The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan touched the red rope around his neck subconsciously, his heart was beating non-stop in his chest, as if it was about to pop out in the next second.He shrank into the back of the seat, his eyes quickly scanned the driver's seat and the two car windows next to Zhang He, and he was relieved when he didn't see a translucent shadow like Liu Hao.

"So, you two not only ran away, but also hid his clothes!" Song Nan's face was full of contempt, and his tone trembled slightly because he was too angry, "If it was me, I would die too. Not blind."

Zhang He trembled when he heard the words "deadly eyes" and shrank his shoulders when Song Nan said that Cui Pengfei occupied his body. I just want to prevent his family from knowing, thinking that this matter will pass in a few days..."

These words really didn't seem like something a man in his early twenties could say, Song Nan resisted the urge to rush up and punch him twice, almost yelling at Zhang He, "This is a fucking life! "

Song Nan didn't know what to say, Cui Pengfei's behavior showed everything, he just wanted revenge, not so much that this way was too scary, Zhang He and Liu Hao abandoned him and let him struggle in the water to exhaust his life little by little. Behavior is even more frightening.

Originally, he was worried that Zhang He would respond to Liu Hao's curse-like words, but he didn't expect the truth to be like this. Compared with accident and surprise, Song Nan felt more shocked.

"What should I do?" Zhang He wiped his face and said tremblingly, "Will he come to me again?"

Song Nan glared at him angrily, and threatened, "What do you think? What do you think?"

Classmates and friends who usually call themselves brothers and hang out with each other every day, but abandon themselves in times of crisis. That’s not counting. They also hide their clothes and continue to live as if nothing happened. After all these years, there is no half in their hearts. guilt?

"How can you be at ease?" Song Nan said almost gnashing his teeth, "Don't you have nightmares when you sleep at night?"

"I'm so relieved," Zhang He said, "I haven't had a good night's sleep since that incident happened, and I'm always worried that his parents will find him..."

Not guilt, but fear of taking responsibility.

Song Nan felt that this person was hopeless, "So, this is the reason why you went to other provinces to study in university? And you haven't come back for a whole year? Then why did you come back suddenly this year?"

"I..." Zhang He opened his mouth, seemingly hesitant.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." Song Nan waved his hand, with an expression that I didn't really want to hear, "Scumbags like you, living is a waste of air."

"I heard that Liu Hao died, and I was scared, and I haven't been home for two years, I also want to come back..." Zhang He said submissively, "I didn't expect this to happen...I didn't mean it... ..."

Song Nan didn't listen to what Zhang He said later. What he was thinking now was whether Cui Pengfei would come.

Cui Pengfei was eager for revenge. If he failed once, he would come twice, and if he failed twice, there would be a third time... Song Nan glanced at Zhang He. According to what he just said, ten times or eight times is not too much, but if Zhang He is really like this If they died, Uncle Zhang and the others would definitely die of grief.

Hey, Song Nan sighed, this matter is really difficult.

"Help me," Zhang He suddenly bowed and grabbed Song Nan's arm, "I don't want to die."

Song Nan was taken aback by his sudden move, and almost threw his cell phone over. He struggled to move his arm, and glared at Zhang He, "This is retribution, and I can't help you."

"You can definitely do it," Zhang He sniffed, and added a little more strength to the hand holding Song Nan's arm. "You can know that Cui Pengfei is attached to me. You are more powerful than your father."

Song Nan was so pinched that his arm hurt so much that he pulled it out several times. Seeing that Zhang He was about to reach out to grab him again, he quickly pointed, "Stand back."

Zhang He had a request from him, so he had to step back, leaning his back on the back of the back seat, pleading, "I was wrong before, I shouldn't look down on you, and I shouldn't say your father is a magic stick, your lord doesn't care." Little man, please help me this time, I already know that I made a mistake, after passing this test, I will definitely be a good person in the future..."

Song Nan has heard a lot of guarantees like this. When villains in TV dramas are about to be brought to justice, they usually plead for mercy. Most of them are in such a tone and lines. I really didn't..."

In the middle of speaking, Song Nan paused, but it was not impossible.

The only way is to have a talk with Cui Pengfei, and this arduous task can only be done by himself who can see ghosts. Thinking of Liu Hao asking him to borrow his body before, Song Nan hesitated again.

The car suddenly yelled, startling Song Nan, who was immersed in his thoughts, and the phone in his hand clanged and fell to nowhere. The red rope around the neck was pulled half way and Feng Yue sat in when the co-driver's door was opened.

Song Nan breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death."

Not only Song Nan, Zhang He in the back seat has already curled up into a ball and shouted, Song Nan turned to look at him, only to see Zhang He half lying on the back seat, buried his face between his legs, and kept moving his hands around. He waved it up and down, screaming indiscriminately.

Feng Yue put in the key and started the car. When pulling the seat belt, he couldn't help reaching out and slapping Zhang He on the head, and said coldly, "Calm down."

"Seat belt." Feng Yue stepped on the accelerator and glanced at Song Nan.

Song Nan was flustered for a while, bent down to pick up the mobile phone that was shining on the roof of the car, turned off the flashlight mode, pulled the seat belt and fastened it, turned his head and looked at the back seat of the car, Zhang He was still curled up on the seat, he opened his eyes. Opening his mouth, he wanted to remind him about the seat belt, but he swallowed the words.

After learning the truth from Zhang He's mouth, Song Nan didn't want to remind Zhang He badly, and even imagined in his mind for a while that if he really hit a tree or a rock, Zhang He would walk out of the car window because he didn't wear a seat belt. The picture that flies out.

Maybe the picture was painted too beautifully by himself, Song Nan couldn't help laughing twice, even the fear of being frightened just now disappeared with this smile.

Feng Yue glanced at him sideways, puzzled.

"Hey, you're talking about you," Song Nan recalled after seeing him, and took out his phone to check the time, "Is there something wrong with the urinary system? One fucking 10 minutes of peeing? It's almost catching up with other people's pooping." It's time for two trips."

The sudden discomfort in his body did consume a lot of Fengyue. Normally, he must have spent the night in this field and even drove a fart car.

Hearing Song Nan's run, Feng Yue was a little speechless. The level of run was too high, no matter how strong Feng Yue's learning ability was, he still couldn't resist it.

Fortunately, Song Nan was just venting, and only after venting did he realize that his tone was not good.

This boss, who is still paying him wages, just said that the boss had a problem with his urinary system, and even ran on him with stool. Thinking of this, Song Nan couldn't help but glanced at the side from the corner of his eye, and saw that Fengyue's face was not clear. After there was no obvious displeasure, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The car drove faster than when it came. The road was narrow and there were quite a lot of curves. Song Nan had to hold on to the doorknob desperately several times, for fear that Fengyue would suddenly drift or something and throw him out.

Then Zhang He shrunk back in the seat, his two legs had fallen off the seat, and only his upper body was still holding on to the seat. He must have been really frightened, and his face was still buried in the seat.

Song Nan wanted to raise his opinion a few times, but when the words came to his lips, he choked back. He felt that Fengyue might be unhappy because of his previous run. It made Song Nan's heart beat all the way.

His feet were trembling when he got out of the car, he grabbed his phone and checked the time, hey, it only took 4 minutes to drive back this way.

Feng Yue got out of the car and went straight to the house. Song Nan patted Zhang He in the back seat, "Hey, it's the stop, go back to your own home."

Although he knew the truth of the matter, he didn't come up with a specific solution. He couldn't just stay in the car forever.

"Can I stay at your house for one night?" Zhang He finally lifted his face buried in the seat, and stared at Song Nan with red eyes, looking a little pitiful, "I'm afraid that when I go back..."

So what? Needless to say, Song Nan knew what he meant, but this reminded Song Nan that the death of Liu Hao could not relieve Cui Pengfei's hatred. Zhang He had been tricked by him not once or twice, Cui Pengfei He will definitely not give up, and the result of letting him go home at this time is probably the same as before.

Song Nan hesitated for a moment, but Feng Yue who was standing at the door said, "Let him in, I just have something to ask him."

Fengyue was also involved in what happened tonight. Although Fengyue didn't know much about the truth, having more people at this time was one more way.

Song Nan raised his chin towards Zhang He, "Come in."

The white T-shirt on Zhang He’s body was lying on the wet ground all the time, his back, buttocks and legs were covered with mud. Although Song Nan didn’t have a cleanliness habit, he still felt disgusted, so he took a clean towel and asked him to go to the bathroom. clean up.

Song Nan went into Huang Diwen's room and took a look. Seeing that he was fast asleep, he felt relieved. He closed the door and went into his own room. He could probably guess what Feng Yue wanted to ask. He had to think about it for a while. What should be the answer when I get up.

The door was ajar, Song Nan didn't realize that this room was occupied by someone else, he just opened the door and walked in, and saw Feng Yue just took off the black shirt on his body, reaching out to get the neatly folded vest at the head of the bed .

"Ah..." Song Nan stood at the door, staring at Fengyue's back in surprise.

"Huh?" Feng Yue turned his head sideways when he heard the sound, and saw Song Nan standing at the door, and turned his head to him, "Bring a chair in, I don't like other people sitting on the bed."

Song Nan responded, but stood still.