The weather was unexpectedly better after a week of rain, but Ye Weishuang did not feel happy at all, on the contrary, as soon as the weather was good, he would inevitably have to clean the housekeeper's house for the landlady, and he would be happy with her habitual scolding.

"Huh-" When Ye Weishuang's bell rang, it really gave him a headache, and this special ringtone meant that he was in trouble.

"Miss......"

"Where did you die?!Don't think that you can skip work twice in three days if you get mixed up in my house and become a helper!How many times have you read it now!You are a pig's head......" More fiery than the landlady's voice came from the other end of the mobile phone, Ye Weishuang took the microphone away and read it, and carefully listened to whether there was an implicit tone in her roar to let him do things, if he accidentally ignored it, he would definitely not be able to eat and walk around. Poverty to a certain extent, he barely managed to get a Nokia a hundred years ago, and this fee was still paid by the eldest lady in order to be able to supervise him at any time.

"You little ghost, one day I want you to look good!" The other party didn't know where to provoke a temper, and viciously put down the phone. Ye Weishuang looked at the old watch, there was a second hand missing on the dial, he fell off once, and now the second hand is lying "6" there, and from time to time it will slide up with the swing of his hand to interfere with the hour and minute hands.

It was only 4 a.m. reading.

Ye Weishuang sighed, revealing a worry that was completely inconsistent with his age. He tidied up and wore his big blue shirt. It's not himself, it's the only thing he left behind when he left his uncle. He looked at the cracked window pane to see if his image had crossed Miss Anyu's bottom line—it was easy, because it was completely dark outside—and then took the key and hurried out the door.

This 16-year-old boy has been living a lonely life.

When he arrived at the villa of at least three hundred square meters, he checked the window again to see if he was embarrassed, and then stepped forward and pressed the doorbell, and a melodious bell rang from inside the house, and it didn't take long for a maid to come out. Seeing that it was Weishuang, she didn't have the extra mood to take care of the stunted thin child, impatiently let him in, and then threw the rag in her hand to him. "You're just in time to wipe down the shelves in the study. "Ye Weishuang was originally a cleaner, because he was not old, he has been working for the kind of private underground cleaning company. If you want to say that the work will not be done here, it was an accident that went to the wrong community, and it ended up here. It turned out that he still thought, no matter how he would never receive such a large residential bill, who knows that the doorkeeper doesn't care which company he is, as long as he can clean it. Ye Weishuang also learned later that the maid was also lazy, and when her master came back, he found that the work was not done, so he called. When signing the list, the maid realized that she had made the wrong person, but she was in a hurry, so she simply signed the list in his hand with Ye Weishuang.

Ye Weishuang didn't go to school well, and he didn't say anything about his work, he had done it in all walks of life, and he was very good at doing things. The maid felt satisfied afterwards, so she always asked Ye Weishuang to do it, and then she simply asked him to come once a day. When Miss An Yu finally found out, she took the opportunity to introduce Ye Weishuang in, which was actually convenient for her to be lazy.

Ye Weishuang grabbed the rag unintentionally, took three steps and ran into the villa. This house, I'm afraid he knows more about its structure than the eldest lady who has a temper and speaks of it.

On August 24, his helpless 17th birthday looks like he is going to wipe the bookshelf.

[It's really pitiful, do you want me to help?] A voice that was not too unfamiliar to Ye Weishuang came from behind him, he turned his head slightly, smiled and said: "No need, if I finish it in advance, there are still troublesome things waiting for me, I don't want to run out at night to clean up the kennel at night." ”

The voice floated above him: [Birthday music.] ］

The corners of Ye Weishuang's mouth rose in a big arc this time, and he raised his head to look at the translucent figure that was shyly looking at him on the floating bookcase. If anyone could see it, they might pass out. The thing said a little confused: [Because you paid tribute to my death last time...... ］

"Thank you. Ye Weishuang's heart was very warm.

"Ye Weishuang, you're lazy again!" the maid's voice exploded from the doorway, and at the same time, she exclaimed, frightened by a mouse crawling up her heels. "Mouse!

"Oh my God!" Ye Weishuang hurriedly rushed up, holding the coffee table that was knocked down by the maid in a hurry, and then glared at the gray squirrel who peeked out of the maid's sleeve, and gave a warning look. The gray squirrel scurried down the maid's body and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Ye Weishuang! How can there be rats in this room!

Ye Weishuang's eyes fluttered. It's hard to say that he can talk to animals, plants, and non-living beings like spirits, so I guess they are so pitiful that he secretly put them in this villa with strong protection.

As expected, the maid scolded him all morning, so that he did not know how to curse the rats that had caused him to be punished. Whatever he knows, it's revenge for him.

"When-when-when-" There was a very retro clock in the hall, and it was very spiritual, and the maid said that the bell was brought by Miss An Yu from her English grandfather's ancestral house, and it was from the seventeenth century. The bell rang twelve times unhurriedly, and Ye Weishuang's heart skipped a beat. The moment he finished the twelfth knock, he said to himself in his heart: "Happy birthday, Ye Weishuang." It seemed that immediately following his words, the air around him suddenly dropped a few degrees, making people feel a little chill in the middle of the night.

A blurry fragment suddenly flashed in front of my eyes. This situation is not new to him. He hallucinates often, only this time clearer than any time before. He carefully wanted to see the vision in front of him, but he could only faintly see an old man in white who looked like a fairy, wearing ancient clothes, holding the dust in his hand, stepping on the clouds. He was startled, and this time he cut off the image, and thus heard the maid curse in her ear.

Ye Weishuang felt with his unusual premonition: it seemed to be ...... Something is going to happen. --2+13791099-->