Full-time protagonist information entry [Quick Pass]

The wind outside the window stopped after a while.

Holding the idea that he could afford to hide, Lin Xiwu huddled in the corner behind the door of the upstairs bedroom, there was no way, the door was only open upstairs.

Now I hope that Jing Xu will open a window, or go out and throw garbage or something, so that he can slip out.

After waiting for about four songs, there was the sound of footsteps going upstairs, and Lin Xiwu squeezed hard into the corner, trying not to be found.

The suddenly turned on light was very dazzling, Jing Xu squinted his eyes uncomfortably, this light is too bright, he usually doesn't use it.He looked around the room but did not see Lu Yiqing, he was not sure if that person was still there.

He looked again and still did not see Lu Yiqing, so he simply turned off the light and went out.

The sound of footsteps gradually drifting away, Lin Xiwu cautiously poked his head out from behind the door, and saw that there was no one in the room.I didn't hear any other sounds with my ears upright, so I moved towards the door little by little.

"what!"

Ah——suddenly stopped his forward leaning body, and was about to meet Jing Xu who suddenly appeared face-to-face, Lin Xiwu gasped, if he touched him, he would turn into ashes.

Hey, it's so hanging... just a little bit.

Lin Xiwu breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at Jing Xu with big eyes and small eyes, and his own figure was reflected in the other's brown pupils.Lin Xiwu was startled, his eyes widened in surprise.

The black board cut head and all black pupils without whites look very harmonious.

On the left side of his face, there were black lines spreading from the chin to the end of the eyes, and the skin was fairer. It was not the scene of the car accident he thought.Such a handsome and vicious little brother, no wonder Jing Xu is not afraid.

"Jing Xu, let's talk."

Jing Xu said 'En', turned and went downstairs.

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Xiwu regretted it, what a fart!

We should try our best to reduce the sense of existence and restore the plot line a little bit.

But having said it all... I can only bite the bullet.

Lin Xiwu felt that he was sitting on the sofa, but in Jing Xu's view, he was just floating on the sofa.

Lightly colored lips parted slightly, "One question per person."

Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Jing Xu rubbed his sour eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Are you Lu Yiqing?"

"Well, it's my turn." Lin Xiwu took out a notebook with a black cover, and prepared to complete the collection task first, "What don't you want to eat?"

"Ah?" Jing Xu was taken aback, and looked at Lin Xiwu suspiciously.

Frowning made a light mark, Lin Xiwu repeated impatiently: "What don't you want to eat?"

"……coriander."

"Are you a ghost?"

"kindness……"

The originally dark sky has turned into a light ink color, and the color is still getting lighter.

"I've told you everything I want to know. Now it's time to open the door." After closing the notebook, Lin Xiwu was very satisfied with Jing Xu's cooperation, and gave him a rare good face.

Jing Xu raised his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the young man with his chin resting in front of him waiting for a reply.

Just when Lin Xiwu thought he would not open the door, he suddenly saw Jing Xu rubbing his brows wearily, and got up to open the door.

"Where can I find you?"

This is to say hello in advance and will come to visit later?

Lin Xiwu pursed his lips into a straight line and let out a cold air: "...my family"

Finally, before the sky turned gray, he got into the exhaust duct.

Lin Xiwu stared at the information book in his hand, his teeth were itchy, and he wanted to bite someone.

The plot line just passed 20.00% and turned gray after failure.

After seeing the collection task, his expression softened a little, and he finally found some comfort.Those two pages of notes are not for nothing, the main task has reached 80.00%.The picture of Hundred Ghosts was a pleasant surprise. Although I only took more than 20 pictures, I don’t know why the progress bar shows that it has reached 80.00%, and the dawn of victory is just around the corner.

Lin Xiwu yawned lazily, feeling a little drowsy, it turns out that ghosts can also doze off.

On the night of No.40 nine days after his death, Lin Xiwu, Xiaotong, Jieyu, and Aunt Li wandered outside.

While he was speaking, all kinds of things suddenly appeared in mid-air and smashed straight into his body.

Although it looked scary, it didn't feel like being hit at all.

Lin Xiwu turned his head to look at the three people who were far away, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was quite helpless, "How long will it last? It can't keep hitting me like this."

Jieyu hugged Xiaotong and smiled gloatingly, "Isn't it good to drop money from the sky? Actually, it's not much hahaha."

Lin Xiwu raised his head with a troubled face to see the continuous falling ingot candles.

Xiaotong tilted his head and added: "Brother, don't look at it, this is just the beginning, there will be bigger ones falling down later, be careful~"

Aunt Li nodded in agreement.

The corner of Lin Xiwu's mouth twitched, "...how can it be used?"

"That's it." Wang Jieyu put down Xiaotong, waved her sleeve lightly, and a necklace was added to her hand.

Lin Xiwu nodded knowingly, followed her example, waved his sleeves lightly, nothing appeared, and looked up in doubt.

Xiaotong took a step forward, "Oh, my brother is so stupid, that's all~"

After speaking, he waved out his hand empty-handed, and when he waved back again, there was an extra candle in his hand.

"..." That's it.

Aunt Li covered her lips and smiled softly, with eyebrows and eyes curved, and said softly, "Whatever Yiqing wants in her heart, it will appear."

The long-haired woman in a gray skirt waved her hand lightly, and a crutch appeared, then waved again and then disappeared. "Similarly, when you want to take it back, just think 'receive' in your heart."

The corner of Lin Xiwu's mouth hooked slightly, revealing a bewildering arc, "Understood."

On the way back, Lin Xiwu casually offered to take a photo with Aunt Li and Jieyu, but was rejected again.

The security of the community is very good. Every time I go back, I always meet one or two tall security guards with electric batons.

When passing Jing Xu's building, he looked up subconsciously and found that the lights in his house were not on, so he probably wasn't at home.

After that day, Jing Xu came to his house, but he didn't have the key, and he wasn't sure if he was inside, and he usually just stood there for a while and then left.

It must have been windy again, and the leaves of the evergreen trees were rustling towards the east. He couldn't feel the wind, but he knew it must be cool.

He had to go through the door to go to the air vent, so he was not too surprised to meet Jing Xu who was sitting on the doorstep smoking a cigarette.

Jing Xu put on light makeup, but the blue eyes that couldn't be concealed revealed a strong sense of fatigue, and he looked haggard.

The smoke between the slender fingers was flickering, Lin Xiwu deliberately floated in front of him, and leaned over to taunt with a blank expression: "You look like this...are you being dumped?"

Jing Xu, who thought he was going to return in vain today, looked up and saw that it was the familiar ghost, took a puff of cigarette and let it out, slightly melancholy: "How can I not see you?"

Smoke passed through Lin Xiwu's body, "I don't know."

Hearing this, Jing Xu let out a long and deep sigh, put out the cigarette, stood up and picked up the script that was placed underneath, "I have a question for you."

Lin Xiwu looked at the script handed over inexplicably in front of him, and felt that he was very strange. Could it be that he was not afraid of himself at all?

After not getting a response for a long time, Jing Xu looked up at Lin Xiwu, "What's wrong?"

"I can't touch it." Lin Xiwu stretched out his index finger and pointed towards the script vigorously, and it just stopped about one centimeter above the sky, feeling the familiar diaphragm.

Jing Xu nodded thoughtfully, opened the book directly, pointed to something he didn't understand and asked.

Lu Yiqing has a very good foundation, a solid foundation, Jing Xu is not bad, he can see through everything.

After coming and going, there is a little more appreciation for each other.

"It's almost dawn, I should go back." I didn't know if I didn't look up. It turned out that the two had chatted for a whole night, and the sky suddenly turned pale.

Jing Xu moved his neck a little stiff because he kept the same posture for a long time, and asked jokingly, "Going back to the underworld?"

"..."

"Come back with me!" Afraid that Lin Xiwu didn't understand, Jing Xu went on to explain: "I seem to be able to see not only you, but also others occasionally. If you are here, I will go home and sleep more comfortably."

Seeming to be unconvincing to Lin Xiwu, Jing Xu looked up and saw that he was hesitant, and continued to say in a gentle voice: "If there is anything I don't understand about acting, it's more convenient to ask you."

Hearing this, Lin Xiwu raised his eyelids slightly, looked back and forth at the gentle young man in front of him, and silently added in his heart that he was still very seductive.

Hearing the word "good" without any ups and downs, Jing Xu let go of his high-hanging heart, and his nerves that had been tense for dozens of days suddenly relaxed, and sleepiness swept over him.Yawning leisurely, he led Lin Xiwu towards home.

Lin Xiwu floated much faster than Jing Xu, and rushed to the door again before dawn in a panic.Jing Xu seemed to have already prepared, all the curtains were drawn to block the natural light from outside the house.

He agreed to come over, mainly because he suddenly remembered the main task that was still stuck at 80.00%.

"Do you want a drink?" Jing Xu asked, shaking the milk in his hand.

"...I can't drink it." Lin Xiwu narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "Which brand of milk do you like?"

"Mammoth."

After hearing this, Lin Xiwu took out a small notebook and wrote it down secretly.

"Cold or hot?"

"Normal temperature."

Remember again.

The young man was sitting on the black sofa in a regular manner, holding a notebook and writing something seriously. There were particles visible to the naked eye floating all over his body, and his bare feet touched the ground.The black pattern that spread across the face the last time I saw it, now there are only a few lines sticking to the blood vessels.With a white background wall.

All of this blurred like a painting.