The protagonist always calls me in the middle of the night

Xu Wei worked quickly on a whim, with a shirt and trousers and an apron, and nimbly shuttled between the tables. .

Three hours later, Xu Wei, who was full of energy, was sluggish. When he was a gangster, he never did anything for more than three hours. Even if he was an intern at the company introduced by his parents, he was perfunctory and fished constantly.

Taking advantage of Zhou Yu's stop, Xu Wei leaned over and winked: "Xiao Yuyu, give me another talisman, I can't hold it anymore.

At this time, Zhou Yu’s appearance is not much different from that of the original owner’s body, but his inner muscles have not been trained, and his clothes are thinner. Xu Wei has no eyes, and he didn’t take Zhou Yu’s vicious beatings to heart. .

Zhou Yu's scalp was numb from his disgust, and he grabbed the rag from Xu Wei's hand and smeared it on his face.

Xu Wei twisted his body to avoid it, and he was not angry: "Just one, play with it, the one just now disappeared before I looked carefully."

Zhou Yu couldn't help but wonder, Xu Wei has this habit, is it possible that the group of gangsters is just to provoke trouble?

He imagined Xu Wei's skinny appearance in leather pants before...

However, although this body is not strong enough, it is better than nothing, and it can be used as a training object when the hands are itchy in the future.

"I'll give it when I come tomorrow night." After finishing speaking, I ignored him.

Xu Wei lost his energy and was listless, walking one step and dragging two steps, keeping the rag in his hand, raising his hand to wipe it off when he saw something.

It's time to get off work, and it's already 11:30 after cleaning up

Zhou Yu drove away the entangled Xu Wei, and hurried home himself.

I have to take a shower and change clothes before twelve o'clock.

Picking up the shirt stuck to his chest, it smelled of sweat and smoke from the kitchen.If you don't take care of it, and suddenly appear in front of the young people like this, it will definitely attract people's suspicion.

Zhou Yu grabbed the towel and rushed to the bathroom. After washing in three to five minutes, he washed the dirty clothes again, wrung them dry, and hung them on the balcony. Regardless of the moisture all over his body, he quickly changed into his pajamas and lay on the bed, taking a deep breath. tone.

After lying down for 1 minute, I rolled over and got out of bed, took out the clothes I was going to wear tomorrow from the closet, and hugged them to my chest.

Everything is ready, just waiting to be sent to the youth.

However, an hour passed and there was no movement, the bed was still his bed, and the herringbone crack was still the place where the ceiling faced the top of his head.

Zhou Yu got up and paced beside the bed thinking.

Is it the lying down position?

He went back to bed and tried other positions, each for 10 minutes.

Another hour, no change.Zhou Yu took a deep breath to suppress the rising anger.

Lie back on the bed and stare at the crack in the ceiling. After 1 minute, pick up the clothes you prepared before and put them on your chest.

The most peaceful night, a sleepless night.

The five o'clock skylight shone on the glass window, and Zhou Yu rolled his dull eyes.

Although Yuanzheng's skin was not as white as Shiman's, the two big dark circles under his eyes left after the night were very conspicuous on that handsome face.

Start your day off right with exercise.

This time without using the navigation, Zhou Yu memorized the main roads and jogged to Shiman's community.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, sweating a little, he wiped it casually, and waited until the heat dissipated before going up the stairs.

When I stood in front of the door and was about to knock on the door, I realized that it was just after six o'clock, which was early.

He hesitated to wait in front of the door for half an hour, but the door opened suddenly. The person who opened the door was the same as yesterday, but the wrinkled face had a deeper smile.

"Here we come." The old man moved the wheelchair blocking the door and signaled Zhou Yu to come in.

With the personality of an old man, her attitude towards Zhou Yu is not like a classmate of her grandson whom she just met the day before, but like a junior whom she has always liked.

Zhou Yu was surprised by the old man's attitude, but he didn't ask any further questions. He asked Shi Man, "Has Shi Man started?"

"Xiaoman will come out when he wakes up, wait outside." The old man's tone when he mentioned Shiman was not kind, but it was not as cold and hard as there were conflicts and estrangements. If Zhou Yu had to describe it, it was very flat, No matter how the other party can't be shocked, he has an attitude of making waves.

"it is good."

The old man pointed to the sofa opposite the TV and told Zhou Yu to sit down.

"How old is this year?"

"24." It was the original body's age, he was originally a few years older.

It is normal to make friends with Shiman, meet parents, and be asked about his age.

The old man rubbed the armrest of the wheelchair, and the leather covering the armrest seemed to be rubbed like this often by the old man. A piece of the black leather fell off, revealing the inner layer of light-colored glue.

"How long have you known Xiaoman?"

"A week." Not really.

"Did you fall in love?" The old man continued to ask with a calm expression.

"No." Zhou Yu wasn't embarrassed, but just didn't understand the old man asking such a question.

"Do you like Xiaoman?"

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, the question spans so much?

"Well, Xiaoman is very good and likeable." Although he doesn't know the purpose of this series of questions, he should treat the elders with respect, and he doesn't have to answer every question, but his attitude should be appropriate.

Zhou Shuai let go of his arms resting on his knees, and casually laid them on the sofa. His hand touched the obviously old sofa cushion printed with light pink rose patterns. The place between the cushions was hard and stuffed.

The old man came over in a wheelchair, lifted the sofa cushion beside Zhou Yu, and took out a book.

The blue thread-bound book is very old, with yellowed corners, the same style as his book.

Zhou Yu: "..." Shi Man said that the lost book is under the sofa.

The old man held the book in one hand, pressed the cover weakly with one finger and turned it over. The pages opened "squeaky" and then closed softly. An old smell came from Zhou Yu. He was not used to it. frowned.

The old man flipped through the book, put the book in Zhou Yu's hand and said, "Meeting ceremony."

Zhou Yu: "..."

There is a feeling of being left alone, and a heavy responsibility is coming, and the book in my hand suddenly becomes heavy.

The door of the inner room was opened, the young man's hair was slightly wet, his eyes were round and bright, his cheeks were flushed, he was very energetic, he should have slept well last night.

Shiman really slept well last night, so that he woke up early in the morning and almost forgot that he was in the same room with another person for the past few days.

After Yu Xingmu left, he teased the shadow that couldn't speak but could make various poses for a while. From these movements, he could judge the mood that the shadow wanted to express.

is a coward.

After the shadow touched him, it was no longer a thing to follow Yu Xingmu's order and control others.The yin energy on his body is enough to make this low-level ghost grow rapidly and gain consciousness.

But so what if you are conscious, you can't seize the human body, you can't escape the control of the commanding person, and ghosts of neither fish nor fowl are useless.

He cooperated with Yu Xingmu calmly yesterday, but unexpectedly discovered that when the shadow was close to his back and wanted to gain control of his body, he could reverse control the shadow, and the power of reverse control was as strong as Yu Xingmu wanted. Still in effect when strengthening the shadow again.

Cooperating with Yu Xingmu is purely for fun, and the shadow left behind is also a whim.

Hearing Zhou Yu's arrival, he suddenly remembered that he went to bed early last night. This person was not called after midnight, but ran over early in the morning.

As soon as he opened the door, the man looked back, Shiman looked at the dark circles under his eyelids that were visible from a distance, and couldn't help laughing, but his smile faded when he saw the book in his hand.

Did the book get into Zhou Yu's hands so easily?When he wanted to see it, he kept it secret, not daring to let grandma find out.

He was about to walk in the direction of Zhou Yu and the old man. Zhou Yu picked up the book and quickly said to the old man, "Grandma, I'll go find Shiman."

In a few steps, he moved in front of Shiman, with an urgency that he didn't realize: "I didn't come last night, is there anything wrong?"

Shi Man thought, I would sleep more soundly if you didn't come.

He shook his head, with a childlike joy of wanting to share interesting things, which was particularly bright on such a refreshing morning.

Zhou Yu was dragged into the room by him, and he closed the door. Behind the door was a black shadow.

Zhou Xun was vigilant, and was about to step forward to restrain the black shadow, Shi Man tugged at the hem of his clothes, winked at him, and motioned him to just watch, then went to the desk to get a pen, and threw it at the shadow.

The black shadow who was standing obediently behind the door was frightened by the flying pen tip and took two steps back. He opened his legs in a lunge, waved it softly twice, and caught the flying pen.

Shi Man threw another pen, but this time the shadow missed it, and the pen nailed to the shadow's shoulder blade.

The shadow bent down, pulled it out vigorously, and finally looked at the pen in his hand. For some reason, Zhou Yu could see the lingering fear from the black face of the shadow.

"Free dart board, hit every shot, it's fun."

Zhou Yu smiled: "It's fun." Although it is very naive, it can't dampen the lively and playful side that is rarely seen in young people.

"Come here." Shi Man hooked his hands, Shadow obediently sent the pen over, and took a few more from the desk, but when he handed the pen to Zhou Yu, he turned his head towards Shi Man quickly, and silently Back off to a distance appropriate for the fly pen.

Zhou Yu, who took the pen and saw such a cowardly shadow: "..." I don't really want to play.

He turned his head and saw the young man limping and sitting on the bed, his feet dangling on the edge of the bed, looking at him with interest.

He took a pen and threw it at the shadow.

Shadow frantically tried to catch the flying pen, but the speed of that pen was stronger than the previous one and several times faster. It passed the shadow's hands and nailed directly between the shadow's eyebrows.

Shi Man looked at the fallen shadow, unable to laugh.He threw it so many times without knocking anyone down.

Zhou Yu squatted down to check the dazed figure with a black face pinned to his forehead, and turned around to ask Shi Man, "Where did this come from?"

This shadow is weak, but it is still a kind of ghost in the final analysis. It is not unusual to appear here at Shiman's place, but it can be seen that the shadow did not come to the door by itself.

"It was delivered from next door." Shi Man said helplessly.

"High school girl?"

"you know?"

"I met yesterday, and she is hostile to me." Zhou Yu frowned, and he guessed casually, thinking that the girl who went upstairs might not live on the third floor, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

Being hostile to him, bringing this kind of shadow over, the purpose of Shi Man is even more impure.Although she is only a high school girl, Zhou Yu never guesses people's good or evil based on their age.

With a "boom" sound behind him, accompanied by the young man's muffled groan, Zhou Yu stood up abruptly, wanting to look at the person sitting on the bed.The moment he stood up, his eyes suddenly went black, and after a burst of dizziness, he fell to the ground. Before he lost consciousness, he was glad that he nailed his shadow to the ground as a cushion.