What should I do if I was targeted by a male ghost?

There are many ingredients in the refrigerator, including vegetables, fresh fruits, and meat.Fu Wenxuan took them out one by one to have a look, and found that they were very fresh, as if he just bought them today.

He couldn't help feeling that Pu Xi was careful enough, he remembered it when he mentioned it last time.

Whether it's for himself or for anyone else, it's fine.

Take out the tomato and beef and make two bowls of tomato beef noodles.Although Pu Xi said no, Fu Wenxuan still did his part.He thought to himself, if the other party doesn't eat it, it's a big deal to eat it all by himself.

"Here comes the noodles, do you really not want to eat?" Fu Wenxuan asked after entering the room with two bowls of noodles, and put down the bowls quickly because it was very hot.

Touching his ears, he found that no one in the room answered him.Fu Wenxuan looked around and saw Pu Xi lying in bed, motionless, asleep?

"Pu Xi?" He yelled, walked over, lifted the quilt a little with his hands, and sure enough saw a sleeping face with closed eyes, and breathing steadily, almost nothing.

"It's really not easy. I finally turned your schedule upside down." Seeing him sleeping, Fu Wenxuan felt very comfortable and smiled happily. He turned around and sat down to eat his own noodles. He was really hungry.

He cleaned up the two bowls of beef noodles by himself, then cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and went to take a shower.

Pu Xi doesn't have her own happy clothes here, so Fu Wenxuan opened his wardrobe, yes, they are all the same kind... One kind of daily wear, one kind of pajamas, and the pajamas are thin, regardless of season.

Fu Wenxuan found a set and came out with underwear.

There is not much difference in the figure of the two people, and the clothes and pants can be mixed.

After coming out of the shower, Fu Wenxuan was also very tired, so he went to bed and went to sleep.

Pu Xi turned around, came to hug him, and then smelled his breath full of her.

"Wake up so soon..." Fu Wenxuan touched his face with his hand next to the pillow, looked at him, and said with a smile: "I wear your pajamas, don't you mind?"

Pu Xi's palm was walking back and forth on his arm, and he liked this kind of smooth and firm lines, between youthful vigor and masculinity, the innocence they still kept in their hearts was very fascinating.

"You're already wearing it, and I won't tell you to take it off."

"Why not, I'd love to take it off for you..." Fu Wenxuan stared at the man who seldom joked, smiling like a spring, with a sense of happiness.

"Forget it, you go to sleep." Pu Xi thought he was serious, moved her hand up and stroked her hair.

Fu Wenxuan turned his head away from the hand, and protested, "You will put me under a lot of pressure if you do this. I'm not much younger than you, only two years old."

"Yeah." Pu Xi thought silently, in fact, there are really many... But I can't say this, I definitely can't.

"Did you have fun in Japan these days?" Pulling Pu Xi's hand over and playing with it, Fu Wenxuan found that the man's fingers were very long and his skin was very white.

So white that even the fleshy nails are bloodless... most people are probably pink.

"Happy." When Pu Xi said happy, she was still serious.

Fu Wenxuan couldn't imagine what would happen if the other party talked about love?Or how about a shy smile?

He did it when he thought of it, and touched Pu Xi's face with his hand: "Smile for me?"

"..." In order to satisfy Fu Wenxuan's request, Pu Xi curled his lips.

"Pfft!" It was perfunctory just now, but when I saw Fu Wenxuan's funny smile, I really smiled, even my eyes were smiling.

"How about I accompany you like this? Are you happy?" It was obvious that he was happy, and Fu Wenxuan himself was also very happy. He asked the person next to him if he was as happy as himself.

"Yes." Pu Xi couldn't stand his teasing eyes, and covered his eyes with her palm: "Go to sleep." Human.

"Hmm..." Fu Wenxuan put his hand on his chest, pressing on the other side's shoulder...

Pu Xi silently picked it up, changed its position, and moved it to her lower abdomen.

"Pfft..." Without opening his eyes, Fu Wenxuan laughed again, and continued to feel drowsy after laughing.

This was a long and short night. For Pu Xi, his time was divided into fragments, and he hadn't cared about the passage of time for a long time.

In the torrent of memory, there are only a few scenes that impressed him, which are still engraved in his mind and occasionally recalled.There was little emotion to be elicited, other than the acknowledgment that that was the past.

But I always recall the night when I met Fu Wenxuan for the first time, every move of the other party, including the change of expression, and the revealing of every look in the eyes.

It's getting clearer.

Like a replay of the scene, Pu Xi is like a moviegoer, watching the re-enactment of the scenes.Now, as an outsider, he can't say or do anything to Fu Wenxuan inside.

I can only hug the people around me tightly to release some fear.

She even wanted to wake him up and let him continue talking in her ear.

After sunrise, Fu Wenxuan, who had a full night's sleep, kicked off the blanket on his body, turned around, and stretched happily: "Pu Xi, are you awake?"

He is also a man who is very good at pretending. He hummed the word "um" from his nostrils, feeling deeply sleepy.

Finally, I can hug my waist openly without worrying that he will get sick if he doesn't get enough sleep.

Being hugged from behind, Fu Wenxuan touched his face with his backhand, and said curiously, "Why don't you grow a beard?" In a flash of inspiration, it seemed that eunuchs didn't seem to grow beards, which had something to do with androgen.

Pu Xi doesn't know how to grow a beard, 90.00% of it has something to do with his failure...

So Fu Wenxuan stammered, and quickly changed the subject: "The weather is fine today, and I want to go outdoors, what do you think?"

"Okay." Pu Xi is also obsessed with kindness, and doesn't want to discuss her beard with him at all.

"However, you seem to hate sunlight, or forget it." Fu Wenxuan yawned, thinking of going back to sleep.

"It's okay, you can go."

"Well, do you have a bicycle? You don't need to go anywhere, the scenery here should be very good." It would be great to ride a bicycle along the coast.But Fu Wenxuan is already prepared for things like bicycles that are not available here.

But unexpectedly, Pu Xi said yes.

After lying on the bed for a while, the two of them got up and washed together in the bathroom.Facing the rising sun on Mayday, I feel that my mood is as easy as flying.

"Looks like we're going to eat noodles again." Fu Wenxuan decided to make a portion for two people, and watched Pu Xi eat it.

"..." Facing a large bowl of beef noodles, Pu Xi's pupils expanded and placed on a human body. This phenomenon is the state of fainting.

He did eat this bowl of beef noodles.

After Fu Wenxuan took away the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, he went into the bathroom calmly and spit out what he had eaten... This is technical work, not that simple.

If you don't spit well, you will spit out your internal organs...

"Pu Xi? Where are you?" Fu Wenxuan came out of the kitchen and saw that there was no one in the living room. He walked around and suddenly saw the man next to him. He was a little horrified: "Where did you go just now?"

I want to say that it is a bit scary to appear suddenly, coupled with this weird big living room, I really dare not stay longer when I am alone.

"Toilet." Pu Xi's fingers were still dripping with water, which showed that he was in a hurry to get out.

"Wipe your hands first." Fu Wenxuan took two paper towels from the table and handed them to him.

"Thank you." Pu Xi lowered her eyes and wiped her fingers silently.

"Why, hang a picture of yourself in the hall?" Fu Wenxuan stood in the center of the room, looking up, he could easily see the portraits outside.

Some are sketches, some are gouache, there are Chinese paintings and oil paintings, all types and sizes, the only constant is the people in the paintings.

To be honest, the portraits hanging in the living room are usually of the elders who have passed away...

"Too many, nowhere to hang."

Pu Xi raised her eyes to look at it, and answered very boldly.The way he records the passage of time is by paying for a portrait every year.

Over 500 years, more than 300 paintings were painted.

The pictures hanging in the living room have changed significantly with the times, and one can know the social background at that time at a glance.

"It's weird, your hobby." Fu Wenxuan shook his head and said, "Getting ready to go out, you want to continue wearing this black suit to go out, or what?"

Knowing that the other party's closet was full of black suits, Fu Wenxuan still wanted to move him.

The young man's humble smile made people feel cheerful.

Pu Xi said, "No change."

"Well, after all, the conditions don't allow it." He couldn't go to the coast in his pajamas, so he said, "Let's go, where is the bike?"

"I need to think about it." After all, it was a means of transportation that was used decades ago, Pu Xi thought for a while, then walked towards the third floor of the mansion.

Opening one of the doors, a smell of dust hits the face.

"Ahem..." Fu Wenxuan stood at the door, pinching his nose and waving his palms, wondering how long it had been since the door had been opened? ? "No one usually cleans?"

"No." Who dares to come.

Pu Xi turned on the light in the room, and there were some old things inside, probably from the 70s.

There are counters, old wooden boxes, abacus, etc...

A bicycle is also included, a classic from the 70s, the Phoenix [-]…

"You said there is a bicycle, is that it?" Fu Wenxuan, who was born in the 90s, had never seen such a frustrated bicycle. He didn't know what this bicycle meant at the time.

Standing in front of the bicycle, he looked deeply troubled: "Excuse me, can I still pump up the dry tire? Even if it is on, can I ride it?" After thinking about it, these are not problems. The problem is: "Is this car How long ago?" he asked, pointing to the bicycle.

"40 years ago." Pu Xi knew at a glance that this car was not good, so he frowned.

"That's fine, as cool as you." Fu Wenxuan nodded and said, turning around and preparing to go out: "Forget about the old antiques left by your family, let's walk along the coastline."

The door opened after 40 years of sealing dust is almost equal to Pu Xi's attitude.He is willing to open up his past self for Fu Wenxuan, but whether the other party can understand what this means is another matter.

If you don't explain it, no one will know.

"I have never asked, can you tell me about your family?" Fu Wenxuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and although his face was relaxed, there was no lack of sincerity.

"Not anymore."

Fu Wenxuan was surprised, showing an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry." Pu Xi was still so young, he never thought that all the relatives of the other party had passed away, so they must have died by accident: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention this matter."

"It doesn't matter." Pu Xi didn't seem to mind, the memories of her relatives are too long, and what her parents looked like, after more than 500 years, they have almost forgotten.

Fu Wenxuan pulled out his palm and held his hand, "The 130 million you asked for last time was to pay off my father's debt. I don't have a mother. I only have a father and a grandmother who lives in the country."

Walking on the coastline in the early morning, Pu Xi squinted her eyes and listened quietly to the narration around her.

"Don't talk about it, you probably don't want to hear it." Fu Wenxuan kicked the stone beside his feet, and the sea breeze blew his hair.The impression of Pu Xi is still that of a ruthless boss, not a family lover who can share life.

Sometimes because of these differences, the mood will be very difficult.

"Let's talk." Pu Xi clasped his wrist, accepting this mode of walking hand in hand.

"It's over." Fu Wenxuan smiled, feeling that it's good now.

Walking together, without the interference of others, and having the opportunity to tangle and get angry with him, is actually pretty good.

"How long has it been since your house was cleaned?" Fu Wenxuan asked suddenly, thinking of the dusty room.

"A long time." Pu Xi silently calculated, more than 40 years.

"I'll clean it for you when I have time, anyway, I'm so free." Fu Wenxuan raised his other hand and stretched his waist, revealing his thin waistline.

Pu Xi had quick hands and eyes, and helped to tear off the hem of the clothes and cover them up.

"What?" Fu Wenxuan was taken aback.

"I will catch a cold." If you catch a cold, you will get sick.

"..." Fu Wenxuan was moved a little, but a big man who is 1.8 meters tall really doesn't get sick so easily.

Didn't walk the entire coastline, it should be too big.When they got to the same place, they returned the same way.

"Why does no one come to appreciate such a beautiful coast?" After walking for so long, I didn't meet anyone.

"This is a private island." Pu Xi's answer was convincing.

"You are richer than I thought." So giving a clubhouse to his lover is just a drop in the bucket for him, not worth mentioning.

"It should be." Pu Xi nodded, feeling that the palm in his hand was not as warm as when he first came out, so he quickened his pace and went home.

The sea breeze is still a bit cold. People who haven't been sick for two or three years sneezed a lot when they went back.

"..." Pu Xi frowned.

"It's okay, I just sneezed." Fu Wenxuan said, taking out a tissue to wipe his nose.

The next second, he was dragged to the bathroom on the second floor.

Pu Xi filled a tank full of hot water and asked Fu Wenxuan to lie down and soak in it.Then I went to the kitchen by myself, brought up a lot of patted ginger, and threw it into the water.

In his concept, wind chill is a fatal disease.

"I'm really fine, you're a little too nervous." Fu Wenxuan lay in the bathtub, feeling sour and sweet. Does this mean that he is very important to the other party?

"Be cautious."

"Haha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Wenxuan sneezed one after another, and he really had signs of catching a cold. He murmured to himself, "How could it be so fast?"

Pu Xi was beside him, and looked at him seriously for a while: "I'll call the doctor."

"But, it's just a cold." Fu Wenxuan sucked on a tissue and muttered in an indistinct voice: "I've never heard of a cold calling the doctor."

Sudden cold this time, Fu Wenxuan felt that he hadn't been sick for a long time.After soaking in the bathtub for more than ten minutes, he got up and put on his pajamas.

There is ginger in the water, so I feel hot all over, and I get into bed and sweat a little after getting up. According to past experience, it is estimated that it will be fine.

He lay down for about half an hour, and Pu Xi came up with a doctor.

"You really..." Fu Wenxuan felt his brain hurt, rubbed his forehead and smiled at the doctor. It was really hard work.

After reading it, it is indeed a sign of a cold, but it is only the initial stage.If you take the medicine in time, you may be able to suppress the cold seedlings.

The doctor prescribed medicine and gave him a buttock injection.

"..." Fu Wenxuan buried his face, the number of times he got such a big spanking needle can only be counted on his fingers.

After the doctor gave the injection, he quickly pulled up his pants.

Pu Xi glanced at it, then turned around and sent the doctor out.

Fu Wenxuan vaguely heard that the man was asking the doctor questions about how to take care of patients...

When he returned to his bedside, he looked at him as if he was going to die.

Fu Wenxuan said to him: "Pu Xi, I really just have a cold, not an incurable disease."

"Take the medicine." He held the pills in one hand and a glass of warm water, and waited for Fu Wenxuan to get up to take the medicine.

"Thank you." Fu Wenxuan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, took the cup and pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.

He sweated all over under the quilt just now, his forehead is wet now, and his body stinks, smelling like ginger.

"Go to sleep." Seeing him finish taking the medicine, Pu Xi pushed him down on the bed and let him sleep.

"..." Fu Wenxuan didn't want to sleep too much, but sleep can repair the body, so he didn't refuse Pu Xi's kindness.

After lying on the bed in a daze for more than ten minutes, he really fell asleep.

Pu Xi reached into Fu Wenxuan's bed, took hold of Fu Wenxuan's wrist by his side, and put it back after a while.

After waking up in the afternoon, Fu Wenxuan rolled twice on the bed, feeling relaxed and refreshed.

He hurriedly got up to take a shower and change clothes to get rid of the ginger smell all over his body.

"Pu Xi?" The man was not in the room, so he didn't know where he was.

Fu Wenxuan walked out of the corridor and stood at the stairs. He wanted to go downstairs to eat, but for some reason, he suddenly hesitated, and finally went up to the third floor.

He didn't open the other rooms, but just pushed the one he entered in the morning.

Turn on the light, Pu Xi is not inside.

In a spacious room, things are arranged very casually, and there are two rows of bookshelves in the innermost part.Fu Wenxuan walked straight to the window and opened the thick curtains.Suddenly the sun shone in, dispelling the darkness in the room.

"Cough, cough, cough..." However, a burst of dust was also raised, making Fu Wenxuan ashamed.

In front of him is an old-fashioned glass cabinet lined with books.The absence of writing on the spine indicates that these are notebooks.

Although he felt that it was not good to take it out and look through it, Fu Wenxuan's curiosity burst out, and he reached out and took out a dark green notebook.

Just after opening the first page, a piece of something fell out and fell at Fu Wenxuan's feet.

Fu Wenxuan bent down to pick it up, and found that it was an old black and white photo, and the person in the photo was very similar to Pu Xi, or Pu Xi himself.Only the hairstyle and clothes are different.

The person in the photo, wearing old-fashioned clothes and combing old-fashioned hair, sat upright with an indifferent expression.

Looking into his eyes, Fu Wenxuan's breathing became short of breath, it was the man he liked.

If it wasn't for Pu Xi, there wouldn't be any palpitations.

On the other side of the photo, it says [-], XX was taken in Beiping, in winter.

Putting away the photos, Fu Wenxuan glanced at the notebook that he had neglected, and saw Pu Xi's name on the title page.

The casual front is not much different from signing a check for yourself, both have the same personality.

Fu Wenxuan's heart was beating rapidly, and his head, which was hot and hypoxic, felt like he was about to faint.

He put the photo in his pocket and put the notebook back.

Exiting the room on the third floor, Fu Wenxuan kept a calm pace, walked down the first floor, and entered the kitchen to cook.

Around dinner time, Pu Xi's figure suddenly appeared at the kitchen door, which startled Fu Wenxuan.

He took a sip of the soup and said, "I just came back now, what did you do?" His eyes couldn't help but look around at the other party, and Fu Wenxuan realized that Pu Xi was carrying something in his hand.

Pu Xi held the precious food and medicinal materials in his hand, and handed them over to Fu Wenxuan, letting him handle it by himself.

"Damn, where did you get it..." Fu Wenxuan saw so many ginseng for the first time, it looked as thick as something.

"I bought it." Pu Xi handed the things to him and went upstairs by herself.

Looking at his back, Fu Wenxuan's face gradually became serious.He made two bowls of soup this time, put down his things and picked them up to follow.

"Pu Xi, drink some soup."

After Fu Wenxuan entered the room, Pu Xi came out of the bathroom and glanced at the steaming things on the table.

"There are still cooking dishes below, I'll go down first, you drink slowly."

Walked to the door, closed the door and stayed there for 2 minutes.Fu Wenxuan opened the door and walked in again. He saw that the soup bowl on the table was empty, and Pu Xi sat in a corner and opened a book.

Seeing that Fu Wenxuan had gone and returned, he just rolled his eyelids.

"You're so hungry?" Fu Wenxuan said while tidying up, "Then come down quickly, you can eat."

"Ah."

After going out with the bowl in hand, Fu Wenxuan's knees softened, and he almost dragged his legs down the stairs.

He didn't believe that Pu Xi could drink a bowl of hot soup within 2 minutes, unless he took it away and threw it away.But why do you have to dump it, why can't you often see him eating?

Before I came here, why was this mansion lifeless, without even drinking water?

There is only one explanation, that is, Pu Xi doesn't need it.