I looked at the gradually whitening sky, and said helplessly: "It's almost dawn, it's not good for you." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's okay, I'm hiding." It said as if it was not leaving.

I didn't know how to deal with it, Feng Xue's voice came from the direction of the bar, and she said lightly, "Just let it stay."

Although I didn't understand what she was doing, I did it, and I made a helpless expression at it and said, "Hear me, go find a place to hide."

Hearing this, the little imp walked away with a happy face.

After packing up the things in hand, he took the towel to the front desk and handed it to Feng Xue, and asked by the way, "Why did you let it stay?"

"I have my own intentions." Seeing that Feng Xue didn't want to say more, I shrugged my shoulders indifferently, turned around and continued to pack my things.

At about ten o'clock, the MG café officially opened, and after Chen Xiao and they came to start work, I ran to the lounge to catch up on sleep with a tired face, and before opening the door, I could vaguely hear their whispers.

"It looks like the boss went out to wave yesterday." Employee A whispered.

"Looks like we won't be back until the early hours of the morning." Employee B said.

"I'm at work, I'm still chatting here." Chen Xiao scolded them in a low voice. I ignored the rest of the conversation, because all I had in my eyes was the bed.

Trying to climb onto the bed, the whole person lazily lay on the slightly hard bed board. It's tiring to move a finger, that's my current situation.

"I haven't seen you for a few hours, why do you look like this?" The sound of drama came from the ears, with a dull voice, which made people's throats itch.

I didn't open my eyes, and replied in a lazy tone, "I'm half human, so it's normal for me to be tired."

It pursed its mouth and said, "Yes, when you are a human being, you do have all kinds of troubles, and you are tired and tired at every turn, and those human beings have not had these troubles since they became ghosts." It's just that sometimes being a ghost doesn't go so well, just like humans have the troubles of life, and ghosts also have the troubles of ghosts, and I really don't know what kind is the best. ”

Hearing this, I opened one eye and glanced at it, and at this time it was squatting on a hanger, looking thoughtful.

"You're a weird ghost, too." I said.

"Why? I don't think I'm any different from any other ghost. It said and looked at its body, making sure there was nothing strange about it.

"Other ghosts don't like to talk very much, but you just talk like a chatter, and you can't stop talking." As I spoke, I flipped my body over and faced the ceiling.

"This shows that I'm a lively ghost, what a good setting." It laughed as it spoke, and I realized that when it laughed, it had two little dimples, which looked even more cute, but only if I ignored its hollow eyes, of course.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?" I asked in a lower voice, yawning.

"......" was silent in response to my question, and I looked at it, only to see it propping up its head, its face slightly upward, as if looking at the ceiling. It took a few seconds for me to answer, "I forgot my name."

"Huh? You always know where you're from. I looked at it and said.

"I don't know this either, I only know that I have traveled a lot of places, and there are memories of my existence everywhere in the world." It said earnestly, and the translucent strands of hair on its head trembled and trembled as it spoke, making it look extremely vivid.

"After walking so much, you should have friends or something. What do they call you? I asked.

"Friends? There are almost no ghosts who want to play with me, they all have their own things to do. However, there are also those who are more in love, but I don't know if this is a friend. It said with a blank look on its face.

"Forget it, what do they call you?" I asked.

It thought carefully when it heard this, and said: "There are a lot of them, some call me Xiaozai, some call me Turtle Sun, some call me Mao Boy, some call me Little Er, and some call me Little Fool ......."

"Poof." I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and it pouted at me as if it wasn't happy to be interrupted by me.

I quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, but it seems that these are not good names, do you have a grudge against them, or what?"

It grimaced and said unhappily, "How do I know, hey, there is a title that I like the most."

"What?" I asked.

"Ghost girl." It said calmly, but I was stunned, such a title should be rare in this kind of circle, if it appears, it must be an unusual identity.

At this time, she suddenly remembered what Feng Xue said, presumably she had already seen through its identity, so she let me keep the ghost girl.

In the silence, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, and the door was opened to open the snow. She glanced at me lightly, and said to the ghost girl in an indifferent voice, "You disturbed him to rest."

The ghost girl grimaced at her, and with a dodge she disappeared over the hanger.

Feng Xue saw that the ghost girl was gone, and turned around to leave.

"Hey." I stopped her, and she stopped and looked at me quietly, waiting for my words.

He opened his mouth and finally said, "Forget it, you are not well yet, don't work too hard, you will be exhausted, but there will be no one to help me ascend to the position of leader."

I said half-jokingly, Feng Xue nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and quietly closed the door.

Originally, I wanted to ask her what she thought of the ghost girl, but in the end I decided to forget it, because as she said herself, she has her own use. Before I was strong, all I had to do was support her ideas.

Maybe from the beginning, we just came up as a partner, even if sometimes it was so fast that I didn't even realize it. Now I remember deeply that we are partners, and without either side, we will not be able to achieve the ultimate goal.

Thinking like this, I gradually closed my eyes, and sleepiness immediately swept over me.

In a daze, a complex set of eyes suddenly projected onto me. It's like thinking, it's like deciding. Even when I was asleep, I could clearly perceive this line of sight in my consciousness.

Am I being targeted again? My subconscious? Thinking like this, the owner who wants to open his eyes and look at his gaze can't wake up.

After a faint sigh, the surroundings fell silent.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and hurriedly looked in that direction, and the empty wall was the only view in my eyes.

After a deep breath, I covered my forehead a little uncomfortably, and the pain in my head came suddenly. But even so, it doesn't make me think that the clear vision is my dream. I have no other merit than my intuition.