The meal was prepared quickly and presented on a tray.
Bai Wu took the lead in picking up the tray, found a place to sit down and waved to Xi Ying.
That appearance is really no different from that of ordinary college students.
Xi Ying walked over slowly and sat down.
"Sister Liao, will both of them die? Or will one of them die?" Bai Wu picked up a French fries and found a topic.
Xi Ying took a sip of Coke and said, "The information received so far indicates that only that man will die."
"Ah? What does this mean? Isn't it true that whoever is shown on the mission will die? From what you said, it seems that there will be emergencies?"
Xi Ying: "Well, for example, the man wears an amulet or something like that. That thing can extend his life, but not for long."
Bai Wu held the fries in his mouth and nodded confusedly: "No wonder when I was alive, my mother always asked me to wear the amulet she begged for me. She said it was in the hands of some eminent monk and it could protect my safety. . But I thought it was too ugly, so I hid it secretly. I wonder if it would have had any effect if I had worn it at that time."
Speaking of relatives, Bai Wu felt slightly depressed.
After all, he is a new ghost who has just died, so this kind of psychological gap still needs time to adapt to.
"It won't have much effect. You died in a car accident. This is a destined death. Your destiny is to come to the underworld to be impermanent after death. Other things will not have much impact on you, because you have a good destiny. "Xi Ying said.
If this sentence were spoken by someone else, it might be a little warm and comforting.
But when it came out of Xi Ying's mouth, the calm and indifferent tone didn't make Bai Wu feel good at all.
He smiled awkwardly, picked up the fries and ate them.
Like a little hamster hoarding food.
Xi Ying's movements were much slower and more graceful.
Even eating fast food like M's made her feel like a French meal.
After Bai Wu took a sneak look at her, he felt that his eating appearance was really not very good-looking, so he slowed down.
The two of them ate leisurely in M Ji.
In the villa, the scumbag and the mistress had just finished a "battle".
The scumbag was lying on the bed sweating profusely, and asked the mistress next to him with a smile: "How are you doing? Do you feel good?"
The mistress's face was flushed: "Shuang, you are the best. But your body is covered with sweat. Don't lie on the bed. Go and wash yourself. I will wash you after you finish washing."
The scumbag was pushed up by the mistress. After kissing her on the face, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Hearing the sound of water running in the bathroom, the mistress reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside.
Use your fingerprint to open the lock screen and click to enter WeChat.
The current WeChat interface is the WeChat she used in front of the scumbag, but she actually has a trumpet account.
Log out and log in again, and the WeChat interface will change.
The chat interface box placed at the top is obviously the avatar of a young man.
The man sent an unread message fifteen minutes ago.
Xiaosan entered at 3 o'clock, and his fingers were typing quickly on the screen.
"As soon as we're done, I'll put him away right away, and then go to his bag to see if there's the seal you need."
The young man quickly replied: "Are you coming in broad daylight?"
Mistress: "The older people get, the less capable they are and the more lustful they become."
Young man: "How long does he have? How does he compare to me?"