She turned her head to look at Li An, who was pale and had a light expression beside her, and suddenly cried even more sadly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fan Yingying, who was immersed in her sadness, did not pay attention to the route of the red Volkswagen, and she did not even notice that she was now sitting back in Ang Lee's car.

"Get out of the car." Li An's light voice sounded.

"Huh?" Fan Yingying responded in a hoarse voice, looked up at Li An blankly, and saw that he had turned his back and opened the car door, she turned her head and looked outside the car window, the high-end residential area, the kind with a small garden outside.

Fan Yingying followed and got out of the car, and Li An was already standing in front of the big iron gate.

Fan Yingying walked over and looked sideways at Li An: "Where is this?" ”

Li An looked back at her: "My family." ”

Fan Yingying almost didn't bite her tongue, and said in her heart, shouldn't you be a ghost living in the grave circle?

Ang Lee seemed to understand her thoughts, and took the initiative to reply: "Sometimes there is nowhere to go at night, so I will come and sit. ”

Fan Yingying cried a little hard just now, but now her temples were buzzing, a little dizzy, and she asked, "Then why don't you go in?" ”

Li An glanced at her: "The password is six fives." ”

"Huh?" Fan Yingying didn't react.

Ang Lee stretched out his hand and pointed to the door lock.

Fan Yingying suddenly realized, didn't move, and waited for Li An to open the door.

Li An waited for a while, then turned his head to look at her: "Open the door." ”

Fan Yingying was very surprised: "Your house, you don't open the door?" ”

This time, Li An didn't say anything, and answered directly in front of Fan Yingying.

Fan Yingying watched in amazement as Li An floated into the courtyard from the front of the big iron gate, almost reaching out to slap her head.

She snapped the code, the door lock opened, and Fan Yingying walked in.

The yard in front of the house is not large, except for the wild creeper crawling on the wall of the door, there is not even a piece of green space in other places, and the cement floor is flat and smooth.

Li An floated forward familiarly, Fan Yingying followed behind, according to his instructions, took out the door key in the iron box under the windowsill, opened the door and entered the house, took the slippers from the shoe cabinet, opened the shoe cabinet, Fan Yingying was stunned for a moment, looked at the rows of women's light-colored slippers inside in surprise, and looked up at Li An, this ghost also has to wear slippers? Or is it a women's model?

Li An didn't look at her when he entered the door, he walked into the house by himself, and when he arrived in the living room, he sat down on the sofa, and he didn't see him move, all the lights in the room were automatically turned on, and there was a chatter and dialogue on the TV.

Fan Yingying changed into slippers and walked in.

The living room is as spacious as expected, the rustic décor looks clean and bourgeois, the fabric sofas and curtains are bright in colorful stripes, and the floor is covered with cashmere carpets that you can tell at a glance that they are expensive.

Fan Yingying stretched out her head and looked around, on the left side of the living room is the open kitchen, with a white totem entrance, next to the kitchen is the bathroom for bathing, next to the bedroom is not too big, it should be a guest room, and the large bedroom is facing the guest room, with a whole floor-to-ceiling window. On one side of the large bedroom is a bathroom with laundry and a toilet.

After looking around, Fan Yingying returned to the living room, the previous sad emotions dissipated, all the rooms I saw just now, the overall style is biased towards a small and fresh style, such a room lives in Ang Lee, a ghost who looks like a son, it is really a bit nondescript.

Fan Yingying was a little curious, how Ang Lee, as a ghost who can only appear at night, bought this house, and how to decorate everything, she couldn't help but ask, "When did you buy this house?" ”

Looking at the interior decoration, it doesn't look like an old house, and it is estimated that the age of the house is seven or eight years.

Li An sat on the sofa, a pair of slender and straight thighs slightly open, his hands were naturally on the back of the sofa, looking comfortable and chic, hearing her question, Li An turned his head: "I didn't buy this house." ”

"Who bought it for you?" Fan Yingying was quite surprised when she heard this, her first thought was Yu Jianghe, and then she thought of the lack of virtue they had done, and frowned: "It's quite expensive, right?" ”

Li An leaned his head back on the sofa: "I don't know, this house is not mine." ”

"Whose is that?" Fan Yingying bounced up from the sofa and looked around, no wonder this house has such a strange style.

Shaking his head, Li An looked indifferent: "I don't know." ”

"Don't know?" Fan Yingying couldn't sit still, what is this called?

Ang Lee explained to her: "I found out two years ago that the woman who lives in this house will come back in the morning and leave on time when it gets dark at night. ”

"The password and the key 。。。。。。" Fan Yingying closed her mouth, this kind of thing Li An only needs to stand aside and watch to know that he is a ghost.

When it was just dawn, Li An should leave, Fan Yingying was embarrassed to ask him where he was going, but Li An told her to pack up and leave here before dawn, and the province collided with the owner.

Fan Yingying watched Li An disappear from front of her, sat down for a while, tidied up the living room that was not messy, changed into shoes and left.

As soon as the day dawned, except for the occasional morning shop on the road, only a few old people who exercised walked slowly along the side of the road.

Fan Yingying passed by them, looked at each other, she looked at the clear light in each other's eyes, a little envious, she was very sleepy, and felt tired and tired.

She reached out and touched the banknotes stuffed by Mrs. Li in her pocket, thought about it and turned directly into a chain hotel on the side of the road.

After wandering on the side of the road for a while, smelling the fragrance wafting from the roadside breakfast shop, she gurgled in her stomach, turned her head to look at the past, it was a time-honored plate noodle shop, and now whenever it is a special snack bar, she likes to add a certain note or the name of a time-honored brand in front.

Fan Yingying touched her stomach and walked in.

When eating, there were a lot of people in the store, so she found a place to share a table with people in the shed built outside, next to a telephone pole.

She waited for boredom, fiddling with the chopsticks in her hand and sticking her head to look around, from the people in the store, to the bowls in front of them, to the fragrant noodles, and finally inadvertently turned her head to look at the various small advertisements posted on the telephone poles.

There are lock-picking companies, small loans, housing leases, fake certificates, and all kinds of advertisements.

Fan Yingying looked at it very interestingly, now these skills in posting small advertisements are absolutely perfect, one by one, they will not press others, and they are quite neat at a glance.