I came out of the smoky, air-conditioned room and just wanted to stand for a while. I had been blowing the cold air for too long, and although it was hot outside, it was still cold in my bones under the fiery sun.

What Ye You said to me on the night of Ye You and Cui Ziyu's engagement and his side face walked back to the horse lantern in his mind, which was even mixed with a smoky and excited face and a noisy voice.

"Do you have a good time reflecting on why people have achieved high-level ghost errands, but you are just a little Meng Po?" yes, reflection. I've always believed that both humans and ghosts will reflect when they reach a certain point where it's hard to return. "Why is it that everyone eats meat and we can only drink soup?" The smoky face suddenly appeared again.

I still can't make up my mind, the salted fish gene has always made me always doubt whether I am the real seed of Hades, watching my mother climb into the bed of Hades from a little ghost, I am afraid that when I was young, I was not an idle person, it was a lot of ghost ideas, and it stopped a little when I was old. Hades, not to mention, the story of my cheap dad when he was young is about as good as the bound book of "Yilin" last year, which is bloody and inspirational, and can forever be entrenched in the first place on the sales list of "Success Learning" shelves in Xinhua Bookstore in Difu.

Suddenly, Wei Zheng's WeChat jumped out. Our chat history is still a month ago, when we were arguing.

"Have you gone to punish the evil division? Are you still adapting? ”

"It's okay, everyone treats me well." After all, I am a leader, and I am still polite when I reply.

"I happened to come to the Punishment Division today to have a business exchange meeting, and it will be held for two days, so you can take me to eat something delicious in the evening."

I haven't seen him for a month, Wei Zheng seems to have lost weight again, and his jaw with clear edges is covered with a layer of green stubble. I'm not particularly vindictive, but it's hard to go back to the original atmosphere and laugh with him after that incident.

According to the plot of the heroine in the book I read, I should show off with Wei Zheng with a good show off with my "hundred-year plan", even if it is an empty basket, I should frame it well. But I can't keep up my spirits, and I'm still lacking interest. It was Wei Zheng who took the initiative to talk to me first.

"Is the work of the Ministry of Reincarnation easy to do?"

"That's it, it's difficult for newcomers to go anywhere, and my first task is considered a failure," I took a breath of noodles, "Fortunately, the leader of Hanyan is willing to help me get it." ”

"Is it because there are more ghosts who don't want to go because of this reincarnation choice, whether it's a ghost or a human, if you have a choice, you will make a difficulty, and you can't change it anywhere, it's better to have an abyss in front of you, and when you close your eyes and your heart is horizontal, you will jump down."

"What to say." I looked up into Wei Zheng's eyes. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today, his beautiful and smooth arm lines were exposed from the cuffs of his white shirt, and his slim trousers showed his waist without a trace of fat, which was a good skin, and it would be good without this mouth, I thought to myself, if I were still a young girl in the spring of the year, I was afraid that I would fall down under his trousers, tossing and turning for his every hurtful word, and I couldn't sleep all night.

But I Meng Xilian has been honing my position in Meng Po for three years, and it is the trivial work of a bank lobby manager in Wei Zheng's mouth that has smoothed out my temperament, polished my edges and corners, and also sharpened my girlish heart.

"Humans or ghosts always need hope to live. You tell them what they will experience tomorrow and what will happen the day after tomorrow, and you will spill out the fundamentals of the next 70 years, whether it is good or bad, no one wants to accept it. ”

"A man lives with a hope." I uttered this sentence slowly.

Wei Zheng's eyes lit up, and he slapped me on the shoulder, "Meng Xilian, you have finally opened your mind." “

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere." Wei Zheng pressed a 100 yuan banknote from Tiandi Bank under the noodle bowl, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth wildly, grabbed my hand, pushed me into the passenger seat of his car, and drove out with one foot on the accelerator.