The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

"You do your work, we can do whatever you want." Pei Guang said hastily.

Song Nan wanted to say, "Maybe I don't have anything you can wear here", but seeing that this man was so sensible, he nodded and entered the room.

Pei Guang tugged at the shirt that was tightly attached to his body, "Fortunately, it's summer, otherwise I'd be seriously ill."

Feng Yue dragged a bamboo chair over and sat down on his own. He didn't seem to have any aversion to the wet clothes clinging to his body.

"Hey, this kid," Pei Guang looked around, only saw a small maza, hesitantly grabbed it for two seconds and put it under his buttocks, and then asked Fengyue curiously, "How did you know him?" I heard what you said about the vomit bag before, it seems to have a story."

Feng Yue squinted at him and gave him a "too lazy to talk to you" expression.

"Tsk," Pei Guang smiled, "Aren't you not very fond of making friends?"

Apart from Pei Guang, Zhou Qi and Su Ke, who are Fengyue's friends, both know that he is not very sociable, and he doesn't usually have too many entertainment activities, he is quite dull.

It surprised Pei Guang to meet new friends.

"We met on the plane." Feng Yue didn't want to satisfy Pei Guang's curiosity, and said bluntly, "He sat next to me and vomited all over me."

Although it was a bit exaggerated to vomit, but judging from the situation at the time, a little exaggeration can show that Fengyue probably doesn't want to recall that scene in his whole life.

"Uh..." Pei Guang also felt that this acquaintance didn't seem to be a good one, so he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Just pretend I didn't ask."

Song Nan originally wanted to take a hot shower by the way, but there were still guests at home, so he could barely be regarded as a guest, so he just wiped it off with a towel in a hurry, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs. He took out the suitcases that had been stored with him for several days.

"I opened it, but there must be a lot of things," Song Nan put the suitcase beside Feng Yue's legs, "You check it."

Feng Yue nodded, but he didn't intend to open it. He didn't know where to fix his eyes through the rain curtain.

Song Nan didn't speak, and took a bamboo chair from the house, and the three of them just stared at the rain outside in silence.

"Maybe I have to stay with you for a while," Feng Yue said suddenly, "It's not safe to drive in rainy days."

"En." Song Nan stared at the rain screen and responded.

"When will it rain?" Pei Guang sat on the small bench, tugged at the shirt sticking to his chest, and frowned unhappily.

Song Nan raised his eyes to look at the dome. The dark clouds were much thinner than before, but the rain was not going to slow down. A crack of lightning was pulled from the sky, followed by a dull thunder that rolled down.

It looks like it won't be able to stop for a while.

Feng Yue stared at the rain screen indifferently, and after a while spit out two words, "It's hard to say."

Pei Guang was not feeling well, "Then shall we sit here all the time?"

"No one will stop you if you want to stand." Feng Yue glanced at him and said.

Pei Guang: "..."

In silence, time always passes very slowly, as if stagnant. It is not very comfortable to have wet clothes sticking to your body. Besides, Pei Guang usually lives a bright life, how can he experience such a thing?It was as if a thorn had grown on the small bench, and within a few minutes of sitting down, he stood up and walked around twice.

Song Nan was turned dizzy by him, and frowned at him, "If you don't want to stay, then leave."

The tone was not very friendly, Pei Guang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, but he only gave Song Nan a look back, probably because he had to bow his head under the eaves.

Song Nan glanced at him, got up and went into the house.

Pei Guang clicked his tongue twice, and rushed to Fengyue, "Let's go? It's too aggrieved to hide from the rain..."

It was still raining heavily, and they were not familiar with the road, so it was not wise to drive out at this time.

"Sit down a little longer." Feng Yue said.

Pei Guang glanced at the water stains on the small bench with displeasure, and hesitated for a long while before sitting down.

When Song Nan came out, he was holding clothes in his hand, which looked like a pile of colorful clothes, which had a particularly visual impact.

"This……"

"These should be wearable." Song Nan threw the clothes and pants in his hand on the bamboo chair, and said to Pei Guang, "Do you want it?"

Looking at the past along the line of sight, the top is a pair of red and green beach pants with a large maple leaf printed on them. They are elastic and can be tucked in no matter whether they are thin or fat.Further down, it should be a shirt, but it is white and green striped, and the vertical green bars are so wide that it almost catches up with medium-sized noodles...

Pei Guang couldn't help but move his gaze away from the pile of colorful flowers, to Song Nan's nonchalant face.Although the young man's expression is a bit unruly, but his thin skin and tender face can't hide the youthfulness of his age. His eyebrows are inserted straight up to the temple, but the peak of his eyebrows turns downward. Matching his expression at the moment, he is a bit cool of.

With such a beautiful face, why is the aesthetics so...complicated?

"Do you want to wear it?" Song Nan gave him an impatient sideways glance, and made a gesture to put away the clothes on the chair.

When Pei Guang touched the big red maple on it, he quickly felt the sticky discomfort on his body, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Put it on!"

"Okay." Song Nan gestured to him, "One hundred for one piece."

"What..." Pei Guang paused as he reached for his pants, as if he didn't understand, "What?"

"One hundred pants." Song Nan picked up the top layer of beach pants and put them aside, then picked up the white and green striped shirt underneath, "Top one hundred."

Pei Guang was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it, and immediately showed disdain, "Why don't you go grab it?"

"I'm good at hands and feet. I can earn money with my own labor and wisdom. Why do I do such a thing?" Song Nan gave him a look like an idiot, "Not to mention robbery is against the law."

He is still a "robber" who understands the law, Pei Guang cursed in his heart, but the sticky discomfort on his body made him hesitate again.

I don't know when this rain will fall, and it will take time to wait for the heat of the body to dry the clothes and pants, not to mention that it may cause physical discomfort.

"Would you like it?" Song Nan looked at him with interest, then shifted his gaze to Feng Yue who had been sitting on the chair and didn't talk to him, "I can give you a half discount."

Fengyue noticed the gaze cast over him, turned his head to meet him, and did not answer.

"Forget it." Song Nan clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand and began to fold the clothes and pants on the chair one by one.

Pei Guang: "..."

When Song Nan folded the fourth piece, Pei Guang stretched out his hand and pressed on the stack of clothes, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Deal."

"Cash only." Song Nan pursed his lips and smiled, spreading his hands at him.

Pei Guang was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, but he still took out his wet wallet from his trouser pocket, took out two red bills and patted them on his clothes, "It's not good to see money at a young age."

"Money has no age distinction." Song Nan took the money and looked at it against the light, and flicked the foram lightly. The banknote made a crisp sound, "It only divides the mind."

Pei Guang choked for a moment, then turned to ask Fengyue, "Should you choose first?"

Feng Yue still stared at the rain screen, without turning his head, he said, "No need."

Pei Guang poked through some clothes and trousers. In addition to the white and green striped shirt, he also had a green vest with a big fist printed on the back and a middle finger on the fist.

It was such an amazing design, Pei Guang felt ashamed, his eyes turned around the red and green maple leaf beach pants and shirt vest, and finally chose the beach pants and the white and green shirt.

In terms of color and style, at least they still match quite well.

Pei Guang went into the room and changed his clothes and pants. When he came out, Feng Yue was still sitting on the chair, his posture hadn't changed, as if his soul had gone out of his body.

Pei Guang went over and patted him on the shoulder, "Hurry up and change your wet clothes, you should catch a cold soon."

"No..." Feng Yue reflexively replied, his eyes stayed on Pei Guang for [-] seconds, then he seemed to think of something, nodded, picked up the two remaining bamboo chairs, and entered the room.

Pei Guang saw that his movements were so chic, and guessed that he didn't pay attention to what he was holding at all.

When Feng Yue came out, his expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to care about the new clothes on his body.

Pei Guang stared at his green jersey and purple knee-length sports shorts with white stripes and twitched his mouth, and couldn't bear to look directly away.

Song Nan found two paper bags and came out, "This one is for you."

Pei Guang twitched the corner of his mouth to take it, and stuffed the wet clothes he had changed into, "Thank you so much."

"It should be. Clothes are bought in bags." Song Nan sat back on the bamboo chair again, "Don't be too moved."

Pei Guang felt that if he hadn't cultivated himself well, he would probably have done it long ago.

The shirt on Pei Guang was the uniform he gave out when he was a part-time job in an optical factory, and there were 25 pairs of trousers on the vegetable market.

Song Nan inadvertently made another ticket, he was in a good mood, the haze of Heishuiwan was swept away, and he planned to cook a bowl of sauerkraut shredded pork noodles to treat himself at noon.

Huang Diwen stared at the weekend homework recorded in his homework book. He couldn't write mathematics and physics, and he had no clue about the composition. In the end, he decided to copy the words.

It doesn't take a lot of brains, but you have to be patient. He writes big and heavy, and he always likes to occupy two spaces for one letter.

It was dark in the room on a rainy day, Huang Diwen turned his head to look at the kitchen when he was walking out with the small table, Song Nan was taking a piece of meat from the refrigerator to defrost.

"Fried crispy meat?" Huang Diwen turned around and walked to the kitchen door with a hungry face.

Song Nan frowned, "Have you burnt out your brain?"

Huang Diwen didn't understand, so: "..."

"Do you think I'll fry that thing?" Song Nan added some hot water into the basin, rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, turned around and lifted the lid of the altar under the kitchen cabinet, reached out and touched two sour radishes, Without turning his head, he rushed to the door and said, "Cook noodles at noon."

Huang Diwen moved the table outside with his head drooping. The rain had subsided a little, but the water in the yard was quite deep, and the car tires were half submerged in the muddy water.

Pei Guang waited so long that mushrooms would grow on his head, but the rain had no intention of stopping at all. Feng Yue stared at the rain curtain as if he was in a daze, Pei Guang turned his face away speechlessly, watching Huang Diwen do his homework .

[The author has something to say]: It's a bit slow, and the unit of Heishuiwan is considered to be advancing~ Tomorrow will continue!