Pick up a ghost king boyfriend

Arriving at the destination, Fang Chuhan looked up at the door of the hotel where he was staying. The building in the style of the Republic of China is probably a bit old. The surrounding hotels and high-rise buildings have spotlights from bottom to top. Only this building has no lights. In the faint light of evening, it looked gray and gloomy.

Fang Chuhan took the room card at the front desk, but couldn't find the elevator to go upstairs. After asking for a long time, he found out that there was an elevator to go up to the second floor.

The figure-eight arc-shaped staircase extends from the hall to the restaurant on the second floor.Fang Chuhan carried the storage box and walked up step by step. The sound of his own footsteps echoed in the stairwell, gradually changing from "da, da" to "da da, da da" "The voices of two people.

He stood still, and the footsteps stopped, and he continued, and the footsteps followed.He stood in the middle of the stairs, holding back for a long time before slowly turning his head: a waiter with a long tongue smiled at him and said, "Sir, I am responsible for leading you, and you can give me your luggage."

The crystal lamp hanging above the stairs, the light jumped down, and one old light bulb was completely extinguished, leaving the other one lingering on.The original bright red carpet was also reduced in brightness, and it was lined with dark red, which blended with the color of the waiter's tongue that was dragged to the ground.

Fang Chuhan stepped back several steps at a high speed, tripped his legs with his frantic steps, fell down on the steps, and stared at the other party with wide eyes.The waiter stepped over two levels in a row and came over. While reaching out to pull Fang Chuhan, he didn't notice the obstructing tongue. He followed the movement and turned into a parabola. He flung it over and landed on Fang Chuhan's neck.

Fang Chuhan knew that he didn't feel any tactile sensation, but the extreme visual stimulation made him feel a sticky feeling, which spread from his neck to his whole body.

"No...no...no need." Fang Chuhan plucked up the courage to refuse. He fantasized that he could make the other party withdraw his enthusiasm and turn around to leave, but not only did such a scene not appear, the ghost waiter changed his face like a Sichuan opera, from a friendly baby face to It turned into a mummy with popping eyes and a blue face, and asked Fang Chuhan ferociously, "Why? I'm so serious, why don't you use it? Are you dissatisfied? Are you going to complain to me?"

The ghost waiter reached out to grab Fang Chuhan, Fang Chuhan kicked the suitcase towards him, and he jumped up and ran downstairs. He wanted to go back to the first floor, to a place where there were people, even if there was only one person, he could do it. be saved.

The sound of footsteps behind him was rapid and continuous, and Fang Chuhan sprinted forward with all his strength, but after running down the stairs, endless despair rose in his heart: the lobby that was originally brightly lit, with people walking by in twos and threes, was left with darkness , a few will-o'-the-wisps were floating, and in the silent space, the footsteps behind him became louder and closer.

Fang Chuhan burst into tears. On the one hand, he was extremely afraid of this entangled ghost.On the other hand, years of experience let him know that the lobby on this floor is a weird space that only he can see, but in the eyes of others, everything is normal.His uncontrollable words, deeds, and expressions at the moment will only attract onlookers, countless pointers and rumors about how weird he is.

He raised it with great difficulty, and the little bit of extravagant hope of returning to ordinary life will be completely lost because of this ignorant and obsessed waiter ghost.

Tears blurred his eyes, and Fang Chuhan felt that the pain would never end.

"Give up!" A weak voice in his heart persuaded him.

He shook his head, wiped away his tears, and continued to rush towards the door based on his memory...

A familiar figure came into view and appeared in front of Fang Chuhan.The flying silver long hair shone dazzlingly in the dark space, and even the ghost fires around him seemed to flicker around him. At this moment, like a god, Fang Chuhan only felt like a moth rushing to the flame. Zhong had a direction, rushed all the way to him, and hugged him tightly.

Yan Yu rushed into the hotel with raging anger, and then he saw countless eyes in the lobby looking at a psychopath, and that psychopath was crying and rushing towards him at the moment.

Yan Yu just wanted to kick him away, but when he took a closer look, it turned out to be the human who dared to dump him just now, what's his name?Fang Han?Chu Han?I guess it should be called chilling!

So Yan Yu spread out his hands, waiting for Fang Chuhan, who had thrown himself into the net, to come over.

The spectators around started whispering since Fang Chuhan was on the stairs, and there were a few paparazzi who were squatting to take pictures of the hero and heroine, and they also snapped a few photos of Fang Chuhan, and they didn't take them back until they saw Fang Chuhan rushing towards Yanyu. Looking at Fang Chuhan's behavior, it is estimated that he was excited after seeing an acquaintance or relative.

"Hello, Fang Xinhan." The moment Yan Yu locked Fang Chuhan, he smiled strangely.

When Fang Chuhan met Yan Yu, he was relieved and relaxed.He leaned on Yanyu's chest, watching the space return from the dark and weird world to the normal lively lobby, Fang Chuhan hugged him tightly: "Kaiseki cuisine is okay, woo woo woo... Japanese food in all city A is fine." ..." Crying bitterly, he felt that Yan Yu was simply his human amulet, falling from the sky to save himself.

"Huh?" After hearing Fang Chuhan's words clearly, Yan Yu's eyes lit up, and suddenly he felt that Fang Chuhan was not so annoying anymore, and the original locking action was quietly replaced by a hug, squinting his eyes, and gently patting him on the back Said, "It's easy to say, easy to say, hahaha, why don't we think about it first, which one to start eating from?"

The waiter had no eyesight, and continued to rush forward, dragging his long tongue, and asked Fang Chuhan with a drooping face, "Why don't you want me to serve you? Why?"

Yan Yu directly pointed to the past, blew on the dissipated soul, and replied: "If you don't want it, you don't want it, the tip is taken away, no thanks."

Fang Chuhan regained consciousness, he held Yan Yu's sleeve tightly with one hand, and lifted the box in the stairwell with the other.Sorting out the few things he experienced along the way, he had to believe that Yan Yu had the ability to exorcise ghosts.

He must try again, if his judgment is really correct, then he will definitely not let him go, even if he sells his kidneys or borrows usury, he will provide him with food and drink, and try his best to keep him! !

We got to our room on the 11th floor.Fang Chuhan stood at the door of the room, took out the room card, and stuffed it into Yanyu's hand.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes seemed to be shooting countless iron arrows.

"That... Yanyu, I promise, as long as you help me get rid of the ghost, I will take you to eat the best Japanese food... Can you go in first and help me see if there is anything strange in the room. If you can't see It's fine, you help me go to the bathroom, closet, and behind the curtains." Fang Chuhan gripped Yan Yu's sleeves, and the clothes he gripped were covered in wrinkles.

Yan Yu frowned, thinking about those tempting Japanese food, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

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