Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

I wasn't ready today, and they agreed to go to that alley the next day.

And Jiang Yuhan had to go home to get that photo.

After the agreement was made, Jing Cen and the two went downstairs, but they never thought that they only came to interrogate Li Shan, and they even found someone to help them.

There was some silence in the car, Jing Cen was still thinking about Jiang Yuhan's words with a dark face.

Ji Hui was thoughtful.

He wanted to visit Jiang Yuhan's house.

It has to be said that this person completely aroused his curiosity today.

When Xie Cong and Jing Cen frowned, Ji Hui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "You guys go back first."

"I have something to go out for."

Xie Cong lived with Jing Cen, both in the hometown, and Ji Hui could feel at ease if he sent Jing Cen back.

He leaned against the car, turned and left without waiting for Jing Cen's answer.

When Xie Cong opened his mouth, the coldness in the car had disappeared.

That ghost walked very simply.

It was the evening off-duty time, and after meeting Xie Cong and the others, Jiang Yuhan went downstairs without work.

When I came down, the front desk saw Mr. Jiang, and he was still quietly guessing the identities of the two people who made the appointment.

Jing Cen was packed tightly, they didn't recognize that this was Jing Actor, who was in the limelight in the entertainment industry, and Xie Cong... because of his unfamiliar face, the front desk didn't recognize him either.

Just thinking about the two people who left just now, I was curious. Mr. Jiang seldom saw this kind of temporary engagement, and he didn't know who those two were.

Just as the front desk was thinking aimlessly, Jiang Yuhan suddenly turned his head before leaving.

"Next time they come again, just let them go."

"Yes."

Seeing Mr. Jiang's indifferent eyes, the front desk suppressed doubts and nodded again and again.

Only then did Jiang Yuhan look away.

But...he thought about what happened tomorrow, he probably won't come to the company tomorrow.

Jiang Yuhan lowered his eyebrows.

Seeing President Jiang turn around and leave with his suit in hand, the front desk was relieved.

……

Ji Hui saw Jiang Yuhan as soon as he came out. The man in the white shirt had a black suit on his arm. After he came out, he went straight to the garage.

Ji Hui leaned aside and kept looking at him.

Jiang Yuhan frowned slightly when he opened the car door.

Someone is watching him?

Is it... that ghost?

He was vaguely aware of it.

The mirror reflected nothing, and the underground garage was still quiet.Jiang Yuhan tightened his grip, then opened the door and sat in as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't found anything.

Ji Hui watched him get into the car.

He hesitated for a while between going to his house, and finally frowned, and chose to have a look.

He always felt that Jiang Yuhan gave him a strange feeling, maybe he could see something when he went to the other party's house.

Before the car started, Ji Hui sat in Jiang Yuhan's car.

But as soon as he came in, he pursed his lips tightly.

It's really not good to stay in a closed space with people who have appetite. Jiang Yuhan's scent that had a great influence on him began to affect him again.And because in a confined space, the air does not circulate, the impact is great.

Ji Hui frowned and looked out the window.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, maybe I also felt a little stuffy in the car.Jiang Yuhan reached out and opened the car window.The gloomy wind outside blew away the temperature and fragrance inside the car a bit, and there was no such fragrance at the tip of his nose, Ji Hui finally returned to normal.

He just turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuhan with interest in the car.

Looking at the tall and indifferent back of the young man in front of him and his hands on the steering wheel.

A few years ago, the youthful version of Jiang Yuhan flashed before his eyes, and Ji Hui found that this person was almost the same as before, except that his temperament was colder.

He turned his gaze out of the window, and following the passing scenery outside Jiang's building, he soon saw Jiang Yuhan driving to a familiar place.

This place... Ji Hui was a little surprised.

This person is still living in the previous house.

Jiang Yuhan's home and Ji's old house are in the same community, and the last time Ji Hui came to Ji's house in the middle of the night to pick up things, he passed by here.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Yuhan didn't move either.

Ji Hui paused slightly, watching Jiang Yuhan skillfully park the car in the garage, and looked at the house inquiringly.

He has been to this place many times before, and he is very familiar with it without Jiang Yuhan leading the way.

He went straight to the living room and glanced at the furnishings inside.There is no difference from before, it is still the same sex and cold style.

There are no extra flowers and plants in the living room, but there is a pot of cactus, which is strangely in line with this person's style.

Ji Hui walked over and found that the cactus was still alive.

The house in gray tones looks a bit empty, but this pot of cactus is still alive.

He was touching the cactus when he heard the door open and the parked man enter.

Ji Hui looked back, and after Jiang Yuhan came in to change his shoes, he looked at the cactus and suddenly frowned.After a while, he saw Jiang Yuhan went to the bathroom and came out with a watering can.

Water the flowers as soon as you get back?

Ji Hui turned his body sideways and watched the man walk over.The slightly sluggish cactus was watered, and Jiang Yuhan stood next to Ji Hui.

The distance between the two was extremely close, and when they lowered their heads, they breathed together.

At this moment, Ji Hui had the weird illusion that he could touch him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Gee.

He took a step back, distanced himself from Jiang Yuhan, and then watched Jiang Yuhan watering.The tall and straight nose came into his eyes, and after seeing Jiang Yuhan's thin lips tightly pursed, as if dissatisfied that the cactus hadn't grown well, Ji Hui couldn't help but smile.

Could this person think that as long as the cactus is watered, it should work as well as his employees?

The unkind president of the company also frowned when he came back, causing Ji Hui to shake his head slightly.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuhan knew how much to water the cactus each time, so he stopped after the soil was wet, and just reached out and touched the thorns on the cactus.

Ji Hui didn't pay much attention to these, but he didn't find that Jiang Yuhan touched the area intentionally or unintentionally—that's the area he touched.

Slightly pricked his fingertips with some sharp thorns, Jiang Yuhan lowered his eyes and retracted his hand.I thought in my heart: that ghost touched here just now?

It's a pity that this cactus is not well raised.

He pursed his lips.

For the first time, I felt that it might be wrong to stock a pot of green plants.

After watching it for a while, Ji Hui lost interest in the cactus and turned to other things.

Speaking of it, I don't know where Jiang Yuhan put his photo.

Before Ji Hui died, there were a few sporadic ones who could keep in touch with Jiang Yuhan.He knew that he must have some status in Jiang Yuhan's heart compared to others, but he didn't know what his status was. This person still kept his photo at home.

He glanced around the living room and didn't see it.

At this time, Jiang Yuhan had put away the kettle and stopped watering the flowers. The man walked into the kitchen wearing slippers.

The man hasn't eaten all day.

Ji recalled that Jiang Yuhan was different from him, he was just a person, so he was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

After Jiang Yuhan finished eating, he turned and went upstairs.

His bedroom is upstairs...

Ji Hui still had some memories, so he raised his eyes and walked up together.

He was still thinking about where his photo would be, when he saw Jiang Yuhan walking straight to his room.

in the bedroom?

Ji Hui was a little surprised.

The man with his back turned on turned on the light, seemed to think about it, and then took out something under the black bedside pillow.

——Surprisingly, it was his photo.

Ji Hui: ...

He was thankful that he didn't drink any water right now, otherwise he would definitely choke again.

This is the second time he has been choked.

After seeing Jiang Yuhan's movements, he had a strange expression on his face.

No, this person not only put his photo in the bedroom, but also put it under the pillow?

Put a photo of a dead person on the bedside pillow and touch it every day.

Cough, is this person sick?

Ji Hui had no idea what kind of person would make such a move.

The window of the bedroom was wide open, and the wind blew in, blowing up Ji Hui's sleeves, and the red wedding dress was gently raised.Ji Hui frowned, looking at Jiang Yuhan inexplicably.

Originally, he was planning to observe Jiang Yuhan for a while, but when he saw the photo, his eyelids twitched.

He stared at Jiang Yuhan for a while, and finally turned around.

Forget it.

What should be seen has already been seen.

Ji Hui went downstairs inexplicably, thinking of that photo was weird.

After Jiang Yuhan got the photo, he noticed that the coldness behind him disappeared. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the person in the photo.

Three years ago, Ji Hui looked out lazily, even his beautiful and cold face couldn't stop him from being careless.

He didn't look at the camera, the vileness was exactly the same as the person who was always pulling his heartstrings.

Jiang Yuhan tightened his hands, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and put the photo in the bag.

……

Jing Cen waited at home all afternoon but did not see the back spirit come back.

I don't know where he went?

He had some doubts in his heart.The spirit behind it was brought out by him from Minshan Village. Logically speaking, there should be no familiar people or ghosts in City A.

Where can he go?

Because the spirit behind him was absent, Jing Cen was a little restless walking up and down the stairs.From time to time, I have to go to the guest room on the second floor to take a look.

Xie Cong, who was practicing, looked up at him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why are you so anxious about him?"

"It's a ghost after all, much safer than you."

Xie Cong discovered it when Jing Cen was pacing back and forth.People upstairs were walking around, disturbing him so much that he couldn't even concentrate on his cultivation.

Although he was also wondering where the ghost had gone, it was not as obvious as Jing Cen.

After he finished speaking, he habitually advised him in a cold voice.

"It's best not to trust ghosts too much."

Jing Cen choked for a moment. Originally, he wanted to refute Xie Cong, a celestial master who is also cooperating with ghosts now?But I also thought that the back spirit told him that he and Xie Cong had their own plans and were wary of each other.

Now the cooperation is only temporary, so I had to hold back.

But he still frowned and squinted at Xie Cong: "Ghosts also have good ghosts and evil ghosts."

"He didn't do anything."

"Aren't you curious?" He said suddenly.

Xie Cong also paused for a moment, then looked up and looked outside.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the ghost didn't intend to come back yet.He raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water.

……

It was actually early when Ji Hui left Jiang Yuhan's house, but he was shocked by the fact that Jiang Yuhan pressed his photo under the bedside pillow.When he reached the door, he didn't go back, but stayed outside for a while.

I thought of ghost boy.

Guitong also came to City A from the suburbs, and secretly sent a message to his mother when he was bored.Ji Hui leaned under the tree in his hometown and looked down, and saw his cheap son.

At this time, I was too lazy to go back, so I simply took the ghost boy to play.

After the ghost boy came out of Fengzhao Garden, he couldn't take his eyes off anything. He just felt that it was so nice outside now, and there were all kinds of delicious and interesting things.

But without my mother's company, I always feel dull.

When Gui Tong was struggling to read the message sent to his mother, he didn't expect his mother to reply to him.

"Hometown".

With just two words, Gui Tong happily threw down the doll, straightened up his clothes, and went to find his mother.

The little ghost has his own residence, so Ji Hui doesn't have to bother arranging it for him.Only one location was sent, and the other party found it quickly.

After seeing the ghost boy, he took a look at him, and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the braided kid was not stained with blood.

Not bad, did nothing bad.

Although Ji Hui doesn't have high requirements for the moral sense of ghosts, he doesn't want to play with a little ghost covered in blood.

Seeing that this brat has been a vegetarian all this time, his brows relaxed a bit.

"Let's go."

"Mother, are you in a bad mood?" The two of them passed by the side of the road along the way, Gui Tong was so smart, he looked at Ji Hui's expression, paused, and asked cautiously.

Ji Hui glanced at him: "Why do you think so?"

He is in a bad mood?

Where did you see it?

Ji Hui stopped in his tracks and narrowed his eyes.

The ghost boy tugged at his sleeve, seeing that his mother refused to admit it, he could only open his dark eyes and said obediently: "Maybe I misread it."

Ji Hui hissed softly, looking at the Ferris wheel in the amusement park in the middle of the night, his eyes were inexplicable.

He's just annoyed.

Before going to Jiang Yuhan's house, he didn't expect that this person would put his photo under the bed, and this incident always made him feel something was wrong.

The young man in the wedding dress drooped his long eyelashes, and the crow-black eyelashes fell on his pale skin. When the ghost boy looked at him eagerly, he raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want to ride the Ferris wheel?"

At this time, the park was closed in the middle of the night, and there was no one in the playground. The ghost boy looked at his mother, then at the Ferris wheel, and nodded involuntarily.

"I'm thinking about it."

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows, picked up the little guy, and got on the Ferris wheel.

It was the first time for Gui Tong to play with this kind of thing, and he quickly forgot the topic of why his mother was unhappy, and looked around curiously with his resentful little face up.

Look here, touch there.

I am very curious about this big wheel that can automatically turn to the sky.

Ji Hui was leaning against the seat, casually looking at the night sky under the Ferris wheel, the cold wind cleared his mind for a while.Although the doubts have not been resolved, but the mood is also better.

After Ji Hui got off the Ferris wheel, he took the ghost boy to play a few more games.Guitong was so happy that he died, he had never been so happy in Guisheng!

Seeing that the brat was happy, Ji Hui also relaxed his eyebrows.

After the two ghosts finished playing all the items in the playground, he checked the time and sent the ghost boy home.

The lights in the hometown were still on, and Jing Cen waited until midnight, thinking that the spirit behind him would not come back tonight, so he fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

As soon as Ji Hui entered, he saw the person sleeping on the sofa.

"Why didn't you go back to your room to sleep?"

His voice is faint.

Jing Cen fell asleep and didn't hear it, but Xie Cong, another person in the villa, did.

Xie Cong, who was practicing, opened his eyes.Noticing that there was a little more chill in the villa, only then did he know that the ghost had returned.

"Where have you been today?"

It's nearly three o'clock now.

Where will this ghost go after such a long time?

Xie Cong was actually a little worried about this ghost wandering alone.

Ghosts are ghosts after all.

If you can't control it... It is also possible to hurt people.

He hid his worries.

Why didn't Ji Hui know about this celestial master's worry.

If it was usual, he would definitely go straight to it, or just play a few words.But today he went to Jiang Yuhan's house first and then went to relax with Guitong. He is a little tired now.

He just raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Look for yourself."

He fiddled with his mobile phone and went upstairs.

Sensing the coldness passing by, Xie Cong tightened his hands and lowered his head.It wasn't until the ghost went upstairs that the phone vibrated.

After turning on the phone suspiciously, he found that... the ghost had sent him some photos.

Xie Cong paused when he clicked on it.I saw the ferris wheel, roller coaster, pirate ship and a vicious little grimace on the phone.

Xie Cong: ...

So this person didn't see him for a long time because he went to the playground with the kid?

There was a strange expression on his face, as if he hadn't thought that this ghost, which seemed to be powerful in everything, was so humane.

The ferris wheel turned to the highest point in the phone, and the kid still held a handful of incense in his hand.

He couldn't see the ghost's figure, but from the perspective of the little ghost, he could see that the other party was sitting opposite him.Xie Cong seemed to be slightly stirred in his heart.

Looking at the photo with a little interest, he smiled for a while.

……

the next day.

When Jing Cen woke up, he realized that the spirit behind him had already returned, and they all went back to the room to rest.At dawn, he glanced at his phone, thinking whether to send a message to the other party, when he heard the sound of water upstairs.

Xie Cong couldn't live upstairs, and he stayed on the sofa all the time.

At this moment, the sound of water upstairs...

Jing Cen frowned, Xie Cong got up and glanced at him.

"That ghost came back last night."

"But I didn't call you when I saw you were asleep."

Jing Cen pressed his forehead, unexpectedly he came back at night.

but……

"Where was he last night?"

he asked subconsciously.

Xie Cong paused while holding the water, and glanced at him.

"Ask yourself."

Jing Cen: ...

The time agreed with Jiang Yuhan was in the morning.

That alley only appears in extreme weather.They had read the weather forecast, and there would be a rain in a while, so the time was a little tight.

The bathroom was drizzling, and Ji Hui finished washing in a while.

After coming out, his eyes turned for a while, which was a bit complicated.In the end, he took down the glass again, frowned and poured a glass of water.

If you want to see Jiang Yuhan today, let's drink a glass of water and restrain yourself.

But since the last time, Ji Huiben no longer rejects this kind of therapy.But when he thought of the photos he saw yesterday, he stopped and looked down at the water glass.

Holding the cold water glass in his hand, Ji Hui frowned, raised his head and drank it, and when he touched the water glass, his hands tightened a little, and the blue meridian on the back of his hand undulated slightly.

Thinking of the cup that Jiang Yuhan used, I feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the function of this cup is still there.

The heat in Ji Hui's blood dropped, when there was a knock on the door.

"Are you there?"

It was Jing Cen's voice.

He put the cup aside and heard the other party speak.

"It's almost time, we should go."

It's almost time for the appointment.Ji Hui frowned, his usually lazy and beautiful face was a little annoyed, but he finally relaxed.

Forget it.

No matter what Jiang Yuhan meant, he was already dead in the eyes of everyone.

Even if he hides his photo, it won't help.

"Let's go."

Hearing a voice in his ear suddenly, Jing Cen relaxed a little.

"Well, what time did you come back last night?" Although Xie Cong had already told him.But Jing Cen couldn't help but want to ask the spirit behind him.

At this time, Ji Hui had returned to normal, and smiled after hearing his question.

"While you were asleep."

"Let's go."

"Didn't it be too late?"

Ji Hui told Jing Cen to stop him from asking him where he was going, so he had to hold back for the time being.

But when he thought of picking up Jiang Yuhan, his brows frowned.

Is that person really going to take a photo with him?

There were not many photos that came back from that season.It seems that after this person died, Jiang Yuhan asked people to erase all the photos about Ji Hui on the Internet, and Jing Cen didn't collect any information when he collected the information before.

I don't know what the white lotus looks like.

Jing Cen was lost in thought, and he came back to sit in the car after Ling called him several times from behind.

Ji Huizhi glanced at him and asked lazily.

"What were you thinking just now?"

He yelled several times but there was no sound. He thought the soul of this person had been taken away.

When Jing Cen heard him ask, he pursed his lips and said, "I'm thinking about Jiang Yuhan's white moonlight."

Ji Hui coughed violently, pressing his fingertips on his forehead.

Jing Cen was a little surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Cong, who was driving in front, also looked in the rearview mirror, but unfortunately saw nothing.

Ji Hui's expression became complicated, and he said lightly: "It's nothing."

He didn't speak, and Jing Cen and the two were not surprised, after all, Ling Ling often did this.

The car soon arrived in the direction of Ji's old house.

Ji Huihui looked back, and saw Xie Cong parked outside the villa area.

He made a phone call, and Jiang Yuhan walked out not long after.

Ji Hui was sitting by the window, but the one outside seemed to be empty.After Jiang Yuhan came over, he glanced at the empty seat, and knocked on the window with his lowered eyes.

The car window was pushed down in front, and Ji Hui suddenly caught a glimpse of that tall and stern profile.Just remembering the way he took out his own photo from under the pillow, his eyelids twitched.

One person and one ghost missed it.

Only then did Jing Cen realize that the spirit behind him was sitting by the window, so he hurriedly said, "Sit in the front."

They drove a six-seater nanny car with a lot of space.Jiang Yuhan glanced at the back vaguely, pursed his lips, and finally walked to the front.

Ji Hui's eyebrows relaxed a little.He closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat, wondering if he would be able to find that alley later.

Suddenly, Jing Cen asked, "Did you bring Mr. Jiang's photo?"

Ji Hui: ...

Jing Cen was always very aggressive when facing that white lotus named Ji Hui, especially in front of Ling Ling.He always felt that he was being compared by Ji Hui.

At this time, he said coldly: "Speaking of which, we haven't seen the photo of Mr. Ji yet."

"Which photo did Mr. Jiang take, can you show us?"

He wanted to see what Ji Hui looked like, so that Jiang Yuhan could never forget it.