The actor's honey lover

Bai Er felt that Zhan Lucy's grievance spirit was quite fierce, fearing that something would happen to his grandfather, he insisted on staying and guarding the spirit with him.

Jian Xingze couldn't resist him, so he had to stay together.

Under the arrangement of Zhan's mother, several people had a simple dinner, and then stood in front of the mourning hall to help grandpa burn paper money.

Grandpa took people's money, so naturally he had to take care of all aspects. It was already early morning after the rituals that should be done.

According to the custom, the bereaved family should send one or two juniors to guard the coffin together, but unfortunately Zhan Luxi's only daughter, and her parents are too sad, no one does this kind of thing.

Shen Qingyi and Jiang Bin offered to help keep the spirit together.

Grandpa saw that they were quite yang, and if something happened, he might be able to support them, so he simply let them stay.

At first they were very excited, but in the middle of the night, the initial novelty was gone, and they were so bored that they dozed off.

The old man didn't let them play with their mobile phones, so Shen Qingyi had no choice but to talk to Bai Er.

But looking back, where is Bai Er?

Not to mention Bai Er, even Jian Xingze, that old man, and that cat disappeared completely!

The entire mourning hall is empty, only the white wreaths and the hanging curtains complement each other, looking solemn, cold and dead in the pale light.

As if from the very beginning, he was the only one there!

The gate was open, and although the courtyard was brightly lit, the outline was blurred by the fog. A little further away, there was only a gray area, as if the whole world was left with only this villa with a mourning hall left!

Miserable, miserable, really hit a ghost.

Shen Qingyi's heart was pounding, he turned his head bravely, and a gust of wind blew up, almost blowing out the tung oil lamp on the altar.

He remembered that the old man said that the oil lamp should not be extinguished, so he hurriedly opened his inexpensive suit to protect the flame, and kept adding tung oil to it.

"Brother Qingyi..."

A crisp female voice suddenly sounded from behind!

Like an ice needle piercing the air, caught off guard.

Shen Qingyi's hand shaking his clothes, the corner of his clothes stuck to the lamp seedlings and went out.

An extra hand appeared on the shoulder in an instant, and he clapped it lightly and hard, and the woman's voice became much closer: "Brother Qingyi, I died so badly!"

"Sissy..."

Shen Qingyi was about to cry, turned his head with an aggrieved expression, and instantly met a woman's face with dead fish eyes and ashen complexion.

"...Xixi, I didn't kill you, so don't mess with me..."

"I know you didn't kill me, but Brother Qingyi, my wish has not been fulfilled, I will not rest in death, my ghost is trapped here, I can't leave, oh..."

As Zhan Lucy talked, she began to sob and cry.

After all, Shen Qingyi had a very close relationship with her, so he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and asked in a stumbling manner: "You, why haven't you fulfilled your wish?"

Lucy Zhan raised her swollen eyelids and cast a sideways glance at him, "I, I want to marry Jian Xingze!"

"I know you want to marry him, but I can't help you either!"

"No, you can help me!"

Zhan Luxi smiled ghostly: "As long as you take the little boy next to him to a place where no one can find it, you can teach me other things!"

"The little boy next to him?"

Shen Qingyi was surprised: "It can't be that bodyguard, right? I can't beat him..."

"No, it's the stupid one, the one with the horn missing!"

"You mean Bai Er?"

"Yes! The person Aze likes is that little slut! As long as you hide him and prevent them from finding him, I can make him marry me!"

"But Xixi, is this kidnapping?"

"What kidnapping? Brother Qingyi, don't tell me you don't like him? I can tell that you like that little boy! Think about it, as long as Jian Xingze marries me, wouldn't it be logical for you and him? ?”

Shen Qingyi was a little shaken, what Xixi said was to hide him, she didn't mean to hurt him...

"Hee hee hee……"

Zhan Luxi smiled strangely, and stuffed a black bean into his hand: "Brother Qingyi, you only have six days before this bean disappears! If you don't help, I'll find brother Jiang Bin, then I'll be safe." Forbidden, what kind of treatment will be received by everyone's beloved little boy..."

Shen Qingyi's ear was blown by a cool wind, and he woke up suddenly!

The mourning hall was still the same, but the people did not disappear. Bai Er snuggled into Jian Xingze's arms and dozed off. The old man was watching the oil lamp and turning the wick. Jiang Bin was completely asleep, snoring on the small table, and two bodyguards were smoking and chatting at the door.

Shen Qingyi's back was sweating densely, he didn't know if it was a dream or reality, he spread out his palms tremblingly, and saw the black and smooth little black beans inside, and another layer of chicken skin appeared.

Jian Xingze seemed to have noticed something, and cast a cold light at him.

Shen Qingyi's neck stiffened, and he clenched his fists.

It was a peaceful night.

Grandpa read Zhan Lucy's horoscope and said he couldn't stay for long, so he sent her ashes to be buried early the next morning.

The destination of the burial is the cemetery at the foot of Beilin Garden: Yong'an Cemetery.

The fog did not dissipate, the convoy slid slowly in the misty light smoke, suona sounded, paper money flew all the way, and entered the cemetery sadly.

Bai Er glanced at the top of the smoky mountain, and he had the illusion that this tomb was Jian Xingze's harem, and that the Zhan Luxi he sent in seemed to be his chosen concubine!

The burial process went smoothly, Zhan’s mother chattered about some household chores, some relatives and friends presented white roses, the black cat circled the grave three times, grandpa raised his stick to the sky, threw out the money paper, and shouted: “Get up!”

The funeral team carefully put the urn into the grave. A few shovels were well-trained to cover the soil. The sound of the suona was shocking. The paper money was either covered in dust or hidden in the mist. Grandpa murmured: "Miss Zhan, please rest in peace. Let's go. From now on, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, you and this world will have no grievances."

When going down the mountain, my grandfather told Zhan's father and Zhan's mother: "On the first seven days, you must burn some money papers outdoors. No one can live in the house. I will go back in the morning and clean the house."

Shen Qingyi pulled Bai Er aside, pretending to be excited and asked: "I found a super delicious dessert shop yesterday, do you want to eat with me?"

Bai Er didn't understand why he wanted to date her now, so impatiently.

Glancing at Jian Xingze, who was teasing the cat, he was a little embarrassed: "You know him, he will definitely not let me go."

"Are you stupid? Why should we let him know?"

Shen Qingyi deliberately paused, his eyes slowly rolled across the other's cheeks, and finally fell on his tight body, "We can take advantage of his filming and eat quietly, and come back after eating? Hmm?"

"This, isn't this very good?" Bai Er felt very strange.

It was only then that Shen Qingyi realized that he had acted too hastily, and pretended to be sorry: "Actually, I don't have any other intentions, I just want to be friends with you, and your boyfriend has some prejudice against me, hey, if you don't want to go..."

"I, I would like to go."

Bai Er was moved by his words, there is nothing wrong with eating a dessert, and it's not a date for a lonely man and a widow.