The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Some things are just hearsay and there is no reason, but when you hear it in your ears, it's like a thorn in your heart. It's not easy to notice when it's stuck in, but it's hard to pull it out when you want to pull it out.

Song Nan is not a good gossip, and his imagination is usually average, but when he heard what Yuan Xiaoai and the others said, he still had no idea.

Yuan Xiaoai's gossip Fengyue's boyfriend is him, but he knows better than anyone else that this is not the relationship between him and Fengyue. On the contrary, the relationship between them is not only the employer and the boss, but also friends. The initial establishment of the relationship was his own wishful thinking.

Song Nan was very confused. Fengyue's daily life was almost fixed at three o'clock and one line. Since Pei Guang joined the inspection work diligently, he didn't even go to the construction site very much. Apart from going to No. [-] Middle School for class, he usually came to Venus Here, the three of them went home to cook, eat and sleep together.

Don't talk about men during this period, Song Nan has never seen him contact any woman, from which corner did this boyfriend emerge from?

Apart from Song Nan, the only person Fengyue has been in contact with recently is his innocent younger brother, and Fengyue has been really kind to Huang Diwen during this time, almost surpassing him as a brother. Those who don't know them probably think that Fengyue is his brother when they go out.

When the words Fengyue was interested in his brother came out of his mind again, Song Nan couldn't sit still anymore, he almost jumped up from the sofa and ran out.

Yuan Xiaoai and the financial girl met head-to-head and talked about some new topic. The two sat on the chairs at the front desk with wretched smiles on their faces. Seeing Song Nan running out like a gust of wind, Yuan Xiaoai subconsciously thought that he was going to buy food , before Song Nan's figure disappeared at the door, he hurriedly shouted, "Bring a takeaway!"

Song Nan pretended to be something in his heart, he didn't hear the shout behind him at all, and hurried into the elevator.

Song Nan drove all the way to the entrance of No. [-] Middle School, only to realize that he couldn't get in. Even if he got in, he had to register his identity. Although he had a hundred question marks in his heart, at the critical moment, he still remembered that he was the most important thing in Wang Minzhen's death. The suspect, although the school and the Wang family have no intention of pursuing it, but public opinion is sometimes more terrifying than real swords and guns.

He had to take out his mobile phone to call Fengyue, but Fengyue might be in class at the moment, and the phone rang twice before being hung up by the other party. Song Nan thought about it and clicked on Fengyue's WeChat to leave him a message.

He is a very curious person, just like Liu Hao's death last time. Although he was terrified of ghosts, he still went to Heishuiwan to see it in person before he was relieved.

It's the same this time, although he just suspects that Fengyue's "picking up" towards his younger brother is a bit bad, but even if there is only a [-]% possibility, he still wants to find out the facts as soon as possible.

In October, the autumn tiger has already gone for two waves. The weather has been overcast and gloomy for the past two days, as if it was going to rain, and even the air has become a lot duller.Song Nan was originally sitting in the car. He didn't know whether it was caused by the weather or he was just pretending. He felt extremely bored, so he got out of the car and leaned against the car door to smoke.

When the fourth cigarette butt fell at his feet, the security guard in the guard room finally couldn't stand it any longer, and came over to stop him, saying, "This is a school, smoking is strictly prohibited."

Song Nan had no choice but to stamp out the cigarette butt to apologize, and the security guard stared at him twice, "Are you the one who went in with that teacher Fengyue last time?"

Song Nan didn't expect the security guard to have such a good memory, so he nodded hesitantly. The security guard smiled and glanced at the car next to him, "Are you here to pick him up?"

"Ah." Song Nan responded casually.

"get out of class is coming to an end, and we won't be able to wait for long." The security guard walked around the front of the car twice, his eyes were almost nailed to it, and asked Song Nan curiously, "Is he really the rich second generation?"

"Huh?" Song Nan was stunned.

"Our school teachers are talking about it. It is said that his family is very rich and his behavior is very high-profile." The security guard clicked, "Every day the luxury car picks up and drops off our principal, and many female teachers inquire about it in private. What about him?"

Song Nan didn't intend to chat with him at first, but his eyes lit up when he heard the word "female teacher", and reflexively took out a cigarette and handed it to the security uncle, "Really? What are you asking for?"

The security guard stretched out his hand to receive the cigarette with a smile on his face, but when his fingertips were about to touch it, he paused for a moment, then retracted it as if he suddenly remembered something, and said seriously, "Smoking is strictly prohibited in the school."

Song Nan smiled embarrassedly, put the cigarette back in his pocket, "Look at my memory, I'm sorry."

The security guard waved his hand. He probably would have been too busy sitting there all morning, so he chatted with Song Nan and talked about Fengyue's gossip.

It's nothing more than speculation about how rich Feng Yue's family is and some female teachers deliberately inquired about him privately, or some older teachers secretly acted as matchmakers, but Feng Yue rejected them. To Song Nan, there was no substance The role of sex, he listened quite seriously at the beginning, but he became a little careless later on.

"But recently, I heard that he seems to have a date." The security guard gave Song Nan a glance, "Don't you say that you are his driver? You should know this matter better than us, right? Let's hear it." , what kind of girl is so powerful, our school has a lot of beautiful teachers, it is hard to compare."

Song Nanxin said that I don't need to come to you to listen to gossip if I want to know.

The two chatted about gossip for a few more minutes, and Fengyue called.

"I still have class in the first period in the afternoon," Song Nan just heard Feng Yue's voice coming from the receiver, "Did you not read the class schedule?"

When Song Nan came over, he didn't think of this at all. He was suddenly surprised by Feng Yue's question at this moment, but he reacted fairly quickly. He quickly took down his phone and glanced at the time, and said to Feng Yue on the other end, "Idle It’s okay, I’m here to find you for dinner, get out of class is over, right?”

Feng Yue didn't seem to be too surprised that Song Nan came to find him for dinner, and just responded casually, telling him to wait at the door.

After Song Nan hung up the phone, his mood became inexplicably heavy.

He originally planned to come here to "invoke the teacher to inquire about the crime", although the premise was nothing more than his own imagination or guesswork, but the ambivalence that he wanted to know the truth but was very afraid of the truth was what he thought in his heart, which made him very anxious at the moment.

Some students from the teaching building had already run out towards the playground. The security guard greeted Song Nan and went back to the sentry box. Song Nan waved at him subconsciously. Subconsciously, he wanted to smoke a cigarette. The security guard's repeated urgings forced him to withdraw his hand.

He was at the school gate for about ten minutes before he saw that Fengyue was late. Not only was he late, but he was also accompanied by a well-dressed man of his age.

Out of Fengyue's gossip mentality that he already had a boyfriend, Song Nan subconsciously looked at that man twice more.

He is a lot shorter than Fengyue, about 1.7 meters eighty-nine, with a slightly fat body, but it can be seen against the vertical striped shirt and trousers on his body.A pair of slender black-rimmed glasses were placed on the bridge of his nose, making his slightly square Chinese-character face stand out. He was carrying a dark brown leather bag and two books between his armpits. Yue Yue seemed to be quite happy when he was talking.

Feng Yue saw Song Nan first, and raised his hand to signal him.Song Nan had to shift his gaze from the man with black-rimmed glasses to Feng Yue, and pulled away the driver's seat to get in.

"No need to drive." Feng Yue approached and knocked on the car window. "Just eat something nearby, and there will be a group seminar at noon, so I can't go far."

Song Nan had no choice but to lock the car and walk forward with the two of them. The man with black-rimmed glasses smiled at Song's boyfriend, then turned around and started chatting with Feng Yue again. Song Nan didn't listen carefully to what they were chatting, and the thoughts in his head flew away went elsewhere.

He slowed down his pace in the room, and slowly followed two steps behind them, but his eyes turned back and forth on the backs of the two, thinking in his head, maybe he was wrong, Feng Yue's boyfriend might also be teachers at their school.

When this idea popped up in his mind, he was as out of control as he guessed that Fengyue was playing with his younger brother. He stared at the backs of the two people and looked left and right, although the man on the left was slightly inferior in stature. She is a bit bigger, and her face with Chinese characters is a little straighter, but when she smiles, the small eyes behind the lens are narrowed, and there is a shallow dimple on the side of the cheek, which is actually quite cute.

Compared with Fengyue's idea of ​​playing Huang Diwen, it is more reasonable to associate with such a person. After thinking about it, Song Nan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But before the breath was completely relieved, Fengyue's voice suddenly came from the front, "I heard from Xiaowen last night that his pen was out of water. I happen to have one in my office, and you will bring it to him when you go back later."

Song Nan opened his mouth, with mixed feelings in his heart, wanting to pop up a hundred questions all at once. He suppressed his curiosity and nodded.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yue couldn't help but frowned seeing his distraught appearance. Thinking of the recent incident of Wang Minzhen following Huang Diwen all the time, Feng Yue couldn't help becoming alert, "Is there something wrong with you coming to find me?" about?"

"Yes..." Song Nan glanced at the man with glasses standing aside who was staring at them, nodded and shook his head, "It's nothing serious, it's not about her."

Although what he said was vague, Feng Yue understood, subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to ask Zhou Qi, "Which restaurant to eat?"

"This is the one." Zhou Qi pointed to the Sichuan restaurant in the front left, "I've eaten too lightly these days, and I want something appetizing."

The three of them entered the store together, and as soon as they sat down, the waiter came over with soy milk and poured a bowl for each of the three, then threw a greasy order paper and a small book on the table, and asked them to order after ordering. Write a small book by yourself and submit it to the front desk.

Song Nan temporarily gave up the urge to ask questions, and sighed, "Isn't this attitude a little too arrogant?"

Zhou Qi saw that he came here often. He rolled up his sleeves and wrote down two dishes without looking at the menu. It’s lacking a little bit, but the taste is still good.”

Feng Yue has never been very interested in eating, so he pushed the order list to Song Nan, "Order."

Song Nanxin said, aren't you making it difficult for me? Although there are some home-cooked dishes on it, he can't write and read every word. It's embarrassing to write slowly stroke by stroke according to the list.

Seeing Song Nan's wrinkled face, Zhou Qi thought that he thought this place was not good, and said with a smile, "The restaurants around the school are all like this, and the taste is still good. Don't worry, I'll treat you."

Song Nan understood, but felt a little embarrassed, and glanced at Fengyue displeased.For a rare consonance, Fengyue deciphered the hidden meaning from his little eyes, grabbed the small book and said, "You can order and I will write it, we will do it together."

[The author has something to say]: Feng Yue: I heard that I have a boyfriend? ? ?

Song Nan: Stupid (Squinting.jpg)

Zhou Qi: I don’t know anything (Wang Tian.jpg)