every soul loves you

"Did the ghost find you?" the younger generation asked at the beginning.

The messenger looked puzzled at first, but the ghost's words suddenly rushed into his mind.

—— "I'm going to ask your younger generation what you like, just to please you!"

When I think about it now, my heart still feels like it has been hit by a huge wave, because the roar of the ghost is too loud.

"Hmm... yes." The messenger did not deny it.

"Is the ghost chasing you?" The younger generation didn't give the messenger time to answer, and then enviously said, "It must be, he came to the teahouse to look for you every day when I was on duty, and invited me to drink coffee, and asked me about your hobbies , I couldn’t believe it before, ghosts are such easy-going people, they really can’t be judged by appearances.” The younger generation felt that the words used were not appropriate, and hurriedly changed their words, “Ah, I’m not saying that ghosts are not handsome, it’s just that they are handsome. It feels too...too oppressive and aggressive, and it's hard to get close at first sight."

The messenger was taken aback for a moment, oppressive and aggressive?

If he had heard these two words a month ago, he would have felt that they were not enough descriptions. From the first day the ghosts came to find fault, the messenger has been living in his shadow. Although he is the same height, he always feels defeated in terms of momentum. Fortunately, he disguised himself very well, and his "reciprocity" with that person's lips was a tie.

From the day when He Shunzai was killed, the ghosts began to subvert the messenger's perception of him. After living together, the messenger found out—fuck, the wool is oppressive and aggressive!

It's just a fried hair...Gong!

The messenger thought about this, and then smiled, "Actually, he is such a difficult person, with a very weird temper. He will yell at you when he is happy for a while, and he will go to the sky one second, and he will be in the next second." Lying dead on the bed, out of shape all day long."

The junior was surprised, "Senior, are you together?"

It was only then that the envoy discovered that the word "bed" in what he said just now had leaked the secret.

The messenger quickly denied, "No, I just rented his house."

The younger generation was even more surprised, "Then senior, do you know that he likes you? Did he..."

pit.Mongolian.abduct.cheat.up.

At this time, the younger generation is worried that what they tell the ghost will harm the envoy. If the ghost has any unruly intentions, then what will the senior do with 55555 Senior, I didn't mean it.

Messenger black thread.

Simple seems to be no longer a compliment, huh?

But what made him even more embarrassed was that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Say you know or don't know.

If you know it, it's not the same as admitting that you live in it to fall in love with ghosts.

Although that's the way it is right ↑.

If he chooses not to know, then now he knows, should he be exaggerated in front of the younger generation, shouting——ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ?Wait, he didn't deny it just now.

So the messenger replied: "I don't know... I know."

Junior: "..."

messenger:"……"

"Emissary!"

Suddenly, a moderate cry came from behind the rockery.

A man came out, with his hands in his pockets, but when he saw the messenger, he stretched out a hand and waved at him.

The venue for the meeting of the envoys was on a secluded lawn in the park, at one o'clock in the afternoon, when there were fewer people.

The messengers of hell all wore hats before and after the meeting, and the messenger and the younger generation were no exception. Therefore, after hearing the call, the first reaction of the messenger was to see if anyone was looking at the man waving to the air.

Sure enough, people looked strangely at the ghost.

On the contrary, the younger generation was more knowledgeable, and when they saw the ghost, they said goodbye to the messenger, "Senior, I have other things to do, so let's go first."

"Together……"

Before he finished speaking, the younger generation had turned into black smoke and disappeared.

This meeting lasted for more than half an hour, and it is less than two o'clock now.

The emissary will now take a nap if not at work.

If he goes to work, he will also feel sleepy at this point.

The emissary habitually folded his arms to examine the approaching ghosts step by step. He was wearing a light gray windbreaker and put both hands in his pockets when he walked. Fast and steady, at this moment there was a bright smile on his face, and the warm sunshine shone from the corners of his eyes.

The messenger wears a hat, so he doesn't care about other people's eyes, but what's interesting is that the ghost doesn't mind those probing gazes at all. The messenger held out his hand.

The messenger stopped him with a finger when he reached out, "Stop."

The ghost retracted his hands to his chest in time.

"Why are you here?" the messenger asked.

"Passing by, ha ha, passing by." The ghost replied.

The messenger snorted, expressing his disbelief, "Where are you going to pass by?"

The ghost was not convinced, "Then can I go to the park?"

He quibbles with his mouth, but secretly thinks in his heart, my lord has successfully practiced invisibility today and has been with you for a whole day hahaha.

"I heard it." The messenger's brows were frowned.

The ghost stopped for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, "So what if I hear that, what's wrong with me protecting the person I like!"

What's wrong with me protecting the person I like!

The envoy's body froze because of these words, and his arms slowly spread apart. He looked at the ghost with complicated eyes.

It's okay, it's fine, it's fine, but I don't know why, I just can't help but want to... want to cry.

Now the ghost realized what he had just done, he kept talking into the air, like a psychopath!

The ghost shrank quickly and covered his mouth, only then did he see how surprised the people around him were.

The messenger hurriedly looked away, turned around and left.

The ghost slapped himself on the head, knowing that he had said something wrong again.

With this slap on the head, the onlookers all understood the reason why this person was speaking into the air, and consciously gave him an open space.

The ghost chased the messenger and communicated with his heart.

"Hey, am I wrong again?"

The messenger walked faster and faster, but there was no answer.

"I just don't follow from now on!" The ghost became a little impatient without realizing it.

The messenger suddenly stopped, and the ghost also stopped.

The messenger calmly explained, "It's not that you're wrong, it's that I'm sleepy and want to go back to sleep quickly."

"Ah?" Although the ghost was a little suspicious, he didn't want to be angry. He was relieved, and following what the messenger said, the two seemed to be one step closer?Can I act with him in normal times?

"That's all." The messenger stared into the ghost's eyes and emphasized again.

"Okay, then...then let's go through any door." The ghost stretched out a hand, grabbed it in the air, winked at the messenger, and said.

Seeing his actions, the messenger couldn't help laughing when he thought of the sense of oppression that the younger generation mentioned.

Within a month, the frightening Lord Ghost fell from the altar.

"What are you laughing at?" the ghost asked.

"Ah, nothing, let's go." The messenger happily agreed.

The fingers were still intertwined, and the ghost took the messenger's hand with ease. The messenger didn't resist this time, but blushed slightly when holding hands.

The ghost stared at it for a while, and then stopped looking at it. It was afraid of making the messenger resist, so it just laughed in its heart.

When the messenger returned home, he put the ghost aside and went into the bedroom.

He didn't sleep, that was just an excuse.

Poor excuses, superb acting, and, unwitting ghosts.

The emissary took out the record written to Li Hyuk from the drawer, and continued to write:

"Li Hyuk, why did you cry when you saw a ghost a month ago?"

Although, getting Lee Hyuk's answer is almost impossible.

☆, do not like

The ghost and the messenger have been living together for two weeks. The ghost follows the principle of "take your time" and does not act too aggressively. His favorite thing to do is to watch the messenger when he is watching dog-blood dramas, because that Sometimes the messenger's attention is completely focused on the plot, and he will not notice him.

The emissary's emotions are much calmer than that of the ghost, but the ghost found that although the emissary is not overjoyed or sad, his micro-expressions are extremely rich, and it is the same when watching TV. The ups and downs of the heart are all reflected on the face.

When the plot is tense, he bites his lip, when the characters are angry, he clenches his teeth and clenches his fists, when the truth comes out, he opens his mouth and whispers, and when the protagonist takes revenge, the corners of his mouth sink into his cheeks with satisfaction.

Moreover, when the envoy was engrossed, his eyes hardly blinked, and occasionally he would playfully touch his lips with his tongue.

There is a decorative bookcase on the stairs leading to the second floor, and the ghost is sitting on it, holding a book in his hand that he has been holding for a whole night without knowing the title, aiming at the messenger.

The messenger is never distracted when doing things, so ghosts are not considered sneak peeps.

The ghost also discovered that when the messenger sees the exciting part, his eyes are tightly grasping the plot, his mouth will open slightly unconsciously, and two white teeth will be exposed. Matching the red lips, it is cute and... alluring .

That night, the ghost took a box of yogurt and a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, handed the yogurt to the messenger, and asked, "Choose bean sprouts or watch TV?"

The messenger poked the straw into the yogurt box, and the ghost watched his hand movements, invincible, the lines of his hands are so beautiful.

"Watching a play."

The ghost turned on the TV for the messenger.

After that, the two drank their own drinks and sat in their chairs to watch TV dramas.

Hey, the TV series is not as good as the envoy. After a while, he will be enough to watch the ghosts. While holding up the bottle to drink, he finds an opportunity to look at the envoy. We can hold hands now!

Thinking of his words, "It's not your fault," the ghost was in a great mood, so he went to get another bottle of beer.

The messenger bit the straw and stared at the TV. The ghost watched the messenger's throat roll and roll, and his own throat seemed to follow the same rhythm, um...

"Puff—cough cough...cough cough cough cough."

The ghost almost got the wine up its nose.

The envoy seemed to be enjoying himself, but was suddenly interrupted by a cough. He twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little annoyed. What are the ghosts doing again?

"What's wrong, choked on saliva?"

"Cough cough cough cough... wine... cough cough cough cough." The ghost was so choked that it was difficult to speak.

The messenger sneered, "The thousand-year-old ghost choked to death on wine, that's great."

He spoke mercilessly like this, but the messenger still got up lazily and went to pat the ghost on the back, not lightly or heavily, once and for all.

The ghost's cough gradually calmed down, but his breathing became more chaotic than before.

Seeing that he was all right, the messenger asked, "Okay, I'm going to watch TV."

He failed to walk, his arms were surrounded by the familiar heat.

The messenger looked at the ghost in bewilderment.

"Ah... Shi." The ghost was a little dizzy from the two bottles of beer at this time, his eyes were glistening, and the messenger felt that he probably choked the wine into his eyes just now.

"Ok?"

"Can I hug you?" The ghost was not drunk, but he used the wine to strengthen his courage.

"No." The messenger refused without thinking.

"Can I kiss you?" the ghost asked again.

"No."

"Oh." The ghost groaned in a daze, but didn't let go.

"Isn't your capacity for drinking too bad?" The envoy asked, looking at the only two empty wine bottles on the table.

"Mmmmmmmmmm." The ghost grabbed the messenger's arm, squinted his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

The messenger snorted contemptuously, "Okay, you can go to bed now."

"Ashi, do you want to sleep with me?" the ghost asked half-understanding.

Upon hearing this, the envoy quickly shook off the ghost, "Get out of here."

"West Building!"

The emissary tried hard to shake the ghost away, but the man failed and pulled him off the chair instead.

The messenger said helplessly, "Are you chewing gum?"

"Yes, I am your Yida."

messenger:"……"

The ghost sat on the ground and raised his head and asked, "Ashi, do you like me? If you say you don't like me, I'll let you go."

The messenger immediately said, "I don't like it."

The ghost smiled, not at all disappointed after being denied, but the kind of satisfied smile after finding the treasure after meeting the secret code.

He didn't let go.

"You, you, I already know, if you say you don't like it, you like it."

The messenger turned his head away from the ghost, and muttered in a low voice, "Then you still ask."

After the messenger finished speaking, he seemed to be taken aback by himself.

How did you say it?

Ah, I drank yogurt, so why did my face burn.

He said "no need", "no", "no need" to the ghost many times, and this time "don't like it."

Dependence is the habit of the cowardly, and the word weakness is the definition he tries to get rid of.

The messenger never expected anyone to be emotional or even affectionate to him, never thought that he could be liked or even favored by others.

They are sinners.

A person like him who has become a hell messenger but is still afraid of the dark and ghosts.

definitely is.

crime.big.evil.pole.

He does not depend on others because he is not qualified.

So, is it really okay to be loved?

Is it right to move to the ghost house?

Like what I said just now, it must have been an impulsive decision.

There are still so many questions... just said that.

The messenger closed his eyes, his head seemed to be slightly swollen from thinking of so many unsolvable propositions.

The ghost raised his head and laughed at the light. Because of the light, the expression on the messenger's face was unclear, but he knew that those two small teeth might be exposed again.

"Ashi..." the ghost called out softly, but he exerted strength in his palm. He didn't use much strength, and the messenger was dragged to the ground by him, and he held him in his arms.

"Ah—" the emissary exclaimed softly, he wanted to break free, but the strength of the ghost was not something ordinary people could resist.

The ghost's legs moved a few times, and the messenger sat on the ghost's legs without any mistakes, and the distance between the two was quite close.

The ghost held the messenger's shoulder with one hand, and held the cold hand of the messenger with the other.

He held it so tightly that the messenger could feel the cocoons on his hands. He was already very familiar with the hands of ghosts. The cocoons on them had an unforgettable hardness, which was the trace accumulated over the years.

The ghost noticed that the messenger's body was trembling slightly.

It's really not Li Hyuk who is timid.

The ghost comforted him, "As for what, I won't eat you again."

The messenger glared at him full of resentment, and suddenly asked in his heart, "Who are you, ghost?"

"Do you want to understand me?" The ghost looked into the messenger's eyes, which seemed to be twinkling with stars, and he responded with his inner words.

"Hmm..." The envoy nodded seriously.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything, my." The ghost thought about his words, and said, "This life."

"Okay." The messenger replied in a normal way.

He gently opened his lips, and those alluring peach-colored lips were swaying in front of the ghost's eyes.

"Envoy..." The ghost called again, in a softer and softer tone than before, like a puff of fragrant mist, entering the envoy's ears.

The messenger had a premonition, "You want to..."

"Don't be afraid, I don't do anything bad, I just want...to kiss your teeth."

☆, peony

The ghost snapped its fingers, and all the lights in the living room went out, even the TV turned off by itself.

All the light sources made by electricity in the whole house were extinguished, and all that was left were candles scattered throughout the room.

The candles placed on the glass plate in the dining room are the most concentrated light source. Besides there, there are also candles on the bookcase, on the coffee table next to the TV, in the kitchen, and on the stairs. The ghost has used some magic to conjure more candles. Candle.

These candles of different colors, sizes, fat and thin are all burning quietly, exuding a harmonious light.

Even Lan Huo in front of the ghost became quiet, wrapping around the two of them gently.

In such a dark and warm atmosphere, the ghost said to the messenger, "I just want...to kiss your teeth."

The ghost pinches the messenger's handsome chin.

The messenger didn't dare to move. He felt that the palm held by the ghost was already sweating, and his whole body was so nervous that he was about to explode.

tick tock tick tock...

The sound of the watch moving is infinitely amplified.

tick tock tick tock...

The ghost's body leaned forward, causing the messenger's mind to go blank.

"You can't." Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"what?"

"Be loved."

thump—

"what!"

Contrary to what was expected, what the ghost wanted was the messenger's kiss, but in the end... what he got was a heavy punch, which was still in the face.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost who was punched unexpectedly was stunned.

What kissed my teeth, and I was about to have my teeth knocked out!Almost broke my neck!

The ghost could see the stars when he turned his head, and he thought to himself, why the blow was so heavy, and his body was so stable when he turned his head. It was only later that he realized that he was already lying on the floor.

Oh I got it.

When he lay down and looked at the messenger, he had double images.

"Hello..." The ghost wasn't sure if he had uttered this sound.

The "messenger" knelt down and looked at the dying man on the ground, "Didn't you get a kiss? Did you?"

The ghost thought to himself, damn it, it's Li He again.

"Are you scolding me? Do you want to hit me? Get up." Li Hyuk challenged.

The ghost propped himself up on the floor and shook his head.

"I really want to take this opportunity to punch again." Li He looked at the ghost and said with a smile.

The ghost wanted to punch back even more at this moment, and the muscles on his face kept beating with anger when he regained his sanity.

But he was absolutely reluctant to touch the messenger's face.

The messenger was originally fair and handsome, and looked weak and weak. Later, the ghost knew about his symptoms when he changed his personality and his easy-going and forceful personality. .

The ghost clenched its back teeth, trying to burn Li Hyuk's personality with the anger in his eyes.

"Don't dare to fight, for fear of breaking it? Hahaha, Ah Shi, please don't come out again, then I can unscrupulously...beat up ghosts." At the end, Li He's eyes flashed coldly.

The ghost had a serious look on his face and asked, "How did you come out?"

"The envoy doesn't want to be kissed by you." The envoy stood up and said indifferently.

The ghost heheed twice, then got up, stared at Li Hedao, with a triumphant smile on his face, and said, "Actually, I have already kissed you just now."

Li He's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "Impossible, I told him everything!"

Goblin gets to the point, "What did you tell him?!"

"As a sinner, you can't be loved." Li He and the ghost looked at each other, and after coldly dropping these words, he turned around, wiped his mouth, and walked to the bathroom.

The ghost was startled by Li He's words.

Is this the person the messenger imagined to protect him?

Li Hyuk wiped the mirror covered with water vapor with his hand.

After wiping, the person in the photo was still blurred, but the messenger's red lips were very conspicuous in the mirror.

Li He touched his lips, and said to himself, "It's all your fault for looking like this."

He thought of that tattoo again, "I also have a flower tattoo on my body, although I also like peonies, but... tsk, my skin is so white."

After looking in the mirror, Li Hyuk walked out carelessly.

The ghost is sitting in the living room staring at the bathroom door. It seems that after invisibility, it is really necessary to practice clairvoyance.

He stared and stared, and it turned out that such an "messenger" came out, with his upper body naked and a bath towel casually tied around his hips, completely devoid of his usual restraint.

The ghost was dumbfounded.

"What are you looking at, be careful of the eye of a needle." Li He glared at the ghost and said.

"You...don't be like this, the envoy will be cold." Facing such an envoy, the ghost's aura weakened, and he turned his eyes away.

"Now, I am the emissary of hell, and I have the final say." The emissary took a can of beer from the refrigerator and looked to the side again, "Yogurt? Not bad, is it thoughtful?"

The ghost re-examined the messenger's back. He looked stronger with the clothes off than with the clothes on. Although his arms were thin, the muscles were strong, the shoulder blades were slightly protruding, and the lines from the spine to the messenger's arms moved up and down. It is as gentle as a gentle slope between two hills.

Waist, thin, without a little fat.

Calf, straight, long, white...

ankle……

The ghost remembered the feeling when he held the messenger's ankle that day, it was extremely thin, and his hands were full of muscles and bones.

Uh... what is he thinking, this is Li Hyuk, not Ah Shi's body...it's strange.

At this time, the tattoo on the back of the messenger's neck was completely exposed. Because the ghost was far away, it could only be judged from the shape of a flower, but it didn't know what it was.

"What's the tattoo on your neck?" asked the ghost.

"Paeonia." The messenger pulled the beer ring.

"Did you tattoo him?"

"Hmph, is it possible?" The messenger took a sip of wine and went into the bedroom.

The ghost wondered, could it be that the messenger tattooed it himself?

"Hey, that..." The ghost hurriedly asked him a question, and followed Li He into the messenger's room.

After entering.

hula.

look at each other.

silence.

break out.

……

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The shouts of the two people were mixed together.

"You rascal!" The messenger covered it with his hand, and quickly picked up the bath towel that fell on the ground.

The ghost hurriedly covered his face and turned around, "Coincidence, pure coincidence!"

"Of course I came in to get dressed, coincidentally your sister!"

The ghost still faced the wall and said, "Misunderstanding..."

"Get out!"

The ghost said in a muffled voice, "I still have questions to ask."

"I'll talk about it after I get dressed, get out!"

Before Li Hyuk said to get out, the ghost consciously turned into blue smoke and got out.

Only then did the ghost feel his face hurt. He touched the left side of his face, and it was terrible, his face was swollen and disfigured.

This guy Li He is too ruthless, I miss the soft and cute messenger T_T

When Li Hera opened the door, he saw a ghost standing at the door.

"What's the problem?" he asked.

"There is no danger this time, why did you come out?" The ghost's swollen face looked a little funny with a serious expression.

Li He snorted and said, "Don't you understand? I am the split personality of the messenger. What I think is what he thinks, and what I do is what he makes me do! As for why I came out, you You should ask him, not me."

The ghost felt ashamed because of Li Hyuk's words, he said he liked the messenger, but he never cared about his illness.

When did he become like this, what is the reason, whether he really accepts it in his heart except for the headache, how can he be cured...

He didn't ask any questions.

He remembered asking the messenger, "Aren't you afraid?"

The Messenger replied, "Not afraid."

At that time, he was lying or telling the truth.

The messenger pushed away the ghost and walked towards the door.

"Are you not sleeping."

"Well, I never sleep at night, and I'm not the sleepy god."

The author has something to say: the emotional line of ghosts is quite clear.

The messenger's feelings can be seen from the psychological changes:

Afraid of ghosts, hated ghosts - after being rescued (he admits it in his mouth and heart) found that ghosts are cute - well, it seems not so annoying (he will make the messenger happy) - like ghosts

After falling in love with ghosts, the messenger's lines (including os) changes:

Chapter 13: "I didn't rent your house."

Chapter 14: "Don't call me so friendly, we don't know each other well."

Chapter 16: "I just rented your house."

"You can love, but you can't have dependence."

Chapter 17: (began to doubt himself) So, is it really okay to be loved?Is it right to move to the ghost house?

Chapter 18: Being loved, no.

Starting from chapter 17, the messenger began to struggle, so why did he struggle?Didn't everyone decide to fall in love with each other before?In order to solve this problem, Brother He went online.

However, it seems that it has become a bit blackened. (?_??)】

☆, 20

flyover.

Winter, morning.

Vendors selling all kinds of gadgets occupied one side of the road, and one of them was a slightly hunchbacked old woman.

She has gray hair, a long and narrow face, and her face is covered with wrinkles. She looks more than 80 years old.

The old man did not have a loudspeaker in front of him, and he did not sell himself. He just sat and stood quietly in front of the booth, and occasionally cleaned up the handicrafts in front of him.

People passing by must have the impression that "she is really old, she doesn't even know how to attract people's attention, she shouldn't do this kind of thing anymore".

It was working time at this time, and people were in a hurry, even if they wanted to buy her things, they didn't have time.

The old man looked up at the passing crowd, then lowered his head to look at the jewelry in front of him.

If people looked at her when she looked up, they would find something strange about the old man, but they couldn't tell for a while.

If they really found out, they might be terrified, because although this old man has an old face, he has a pair of young girl's eyes. His eyes are piercing, like two living springs. There is no such thing as an 80 year old. cloudy and tired.

Even the creases at the corners of the eyes are pure smile lines.

The old man hummed comfortably, with a faint smile on his lips.

She was waiting for someone and was extremely patient.

Among the old man's jewellery, there is a jade ring, which is the only authentic piece in it.

Coming, she heard the man's footsteps.

Her eyes aged instantly, and the corners of her eyes followed closely with twists and turns, achieving a perfect disguise.

"Young man, let's take a look at these jewellery," said the old man.

She raised her head, first she saw the man's legs, and slowly, a handsome face came into view.

Li He was not sleepy.

He sat at the bar all night, alone.

Although he has a completely different personality from the envoy, he didn't destroy the envoy's career because of the change of personality, nor did he act recklessly or do anything out of line.

One of the most outrageous things is to beat up the ghost.

And he warned the ghost before going out, don't follow him, otherwise, you will hit him once you see him.

If you dare to follow invisibly, you will never see the messenger again. Li Hyuk finally threatened the ghost.

After dawn, the bar was about to close, so Li He wandered on the street, then crossed the overpass, went back to the ghost's house to change clothes, and went to work.

A hoarse female voice called him, Li He stopped and swept the ground, it was an old woman selling jewelry.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" the old man asked.

Li He thought that he didn't have any girlfriend, but the emissary had a boyfriend, he definitely didn't need them, and was about to answer "No," when he saw the old man pick out a ring from the pile of accessories.

"Look at this, your girlfriend will like it."

"no need."

The old man sighed and said, "It doesn't cost money to have a look."

Li He felt that the old man was a bit pitiful, so he bent down and took the ring.

He thought it was just a fake, but when he took a closer look in his hand, he found that the ring seemed real.

This is an emerald ring, the whole body is emerald green, the color is clear, it looks even more crystal clear under the sunlight, and there is a fine cherry blossom pattern on it, which is really beautiful.

Li He stared at the ring, inexplicably feeling familiar.

He was about to ask the old man about the origin of the ring, but suddenly something started to flicker in his brain, as if someone had turned off the light and turned it on again, turning it on and off, and turning it on and off, making him have a headache.

He knew that the messenger was coming back.

The old man stared closely at the messenger, and found that he was standing motionless, as if his soul was out of his body, but the expression on his face revealed his sadness. He squinted his eyes, and his eyes obviously changed from cold to soft.

The old man captured the whole process of tears falling from the corners of the man's eyes.

Handsome man looks at a ring and weeps.

Seeing this scene, the old man didn't react at all, and didn't ask why, as if everything was exactly what she expected and waited for.

"Ah, what a beautiful ring, can you give it to me?"

A graceful woman approached suddenly and took the cherry blossom ring from the man's hand.

The old man noticed that the man's body seemed to be shaking, then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the woman with a puzzled look.

"Can you?" The woman held the ring in her hand and looked up at the man.

"Hey, it's you." There was undisguised surprise in the woman's eyes, "Do you still remember me? Ah, you are..."

Sunny covered her mouth in surprise, and pointed at the man's face again.

The messenger subconsciously touched his face, but the tears were still wet.

Li Hyuk is crying again?

The messenger didn't care about the tears, but he had to respond to the woman's question first, "I'm sorry, who are you?"

Sunny tried his best to hide his excitement and said, "Fried chicken shop, remember?"

"I don't..." The messenger wanted to say that he didn't remember, but suddenly he thought of his split personality, so he changed his words and asked, "Did I do something there?"

Sunny looked at the messenger amusedly, thinking that he was forgotten so easily?how come?

"You came to eat fried chicken and didn't bring any money."

The emissary was startled, and quickly asked, "Has the money been paid off?"

Sunny thought the man was teasing him, and snorted, "It's because you paid back the money, otherwise wouldn't you want to deny it?"

Seeing that the woman was a little unhappy, the messenger bowed and said, "I'm sorry, my memory is not very good, so..."

Sunny said helplessly, "You really don't look like a liar now, but that day, could it be that you were exactly the same person? Plastic surgery?"

The messenger replied obediently, "That is also possible."

Sunny smiled, "I give you the ring, it's like that, you must like it very much." She pointed to her eyes and returned the ring to the messenger.

"No, on the contrary, it should belong to you."

"Huh?" Sunny didn't understand.

The messenger couldn't explain too much. When Sunny took the ring from him just now, their hands had touched. He had already seen a part of her previous life. Among them, there was a situation where a man put the ring on her.

This is the cherry blossom ring.

This woman was equally beautiful and moving in her previous and present lives.

"Forget it, actually I don't like this pattern very much, it's not my favorite flower," Sunny knelt down and asked the old man, "Grandma, are there any other patterns?"

"No more, only this one."

Sunny pursed her lips, "Okay."

She stood up and asked the emissary, "What's your name? Leave a phone number. I didn't write your name on the IOU last time. Of course, you can say that you didn't write it."

"I……"

"Huh? Oh, is it right to exchange with each other?" Sunny took out the paper and pen from the bag, quickly wrote down his name and phone number, and handed it to the messenger.

The messenger accepted it obediently.

"What about you?" Sunny asked.

The messenger without a name was a little anxious, "My...name..."

Seeing his embarrassed look, Sunny felt that he was not his type, so she waved her hands and said, "It's more reliable to let you eat fried chicken."

☆, the second candy

The messenger had no memory of Li Hyuk, he couldn't remember that he had been to a fried chicken shop, and he couldn't remember why he was crying.

He found that Li Hyuk was a little different from before, this other personality who had been with him for 300 years had become sentimental recently.

It seems that a month ago, when Li Hyuk saw a ghost and cried for no reason.

Although he and Li Hyuk share the same body, he can only understand Li Hyuk from other people's mouths, such as "Senior, you were really domineering last night," "Is it really okay for you to erase other people's memories without authorization?", "Go and apologize for beating Kim's errand yesterday" or something.

Li Hyuk is a completely different person from himself, and he is also a person he imagined before he lost his memory.

Before he came to hell, he must have such a soft personality, so he hopes to become stronger and let another personality replace him.

The messenger watched Sunny walk away on high heels, and before getting off the overpass, he even brushed his hair, the hair was flying and shining golden.

"What a lovely girl, you should give her the ring," said the old woman.

The envoy looked at the ring in his palm and recalled the picture that flashed in his mind just now.

A young man and woman in the court, when the man put on the ring for the woman, the woman smiled happily, looking very happy.

But the image of a man is just a