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Yu Qiuliang doesn't like guessing riddles, but he is interested in prizes.As long as it is something he is interested in, if he can get it, he must get it.He hugged the old ghost and rubbed and rubbed, trying to coax him to speak, but the other party always maintained that tight-lipped posture, like a gourd whose mouth was sawn.He didn't speak, Yu Qiuliang had no choice but to mutter and complain, but he still refused to let go.

Yu Xiasheng was not in a daze, but at the same time that Qiuliang was acting like a monster, many thoughts flashed through his mind.He abandoned the too-violent plan one, and gave up the too gentle plan two, and finally chose the compromise plan three: a slap and a sweet date.He thinks it works for kids.

"X1012 is me." The old ghost who had been silent for a long time suddenly said, and dropped a heavy bomb/bomb, "You also have a number, and special dead people have numbers. But I can only tell you so much."

Hearing that the old ghost was finally willing to tell himself something, Yu Qiuliang suddenly felt the heart that had been dead for a long time beating non-stop in his chest.He opened his mouth, suppressed his nervousness and excitement, and continued to ask: "Then, under what circumstances is the deceased special?"

"Suicide or homicide is considered special." Yu Xiasheng replied, "Accidental and natural deaths are certainly not included."

Yu Qiuliang gave a meaningful "hmm" and looked at the tall building opposite through the floor-to-ceiling windows.He thought that the little girl who fell to her death some time ago should be placed in the ranks of "homicide", after all, she died at the hands of that female ghost.When he mentioned the red leather shoe ghost, he immediately thought of the two numbers that appeared frequently recently. He checked Yu Xiasheng's cell phone and found that the recent conversations basically revolved around these two numbers.

However, in their chat records, there seems to be a missing paragraph, which was deleted by Yu Xiasheng.Yu Qiuliang didn't know what secret he was protecting, but it was obvious that since he was guarding it so hard, the thing he wanted to hide was undoubtedly the most important thing.If this matter is dug out from the ground, what kind of expression will appear on Yu Xiasheng's face?Yu Qiuliang thought about it, and suddenly laughed.Yu Xiasheng glanced at him, and felt that he was too excited tonight.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Yu Xiasheng closed the window of the living room, and the cold wind that was blowing suddenly stopped its raging.It was blocked by ruthless glass windows, and no matter how it hit, it couldn't rush into the house.It roared crazily, but the sound was completely blocked. What it did was to roll down a few more leaves from the sparsely leafed tree.Yu Qiuliang stared blankly at the swirling and falling leaf, and realized that he was unusual.

He didn't take medicine today, he hasn't taken medicine for a week.He sighed and lazily protested: "I think my mental state is fine, and I don't need to take medicine for the time being."

"Ah, you think it's okay?" Yu Xiasheng smiled sullenly.At this time, he turned his face away and turned his back to Yu Qiuliang. Yu Qiuliang couldn't see his expression, so he didn't quite understand what kind of emotion was in his laughter.Yu Qiuliang looked up at the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could clearly see their reflections on the glass, but Yu Xiasheng's face was covered by the red window grilles, Yu Qiuliang still couldn't see anything under the obstruction of the window grilles.

When he came to his senses, his hand had already lifted off the adhesive tape on the lower right corner of the window grille, and he was about to go up to find another piece of adhesive tape to remove.The room is very warm, but the glass windows are in direct contact with the cold air from the outside, and it was freezing cold at the moment. He didn't notice it for a while, and leaned forward, his entire palm was stuck to the glass, and was immediately bounced by the ice.Yu Xiasheng held his hand, rubbed it lightly, and asked, "Why did you move it all of a sudden?"

"It's old." Yu Qiuliang said, "It's all from last year, and it will have to be replaced later."

There is still a long time before the New Year, and this year's Spring Festival, there is really nothing to look forward to.Today's Spring Festival, in the words of Qiuliang, has nothing, at best, it exists as a boundary between the old and the new year.Yu Qiuliang sometimes wants to go back to his childhood. In the past, he could set off fireworks casually. He could go outside with his parents to post Spring Festival couplets and hang red lanterns. A once-a-year red envelope; but now, the old two-story building has become a tall pigeon cage, the fireworks can no longer be set off, only the red earth is left, and the Spring Festival couplets are still there, but the red lanterns are gone, because There is no place for them to hang lanterns; the most frightening thing is that Lu Huaiming has disappeared. Since Lu Huaiming died, their family rarely celebrates the New Year, and the fun of the New Year has gradually disappeared since that year.

Yu Qiuliang's mental state was indeed not very good, although he didn't notice it himself.It may be that he had run into a ghost tonight, and the Yin Qi affected him, or it may be that other things made him feel painful.In short, without any warning, he grabbed Yu Xiasheng's sleeve tightly and started sobbing intermittently.Yu Xiasheng was a little nervous by this incident—how should the child be comforted when he cries?He can't read minds, how can he know why a child is crying?All he can do is remain silent, and there is no other way but to be silent.

"I won't be able to see my mother anymore." Yu Qiuliang rubbed on the old ghost's back, trying to wipe his face with his clothes.Yu Xiasheng had no choice but to insist on letting him wipe.The young master doesn't touch the hot spring water with his fingers. Cooking and washing clothes are absolutely not his job. If he soils other people's clothes, he still asks the other person to do the laundry in the end.Yu Xiasheng frowned, and tapped his fingers on the window frame to express his inner distress, but at this moment, Yu Qiuliang thought the knocking sound was too annoying, so he pressed his hand to prevent him from moving.

"I won't be able to see my mother anymore." The pampered young master repeated it again, as if letting him leave his mother would kill him, but he didn't see his mother often.He chewed this sentence countless times, and suddenly remembered something: "Why do ghosts always find me, you have to tell me."

The chaotic thinking was finally straightened out, and Yu Qiuliang found the right way out in the mess.He grabbed a thread and quickly pulled away the whole ball of wool. He knew that the reason why he couldn't see his mother was because there was a ghost haunting him, so he had to figure out why he was being stared at by the ghost.Everything in the world is nothing more than a routine, and there must be a reason before the result can appear. Now he is going to use the result to find the reason.

But Yu Xiasheng was unreasonable, he decided that the reason could not be known by Yu Qiuliang, so he was tight and locked the secret in his box.No matter how the child questioned and begged, he was like a stone, as if he could not hear any sound.Yu Qiuliang gave up, his mood was very unstable, his mind was a little dizzy, he put his whole body weight on Yu Xiasheng, sighed long, his eyelids gradually drooped.

"On the second day of the first lunar month, if you want, I can call your uncle over." Before he was about to lose consciousness, Yu Xiasheng said so suddenly.Yu Qiuliang wanted to respond, but he just moved his fingers and fell asleep.He fell on Yu Xiasheng's back and seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but Yu Xiasheng froze for a while, not daring to move a bit.

When people are emotional, they often forget the pain. Yu Qiuliang just tossed and tossed, and completely forgot about his injured arm.Yu Xiasheng worried about the wound on Yu Qiuliang's right arm, carefully moved it into the room, and then slumped on the bed.He felt like he had a splitting headache and wanted to climb the window and jump off the building to calm down, but when the window was opened, there was bound to be a noise, and if there was any noise, the bear on the bed would wake up.

The phone vibrated again untimely, and when Yu Xiasheng saw the caller, he immediately rolled his eyes, hung up the phone, fell asleep, and didn't even bother to connect and listen.The woman on the other end of the phone looked at the phone screen in astonishment, and couldn't believe that this bastard dared to hang up her phone.

Fortunately, what she wanted to talk about was not a big deal, and when Yu Xiasheng showed up tomorrow, she could settle the score with him.

Sleeping for a long time is easy to get dizzy and dizzy.Yu Qiuliang fell asleep until twelve o'clock in the noon, Yu Xiasheng didn't come to call him, he rolled up from the bed, terrified thinking that he would be late soon, he was stunned for a long time, and then he remembered that he had been invited yesterday Fake.Holding a glass of water, the little ghost poked his head outside the bedroom door. Seeing Yu Qiuliang woke up, he brought the glass to the desk for him.Yu Qiuliang scratched his hair and said "thank you" in a hoarse voice, but he quickly closed his mouth again due to the dull pain in his throat.

He has a special skill: as long as it's something he doesn't want to recall, he can pretend it didn't happen.He walked out frankly, as if he didn't see Yu Xiasheng's complicated eyes, turned and went into the bathroom, and closed the door smoothly.Yu Xiasheng stared at the bathroom door, and after a while, he found that the doorknob turned slightly, Yu Qiuliang was hiding inside, and it was even locked.

The light was too dark last night, and Yu Qiuliang's head was not so clear-headed, so he didn't notice a big piece of skin on his hand.Yu Qiuliang washed his face, the wound was soaked in water, and there was a terrifying stabbing pain.He took a "hissy" breath, raised his right hand to look carefully, and found that it wasn't a broken skin, but a piece of flesh was directly rubbed off.

After seeing the horrible right hand and elbow, Yu Qiuliang raised his face and observed the black mark on his neck.He couldn't help but praise himself in his heart for being wise and resourceful. Fortunately, he took a leave of absence yesterday. If the class teacher saw him like this, he would probably think that he was fighting with people outside the school.

"Ah..." Yu Qiuliang sighed lightly, "People are floating in the rivers and lakes, and they will be stabbed at any time."

Yu Xiasheng knocked on the door outside: "How long have you been in? If you don't come out again, I'll give your little brother a knife."

"I said you're sick!" Yu Qiuliang became furious, and suddenly turned his head to stare at the black shadow reflected on the door, "You've been chattering all day, what are you doing this time?"

"Come here and see if your eyes are swollen." Yu Xiasheng laughed outside, and he pressed his face against the glass door, but the glass door is single-sided, so you can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from outside the door .After staying at Qiuliang's house for so long, Yu Xiasheng certainly knew that even if he put his face on it, he couldn't see inside the door. He just wanted to disgust Qiuliang.

Sure enough, Yu Qiuliang became angry again, and the mouthwash cup in the bathroom sang a little song, followed by a scream from the washbasin.Accompanied by a "bang", the sound of the water also stopped. Yu Qiuliang stretched out his hand to open the door, but unexpectedly forgot that he had locked the door. He didn't pull it open, but it hurt his right arm.

Ah, impulse is the devil.

Yu Qiuliang took a deep breath, unlocked and opened the door calmly, then kicked up and attacked the old ghost's crotch.Yu Xiasheng yelled "Ai ai" and ran away in a hurry, not forgetting to condemn Yu Qiuliang for his hooliganism.Yu Qiuliang's face was dark, and he didn't want to argue with him who was the hooligan.

A few documents were spread out on the coffee table in the living room, with pens and water cups randomly placed aside.Yu Qiuliang glanced at them indifferently, and saw that Yu Xiasheng had moved his office to the living room.He tugged at the collar, and suddenly saw something, so he went straight to the coffee table. Yu Xiasheng wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"990214" - These six numbers, accompanied by a few photos, jumped into Yu Qiuliang's eyes happily.

Red dress girl, red leather shoes. 990214, the destroyed face.

Imperfect Valentines, and Bloody Valentines.