The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan took the key and opened the big lock of the courtyard door. Huang Diwen followed carefully, his fingers shaking at the hem of Song Nan's T-shirt, "Are you...?"

Song Nan swept around the yard. Liu Hao sat on the stone bench, laying his two translucent hands on the stone table, staring at the few petunias in the brick mound next to him, like Is in a daze.

Song Nan hummed, and patted Huang Diwen's hand, "Go in and do your homework."

"I don't dare..." Huang Diwen obviously didn't dare to stay in the room alone.

"Go to the attic." Song Nan whispered, "There is Guanyin Bodhisattva inside, he dare not come up."

Huang Diwen nodded suspiciously, and walked into the house with small steps.

Song Nan tightened his sweaty palms, walked towards the stone table repeatedly, and when he was hesitating whether to sit or stand, Liu Hao turned his face away.

Song Nan: "..."

"Who was that person that day?" Liu Haohan asked in a low voice.

This sudden question made Song Nan a little confused. For a moment, he couldn't remember what day Liu Hao was talking about, and who was that person. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that what Liu Hao said should be Feng. Yue and Pei Guang.

"The boss who came to talk to your father about business." Song Nan knew everything, "The tall one is called Feng Yue, and the shorter one is called Pei Guang."

"Fengyue..." Liu Hao murmured the name softly, "Looking for my dad?" Liu Hao looked puzzled, "What business are you talking about?"

"Contract the Heishuiwan Reservoir," Song Nan chatted with him, and his nervous heart calmed down a lot. "Your father seems to have agreed."

Liu Hao stood up from the table abruptly, and patted the table with his translucent hand. The gesture should be quite forceful, but unfortunately, his hand passed through the stone table, which did not produce the desired effect. .

"Don't let him take the contract!" Liu Hao said viciously, and then rushed towards Song Nan, standing still only a few centimeters away from him, "Don't let him take the contract!"

Liu Hao was suddenly so close to him, the feeling of standing in the wind in the winter came again, and the hula la was blowing his face, neck, and knees. Song Nan felt that he might catch a cold because of the heat and cold, Liu Hao When staring at him viciously, he even thought for a while to remember to take a cold medicine to prevent it.

Liu Hao seemed to be in a hurry, and walked around the stone table for several times, talking to himself while turning, "I can't let him come..."

This muttering to himself like chanting scriptures made Song Nan a little curious, "Why? Are you reluctant to part with that reservoir?"

This is already the only possibility Song Nan can think of that Liu Hao doesn't want Fengyue and the others to contract the reservoir, but Liu Hao glared at him, obviously his guess was wrong.

Liu Hao didn't leave, and Song Nan didn't dare to act rashly, even though his stomach had been growling three times.

I don't know how long it took, the weather gradually became dark, and Liu Hao suddenly sat back on the stone bench dejectedly, saying that he was sitting, and the word squatting is more suitable to describe it, because no matter whether it is sitting or squatting, he can't really touch it. stone bench.

"That person is not good." Liu Hao said.

"Ok?"

"I'm afraid of him." Liu Hao's tone suddenly became very wronged when he said this, "Go and tell my dad not to contract the reservoir to that person, and don't want to pay any money, just say that I entrusted it to you in a dream Yes, isn't your family engaged in fortune-telling and fortune-telling? He must believe you."

Song Nan: "..."

He seems to know something serious!

"Are you afraid of him?" Song Nan suddenly lost the sense of fear he had when facing Liu Hao, and even became curious about it, "Why?"

"I don't know..." Liu Hao's voice was blank, "Just like you saw me, afraid... fear..." Liu Hao shook his head while talking, and Song Nan felt that he might be going crazy.

But Song Nan heard something else from his words. He didn't know why Liu Hao kept wandering around his house, but Liu Hao's appearance was like an untimely bomb. Such a thing stays in his home, but he can't drive it away...

He suddenly remembered that day when Liu Hao suddenly went crazy and pressed him to the ground. When he thought he was going to become another person like when he was a child, Liu Hao suddenly disappeared, and at that time, Feng Yue was standing there. Called his name in front of him.

Obviously, now someone can help him drive this ghost away. Although he doesn't know what makes Liu Hao so afraid of Fengyue, as long as it can help him, isn't it all right?

"Don't worry," Song Nan said while taking out his mobile phone, pretending to check the time, while flipping through Fengyue's contact number in the phone book, "I will definitely tell your dad for you."

Liu Hao glanced at him, apparently believing his words, Song Nan turned the phone to him, "I'm going to cook for my brother now, why don't you... go home first?"

Liu Hao frowned, "I don't have a home anymore."

Song Nan twitched the corners of his mouth and had a flash of inspiration, "But your mother misses you very much. I went to your house a few days ago and saw your mother was crying all the time. Why don't you go back and see her?"

Liu Hao was a little moved, and Song Nan continued his efforts, "Although we can't talk to each other, it's always good to have a look, and it's considered a filial piety."

Liu Hao pondered for a long time, finally stood up from the stone bench, and said to Song Nan, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Song Nan swallowed, tried his best to squeeze a smile on his lips, and waved to him, "Okay, goodbye."

Although Liu Hao was a ghost, he still acted like a human being. He didn't walk through walls, and floated out of the courtyard door of his house in a serious manner. Song Nan kept a smile on his face and sent him out the door until The shadow floated out of sight, so Song Nan pulled the courtyard door and fastened it, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Fengyue's number.

The phone rang twice before being picked up, obviously the other party was playing with or holding the phone.

Song Nan stuck to the phone, and before the other party finished saying "Hello", he hurriedly said to the phone, "I'm Song Nan, where are you?"

"What?" Feng Yue's cold voice with a little doubt came from the receiver, and it was the first time that Song Nan felt that a person's voice could be so pleasant, even more moving than that classical music.

"I need you!" Song Nan shouted.

Jincheng Bieyuan is one of the best-selling river-view houses in the Nan’an New District. Looking out from the panoramic French windows on the 22nd floor, the early morning sun, with its warm orange-red color, is casually sprinkled on the waves of several freighters slowly passing by on the river. The scenery in the sparkling is excellent.

In fact, it is only 06:30 in the morning at this moment. Whether it is a student who gets up early to go to school or a person who has to run around in various streets or office buildings because of life, most of them get up at this time.

Song Nan was holding the transparent glass water glass in his hand, and there was a soft sofa cushion under his buttocks. The constant temperature was turned on in the room, which was just right, neither hot nor cold, but he was a little bit on pins and needles.

Glancing at Huang Diwen who was sitting next to him, he was obviously much more self-satisfied, the water glass in his hand had already bottomed out, and he was leaning on the back of the sofa with half-closed eyes, probably not yet able to get out of the sorrow of getting up early , Eyelids trembling straight fight.

Song Nan glanced for two seconds and turned his eyes away, staring at the cup in his hand again, he felt a little impulsive.

Because he didn't know Liu Hao's purpose for looking for him, and when Liu Hao could leave his house, he impulsively caught the first bus to Fengyue's apartment early in the morning just after dawn.

"I just moved in the day before yesterday, and I haven't had time to buy anything yet." Feng Yue took a shower and changed into home clothes, poured himself half a glass of water and held it in his hand, and walked slowly to the single person opposite Song Nan and the others. Sit down on the sofa, "Only pure water, don't mind."

"Ah, it's okay..." Song Nan's thoughts were broken by his voice, and he quickly waved his hands, "Pure water is also quite delicious."

Feng Yue didn't make another sound, and the spacious living room returned to calm. In the calm, Song Nan smelled a bit of embarrassing embarrassment.

He is used to doing his own thing, and he rarely experiences embarrassment, but today he really tasted it.

It was really uncomfortable.

Sure enough, it was too impulsive.

While Song Nan was embarrassed, Feng Yue was also thinking about this issue.

Song Nan's phone call yesterday confused him, not to mention the "nonsense" that didn't match the preface and the afterword, but Feng Yue still reported his current address, but he didn't expect that this person would call I found it early in the morning.

When I found it, I sat there motionless like a sugar cane, and didn't speak.

"Yesterday you said you..."

"That..." Song Nan interrupted him awkwardly, twitching the corners of his mouth uncomfortably, "Your house is quite big."

Feng Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, then nodded, "It's not too big, it's only two hundred square meters."

Song Nan twitched the corners of his mouth and continued to smirk, "It shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"Fortunately, in the early three hundred."

Song Nan was startled, "Three hundred?"

Feng Yue raised his glass and took a sip, "Wan."

Song Nan: "..."

It seems that he is really rich. Song Nan suddenly thought of his previous suspicion that he and Pei Guang were liars, and couldn't help feeling ridiculous.

Feng Yue was very patient, and cooperated with Song Nan to talk about everything. After 10 minutes, Song Nan couldn't go on talking on his own. After hesitating for a long time, he finally opened his mouth.

"What you said before, how about the Blackwater Bay project?" Song Nan thought for a long time, intending to be more tactful.

Feng Yue put the water glass in his hand on the coffee table, touched the remote control and opened all the curtains, the sun immediately sprinkled a large piece into the living room and fell on the corner of the glass coffee table, making Song Nan dizzy.

"Business secrets." Feng Yue said, "Forgive me for nothing to comment."

Song Nan: "..."

The living room returned to calm again. Song Nan had never been so entangled like now. At the same time, he thought he was stupid, and he couldn't get to the point after going around for a long time.

"I heard that you enrolled him in tutoring at our school." Fengyue pointed to Huang Diwen who had fallen asleep next to him.

"Ah," Song Nan froze for a moment, remembering the relationship between Su Ke and Feng Yue, nodded, "Yes."

Feng Yue didn't speak anymore, and the third silence made Song Nan even more embarrassed.Based on the relationship between Su Ke and him, Su Ke must have told Feng Yue the story of his "troubleshooting", maybe he added fuel to it because of his bad temper.

Song Nan was suddenly annoyed. He was still waiting for Fengyue to help him. Now that he is fine, he might be cut in half before he can speak.

"Su Ke didn't handle that matter properly," Feng Yue said suddenly after about a minute, "I apologize to you on her behalf."

"Huh?" Song Nan was a little surprised.

At this time, as a boyfriend, shouldn't he fight for his girlfriend?The script doesn't seem right.

"Venus will give one month of free lessons first." Feng Yue said again, "If you are not satisfied with our teaching after one month, you can refund at any time."

"Ah!" Song Nan was shocked again.

"Is there a problem?" Feng Yue asked.

"No, no, no..." Song Nan shook his head hurriedly, and said what was in his heart without thinking, "The pie was smashed too suddenly, and I didn't realize it for a while."

Feng Yue smiled, "It was originally our fault."

Feng Yue is so generous, Song Nan is in trouble again.

Isn't it a little too much to ask for help now?

[The author has something to say]: Continue at night~