Chapter 28 People in need of care

I have been thinking about where Uncle Wuchang wants me to take care of, but no one has come to me. I hope Uncle Wuchang will forget this matter, as for whether I am alive or dead. I have a heartbeat and any vital signs exist. Only I know that my body has this serious problem. Once I don't eat, my body temperature and heartbeat will slow down, and my feelings for the outside world will become numb. I haven't tried it. What will happen if I don't eat for a day? Maybe he will leave sometime. But with impermanence, you should be able to live.

One more day is a day. I just want to live.

So the two lived together. It started.

Every day, I still forget who Fang Wenshan is. I have to carry a notepad and write everything on it. Every morning, I will be awakened by strange ghosts.

It is repeated every day: the self-introduction of strange ghosts. It's also a little adjustment in boring days.

The black ticket took the opportunity to stay, not to mention leaving, and diligently did not find fault.

Nothing special happened during this period. The only bigger thing is that the little sister-in-law in the store graduated and moved, and her home was opposite my house.

We have two households, and the balconies of the two families are connected.

On the day she moved, I went to help with the black ticket.

Then I learned that her parents bought the house for her, because I live here to take good care of it. I'm really embarrassed to say that I rented the house.

"What's your name?" For the first time, I found that after being together for so long, I still don't know her name.

"You don't care too much about employees." The black ticket moved things into the door and heard me ask the little girl's name.

I rolled my eyes and successfully shut the black ticket.

"My name is Bai Lingling, and the boss doesn't remember that the guy should be." Or the little girl can speak.

"I said you are not short of money, why do you work?" Sitting on the sofa that has not been dismantled in the living room and looking around, everything doesn't seem to be affordable for a new college student.

Among other things, Lancome is the one who wipes his face, which makes people who still use domestic Pechoin unbearable.

Notice my sight. Bailing was embarrassed and said, "Those were given to me by my aunt. I don't want them. She has to give them."

"Why don't I have such a good aunt?" I sucked the saliva at the corners of my mouth. It's true that people are more popular than people.

In the evening, the little girl cooked hot pot to thank me and the black ticket for helping him move. In fact, the main reason is that black tickets are doing things. I supervise and follow the old rules. It's hard for us to supervise, isn't it?

The craftsmanship of the lark is really not covered. Originally, I didn't eat a white pot. But the material inside is really great:

I like to eat abalone, sea cucumber and shrimp. I grab it with black tickets with chopsticks.

I usually eat a lot of black ticket. Why am I so greedy? I can grab whatever I like.

After eating and drinking enough, I rushed back home. The little girl sent me to the door. I left the black ticket to clean the battlefield, which was the cost of dinner.

I don't like to take advantage of others.

When I went home, I was really shocked. As soon as I opened the door, a strange thing floated in front of me and said to me, "I'm back."

This really scared me a lot: "Who are you?"

"Look at the notepad in your pocket." It points to my pocket. Why does he know that I have a notepad?

Take a look, it's really dog blood.

"Wenshan, why did you come out so late?" I finally know who it is, and I deliberately said something polite to ease the atmosphere.

"No, I'm just bored." The ghost of Wenshan floated to the sofa and sat in a posture ready to talk to me for a long time.

"Why are you sitting so close?" I changed the topic.

"Are you going to live like this?" Wenshan ghost said.

"Is it not good to live like this?" I have a strange reaction.

"These days, I found that sometimes you are not you." It put on an embarrassing expression, and God knows that I can't stand this.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"I think there may be something else in your body." It finally said.

"What do you mean by clarifying?" This is what I care about the most.

"I just think there is another person in your body."

"It can't be me now." I hurriedly denied, "I'm going to bed. Don't follow me." Back in the room, although I tried my best to deny it, I was still very concerned. My photo was completely different from what I saw in the mirror. What does this mean? If there is really another person, am I another person or the owner of this person's body? With a question in my mind, I fell asleep.