Lookout Men and Widows

In the elevator without a trace of light, the only light source for Mr. Zhang came from the small flashlight in Yuntong’s hand—I don’t know where he conjured it up, but it really made Mr. Zhang feel at ease a lot. As long as there is light, there is no When completely plunged into darkness, one's heart will be more stable.

At least not scurrying around like headless chickens.

Yuntong's gaze was on the corridor, and he didn't care about throwing the playing cards on the ground. He moved his ears, stood up suddenly, and threw the transformed flashlight to Mr. Zhang.

"I'll go and have a look." As soon as Yuntong finished speaking, Mr. Zhang said excitedly, "You can't leave me here alone!"

Yuntong looked at him expressionlessly: "Then you follow me, follow closely."

Mr. Zhang can only follow Yun Tong's footsteps. Although this is a child, the child is not afraid in such a situation. This proves that this child must be well-informed, better than him who has never seen a ghost People know a lot.

Yuntong almost went straight to the room where You Ming was. He took very small steps, but Mr. Zhang had to trot to keep up.

Yun Tong frowned.

Did he miscalculate?The yin energy I felt when I first came in has now increased tenfold and a hundredfold.

If something happened to You Ming, even if it was just a scrape of skin, he would not be able to walk around.

The whites of Yuntong's eyes faded, and her hands turned into sharp claws.

He opened the half-hidden door, and strong Yin Qi gushed out, even Mr. Zhang who was standing behind Yuntong took a step back in shock.

An extremely cold temperature surged in front of him, and Yuntong rushed into the room.

Mr. Zhang stood alone at the door, he was so frightened that he could not move forward or retreat.

The temperature inside the room was abnormally low, and the darkness outside the room made one feel flustered.

He entered the room, what if You Ming and the others accidentally injured him when they were fighting with ghosts?

But if he doesn't go in, what should he do if someone slips through the net outside to harm him?

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhang still didn't dare to move, and once again felt that his act of following up completely explained what it means to have a brain problem.

You Ming was still standing at the original place, when Yuntong appeared, the direction of the eyes of the ghost biting his body and limbs turned towards Yuntong.

"Don't move." You Ming said suddenly.

Yuntong, who was about to rush over, froze in place.

You Ming: "These are just puppets."

A puppet without self-awareness is like a sword in the hands of a villain.

Even if all these puppets are torn apart, the "villain" behind will not be harmed in the slightest.

Yuntong's canine teeth have become sharp and long, and he looks more like a cat transformed into a monster than a human.

The ghost heads don't seem to know how to deal with this sudden cloud pupil.

Human body, but no popularity.

You Ming couldn't see what was going on with him now, but he definitely wasn't very good-looking. There were ghost heads all over his body, and each one was more ferocious than the other. Each death had its own merits. He could feel that there were still ghost heads drooling all the time—or maybe Blood.

Mr. Zhang's voice trembled outside: "Are you still there? Make a noise..."

You Ming raised his voice: "Mr. Zhang, don't come in, as long as you don't come in, nothing will happen."

Mr. Zhang's teeth began to chatter, and he said in fear: "Outside, outside, I'm alone... I, I'm afraid..."

You Ming sighed, and don't let clients come with him next time.

"Close your eyes, lean against the wall, and count a thousand silently." You Ming reached out and grabbed the hair of a ghost head biting his waist, and tore it off from the side of his waist under the ghost's howling.

When he was bitten, You Ming recited a mantra so that his body would not feel pain for a short time.

But he can already imagine Jiang Yu'an's reaction when he finds out that his whole body is injured...

Still not ready.

You Ming sighed inwardly.

Mr. Zhang leaned against the wall and counted in his head, but no matter how he counted, he was still afraid. He was terribly afraid, and he didn't dare to enter the room. He felt that he was going crazy.

At this moment, a woman's cry came from the room. The cry was not miserable, but rather like a woman whose heart was broken. She could only hide in a corner and sob. Go see this crying woman, go comfort her, get to know her.

Mr. Zhang stopped counting and walked towards the end of the corridor.

His intuition told him that the woman was there and he wanted to find her.

You Ming heard Mr. Zhang's footsteps, he threw the torn head on the ground, and then stepped on it, crushing the skull.

When crushing the first head, You Ming obviously felt the whole building shake.

Frowning tightly, he tore off the heads one by one, and every time he tore off a head, the other heads clenched tighter.

Pulling it off by force will only cause You Ming's flesh to be torn off.

You Ming frowned tightly, the fire at his fingertips danced again, flickering on and off, he chanted a mantra, this cluster of flames jumped to the nearest human head, burning this human head, the blue-green flame was particularly coquettish, There was also a stench of burnt carrion at the tip of his nose.

All the heads were burned, and the yin in the room dissipated instantly.

"Not here." You Ming glanced at Yuntong, "Can you find out where the ghost who commanded these heads is?"

Yuntong's eyes glowed green, like a wolf.

He flew out, and You Ming followed behind Yuntong.

The only sound of their footsteps was in the hallway.

Mr. Zhang, who was supposed to be outside the door, has now disappeared.

Mr. Zhang, who was chasing the sound of crying, is standing on the window sill, and the woman is sitting on the railing with her back facing him, looking like she is about to commit suicide. Her body is very thin, and it seems that the wind will fall off. She suppressed crying The voice was filled with despair and unspeakable desolation.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang had only one thought in mind, which was to comfort the poor girl.

"Are you okay?" His voice had never been so gentle.

The girl was wearing a dark purple dress, and she couldn't see clearly in the dark night. Her long black hair was long and straight, without any luster, almost blending into the night.

Her voice was so small that she sounded pitiful, and she sobbed, "No one cares about me."

Mr. Zhang's heart twitched, as if he could also feel the girl's emotions, the feeling of being ignored by everyone, not being loved and expected made him hold his breath, but he still insisted: "No, You will meet people who care about you, come down quickly, it's dangerous up there."

The girl didn't look back, she looked at the night sky: "I really want to die."

She repeated: "I really want to die."

"It's better to be alive." Mr. Zhang said quickly, "If you die, you will have nothing. You are not even afraid of death, are you afraid of living?"

The girl's voice was soft: "There's nothing terrible about death. After the pain, you will lose consciousness. If you live, you have to repeat that pain day after day, every minute and every second."

Mr. Zhang didn't know how to answer for a while.

He just felt that what she said really made sense.

"Do you feel pain?" The girl suddenly asked him, "Is it hard to live?"

Mr. Zhang wants to say that he is not sad. He has his own business. Although he and his wife are divorced, they are still friends. Nian tasted all the ups and downs.

But suddenly, he remembered many things.

Endless quarrel with wife before divorce.

The most trusted subordinate copied the information of the company's customers and was poached by the rival company.

During his rebellious period, his son often ran away from home.

His career could no longer give him satisfaction.

Broken family ties left him devastated.

The messy things in the company made him feel that he might as well quit.

Exhaustion, exhaustion and despair rushed over, making him suddenly feel that the girl was right.

It's exhausting to be alive.

The girl still turned her back to him, but stretched out her hand, regardless of whether she stretched in the right direction, she asked, "Do you want to come up?"

"The night view here is also very beautiful."

Mr. Zhang walked in the direction of the girl in a daze.

Just when he was about to step up the steps, he was suddenly knocked out by a hand knife behind him, and his body fell limply.

You Ming reached out to support Mr. Zhang, and then slowly put him on the floor.

The girl still didn't look back, as if she wasn't angry at the fact that she had lost the prey she had worked so hard to attract and was intercepted. She asked softly, "Are you here to see me too?"

Yun Tong wanted to rush up and tear the girl into pieces, but was stopped by You Ming.

"She has never harmed anyone." You Ming said softly, "She has no blood."

Has such a ghost ever harmed anyone?

Yun Tong didn't quite believe it, he was more willing to believe that the ghost used some means to hide her blood.

Some ghosts can do it if they practice for a long time.

The girl didn't seem to hear what they said, but quietly asked: "What's so good about being alive?"

There seems to be a power in her voice that can bring people into the most unbearable memories.

You Ming stood where he was, his eyes were a little dazed.

When he was very young, Father You and Mother You were away from home almost all day long, and the only thing that accompanied him was a doll of Yagumon, and he couldn't get out of bed, so he could only lie on the bed and watch TV.

After a show ends, he reaches for the remote control on the cabinet.

The remote control was a little far away, and he stretched his arm to the limit but still couldn't get it.

As soon as he tried hard, he fell off the bed.

He fell to the ground in a embarrassed and funny posture, turning his head and only seeing the tall windows.

The precocious You Ming thought for a moment that it would have been better if he hadn't been born, he lived a miserable life, and his parents were also suffering in order to maintain his life.

A news program was suddenly shown on TV, and a terminally ill patient who had been ill for three years chose to commit suicide.

When the camera was aimed at the family members of the patient, everyone cried heart-piercingly.

But it seemed that there was a little lightness in the heart-piercing.

The patient was only sick for three years, and he had been like that since birth.

The patient's family situation is better than his, and he can sell two houses for medical treatment.

In order to buy medicine, his father has to work two jobs alone, and can only sleep for four hours a day. His mother can only do odd jobs to take care of him, so that he can come back and cook for him.

He can go to school when he is better, but his classmates will take care of him out of sympathy at first.

After a long time, the classmates regarded him as an invisible person, and no one wanted to take care of others when they went out to play.

The moment he looked at the window, You Ming had the urge to climb up and then jump down.

This way you don't have to drag your parents down.

When You Ming came back to his senses, he realized that he had already stepped out with one foot.

As long as you step up the stairs, you will find the endlessly flowing road below.

The girl still didn't look back, she sat quietly, and said softly: "Living is too tiring."

Then she hummed a tune, not a tune of any song You Ming knew, more like she hummed it casually, her voice was very clear and ethereal in the silent night, like a talented singer Home.

You Ming turned his head to look at Yuntong, only to find that Yuntong had a ferocious expression, but tears kept streaming down from his eyes.

His mouth opened and closed, as if praying for something.

Can a ghost like Yuntong be bewitched by a female ghost?

You Ming: "Why?"

The female ghost's white legs dangled under the railing, and her skirt swayed with the wind,

The female ghost didn't speak, just sat like this.

You Ming began to squeeze his hands, he wanted to send her to the underworld.

At this moment, the female ghost suddenly turned her head——

It wasn't the hideous face that You Ming had expected, it was a girl with a very pretty face.

Her skin is pale, her facial features are plain, and her eyebrows are also very pale, but the combination of her facial features makes people feel that she has countless unspeakable sorrows.

"I don't want to go to the underworld." The female ghost said sadly.

You Ming: "Why do you have a puppet?"

The female ghost raised her head, looked at You Ming's face, said with a hint of admiration, and more of a sad tone: "They were with me before, and they are with me now."

You Ming: "I burned them all."

The female ghost was not sad, but said enviously, "That's great."

The female ghost asked him again: "You were so sad just now, why didn't you jump down? You will be relieved by jumping down."

A smile suddenly appeared on You Ming's face.

It was as if the ice and snow melted in an instant, and the green shoots climbed up the branches. He said softly: "When I die, the people I love and those who love me will be sad."

The female ghost looked at You Ming, confirmed that he was not lying, and still had that sad look on her face: "That's great..."

It's just that before she finished her words, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and the temperature dropped instantly. The female ghost looked up at the night sky.

Black swirls formed in the night sky.

A person comes out of the vortex.

——Jiang Yu'an is here.

When he came, what caught his eye was You Ming's blood-stained appearance.

Jiang Yu'an looked at the female ghost expressionlessly.

The female ghost also looked at Jiang Yu'an, then she turned her head and asked You Ming: "Is this your lover?"

You Ming was taken aback, it was the first time someone asked him such a question, so he admitted with a smile: "Yes."

The female ghost said softly, "That's great."

The female ghost closed her eyes.

Just when Jiang Yu'an was about to make a move, You Ming suddenly said: "Send her to the underworld."

Jiang Yu'an looked at You Ming, with indescribable anger in his black eyes. He looked at the injuries on You Ming's body, his eyes became darker, like a bottomless deep pool.

You Ming looked at Jiang Yu'an.

Jiang Yu'an pursed her lips tightly, and her lips, which were not thick at all, formed a straight line.

With a wave of Jiang Yu'an's hand, the female ghost and Yun Tong disappeared out of thin air.

They were sent to hell.

There are still some things You Ming didn't ask the female ghost, so I guess I can only ask them at another time, the most urgent thing is to coax Jiang Yu'an.

Stepping on the ground, Jiang Yu'an walked forward without looking at You Ming, and said in a cold tone, "Go back."

He said it very coldly, but he still turned around and hugged You Ming: "I'm wounded all over."

You Ming still doesn't feel the pain, he said: "It doesn't hurt, I can walk by myself."

The corner of Jiang Yu'an's mouth twitched, sometimes he thought You Ming was cute, but at this time he thought You Ming was hateful.

Jiang Yu'an didn't put You Ming down, You Ming could only lean on Jiang Yu'an's chest.

To be honest, his butt was a little uncomfortable being strangled by Jiang Yu'an's arm, but it didn't hurt.

Fortunately, there was no one on the street at this point, only the uncle who swept the street took a few extra glances at them.

You Ming wanted to speak, but looked up at Jiang Yu'an's expression and chose to shut up.

The wound on his body did not bleed, and it looked hideous, but in fact the damage caused was not serious.

Jiang Yu'an carried him back to Jiang's house.

Jiang's father and the others had already gone to bed, probably hearing the door closing, Jiang's mother stood on the corridor wearing a shawl and asked, "Yu'an is back?"

Jiang Yu'an replied: "Well, you can go back to sleep."

Mother Jiang: "Xiao Ming is here?"

You Ming: "I am here."

Mother Jiang: "Oh, then go to bed early, don't stay up late, I'm going back to my room."

You Ming was thrown on the bed by Jiang Yu'an, he said it was a fall, but Jiang Yu'an controlled his strength, Simmons and the feather mattress were soft enough, You Ming didn't feel any pain, he knew that he had to touch his fur at this time, so he stood up, bit by bit Move to Jiang Yu'an's side.

Then hugged Jiang Yu'an's waist from behind.

He couldn't hold back, and even squeezed Jiang Yu'an's abdominal muscles.

Jiang Yu'an still didn't speak.

You Ming asked him softly: "Are you angry?"

Jiang Yu'an looked indifferent.

You Ming said again: "I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't know there were other things before I went..."

This time Jiang Yu'an spoke, there was anger in his voice, but because it was You Ming, he had to suppress it: "I let Yun Tong follow you, is that how he followed you?"

You Ming: "You can't blame him, ghosts are not gods, and they can't be omniscient and omnipotent."

Jiang Yu'an recalled how he felt when he saw You Ming just now.

Blood all over, still laughing.

Laughing at a female ghost?

Jiang Yu'an seemed to tear the female ghost to pieces.

He couldn't control himself then.

If You Ming hadn't stopped her, he would really have made the female ghost feel the pain of being hacked into pieces before her soul was scattered.

You Ming's head rested on Jiang Yu'an's back. Jiang Yu'an's body was stiff, but every time he hugged him, he felt very comfortable.

"Let me watch you." Jiang Yu'an didn't last as long as he thought.

As long as You Ming gets close to him, sticks to him, and doesn't even need to open his mouth to be coquettish, he will surrender without a fight.

He said helplessly: "In the future, if you take over the business, I will accompany you."

You Ming thought for a while: "You are so much better than me, if you go with me, then I won't be able to accumulate experience."

Jiang Yu'an: "..."

Only then did You Ming realize that he was still coaxing others, and quickly said: "If you don't accumulate experience, you won't accumulate it."

He had never coaxed anyone, and he was in a hurry.

Then You Ming took out a few cards from his wallet as if he suddenly thought of something.

Turning to Jiang Yu'an's front, he said seriously: "This is the money I earned myself, and there are tens of millions in it. This card is for my online shopping, and this card is for my daily expenses."

He handed it to Jiang Yu'an, and said nervously, "I'll give it all to you."

Jiang Yu'an's lips were still tightly pressed, and he asked, "What are you doing for me?"

You Ming was a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and said, "I don't have many things, these are all."

"The house and car are in my parents' name."

"But I will work harder to earn money in the future."

Obviously decided to teach You Ming a lesson this time.

But Jiang Yu'an couldn't help it now.

He finally sighed softly and put his hands on the top of You Ming's head.

Seeing that Jiang Yu'an's lips were no longer pursed tightly, You Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face also relaxed: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Jiang Yu'an: "It's my fault."

You Ming was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Jiang Yu'an: "From the very beginning, I should accompany you by myself."

You Ming had a cute face: "Huh?"

Jiang Yu'an pinched You Ming's face, then his arm: "Didn't you eat well recently?"

You Ming: "Have a good meal."

Jiang Yu'an said, "Does it hurt?"

Just as You Ming was about to say that it didn't hurt, the time for the spell passed. The wound that he didn't feel anything just now suddenly made him feel severe pain. You Ming gritted his teeth, unable to stand still due to the pain, and almost fell to his knees on the ground.

It was Jiang Yu'an who picked him up and kissed You Ming's lips helplessly.

Lips to lips.

Jiang Yu'an's lips were dry and cold.

The pain went away from You Ming, but Jiang Yu'an still hugged him and kissed him.

In the end, You Ming was out of breath and pushed Jiang Yu'an away.

Then You Ming asked curiously: "Kissing can make me not feel pain?"

Jiang Yu'an looked at You Ming with a smile in his eyes.

It was only then that You Ming realized that he had asked a stupid question, kissing would definitely not heal his wounds or relieve his pain.

But Jiang Yu'an's ability is good.

Just use the kiss as a medium.

You Ming raised his arm and saw that the wound had disappeared, only the holes and blood stains on his clothes proved that he had been injured here before.

"Go take a shower." Jiang Yu'an said to him, "Then go to bed early."

You Ming obediently went to the bathroom, and quickly washed himself clean. He had to take a shower every day, so it didn't take much time, and the boy washed his hair very quickly.

When You Ming came out of the shower, he saw Jiang Yu'an standing by the window shirtless.

He has been busy all day today, and he has to deal with many things tomorrow, but You Ming only has Jiang Yu'an's almost perfect body in his mind.

He walked over and grabbed Jiang Yu'an's arm, and said without any shyness: "Let's have sex."

Jiang Yu'an looked at him expressionlessly: "I don't want to do it."

You Ming's eyes widened a bit. Jiang Yu'an used to be very proactive, never refusing, and more often than not, he was more proactive.

Jiang Yu'an looked at You Ming, and You Ming also looked at Jiang Yu'an.

You Ming has always been very honest in this matter, and will not hide his needs.

He looked at Jiang Yu'an, looked him up and down, then sighed, and said in a comforting tone: "It's nothing."

Jiang Yu'an raised her eyebrows, not understanding what You Ming was talking about.

You Ming patted Jiang Yu'an's shoulder: "It will be fine in the future."

"It's impossible to never get it out."