Chapter 4 Yang Zheng
Xu Xing sat down next to Cui Minghan and waved his hand at the waiter, "Singleton." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Cui Minghan turned his head to look at him, "I remember that you basically didn't drink alcohol before, why are you starting to break your vows now?" ā
Xu Xing lowered his head and took a sip of wine, "What do you want to hint at?" ā
"It's been three years, and she still hasn't heard a little bit, and there are some things, isn't it time to let go."
Xu Xing glanced at him, "How are you and Zhou Mo doing, and when are you going to accept others?" ā
Hearing this, Cui Minghan's face couldn't hold back, "What, what?" My relationship with her is that of an employee and a leader, and the reason why I am so dedicated to helping her is entirely for the sake of the Zhen family, don't think about it. He drained the little wine left in the glass and turned his head away from Xu Xing.
Xu Xing patted him on the shoulder, "Cherish it, it's not easy for both of you, don't wait for others to cool down and you regret it." ā
"Okay, when did you become a bosom sister, hey, let's get back to business, did you see any clues in SD, did Uncle Yu really disappear like this?"
Xu Xing put down the wine glass, "This mansion is extremely full of yin qi, and there are souls everywhere that have not been exceeded, but so far, I have not found the reason for Uncle Yu's disappearance." ā
Cui Minghan lowered his voice, "Could it be that Uncle Yu's disappearance has nothing to do with these wandering spirits?" ā
"They shouldn't be strong enough yet, and I always feel like they're being confined to this mansion by something, so they can't die for a long time."
Cui Minghan shuddered, he rubbed his arms, "Can't even you find it, don't you have a smart nose?" ā
Xu Xing looked at the orange-yellow liquid in the cup, "The more terrible the thing, the better it can hide itself, and even the smell on its body can be concealed, and ordinary people can't find its existence at all." ā
Cui Minghan looked around, he always felt that a pair of invisible eyes were looking at him fiercely, and the chill on his body couldn't help but add another layer, he snapped his fingers at the waiter, "Turn up the air conditioner a little, the temperature is too low." ā
After they were full of wine and food, Ye Huan and a group of them walked out of the tavern next to the unit. Xiaoqing burped and hugged Ye Huan's shoulder, "The mushroom beef here is really good, next time I do Dong, we will come here to eat." However, why did you treat yourself today, the lottery won? ā
Ye Huan shrugged, "It's nothing, I'm in a bad mood, it's better to spend some money." ā
"Still thinking about He Xiangyang? Hey, you see how faceless she was scolded by Xu Xing in the morning, but then again, why didn't Xu Xing come to this colleague's dinner? ā
A trace of unhappiness drifted through Ye Huan's heart, and she barely squeezed out a smile, "He said he had an appointment." ā
"I've drunk too much beer, I'll go to the toilet in the unit, you guys go first." Yang Zheng squeezed over from behind, "Oh yes, Ye Huan, we just happened to drop by, I'll send you back in a while." With that, he ran towards the building.
The other colleagues all knew Yang Zheng's thoughts, and they left one after another jokingly, leaving Ye Huan to stand at the door of the unit and wait for him.
Ye Huan looked at the SD Mansion in the night, it towered straight into the night sky, like a skinny peak in a landscape painting. A gust of wind blew, Ye Huan shivered, and she suddenly felt a little nervous out of nowhere, she looked at the tall building in front of her, and secretly looked forward to Yang Zheng coming out early.
Yang Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, comfortably released the suffocation in his bladder, he lifted his pants, came to the washbasin to arrange his hair in the mirror, and then took a deep breath, such a good opportunity today, do you want to confess to her, anyway, I drank alcohol, even if she refused, I can pass it as a joke.
"Right...... Let's ...... A strange sound sounded outside ......the bathroom door, and Yang Zheng pricked up his ears, it seemed to be the movement of something stepping on the floor, but it didn't look like the footsteps of people.
"Right...... ......The voice seemed to be getting closer and closer, and Yang Zheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he slowed down his breathing, stretched out his head and listened carefully in the direction of the door.
The sound vanished out of thin air, as if it had been sucked into the air. Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, could it be that the ceiling was leaking, yes, it must be so, he smiled at the mirror, when did he become so suspicious. He turned on the faucet, brushed his wet fingers in his hair, and hummed a song and walked towards the door.
There was really nothing in the corridor outside the door, and Yang Zheng walked forward while thinking about how to confess to Ye Huan. Something shimmered on the floor in front of him, drawing his gaze. It was a storage room with miscellaneous items, and its door was open, and a white gold necklace was tucked between the cracks.
Yang Zhengleng paused, this can't be the necklace He Xiangyang lost, how could it be here? He walked over to it, crouched down to pick it up, and looked at it carefully.
"Let's go." A familiar sound suddenly came from the depths of the storage room, Yang Zheng raised his head and squinted his eyes to look in, but there was no light in it, except for the light in the small circle of space next to the corridor, the rest of the place was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly. He took a few steps inside, trying to discern what was coming from.
"Let's go." There was another sound, as if something was slowly approaching the door from the depths of the room. Yang Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, and his body trembled like a dead leaf in the wind. The lights in the corridor suddenly went out, and Yang Zheng seemed to sink into the dark seabed, and before he could even make a sound, his throat was suddenly slit.
"Xu Xing, you're back." Hearing the door, the two monks rushed over from the TV excitedly, "Have you bought anything delicious?" Or do you want to make it fresh? Seeing that his face was slightly red, they said in unison, "Have you drunk?" ā
"There are instant noodles in the kitchen." Xu Xing pushed the two of them away from his side, walked into the bedroom and closed the door.
The two monks looked at each other for a while, and then came to the kitchen with gloomy expressions.
"He seems to be in a bad mood."
"Since Wu Xi left, he hasn't been in a good mood."
The two of them sighed for a long time, and finally relieved the depression in their hearts with two bowls of instant noodles.
Xu Xing lay on the bed, looking at the dark ceiling above, the temperature on his face was getting higher and higher, slowly seeping into his mind, confusing his thoughts.
It seems that he really drank too much today, just like that day, but at that time, someone would help him to the bed, help him cover the quilt, and secretly observe him while lying next to him. He knew all this, but at that time he deliberately pretended to be drunk, just to see her embarrassed. Xu Xing hugged the quilt to his chest, wanting to use its warmth to relieve the pain in his heart, "Wu Xi, it's been three years, aren't you coming back?" ā