Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

Seeing Long Mo's face with a slight smile on his face, I was surprised and delighted. It seems that as long as he is around, I won't have to worry about setting up any formations in the future.

Uncle Huang stopped the car and went back to his room.

Long Mo and I dealt with two ghosts, and he pulled me in.

I was shyly pulled into the house by him, and he skillfully helped me change into slippers.

I really want to ask where he has been all this time.

"Go upstairs and take a shower. I'll tell you everything when the time is right." He said to me as he pulled me upstairs.

After hearing this, I was too embarrassed to say anything anymore. I just nodded obediently and followed him upstairs.

When we arrived at my room, he politely opened the door for me. I walked in and turned back to look at him.

Only then did I notice that there was a hint of fatigue on Long Mo's handsome face.

I don’t understand why he is like this. Is the matter he needs to deal with very difficult?

"You should also go to bed early!" I didn't ask the question even when it came to my lips, I just said it lightly.

He nodded with a slight smile on his face, then went into his own room across the street.

I took out my pajamas, took a shower, and lay leisurely in bed. It was June and the temperature was slowly rising, but it was not too hot.

There is a summer quilt on the big bed, which is just right for this season.

It was a very comfortable environment. Logically, after struggling with two ghosts, I should have been able to fall asleep easily, but I just couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried.

What has happened recently is a bit unbelievable, and Long Mo is so mysterious. I am very worried that when I wake up tomorrow morning, Long Mo will be gone again.

I really want to meet him and get more answers from him.

I am not yet used to the identity of my girlfriend, even though when he appeared in my dreams before, I had fantasized countless times how nice it would be if he were my boyfriend.

But now, he appears beside me in person, and it doesn't feel so real.

And other than the fact that he had appeared in my dreams countless times, I knew nothing else about him.

What is he doing in reality and as what kind of person is he living in today's society?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep. My eyes were full of confusion. I got up, opened the curtains a little, and went back to bed.

Because it is a floor-to-ceiling window, you can just see the round moon and bright moonlight outside the window.

At this moment, I missed Long Mo's warm embrace very much. Since my grandma passed away, I could only sleep soundly in Long Mo's arms during those few days.

His scent was very sweet, and in his arms, I felt an unprecedented sense of security.

"Why, can't you sleep again?"

As I was thinking, a gentle voice sounded in my ears.

I don't know when Long Mo, wearing pajamas, appeared on my bed. He supported his head with one hand and looked at me with a smile.

Obviously I was startled, my face turned slightly red, and my heart was beating fast.

"You, when did you come?"

I asked at a loss.

He didn't answer me, but stood up, turned around and closed the curtains I had just opened.

He walked over to the bed and lay down on it again, gently holding me in his arms.

I wanted to break free. After all, I am now a 20-year-old girl. It is inevitable that I will have fantasies when I sleep in the same bed with a man while I am conscious. What's more, this is the man I have been thinking about since I was a child.

But I couldn't resist his gentleness and breath. I felt hot all over and my face turned red immediately. Fortunately, the curtains were drawn and the room was dark. He couldn't see my face, otherwise I would have wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Feng'er, go to sleep obediently!"

Perhaps he noticed something was wrong with me, so he gently kissed my forehead with his warm lips and patted my back with his hand.

My excitement calmed down instantly, and I fell asleep in his arms unknowingly.

When I woke up in the morning, it was already bright and Long Mo was no longer by my side. My heart suddenly felt lost. Was it another dream I had last night?

I touched the bed sheet beside me and there was obvious warmth left by a human body, proving that Long Mo really existed.

I got up quickly and rushed downstairs in my pajamas without washing or changing clothes.

Seeing my lonely face, Uncle Huang chuckled.

"Feng girl, wake up, hurry up and wash up before coming down to have breakfast."

I had no interest in eating breakfast at all. What I wanted to know more was whether Long Mo was still there, and whether his appearance yesterday was a dream or reality.

So I asked loudly: "Huang Bo, where is Long Mo? Did Long Mo really come back yesterday?"

Uncle Huang smiled and replied, "You are talking about Boss Long. He asked me to take good care of you and has already left. He went out to do some work."

After hearing this, I was sure that he really appeared next to me last night, but my face was still full of disappointment.

He is always like this, appearing suddenly and disappearing suddenly, going to do something. What is it? Can't he take a day to accompany me?

He also said that I was his girlfriend. This kind of boyfriend always makes me worry and anxious.

Seeing my disappointment, Uncle Huang changed his usual tone and spoke to me in a low voice.

"Feng girl! Don't be angry with Boss Long. He has his reasons. Once he has dealt with everything, he will come and stay with you."

"What's the reason? Uncle Huang, tell me what he wants to do. Why do you want me to tell you?"

My voice was a little hoarse and I felt a chill in my heart.

"It's hard to say now. He will tell you after things are dealt with. I don't know exactly what it is."

Uncle Huang answered perfunctorily.

"By the way, Feng girl, I'll take you to see our shop later."

Seeing that my mood did not improve, Uncle Huang had to change the subject.

When I heard about the shop, my sad mood improved a little. After all, the emergence of the shop can allow me to get to know Long Mo better, or at least know what he is doing in real life.

So I turned back to my room, washed up, and picked out a very plain white dress from the big wardrobe to change into.

Many of the clothes feel too luxurious and not suitable for me as a college student. Besides, I’m not a girl with a flamboyant personality.

When I went downstairs, Huang Bo prepared porridge and steamed dumplings for me. I didn't see Long Mo when I woke up in the morning, and I was already in a low mood. I didn't finish the porridge and only ate one steamed dumpling.

I stood up and wanted to clean up the dishes, but Huang Bo held me down. He said he didn't dare let me do anything, and if I didn't take good care of me, Boss Long would be angry.

Looking at his face full of resentment and funny expression, I laughed a lot when I thought that he, a Wong Tai Sin, had to do everything by himself and was actually afraid of Long Mo and acted like a nanny.

Thinking back to when I first met him, that arrogance he had is now completely gone.

Time flies so fast. It has been seven or eight years since I met Uncle Huang. Thinking of this, I think of my grandma.

Ever since my grandmother passed away, I have become quite fragile and often want to cry for no apparent reason.

Uncle Huang, who had cleaned up the dishes, came out of the kitchen. Seeing the tears in my eyes, he sighed and said.

"Feng girl, everything will be fine, don't be sad."