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Wei Nanjun died of embarrassment. "Hello……"

Jiang Jiajing pressed his chest and gasped for several breaths to calm the numbness in his heart. He grabbed the chair and sat down on a golden knife. He first glared at Fang Yisheng, and then smiled kindly at Wei Nanjun.

"Hello, my surname is Jiang, and I'm his teacher. What's your surname?"

"guard……"

"Oh Mr. Wei, what's your relationship?"

"..." Wei Nanjun didn't know what to say for a while, this kind of incident of going to a boyfriend's house for the night but being caught by his parents, no matter if he is still 33 years old, it is very embarrassing!

Let alone not a boyfriend...

As if seeing Wei Nanjun's discomfort, Jiang Jiajing forced a peaceful smile on his face. "It's okay, I don't care about young people."

As soon as he turned his head to Fang Yisheng, his face darkened, but because of Wei Nanjun's presence, he didn't dare to speak too clearly, for fear of scaring people away.

"Well, what, Mr. Wei, don't mind me talking to this kid outside." Jiang Jiajing got up and gave Fang Yisheng a warning look.

It's a pity that the other party is currently living in a rebellious period, and has no intention of acting at all.

Having seen him lose control, Jiang Jiajing didn't care too much. "Do you want to talk to him, or go out and talk?"

"You meddle too much." Fang Yisheng's voice became extremely low, as if it had been sanded, it was not an ordinary voice at all.

Only then did Wei Nanjun realize that something was wrong with him, and even his whole body felt different, becoming very cold and sharp.

"Yisheng?" He gently pulled the young man's hand, and he glanced at Jiang Jiajing. "You talk to the teacher, I'll make the bed, it's all mirror fragments."

Fang Yisheng held his hand back.

The hand that was still warm just now is now cold.

Even the palms are cold.

Jiang Jiajing scratched her head and sighed. "You seem to care about him too, so what happened just now? Are you unable to control yourself as long as you are angry?"

Fang Yi lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Jiang Jiajing was a little impatient and was about to scold someone, but when his eyes met the clenched hand, he suddenly realized that it wasn't Fang Yi's uncooperative voice.

He wanted this person surnamed Wei to know...

Jiang Jiajing sat down. "Mr. Wei, what we are going to talk about next may be unacceptable to you, but... I think you are all like this. There are some things he refuses to say, but I have to let you know."

Wei Nanjun felt that Fang Yisheng's grip on him became stronger, and he even felt pain.

"Is it related to Yisheng?"

Jiang Jiajing nodded. "Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world? Whether you believe it or not, for people like us, it is an established fact. We have been entangled with that world all our lives. This is the inescapable fate of us ascetics."

Wei Nanjun looked at Fang Yisheng.

"You don't have to look at him, he's different from us."

Wei Nanjun was surprised.

"The one next to you is a ghost."

Wei Nanjun thought it was a joke.Is Fang Yisheng a ghost?So has he been dreaming these days?

"Of course it's not the kind of ghost you imagine. The first time I met him was when he was 15 years old. I picked him up from the river. At that time, he had died. The cause of death was drowning and suicide."

Wei Nanjun froze all over, he almost forgot how to breathe, he could only stare at Jiang Jiajing, he almost subconsciously pulled Fang Yisheng into his arms, he didn't let go until he felt the heartbeat and warmth of the young man in his arms The breath in my heart.

"Death is death for you, but for us there are still many things after death, just a few minutes away... If I had picked him up earlier, maybe there would be no such things now, when he turned into a As a ghost, I almost let him run away."

"I'd rather you leave that nosy business alone." The deep voice had a strange metallic texture, and it didn't sound like a human voice at all.

"Shut up." Jiang Jiajing scolded. "It's been so many years, how much resentment has made you unwilling to give up? You have no contact with them for a long time, and your life has started again. Don't you, don't you want to let yourself go?"

"What do you want me to let go? Why should I let them go? One day I will drag them all down!"

"Fang Yisheng!"

Wei Nanjun quickly hugged the young man in his arms, and patted his arm comfortingly. "If you have something to say, don't be angry." He glanced at the young man with red eyes, not knowing what it was like.

His mind felt that all of this was absurd and unbelievable, and he didn't want to believe it intuitively. Is there any logic in this?

But what happened to Fang Yisheng was so strange, most of the time he was reserved and shy, but when he was kissed and touched in the filming hotel, he was bold and passionate, and he almost wanted to go through that matter with him to the end.

And now he has a strange voice that doesn't belong to the range of possible voice changes.

He couldn't help but be unshakable by all this.

Wei Nanjun felt that he was about to split.

If he didn't really like this boy, and he was shocked and distressed by Jiang's 15-year-old, drowning, and suicide, he would probably ask to leave the scene and be quiet.

He could guess with his toes, the reason Fang Yisheng couldn't figure it out was his sexual orientation.

In this series of shocks, Wei Nanjun managed to sort out a decent sentence from the mess of one hundred thousand what the hell and one hundred thousand what the hell was going on.

"Then Yisheng now... Does his turning into a ghost have any impact on daily life?"

"It doesn't matter. His body came back to life after first aid. It is reasonable to say that everything will be fine when the soul returns to its original position. The bad thing is that he turned into a murderer and stepped half of his foot into the ghost realm, so he can see ghosts. If it's not that he can't think about it , he is no different from ordinary people."

"If this is the case, why do you say he is a ghost? I think it sounds like he is a person." Wei Nanjun looked at Jiang Jiajing with a sharp gaze.

That protective gesture made Jiang Jiajing feel much more relieved.

"I also want to treat him as a human being, but people don't want to kill themselves after committing suicide."

"..."

"He regards himself as a ghost, how can I treat him as a human being? A normal person is full of hatred, if he takes a knife and stabs people, but he wants to drag those people into the water and imprison them forever There."

It's not that there's something wrong with his brain, but that he's mentally twisted badly.Killing people is enough, but as a ghost, there are many ways to torture. He can cause trouble, kill people and drag them back to the waters where he drowned, and then torture their souls.

Fang Yisheng once told him that when he got tired of playing, he would let them go to reincarnation, and then find their reincarnation, and abuse them from life to life.

Just like they did to him.

How does this reassure him?He almost fainted when he heard it.

He was lucky that this big murderer was sealed in the human body, otherwise if they really let him take action, they would only make Fang Yisheng lose his mind.

Jiang Jiajing was a little tired as he spoke, he sighed. "I can't let him go, be a good child, you see, he looks so good, he is smart and hardworking, he could have a good life, even if he likes men, he should be able to find a good partner...Fang Yisheng, When will you let yourself go?"

Fang Yi was silent.

"I broke my mouth when I said those words, and your ears are about to grow calluses. I don't want to talk about it anymore. I just ask you, do you want to bring Mr. Wei in with you?"

Fang Yi frowned, Jiang Jiajing continued:

"If you don't want to, live a good life with him and think about him in everything you do. You may think that it doesn't matter if you don't have reincarnation after death, and you don't think it's nothing to be reborn forever, but what do you want others to do?"

Fang Yisheng turned around and hugged Wei Nanjun's shoulder, resting on his shoulder. "I dont want you to go……"

Jiang Jiajing was feeling relieved, so she heard his next sentence:

"I won't take you away, you will be fine."

He really didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The happy thing is that he finally found someone in this world who can be Fang Yisheng's entanglement, but the sad thing is that he hasn't let go of those treacherous thoughts after all this.

Wei Nanjun patted Fang Yisheng's back.

"Mr. Jiang, is there anything I should pay attention to?" Wei Nanjun asked. "I don't know much about your world, is there anything I should know?"

The Jiang family fell silent. "There is nothing to pay attention to. From the perspective of biological science, he is really an ordinary person. You can also think that he is prone to hysteria mentally... Well, his biggest problem is that he does not cherish his life and soul."

He thought about it and decided to popularize the relevant knowledge.

"The soul is very special. As long as it hurts the same kind or human beings, it will mutate. I can't explain this mutation clearly. I can only say that the soul will be alienated in bad behaviors such as devouring, tearing, and killing. , become something that cannot be accepted by the body, then he will not be able to survive, and will not be accepted by the order of heaven and earth. If he has the ability, he will become the king of ghosts by himself. Finally disappeared."

Wei Nanjun frowned, and immediately thought that the old house was replaced by another one. If Fang Yisheng was really taken away instead of Lin Guang, what would he do?

He suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He didn't think he would be the good son of an old couple there...

He almost killed Fang Yisheng!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hug him a little tighter, and he swore that from now on, he would do as far as he could for that kind of thing, and never give Fang Yisheng a chance to get in touch!

"Okay, that's about the end of the past, Fang Yisheng, it's time to talk about the living soul."

Fang Yisheng turned his head to look at him. "I saw his face, I knew who he was."

Jiang Jiajing raised her eyebrows.

"If it's a living soul, if it's scratched by me twice, he'll probably lose half of his life." Fang Yi's voice was still deep, but he was no longer baring his teeth and claws like before. He was like a tiger being comforted, with a hint of laziness lazy.

Wei Nanjun became nervous. "Is this going to be okay?"

Jiang Jiajing waved his hand. "It's okay if you don't die, the living soul is too weak to die when you go back, that's his business."

"Isn't this very unfair? He came by himself. Yisheng is at most a legitimate defense, right? If he really killed that thing just now, it can't be Yisheng's fault, right?"

Fang Yisheng leaned on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and his words of defense were so helpful that he almost laughed.

"It can't be helped. Do you think this can be judged in court? The rules of heaven and earth are like this. It's like radiation can change the cells of the body. If the soul kills the soul, it will be alienated. No matter how much grievance is done. All we can do is look forward to it. He, let him remember that there are people waiting for him at home when he is impulsive, instead of not looking back once he leaves."

Wei Nanjun understands this sentence, the soul that leaves the body and does evil will not be able to return, and the person will naturally die, but if Fang Yisheng thinks that there are still people at home who have to go back when he does something bad, he will restrain himself.

This is an invisible shackle.

The warmest cage.

Immediately grasping the point, Wei Nanjun turned his head and whispered in Fang Yisheng's ear. "Yisheng, have you ever thought about what I would do if you died suddenly on me just now?"

"..."

Jiang Jiajing was very relieved, and felt that Fang Yisheng had finally got a chance to get rid of this big burden.

"Do you want me to collect your body?"

"..."

"If you really become a ghost, will you come back to see me?" He kissed Fang Yi and whimpered. "See how I feel sad for you?"

Fang Yi begged for mercy, even if it was a vicious ghost, he couldn't stop his sweet words.

The author has something to say:

It's over, the confusion is too serious, and I almost didn't save the manuscript (cold sweat