I picked up a ghost and took it home

Ye Fan let go of Li Xuan, and stared hesitantly at the smiling little black face in front of him. Kissing is a matter of atmosphere. If you suddenly make such a formal request, it will be embarrassing, and you don't even know how to say it...

Li Xuan was unhappy, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No, not afraid." Ye Fan said guiltily.Li Xuan pressed Ye Fan's shoulder again, leaned forward, ignored Ye Fan's stiff neck and stiff expression, pouted, and forcefully poked Ye Fan's lips forcefully.

... To Ye Fan, the feeling of this kiss was really delicate.Subtle happiness, and subtle sourness.But Ye Fan has nothing to complain about. If he likes such a person, no, such a ghost, he has long been prepared to be crushed.

He likes Li Xuan, and Li Xuan also likes him. It's a surprise, he will no longer have any dissatisfaction with his physique.

After Li Xuan kissed Ye Fan, he seemed to be satisfied, he stepped back shyly, and pressed his heart——

Ye Fan wondered curiously, would ghosts... also have a faster heartbeat?But his heart was about to jump out.

Li Xuan suddenly stretched his hand behind him, and took out a golden lotus-shaped large round basin, which was filled with popcorn——

How to say the picture, although the golden lotus-shaped pot looks finely crafted, like a great antique used by the imperial court, it still has a simple and rough sense of local tyrants, which makes the black popcorn inside look very Not delicious--

"You eat." Li Xuan held the lotus pot in front of Ye Fan.

"Oh." Ye Fan stiffly took a piece of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth.

"How does it taste?" There was a trace of anticipation in the dark eyes of Li Xuan's dark face.

Ye Fan chewed the dry and hard dark popcorn, stretched his neck and swallowed it, the taste is worthy of being from hell!He said against his will, "It's delicious."

"It's all yours!" Li Xuan stuffed the golden lotus pot into Ye Fan's arms, turned his face to the freezer of the refrigerator, and said embarrassedly, "I made it."

"...Thank you." Although I don't know what Li Xuan went through in the underworld, but if I have time to make popcorn, it shouldn't be too much suffering, but——Ye Fan looked at the pot full of "dark food" in front of him , thinking bitterly, can I accept it with my heart, but...don't eat it?

When Ye Fan was a child, his favorite snack was popcorn made with an old-fashioned popcorn machine.

In the winter evening, under the gray sky, there was a loud "bang", and the aroma of popcorn was overflowing.

On the way home from school, Ye Fan could always squat next to the popcorn machine and watch for a long time with his old schoolbag on his back.

The popped popcorn rolled down to his feet, he picked it up, and secretly stuffed it into his mouth... It was so sweet, the sweet feeling made his frown relax, and he felt that it was a delicacy in the world.

The popcorn maker is a gray-haired old man, wrapped in a shabby padded jacket, sitting on a low horse harness, with a pair of rough hands, shaking the bellows in one hand, and protecting the gourd-shaped boiler in the other, with a focused and serious expression, like He is doing the most important thing in the world - in Ye Fan's heart back then, this was also the most important thing in the world. His dream was to have his own popcorn machine and make popcorn every day.

When there were no guests, the old man showed a wrinkled smile on his weathered face. He waved to Ye Fan, grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into Ye Fan's small palm, "Little friend, here you go!" eat."

"Can, is it possible?" Ye Fan asked in surprise and surprise.

"Okay, let's eat!" The old man said, helping Ye Fan straighten the crooked red scarf, and said with a smile, "Go home after eating, it's getting dark soon."

Ye Fan immediately retreated far away, and carefully put the popcorn into his mouth, ah, it was so delicious, tears welled up in his eyes in happiness.

After eating the popcorn one by one, Ye Fancai, under the urging of the old man, walked home with heavy steps.Ye Fan didn't want to go home because that wasn't his home.He was born without a mother, and it is said that his mother died because of dystocia in giving birth to him; when he was two years old, his father died of illness; when his father died, he was entrusted to his distant uncle.It is said that my uncle treated him very well at first, but after my aunt had a miscarriage, she stopped seeing him.

He is a loser.

Everyone said he was a loser.

He didn't quite understand the meaning of "Sangmenxing", but he knew that he was a person who would bring misfortune to others.

When eating, he can't sit at the dining table, he has to move a small bench and sit in the corner of the room, the place farthest from his uncle and aunt; after eating and washing the dishes, he can't stay in the living room for too long, he has to go back to his room immediately. It is a storage room where sundries are piled up; you can’t look directly at your uncle and aunt, you can’t talk to them without authorization, and it’s even better not to exist, and you must always be prepared, “Get out of this house.”

Even though he knew it was his own fault, if it wasn't for him, his mother would not have died, his father would not have died, and his aunt would not have had a miscarriage, but Ye Fan still didn't like this family.

Ye Fan never expected to be like other children, to be picked up by his parents to and from school, and to be taken out to play on weekends by his parents, and he happily wrote "my mother is beautiful and gentle" in her composition.Ye Fan never expected it, he just wanted to see his uncle and aunt smile at him occasionally, but never.

He has nowhere to go.

Every day after school, Ye Fan would squat aside from a distance, watching the old man make popcorn.

He must stay away from others.Because he will bring misfortune to others.

The old man waved at Ye Fan as usual.Ye Fan stood up and walked over happily but slowly, the key ring hanging around his neck collided with each other, making a crisp sound.He stretched out his little hand that was red from the cold, and picked up the popcorn stuffed by the old man. Just as he was about to back away, the old man was already smiling and showing his old teeth, "What are you doing hiding so far away? It's cold, come here and enjoy the fire."

Ye Fan shook his head and whispered, "I, Sangmenxing, can't, too close."

"What?" The old man didn't know if he heard it clearly. He grabbed Ye Fan's small arm and made Ye Fan squat beside the stove. Accent, said loudly, "Such a well-behaved baby, what a loser, don't talk nonsense."

Ye Fan didn't hear what the old man said clearly. He looked at the fire in front of him in surprise, and felt the old man's big hands that were not gentle on his head... No one had ever touched his head. He got full marks in the exam and fell ill. High fever, birthday... no one had ever treated him so kindly.

In Ye Fan's eyes, two lines of tears flowed unknowingly, and he whispered, "Grandpa, popcorn is delicious."

The old man smiled happily, "That's not right! Get more today!"

The old man grabbed a lot of popcorn, packed it in a plastic bag, filled Ye Fan's small schoolbag, and helped Ye Fan straighten the crooked red scarf again, "Children, no matter what others say, you must be a good boy!" .”

Ye Fan stuffed the popcorn into his mouth, wiped away his tears and snot with the back of his hand, puffed out his cheeks and showed a bright smile, "Yeah!"

At that time, Ye Fan was eight years old.Not long after that, my aunt finally became pregnant, so she sent Ye Fan to the orphanage.Since then, Ye Fan never went back, and never saw the old man who made popcorn again.

——The memory came to an abrupt end here, Ye Fan smelled the aroma of pork ribs wafting from the kitchen, and came back to his senses.

The deeper the autumn, the sooner it gets dark, and the living room is completely dark, and even the golden lotus pot on the table and the popcorn in the pot can't be seen clearly.

Ye Fan glanced at the time, it was six o'clock in the evening.The ribs had been stewed long ago, but Li Xuan was still sleeping.

I don't know if it's because he didn't sleep well in the underworld, but Li Xuan has been able to sleep better in the past two days since he came back.Ye Fan grabbed two popcorns and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them dryly, stretched his neck and swallowed them. Sure enough, no matter how good the memories were, they couldn't save the horrible taste—it was unpalatable.

Ye Fan got up and went to the bedroom, and Li Xuan fell asleep quietly.Ye Fan was in a trance, and seemed to hear Li Xuan's even and thin breathing.It must be an illusion, how could a ghost breathe?But luckily Li Xuan was a ghost, so Ye Fan dared to let him stay by his side.

If it was an ordinary human being, he probably would have stepped back far away.Human beings are afraid of him, but he is actually also afraid of human beings in his heart.

Ye Fan thought wildly, sat down by the bed, stared out of the dark window in a daze.A pair of arms suddenly came from behind and hugged his waist, and Li Xuan asked in a daze, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Fan was so frightened that he almost jumped up, but when he realized that Li Xuan was hugging him, he calmed down again. He could feel Li Xuan's chin resting on his shoulder, looking at him in the dark.He looked down uncomfortably at Li Xuan's arms around his waist, but did not push Li Xuan away, and said dully, "Popcorn, thank you."

Li Xuan let out a happy laugh, "I know, you like it."

"How do you know?" Ye Fan asked softly.

"Last time, there was an old man on the side of the road making popcorn. You stopped and watched for a long time."

"I see." Ye Fan suddenly realized that the city is changing with each passing day and the times are developing rapidly. This kind of old-fashioned popcorn is no longer common, and fewer and fewer people make this kind of popcorn.So the last time he saw a popcorn maker on the side of the road, he stopped to look at it for a long time without knowing it, and bought two big bags.But unexpectedly, Li Xuan would notice such a small detail.

Li Xuan sniffed, as if he smelled something extraordinary, and was about to withdraw his hand, when Ye Fan subconsciously pressed his hand, and said with some reluctance, "Hold me for a while."

"...Yes." Li Xuan agreed softly, and smiled silently in the darkness.

"Thank you." Ye Fan had lived for so many years, it was the first time someone hugged him so kindly, and he was suddenly relieved and full of gratitude.

——Children, no matter what others say, you have to be a good boy.

Ye Fan remembered the words the old man told him when they parted, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Tonight, spare ribs."

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The author has something to say:

There are many things I want to say, but I can summarize them in the following three points:

1. Ye Fan wouldn't really eat the popcorn that Li Xuan brought back, and the golden basin is very valuable.

2. Some friends said that Xuanjiang came back from the underworld without washing her face?In fact, I lost a bet with Meng Xuan, so I won’t allow it~

3. As an international practice, in order to support the reading rights of friends, this article has begun to prevent theft——For friends who have purchased less than 50% of Chapter V, the new chapter will display free content that appears randomly, but it can be viewed after 24 hours The real post-V content, so don’t be afraid~ I’m still looking forward to what interesting content will appear in the next chapter~ Meme smash~