On this day, Qian Yunlai, with a bitter and hateful face of misanthropy, drove to "talk" early. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Hang, contrary to usual, did not habitually flirt with his beautiful assistant Xu Qiyao, but waited at the entrance of the stairs with a serious face, looking solemn and solemn.

"Mr. Qian, have you thought about it?"

Li Hang's voice is always so melodious, like an angel playing a demonic tune, even if he knows that danger is ahead, he is still willing.

Murong Cao has joked with him more than once that even if he doesn't work as a psychiatrist, being a radio DJ has an unlimited future.

"I don't want to live in the shadow of the past for the rest of my life." Qian Yunlai's listless eyes had the afterglow of being frightened, "It's so desperate." ”

Presumably he didn't have a good time last night.

"Okay, I respect your decision, but please sign a waiver agreement first."

Xu Qiyao showed a moving smile, handed over the agreement and a pen, she was wearing a water-blue skirt today, standing next to Li Hang in white, which complemented each other very well.

Qian Yunlai didn't seem to intend to look at the contents at all, so he turned to the last page and signed it hastily.

"Aren't you afraid of signing a declaration of inheritance?" Li Hang found that his bad taste gradually moved closer to Murong Cao, which was really close to Zhu and black.

"I believe in the most basic professional ethics of a psychiatrist." Qian Yunlai's face did not change, but he smiled a little reluctantly.

Li Hang touched the bridge of his nose with a smile and said, "Haha, naturally not, it's just that you're too nervous, I want you to relax." ”

"I've already had someone call your account for the cost of treatment this time, and it also includes a year's worth of conversation expenses, whether I need it in the future or not." Qian Yunlai is not a particularly heroic person in the mall, and his actions are enough to show his sincerity.

After saying this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Li Hang, wanting to get a little promise from his eyes that would satisfy him.

It's a pity that Li Hang didn't have a heart for him, and with a wave of his hand, he asked Xu Qiyao to take a black cloth strip and blindfold his eyes.

Xu Qiyao led him to the door of the "talk" and motioned for him to walk into the door by himself.

From beginning to end, Li Hang stood at the mouth of the stairs and watched, without the slightest intention of entering together.

Xu Qiyao locked the door, walked down the stairs in all directions, with an elegant posture like a swan, and when she walked to Li Hang's side, she grabbed his arm, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.

"Actually, I was nervous." Li Hang sighed.

"Oh, you're nervous too?" Xu Qiyao exclaimed, "Are you afraid that they won't be able to solve Boss Qian's problem and ruin your reputation?" ”

"How so?" Li Hang frowned and said, "It's just that I was so nervous that two ghosts would come out of my 'talk' later." You know, I'm afraid of ghosts. ”

"Then you can not take such a thing, anyway, as long as you say that you can't solve it, Boss Qian has no other way."

"The heart of the doctor's parents, the money is already on the verge of collapse, and if you don't pull him, it may be destroyed at any time." Li Hang's expression was still melancholy, but his eyes were clear and he had no remorse.

"Yes, my Doctor Li has always been such a kind and lovely person." Xu Qiyao hugged his waist and leaned her head on his shoulder, infinitely affectionate.

Qian Yunlai waited anxiously in the dark, and he could hear himself swallowing his saliva very clearly.

"Take off the strip of cloth." A young and clear male voice rang out, and although it was unfamiliar, he did as he was told.

The moment he took off the strip of cloth, when he saw the scene in front of him, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The room was empty, but there were two "people" he knew very well.

They floated in the air less than a meter away from him, and their familiar and terrifying faces seemed to be attached to their own faces!

The shadowy image in the dream finally lifted the veil of disguise, revealed the truth he least wanted to see, and jumped in front of him.

The stalk that he had called countless times was in his throat, and it took a long time for it to come out.

"Daddy...... Mother......"

They had apparently seen him too, and Hitomi had fallen back into their sockets, returning to a bit of their normal form, and both of them held out their hands towards him, smiling strangely on their faces.

"Child, my mother made porridge for you." The female ghost called softly.

"Nope! I don't want to eat! Qian Yunlai was frightened and took a few steps back, obviously the female ghost's hands were empty, but in his eyes, it seemed as if he was holding a bowl of poison.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" The male ghost shouted solemnly.

"I saw it! I saw that you drugged the porridge, and you tried to poison me!! Qian Yunlai roared.

"Let's go together, okay?" The female ghost "looked" at him poignantly.

"I don't want to die! If you want to die, go and die! Don't pull me on. You guys...... Simply unworthy of being a parent! Qian Yunlai was stunned after yelling, and felt that a blocked place in his heart had finally been broken.

Murong Cao accepted it when he saw it, and motioned to Yang Muqing to take the ghost back.

But in Qian Yunlai's eyes, the position of his father's ghost did not move at all, and it returned to its poignant shape, and his arms stretched out to wrap around his fragile neck.

"We've been waiting for you ......"

The spell-like words, the words repeated a thousand times in his dreams, swirled in his ears again.

Death, once so close to him, after escaping a catastrophe, death happened to his closest people again, so that he could never break free.

"Isn't the potion supposed to be dead a long time ago? You have also taken back the ghosts, how can he still see them? Murong Cao saw that the situation was different, and turned his head and asked.

"He can't see with his eyes, but he can see with his heart." Yang Muqing stroked the gourd that had just withdrawn the ghost, and chanted in a low voice to quiet the ghost in the gourd.

"As long as you want to live well, no one can help you!" Murong Cao sounded the warning while ringing the gong that had been prepared a long time ago, and the "dong dong" sound was crisp and shocking.

Yes, to live!

Qian Yunlai thought of his pot-bellied wife, imagining the little life that was about to come, and finally gave birth to a little strength in his body, and broke the palm that was imprisoned in his neck.

He saw that the ghost of his father and mother seemed to have lost its bearing, turning into a wisp of green smoke and burrowing behind the screen.

After that, Qian Yunlai spread out a pud of mud on the ground like an inflatable doll that had been deflated.

A pair of young men and women with tired expressions but still radiant turned out from behind the screen, it was Murong Cao and Yang Muqing.

"There's some pain, you don't face it, just run away, think you can avoid it in this way? No, they are always there for you, devouring your will little by little, just waiting for the moment when you are at your weakest to take over your body and mind. Murong Cao said, "For so many years, you don't dare to go back to your hometown, and when you hear rumors of hauntings, you pretend to be nothing, but in fact, what you have hidden in your heart is not only fear, but also resentment, right?" You wish they couldn't rest in peace, you hated that they once tried to pull you to death! It's not until the students you sent to the temptation really hell that you really start to panic, and you feel like you can't escape after all, and you will eventually be led to death by them. ”

"They...... Will it ever happen again? You guys...... Can you take care of me? "The money is still chattering up and down.

"Let go of resentment, and fear will naturally disappear with it; Only by looking at death correctly can we truly live well. Murong Cao smiled gently, "After three days of chanting, your father's ghost will naturally no longer exist in the world, perhaps, you can send them a ride in your heart at that time." ”

"How can I believe you?" Qian Yunlai asked vigilantly.

"Don't believe it, but no one can concoct the ghosts of old dreams for you except yourself."

After Murong Cao finished speaking calmly, he walked out of the "chat" with Yang Muqing, the sun outside the house was just right, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

"Looks like there's still a mess to clean up." Li Hang took a closer look at the scene in the room and said in a low voice.

"The heavy medicine has been ordered, and if you want to fully recover, you naturally have to make up for it." Murong Cao patted him on the shoulder, looking indifferent.

Seeing that Yang Muqing had driven the car to the door, she hurriedly intercepted Li Hang's words, and dropped her words while getting into the car.

"Old account, remember to make the payment in time, the sooner the better, not a penny."

After that, Santana walked away very cooperatively, leaving Li Hang, who was helplessly stomping, and Li Qiyao, who was smiling, and the money that had just woken up from a big dream arrived.