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Chapter 44 Specter.3

——He wants me to confess to him.

——But this is because he really regards me as a so-called ghost, and hopes that I can stop pestering him.

The ghost's body is slightly transparent, which is a sad sign.

Ke Luoxi only thought it was a sign that his wish was about to be fulfilled, and was inexplicably happy for the other party.

"I should have thought of it earlier." The boy said.

The canteen is small, and the exercise books fill up the space on the surrounding walls.The shelves are placed in the center of the store. In addition to magazines and some extracurricular books, there are also stationery such as notebooks, pens, and post-it notes. There is only a narrow corridor for one person to pass through.

The two of them stood together, feeling inexplicably cramped.

Next to Luo Xi's ear was the whirring sound of the desktop fan placed near the cash register, and he subconsciously leaned against the ghost, "How can I give you the letter paper, burn it?"

"Then will you accept it?" Xie Chuji asked a question that had a high probability of not being answered.

Luo Xi didn't expect him to ask.

But the boy still thought about it seriously.

He found that if the ghost confessed and asked this question when they first met, he would definitely post on the Internet to find a Taoist or a celestial master to solve this problem.

Now there should be a high probability that it will not be rejected.

Because it's not a bad ghost.

The frequency of this ghost appearing in front of him is not high, sometimes it is a gust of wind that can blow the piled up textbooks to the inside of the desk, and sometimes it is a small stone that is just right enough to trip someone over.

Luo Xi couldn't ignore it. Although he was indifferent, he was far from being hard-hearted.

What's more, the promise will not cause any actual loss to him, but it will allow the other party to reincarnate more satisfactorily.

"You can try it." He nodded at the pink stationery suit he had chosen at random, without giving a clear answer.

In fact, it means yes.

However, Xie Chuji doesn't know enough about lovers at this stage.

The ghost only heard the euphemistic refusal, and at the same time noticed that what the other party was holding was the root of the problem that caused the time travel.

The confession was actually written by him?

The bug he wants to crush to death is himself? ?

It was hard for Xie Chuji to believe this fact.

His handwriting is not so delicate and neat at all.

Phantom reasonably speculates that the last set of letterheads should have been given to other people by the teenager—because he would definitely not confess his confession knowing that he would be rejected.

He seized this clue that appeared again, found the new coordinates attached to it, and couldn't wait to catch up.

Only the young man with the letter in his hand was left in place, and his eyes gradually turned blank.

Luo Xi paid the bill, but he couldn't remember why he chose such a fancy letterhead.

When he got home, he put things in his book and began to think seriously about volunteering.

"If you can't even bear this level of pressure, I can only judge that you are not suitable for this job."

Xie Chuji heard a very familiar voice, but the tone was colder and the tone was stiffer.

He saw a lover in a suit and leather shoes, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, exuding a certain elite aura.

The girl standing in front of the young man lowered her head and let out a low sob, "But..."

"No buts."

At least for a moment, Xie Chuji even thought that he had found the wrong person.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xie Chuji would think that the other party was joking even if his lover told him that he had made someone cry once in an extremely serious manner.

Because it is really fierce.

But he couldn't help but stop his eyes on the young man.

Fierce, but also beautiful.

When they met, young people no longer wore glasses, and they would not dress so formally at work.

And Xie Chuji noticed that although his lover's face was cold, there was a layer of deep black under his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

"I still have something to do. If you decide to resign, go directly to the personnel approval process without reporting it."

The conversation ended with the young man's raised wrist.

He glanced at the time on the dial, finally noticed Xie Chuji who appeared out of thin air, and was taken aback for a moment.

Luo Xi is an atheist, he scoffs at the theory of ghosts and gods, and has no reverence at all.

But the fact is that there is indeed a ghost... or a ghost standing in front of him, tall but ethereal, the part below the knees is almost transparent.

Luoxi is sure that he does not know each other.

His memory has always been very good, and it is impossible for him not to have any impression of this overly handsome face.

Yet the ghost did give him a certain familiarity that he must have seen somewhere before.

There is an important meeting ahead.

Besides, it shouldn't be a good thing for a ghost to find out that he can see him.

Luo Xi passed each other as calmly as possible without looking sideways.

Xie Chuji didn't follow up immediately.

The ghost first followed the girl who was wiping her tears to the station, and checked the handwriting——

At least in film and television works and novels, this kind of plot of hatred for the boss often appears.

What's more, lovers in this period do have a very special temperament.

The ghost couldn't find a suitable description for a while, so it decided to sum it up as "outstanding among chickens" for the time being.

While waiting for the young man to come back, he searched the company all over the place, but he couldn't find anyone suspicious.

According to Xie Chuji's understanding, the meeting should end at six o'clock in the afternoon, but he sat in the lover's seat for a long time, until eight o'clock in the evening, and did not see the other party come back.

Honestly, kind of boring.

But he still stood obediently in front of the desk—there were several documents that should be very important on the young man's desk.

When Luo Xi came back, there was no one in the office and the lights were off.He didn't eat dinner, and his stomach was not very well, but it was still tolerable.

The computer screen was faintly glowing, and the figure sitting at his desk was unmistakably clear.

He turned on the light, and at the same time, the shadow turned around and looked at him.

The young man inexplicably had the illusion that he had been waiting for a long time, and that the person sitting in his seat was actually a big dog.

——It turns out that there are indeed ghosts in this world.

he thinks.

The ghost obediently gave up its position.

Luo Xi refilled himself a cup of coffee, perfected the plan again, and before turning off the computer, he took two private jobs with a relatively short duration through the chat software.

At 12:30 in the morning, the last subway train was empty and deserted, with few passengers, and there were few people in the car as far as the eye could see.

Luo Xi sat on the farthest seat, getting tired little by little.

According to common sense, he should sleep on the armrest for a while at this time, and wait for the subway to stop before opening his eyes.

But the ghost was sitting next to him, looking at him thoughtfully.

The young man reached out and rubbed the center of Nan Feng's eyebrows, and found that he didn't have any time to go to the temple to burn incense and ask for amulets recently.

And can't squeeze out excess energy.

Despite his guard, he finally couldn't help squinting on the subway for a while.

This also led to being more sleepy than usual when returning to the rental house.

The ghost followed him, passed through the wall, and floated slowly into the house, the door lock was useless.

Luo Xi has preliminarily judged that the other party has no malicious intentions, but it still feels a little strange.

Especially when washing.

This weirdness may stem from his preference for the same sex rather than the opposite sex.

Luoxi woke up in pain in the middle of the night.

The young man clutched his abdomen, turned on the wall lamp, and opened the drawer of the bedside table.

He rummaged for a while before he remembered that he didn't have time to buy stomach medicine last time.

A dangling glass filled with hot water floated in front of him.

The tall and handsome ghost was sitting beside his bed, with a very disapproving tone, "Honey, I think you should go to the hospital for an emergency call now."

Luo Xi was sure that he did not know the other party, and wondered where the familiarity and intimacy in the other party's tone came from.

Such unscientific things in the past life and present life should not have happened to him, and this ghost is obviously a modern ghost.

He opened the takeaway applet, bought a few boxes of stomach medicine at a 24-hour pharmacy, and paid the rider an expedited fee.

Instead of going back to bed and continuing to lie down, he sat in front of the table, turned off the lamp, and lifted the lid of the laptop.

Xie Chuji:.

The ghost's concerns were completely ignored.

The cup of warm honey water was still suspended above the bedside table and had not been taken down.

While waiting for the computer to turn on, the young man filled the electric kettle with water and pressed the heating button.

For a while, Xie Chuji didn't know what to say.

It's not just too strong a contrast and being intentionally ignored.

He has no way to use specific words to describe his current mood.

"sorry."

After a while, Ghost apologized softly, "I shouldn't have left suddenly without saying hello, I was just a little anxious."

"If you're still angry, you can scold me."

And he couldn't accept that the imaginary enemy was actually himself.

The young man felt as if his stomach was on fire.

Facing the ppt that he just opened on the screen, his reaction was unusually slow by more than half a beat.

Getting up to work in the middle of the night is to divert attention and achieve the purpose of reducing pain.

He typed two lines and realized that it was a minute after the ghost had just been talking to him.

It sounds like they not only know each other, but also seem to be very close.

"We met before?"

The young man's voice was hoarse, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he asked mysteriously.

The author says:

Xiao Xie: ΣΣΣ;

Good news, your wife is now the flower of Gaoling, very hot and hard to chase but also easy to do;

Bad news, your wife has forgotten you, doesn't know you at all, and is a workaholic;

There are more nights!I want to finish writing this plot today, otherwise Xiao Xie will be too pitiful (hey);

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!