Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

At this moment, it appeared so suddenly and without warning... It actually made his nose a little sour.

"Impossible..." He heard his voice trembling: "That person is already dead!"

Cheng Moxun looked at his excited expression, and suddenly felt all the words choked in his throat: "Uh..."

"Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, but, but..." Shan Ze's shoulders were trembling: "He's dead, dead, isn't he!"

There seems to be some kind of emotion hidden in these words.

Cheng Moxun blinked suspiciously, she saw Shan Ze lower his head, his lips kept opening and closing, but no sound came out.

She squatted down slightly, looking at the reddened eye sockets of Shan Ze, and the repeated lip shapes, obviously saying the words "already dead".

"Shan Ze." Cheng Moxun came up with an idea from the bottom of her heart for no reason, and she boldly asked with some tentativeness: "Actually, you don't want your brother to die, do you?"

Shan Ze didn't answer, he was still using his lips mechanically, repeating something silently.

"What if I tell you that he's not dead yet?" Cheng Moxun continued, his eyes fixed on Shan Ze's face.

Whether it's Shan Bo or Shan Ze, their looks are very beautiful when viewed up close, especially this kind of expression that looks like weeping, which becomes more and more beautiful the more you look at it.

"Uh..." Faced with Shan Ze who suddenly raised his eyes, Cheng Moxun scolded himself in his heart for being worthless, but at this moment he still had the leisure to admire the boy's appearance.

In the next second, Shan Ze had already grabbed her shoulders: "You said he's not dead?"

Cheng Moxun was startled by this sudden movement, and immediately reacted, so he nodded sharply: "He's alive...uh, not very well, but he's not dead yet."

"How could it be!" Shan Ze's eyes were wide open, and bloodshot eyes could even be seen.

He let go of Cheng Moxun, took a few steps back at a loss, and almost fell to the ground by accident: "Everyone told me that he..."

"Everyone?" Now it was Cheng Moxun's turn to question: "How many people know about your brother's existence?"

Shan Ze frowned, shaking his head hesitantly: "Not much..."

"Also, I'm sorry to tell you." Cheng Moxun recalled Shan Bo's weak smile, and Mo Yimo's powerlessness, so he could only sigh faintly: "He's not dead, but he won't live long. "

Shan Ze's extremely shocked expression suddenly became stunned and dazed.

The only thing I can do now is to convey what Shan Bo wants to say to Shan Ze!
"He asked me to tell you," Cheng Moxun lowered his eyelids slightly, trying to recall Shan Po's tone in the dream: "He doesn't hate you. All these years, never."

Unexpectedly, after Shan Ze heard this sentence, his reaction was a little dull, and his performance was not as intense as before.

He walked to the single sofa step by step, and fell into the sofa as if he had lost all his strength: "Didn't you become a vegetable..."

Recalling all the situations mentioned by Shan Ze, Cheng Moxun sighed again: "He has always been very clear about what he is doing."

As night fell, a goose-yellow figure appeared at the entrance of the theater hall.

She was soaking wet, and although a broken cardboard box was placed on her head, it was obviously not helping.

"Where did the little beggar come from?" The security guard who was on duty at the door today was a young man. Seeing such a distressed figure appearing at the door, his first reaction was to drive him away.

"Bang!" The rain-soaked cardboard box was thrown to the ground with a rather dull sound.

"What's going on! Let's go..." The security guard waved his hands impatiently. Although he noticed the pretty little face in front of him, he looked nervous, which made people dare not let down their vigilance.

"Let me in." The lips, slightly purple from the cold, opened and closed slightly, making a somewhat surprising sound.

The security guard froze for a moment, and just wanted to forcefully drive the person in front of him away, but when he met those strange eyes, he seemed to be frozen in place and did not move at all.

"Hiss—" Blown by the cold wind blowing into the hall, the goose-yellow figure shivered violently.

She bent over and hugged herself tightly, and trot along the wall, as if not being noticed by anyone, ran straight to the entrance of the staff passageway at the end of the corridor on the first floor.

"Squeak—" The entrance door made a harsh and unpleasant sharp sound.

At the same time, a security guard at the door who had been stiff for a long time suddenly fell to the ground.

He got up in surprise, looked left and right with a blank face, obviously not knowing what happened.

"I'm going to see him." Shan Ze ripped off the T-shirt on his body, then grabbed the coat that was draped over the back of the sofa, and quickly put it on.

Before Cheng Moxun could stop him, he saw that he had already reached the door of the lounge.

The door opened, and Shan Zemai was about to go out, but after seeing the figure standing outside the door, his body froze instantly.

"Where are you going?" Liu Yanxia smoked a cigarette, looking at his attire suspiciously: "Will you wear this for the next scene?"

"I want to go back." Shan Ze's hand holding the doorknob was shaking.

"Where are you going?" Liu Yanxia frowned, and at the same time looked past Shan Ze, and saw Cheng Moxun who was at a loss in the lounge: "Who is she?"

Shan Ze clenched the doorknob, feeling a little sweaty in his palm: "I know everything!"

Liu Yanxia stopped for a second when she used her fingers to pinch the cigarette.

He raised his chin slightly, and his tone was tentative and faintly dangerous: "Got it, what?"

Seeing this, a scruple flashed across Shan Ze's face.

But he didn't hesitate much, just took a deep breath secretly, and then shouted loudly: "He's still alive!"

"Crack!" Shan Ze was suddenly pushed back into the lounge vigorously, and fell heavily to the ground.

Cheng Moxun was startled, and hurried forward to help him up, while looking at Liu Yanxia who also entered the room with some precautions.

"Boy, I'm so courageous." Liu Yanxia closed the door behind her backhand, then sandwiched the cigarette between her index finger and middle finger, and lightly dusted the ash.

"I don't care anymore." Shan Ze broke free from Cheng Moxun's support, and bravely took a step forward: "No matter what, I want to see him."

"The only ones who know that he is still alive are me and your father." Liu Yanxia took a sharp puff of the cigarette, then threw the sparking cigarette butt on the ground, looked down, and crushed it with his feet.

Shan Ze sneered: "No, as long as you are lying, it will be known to others sooner or later."

"For example, is that the girl behind you?" Liu Yanxia raised her head and locked her eyes on Cheng Moxun: "This is a new face... Aze, why don't you introduce me?"

"There's nothing to introduce." Shan Ze said in an unhappy tone.

In fact, he didn't know at all, who was this woman who told him all the truth and who could tell the past life of him and his brother as if he had seen it with his own eyes?
"Well, it doesn't matter, I still have some impressions." Liu Yanxia narrowed his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face full of vicissitudes: "A while ago, the one who was rumored to come back from the dead is you, right? "

The second half of the sentence was obviously addressed to Cheng Moxun.

It's just a fight to become famous...

Cheng Moxun couldn't help but want to hold his forehead, feeling that a certain nerve was being torn apart there, which was quite painful.

As for Shan Ze, after hearing the words "resurrected from the dead", he couldn't help looking back at Cheng Moxun in surprise, trying to seek negation.

But looking at the helpless expression on Cheng Moxun's face...it doesn't seem like he would deny it.

"It seems that I'm right." Liu Yanxia raised her eyebrows: "So, the rumors may be true? Since you can come back from the dead, knowing that Xiao Bo is still alive is nothing unusual. gone."

Unfortunately, the strange uncle was hit by one by one.

Cheng Moxun nodded helplessly at Shang Danze's wide-eyed and questioning expression.

"Interesting." After all, the matters involved between the two parties are beyond the scope of ordinary people's comprehension, so Liu Yanxia was very calm: "Why did you come here to tell Aze about this?"

"Shan Bo has something to tell him." Cheng Moxun replied.

"Then? Tell him the truth by the way?" Liu Yanxia took out the crumpled cigarette case from the pocket of the windbreaker, shook it twice, and then held it in her hand, as if she didn't intend to take out the cigarette.

"You guys have always made a mistake." Cheng Moxun glanced at Shan Ze, who was turning sideways, hesitating whether to say that he was the latter in a blessing and a disaster.

"It doesn't matter if you make a mistake." Unexpectedly, Liu Yanxia didn't want to know the specific situation, so he turned his gaze back to Shan Ze: "Now, you are the only person of value."

"I just want to see him." Shan Ze frowned: "You can't stop me!"

"Actually, I can do it." Liu Yanxia finally took out a cigarette, he stuffed the cigarette case back into his pocket, and then fumbled for the lighter: "Have you ever thought that if you leave now, he might die immediately? "

What does it mean?
Cheng Moxun only saw that Shan Ze froze in place because of these words.

She couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Why?"

"Heh... If he finds out that Aze left without permission, his father will not use all means to destroy the reason for his distraction." Liu Yanxia lit a cigarette comfortably, but only caught it between his fingers .

Shan Ze raised his hand to cover his face in distress, and his voice came out from between his fingers: "I'll find a way..."

"Don't think about it." Liu Yanxia did not hesitate to make him despair: "You still want to escape from your father's monitoring?"

Shan Ze fell into silence.

Seeing this, Cheng Moxun didn't know what to do for a while.

She has already delivered the words that should be conveyed, and the rest can only watch Shan Bo die.

The ending is already doomed, maybe the brothers meeting can make it seem a little warmer.

"Bang!" The door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The three people in the room were startled, and they all looked towards the door in astonishment.

Cheng Moxun was the first to see the person coming. The moment his head came to his senses, his mouth subconsciously called out: "Yuanyuan?"