The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Except for accepting Su Ke's proposal after returning to China to run a school together, rent an office building, renovate and renovate the location, and then set up Venus Star, Fengyue has come here a handful of times. Fortunately, when Su Ke held the first staff collective meeting Yue showed her face, which made Yuan Xiaoai lucky enough to meet her other boss.

So when she was sitting behind the computer screen at the front desk with the meal she had just prepared from the microwave, stuffing the meal into her mouth and staring at the Korean drama on the screen with an eccentric smile on her face, a slightly familiar tall and thin When the figure appeared in the corner of his eyes at the right time, a mouthful of food was choked in his throat before he could chew.

"Has Su Ke come here today?" Feng Yue tapped lightly on the back of the computer screen.

Yuan Xiaoai choked on her throat with a mouthful of food, and when she saw that it was the big boss, her expression changed, she gestured at him, bowed her head away, and coughed violently.

Feng Yue frowned imperceptibly, and after Yuan Xiaoai coughed and reported with a flushed face, she carried her into the temporary office in the inner room. When she left, she didn't forget to give a shout to Song Nan who had just followed the door. Lifting his chin, "You come in too."

"Huh?" Song Nan was taken aback, the smell of food came from his nose, and his stomach growled twice in a timely manner, which forced him to remember that he was busy with Zhang He's affairs early in the morning. hungry.

"I have something to ask you." Feng Yue entered the room without looking back.

Song Nan didn't know why, so he rushed to Yuan Xiaoai, who was still flushed and at a loss, smiled as a greeting, and walked in.

Just two steps away, Yuan Xiaoai stopped him, Song Nan turned his head, "Huh?"

"Do you know the big boss?" There are five meeting rooms in total, and Fengyue's temporary office is the one in the back, where you can't even see the door of the office, but Yuan Xiaoai still glanced in worriedly, and lowered her voice. Said, "How is your relationship?"

Song Nan didn't know what she meant by her sudden question. He wanted to say it in a normal way, but he changed his mind temporarily because he remembered that his younger brother was still studying here. Although Yuan Xiaoai was just a receptionist, But it can be regarded as one of the school's employees. It would be nice if he could take care of Huang Diwen in private.

Thinking of this, Song Nan frowned, and said ambiguously, "The relationship...is it alright, why?"

Although the school's work system is similar to that of the company, she is the only receptionist here, and the receptionist is the face of an enterprise. Although the receptionist also has to eat and drink, Su Ke emphasized the importance of her position on the first day of work. If the big boss She was fired because of the image of her sneaking around watching dramas while eating. Where can she find a more comfortable job in this season?

Yuan Xiaoai only wanted to keep her job now, and she didn't pay attention to Song Nan's tone and expression at all. Hearing this, she thought it was funny, and put on a smile, "Are we friends?"

Song Nan was startled at first, but then he was puzzled.

Yuan Xiaoai immediately said with a stern face, "I'm helping your brother go to school here, right?"

Song Nanjing nodded after she reminded her, "Forget it."

"If you have a good relationship with the big boss, please say something kind to me by the way." Yuan Xiaoai held her face and pretended to be cute, and even winked at Song Nan.

Song Nan was unmoved, and his expression became even more difficult, "What good things can you say? I'm stupid, and I can't speak flattery, let alone..." He looked at Yuan Xiaoai with an expression of "Besides, I don't know you very well".

"Don't talk about flattery," Yuan Xiaoai taught, "Just mention that we know each other well."

Song Nan expressed his understanding, nodded and walked into the meeting room inside.

There are five meeting rooms in different sizes. The glass doors of each room are open, and there is no one inside. Only the glass door of the innermost meeting room No. [-] is closed. Naturally, Song Nan has no one to knock on the door before entering. Politely, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Feng Yue was standing behind the conference table and took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair. When Song Nan came in, he pointed to the door behind him and motioned him to put it on.

Song Nan closed the door as he said, pulled a chair and sat down, "What do you want to ask?"

Feng Yue didn't answer his question, but dropped another question, "Do you know that girl outside?"

Yuan Xiaoai had just asked him to reveal that they knew each other in front of Fengyue, and he hadn't found a chance how to insert the words, but Fengyue himself asked, which fell into Song Nan's favor.

He nodded, "When I brought my brother to sign up, she helped me a little and we got to know each other."

Feng Yue had an expression of "Oh, that's how it is". When Song Nan thought they would have a chat about Yuan Xiaoai, Feng Yue skipped over Yuan Xiaoai and threw a bomb at him.

"Since when have you been able to see..." Feng Yue paused when he said this, his brows frowned almost unnoticed, and then said, "Damn it?"

"Ah?" Song Nan didn't expect Fengyue's question to be so jumpy. One second before their topic was still on the girl outside, the next second they jumped directly from the human world to the ghost world, which made Song Nan feel a little confused for a while. Confused, staring at Fengyue for four or five seconds.

Feng Yue told Song Nan with a serious expression that he was not joking, not only was he not joking, but he was extremely serious.

"The afternoon when Pei Guang gave you 2000 yuan to take us to find Liu Bingcai to take the lead, Liu Hao was in your yard." Feng Yue sat directly on the conference table, looking directly at the person who was only two seats away from him. Song Nan, "Did you see them only then, or have you always seen them?"

Fengyue's sitting posture made him look too condescending in front of Song Nan, and for a while, Song Nan miraculously felt a lot of oppression, as if a student who lied was facing the teacher's accusation, God knows he never I have never been to school, and I have never had the opportunity to be criticized by the teacher. It is a ghost to have such a feeling.

Song Nan swallowed, and looked at Shang Fengyue probing, "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to know more about it." Feng Yue said.

"how about you?"

Song Nan intuitively guessed that Fengyue had the same idea as him. He always thought that he was the only one who was different from people all over the world, but one day someone like him suddenly appeared, and this person was by his side. Driven to let him explore, even because of this slight similarity, he will unconsciously approach, so Song Nan believes that Fengyue just wants to know whether he is the same as him, so that he can feel more comfortable in his heart, and even get Some kind of relief.

But Song Nan didn't want to be so cheap. Fengyue just mentioned that afternoon, so Fengyue saw him collapsed on the stone ladder because of Liu Hao's fright, with a look of "I don't know anything" on his face Ask him "Are you okay?"

Thinking of this, Song Nan felt that he couldn't get his breath out of his chest, and he was inexplicably angry, as if the two of them were supposed to be a group, a little partner, but the little partner betrayed him.

Although this kind of thinking is a bit ridiculous, but Song Nan is thinking like this at this time, so while Fengyue is very curious about when he can see ghosts, Song Nan decides not to tell him so easily, because it is cheaper for him .

"Since when have you been able to see ghosts?" Song Nan asked with a smile, putting aside the invisible sense of oppression that Feng Yue bet on himself with this little scheming.

"It's been a long time," Feng Yue frowned slightly, his lowered eyebrows seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and he shook his head after a while, "It's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

Song Nan didn't think these words were perfunctory. It was only when he was eight years old that he suddenly realized that the shadows he saw were not real people, not to mention there were even more terrifying memories. Song Nan saw that Fengyue's face was not very good. Thinking to himself that he might be the same as himself, although it may not be the same experience, but it must be some more painful memories, this question will definitely force him to recall, Song Nan can understand that feeling, so he immediately waved his hand, "Remember It’s okay if you don’t know.”

Seeing that Fengyue still lowered his brows and eyes after speaking, Song Nan persuaded, "Some things are better not remembered than remembered, don't keep memorizing, forget it if you forget it."

Feng Yue raised her eyes and glanced at him. She didn't know whether she agreed with his statement or what, the frown would also unfold, "What about you? Do you remember when you were able to see ghosts?"

"From childhood," Song Nan said indifferently, "Now that I think about it, it should be from childhood."

"Since childhood?" Feng Yue looked at him, "Born?"

"Maybe, I can't remember clearly," Song Nan finally found a "confidant", so naturally he didn't hold back, and said peacefully, "Maybe I was too young before, and I don't know the difference between people and ghosts. It was only when I was eight years old that I realized that the shadows based on Liu Hao and the like I saw before were not human."

Feng Yue frowned again, "Shadow?"

"Yes." Song Nan was startled after answering, then raised his voice and stood up, "Don't say what you see is different from what I saw!"

Naturally, it can't be the same. In Fengyue's world, everything in the world he sees is the same, basically there is no difference.

"It's really different?" Song Nan could tell from Fengyue's expression, he immediately became interested, kicked away the chair and walked in front of him, leaned closer to him and asked curiously, "Hey, what do you see? ah?"

Song Nan bullied himself fiercely, making Fengyue startled unprepared, but he reacted fairly quickly, and within a second he leaned back a little to widen the distance between the two.

Song Nan was so immersed in his curiosity that he didn't notice Feng Yue's physical rejection at all.

"Tell me," Song Nan continued to ask, "I told you everything."

"What I see is similar." Feng Yue said perfunctorily.

"Almost?" Song Nan frowned, "Why is it almost the same? "

"It's just like looking at you..." Feng Yue pointed to the outside of the meeting room after speaking, "It's the same as looking at the girl outside."

"I'll wipe it!" Song Nan's eyes widened in shock, "No way..."

Feng Yue did tell the truth, but he didn't expect Song Nan's reaction to be quite strong. If he had known his reaction like this, he should have lied and said it was the same as what he saw.

"Then you won't be confused?" After a long while, Song Nan stared at him in disbelief, "The ghosts you see are the same as ours, so how do you know which one is the ghost?"

Although the ghost Fengyue saw did not appear in the form of a shadow, it appeared in the form of the moment before dying, or a pale face, or bloodless or even black lips, or unfocused pupils, or no Body temperature, body temperature, etc., but he did not intend to tell Song Nan about these differences one by one.

The reason why he was so curious about Song Nan's ability to see ghosts was because he wanted to confirm another thing.

[The author has something to say]: Continue tomorrow