The cigarette lit up with a touch of orange, like a firefly on a summer day.

As the cigarette butts fell to the ground, Zhou Yang felt that the evening breeze in early summer was getting cooler and cooler.

There are more and more pedestrians on the road, most people can't see the sun when they get off work, the city's neon lights and street lights are all turned on, and the traffic under the building is more like fireflies, bright!

A cool breeze hit, and Zhou Yang felt too cold.

It seems that there is a faint yin aura rising from the building.

Obviously, it's not as simple as it seems.

I don't know how many cigarettes he smoked, Zhou Yang turned around and walked towards the corridor.

Before entering the hallway, he looked at the time on his phone, half past seven in the evening.

If you go down the stairs from the 38th floor, it will take a while.

"Knock!"

The only sound of his footsteps in the entire staircase passage is yo, because normal people don't even group the staircase passage.

Many of the handrails in the stairwell were in disrepair, and it was the last time that they were in disrepair, giving him a chance to escape.

After walking to the 23rd floor, which was the floor where their company was located, Zhou Yang felt that the yin qi had improved.

Then, continue to descend and walk to the 22nd floor to make it less obvious.

But when he walked to the 5th floor or so, the yin qi became thick again, and then continued to descend until he reached the first floor, and when he came to the hall, the yin qi was still there, but it was not so serious.

This illustrates a situation where there is a problem around the 5th and 23rd floors.

It's just that he hasn't figured out the problem yet.

Zhou Yang saw an uncle wearing a security guard at the front desk at the entrance of the hall, bowing his head and brushing Douyin with peace of mind.

"Uncle, long time no see!"

Zhou Yang took the initiative to hand out a Huazi.

"Young man, I haven't seen you in a few days, and I thought you quit?"

When the uncle saw Zhou Yang, he was a little surprised.

Zhou Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "I haven't resigned, but I've been traveling a lot recently!"

The uncle had a cigarette in his mouth, and Zhou Yang hurriedly lit it.

"What about your partner, are you also on a business trip?"

The uncle spat out a puff of smoke.

"Object? I don't have a partner, huh?"

Zhou Yang smiled.

"Why don't you have a partner, you worked with her in an advertising agency two months ago! Have you broken up now?"

As soon as the uncle said this, Zhou Yang smiled: "Hey, don't say it!"

Zhou Yang turned his head slightly, spit out a puff of cigarette, and his eyes were cold.

Then he turned his head to look at the uncle and said mysteriously, "Uncle, do you think there is something wrong with this building?"

"Something wrong? You found out too?"

The uncle leaned over and asked.

"Yes, I feel that there is a lot of yin here, since I worked here, my spirit has not been good, and I have asked my husband, saying that my place of work is not clean, so I want to quit!"

Zhou Yang looked distressed after speaking.

"Hey, I thought you said why didn't this building be renovated! How can there be ghosts in this world? I'm almost sixty, but I'm still a materialist."

The uncle smiled, a little mocking Zhou Yang.

"Haha, it could be that someone else scared me, oh, I forgot to bring something, and I have to go upstairs and talk back!"

"Let's talk!"

After Zhou Yang greeted the uncle, he entered the elevator and went upstairs.

Walking behind the elevator, Zhou Yang's smile gradually converged.

He knew that this uncle's problem was very big.

Because in his memory, he didn't have a girlfriend, and if he really did, then his previous memory must have been deleted by the script.

But this uncle still remembers that this can only show one situation, the uncle's strength is awesome, and the script can't be deleted and thrown into one.

Obviously, this argument does not hold water.

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Ye is not human, because in the script, all humans participate in the act, and once the actor dies, the script will delete the memories of humans in the real world related to it.

Uncle still remembers, it can only mean that he is not a human being.

Zhou Yang was behind handing over the cigarette, and keenly noticed that there was a little bit of yin qi on this uncle.

Not much, but it does have yin.

This shows that this uncle is hiding very deeply.

"Also, did I really have a girlfriend before?"

Zhou Yang asked himself this in his heart, but he couldn't remember it at all.

When he came to the floor where the company was located, Zhou Yang saw the head of the personnel department appear in front of him.

Windsor!

I knew that she was a junior actor before, but the two basically didn't communicate, and when I saw Windsor today, I found that the other party's complexion was still very poor, but now she is an intermediate actor.

Windsor naturally knew that Zhou Yang was not the boss of the company originally, and his level was lower than her before, so seeing Zhou Yang was not as restrained as others.

The two just nodded, and then passed by.

"Sister Windsor!"

Zhou Yang called out to Windsor, who was about to enter the elevator.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Windsor put his hand on the elevator entrance and stopped the elevator.

"I'll go, I have something to ask you!"

Zhou Yang pointed to the door of the company.

Windsor looked at the elevator, then retracted her hand and entered the company with Zhou Yang.

There are still employees in the company who are working overtime, and when they saw Zhou Yang coming in again, they immediately concentrated on their work.

"You're ready to get off work!"

Zhou Yang didn't want everyone to work overtime, he had experienced so many things, and he knew that how much money he made didn't actually mean anything.

Hearing Zhou Yang say this, the other employees also immediately turned off their phones and left the company.

Zhou Yang and Windsor appeared in the office.

Zhou Yang sat in an office chair, and Windsor sat across from him.

Zhou Yang looked at Windsor, and his impression of Windsor in his heart has always been very light, because the intersection between the two is very little.

Through the script square, Zhou Yang knew that Windsor had also participated in many intermediate scripts this time, and now he can be regarded as having some experience.

"I heard I used to have a girlfriend?"

The reason why Zhou Yang asked was because Neiwensor had been working in the company since the establishment of the company, and he was considered the oldest group of employees.

Windsor was a little surprised when she saw Zhou Yang, she didn't expect Zhou Yang to ask like this.

"Do you remember?"

Windsor was a little surprised and confused.

"No, but I've heard of it, so I want to ask!"

Zhou Yang retrieved his memories countless times, but he couldn't remember that he still had a girlfriend.

"I do have a girlfriend!"

There were many emotions in Windsor's eyes, and Zhou Yang saw that his scalp was numb: "It can't be you, right?"

Zhou Yang looked at Windsor in front of him, in his thirties, with a face silhouette a bit like a female star in a Korean drama, dressed like a professional woman.

"Poof!"

Windsor couldn't help laughing, her face had been bad, and at the same time, Windsor, who had a lot of sorrow, was invisibly brighter.

"Do you like sibling love?"

Windsor covered her mouth with a smile.

"I don't mind, so I do have a girlfriend?"

Zhou Yang turned the conversation around to avoid falling into embarrassment.

"There was one, but you weren't in the script at the time, so the memory should have been erased!"

Windsor nodded, confirming Zhou Yang's guess.

"Who's my girlfriend? Are you dead?"

Zhou Yang was a little curious, but only curious.