However, for Wu Qingqing, where is this question worth showing such a nervous expression?

Knowing that Wu Qingqing would never admit it, Wen Yihuan naturally didn't ask immediately. Her inquiring gaze quickly turned away, so that Wu Qingqing's nervousness and anxiety could be relaxed for a while, so that he could get more information from her mouth.

"That...... Yi Huan...... You really haven't encountered anything strange, have you? How could you suddenly be interested in these? I remember when I organized an association of metaphysical enthusiasts in my school, I was ridiculed by you. Wu Qingqing saw that she didn't insist on asking, so she quickly relaxed, and this relaxation couldn't help but think of this matter.

Wen Yihuan felt the puppy's back in her arms tense tightly, and while gently stroking, she wrote lightly: "No, it's my colleague who wants to ask, she is particularly interested in these things, and she seems to be studying them recently." ”

"Oh." Wu Qingqing dragged out his voice in response, and then pretended to tease the little milk dog, hiding his expression, lowering his head and stretching out his food to guide him to bite.

"Let's go on." Wen Yihuan would not let go of this section easily, and she also saw that Ye Nantian seemed to want to find out the answer, so she continued to ask.

She noticed that Wu Qingqing's bent neck seemed to be a little stiff, at this time, it was already sunset, her apartment was not in the direction of the rising sun, and the warm orange light poured in overwhelmingly as the sun set. Wu Qingqing's curly hair seemed to be plated in such light, the color of gold.

"This ...... I don't know much either......" she hesitated, barely squeezing out a few words for a while, "I heard that there might be such a situation...... If the soul of the dead does not disperse, it is possible to attach to other living creatures, and the animals you are talking about are of course also living creatures......"

As they were talking, Wu Qingqing suddenly clicked on his mobile phone. It seemed that someone had sent her a message, but her face, which was a little cramped due to nervousness, immediately bloomed with a sweet smile.

Wu Qingqing was born a lovely girl, and when she smiled like this, the pear vortex was also revealed, and she quickly pressed her mobile phone to reply, and for a while, the topic of the two was interrupted.

"I'll tell you, I've been in love again lately." She didn't mean to be ashamed, staring intently at the phone screen, and said sweetly to Wen Yihuan. This is nothing new for Wen Yihuan, Wu Qingqing has been very heterosexual since college, and he has devoted himself to love vigorously in every relationship, and he has always had loyal suitors after graduation.

Sighing, Wen Yihuan thought, I guess I can't ask anything today.

sent Wu Qingqing away, but after an hour or two, Ye Nantian became a human. He seemed to be holding back his stomach, but he had just successfully transformed, and he didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he ran to Wen Yihuan's side and said, "I think your friend is weird." ”

"Nonsense, put on your clothes first." Wen Yihuan continued to type on the computer without raising her head, she was a person with long eyes, and she could see Wu Qingqing's strange expression, but she couldn't figure out the reason.

Soul Transfer ...... If Ye Nantian, who suffered a car accident, is in a near-death state and his soul is out of his body, it is reasonable, but if the soul wants to choose a living thing that can be possessed...... It should be closer to home, right?

Whether it is her or her pet dog Duby, it is obviously not within the scope of Ye Nantian's soul choice.

Wen Yihuan pinched the center of his eyebrows, but his eyes were suddenly covered by a warm palm.

Ye Nantian covered her eyes, gently rubbed her temples under the palm of his hand and said, "I'm so tired today, don't look at the computer." After living together for a long time, he gradually discovered that Wen Yihuan was the kind of workaholic who didn't want to die, so when he got closer, the whites of her eyes were already a little bloodshot, but she still stubbornly continued to work on the school's online course platform.

Wen Yihuan's heart suddenly warmed.

This is actually a scene she once fantasized about. In a house that is not too big, but belongs to herself, she is close to a gentle person, and he will open his arms when she is tired, and use the softness of the mountains to accommodate her rusty strength after being corroded by wind and rain.

However, that person would not be Han Cheng, and it would not be Ye Nantian.

The wonderful fantasy lasted only three seconds before it came to an abrupt end. She shook her head slightly, brushing Ye Nantian's hand away silently, only to find that in the list of conversations on the screen, the icon of the school work group was beating.

It was a drafted document, and she clicked on it casually, but it was as if it had been knocked down by a heavy object, forcing herself to read it carefully and carefully under intense consternation.

"Don't look."

Her lips were moving slightly, and she silently read out the title of the document - notice of criticism, followed by her own name, and then the punishment of demotion, and when she was still reading silently, she heard Ye Nantian's unequivocal voice.

Her eyes were once again blindfolded by those gentle palms. Ye Nantian gently blindfolded her from behind, as if he could detect the vibration in her heart, he turned Wen Yihuan around, let her face him, and then hugged her like a child.

"You're tired today, don't look." His hand gently patted Wen Yihuan's back, as if comforting. However, he didn't know that Wen Yihuan's mind now only had the sentence that Deng Tingchuan said that day-

“...... Don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with, you and I are ordinary people, and no one can afford to mess with those people. ”