My phone can catch ghosts

Not long after, Luo Hao walked over with a glass, and the wine glass was placed in front of the middle-aged man, exuding an alluring aroma of wine.

"Thousands of threads make a dream, and love and hatred become empty. This wine is called 'Thousands of Dreams', which can make people who are obsessed with love no longer be confused."

"Would you like to give him a drink?"

As soon as Wang Jiajia said that, she was about to open He Qiu's mouth and pour him wine.

"Um--"

It seemed that it was the effect of the aroma of the wine. He Qiu woke up before Wang Jiajia could do anything.

He looked blankly at the red liquid in the glass, then slowly reached out and held the glass.

"Gudong-"

Picking up the wine glass, he drank it down in one gulp, after which He Qiu lay down directly on the table.

"Husband!" Wang Jiajia shouted anxiously.

"It's okay. There is too much pressure in one's life. It's good to get drunk once in a while."

He Qiu's consciousness fluttered to a place. This is a simple house, which gave him a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the person who walked in turned out to be his wife Wang Jiajia.

"Jiajia? Why do you..."

He Qiu didn't realize that he was dreaming now, and the wife who suddenly appeared was as young as when he was 20 years old, which made him both surprised and delighted.

However, when He Qiu wanted to hug Wang Jiajia, his body passed through him.

"I... what's wrong with me, am I dead?"

He Qiu looked at himself in a daze, and then at Wang Jiajia.

Regardless of thinking about what was going on, Wang Jiajia had already packed her things and went out, and He Qiu's body could not help following.

After leaving the house, He Qiucai suddenly remembered that this simple residence was his and his wife's home when they first got married.

"I went back ten years ago?"

He Qiu remembered that he was still young at that time, just married, in order to provide a good life for his wife, he worked hard to earn money, did not go home all day, and only his wife took care of the house.

In this way, He Qiu observed Wang Jiajia for a day from the perspective of a bystander. He had never observed his wife so seriously before.

At the end of the day, He Qiu was greatly shocked. His wife, when he was not at home, secretly showed up to help others with work every day, and suffered countless injuries on her body and hands. Even when his wife came back from a busy day, she could not take care of To rest, to find an old man, and to take care of myself.

The scene changed, and several years passed. This time, the husband and wife had children, their lives were richer, and the wife had time to dress herself up.

The more and more beautiful wife was praised everywhere she went, which made He Qiu feel uncomfortable at that time.

Continuing to observe with his wife, he found that even though life has improved for so long, his wife still does not change her original intention, silently contributes behind her back, and takes care of the family, children and the elderly alone.

"Ma'am, you have worked hard. In the past, I only felt that I was working hard to save money, and you would only enjoy it at home, but I didn't know that you were the hardest one." He Qiu cried bitterly.

However, the camera turned again. He Qiu owed a lot of debts due to the loss of business. He has been in a bad mood for the past few days. His wife, Wang Jiajia, went around looking for someone to borrow money in order to help him.

However, when he was out looking for his wife, he saw his wife chatting and laughing with a man, and he felt jealous. He didn't even think about it. It was just that his wife was borrowing money from her distant cousin. As a result, when his wife came home at night, she was indiscriminate. For the first time, he committed domestic violence against his wife.

Since then, He Qiu's distrust of his wife has become more and more severe, and he even strictly ordered her not to go out, not to have contact with men, and not to dress herself up when he is not around.

He didn't know it before, but now from his wife's perspective, he understands how wronged and unfair his wife has been.

"Woooooooo..."

"Jiajia, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm useless, I'm a useless man, I don't deserve to have such a good wife as you."

In reality, He Qiu woke up suddenly, lying on the table and crying bitterly.

"It's good to cry, men also need to cry." Luo Hao said to Wang Jiajia with a smile.

After a long time, He Qiu, who had had enough crying, raised his head and saw his anxious wife Wang Jiajia beside him at a glance.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't looked at his wife so calmly for a long time. The wrinkles on his face and the white hair on his temples, his wife who was clearly only in her 30s now looked like she was 50 or [-] years old.

"Jiajia, you... are old..."

"For so many years, you have suffered."

He Qiu caressed Wang Jiajia's face, and looked at Wang Jiajia lovingly.

"It's good that my husband is fine." Wang Jiajia held back tears, he hadn't seen such a gentle father and husband for a long time.

Next, the husband and wife naturally confided their hearts to each other again, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many years broke out at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, the husband and wife walked up to Luo Hao, holding hands, and knelt down.

"What are you doing, please get up quickly." Luo Hao hurriedly helped the two of them up.

He Qiu solemnly said to Luo Hao: "If it wasn't for you, the boss, I, He Qiu, would have become more and more bastards. This time I can repent, know how good my wife is, and win back her heart. Thanks to the boss, you are my big brother." benefactor."

Luo Hao smiled and said, "I'm just a wine seller, not a benefactor."

"But I would like to ask, did you provoke something unclean?"