Mr hell

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Because Huai Qi didn't answer the phone that afternoon, and he didn't show up on time, Fu Xi had no choice but to postpone the agreement with Teacher Ye.Huai Qi is not a person who does not keep the agreement, Fu Xi was worried that something happened to him, and he was not relieved until he learned from Jian Shuo that Huai Qi was all right, but he did not wait for his news or figure until he returned to school.

This time, the Yaoda Machinery Association returned with a full load. A few days later, a commendation meeting was held within the association, but Huai Qi, one of the important figures, was still not present.

Fu Xi finally couldn't hold back anymore, stopped Jian Shuo alone after the meeting, and asked, "Where did you all go that afternoon?"

Jian Shuo seemed to have caught a cold. Since he came back from the capital city, his voice became very hoarse, as if there was blood in his throat.While putting away the meeting materials, he prevaricated: "It's a little personal."

"You know, Huai Qi will never break the appointment because of private matters. And he never showed up afterwards."

Jian Shuo hesitated to speak, looked at Fu Xi, and said, "Where did you plan to go with him?"

Fu Xi didn't need to hide anything: "I'm only going to see one of my teachers."

"If it's important, I can go for him and pass on what I know to him." Jian Shuo said, "I've talked to Huai Qi, and I can represent him in some of his recent affairs. He's not in a good state. .”

Fu Xi sensed something was wrong from between his brows: "What happened?"

Jian Shuo said: "You" don't believe in ghosts and gods. "

"nonsense."

Jian Shuo forced a smile, closed the folder, and could only reply in a more acceptable way for Fu Xi: "One of his" relatives passed away. "

……

Jian Shuo used a new key to open the door of Huaiqi apartment. He skillfully took off his suit jacket, put on his own slippers, and went to the kitchen to cook.

His cooking skills are rusty, but he has learned to fry some simple dishes these days.After finishing a decent dinner, he knocked on Huaiqi's bedroom door.There was no echo in the room, so Jian Shuo opened the door and walked in.

There was no light in the room, and the only thing that was lit was a computer screen. Huai Qi curled his legs up on the stool, staring at the screen in a daze, as if the bright rectangle in front of him was the source of his entire life.All of them are open webpages, and they are filled with ghost-related words and pictures.

Huai Qi used the light of the screen to turn over a few pages of the book Wenqian gave him related to Bo anomaly, and then crossed out all the densely packed notes on it without a clue.

Jian Shuo walked over and tried the glass on the table with the back of his hand. The hot water he poured before he left was already completely cold, so Huai Qi didn't take a sip.

Holding the water glass in one hand, he lightly touched Huaiqi's cheek, and said in a relaxed tone, "Zhizhi, it's time to eat."

The coolness made Huai Qi raise his head to look at Jian Shuo, his eyes seemed to have light for a short while.Then his eyelashes drooped again, and he buried the lower half of his face between his knees, continuing to click the mouse.

He bit his lip, and said with an apologetic voice, "Senior, you don't have to come here to do this, I've already caused you a lot of trouble."

"It's okay." Jian Shuo poured out the cold water and mixed him a cup of warm water. After watching Huai Qi drink it, he sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at his dark circles, and hid his complicated emotions. In a relaxed tone, he eased the atmosphere and said, "Do you have a clue?"

Huai Qi shook his head, and he said, "The Taoist priest said that even if the obsession is not over, the ghost that was forcibly dissipated by the spell cannot come back again."

Jian Shuo comforted: "You can't listen to him for everything. He also has a blind spot when he hears money. He doesn't know the big formation sealed in the old building yet."

Huai Qi looked at him, and after a while, he seemed to gain some confidence, and said, "En."

"Let's have dinner first." Jian Shuo rubbed the hair on his forehead, stood up, and said with a smile, "I'll find a solution with you after eating, okay?"

Huai Qi stared at the computer screen in confusion, and said, "Brother Jian."

"Well, yes."

"I really" can find it. "

The choked sobs he suppressed at the end made Jian Shuo's smile pause for a moment.

Both Wen Qian and Gu Qian had already explained to him that the disappearance of the soul is equivalent to the death of a person, and the resurrection of the soul is tantamount to the rebirth of a corpse, let alone a broken body.

He asked about the "second life" approach, but the reply he received was that Jian Yisu was just a soul body, and the concept of life did not exist.It is impossible to force a thing that does not exist to appear a second time.

Jian Shuo leaned down and looked at Huai Qi's face which was almost completely buried.The heart stabbed for a moment, like cold water slowly seeping into its gap, Jian Shuo silently took a deep breath, restraining his subconscious desire to hug the person in front of him, but he opened his mouth and closed it again.

He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Huaiqi's eyes, and said, "I can find it."

"But I don't know what to do." Huai Qi was hanging on the edge of the cliff of despair, clutching a little light tightly in his hand, he checked the information for many days without sleep, but his hope became weaker and weaker.He didn't even dare to open his palms to see if the light and heat still existed.

"Zhi Zhi, listen to me." Jian Shuo helped him by the shoulder, and said, "Do you know why I know your nickname?"

Huai Qi didn't expect him to talk about this, so he shook his head.

"Jian Yisu told me," Jian Shuo finally said, "During the days when he was not by your side, he was sleeping in my body."

Huai Qi was taken aback, and stared at him with wide eyes.There was a surprised expression on his face.

"He will definitely come back," Jian Shuo's heartbeat would speed up when he lied, and he kept a certain distance away from Huaiqi, so that he would not be aware of his intense heartbeat.Said, "I'll let you know as soon as he comes back."

"What? But he didn't tell me before..." Huai Qi got off the chair eagerly, he still had a lot to ask.But Jian Shuo put his index finger in front of his lips and said, "Stop, eat obediently first."

Huai Qi had no choice but to suppress his mood, and followed Jian Shuo out of the bedroom.

Coincidentally, a guest came at this time, Gu Qian was wearing an orange scarf, carrying several bags of things, poked her head out after Wen Qian, and said cautiously: "Xiao Huai, we are coming to see you."

Wen Qian stretched out his hand to Huaiqi's head, but the latter dodged it, and asked, "Have you recently..."

"..."

His voice paused, and he turned his head to look at Jian Shuo, meeting his cold gaze.Jian Yisu's sense of oppression cast a deep shadow on him, and now he actually felt some of the original feelings when he saw Jian Shuo.

He shrugged his shoulders and replied with his eyes: "I don't know how to talk nonsense."

"We've just finished eating, do you want to come?" Jian Shuo still chose to let go of Huai Qi's hand quietly in front of people, and said, "But I didn't do much, if you don't mind, I can buy you two takeaways .”

Wen Qian found the familiar small sofa, sat down, and said, "Whatever." Thank you Mr. Jane for the treat. "

When Gu Qian who followed behind was about to close the door, a hand appeared outside the door and blocked the door.Gu Qian wondered, "Who is it..."

Coincidentally, the door opened, and there was a man in a beige coat standing at the door. He probably just ran to catch up and was panting heavily, but the surprise and anger on his face were much colder than the cold wind around him.

Jian Shuo glanced at him, frowned vigilantly, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Qian's buttocks were still hot, and when he heard the sound, he looked towards the door and froze for a moment.

It was Jin Chuan at the door.There was a complex expression on his face, half of which was the surprise of regaining what was lost, and half of indignation. He stared at the person on the sofa coldly and angrily, and said viciously: "Wen Qian, you are not dead."