Who is my upstairs

Chapter 63 Mummy
Yang Xiaofan never had any ambiguous thoughts about Li Shaohuang in his heart, he was just worried that Li Shaohuang would catch cold easily when he was resting in the corridor at night.

However, she dared not let Li Shaohuang guard her.

What happened this morning, she never wanted to try again in her whole life.

"Okay, as long as you don't mind."

Li Shaohuang carried Yang Xiaofan into the living room and put him on the sofa. His first move was to slowly roll up Yang Xiaofan's trousers and pull them above his knees.

She just jumped off the stove, landed on her knees, and her knees hit the ground hard.

The purple bruises are obvious, and there are cyan bruises around the purple edges, and Yang Xiaofan will frown if he touches it lightly with his hands.

Li Shaohuang's intimate behavior made Yang Xiaofan blush, but he didn't dare to protest. If she protests at this time, it will only get darker and darker.

In fact, Li Shaohuang just helped her check the wound out of kindness.

"I'm fine." Yang Xiaofan finally couldn't help the shyness in his heart, and muttered softly.

Frowning, Li Shaohuang said in a deep voice: "The bruise is so heavy, how can you say it's okay? Sister Xiaofan, I found that you always like to be brave."

"I..." Yang Xiaofan ate a soft nail, and didn't know how to retaliate, he could only blushed and puffed out his cheeks angrily.

She wasn't trying to be brave, she was just embarrassed to be taken care of so closely by Li Shaohuang.

Whenever Li Shaohuang returns to China, he will live in the Li family's ancestral house. There is a first aid kit prepared by him in the house. Li Shaohuang wiped the bruises on Yang Xiaofan's knees with medicinal wine and put plaster on them.

"Does it hurt?" Li Shaohuang squatted at Yang Xiaofan's feet, staring at her knees covered by pants.

The injury on Yang Xiaofan's knee made it impossible for her to bend her leg. If she hurts a bone, she must go to a big hospital for treatment immediately.

Yang Xiaofan frowned and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, the situation was more urgent just now, and I was also afraid that the things below would come up, so I had no choice but to..."

"If it hurts, you must tell me that I will send you to the hospital when Lutong is gone. Now, let's soak your feet first and see if you can regain some consciousness."

Li Shaohuang squatted, held Yang Xiaofan's slender feet and looked at them for a while, then pinched them with his hands, feeling that the bruises on her ankles were not as cold as before.

It seems that the matter of Yang Xiaofan being caught by a ghost must have something to do with the basement.

Sealing the Yin Qi in the basement can only solve the urgent need for a while. If there is a chance, he and Xu Gang will go down there in person to find out the reason.

Went to the bathroom on the first floor to get a basin of hot water, Li Shaohuang soaked Yang Xiaofan's feet in the warm water for a while, and then massaged them a few times.

Yang Xiaofan suddenly shouted, "Water...the water is so hot!"

There was a gleam of joy in Li Shaohuang's eyes, Yang Xiaofan felt sensation in his feet!
"This is a good thing. It means that your feet are feeling. After soaking your feet in warm water every day, you will gradually return to normal."

Li Shaohuang lifted Yang Xiaofan's feet and dried them with a towel.

Yang Xiaofan bowed his head and said "thank you", and didn't say anything else. Everything Li Shaohuang did for her has exceeded the scope of what a landlord needs to do.

As for Li Shaohuang, the house he rented out brought more trouble to Yang Xiaofan than what he paid for these two days.

It was pitch black outside, and the hour hand on the pendulum clock pointed to the lower left corner at 30 degrees.

It was already past meal time, and both of them were a little hungry.

Li Shaohuang prepared a simple Western-style dinner, and after eating with Yang Xiaofan, he went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Li Shaohuang found a winter mattress and made a bed on the floor. The two of them were exhausted after a day of tossing around. Yang Xiaofan played with his phone on the bed for a while and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Xiaofan moved his feet and found that the bruises on his feet had obviously faded a lot, but it was still not completely healed, and he couldn't get out of bed to walk around.

Where Li Shaohuang slept, the mattress had been put away.

Yang Xiaofan felt sad in his heart, hopped on one foot into the bathroom to wash, looked at himself in the mirror, suddenly felt a sense of depression without youth.

Looking at her deep eye bags and dark circles, and thinking about Han Shasha's youthful and immature face, she actually felt a sense of inferiority that she had never felt before.

Four words that she would never define herself emerged in her mind: she is old and pearly.

Her best youth was spent on her ex-husband Xu Zhiwen, and Xu Zhiwen also gave her the most beautiful promise, but he would never give her a happy ending.

Not long after, Li Shaohuang came up with breakfast, saw that Yang Xiaofan had finished washing with his own strength, and didn't care too much, asked about the condition of Yang Xiaofan's knees and ankles, and hurried downstairs again.

Yang Xiaofan didn't know what Li Shaohuang was doing downstairs, anyway, after she had finished her breakfast, Li Shaohuang didn't come up until the afternoon.

When he was bored, Yang Xiaofan kept updating the road conditions near Li's ancestral house with his mobile phone, hoping to see the news that the relevant departments could quickly clear up the sand and gravel blocking the road.

The rain outside the balcony had stopped, and the opposite mountain was covered with a thin layer of mist, and those distant grave mounds always looked desolate.

I don't know if his eyes are blurred, Yang Xiaofan always feels that in the white mist, those white graves are shining with blue will-o'-the-wisps.

The latest news has been flashed on the mobile phone, showing the real-time road conditions. The relevant emergency department has begun to clean up and correct the road surface, and the journey can resume in one to two days.

Yang Xiaofan was lying on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, he was easily sleepy, and fell asleep unconsciously.It was dusk when she woke up, and in a daze, she felt someone kissing her side face.

She thought it was Li Shaohuang's arousal, and she couldn't help being angry, so she raised her hand and slapped her.

The hand that he raised and swung was stagnant in the air, Yang Xiaofan didn't expect that the one looking down at her turned out to be a sallow, mummified face.

This mummy, she once dreamed that it fell from the ceiling, and now it appeared beside her again. Could it be that she still hasn't woken up from the dream?
Yang Xiaofan broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly opened his eyes again, the light was on in the room, Li Shaohuang was sitting by the bed, looking at her softly.

"Sister Xiaofan, why are you sweating so much?" Li Shaohuang wiped Yang Xiaofan's sweat with the towel in his hand, but Yang Xiaofan didn't have the heart to answer Li Shaohuang's words immediately.

Instead, he opened his eyes and looked around, observing the movement around him.

There was a handful of black hair scattered beside her pillow, with a pungent corpse smell in it. When she looked up, half of the head of a mummy was just exposed on the place where the hair was missing on the ceiling.

Grasping Li Shaohuang's wrist vigorously, Yang Xiaofan pointed at the half mummy's head leaking from the ceiling with his index finger tremblingly, he was so angry that he could hardly utter a complete sentence, "What is that!!!"

No wonder she kept dreaming about a mummy. It turned out that the floor where she slept was directly above the ceiling, and a mummy was stuffed in the middle of the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)