Ghost Fu Captivity

The door can stop others, but it cannot stop Zhai Meng.

But Zhai Meng didn't dare to go in, he was afraid that Yan Zhong wouldn't want to see him.

After all, he was the one who made Yan Zhong angry, and Yan Zhong got sick.

"The young master was looking for you as soon as he woke up, so go in and have a look." The housekeeper appeared behind Zhai Meng at some point, looked at him like a child who did something wrong, and persuaded him in a low voice.

After all, if the master wants to leave, Daoist Lu's ability can't trap him.This point was instructed by Daoist Lu himself thousands of times.

If he left, his young master would really be hopeless.

Zhai Meng hung his head and followed the butler into the house.

The family doctor was still trying to persuade Yan Zhong, "...although the body is getting better, but we still can't take it lightly... remember not to get angry..."

Yan Zhong, who was lying on the bed with a pale complexion, lit up when he saw Zhai Meng at the first sight.

The butler pulled the chattering family doctor out the door, leaving the young couple to talk heart-to-heart in the room.

"Mengmeng, come and sit." Yan Zhong patted the side of the bed lightly, signaling Zhai Meng to come and sit.

Zhai Meng drooped her head and sat on the side of the bed hesitantly.The last time Daoist Lu came, all the furniture in Yan Zhong's bedroom were pasted with talisman papers immediately, so Zhai Meng could use them.It's just that he kept arguing with Yan Zhong and didn't pay attention.

Yan Zhong stretched out his hand, and Zhai Meng put both hands on it familiarly.Yan Zhongxu held the two balls of air, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and his voice was hoarse: "I thought you left... Mengmeng, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't leave me, okay?"

The big eyes soon became watery, and Zhai Meng pursed his mouth, blinked and blinked, trying his best not to cry.But the weather overhead was unequivocal, it was sunny and rainy.

……what's going on?

Zhai Meng tried to bear it again, couldn't help it anymore, "Wow..." Big tears came out of his eyes, the tears he held back in front of Daoist Lu and the butler grandpa, in front of Yan Zhong, it was like a flood that had opened its gates Generally out of control.

Being able to experience joy, anger, sorrow and joy so vividly was beyond the imagination of Zhai Meng who suffered from congenital heart disease.Zhai Meng decided to indulge.After all, he's just a 23-year-old kid, isn't he?

Zhai Meng was really sad.When I woke up, it was a lie to realize that I was not sad when I died. It was a lie to not be angry when I found out that I was married out of nowhere. Not being able to cry, not making noise, not being depressed is also false...

Yan Zhong looked at the crying Zhai Meng at a loss, he couldn't touch him, he couldn't wipe his tears away, so he had no choice but to hold Zhai Meng's air in his arms, softly coaxing,

"Don't cry, I know you've been wronged. Don't worry, I didn't cheat. That maid was just bandaging my wound. It was the first time I saw her, and I didn't even know her name. Didn't you personally watch the housekeeper put her away that afternoon? Will she send her away? Be good, don't cheat, haven't cheated before, and never will in the future. I want you alone. No one else. "

The tips of Zhai Meng's ears turned red. He shyly skipped President Yan's similar confession, chose another point, and said with a sob, "...the wound? I want to see it."

For the first time in his life, President Yan hesitated for a while.

Zhai Meng squinted his eyes, and when others made a dangerous expression, he acted cutely, "Don't lie to me, or I won't talk to you!"

Unable to bear the threat of leaving, Zhai Mengmeng could only threaten President Yan with ignoring people.

Yan Zhong really likes this kind of thing. He weighed the pros and cons and hesitated for a moment, and then thought about the consequences if Zhai Meng found out after lying, he resigned to his fate and rolled up his right sleeve, revealing his wrist wrapped in layers of white cloth. Your body has been preserved. This method requires a bowl of blood from a close relative every month...Because there are no other relatives, so I use mine...If nothing happens, Mengmeng, you can still return to your body ..."

Yan Zhong thought that Zhai Meng would be very happy to hear the news, but the person on the other side was silent for a long time.He looked suspiciously, but saw the teardrops of his daughter-in-law who had just stopped crying: "Yan Zhong...are you an idiot? Just...just for a method that may not succeed..."

Zhai Meng sniffed and stood up, "I'm going to tell Taoist Master Lu that I don't want my body anymore..."

His eyes dimmed, and Yan Zhong's embrace gently fell down, "What silly words are you talking about, what do you want me to do if you don't want your body? We want to be together forever."