Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

That night, Xia Jingsheng was leaning on the bedside to read a book. Sun Wenxi came out of the bathroom. Seeing that Xia Jingsheng's hair was still damp, he habitually fetched a bath towel and wiped Xia Jingsheng's hair.

While enjoying Sun Wenxi's service with his eyes closed, Xia Jingsheng asked, "Wenxi, do you think a person's habits can be easily changed?"

"Humans are stubborn animals. Unless they hit the south wall, they will not turn back easily." Sun Wenxi said.

"Then under what circumstances would a person's temperament, conversation, and behavior change completely?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

Sun Wenxi thought for a while: "Multiple personalities."

Xia Jingsheng was stunned by this answer.

People with multiple personalities will completely become another person when they receive some special stimulus.

But they themselves don't remember what they did when they were in another personality.

At first glance, this statement is very similar to Zhao Siheng's situation, but there is a sense of incomprehensible violation.Xia Jingsheng closed the book thoughtfully.

Zhao Siheng said that inviting Xia Jingsheng to his house was not an accidental speech, and Xia Jingsheng received the invitation the next afternoon.

The invitation is written with a brush, and the font is square and elegant.

Xia Jingsheng has always loved calligraphy, looking at this beautiful handwriting, he couldn't help admiring: "This calligraphy is really well written."

Zhao Siheng was very considerate and invited not only Xia Jingsheng, but also Sun Wenxi.

That night, the two were invited to Xu Yan's apartment.

When Zhao Siheng saw the two of them, he didn't get up to say hello, but said lazily: "You guys are here..."

He was wearing a bright red silk pajamas, with a large spring on his chest, and was concentrating on making tea.

Even though Sun Wenxi was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

He finally understood what Xia Jingsheng meant by "the earth-shaking upheaval".

The Zhao Siheng in front of him was completely different from what he saw at the "Music Party" that day.

While Sun Wenxi was looking at Zhao Siheng, Zhao Siheng was also looking at Sun Wenxi.

Xia Jingsheng saw his eyes and asked tentatively, "What? Can't you recognize him?"

Zhao Siheng shook his head and said, "No way, how dare I forget such a suave and suave fairy character as Mr. Sun."

As soon as he spoke, the tone became even more wrong, coupled with the seemingly non-existent winking eyes, Xia Jingsheng even suspected that Zhao Siheng was flirting with Sun Wenxi.

The guess made him uncomfortable.

He took a step forward to block Zhao Siheng's gaze.

Zhao Siheng smiled nonchalantly, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down."

The two sat down, Xia Jingsheng looked around.

Xu Yan's apartment is not big, but it is full of elegance, from paintings to sculptures are all high-quality goods, but the details of housework are a mess.

For example, scattered clothes, messy newspapers, unwashed dishes, stacked together completely ruined the elegance of the house.

Xia Jingsheng frowned.

Zhao Siheng was contented, he picked up the teapot and poured tea for Sun Wenxi himself.

As soon as he leaned over, the spring light from Zhao Siheng's neckline leaked out again. With a slight smile, he handed the teacup to Sun Wenxi: "Try my skills."

At the same moment, Sun Wenxi received Xia Jingsheng's "death vision" and resolutely refused.

Zhao Siheng rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue softly: "I don't know the goods."

When Zhao Siheng winked at Sun Wenxi again, Xia Jingsheng finally couldn't bear it any longer. With a gloomy face, he asked, "Where's Xu Yan?"

"It's fine, it's a disappointment to mention what he does!" Zhao Siheng said impatiently, "All of you are so boring."

Just as he was talking, there was another knock on the door.

Zhao Siheng stood up and said with a smile, "This is the fun."

As soon as the door opened, Ye Henglang stood outside, his face black as coal: "Where's the thief?"

Before Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi entered the house, Zhao Siheng called the police station and said that things at home had been stolen.

Ye Henglang believed it was true, and when he was about to arrive, he realized that he had been fooled.

"You're obstructing official duties!" Ye Henglang said angrily, looking at the young man in front of him who didn't care.

"I'm not lying, someone really stole my things." Zhao Siheng said calmly.

"What about the thief?! If you can't tell, don't blame me for escorting you back to the police station!" Ye Henglang gritted his teeth.

"It's right here." Zhao Siheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Henglang, "You stole my heart."

Xia Jingsheng just took a sip of tea and almost spat it out.

Ye Henglang unceremoniously took out the handcuffs and clasped Zhao Siheng's wrist: "You asked for this!"

Seeing people really angry, Zhao Siheng couldn't help howling: "Mr. Xia, help!"

When Ye Henglang heard this, his momentum weakened by three points, and his footsteps also stopped.

He glanced into the room hesitantly, and met the eyes of Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi.

"Tsk, I kindly invited you to my house as a guest, but you still don't appreciate it!" Zhao Siheng said angrily, "No wonder Mr. Xia didn't choose you."

In a word, he offended the three men and set off a bloodbath.

Ye Henglang finally entered the room, and the four of them sat together. Except for Zhao Siheng, the other three had their own concerns.

In silence, Zhao Siheng put the red wine on the table, staring at Sun Wenxi with a pair of eyes: "I don't like tea, can wine be okay?"

Xia Jingsheng glanced at the corners of his eyes, and Sun Wenxi responded consciously, "No."

"Tsk, what about you idiot?" Zhao Siheng turned to Ye Henglang.

"I don't drink either."

Zhao Siheng seemed to have expected this answer, curled his lips, and poured wine into the goblet.

"I said no to drinking!" Ye Henglang put on a dirty face.

"I didn't say it was for you, I'll drink it myself."

As soon as the words fell, the cup was snatched away: "You are a patient!"

"I don't care, return the wine to me!" Zhao Siheng stared at Ye Henglang, seeing that the other party didn't return the glass, he directly raised the wine bottle and poured wine into his mouth.

"I don't care who you are?! You can't ruin Zhao Siheng's body like this!" Ye Henglang's tone was unprecedentedly serious.

Zhao Siheng's movements stopped, and after a long time, he slowly put down the wine bottle.

"Forget it, it's boring." Zhao Siheng turned around and walked into the room, closing the door with a "bang".

Obviously he is the host, and there are still guests sitting in the room, but he is so self-willed, leaving the guests in the living room and leaving.

Thinking of what Ye Henglang said just now, Xia Jingsheng asked suspiciously: "Brother Henglang, why are you so sure that Zhao Siheng was taken away?"

"Intuition." Ye Henglang's answer was concise.

Xia Jingsheng frowned, if Zhao Siheng didn't want to, it was impossible for other spirits to go to him.

If, as Ye Henglang said, Zhao Siheng's body was taken by the soul, it means that Zhao Siheng himself is willing to make this deal.

is it possible?

Not long after, the door of the apartment was pushed open again, and Yao Siyan's voice came: "Siheng, it's all because Mr. Xu procrastinated, and I was late. I brought you peaches, your favorite food all the time." ..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw everyone in the hall.

Yao Siyan froze in place.

Seeing the chaos in the living room, Xu Yan immediately frowned and said, "What's going on? Where's Siheng?"

Ye Henglang knew about the dirty things between Xu Yan and Yao Siyan, so he didn't bother to answer his questions.

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi were also silent.

Xu Yan was very annoyed by this attitude. He pushed open the bedroom door, and seeing Zhao Siheng wearing silk pajamas, having all the fun, he immediately became angry.

He yelled at Zhao Siheng: "There are outsiders around, so you dress like this?"

Zhao Siheng was not afraid of his loud voice at all, and jokingly said: "What's wrong with dressing like this?"

"Zhao Siheng, you have a lover. You are so slutty, what do others think of me?!" Xu Yan thought of the three people outside the house, looking at Zhao Siheng, his eyes gradually lost warmth.

He approached the bed step by step, with an expression on his face as if he was remembering something: "I remember before, you were very obedient and sensible, and you would never disobey me..."

"But now you're making me lose face, you're damned, damned..." Xu Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Siheng's neck forcefully.

Zhao Siheng struggled hard, but he couldn't utter a word at all.

"It's time to play Dafa." This was the only thought in Zhao Siheng's mind.

At this moment, the door of the bedroom was suddenly slammed open, and Ye Henglang broke in. He raised his gun at Xu Yan: "Let go of the person."

Xu Yan completely lost his mind, muttering: "He should die, he should die!"

"The damned person is you. If you hadn't had an affair with Yao Siyan, Zhao Siheng would not have become what he is now!" Ye Henglang's words undoubtedly gave Xu Yan a blow.

As soon as Xu Yan loosened his strength, Zhao Siheng finally escaped.He coughed violently, his face pale.But even so, there was still a weird smile on the corner of his lips.

Xu Yan looked at him, how could he not understand.

Xu Yan grabbed Zhao Siheng's shoulder: "Siheng, I'm sorry for you, it's all my fault, you already knew that, didn't you?"

Not only Zhao Siheng saw it, Ye Henglang saw it too, Xia Jingsheng, Sun Wenxi, how many people saw it?

Only at this moment, a flash of regret flashed in Xu Yan's heart, because he failed to hide this matter better, and declared his ruined reputation.

Zhao Siheng didn't have the energy to answer him.

Seeing this, Xu Yan believed it a little more.

"Siheng..." He wanted to say something else.

Zhao Siheng said, "Go out."

"I was wrong..." At this moment Xu Yan showed tenderness again, as if he wasn't the one who almost strangled Zhao Siheng to death just now.

"Get out." Zhao Siheng's voice was hoarse, but extremely firm.

Ye Henglang stopped talking nonsense and directly escorted him out.

The surroundings were finally quiet, and Zhao Siheng fell down on the bed with exhaustion. After a while, he stared at the ceiling and laughed silently.

"Did you see that?" He asked, "Xu Yan doesn't love you at all, what he loves most is his face."

The hoarse voice echoed in the room, and it sounded a little scary.

"You are so stupid to die and live for this kind of man." Until this moment, the smile on Zhao Siheng's face disappeared completely.

On the wall on the left side of the room, there is a carefully framed picture of a beauty.

It was the one that Xu Yan gave to Zhao Siheng that day.

The eyeballs of the beauty in the painting moved, and she shed tears amid Zhao Siheng's accusations one after another.