Tang Ning looked at Mo Yunchu in a daze. He saw the deep hint that even his long eyelashes could not hide. Mo Yunchu stared at Tang Ning, but his hands were playing with Tang Ning's slender white fingers, curling them between her fingers, then sliding them from her palm and into her sleeves. It was obviously not a cake that could satisfy him.
Just by touching his finger, half of Tang Ning's arm went numb.
"Not today. I'm sleepy..." Tang Ning's voice was filled with helplessness and a hint of pleading.
However, this time Mo Yunchu was not so easy to talk to.
"It's 4:23 pm now." Mo Yunchu looked at his watch. "Even if we sleep for eight hours, we can still start at 12:30. There's plenty of time."
Tang Ning looked confused, as if she didn't understand why her previously tried-and-true excuses were no longer effective. Her eyes looked so pitiful that people wanted to bully her.
"Xiao Ning, are you going to sleep now?" Mo Yunchu asked Tangning gently, "But I see that Xiao Ning looks very energetic."
Mo Yunchu dipped his finger into some cream from the cake beside him and smeared the delicate and sweet cream on Tang Ning's nose and cheeks, making Tang Ning look like a little cat that had accidentally been stained with cream.
Mo Yunchu pinched Tangning's delicate chin, as if he wanted to kiss the cream off her face.
Tang Ning panicked and turned her head away, trying to avoid Mo Yunchu's kiss, but Mo Yunchu grabbed her face. Tang Ning subconsciously covered her face and shook her head at Mo Yunchu with tears in her eyes.
"What's wrong? Why are you hiding? Does Xiao Ning deliberately not want me to eat enough?" Mo Yunchu leaned over and looked at Tang Ning. His extremely aggressive aura made every cell in Tang Ning's body scream with anxiety.
Tang Ning was extremely panicked. Her clear eyes were like those of a frightened deer, and her pupils reflected Mo Yunchu's extremely oppressive face.
"Then Xiao Ning is too mean."
"Bad kids must be punished." That handsome face restrained his outward emotions, but the dark emotions in his phoenix eyes became even stronger.
For a moment, an indescribable feeling appeared in Mo Yunchu's distant and cold expression, as if a predator who had been playing with its prey had finally torn off its disguise.
Tang Ning's pupils shrank slightly.
However, the next moment, the thick eyelashes softened the revealing look, which was full of deception. "Is Xiao Ning a good kid, or a bad kid?"
"I... I..." Tangning didn't know how to answer. If she answered the good kid, he would be eaten up, but if she answered the bad kid, he would be punished.
Out of the instinct of a small animal to seek benefits and avoid harm, Tangning learned to answer in a pleasing way without any instruction, "I love you."
Looking at the handsome face so close, he added timidly: "...Husband."
This shameful name was very powerful. The moment it was spoken, it seemed to have calmed most of Mo Yunchu's displeasure. Yes, Tang Ning could sense the displeasure lurking like an undercurrent beneath Mo Yunchu's calm exterior.
He had never seen Mo Yunchu angry.
He didn't want to see this scene either.
Mo Yunchu stared at Tangning with his deep phoenix eyes and raised the corners of his lips, "Xiaoning is so good."
Tangning hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his arms to hug Mo Yunchu's neck. He pressed his face against Mo Yunchu's chest like a spoiled child and said softly, "There is a reason why I've been like this lately."
"Didn't we take the bus home the night before yesterday?" Tang Ning remembered that the system told him that he couldn't tell Mo Yunchu about the existence of ghosts, as it would affect the balance of the game. So he should be able to tell him about it under the guise of dreaming, right
"As a result, I found out that the only car that passed by our place that day was a hearse." Tangning whispered, "I kept having dreams. I dreamed that we were riding in that hearse that night, and that I might be dying."
"I'm really scared, so I don't want to do anything like this right now." Tangning was really scared and didn't want to do anything like this. He spoke with all his heart.
"Dreams and reality are opposites." Mo Yunchu hugged Tangning and consoled her, "It's okay. I know we were on a bus. The surveillance camera couldn't capture the location where we got off, so they didn't capture the bus."
"Why did you get on that bus?" Tang Ning asked quietly while curled up in Mo Yunchu's arms.
"Xiao Ning, have you forgotten? You said you wanted to take the last bus late at night, so we got on that bus."
Tangning fell silent.
He felt it was reasonable for a character like him who was courting death to be haunted by an evil spirit.
"As long as I find evidence that we took the bus the night before, will Xiaoning no longer be afraid?" Mo Yunchu asked.
Tangning hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Okay, I'll find someone to investigate now." Mo Yunchu let go of Tang Ning and started looking for someone to investigate. He started by checking the surveillance cameras, and sure enough, there was no sign of the bus.
Then Mo Yunchu reported the license plate number of the bus.
Tangning's eyes widened slightly, "How did you know the license plate number?"
"I took a look when I got on the bus." Mo Yunchu replied.
Tang Ning felt the gap between people. Even if he looked at her for a whole night, he would forget it completely after two or three days, let alone just a glance.
It would take some time to find the exact whereabouts of the bus. During the waiting time, Mo Yunchu did not force Tang Ning. He chose to accompany Tang Ning to watch a touching and healing movie.
This movie stars Mo Yunchu as the lead actor, who is a gentle, considerate, kind and reliable character.
In the film, Mo Yunchu was wearing a white coat and was a doctor with mysophobia. When the screen showed Mo Yunchu washing his hands slowly and meticulously, Tangning couldn't help but curl her toes together.
His body automatically recalled the bathroom cleansing that night.
Tang Ning couldn't help but look back at Mo Yunchu. Mo Yunchu was concentrating on watching himself in the movie. Unlike the officer role in the previous movie, the doctor's personality in this movie was closer to Mo Yunchu's real personality. The similarities were so great that Tang Ning couldn't even tell the difference between the Mo Yunchu on the screen and the Mo Yunchu in real life.
Although Mo Yunchu in the movie wears a white coat, the temperament they both convey is the same.
Just as calm, gentle and reliable.
They are so similar that it seems like they are all performed using the same techniques.
Thinking of this, Tangning was stunned for a moment, realizing that her choice of words was a bit strange. She should have said that the doctor in the movie was Mo Yunchu himself.
"What are you thinking about?" Mo Yunchu did not change his voice intentionally as he did when playing the role of an officer. His voice was as calm as in the movie.
Every word he pronounced with his pleasant and standard pronunciation was imbued with a gentle and resolute charm, so much so that Tangning was confused for a moment as to whether it was the character in the play speaking or the real Mo Yunchu speaking.
"No, nothing."
... ...
The next morning, Tang Ning was awakened by the ringing of the phone. Mo Yunchu answered the call, lowered his voice and spoke a few words to the person on the other end of the phone before hanging up.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" Mo Yunchu kissed the sleepy Tangning and asked softly, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Tangning shook her head, "I think I heard you guys talking about the bus..."
"Well, my friend just found out the whereabouts of the bus." Mo Yunchu said calmly: "The bus crashed into a lake next to a mass grave. The driver died and the dashcam in the car disappeared. No one knows why the driver drove the car there."
Tangning felt that this story sounded very familiar. He pondered it with his still-awake brain and realized that it sounded very much like the urban legend that the production team had written down on their mission sheet.
"But what is certain is that we took this bus back that night."
Tangning was still a little confused.
When Lu Yingxing checked the surveillance footage, he found that the hearse passed a route close to the villa area, but the surveillance footage did not clearly capture them getting on and off the hearse.
If Mo Yunchu didn't remember the license plate wrong, then they really didn't get off the hearse at that time
Then why did Lao Liu react so strongly when he asked him if he had any passengers that night
Why didn’t the surveillance camera capture the route of this bus
Mo Yunchu inserted his fingers into Tangning's hair and helped her push down a few strands of hair. He said gently, "Some hearses may look like buses, but they are refrigerators inside. They are not suitable for carrying passengers. So, Xiaoning, your dream is not scientific. We should believe in materialism."
Tangning: "..."
The biggest unscientific thing for me to do is to enter this copy.
Mo Yunchu brushed aside a few strands of hair from Tang Ning's forehead and placed a kiss on it. After these few days of contact, Tang Ning had become accustomed to Mo Yunchu's kisses. He closed his eyes and sniffed the warm woody scent coming from Mo Yunchu's body.
This light woody scent seemed to have been smelled somewhere before, but Tang Ning couldn't remember where it was for a moment.
After Mo Yunchu left for work in the morning, Tang Ning received a message from the eldest brother of the Lu family that Lu Yingxing's funeral would be held at noon today.
Tang Ning stood up and went to the cloakroom to look for suitable clothes. He chose a black suit and put it on. Even though the person in the mirror was wearing a mature black suit, he still exuded a clean, pure and innocent aura, like a rose nurtured in a flowerbed, or a bird raised in a golden cage. The oppressive black made his skin look like snow.
Fearing that he might encounter a ghost baby, Tang Ning filled his suit pockets with candy.
When Tang Ning arrived at the Lu family, it was just the time to carry the coffin. Lu Yingxing had not yet married, so eight people were responsible for carrying the coffin. These eight people were specially hired by the Lu family to carry the coffin, and each of them was full of strength.
Eight people lifted the coffin together and walked at the front of the funeral procession. Tang Ning walked in the middle of the procession. He kept Boss Hao's instructions in mind and looked back every seven steps on the road. After walking for a distance, the coffin bearers' pace suddenly slowed down.
If the person at the head of the team slowed down, the entire team would be affected. Lu Junchi stuffed red envelopes into the pockets of each coffin bearer. However, after the red envelopes were given, the coffin bearers' pace did not increase, but became even slower.
This kind of slowness is not intentional.
The morning wind was cold and the weather was gloomy, but the eight coffin bearers were walking as if under the scorching sun. Tang Ning saw beads of sweat on the dark necks of the eight strong coffin bearers and blue veins popping out on their sturdy arms.
It seemed that the coffin they were carrying was unusually heavy.
Once the coffin carrying process begins, it is not allowed to be put down before it is carried to the designated location. If the coffin bearers are really exhausted, they can temporarily place the coffin on a bench.
Seeing this, the man carrying the bench hurried to the head of the team, but before the bench could be put down, a thick rope broke and the golden nanmu coffin fell to the ground with a loud bang.
The rope breaks and the coffin falls, which means the deceased has resentment and does not want to be reborn.