Overhead currents are heavenly masters

Things are always turned against each other, and after he almost got into a fight with Xiang Liu, Guan Yunheng spent three days in a daze.Most of the time, he is like an overtime worker who stays up too late and just wants Ge You to lie down when he goes home, nestling in a corner of the sofa, turning a blind eye to Xiang Liu's provocations.

Will the soul have the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe?some.

Over time, those chronic pains that plague you gradually subside.After another week of feeding, Guan Yunheng finally recovered.The sign is that he will hit back at Xiang Liu's mouth——

"You have been lying down for more than a month, and your company's stock has risen quite well. It seems that you are not so important?"

"That's because I have a unique vision and a good selection of professional managers. Oh, by the way, do you know what a professional manager is?"

"You fucking think I'm an idiot!"

"...Is it obvious?"

"I ate you!"

"Qin Yue—the fat cat is about to break the contract. What do you think?"

As for how he got rid of the control of the jade finger and returned to the hospital that night.Qin Yue, Zhu Ming, and Xiang Liu insisted on their own opinions. After several discussions, they failed to reach a conclusion, so they had to put it aside for the time being.

"I still think it's because of Xuangui. Maybe he has been suppressed by the stone for a long time, and he is confused." Qin Yue murmured privately.

In fact, there is no difference for Guan Yunheng.His body is still lying in the ICU, he still can't get too far away from Yupanzhi, and the day of his return is still far away.

He is not a workaholic like Shen Chen, at this time, he is not worried about the company.Guan Peng and the others will take good care of the old man, but he doubts whether the old man will be taken care of obediently, but there is nothing he can do.

For the first time in his life he felt bewildered.It's like playing a game of dice with God, waiting patiently for a long time, and finally returning to the original point with nothing.

Qin Yue's statement is: "The secrets of the sky must not be leaked." He did not believe this kind of illusory statement.Now he is skeptical, but it still can't stop him from feeling annoyed.

Regarding this, the kid's method of consoling people was quite unique: "Mr. Guan, think about it. If everything could be predicted, I would already be a billionaire. Do I still need to move bricks around?" the young man said. At that time, the expression was both regretful and lonely.

Guan Yunheng: "..." Think about it.The thick stack of old lottery tickets in the back room drawer.A magic stick and half fairy, who buys lottery tickets regularly, and dare not blink when the lottery is drawn.But after such a long time, it is said that I haven't even won five yuan, so I am lucky!

Tuesday is usually the day when Qin Yue opens a fortune-telling studio.But as soon as he got up that day, he started cleaning with his turban wrapped around him. From high to low, he mopped the floor at least five times, and even the clothes that were casually placed on the dining chair were sent to the inner room.If you are so deliberate, there must be guests coming.

He has been with Qin Yue for so long.Be it an artist job or other side jobs, I haven't seen him have any contact with his peers.It can be said that this is a miser who devotes himself to making money.Entertainment is almost equal to spending money, if you can avoid it, you can avoid it.Therefore, Guan Yunheng was very curious about this guest who was about to visit.

At nine o'clock, there was a regular knock on the door panel.

Qin Yue jumped up from the chair and quickly opened the door: "Uncle Cao, come in quickly."

The visitor was a middle-aged man with a gentle expression.He was wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist. He looked like a layman practicing at home.Guan Yunheng was a little disappointed.Probably because he subconsciously feels that the people (?) who deal with Qin Yue are more or less strange.This person... seems to be the type who can't be found in the crowd.

But soon, he realized that it was too early to draw conclusions——

Uncle Cao probed his head and asked, "Do you have guests?" His eyes were not focused on Guan Yunheng's position, but he seemed to be able to feel his presence.

"Well. There was a little accident, it was temporary. Please come in."

Uncle Cao came in, and when he saw Xiang Liu on the sofa, he exclaimed, "My God, Xiao Xiang, why are you getting fat again?!"

Guan Yunheng: "...Pfft ha ha ha ha ha." I didn't expect such a warrior to exist in the world.

Xiang Liu: "...Cao Zhuo, shut up! You have practiced meditation into the stomach of a dog!"

Cao Zhuo covered his mouth: "It's so good, it's lying again today." He walked around Qin Yue and approached the orange cat.

"What do you want to do?" Xiang Liu looked at him vigilantly, ready to retreat at any moment.

"No—" Cao Zhuo's face was almost close to its face: "I just think you are much cuter than your real body." Just saying it was not enough, and he even gave him two fistfuls.

Xiang Liu was stunned: "You, you, you, I warn you. Don't touch me casually. Otherwise, or I will bite you!" His expression was somewhat embarrassed.It jumped off the sofa and fled into the bedroom without looking back.

"Xiaoxiang, you really look more and more like a real cat."

"To shut up!!"

Guan Yunheng thought it was too fresh.This orange cat is always high and mighty.Or it is also becoming angry from embarrassment and pretending to be a gesture.It's the first time I've seen it so shrunken.

Qin Yue took out a set of tea sets from the cabinet: "Uncle Cao, sit down. In fact, Xiangliu likes you quite a lot."

"Fart!!" A muffled retort came from inside.

Wash the pot, brew, seal the pot, divide the cups.His movements are very smooth, and it can be seen that he has some skills.

Guan Yunheng asked: "Don't tell me, you also worked part-time in the teahouse?"

Qin Yue shook her head and smiled slightly: "No, Grandpa taught it. Uncle Cao, please use it slowly."

Cao Zhuo was not surprised to see him talking to an invisible person.He held the cup, didn't drink it right away, and turned his eyes around Qin Yue.He looked at it calmly, so Qin Yue let him look at it.

After a short silence, Cao Zhuo sighed, "Not bad. Not skinny."

"I know Uncle Cao is worried about me. But I really don't need it. I'm doing well, really!"

Cao Zhuo didn't respond, but sighed again, a little heavier than last time.

Guan Yunheng probably understood his worries.According to ordinary people's standards, Qin Yue's life is far from "very good".In Guan Yunheng's eyes, this is just hanging on his life, "survival".Thinking of this, he also sighed.Do you feel that there is something wrong with you after sighing?What kind of life does this kid live has nothing to do with him?It's not his own father!

Cao Zhuo paused for a long time and then said: "What I said before is settled. I'll send you the photo." Because of the presence of "outsiders", he spoke vaguely.

"Really? Thank you, Uncle Cao. I'm really sorry to bother you every time." The young man lowered his eyes and smiled.

This was the easiest smile that Guan Yunheng had ever seen for Qin Yue.Like a truly carefree young man, the kind of leisurely happiness triggered by a cup of milk tea or a delicious meal.

"Where, you don't have to thank me at all. What we do is insignificant compared to you. It's just, Xiaoyue. Do what you can, do you understand?"

"I know."

"You know? Xiaoyue, how many times have you been injured in the past three years? What's the matter with the bandage on your hand now? You even want to..." Cao Zhuo hesitated to speak, and laughed at himself: "I really I really regret it. If I hadn’t been so troublesome, maybe you are now an ordinary person who can see ghosts.”

What kind of ordinary person can see ghosts?Guan Yunheng scoffed.

Qin Yue shook her head: "Uncle Cao, but I've never been an ordinary person. I just returned to my original face."

What is "back to the original face"?Guan Yunheng felt that he didn't understand what he said.But before he had time to think about it carefully, the topic had already turned to ordinary words——

"By the way, how is Grandpa Cao's rheumatoid disease? In a few days, the demon market once every March will open. I remember reading a blind medicine in an ancient book..."

"Don't bother. It's an old problem, and there's no specific medicine. When you're sick, just take some tripterygium glycosides prescribed by the hospital and reduce your activities."

"No trouble, I just stopped by to ask. People have their own ways, and ghosts have their own ways." Qin Yue blinked and spoke lightly.

"That's fine, as long as it's not troublesome, you can help Lao Cao watch over it." Cao Zhuo followed his words.

The atmosphere is quite harmonious.It can be said that the host and guest had a good time and fully connected their feelings.But Guan Yunheng felt that Cao Zhuo's eyes were always full of guilt and worry that couldn't be resolved.

But why?

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