In a blink of an eye, the sun had set.

Zhou Zhou stopped outside the mall, hesitating whether to go back to the Zhou family or to his eldest brother's place.

Before I could think clearly, my cell phone rang.

Looking at the incoming call from Zhou Hongwei on his phone, he answered it.

"Isn't the school on vacation? Why don't you go home?" A male voice with a hint of anger came from the phone.

Zhou Zhou put one hand in his pocket, lowered his head slightly, and said jokingly, "Missed me?"

There was a sudden silence on the other side, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

"Ok?"

"Where are you? I'll send a driver to pick you up."

"Huiyue Shopping Mall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

It was incomprehensible what Zhou Hongwei was planning, and why he actually took the initiative to call him home.

Zhou Zhou was puzzled, so he simply opened the drama-watching app and continued to watch the melodramatic romance drama.

The dim light poured down on him, adding a touch of softness to him.

With a "beep", a black Hummer stopped on the road next to us. The license plate number was 8888, and you could tell who it belonged to at a glance.

Zhou Zhou just glanced and lowered his head, ignoring it. Now that the heroine is not here, it is better to reduce contact with the hero as much as possible during non-plot time to avoid ruining the plot.

[Tsk, what are you doing here? Don’t disturb me from watching TV series.]

Pei Yanlie rolled down the car window and looked at him with dark eyes, his gaze falling on his injured shoulder.

It was a black and red patch, and seemed to have become even more swollen. Yet this person just left it like that without doing anything.

Mrs. Wen, who was sitting in the back seat, retracted her gaze and asked softly, "Yan Lie, do you know that boy?"

Pei Yanlie hesitated for a moment before answering: "My junior from Beicheng University, and also my old classmate's younger brother."

Mrs. Wen nodded in understanding. Seeing that her son was staring at someone but didn't say hello, she showed some doubts in her eyes.

My sight fell on the boy again. He lowered his head, with most of his face hidden by the brim of his hat. Only his curved red lips could be seen.

She was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was dressed very fashionably, especially the pair of leopard-print flip-flops, which made her take a few more glances.

The boy suddenly raised his hand to adjust the brim of his hat. The Five Emperors' Coins bracelet on his wrist made her look stunned for a moment.

A very familiar bracelet, isn't this the one she gave to her son? Why is it on his hand?

"Why are you just staring at me?" Mrs. Wen glanced at her son out of the corner of her eye, suppressed her curiosity, and asked softly.

Pei Yanlie retracted his gaze, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly stepped on the accelerator. The car drove forward until he could no longer see the figure. He then said in a calm voice: "Mom, can people who are possessed by spirits also get hurt?"

Mrs. Wen was a little surprised. She didn't expect her son to suddenly change the subject. There must be something fishy going on.

She thought carefully about her son's question, and after a moment's silence, she replied, "Souls are intangible, while humans are physical. Even if possessed, he is still a flesh and blood body and will be disturbed by the outside world. This cannot be changed."

Pei Yanlie did not look back, but stared ahead, his deep voice carrying some doubt, "Will the person who is possessed be harmed by wearing an item to ward off evil spirits?"

Mrs. Wen smiled knowingly and replied softly, "No, I will just wish him peace and safety."

Pei Yanlie uttered a deep "hmm".

He grew up under the guidance of Mrs. Wen, and was influenced by her to believe in ghosts and gods.

Suddenly he could hear Zhou Zhou's thoughts, and he naturally thought of this.

Mrs. Wen felt that her son was a little strange today. She had never heard him mention things like metaphysics before.

Could it be because of that boy?

She was puzzled and decided not to think about it anymore. She took out the Buddhist beads from her bag and rolled them up.

The black Hummer disappeared at the end of the road. Zhou Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at it. He murmured, "Why are you trying to do metaphysics instead of having a good relationship? I'm speechless."

He raised his left hand and took a look at the Five Emperors' Coins bracelet. He sneered, pulled it off and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

Anyway, Pei Yanlie didn’t have the ability to see far away, so he couldn’t tell whether he was wearing the Five Emperors’ Coins bracelet.

After waiting there for ten minutes, a black BMW stopped next to him.

Zhou Zhou held his phone in one hand, opened the car door, sat in the back seat, glanced at the driver, then leaned against the door and said lazily, "It's still you."

Uncle Chen turned around and showed an attentive smile, "Master Zhou, what happened before was a misunderstanding. I promise that something like this will not happen again in the future."

"How can it be attributed to misunderstanding if it was done intentionally? Okay, drive your car and stop talking nonsense." After saying that, he clicked play and continued watching the drama.

Uncle Chen turned around, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. He didn't expect that Young Master Zhou's personality had completely changed after going to college.

However, he was just a small driver of the Zhou family. He dared not be angry or speak out, for fear that his master would be dissatisfied and fire him.

The BMW gradually moved away from Huiyue Shopping Mall and drove towards Zhou's house.

Along the way, Zhou Zhou occasionally chuckled. Uncle Chen couldn't help but look up at the rearview mirror. Seeing the excited look on the other person's face, as if he was possessed, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

When we returned to Zhou's house, it was already completely dark.

Zhou Zhou turned off his mobile phone as if he was still not satisfied, took off his headset, and walked into the Zhou family villa with lazy steps.

Stepmother Yang Xueyun's laughter came from inside.

As soon as Zhou Zhou appeared, she stopped smiling and asked with a raised corner of her mouth pretending to be concerned: "Xiao Zhou, we haven't seen each other for so many days. Are you used to school?"

Yang Xueyun has wavy hair and a well-maintained face, with skin that is so bright that it seems to be glowing.

She was wearing a pink sports suit and dressed like a college student.

It wouldn't be inappropriate to say that she is Zhou Nian's sister.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Aunt Yang, have you regained your youth?"

Yang Xueyun's face turned pale and blue, but she endured it and didn't refute anything.

Zhou Nian walked downstairs with a lollipop in his mouth, and immediately saw Zhou Zhou standing in the living room.

She looked him up and down, and seeing that he was dressed in a non-mainstream style, she said with disdain, "Your gloomy style has turned into a non-mainstream style. There's no hope for you."

Zhou Zhou glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, too lazy to pay attention to her, and walked towards the second floor.

Zhou Hongwei called himself back, but he was nowhere to be found. He didn't want to face those two weird women.

"Hey, I'm talking to you! Why are you leaving?" Zhou Nian was dissatisfied and shouted at his back.

Zhou Zhou didn't pause until he reached the second floor. He then walked to the railing and looked down at her and said, "With this voice, even a shrew can't compare to yours."

The lollipop in Zhou Nian's mouth fell out, and he looked up at the figure on the second floor with wide eyes. The knife in his eyes wished it could turn into substance and stab that person to pieces.

"Come down if you have the guts. Why are you hiding on the second floor pretending to be so cool?"

Zhou Zhou leaned his hands on the railing and teased, "Oh, you're still trying to provoke me!"

……

As soon as Zhou Hongwei came back, he heard a commotion in the house.

His eyes fell on the ground, where the broken vase was quietly scattered on the ground, with a leopard-print flip-flop thrown next to it.

He immediately flew into a rage and yelled, "Who broke my vase?"

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