After marrying evil, I can't leave

Zhou Wu bit the bullet and didn't dare to ask. According to his experience, it's okay not to ask about some things, and it's easy to come true once you ask.

He quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, changed into his pajamas, and wanted to lie down at the desk and read the materials.

He wrote another note, covered it with his hand, and put it in the book this time—absolutely no alcohol.

After he finished writing like this, he secretly went to see ghosts, he watched TV, didn't pay attention, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out the materials, but found that he could still read the materials in the company, but when he got home, the ghost was not far away, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

Because he did too many strange things in this space yesterday.If he hadn't fallen asleep in the end, maybe what would happen next.

This time he has no fragments at all, and he remembers exactly what happened, the entrance, the sofa, the bathroom, the bedroom...

Ah ah ah ah ah.

Zhou Wu thought about it, and the pen that was swinging in his hand fell out.

When he bent down, he didn't use the other hand, picked up the pen first, and handed it to Zhou Wu. Zhou Wu took the pen and was a little surprised. Didn't the ghost just sit on the sofa and watch Conan?

"Thank you," Zhou Wu thanked, took the pen, and immediately straightened his body and continued to look at the materials.

The food group has less information than Gonzo. Most of them are introductions to some food dishes and restaurants, but one program can eat several dishes and visit several stores.

After turning over a few pages, they were almost gone. Zhou Wu scribbled and altered the information, and pulled out his foot from the white bear's slippers, stepping on the white bear's head and grinding it.

This is his habit, he grinds and grinds, the white bear shoes don't know where to go, his feet fumbled under the table for a while, and touched something cold.

As soon as Zhou Wu lowered his head, Baili Qizheng picked up the shoes, then knelt on one knee and stretched out his hand.

When Bailiqi lowered his head, his long hair fell to the ground, forming a winding pattern like water ripples. His cold white fingers held the milky white feet, and he put on the shoes little by little.

People have no resistance to beautiful things.

Zhou Wu lowered his head, the red on his face seemed to be dripping tomato juice, he wanted to retract his feet, but he couldn't.

After putting on the shoes, he whispered, "Thank you...I will come by myself next time."

Next, Zhou Wu found that the ghost was in a particularly good mood today. He followed him after he was busy at home, and then helped.

When brushing your teeth, you bend down to spit water, and when you look up, you see a silhouette in the mirror.When soaking feet, reach out to find a towel to wipe the water stains, and a hand will reach out and hand it to him.

After falling asleep, that hand reached into the quilt to hook his fingers, Zhou Wu turned around and pulled him back, lying face to face.

When he got up to pee in the middle of the night, he vaguely lifted the quilt and walked down. When he passed the washstand, he could see a black shadow behind him again.

Zhou Wu's hand shook, and he almost shushed, and then he held Xiao Zhou Wu with his hands coldly.

Not booed.

Who can bear this.

……

It looks like a big dog, Zhou Wu thought so while sitting on the subway to Taili in the morning.

Zhou Wu suddenly thought of his family's former black dog, Sesame Paste.

It is black all over, and its fur is shiny even if it only eats leftovers.

At that time, Zhou Wu was six or seven years old and had just entered elementary school. A relative's dog gave birth to a litter, and the more dogs were sent to his home.

Sesame paste has been with him since then.

No matter how thin the dog was when it was an adult, its face was fat when it was a child. Zhou Wu often pinched the dog's face with both hands, making it flat.

Hei Zhima became impatient, so he used his front paws to grab his hand.

I don't have many fond memories of my childhood.

But this memory is Zhou Wu's deepest memory, because sesame paste accompanied him throughout elementary school.

In junior high school, Zhou Wu went to study outside the town. One day when he returned home during the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, he found that the dog had disappeared.

Zhou Weiguo, he didn't dare to ask. He secretly went to ask his mother, but his mother turned her eyes away and patted his head without saying a word.

The next day, he found that when Zhou Weiguo was drinking with his brother, there was a pot of meat on the table, and he couldn't smell what it was.

He always thought that the dog was lost, so he asked every family in the town, but found nothing. It was not until he was in high school that he realized that the pot of meat was there.

He made a big fuss, but Zhou Weiguo even forgot about it and beat him up.

Zhou Wu wailed, his favorite, most precious, and most cherished things were not only killed, but even left no trace in the other party's memory.

Then Zhou Wu did something bad.

He scratched Zhou Weiguo's favorite expensive leather jacket, and he felt that he wanted the other party to pay something.

Afterwards, of course, it was tragic.

Thinking back to this point, the apex of my heart feels tugged.

He felt sad every time he thought about it, and he could even sympathize with the pain of Hei Zhima when he was beaten to death by the dog meat shop owner.

"Siping Road is here, please get off first and then get on..." A burst of announcements pulled Zhou Wu back.

Zhou Wu transferred to the food group, and almost everyone in the station knew about it.

In the perception of many of them, the host of the gourmet stall will inevitably be promoted step by step in the future.

Get into showbiz, cable TV, or go the other route.

Therefore, Zhou Wu received a warm welcome.

"Wu Yao, are you also assigned here?" Zhou Wu was a little at a loss until he saw Wu Yao appearing with his small Nike bag on his back.

Wu Yao chuckled: "Not only me, but they are here too, so it's safe to be with you."

As soon as Zhou Wu turned around, Ding Chengwang's sister, Hu Yu, and the others were all there, even He Hai was also there. The job card on his chest changed, and the position above became an assistant director.

In terms of qualifications, He Hai's qualifications are more than a star and a half higher than that of the director of the food show, but because of the merger, he has to be subdued. Because of this, the members of the fun talk group are fighting for him.

He Hai waved his hand: "The above arrangement is also reasonable, after all, he is more familiar with this program than me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the director Li Hezang came over to say hello: "Mr. He, long time no see, let's get familiar with the work."

Throughout the morning, Zhou Wu was also getting familiar with the work. The shooting time of this program is not long, but it needs high production.

The content of the work is easier than talking about it, but there is relatively less free time, and there will be no more days of vacation in a row.

Zhou Wu swallowed the last piece of pudding on the table, feeling extremely satisfied, and even licked the icing on his lips with the tip of his tongue.

After complimenting the camera, the shooting ended.

Helping them pack the props and logistics, Xiao Li couldn't help asking Zhou Wu: "Mr. Zhou, did you really swallow it?"

Zhou Wu paused and covered his throat: "Maybe it's still in my throat, do you want to spit it out?"

"No, no, no, you really love to joke!"

Zhou Wu was puzzled: "What do you mean? Can't these props be eaten?"

Wu Yao looked surprised, covered his stomach, and pretended to be dying: "This...the food is poisonous!"

Zhou Wu: ...

Xiao Li was almost laughed to death by Wu Yao. He waved his hands again and again, and said softly: "Because the hosts of this show are all good-looking little fresh meat and big beauties. Usually, for their own management, they eat in front of the camera, and when they turn around, they will vomit. Lose."

Zhou Wu opened his eyes wide in shock, so he was about to clear the scene just now, was he worried that the picture of spitting out food would spread?

No wonder the show crew looked a little surprised when they saw him just now.

Wu Yao was also shocked: "It's so delicious that I would throw up, what a waste."

Zhou Wu was also thinking that it would be impossible for him to spit it out after eating it.

He said: "I'm not afraid of getting fat, and I can't get fat either."

Wu Yao: "You really know how to spread hatred."

Zhou Wu naively thought that the reason why the food column is the most popular and the most people compete for it is because of the delicious food.

At the end of the day, Zhou Wu recorded two and a half hours of feature film, and was told that tomorrow the recording location would be a newly opened restaurant in the city center.

When he got off work, Wu Yao said quietly: "This restaurant gave a sponsorship fee, I didn't know that the food group made so much money, one sponsorship for one episode, compared to our fun talk, only one or two sponsorships, indeed If you don’t make money, you should also manage yourself, maybe you will get rich in the future..."

Even so, Zhou Wu still likes to talk interestingly. The team members are all like friends, and they talk very casually.

In the studio today, all the staff members were very cautious, and they didn't dare to say too much, and even spoke softly.

This show is not as warm and comfortable as it appears in front of the screen-

In the middle of the night, the lights of an adult goods store were still on, the window was knocked, and there was a crackling sound.

The boss opened the window from the inside, and the heat came out.

"You want to buy..." The boss's voice paused.

The person in front of him... was wearing an ancient costume, with long, white hair and dark eyes. This strange attire made the boss look down at his feet in fright.

Huh, there are feet...!

Wait, no shadow! ! !

When opening a late-night shop, you will always encounter strange things. Although the boss is afraid, he will not be scared to pee immediately.

"Buy these," said the 'man'.

The boss took a note tremblingly, and was shocked when he saw what was on the note.

It's all gay stuff!

It's a ghost...

He didn't dare to delay, and quickly took out the goods and packed a bag. He didn't think about collecting money, maybe he would receive Ming coins.

But the pale index finger and middle finger held a bank/bank/card and stretched it in.

He said, "Swipe your card."

boss:……

The boss hurriedly took out the credit card machine, and the payment was actually successful.

Boss: "You go, your card!"

Seeing the other party accepting the card, the boss wiped the sweat from his brow, quickly closed the door and turned off the lights, thinking that he was not doing business today, and went out, the street has long since disappeared-

One morning a week later, Zhou Wu hurried to work, and after seeing the WiFi on his face in the subway, he caught a glimpse of his newly received text message, opened it, and was shocked.

【尾号8989，您于2020年12月x日8点32分，消费988元。】

Zhou Wu:?

Soon, another text message came.

【尾号8989，您于2020年12月x日8点33分，消费588元。】

He immediately opened his online bank to check his balance, and he was suffocated to find that his balance had indeed decreased.

Is it stolen?

When Wu Yao found out about this, he accompanied Zhou Wu to the police station after get off work. Because the amount was not large, he could only record it first, and there was no actual operation. They said they would actively develop progress.

Zhou Wu immediately changed the password, paid the password/password, and opened the face ID.

But the stolen one thousand and five can't come back.

Zhou Wu cried and counted the rent, electricity and water bills with his fingers. Originally, he was thinking of spending five hundred to buy a counterfeit mobile phone for Bailiqi...

The two chatted all the way, Wu Yao comforted him, and said that if it was not enough, the relief at the end of the month, they were all buddies, whoever they were.

They got off the subway and went to a group-buying restaurant for dinner. After eating, Zhou Wu and Wu Yao took the bus at both ends.

After waving goodbye, he boarded the bus.

It's almost 7 o'clock to clock in after get off work, and it's almost 8 o'clock when I get to the dining place, and it's almost 9 o'clock.

However, there were still many passengers on the bus, which was extremely crowded. Zhou Wu swiped his card and found a seat in the back row.

Outside the window is the continuous flow of vehicles, and the colorful neon lights add a layer of red, red and green to the bus shell.

The noisy conversation around him gave him the illusion that he was blending into the city.

The shaking of the car and the smell of gasoline made Zhou Wu a little motion sick. He didn't dare to look at his phone, and squinted his eyes.

Zhou Wu didn't pay much attention to the customers on the seat next to him coming and going.

Until Zhou Wu wondered why he hadn't reached the next stop yet, his heart skipped a beat.

He raised his head to look at the street scene outside, and the pedestrians coming and going seemed to have no sense of disobedience.

The pale light inside the car reflected my hands in gray and white, and the back of the old seat cast a shadow, dividing the ground inside the car into black and white distinct parts.

When he raised his head and turned his head, his heart reached his throat in an instant, and he almost cried out.

There was a passenger sitting on the seat next to him. Zhou Wu was on his neckline, so he didn't see his head.

The blood stains wet his neckline, and it has turned black. It flowed down the clothes, forming a large black mark, and the corners of the clothes were dripping with blood...

Zhou Wu felt inexplicably that he had turned his "head" to look at him.

"What are you looking at?" He seemed to have a mouthful of phlegm in his throat.

Zhou Wu: ...

Fuck, scared to death.

Zhou Wu turned his head back slowly, his back was completely stiff, and he turned on the phone screen with shaking hands. Because of shaking hands, he did it several times and almost locked the screen.

Normally there is no signal.

He wanted to distance himself from the "people" around him, and slowly moved his position, only to find a girl sitting on the left.

She looked out the window, wearing a long windbreaker and denim skirt with high heels, black and straight, looking very OL and professional.

Zhou Wu knocked her lightly with his arm: "Hello..."

Before she could say what she wanted to say, she saw her turn her head slowly, and Zhou Wu's heart stopped for a second again.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The light hit her face, the skin was smooth and wrinkle-free, but there were no facial features on it.

The skin on her face moved, and Zhou Wu felt that she was smiling.

She said slowly, "What's the matter, handsome boy."

I'm about to pee, Zhou Wu felt.

Zhou Wu twitched the corners of his mouth unnaturally, stuttering and almost speechless: "No, it's okay, I knocked it accidentally..."

She covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehehe."

The scalp was about to explode, and the laughter sounded like scratching a blackboard.

The car stopped without calling the stop, Zhou Wu wanted to get up immediately, this was a good opportunity to get off the car, but soon, he found that the scene outside was wrong.

This is not a street, but a dark... cemetery!

Ding ding dong, there was a sound of metal clashing, the door closed, and the car started driving again.

Zhou Wu didn't dare to look up.

They got into the car and chatted.

A young voice said, "What happened to the fierce god?"

Female voice: "Who knows, the boss doesn't really want to get close."

Young voice: "I thought I would receive the paperwork soon."

Middle-aged voice: "Don't mention it, so what if you receive it, the boss doesn't dare to accept it, and we go as errands in a car, it's not easy."

The female voice reminded: "Don't worry about it, walk around if you encounter it, I'm afraid he will cut me down with a knife."

Then a dignified voice intervened: "His time is almost up."

Who are they talking about?

A flash of inspiration flashed through Zhou Wu's mind, but he missed it, and because of nervousness, he missed a few words.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the fingertips across the phone screen. From the corner of the phone, he saw that there were a few slender metal chains around his feet.

That Wutou didn't know when he got out of the car, and was replaced by the "people" who had just spoken.

Zhou Wu suddenly remembered whether he had heard this voice before.

The conversation I heard when I came out of the mountain and was hospitalized!

Zhou Wu was still thinking in his heart, when suddenly he heard the voice beside him saying, "No, why does this place smell like a stranger?"

"I smell it too."

"It smells so good, who is it, I haven't eaten today."

"Go away, didn't you see that I'm here?"

Even with his head down, Zhou Wu felt that he was locked on by many eyes, and cold sweat protruded from the back of his neck. He quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Asleep? Asleep."

"Hey, isn't this who...?"

"Who?"

Zhou Wu's back tensed immediately, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Fortunately, someone interrupted their conversation at this moment: "The next one is a nail shop, let's prepare for a waste of time."

"bother."

Zhou Wu was so anxious that suddenly the bus slammed on the brakes. Zhou Wu was caught off guard and knocked his head on the backrest in front of him.

thump————

very painful.

He didn't dare to speak out.

"Fuck, how did you drive? My head fell off and it was just sewn on."

Zhou Wu: Sew it on...?

"What's the matter? His wig is all crooked." A female voice with a soft voice.

But the 'person' beside said: "Hey, did you hear any sound just now, who hit so hard?"

At this time, I heard the sound of the radio: "The Hydrology Road is here, the Hydrology Road is here."

Zhou Wu was shocked, isn't this the station he wants to go to?

The station attendant glanced at the back and kicked off the wig under his feet: "Is there anyone who wants to get off, and if there is no one, the door will be closed."

do not miss it!Zhou Wu shouted, and he bravely shouted: "Me! I want to get out of the car!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Wu took a deep breath and raised his hands to stand up.

"Excuse me, I've arrived..." Zhou Wu gritted his teeth and said to the 'people' around him.

Only then did he see clearly that the other party was wearing a dark robe, his tongue was drooping, the corners of his mouth almost reached the ears, and he was holding a black chain in his hand.

"Oh..." The long tongue immediately withdrew its legs.

Zhou Wu trembled at his feet, and was almost caught by the seaweed-like long hair in the middle.

He was about to step out of the bus gate when he was suddenly stopped, and Zhou Wu turned around in fear: "What, what's wrong?"

The blue-faced station attendant raised his eyes: "You didn't swipe your bus card!"

Zhou Wu: ...

"Ah, sorry!"

He took it out of his pocket five times before he took it out. With a beep, he finished brushing and immediately rushed out of the car without looking back.

Panting on his knees, when his breathing became more stable, the shopkeeper's cries sounded in his ears.

Looking up, the bustling urban village unfolds in front of you.

Looking back, the bus had disappeared.

Zhou Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked slowly towards the community with soft steps.

Ever since he came out of the mountains, he has often encountered strange things. Apart from physical fear, he is almost used to it psychologically.

With weak feet and weak legs, he finally climbed to the sixth floor. Zhou Wu took the key to open the door. When he turned the keyhole, he suddenly felt a little strange.

He didn't know what he was wondering about, so he opened the door and walked in.

After changing into the indoor slippers, he knew what he was wondering.

Ghost not at home?

He didn't open the door for himself, didn't greet him at the entrance immediately, and didn't turn on the TV to watch the drama.

After turning on the lights, Zhou Wu entered the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen, but saw no ghosts.

Suddenly there was a sense of loss and panic in my heart.

Wait, what are you missing, what are you panicking about?

Shouldn't everyone be happy?

He immediately put on his pajamas and went to take a bath, but during the bath, Zhou Wu subconsciously checked for a figure standing outside the glass door several times in a row.

After taking a shower, Zhou Wu put on a towel and sank into the sofa with wet hair.

He was thinking, if the ghost was there at this time, he would definitely wipe his hair...

Do not think.

Zhou Wu turned on the TV, and the costume drama was broadcasting on the TV. After watching it for a while without expression, he felt extremely boring.

He doesn't like costume dramas, but if he watches them with ghosts, he will watch the ghosts' expressions.

For example, when a ghost sees a fight scene, he will have a subtle micro-expression, which looks disgusting.

When you see a love scene, you will stretch your brows.

Seeing dog-blood ethics will bring a little confusion.

When you see sadness and sadness, you will think about it.

Of course, you have to observe carefully, otherwise you will feel that he is expressionless the whole time, like a piece of wood.

But this time, he was the only one watching the costume drama, watching Hao's unsmooth fighting, watching...

His face was expressionless, like a log.

Zhou Wu kept watching late at night like this. It was nearly twelve o'clock, and the room was still empty. He tried to call the other party's name, but there was no response.

After going to bed, he stared at the ceiling, a little unable to sleep.

I once had a friend who used to have an independent personality, and she cried every night after breaking up. He didn't understand it at the time, but now he seems to understand.

Because the other party cried and said to him: "I thought I was used to it, but when someone pulls you out of loneliness, you never want to go back..."

Once you get used to being with you, you never want to go back to being alone.

He tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and finally fell asleep vaguely when he heard the rooster crowing.

He didn't sleep well, and frowned.

He didn't fall asleep until a big cold hand smoothed the wrinkles between his brows.

The alarm clock rang, Zhou Wu reluctantly opened his eyes, reached out to get the alarm clock, but found that his hand was being held, he woke up instantly, turned his head to see, the ghost was lying beside him, looking at him with open eyes.

Zhou Wu stared at him for several seconds, wanting to ask where you were, but finally didn't ask.

"Good morning..." Zhou Wu said.

"Good morning," said the ghost.

Except for this night, the ghost did not disappear again, but because of this night, every time Zhou Wu opened the door, he wondered if someone would open the door for him?

He was terrified at the thought of himself.

What kind of emotions did you have towards ghosts?

rely……?Just like the sesame paste?

After Zhou Wu realized this, he was so upset that he was sweating all over his body.

He wants to stay away.