Gu Yao looked at Tang Butian, who was sitting in front of her.

Fifteen or sixteen? Look at the behavior is not like it. But it doesn't feel like an adult anymore. The facial features are too delicate, and the expression is too indifferent, and there is a feeling of a puppet when they are matched together. Isn't she human?

"Name?"

A cold voice interrupted Gu Yao's thoughts.

"What?"

"Your name." Tang Butian repeated.

"Gu Yao."

Tang Butian nodded, and she asked, "Age and place of origin." ”

"I was twenty-six years old when I died, a native of Tangjiang."

"When did you die?"

"Four years ago, I died in the fall."

"What is the cause of death?"

"Cancer, breast cancer, Xiaohui was born in the spring, I originally thought I would live to her third birthday."

When Jiang You walked down the stairs, he saw Tang Butian asking Gu Yao with a blank look as if he was making a record.

After hearing the footsteps, Tang Butian and Gu Yao invariably looked in the direction of Jiang You.

Jiang You walked up to Tang Butian, pulled out a chair and sat down, he asked Gu Yao directly, "What is your appeal?" ”

"I think, I want to ......" Gu Yao bit her lip, "I want to talk to Wen Song, I think he can see me, once is enough, I have something to say to him, it's okay to dream, I ......"

"I want to explain," Jiang You interrupted Gu Yao, he said, "Your soul has dissipated most of it, if I take away your obsession again, you will disappear completely, are you mentally prepared for this?" ”

"Yes."

"Is twenty minutes enough?"

"Yes."

"Give me the beads." Jiang You stretched out his right hand to Tang Butian.

Tang Butian put the black beads in Jiang You's palm.

Gu Yao opened her mouth, and when she wanted to say something more, Jiang You threw the beads upward.

He said, "You're going to stay here for a while." ”

Gu Yao trembled for a moment, then floated upwards uncontrollably, his face and human body twisted, and finally turned into smoke and was sucked in by the beads. The bead fell, and once again fell into Jiang You's palm.

He stood up, walked to the counter, put the beads in the sugar bowl, grabbed a few pieces of candy and covered it, opened the drawer again, took out a few pieces of drawing paper from it, and then walked back to Tang Butian and put the drawing paper in front of her, "My son drew it." ”

Tang Butian flipped through the drawing paper.

Jiang You's right index finger pointed at a red uneven curve, "Look at how well he expresses this line, this sense of space, rhythm, and spirituality." ”

Tang Butian stared at the painting for a while, and she said, "The color matching is good." ”

"That's right, basic."

"You're going to help them meet?" Tang Butian diverted the topic.

"Her husband, that Wen Song, Fang Wensong, you have also seen it, we are in the science and technology museum, the father of that little girl."

"Is that him?" Tang Butian thought about it.

"It's him, when I took Jiang Mo to sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival, I just happened to meet them, she was buried next door to Jiang Mo's parents, so she was a neighbor," Jiang You put the drawing paper back together, "This sun is shining, and she is not afraid ......of her soul scattering."

"She's not afraid of the sun?"

"Probably, there may be some adventures or something," Jiang You took off his glasses, took out a tissue and wiped his lenses, "I think that death is the end, see each other more, say one more word, except for bringing some troubles to the living, nothing can be changed." ”

"Why didn't you tell her?"

"I'm not doing ghost consulting, I'm going to make a ppt, get a few data charts, test the Enneagram ghost grid, and give them a few development model paths," Jiang You lay on the table, "I think Fang Wensong is very good now, his heart is wide and fat, and the little girl is also quite cheerful and lively." ”

"So you didn't want to pay attention to it?"

Jiang You put on his glasses, he looked at Tang Butian, "Yes." ”

"And now?"

"She ran to the cultural street," Jiang You was also a little helpless, "I'm going to refuse, she will continue to find someone who can help her, it's better to help me rush the second quarter performance." ”

……

Institute.

Lin Yu's consciousness floated out of his body again.

He saw himself, his eyes closed, lying on an operating table with a breathing mask on. Behind the head of the bed, next to the bed, there were many instruments, numbers and symbols that he couldn't read pulsing on the screen, and some thin tubes connecting the instruments to his body.

He's covered in tubes.

He looked around, it was a room with walls on all sides, no windows.

He floated in the direction of the door, stretched out his hand, and passed his hand through the door.

He wore it out.

Outside the door was the hallway, there was no one, he floated forward as if he was being towed, he saw people in blue coats and masks, surrounded by something strange, he passed through room after room, no one seemed to see him, and no instrument seemed to detect his presence.

He arrived at a familiar place, Ji Xiaozhen's office, he entered, and then, he stopped.

Ji Xiaozhen sat behind the computer, and she said, "The results are out." ”

Wu Yulan pulled a chair and sat beside her, "How is it?" ”

Ji Xiaozhen pulled down the page with the mouse, "Judging from the basic project, it is normal, it doesn't look like it has been possessed or eroded. ”

"The boss also said that it didn't feel like a problem."

"It's also possible that he is hallucinating, let's do a few more checks and then see, maybe I have to find someone from the mountain ......to come over," Ji Xiaozhen turned his head and glanced at Wu Yulan, "Will you stay in Tangjiang in the future?" ”

Wu Yulan shook her head, "I'll talk about it after the matter of the Mirror Lake Club is over." ”

"Is Sang Xu's son taking over Teko?"

"For the time being, Tang Butian is still in charge, what will happen in the future, let's see what the boss is going to do," Wu Yulan smiled, "The worst time has passed." ”

"His physical fitness is very good," Ji Xiaozhen looked at the data on the screen, "I plan to give him some deep stimulation ......"

Lin Yu was about to listen to it, he floated out again, out of the office, his speed became faster and faster, and finally he felt that it was dark in front of him, and then he didn't know anything.