I met my ex after being a dream messenger

He felt inexplicable hostility towards this handsome boss, but in the end Jiao Jiao remembered the business and asked, "What's your name?"

Lv Ya paused, and beckoned everyone's heads together: "I'm telling you quietly, our handsome guy's name is 180 degrees different from his, called——cheerful."

Jiao Jiao immediately called out in a low voice: "Lang Lang~"

Yu Qiao felt like he was going to spit out his overnight meal.

Jiao Jiao asked again: "Then what's his last name?"

Lv Ya glanced around, and waited to arouse everyone's curiosity before slowly uttering a word:

"cold."

"Cold and cheerful?" Yu Qiao blurted out.

Jiao Jiao gave a thumbs up: "What a name! Never forget it!"

Yu Qiao frowned, and said slowly, "Where did I seem to have heard of this name?"

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2. Little girl

The arrival of the new boss urges Xianyu Yuqiao to get busy—he is busy coding and writing ghost stories to earn some living expenses when he is at work, and he is busy wandering around hoping to make some achievements when he is off work.

Such a high-spirited working state probably appeared in the first three years of Yu Qiaogang's dream envoy, and then declined again and again in the next twenty years, and then simply followed the hairless former boss to hang out leisurely.

Just thinking about it like this, Yu Qiao opened a ghost door in a daze, and drove to a random place without calculating the destination accurately.When he got out of the gate of hell, he happened to see three words as bright as blood written on the stone:

Shilibu.

What a ghost!Yu Qiao has been avoiding this place for the past few years, and he didn't expect an omission, and finally came here by accident.

"Could this be some kind of arrangement?" Yu Qiao exclaimed as he looked at the three big characters that looked like blood.

A few years ago, he gave an old man a dream and got a customized pen by accident.Yu Qiao was very sensitive to the fact that this fountain pen might have some connection with his previous life. In order to avoid remembering those messy things, he tried his best to avoid Shilibu.

During these years as a dreamer, Yu Qiao has passed two hundred and fifty to one hundred and eight lives, so he has long since lost interest in his previous life experience.Love and hatred, birth, old age, sickness and death are just the obsessions of the people in the game. He finally jumped out, so naturally he doesn't want to fall into the quagmire again.

However, Yu Qiao thought of his blank performance report and his unsmiling new boss, so he could only comfort himself: "It shouldn't be such a coincidence, I ran into ghosts related to pens once, since they all came..."

Forced by life, Yu Qiao is lucky and ready to try his luck.It snowed lightly in Shilibu in the evening, and the thin snowflakes fell on the ground and melted quickly, leaving only the muddy water on the street and the cold sky.

Yu Qiao walked for a long time before seeing a seller of roasted sweet potatoes, so he bought a roasted sweet potato for four yuan and held it in his palm tremblingly.Other than that, I didn't even see a single ghost on the street.

"Let me just say, how could it be such a coincidence..." Yu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and walked along the sidewalk on the street talking to himself, completely forgetting that his real purpose was to find a ghost to help him dream.

When the roasted sweet potato in his hand was almost cooling, a little girl jumped up opposite him, with a high ponytail, a creamy yellow skirt and a red scarf. She looked about ten years old at most.

Very cold, but very lively.

It felt like she was bouncing around in her own world, and everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Of course it also includes Yuqiao.

The little girl didn't even look at him, and skipped past him.

"that……"

Yu Qiao plucked up his courage to take the initiative to solicit potential customers, but unfortunately, the potential customer jumped too fast and didn't hear his greeting at all.

Unexpectedly, 5 minutes later, the little girl folded back again.

"Brother Dream Maker," the little girl stretched out her hand, "Can I ask you to entrust a dream?"

Yu Qiao was a little flattered. Seeing the pink and purple transparent halo around the little girl, he knew that she was a new ghost who had just died, and because he was a child, he definitely couldn't accept the fact that he died, so he changed his words. Ask her: "Of course, why don't you tell me first, how can you see me?"

The little girl replied as a matter of course: "Because I'm dead!"

"..." Yu Qiao felt that ghosts are more open than humans now, "What's your name?"

"My name is Xiao Yao." The little girl tilted her head and introduced her name, "Brother Mengshi, what's your name?"

"Hello, little Xiaoyao, my name is Yu Qiao." Yu Qiao pointed to the park behind, "There is a pavilion over there, shall we go sit and chat there? Tell me slowly, what dream do you want to entrust, and entrust it to me." who."

"Okay." Xiao Yao followed Yu Qiao to the park bouncing around.

A girl at this age jumps up and down, no matter how you look at it, she is cute and cute, but Yu Qiao is very keen to catch the indifference in her eyes——

Xiao Yao's eyes glowed with a quiet and cold light, coupled with the playful movements, it was very split.

"Ahem..." Such a ghost is hard to deal with at first glance, Yu Qiao subconsciously coughed, but the only response to him was the darkening night and the empty park with no one around.

It was already dark early in the winter night, and when it snowed again, it was too dark before seven o'clock.The few cold white street lamps in the park were shining palely, and under the lights, a few leaves were moving like ghosts without wind, which looked strange and terrifying.

Where no one is, it is easy to be enveloped by ghosts.

Yu Qiao was a little surprised: such a young girl like Xiao Yao has such a ghostly aura on her body.

After the two sat down in the pavilion, Yu Qiao started his professional question and answer as a dream envoy: "Okay, little Xiao Yao, you can tell me what dream I want to entrust."

"I want to entrust a nightmare." Xiao Yao tilted her head, but her eyes were indifferent.

Sure enough, as Yu Qiao guessed, Xiao Yao's exit was unusual, but Yu Qiao had rich experience, so he continued to ask calmly: "Okay, it's a nightmare. Who should I entrust to it?"

"The murderer who killed me." Xiao Yao blinked after finishing speaking, and then suddenly giggled without warning, the laughter resounded in the dark and deserted park, a little creepy.

"You mean to say that you were killed by someone else?"

"Yes, I was killed." Xiao Yao looked at Yu Qiao with her big eyes.

"Then... May I ask who the murderer is?"

"I don't know," Xiao Yao shook her head, "Brother Dream Envoy, can you find it for me first? I heard people say that you recently succeeded in helping a ghost grandfather who has been wandering for nearly ten years in a dream, so you must You can help me, can you?"

"Ah, here," Yu Qiao was a little embarrassed, "To be honest, I'm a very good rookie when it comes to finding the murderer. I haven't even seen Conan and Detective Sherlock, so I may not be able to help you."

"But I heard that the dream emissary has no right to refuse our request."

"..." Yu Qiao already knew that Shilibu was not a blessed place, and he bumped into a blackmailer as soon as he came here.

However, there is nothing wrong with what Xiao Yao said. They really cannot refuse any request made by ghosts. If they think they really can't achieve it, they can report it to their superiors and let them resolve it.

Yu Qiao thought of Leng Kailang's face, and could only consider himself unlucky: Forget it, talking to Leng Kailang is more difficult than finding the murderer.

The three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, Yu Qiao has an idea, and is going to ask his colleagues who are hurting each other to help, maybe a blind cat bumps into a dead mouse and really finds the murderer?Or it is possible for Xiao Yao to stop cooperating voluntarily because of waiting impatiently.

"Yu Qiao?" Seeing that he hadn't said anything for a long time, Xiao Yao called out.

Yu Qiao smiled reluctantly: "Okay, little girl Xiao Yao, I have already understood your needs, and will do as soon as possible according to your wishes, and I will trouble little girl Xiao Yao to actively cooperate when the time comes." us."

Xiao Yao shook her legs and giggled inexplicably.

Yu Qiao ignored her, and after saying goodbye, he opened a ghost door and went home to sleep.

The next morning, when Yu Qiao was stepping to the company, he happened to meet Leng Kailang coming out of his small office to fetch water.Yu Qiao took a glance and found that he was wearing a creamy yellow sweater, and he had tied his shoulder-length hair into a low bun. Coupled with his clean and neat jaw line, the whole person looked so beautiful There was a hint of warmth in the cold.

Yu Qiao rolled his eyes at him in his heart: coquettish.

It’s really not that Yu Qiao’s thinking is rigid, the main reason is that he hasn’t worn the cold and cheerful clothes for the past few days since he started working, such as jeans, overcoats, sweaters, sweaters... almost every style has been worn once, even the ears that are not the same as usual. Chen Bing, who heard things outside the window, noticed this.

Jiao Jiao's eyes shine every day.

Where is this what a mature boss should look like?Yu Qiao snorted in his heart.

But these are not the key points. Yu Qiao's focus now is how to help Xiao Yao find the murderer, so as to avoid reporting to Leng Kailang, because he doesn't want to admit that he is incompetent in front of this new boss.

Yu Qiao told the ins and outs of the matter in a small group of several people, and finally asked everyone sincerely: as the saying goes, rely on your parents at home, and rely on bad friends when you go out.In view of the fact that everyone is a widow without father and mother, please extend your helping hand to help me!

"Tch—" Jiao Jiao burst out laughing uncontrollably in his seat, "Yu Qiao, with your two brushes, are you looking for a murderer?"

Yu Qiaomu answered him seriously, "It's us."

Scared by his seriousness, Jiao Jiao shrank into a big ball and stammered: "This...sorry, there is nothing I can do to help..."

Lv Ya was also not sure, and said in a low voice, "The concubine has a weak heart."