have a sense of crisis for me?" I looked at him, and he was so close to me at this moment, I could even feel his breath on my cheek , could smell the faint smell of blood on his body.

He hooked the corners of his lips, which seemed to be a smile, but it wasn't a smile, and before I could grasp his meaning, his kiss was already printed on the corner of my lips.He just pecked shallowly, but it already made my whole body freeze.I looked at him cautiously, looking forward to his further advances, but also afraid of his further advances. God knows we are still in the dormitory of the school, and this is still a dormitory for girls.Just outside that small door, behind that thin curtain, people would pass by from time to time.And not far from us, there is a corpse.

He pecked my lips and said softly, "What do you think?" He still refused to give me an answer.But I think, I have found the answer.He told me several times, let me not betray him, he was afraid of betrayal, afraid of my leaving.In fact, he has always had a sense of crisis, but I have been missed by his arbitrary judgment again and again.

I also slightly pursed my lips, responded to his kiss, and murmured: "Zong Cheng, I won't leave you."

"What if I go crazy and want to kill someone?"

"I won't leave either."

"I'm in jail?"

"I won't leave either."

"Then what if I want to kill you?"

"I, I'm dead, how do I know."

"Well, are you still resisting me in your soul?" His fingers were under the quilt between the eyebrows, as if there was energy, making it impossible for me to reject him and oppose him.

"Then, I won't leave either."

"What if I want to leave here? Leave with nothing, don't want anything. I'm not a small boss of Zong'an Group, how about leaving without a dime?"

"Then, I'll follow you, and I can also work. There are many young people in the village working outside..."

Before I could finish my words, his kiss was already firmly blocked.Just a kiss, no further action.He quickly ended the kiss. The effect of this kiss was as if his hand was about to pull the quilt, and he couldn't block my mouth, so he used this method.He leaned against me, very close to me, and said with his lips next to mine: "Don't worry, I won't leave without a dime. An aunt who never goes to work, does not work, and just waits to get money? Even if I have to leave, I have the ability to let you live a good life. Youxuan, believe me."

I just nodded my head in a daze.

This kind of small intimacy in the quilt will always make people feel happy physically and mentally.Even, I will forget the reason why he stayed here, and forget that there is still a corpse less than 15 meters away from us in a straight line.

It was past eleven o'clock in the morning, and Zong Sheng began to prepare.Today, I wanted to dress like a rich second generation, but Zong Sheng didn't put away his usual equipment at all in this outfit.In his pocket, there are only a few pieces of yellow talisman paper.Just watched him carefully tore the yellow talisman paper out of a villain.Then put the paper figurine on the table, make a formula with your hand, and draw a symbol on the paper figurine with your sword finger.

I just curled up on the small bed, watching his movements, thinking I would see the little man standing up, but the little man was still there motionless.

He picked up the little paper figurine, quickly brushed the paper figurine between his fingers, and gently placed the paper figurine under the crack of the door, then sent it forward suddenly, and at the same time retracted his hand.

I watched him stand up, and quickly asked: "At this time, there should be no one outside, you can open the door to have a look, and you don't need to stuff things under the door."

"That's a scout. It's a boy. I give it an order, and it will use the wind to check the situation in the room over there."

"Wind? No wind?" I was a little confused.

He spread the yoga blanket on the floor with a classmate in the dormitory, and then sat in the dormitory, ready to meditate.While making preparations, he said to me: "Watching ghost movies on TV, isn't there always an inexplicable wind? This kind of boy is the same. It can make the air flow and take it to where it wants to go. In From the perspective of others, it just drifts outside the window with the wind."

"It looks at it, at most it can avoid the police guarding the door, and what it sees is not a white cloth?"

Zong Sheng had already sat down, looked at me sideways: "It can be carried by the wind, and it can also be blown away by the white cloth." After speaking, he closed his eyes, began to meditate and ignored me, I feel like I'm just too stupid to talk to me.

I sat on the bed and pouted, pulling the quilt.That terrible brain supplement came again.In the dormitory over there, a gust of wind blows.The police uncle guarding the door was blinded by the wind. When he lowered his head and blinked, a gust of wind brought the little paper figurine into the dormitory.The little paper man landed on the edge of the bed, another gust of wind blew, and the white cloth was lifted, revealing the corpse inside.The blood on Zhang Jingjing's neck had dried up, and her whole body was dry.But her eyes suddenly opened.

I almost let out a low breath, and quickly bit my lip to prevent myself from disturbing Zong Sheng.Brain supplements kill people.

It's just that Zong Sheng meditated so quietly, for him, time didn't feel like it was lost at all.I am different.I just sat on the bed and watched him, basically counting the seconds.I looked at Zong Sheng from time to time, at the door of the dormitory, and nervously listened to the voice of my aunt who came from outside the dormitory from time to time.

"What are you talking about, you don't need to worry about what happens, just sleep on your sleep!"

"Why are you crying? Isn't it just a dead person?"

I don't know where Xiaoli is arranged today, but she will definitely not be able to go back to her room.

There was also the low voice of the police over there, and the male voice was particularly abrupt in the girls' dormitory. "This girl died in a strange way. The family members are still dragging their feet, tsk, isn't this against us?"

(End of this chapter)