to dig boyfriend's grave

"Tell me the truth, have you messed with something unclean?" Ye Fan frowned and looked at him.

Lin Jia opened her mouth and said nothing, subconsciously fumbled for cigarettes in her pocket, but forgot to change into her hospital gown.

"A drip, do you smoke?" Ye Fan said, "Why don't you just stop it yourself?"

"Here's a glucose shot." Lin Jia pulled out the needle on the back of her hand with her backhand, and looked at Ye Fan with a smile, "It's ready now."

"Crazy." Ye Fan cursed and handed him a cigarette.

"Let's go, go home." Lin Jia bypassed Ye Fan and walked towards the door.

"Hey!" Ye Fan yelled, "You don't want any more clothes?"

"Brother, I was sent here in costume." Lin Jia turned around and touched a lighter on Ye Fan's body, and lit the cigarette in his mouth, feeling a little confused in his head, he really didn't know how to talk to Ye Fan explain.

He can basically be sure that he has encountered ghosts so frequently recently, and he is inseparable from Mr. Shen.

As soon as he left the room, Lin Jia's eyes went dark, and he took a few steps back, only to realize that someone suddenly appeared in front of him, and after recovering, he took a closer look.

"Brother Shen?" Lin Jia called out, "Are you alright?"

Shen Jiming's eyes were red and dark, and he stared at Lin Jia without saying a word.

Ye Fan, who was behind, wanted to come over to see what was going on, but Shen Jiming glanced at him and immediately stopped where he was.

"What's wrong..." Lin Jia asked.

Shen Jiming's state seemed a bit wrong, and Ye Fan behind him didn't make a sound for a long time. He just wanted to turn to take a look, but was hugged by Shen Jiming.

Lin Jia was stunned by this sudden suddenness, and she didn't know what to say. She tried her best to hold the cigarette in her mouth with her head up, for fear that the smoke would directly poke Shen Jiming's shoulder.

But Mr. Shen is a ghost, so it shouldn't matter. People may be fine, but their clothes will burn through.

I don't even know what brand this dress is.

Looks like a good material.

I thought about it in a daze, the cigarette in my mouth kept burning, and the front part of the ash was crumbling.

He stretched out a finger, and poked Shen Jiming's stomach, "Brother? It can't be done, the ashes can't be contained anymore."

Shen Jiming slowly let go of his hand, staring into Lin Jia's eyes, "I saw something happened to you."

"Hey, brother Shen, do you still have your eyes open?" Lin Jia pinched the cigarette and smiled. "No... I just want to ask, I've seen hell so frequently recently, what must it have to do with you?"

"En." Shen Jiming nodded, the blood in his eyes receded, looked at Lin Jia and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Lin Jia didn't expect Shen Jiming to apologize to him, and he didn't know how to react for a while. After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat, "It's okay, nothing happened."

"En." Shen Jiming responded.

"Then... go home first?" Lin Jia said.

Seeing the two walking away side by side, Ye Fan's eyes almost burst into tears.

Fortunately, Boss Shen felt the laser wave emitted by Ye Fan, and finally turned his head and glanced at Ye Fan.

After Ye Fan thawed, he looked at the two people's backs with complicated expressions. That man...is definitely not human.

What kind of boyfriend did Lin Jia have...

After returning home, Lin Jia remembered Ye Fan who was in the hospital, and quickly called him.

"Hello? Brother Ye, I'll just..." Lin Jia was about to apologize when Ye Fan interrupted her.

"Jiazi, what's the relationship between that man and you?" Ye Fan cut to the chase.

"A man? Shen Jiming... We, we are...friends." Lin Jia didn't know why she suddenly felt guilty.

Ye Fan on the phone sighed softly, "Forget it, the director will give you a day off tomorrow, let's have a good talk."

"Okay." Lin Jia nodded, he thought Ye Fan might know something.

"Sleeping?" Shen Jiming came over and asked.

"I've been sleeping all day." Lin Jia went over and turned on the TV. "I can't sleep anymore. I have to face that old monster Ye Fan tomorrow... He must know something, and I don't know how to tell him."

"I'll accompany you." Shen Jiming sat next to Lin Jia, and naturally put his shoulders on his shoulders.

Lin Jia turned her head to look at the hand on her shoulder, smiled and said nothing, "It's useless for you to accompany me there, by the way, why are you lying on the ground today, did you pass out? Do ghosts also faint? ?”

Shen Jiming tapped Lin Jia's shoulder with his fingertips, and replied after hesitating for a while, "Well, I must have fainted."

"What do you mean should be?" Lin Jia looked at him tiltedly, "Why are you dizzy?"

"My soul is incomplete." Shen Jiming glanced at him, "So the soul is not very stable. If there is something wrong, they will not know each other, and there will be internal fighting."

"I...fuck." Lin Jia looked at Shen Jiming and opened his mouth in surprise, "There is still this kind of operation...???"

"En." Shen Jiming nodded seriously.

Lin Jia was stunned by him, and after realizing it, she glanced at Shen Jiming, "Are you kidding me? Why haven't I heard of this kind of operation?"

"No, how do you know about our ghost?" Shen Jiming turned his head back and smiled at the TV.

"I knew it!" Lin Jia also quickly turned around, almost lying on Shen Jiming's body. "Look at the thief you smiled, I knew you were playing tricks on me!"

"That's right." Shen Jiming smiled, "I'm just playing with you."

"Fuck..." Lin Jia was dazed by the smile that was so close at hand, he suddenly felt that the distance between him and Shen Jiming was a bit dangerous, and he wanted to back away with his hands on the sofa.

Sensing his intention, Shen Jiming grabbed Lin Jia's waist with his big hands, hugged him tightly in his arms, and smiled, "Don't you want to hear me tell you?"

Lin Jia looked at Shen Jiming's smile, and suddenly his mind was convulsed by his laughter, and he stretched out his hand to grab his waist.

Shen Jiming was stunned for a moment, then his breathing became heavy, and he stood up abruptly and pressed the person on him onto the sofa.

Lin Jia felt that he was in danger, and just about to break free, Shen Jiming, who was on top of him, pushed his clothes up and touched his waist.

Shen Jiming's palm was very cold, Lin Jia didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

Shen Jiming looked up at Lin Jia, then kissed his ear, then his neck, and the hollow of his shoulder.

Lin Jia was short of breath from these blows, and just about to touch it, Shen Jiming buried himself in his shoulder and stopped.

Now Lin Jia's hand placed on Shen Jiming's back was at a loss as to what to do, whether it was falling or rising, it was very embarrassing.

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