Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

Jiang Shuo believes that there are unknown existences in this world, but it still feels inconceivable that it happened to him.

Lu Yuanming was obviously dead, and the funeral was so large that it was known to the whole country, but when he appeared last night, he looked like a living person.

Yesterday, I was betrothed to a ghost marriage and buried, which happened to be Lu Yuanming's first seven!

Jiang Shuo's heart skipped a beat. For the first seven nights, he really hit a ghost yesterday!

Fear was quickly replaced by another sour emotion, Jiang Shuo's eyes drooped a little bit, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He is really unlucky.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Shuo's life experience has been run through by the word "unlucky".

He was born at the end of the twelfth hour of Halloween.

July and a half is the most cloudy day of the year, and Zishi is the most cloudy day in the whole day, which can be described as more cloudy than cloudy.

Moreover, he killed his biological mother when he was born, then his father married his stepmother, his younger brother was born with a congenital disease, and the family's business plummeted. All of this was caused by Jiang Shuo's ominous fate.

Fearing that more bad luck would come, Jiang's parents threw Jiang Shuo in the countryside since he was a child, leaving him to fend for himself.

But his fate is quite tough, he grew up eating a lot of food, and lived until the end.

Until yesterday, people from the Jiang family suddenly found him and said they wanted to find him a good home, but in the end they betrothed him to a man who had just passed away.

That's right, they are eager to get rid of themselves. If they don't have enough attractive benefits, how could they take the initiative to come to them?

Jiang Shuo hugged the clothes in his arms, then got up and patted the dirt on his body, and bowed in the direction of the distant mountains.

They are a couple after all.

After all, it was the ghost who saved him yesterday, otherwise, even if he didn't suffocate to death in the coffin, he would probably be torn and swallowed by the ghost in the mountain.

When he was arrested for a ghost marriage, the Jiang family stole his pendant, and he wanted to get that thing back and leave here forever.

He wants to live, wants to live well.

……

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Jiang family villa is relaxed and joyful.

Jiang's mother Zhao Huixian and Jiang Hong and his wife were sitting on the sofa counting a large pile of gold, silver and jewelry sent by Lu's family.

Her well-maintained face turned into a flower with a smile, and her eyes sparkled with joy.

"I really didn't expect this disaster star to be useful. Not only did it sell for [-] million, but it also brought in so many treasures. Sure enough, if he died, our family would be lucky!"

He has been raising him for so many years, and his bad life has caused his precious son to suffer from illness for many years, and caused the family to almost go bankrupt. Now that he can get back so much money, it is considered even.

Jiang Hong also smiled contentedly, and hugged Zhao Huixian into his arms.

"Yeah, our family can finally live a good life. If it wasn't for the little power in my mother's hand to help me, I would never have married such a sick woman."

"Both mother and son are so unlucky. Fortunately, they are completely free now. I can finally let you and Jing Yi live a good life."

The two middle-aged people stick together like no one else, this scene makes people get goosebumps.

Just as they were about to kiss each other, there were screams from the servants outside the door.

"Ah! Second Young Master... Second Young Master's ghost is back..."

"what!"

Zhao Huixian and Jiang Hong separated immediately, and when they saw the red figure at the door, fear appeared in the eyes of both of them.

"Jiang Shuo, you...are you a human or a ghost?"

The boy in a red wedding dress stepped into the living room step by step.

The light shrouded and projected on his body, bouncing and flowing in chestnut brown hair, his skin was as white as snow, his lips were unpainted and red, although he was a man, he was pure and flawless, his body was slender and well-proportioned, gentle but not obsequious.

The hem of the red dress swayed gently with the steps, and under the feet of the black cloth boots, there was a long shadow drawn by the light.

If there is a shadow, it is a person.

Zhao Huixian, who caught the shadow, frowned, and her disgust and anger burst out instantly.

"Sangmen Xing, you actually ran back!"