The Taste of Ghosts in the World

Qi Mu thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that he had said this casually when he and Feng Baisui had been confessed before.

"You still remember this kind of thing."

"What is this kind of thing? Are you all men?"

"You're not a boy yet." Qi Mu laughed, and the memories of his childhood suddenly appeared in front of him like flowing water, "Because we always played together, and we were the only friends at that time, so we just agreed to be together in the future, I also foolishly thought that we must get married together, so I just said that out of nowhere."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional, "However, Hu Yaohui disappeared as soon as he graduated, and I couldn't find him no matter how hard I looked. I never expected to meet again in this life. I almost forgot what he looked like in elementary school."

Feng Baisui's face darkened even more thoroughly, "Why are you looking for him? Do you really want to marry him?"

"How is it possible." Qi Mu waved his hand, "It's all casually said when I was a child, who would take it seriously."

When he got home, Qi Mu untied the golden retriever from its chain, went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water, came out and saw that Feng Baisui had just turned on the TV, it happened to be a news channel, and a familiar scene suddenly appeared on the screen.

"This is Longhu, right?"

"Looks like it is."

Feng Baisui turned up the volume to listen to what was being said on the news.

"At noon today, the bodies of three young men were found in Longhu Lake. There were obvious cut marks on their throats. After forensic identification, they had died before falling into the water. There were gaps in the time of death of the deceased, but the interval was not long. The three victims were all deceased in recent days. The invited guests in the popular scientific mystery program - "The Secret of Yin-Yang Eyes" are called "Yin-Yang Eyes" teenagers by the program, whether this commonality is related to the motive of the murder is still under investigation by the police."

The Secret of Yin-Yang Eye... Isn't it the show that Qi Buyang participated in?Qi Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately called Qi Buyang.

The sound of "beep - beep -" rang for a long time, until the call ended, but the other party did not answer.

Qi Mu started to get a little nervous, he exchanged a glance with Feng Baisui, and asked him, "Could something happen to Qi Buyang too?"

"If that Luo Lang was by his side, probably not. I feel that he is not as ordinary as he appears on the surface."

"...He is not ordinary on the surface."

At this time, the phone rang, and Qi Mu saw that it was Qi Buyang calling, so he quickly picked it up and asked, "Are you still alive?"

"...Of course I'm alive."

"Then why didn't you answer the phone just now?"

"I'm helping the client choose the address of the private house, so it's inconvenient to pick me up. What's the matter?"

Qi Mu paused for a moment before saying, "Have you watched the news? Three of the guests who were on the show with you died."

"I already know." Qi Buyang said: "I am also assisting the police in investigating this matter."

"Have you ever thought... Maybe it's for those of you who have clairvoyance?"

"It shouldn't be. The dead are all lying. They have no ability at all, they can just feel it a little bit."

"You know it, but laymen don't."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, he said, "You have to be careful, you don't have the ability of spiritual vision yet."

"I didn't appear on the show again, and only you know about it."

Qi Buyang was very dissatisfied with his nonchalant attitude, and said angrily: "Anyway, we must be vigilant! Don't take it lightly!"

"……understood."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Buyang stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and Luo Lang who was walking beside him asked casually, "What did he say?"

"Qi Mu also heard about the dead man, let me be careful."

After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party didn't speak, Qi Buyang asked again: "Mr. Luo, does that murderer have any grudge against anyone? Even if it's revenge, killing one is enough? Why do you want to kill three in a row? Those three people are against each other. I don't know."

"Who knows..." Luo Lang smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Human beings tend to do more and more interesting things for a small obsession. Why do you think this is?"

Qi Buyang frowned and thought for a long time before answering: "Probably... because human life is limited?"

"Limited life..." Luo Lang muttered thoughtfully.

"Mr. Luo, have you ever been to our house before?" Qi Buyang asked suddenly. He had long felt strange. Luo Lang's room was next to his. It used to be Grandpa's room. empty.

Luo Lang was regarded as a guest of honor by the Qi family, and even arranged for him to live in Qi's room. Moreover, this person seemed to be no stranger to the Qi family, and he was familiar with wherever he went.

I asked several senior servants, and they all knew Luo Lang, but they couldn't tell the specific situation, so he had to ask himself.

"I've been here, I lived in your Qi's house for a while." Luo Lang stretched out his hand and gestured, "You were only a little old at that time."

"...Mr. Luo must have been very young at that time." Qi Buyang said unconvinced.

Luo Lang smiled, but did not answer.

In the middle of the night, everyone in the Qi family had fallen into a deep sleep. There was a slight sound in the silence, and a black figure slowly opened the window and crept in lightly.The room was dark. He recalled the information he had collected before. The person he was looking for should be next door.

"What's the point of visiting late at night?"

A cold voice came out suddenly, he was startled, his heart turned cold, and when he turned his head, there seemed to be a vague figure in the corner.

The other party didn't move, and repeated what he said just now, with a steady and soft voice, as if he just said something casually, or like a hunter lurking in the dark, sizing up his prey calmly.

……

There is still no progress in the case of the death of the boy with "yin and yang eyes", but Qi Mu temporarily put this matter behind him. Recently, his relationship with Hu Yaohui, an elementary school classmate, has become closer again. The two often talk on the phone and sometimes make appointments Hanging out together caused Feng Baisui's great dissatisfaction.

It happened that Hu Yaohui's girlfriend Xiaomei was sick and hospitalized, so Feng Baisui accompanied Qi Mu to the hospital to see her.

For the old friend's visit, Hu Yaohui seemed very happy, and quickly stood up and said, "Sit down for a while, I'll go outside and buy you a drink, what do you want to drink?"

"Whatever, anything."

"Well," Hu Yaohui said familiarly, "You can drink whatever I buy."

Feng Baisui frowned where he couldn't see.

When he went out, Qi Mu asked Xiaomei: "Is the condition serious?"

"It's not serious," Xiaomei said weakly while sitting on the hospital bed, "it's just a stomach problem, it's an old problem."

"That's good."

"Qi Mu..." Xiaomei suddenly remembered something, and looked at him hesitantly, "You and Ah Hui... are very good friends, right?"

"It used to be, but it is now. What's the matter?"

"He...was he in a good temper before?"

Noticing that Xiaomei's expression was a bit weird, Qi Mu said softly, "You and Ah Hui had a fight? Did he bully you?"

Xiaomei shook her head, "He treats me very well, and I listen to him very much, but sometimes he can be moody, and I don't know why he loses his temper suddenly, so... I'm a little scared."

Qi Mu thought for a while, "Maybe when people grow up, they will naturally become different from when they were young. I remember that he used to be a very honest child. On the contrary, I was a little more noisy and often led him to do bad things. He also Will obediently follow."

Smiling, he comforted Xiaomei and said: "He may not be very good at expressing, and he doesn't know your thoughts. You can try to talk to him and tell him these feelings."

"Hmm..." Xiaomei hesitated for a while, and then said: "He always likes to wear long-sleeved clothes, and he refuses to change into short-sleeved clothes even in hot weather, and he doesn't allow me to touch his sleeves. I think it's very strange. Once, while he was asleep, I secretly pulled it up to look, only to find that his arms were covered with red scars, had Ah Hui been injured before?"

Qi Mu suddenly fell silent, and after a while he said: "I don't know too well, you are his girlfriend, it's better to ask him directly."

"...No." Xiaomei shook her head. "I asked. He lost his temper at me that day. It was very scary. I almost cried in fright. He didn't talk to me again until a week later..."

She still wanted to say something, but Hu Yaohui opened the door and came in at this moment, and handed Qi Mu a bottle of sports drink. Xiaomei glanced at him in panic, and quickly lowered her head, not daring to say any more.

Qi Mu turned the bottle in his hand. It was the type he liked to drink when he was a child, but he didn't expect him to remember it.

After chatting casually for a while, Qi Mu got up to leave, Hu Yaohui sent him to the door, Qi Mu turned to look at Xiaomei, told him to pull him outside and asked, "Ah Hui, do you remember that incident when you were young?"

"what's up?"

Qi Mu's eyes fell on his sleeves, Hu Yaohui hid his hands behind his back unnaturally, and said with a smile: "You mean that we are going to get married?"

"..." Qi Mu couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"That sentence still counts, if you want to..." Hu Yaohui chuckled, and suddenly leaned over to touch Qi Mu's face.

The moment his fingers were about to touch the opponent's skin, a strong force pushed him away. He couldn't stand still and took several steps back.

Hu Yaohui's face was full of surprise, he stared at Qi Mu, his hands were hanging by his side, it must not be him who moved just now.

Qi Mu didn't expect Feng Baisui to do anything, so he was very embarrassed for a while, and quickly said: "You have girlfriends and you talk nonsense, be careful to let Xiaomei take it seriously."

Seeing that Hu Yaohui didn't respond, he said goodbye and left in a hurry.

"You should say hello before you do it, right?"

As soon as the elevator door closed, Qi Mu began to complain about Feng Baisui.

The latter snorted coldly, "By the time I finished greeting you, he had already touched your face."

"You are so obvious, how can I explain it next time we meet?"

"Then don't see each other." Feng Baisui said indifferently.

"..."

Qi Mu was silent for a while, and softened his tone, "He was just joking."

Feng Baisui was still very upset, and said sullenly, "I was just joking too."

Qi Mu took his hand and squeezed it, then laughed and cursed: "Childish."

Feng Baisui raised his eyebrows, simply lifted his chin, and kissed him involuntarily.

The uncle security guard in the video monitoring room got up to pour a glass of water, and when he came back, he saw that there was one more person in the picture where there was only one person just now.

"Did this elevator stop just now?" He scratched his head, and his attention was attracted by a young lady in scantily dressed clothes who entered the elevator on the other side. A large snow-white beautiful back was dangling under the camera. He was very excited. Quickly put that question behind me.

After walking out of the hospital, Feng Baisui asked Qi Mu, "You really don't know about Hu Yaohui's scar?"

"I know." Qi Mu said frankly: "But he obviously doesn't want Xiaomei to know, so it's not convenient for me to say."

"That is how the matter?"

"Fire... There was a fire in our school when he was in elementary school, and his arm was burned. After that, he has been very concerned about the scar on his hand. I guess he cut off contact with me after graduation, which is also related to this incident. "

"What about you? Are you injured?" Feng Baisui never cared about others.

Qi Mu shook his head lightly, "No, I was rescued by the teacher."

Seeing the slightly gloomy expression on his face, Feng Baisui gently held his hand.

"it's not your fault."