243: If you don’t look at me, it’s because I’m not beautiful
Tick-tock——Tick-tock——
Big drops of sweat fell on the ground, the decibels were so small, yet so clear.
Song Yu seemed to see his heart slowly cracking.
He didn't dare to move.
Staring out the window without blinking.
Everything outside the window was as before, nothing unusual.
So...what just happened was an illusion, right?
It must be a hallucination. He must have not slept well for too many days, so he was in a trance and couldn't help but scare himself.
he...
"Why don't you look back at me?"
"Am I not beautiful enough?"
If fear has reality, then Song Yu's body is covered with the word "danger" in capital letters at this moment!
Isn’t it beautiful? Now he just wants to die where he is, okay?
But let me tell you, that female ghost is pretty good-looking.
"Why didn't you say anything and you forgot about me in just a few days?"
As Hao Bufan spoke, he gently grabbed Song Yu's collar with his hand.
I originally wanted to pull my hair, but when I think about my little wife’s mysophobia, men, I have to learn to compromise~~
"I...I haven't forgotten."
Song Yu stammered.
Hao Youqian raised his eyebrows: "I haven't forgotten. Why don't you look back at me? Am I not worthy?"
Song Yu:!!!
Did this female ghost take advantage of him to go down the mountain to read Daiyu Literature?
"how come."
Hao Youqian loosened his collar and tentatively tapped his neck with a finger.
No problem, he can contact him.
It seems that he can only contact those who can see his soul.
The touch that was as cold as a snake and had a touch of silky smoothness made Song Yu completely honest.
"I...I just want to face you with the best attitude. If it's not good, it's disrespectful to you."
Hao Youqian sneered: Ha, he is quite good at talking.
Hao Youqian: "Really?"
Song Yu: "Of course."
Song Yu gritted his teeth and started to lift his zygomatic muscles, pulling the corners of his lips hard, and it took him a long time to form a smile.
Then he took several deep breaths and then slowly turned his head.
The room was dark, with only a few rays of moonlight falling on the bed through the window behind him.
But the bed is empty!
Forget about humans, there are no ghosts!!
Song Yu was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief, and the smile on his face completely froze.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and touched his neck.
It was empty in front of him, and there was nothing around his neck.
But just now...
At this moment, he felt a chill coming from his calf, as if something was pulling on his leg.
He trembled and lowered his head, and saw a head looking up at him.
"Mr. Song, are you looking for me?" Hao Youqian said with a smile.
The peach blossom eyes that were supposed to be full of infinite charm lost their color and became dull, leaving only the grayish white of late night.
"Ghost!!!" Song Yu screamed, staggering back, falling back uncontrollably, and his head hit the glass with a bang!
The glass was very strong and not broken. Song Yu let out a sigh of relief.
If he were fired today, all his carefully planned projects would be in vain.
But at the same time, looking at the 'Hao Family Master' whose head and limbs were separated, he felt a little resentful that the quality of the glass was too good. If he didn't faint, he would have to face this world without any happiness.
"Hao...Mr. Hao."
"You...why are you here?"
Hao Youqian's head slowly floated from the ground to the sky at eye level with him. He poured water on the table next to him with his right hand, and reached behind Song Yu with his left hand to pick up the observation glasses.
"I thought you missed me, so I came to see you."
Song Yu: "Yes...that's right, I...I'm worried about you."
Song Yu: "Isn't the pig head I burned for you last time not enough? How about I burn a few more?"
Song Yu said, facing his scalp.
Although it was quite scary that Hao Youqian had his limbs separated, he was still in a normal human form, and there was no blood or tears. Song Yu quickly adjusted himself.
He even secretly took out his mobile phone and wanted to record it.
If there is evidence, no matter how much Ling Bingbing talks about her, the old lady will never accept that her son died without a complete body, right?
But his thoughts were just thoughts.
Hao Youqian even 'helped' him take out his mobile phone.
Of course, there is nothing in the lens.
Song Yu's trembling hand could barely hold the phone steady. At this moment, a pair of hands grabbed his hand. It was cold, slippery, and boneless.
"Mr. Song, as you get older, you should pay more attention to your health."
"Otherwise, it would be a great blessing to you if this sudden illness happened before the accident, right?"
Song Yu:&%!$#&%￥
Song Yu: He can’t die in peace if he co-writes it, right?
Song Yu was full of dissatisfaction and tilted his body and nodded repeatedly.
Or maybe he was frightened and went crazy, desensitized directly. He actually bent over and tried to pinch Hao Youqian's arm.
The moment he took action, Mr. Hao's masculine virtue came into play immediately. Not only did he quickly take a few steps back, he also took a wet wipe from the side and covered his arm.
"Just talk, don't move your hands or feet."
Song Yu:??
Before he could think of a reply, the man opposite him took out another bottle of alcohol from under the bedside and sprayed it into the air. It was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.
"Okay, go to bed early. I'm leaving. See you later."
Looking at Song Yu who was soaked all over, Mr. Hao nodded with satisfaction. It was another person who was about to suffer from insomnia. It was such a happy night.
As he thought, his limbs were reorganized in the air with his thoughts. However, this man's body, like most machines, was difficult to disassemble and difficult to assemble. It took him a long time to put it together, but every time All the limbs are in the wrong position.
The left arm is on the right leg, and the head is connected to the right hand.
If it was the scene of the dismemberment case before, then now it is the scene of a large alien species!
Seeing the extremely twisted Hao Youqian passing in front of him, Song Yu's mind went blank. It wasn't until the ghost disappeared that he remembered that he had forgotten to ask Hao Youqian where his body was.
After a long silence, Song Yu did not climb out of the window to chase the ghost.
Although there are only two floors, if one is not good, he will turn into a ghost himself.
But no matter what, he didn't feel any killing intent from Hao Youqian, which made him let out a sigh of relief.
After standing by the window for a while to make sure no one came back, he turned on all the lights and started to sleep.
Yes.
Since the last time he saw a ghost, he never dared to turn off the light and sleep again.
But I don't know what's going on. The lights in his room are on and off all night long.
He hadn't thought about asking the hotel staff to check, but thinking about the negative reviews online, he had to hold back.
It wasn't until dawn that he felt a little sleepy. Just as he was about to fall asleep, someone knocked on the door and woke him up.
It's his mother.
When she opened the door and saw two dark circles under her son's eyes, Song's mother was startled.
"Song Yu?"
Song Yu was full of anger and didn't want to speak.