Laws of Spirit Recycling

"Dong dong dong." Yu Yan found that the studio door was closed and knocked a few times politely. "Wu Jiu, it's me, can you open the door?"

After waiting for a while, no one answered, and opened the door, he found that the other party was sitting by the window with an easel standing in front of Wu Jiu. Brush, looked up at Yu Yan.

"Why don't you close the window?" Saying that, Yu Yan walked inside.

"I don't like to be disturbed by people, can you just stand there and say it? I'm sorry." Wu Jiu glanced at him and said slowly.

Yu Yan, who stopped in his tracks, stood in the room, unable to enter or retreat, the orange light above his head surrounded circles of halos, and the sky quickly darkened before he noticed it.

"I want to ask you about Shao Zhiwen."

Wu Jiu thought for a while before saying, "Say it."

Yu Yan said directly: "How did Shao Zhiwen die, do you know? You didn't seem to talk about it when you met yesterday." Yesterday they were more like lovers reunited with lingering love. None of them were mentioned, which also caused Yu Yan, who was not interested in being interested, to be distracted many times.

"Why do you ask this?" Wu Jiu straightened his back slightly, showing a puzzled expression that seemed to be defensive.

"It's just a little strange." Yu Yan saw that the other party didn't want to answer, and explained: "You were not surprised when you saw that he was a spirit body, but your behavior is different from ordinary people."

The rain outside the window kept making crisp beating sounds, which seemed to be louder than before, Wu Jiu looked out at the dark rainy night, his expression gradually relaxed.

"Drowning, he died by drowning." His voice was so soft that it was almost covered by the sound of rain.

"Then you..." Yu Yan combined with similar human tragedies before, and said, "Is it because of him that he died in a car accident?"

If this is the case, things will be even more difficult.Wu Jiu died to follow another person, which means that as long as Shao Zhiwen doesn't disappear, he will never leave.

While Yu Yan was amazed by the other party's deep persistence, he secretly had a headache. He didn't want to stay in this high-rise desperation at all. The scenery on the balcony was far from satisfying his yearning for the vast nature.Although his need to solve these common grievances and entanglements is not urgent, he can't help but think about how to get Shao Zhiwen to leave the human world.

"You mean martyrdom?" Wu Jiu raised his eyebrows.

"This is what you humans say."

"No." Wu Jiu reiterated, "It's not a martyrdom."

Unexpectedly, Wu Jiu would deny it, Yu Yan didn't care whether his death was really related to Shao Zhiwen, and asked himself: "Then what will you do after you prepare, do you still want to go to him? I know the person you can't let go is Shao Zhiwen, But he..." After a slight pause, he whispered: "It seems that he didn't stay in the human world because of you."

After finishing speaking, Yu Yan observed the other party's expression, his bloodless face was dazed because of his words, outside the glass window were dots of star-like neon flickering, and the approaching raindrop marks were clearly visible.Wu Jiu raised his hand to draw left and right on the paper. There was only one lamp in the room that was convenient for painting, and under the warm and wanton soft light, the paper, the floor, and the rainy window did not have the shadow of his full dedication.In the dark night, the wind and the torrential rain, Wu Jiu looks like a lonely walker living in the world he created.

Yu Yan dialed the truth, but couldn't understand his state of mind, when he was about to leave the studio, he heard Wu Jiu speak behind him.

"What do you think I should do?" His expression seemed to ask sincerely, "Go to him, and then, continue to be beaten by him?"

Yu Yan felt that this was not a problem, and said: "As long as he returns home, he will find that his fiancée is not dead, and naturally he will not blame you anymore."

Wu Jiu smiled wryly, "As long as he goes back, he won't come back."

"Why don't you try to let go? It's very painful to like someone who doesn't like you." Of course, Yu Yan has never experienced this kind of pain, but only heard it from some undead.

"All events have two sides, and so do human emotions. Loneliness often accompanies fulfillment, pain accompanies joy, loss accompanies hope, and love accompanies hate."

Yu Yan was confused by his words, and said in a daze: "If that's the case, it's too complicated."

"Humans are inherently complex creatures." After saying this, Wu Jiu continued to paint.

"What are you painting?" Yu Yan's eyes were attracted, in fact, he wanted to go to the side to see the painting in progress as soon as he entered the door.

Suddenly, Wu Jiu's eyes flashed for a moment, "Draw...a scenery I've never seen before."

Sure enough, he is a painter. A person like me who stares at the scenery in front of him for three hours before he can sketch and draw lines is simply a trick.Yu Yan thought of the crude work that was completed in the afternoon, and reminded himself to destroy it quickly later.

Before going out, Yu Yan asked by the way: "How long will this painting take?"

"It will be finished by the day after tomorrow."

The rain didn't stop until late at night, Yu Yan and Fu Jianchi returned to the living room from the balcony, they couldn't disturb Wu Jiu, so they had to find other things to pass the time.It was supposed to turn on the TV to watch. This is a small task that Fu Jianchi once asked Yu Yan to do under certain conditions. The original intention was to read the subtitles to get familiar with Chinese characters faster. Later, I found that I could learn a sentence or two of comforting words in the process. .

But Yu Yan doesn't like watching those lengthy TV dramas and boring variety shows very much, so instead of looking for the remote control, he found a few books from another empty room and took them to the living room, and sat on the sofa with Fu Jianchi. Ben saw dawn.

Wu Jiu just came out of the studio in the morning. In his spiritual state, he didn't need rest or food. He must have painted all night last night. He didn't seem to have any burnout after rushing to work all night. In front of the sofa.

"Someone will come to my house today, please open the door for me when the time comes, I still need to finish that painting in the room." As always, Wu Jiu was standing there in the coat that looked like he was about to go out, and he looked nothing like that at the moment The owner of this home.

"Okay, who's coming?" Yu Yan changed his cross-legged posture and sat upright on the sofa.

The other party had almost entered the studio. Hearing his question, he turned around and showed an expression that didn't want to say much, and said, "You will know when you come."

Yu Yan was full of doubts, who would come at this time?And he can also inform Wu Jiu in advance...

After thinking for a while, Yu Yan had no intention of continuing to study. Yu Yan silently turned his head to look at the man sitting quietly on the other side of the sofa. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, resting his upper body on the square cushion, with one elbow resting on the armrest of the sofa, holding the book without moving. , seems to be extremely fascinated.

Suddenly, Fu Jianchi raised his eyes, and Rumo's eyes looked in his direction.

"Mr. Fu." Averting his eyes hastily, Yu Yan found a topic as if to resolve his embarrassment, "I don't want to read anymore, I'm going to write."

Fu Jianchi put down the book, watched Yu Yan sit on the carpet from his seat, took out the remaining white paper and spread it out, and began to write at the desk stroke by stroke.

He didn't have creative talent, so he took the book at hand and copied it word by word.The habit has not been changed, and it is arranged vertically from top to bottom as before, and when I put my head down, I don't care about it. When I quietly wrote two pages, Yu Yan realized that more than half of the time had passed.

While he was sharpening the pencil with the sharpener, Fu Jianchi got up and took the paper full of writing in front of him.Yu Yan stopped, waiting for the other party's evaluation.

"I wrote thirteen characters incorrectly."

Mr. Fu is still so strict.Yu Yan thought this way in his heart, and was about to humbly ask where the typos were, but before he could open his mouth, he heard the other party continue: "They are all relatively rare and complex fonts, just practice a few more times, and the rest are well written."

This evaluation is fair, after all, Yu Yan has accumulated bit by bit for more than a thousand years, and the handwriting is smooth and upright, densely covering the entire paper.But for him, the word "not bad" is already a word of praise from his boss, Yu Yan only smiled after hearing this sentence.

"Then I'll write it again." Yu Yan took the paper from Fu Jianchi like an obedient student, ready to rewrite it all.

"Ding dong—" At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Yu Yan glanced at the man on the sofa, and said, "It should be the man Wu Jiu mentioned, I'll go and open the door."

She was wearing a white shirt and a thin black knitted dress. She was dressed casually and elegantly. Her waist-length hair was tied behind her ears, revealing her beautiful facial features and smooth forehead.

"Huang Zhenzhen?" Yu Yan blurted out.

"You know me?" The woman was holding her bag in one hand, looking a little cautious, she tentatively asked, "You are Wu Jiu? It doesn't look like the one in the photo..."

"I'm not Wu Jiu." Relieved from the surprise just now, Yu Yan took out the excuse he had used countless times, and said very naturally: "I'm Wu Jiu's friend, and I'm temporarily staying at his house."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Huang Zhenzhen's tense expression eased, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, staring at Wu Jiu and said, "You probably recognized me when you saw the photo from Wu Jiu, right? I It's his teacher's girlfriend, and I came here today to ask him something."

Yu Yan asked along, "What's the matter?"

Footsteps came from behind, and Wu Jiu who also heard the doorbell was standing not far away, looking at Huang Zhenzhen at the door with complicated eyes.

"Excuse me, I want to see him in person, is he there?" Huang Zhenzhen looked past Wu Jiu and peeped in.

It seems that the other party didn't know the news of Wu Jiu's death, and came directly from Linye. In view of the special status of the other party, Yu Yan turned around and asked Wu Jiu himself with his eyes before answering.

"You said you weren't here."

Sure enough, it was the expected answer, but I don't know if the person he said would come is Huang Zhenzhen.

Yu Yan faced her and replied: "He's not at home now."