Stupid, I picked up a ghost

The reason is obvious, she is for him.

Yueyue watched Ye Nanqiao cut the flower branches for a long time. After she picked out more beautiful flowers to match together, she finally had a smile on her face.

"The flowers are blooming very well today. If Yueyue wakes up and sees them, she will like them too. I really hope he can see them today."

The smile at the corner of Ye Nanqiao's mouth, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and this sentence made Yueyue's heart feel like someone had pinched her, making her feel very painful.

Mom, I saw it, it's beautiful...

She took the flowers and walked to Yu Haoyue's ward. Yueyue stood up and wanted to keep up, but suddenly her footsteps faltered and she almost fell, so she quickly grabbed the pillars to stand still.

Supporting the pillar, Yueyue's head felt dizzy, everything in front of her eyes seemed blurred, and she was spinning around. He held his forehead for a long time before he got better... He moved, and then his chest felt tight, There was an unknown suffocation that made him unable to breathe.

Covering her chest, Yueyue, who had this kind of experience, suddenly realized that maybe it was because she was too far away from Wen Yanyang? ?

Staying by Wen Yanyang's side for so long, Yueyue had forgotten about it.

He frowned, looking at Ye Nanqiao's back going upstairs, Yueyue knew that he should hurry back to that person's side now, and...he also missed him.

He knew that what he had to do now was to rush over to see that person.

-

Early in the morning, the students were asked to go to the rehearsal.

Although I have the experience of the first two shows, and I have more experience with idols, but in order to ensure that tonight is safe and the live broadcast is compact, two rehearsals are arranged according to the usual practice.

The program that Wen Yanyang prepared this time is a song that is a little difficult for him. This song is very nice. It was heard in a nearby coffee shop when he went out to shoot commercials last time.

At that time, Yueyue was with him...

"No, stop! You rushed to shoot here!" The music director frowned and called a timeout. Wen Yanyang, who was singing on the stage, stopped and listened to the director's suggestion with the microphone in both hands.

The director patiently explained to him how to turn the sound, Wen Yanyang nodded and continued to try many times.

Under the stage, Ou Lai folded his arms around his chest, and his eyes searched Wen Yanyang back and forth wantonly.

Wen Yanyang sang it again, and the director reluctantly nodded, "Your performance is still unstable, and your timbre is very suitable for this song. A layman may not be able to tell where your singing is not good. , but an insider will know as soon as they hear it, we are on stage, so we have to be responsible to every audience, you can use the afternoon to practice again, and try to keep it at this level."

"Okay, thank you!"

He nodded gratefully, and thanked this responsible music director. In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to sing seriously, but he was really out of shape.

When Wen Yanyang finally came down, Ou Lai blocked his way with his arms crossed, his eyes fell on his fair neck, he licked his lips, shook his head and said, "You've sung it three times and still can't sing!" Well, if you touch it for me, I will teach you, how about it?"

Wen Yanyang glanced at him sideways, since that day, this man has been like a dog's skin plaster, wherever he goes, every time he sees Ou Lai, he loses his appetite.

Does that count as workplace harassment?

He couldn't figure it out, he had already seen him scold him once and still couldn't go away, why there are such cheap and shameless people in this world, who rush to scold him... It's really weird, do you have to beat him Would you give up on him?

Since Ou Lai was shameless, Wen Yanyang never planned to show him a good face.

He tilted his head expressionlessly, turned sideways, and looked up at Ou Lai coldly, "If you can't speak, you can donate your mouth, although no one may want it, after all, your mouth is as smelly as eating Ollie's. Besides, people If you are short, don't get in the way, be careful that I accidentally step on your foot."

Ou Lai, who is 1.7 meters three, is indeed not that tall in front of Wen Yanyang, who is 1.8 meters. He stared and wanted to refute, but Wen Yanyang didn't intend to talk to him. "Inadvertently" crushed Ou Lai's foot.

Ou Lai couldn't help but let out a scream, jumped up and shouted: "You!!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's too dark here, I accidentally stepped on your cry without seeing clearly, I'm really sorry, I have something to go." Wen Yanyang smiled and waved him politely. waved.

Fang Quan, who heard their conversation not far away, pulled him back worriedly. Wen Yanyang was taken aback, and patted him with a smile, "It's okay, he can only play lip service, and dare not do anything else."

"But..." He still looked worried.

"It's all right now! You rehearse well, I'll go back when I'm a little tired!"

"Okay, take a good rest and work hard tonight!"

After saying goodbye to Fang Quan, Wen Yanyang suppressed the fake smile on his face.

Ever since Yueyue fell into a coma, his enthusiasm for facing life has also disappeared all of a sudden.

For a while, he lost interest in the things around him, couldn't keep up his energy when practicing singing, and couldn't eat well. Even Guan Yuan asked if he wanted to bring him a small cake, but he shook his head and said no.

It's not like myself anymore.

Hey~ People, it’s okay to be alone all the time, but once you get used to having someone to accompany you, you will become addicted...

For more than a week, except for the program team's request to go out to do activities and necessary exercises, Wen Yanyang spent his spare time in the dormitory.

Every time before opening the door, he would stand at the door and let out a breath, wondering if he would be able to see Yueyue on the bed after opening the door, watching a movie with his tablet, smiling sweetly when he saw him come back Say "You're back!"

But it didn't...every expectation was met with disappointment again and again...my heart was also empty.

When I opened the door, I was faced with a dark room with an empty bed.

Wen Yanyang never thought that someone would have such a big impact on his life. Two days ago, he asked for leave with the program team to go to Puhua Temple.

Guan Yuan happened to be there at that time, so he enthusiastically acted as his driver. When he learned the destination of the trip, he was surprised that Wen Yanyang, who is a young man in the new era, was such a believer in gods and Buddhas, and even I have to ask for special leave to come to incense!

But since they all came, Guan Yuan also burned incense together by the way, praying that he would be rich in his lifetime.

But this trip Wen Yanyang found nothing. After he knocked on the wooden fish with the old monk of Puhua Temple for a long time, the old monk said: Yueyue will come back before the time comes, let him continue to wait.

How long will it take?Wen Yanyang didn't know.

After asking, the monk also shook his head and kept silent.

-

Yueyue's body is becoming more and more transparent, as if a gust of wind can blow him away.

His heart hurt more and more, but all he could do was speed up.

When he arrived, as soon as he entered Wen Yanyang's room, he saw Wen Yanyang sitting on a chair with his eyes closed in the bright room.

Seeing the person he had been thinking about for a long time, Yueyue felt that his heart did not hurt so much. Although he knew that he had no sound when he walked, he still walked lightly to his side.

Squatting down, looking up at Wen Yanyang's flawless profile, it's still so pretty, sitting here quietly, more charming than anyone else.

This is his Wen Yanyang.

Yueyue smiled slightly, raised her hand, and gently stroked his face.

His big hands weighed Wen Yanyang's face as big as his slap.

Touching his soft face, Yueyue paid attention to his reaction, but the other party probably didn't feel his presence.

fair enough……

Yueyue's thumb gently rubbed against his greasy face, as gently as if she was stroking a treasure.

But Wen Yanyang is his treasure in the world.

His eyes fell on his rosy lips, Yueyue's eyes darkened, and her hands froze. These lips... must be very soft, sweet and easy to kiss.

Then he slowly approached, and before he realized it, he had already kissed Wen Yanyang's long-coveted lips...

It is indeed soft.

Yueyue snickered for a while, before she had time to recollect it, her eyes went dark...

Wen Yanyang on the chair seemed to feel something, and suddenly woke up. After looking around the room, he touched his lips strangely.

It's strange, it seems that something has sprayed on my lips just now, and it's still shiny.

"Cough cough..."

Wen Yanyang's whole body trembled, and he looked towards the bed in disbelief. Then he saw Yueyue who had been lying motionless on the bed for many days and sat up slowly, stroking her head.

Yueyue felt a little embarrassed. She had just kissed her when her eyes went dark. When she opened her eyes, she found that she had returned to this body...

More importantly, he was a 1.9-meter-tall guy last second, and now he looks like a kid again.

He licked his lips, turned his head to look at Wen Yanyang who stared wide-eyed, blinked, raised a smile and said, "Yanyang, I'm awake..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yanyang who was sitting on the chair rushed over and hugged the little Yueyue.

"What happened to you before? Why did you lie on the corpse for so long without saying a word, you scared me to death, and thought you would never wake up again... You poor child, you have been hurting you for so long Oh, smelly Yueyue!!"

Wen Yanyang said that he was crying in the end, which made Yueyue panic and patted him on the back in a hurry.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm waking up now, I'm sorry for making you worry, don't cry, okay?"

Let go of Yueyue, Wen Yanyang gritted his teeth and said: "No! I didn't cry!"

It's true that I didn't cry, but my eyes were red and teary, but I could barely hold back the tears.

Yueyue straightened up on her knees, reached out to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, touched his red eye sockets, Wen Yanyang blinked, and the long eyelashes swept across his palms, itching.

"I didn't cry, our Yangyang is a man, how could we cry?"

Wen Yanyang sniffed, and sat on the bed obediently, Ren Yueyue touched his face.

With his touch, Wen Yanyang knew that his Yueyue had really returned.