The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"Qi Yue said, you will be shy and afraid to go out." Wei Yan said warmly.

Then I saw Zheng Quzhi instantly behaved like a cat with blown up fur, his face was full of anger, "Fuck me! I'm so shy!"

After that, he stared at Wei Yan fiercely: "How did he know about us?!!!" Fuck! Why does Wei Yan like to talk about this kind of thing everywhere?

"Your voice is so loud, I don't want to hear it." Qi Ye's voice came, and he was holding a food tray with a few dishes and a bowl of rice in it, and his face was narrow.

Zheng Quzhi's face turned red with a bang, a little annoyed. After holding back for a long time without saying a word of rebuttal, he stared at Wei Yan viciously, sneered, and walked out.

"Zheng Quzhi." Wei Yan was taken aback, realizing that Zheng Quzhi was really annoyed, so he hurriedly took a few steps forward to hold him, and at the same time glanced at Qi Ye for unknown meaning, "Go out and copy the sentence a thousand times. ."

"Huh?" Qi Mou bit his face, put down the food, and went out over Zheng Quzhi without energy.

"I was wrong." Wei Yan whispered, and pulled Zheng Quzhi's black jacket, "You have a stomachache, eat something first."

Zheng Quzhi sullenly, pulled his clothes back, and left without pretense, he snorted and turned back.

When I was eating, I suddenly thought of the doll's murder, and couldn't help asking: "Your case has been settled? What happened to that doll?"

Seeing that Zheng Quzhi took the initiative to speak to him, Wei Yan softened his eyebrows and said warmly, "After the hospital took the usable organs, he cut the hair and used it to make dolls. The resentment condensed and gave birth to evil spirits, which confuses the children and harms them."

These semi-modern and semi-written words made Zheng Quzhi's head hurt. He glanced at him lukewarmly, and said nothing.

"I already burned her." Wei Yan added.

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi moved for a while, thinking of the braised egg, who was always laughing and acting like a baby, didn't know what it was like, and said, "Xiao, they are gone?"

"You have already recited the Curse of Death." Wei Yan raised the corners of his mouth, as if complimenting.

He chanted the death curse? Zheng Quzhi was taken aback. It seemed that Wanqiu asked him to recite the past life curse, but at the time it seemed to be to deal with the doctor.

"This matter is over, don't think too much." Seeing Zheng Quzhi's still thoughtful appearance, Wei Yan sighed.

"Oh." Zheng Quzhi nodded, and when he looked up, there were also some traces of himself on Wei Yan's neck. The little awkwardness in his heart also disappeared, and he snorted: "I will go back to the apartment in the afternoon."

"I'll give it to you." Wei Yan responded with a flash of eyes.

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and glanced at him unclearly, without saying a word, his thoughts drifting a little. If this were put some time ago, would Wei Yan be so stubborn? Why do you always feel that Wei Yan has changed a lot after being together?

***

After returning to the apartment where he lived before meeting Wei Yan for the first time after half a year, Zheng Quzhi expressed his mixed feelings. There doesn't seem to be any change here, except that the clothes and furniture are neatly organized, and even Angku's doghouse is still in the corner.

Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but look at Lian Liankan: "You sorted it out?"

"I'm not that capable." Lian Liankan rolled his eyes, and then raised his chin to the big Wei who had been helping Zheng Quzhi to pack things up: "Your virtuous boyfriend did it."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Quzhi couldn't help being a little surprised. When did this happen?

Seeing that Wei Yan was still helping him put the clothes neatly in the closet, there was a little more between the eyebrows, embarrassed, and hurriedly shouted: "Wei Yan, don't be busy, it is there. I will pack it in the evening. "

"It's okay." Wei Yan turned around, showing no emotion on Jun Lang's face.

Lian Liankan frowned and noticed something was wrong. How did it feel that Wei Yan looked like a younger wife these two times? It seems that since I yelled at him in the hospital last time, he has always looked like this.

He touched his nose with a guilty conscience. He glanced at Zheng Quzhi and suddenly felt that he was a little superfluous. He quickly said: "All right, if nothing is okay, I will leave first."

"Yeah, it's been hard work." Zheng Quzhi nodded casually, and only reacted when even the shadow of Lian Kan was gone. This was the first time that Lian Kan came to him and was so anxious to leave.

Some are not used to it, but also a little funny. He didn't want a brother after he fell in love, why did he slip so fast?

Barking--

Anggu protested a few times with dissatisfaction, climbed onto his freshly made bed as many times before, wagging his tail and made a coquettish sound.

Zheng Quzhi glanced at it. This dog, like abandoning his master during Wei's house, chased after other people all day long, and now rolled back with him, but he was clingy as before.

As soon as I was about to get the dog food, I saw Anggu suddenly jumped over him and jumped out of the bed, and ran to the other side, his tail tucked between his legs, and he hummed to Wei Yan who was holding the dog food.

"Hey." Zheng Qu was dissatisfied and let out disdain. This little boy was unfamiliar with him. After all, he had been with him for so many years.

Hearing that sound, Wei Yan moved for a while and glanced at Zheng Quzhi, and then he continued to pour the dog food until it was almost poured before he got up and said, "I'll go back later."

"Okay." Zheng Quzhi nodded, tugged at the extremely high collar he had pulled, and threw himself on the bed, muffled: "The director said that it will be turned on in a few days, and I have to go to work for a while."

"Isn't it hurt?" Wei Yan turned and looked at it. Although Zheng Quzhi recovered quickly, few people knew about it. No one would guess that Zheng Quzhi was stabbed by a knife and healed his wound within a few days.

"Ah, I contacted." Zheng Quzhi touched his nose, a little guilty. Although it is annoying to go to work, he can't lose that opportunity because of this injury.

The crew won't wait for him all the time, even Lin Niansi is injured so fast to change roles, let alone him. So today I called the director after finding a time, and after showing that he was okay now, the director directly said the boot time.

If he said a few days later, he might really miss the script he had been thinking about some time ago.

Hearing the answer, the expression on Wei Yan's face faded, and he responded somewhat coldly: "Oh."

Zheng Quzhi glanced at him a few times, trying to explain something, but couldn't say anything at the end of his mouth. After a long silence, he simply pulled the person over, kissed him on his stern face, and coaxed: "Angry Now? Your boyfriend has to work too, otherwise how to raise you?"

"You didn't discuss with me." Wei Yan patted Zheng Quzhi's face away, his tone blunt.

Zheng Quzhi was happy when he heard it, and raised his eyebrows to retort: ​​"I don't see you discuss everything with me?"

Wei Yan fell silent, the expression on his face unpredictable.