What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

After Guan Mei finished shopping, she turned around and saw Guan Heng walking over with a cold face.

Guan Mei looked at him worriedly: "Jiajia, what's wrong?"

Guan Heng lowered his head to cover up the killing intent in his eyes and whispered: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Seeing his pale face, Guan Mei quickly said, "Then let's go back and rest quickly. I asked Aunt Song to make soup, and we can drink it when we go back."

Guan Heng nodded, resisting the urge to turn around, and Guan Mei took a taxi back to Guan's house.

Liang Chen looked at Jiang Jian with some fascination: "Senior, why don't we have dinner together tonight." It was just right to give him the tie.

Before Jiang Jian answered, he heard Zhao Yunwei's voice: "Ah Jian, what are you doing?"

Liang Chen looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a woman who looked somewhat similar to Jiang Jian walking over. The woman had fair skin and gorgeous lips, and she looked very petite and cute.

"I just saw a junior, this is my mother." Jiang Jian smiled and took the shopping bag in Zhao Yunwei's hand, but did not introduce Liang Chen to her mother.

"Hello," Zhao Yun smiled and nodded at him.

Liang Chen quickly smiled at her: "Hello, Auntie."

Seeing that Jiang Jian's attitude seemed a little cold, Zhao Yun said, "Ah Jian, it's getting late, let's go back." He winked playfully at Liang Chen and said, "Let's talk again next time we have a chance."

Jiang Jian mentioned her shopping bag, said goodbye to Liang Chen, and left with Zhao Yunwei.

Liang Chen was left behind looking at them with a sense of loss.

Seeing Guan Heng keeping his head down, Guan Mei seemed a little unhappy, so she wanted to start a topic: "Jiajia, what did you buy for elder brother?"

Guan Heng closed his eyes and exhaled, then gave her the gift in his hand: "Look, I'll sleep for a while."

The gift was beautifully packaged, Guan Mei didn't open it, but put the gift aside and took a small blanket to cover Guan Heng's lap.

Guan Heng shrank his hands into the blanket. Only then did he feel a dull pain in the palm of his hand. It was pinched by himself when he had just endured without looking back. A wave of exhaustion spread from his limbs to his heart. He tried his best to relax his body and lean on it. I made myself less stiff in the seat, and looked at the flowing scenery outside the window with a pair of gloomy eyes.

The sun shone brightly on the high-rise buildings, but dark clouds followed, covering the sky, but in just 10 minutes, the sky changed, and the rumbling thunder exploded, startling countless people Quickly hide under the eaves.

The pattering rain fell with a splash, and the cold wind mixed with the breath of reinforced concrete rushed towards his face. Guan Heng seemed to be unaware of it, and some raindrops even floated onto his face.

Seeing him as if he had fallen into his own world, Guan Mei sighed and asked the driver to close the window, and the car became stuffy after a while.

When she looked at Guan Heng again, she found that Guan Heng had fallen asleep with his head tilted.

Guan Heng had a dream. In the dream, he was still in the closed house more than 100 years ago. It was early spring, and green leaves protruded from the gray walls. In March, bright yellow flower buds were dotted on the green strips. , very bright and beautiful.

Guan Heng squatted on the edge of the corridor with his knees in his arms, raised his head and counted the flowers, one by two, the count was dizzying.

He heard Guan Xiuge and her best friend singing in the yard next door, their voices were melodious but sad, one after another, and then he heard someone applauding and charming smiles came over again and again.

Guan Heng was very curious, he ran over quietly, pushed the door open a small crack, and looked inside with his round eyes. There was a man standing there, tall, well-dressed, with deep eyebrows. The larks clapped.

Guan Xiuge has bright eyes, bright teeth, and a beautiful color. She held out a white lotus root to the man. The man glanced at her best friend, then smiled and pulled her arm over his own.

Guan Heng was short in stature, he saw through the slit that his best friend's onion-like hands were tightly tightened, but there was a charming and charming look on his face.

Guan Heng was a little scared, took a few steps back and ran away, thinking that the peaches in his yard were more interesting.

When eating dinner, he grabbed the little chicken legs in his bowl, trying to shrink his body under the table, because the eldest brother was arguing with Guan Xiuge, only he and the third brother shut up.

Guan Hai frowned seriously: "Little sister! You don't know too much... Zhou Bin and Luo Meng have already married, and you are still flirting with him now, what will others think of you!"

Guan Xiuge snorted and didn't take it seriously, she tore off a piece of wing skin, peeled it off, dipped it in some sauce and ate it finely.

Guan Hai was furious when he saw that she didn't eat firewood and salt, and slapped the table hard, making Guan Yueqin tremble with fright.

"Don't mess around! You are a girl, and you are so close to someone else's married man..."

Guan Xiuge was impatient to listen to his lecture, and interrupted sharply: "Isn't this done? Whether Zhou Bin likes Luo Meng or not is still a question, let's talk..."

Guan Xiuge licked the juice from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I can't get what I want, so what if it's a bit dirty?"

Guan Hai was very angry at her remarks, immediately lost his job and left.

Guan Heng stood aside with his head down, holding a small milk steamed bun tightly in his hand.

Later, Guan Heng heard people say that Zhou Bin regretted his marriage, causing the Zhou and Luo families to confront each other, and became a topic of conversation after dinner for many people. Hearing that Luo Meng washed his face with tears every day, he wanted to commit suicide several times and was begged by his family. .

That man appeared in Guan's house more and more times, and Guan Heng heard more and more charming laughter when counting flowers, but suddenly one day, the courtyard next door became quiet.

Guan Heng hid aside curiously, and saw the man holding Guan Xiuge's hand, his face was full of anger and pain, he was tremblingly begging Guan Xiuge for something, but Guan Xiuge just recognized him Holding his hand, his face was indifferent.

"Stop it." The desperate words spit out from the mouth that once sang and hummed for him.

Guan Heng saw the man suddenly kneel down, as if begging her to turn around.

Seeing that he couldn't make her change her mind, the man rushed over from his heart, and was stopped by the servants on the side. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he was so angry that he kept swearing.

Guan Xiuge just sneered: "It's just for fun, I just don't like other people getting things that I haven't got yet."

She took out a silk handkerchief, dipped it in some water and wiped it carefully

His own fingers seemed to be wiping away the blood accidentally stained by an executioner who had just beheaded someone.

Those amorous eyes suddenly fixed on Guan Heng, who was peeking from the side, and turned his head away indifferently.

A loud bang of thunder woke Guan Heng up, he opened his eyes abruptly, it was still raining outside, and the car was about to arrive at Guan's house.

He closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up. It was just a dead woman who came to teach him how to be a man in his dream, even though she was bleeding dirty.

But Jiang Jian, he is sure to win but he has to take it slowly.