Xu Chen changed his shoes and walked in, looked at the contents of the pot, saw Deng Xuanhan's name and the date of death, and seemed to understand, so he said, "These things can't stop her bleeding."
"Then how do we do it?" Lu Wenxi immediately asked professionals.
"It doesn't hurt if she bleeds now, why should she care?"
"After all, she's a girl, don't worry about her appearance!" Lu Wenxi replied.
Deng Xuanhan stood and listened, and gave Lu Wenxi a thumbs-up: "I like being called a girl."
Lu Wenxi responded with a smile. He was very polite to women and would subconsciously take care of them.
Xu Chen didn't seem to understand this, but he took out a blank talisman from his pocket and handed it to Lu Wenxi: "Burn it for her, and let her stick it on her wrist."
Lu Wenxi took it over and asked, "Don't you need to print something on it?"
"Too lazy." Xu Chen was not in the mood to help a ghost tidy up his remains.
"Will it leave a scar?"
"Need to stick to it all the time." That is to say, it will still bleed when it is torn off.
Lu Wenxi took the talisman and looked at it, then at Deng Xuanhan, seeing Deng Xuanhan nodding, threw the talisman paper into the pot and burned it.
Xu Chen was different from Yin Hanwei and Lin Xiao. What he bought was not takeaway, but ingredients. When he got home, he went into the kitchen to cook by himself.
There is no rice cooker at home, so Xu Chen didn't buy rice, but just started making pancakes, the thin gluten pancakes. After they are done, they can be eaten with some vegetables and sauce, and they taste pretty good.
Xu Chen was very proficient in doing these things, obviously doing these things often, which attracted Lu Wenxi to follow him, and couldn't help but ask, "When you were on the mountain, did you eat these things?"
"Well, keep it simple."
"No wonder I bought you so much KFC last time and you ate them all."
Xu Chen pursed his lips, pretended to be deep and said for a while, "I just don't want to waste it."
"Actually, you like to eat, don't you?" Lu Wenxi deliberately teased Xu Chen, thinking that this young man is obviously very cute, but pretending to be deep is very interesting.
"..."
"You child, you said you were not nutritious, but you ate them all."
"..." Xu Chen continued to make cakes, but his ears were red.
Lu Wenxi thought it was interesting, so he raised his hand and poked Xu Chen's rigid face with his finger. Unexpectedly, it felt good, so he poked it a few more times, and Xu Chen avoided it.
Deng Xuanhan also came over, looked at Xu Chen, and then pointed to Xu Chen's wrists: "There are scars on the inside of both wrists, it looks like they have been cut many times, and they look pretty, but they have self-harmed so many times? "
When Lu Wenxi looked at Xu Chen before, he was focused on his face or figure, but he didn't pay much attention to his wrist, which he only touched last night. Now seeing the wound on the inside of Xu Chen's wrist when he was making cakes, he couldn't help frowning.
There are too many wounds, many cuts. If it was cut at one time, the skin on the wrist would probably be broken and fall off, so it wouldn't be stretched like this.
This only shows that these wounds were caused many times.
Not long after one wound healed, another was cut. It didn't look like suicide, but for bloodletting.
Lu Wenxi remembered that Xu Chen seemed to be particularly attractive to mosquitoes. Could it be that Xu Chen has some special ability in his blood
So…
Did he cut the wound himself, or someone else
Was it inconvenient for him to go down the mountain before, or was he imprisoned and unable to go down the mountain? Otherwise, how could such a young boy know how to use a mobile phone and not know about elevators
Lu Wenxi stared at Xu Chen more and more strangely, causing Xu Chen to look at him.
Xu Chen's eyes were very calm, and it can be said that there was a dead silence, everything was silent, and not a blade of grass grew.
The eyes of the two of them met, like a fight, no one was willing to look away first, and stared at each other for a long time before Xu Chen looked to the side and asked: "A soul is around?" I turn around, aren't you afraid of being hurt by the aura on my body?"
The position Xu Chen looked at was where Deng Xuanhan was standing.
"Have you opened your yin and yang eyes?" Lu Wenxi asked in surprise.
"She has just recovered, and she still has the Yin energy of the evil spirit on her body, I can feel it."
"Oh, what I said, I remember you had to open your yin and yang eyes, and you had to pose for a while, especially the second-year ones."
"..." Xu Chen didn't answer and continued to make things.
Lu Wenxi took a cucumber, washed it and ate it while going outside, Deng Xuanhan followed, with a yellow talisman on her wrist, the bleeding had stopped.
"What's the aura around him like?" Lu Wenxi asked.
"The dark red one is said to be evil spirit." Deng Xuanhan replied.
"Oh?" Lu Wenxi raised his eyebrows, "Who told you that?"
"Being a soul is what I heard when other ghosts were talking about it. They said that they had killed too many evil spirits, and they had evil spirits on them. A normal aura is golden, you are purple-black, and he is dark red. Both of you are abnormal."
Lu Wenxi ate a few more mouthfuls of cucumber, still thinking about the injury on Xu Chen's wrist, so he only responded vaguely.
"You are different from what I imagined." Deng Xuanhan sat down on the sofa, looked at Lu Wenxi and said.
"What am I like?"
"The kind of idols who have a lot of burden, they are self-righteous, foolish, and look down on others." Deng Xuanhan replied.
Lu Wenxi suspected that this was his image in the eyes of other people, and he forgot to chew even though there was still cucumber in his mouth.
Without him answering, Deng Xuanhan continued: "In the end, I now think that you are quite interesting, not stupid, but also kind, and you actually sit cross-legged on the sofa and eat cucumbers like this."
"Otherwise, a gentleman doesn't wear a suit while sleeping, and a music prodigy doesn't necessarily play the guitar for fun when he shits."
Deng Xuanhan nodded, and then wrapped a bandage around her wrist to fix the yellow talisman paper. Since she was using one hand, her movements were not very flexible.
Lu Wenxi sat watching, a little anxious, and subconsciously reached out to hold one end of the bandage.
bumped into.
He was startled.
Then he reached out to touch Deng Xuanhan's shoulder, and sure enough, he was able to touch Deng Xuanhan's body.
"Xu Chen!" Lu Wenxi called out immediately, "I... I can meet Deng Xuanhan!"
Xu Chen came out with flour in his hands, looked at Lu Wenxi for a while, and then said, "Try giving her something directly."
Lu Wenxi directly handed the half-eaten cucumber to Deng Xuanhan. Deng Xuanhan felt a little disgusted when she saw it, but she still reached out to pick it up. Finally, she got the half cucumber and was also surprised.
Xu Chen kept watching, and when he saw Lu Wenxi looking at him, he explained: "The death energy on your body is gradually increasing. Before, you could see black shadows, and later you could see real souls and hear their voices. Now You can touch them. You become a person between Yin and Yang, like a bond. You can take things from them that belong to the Yin world, and through your hands, they will become things in the world. "
Lu Wenxi was very obedient, she pulled a sequin off Deng Xuanhan's shoulder, spread her palms, and showed Xu Chen: "Can you see what it is?"
"Something like a piece of paper?"
"That's right."
"What you give to Deng Xuanhan now, as long as she takes it, it becomes a thing from the underworld." Xu Chen continued to explain.
"So it was superfluous for me to burn something for her just now?"
"That's right."
Lu Wenxi was a bit overwhelmed, but at this moment, Deng Xuanhan pinched his face. The cold body temperature made him shiver, and he quickly avoided it.
Deng Xuanhan can also meet him.
"Wouldn't it be easier for ghosts to attack me in the future?" Lu Wenxi immediately thought of this question.
"That's right."
Thinking of this, Lu Wenxi couldn't help frowning. He was not in a good mood, so he could barely maintain it.
Deng Xuanhan ignored Lu Wenxi's melancholy, and asked Lu Wenxi to help her wrap the bandage. He sighed helplessly, and turned around to help Deng Xuanhan tie the bandage.
Xu Chen looked at Lu Wenxi's movements, saw Lu Wenxi talking to the air, and comparing things. His appearance was very strange. If he didn't know that Lu Wenxi could see ghosts, he would probably think that Lu Wenxi was sick.
"Can you pass me a suit of clothes?" Deng Xuanhan asked Lu Wenxi.
"Yes, yes, but I don't have women's clothing at home."
"Get it at my house."
"You don't have many at home, so you can make do with mine and use it as your boyfriend's style."
"It's okay, this skirt is too obstructive. When I was running away last time, I wanted to walk through the door, but the person walking in front suddenly closed the door. My skirt was caught in the crack of the door, and I was caught in the door for several hours. I will escape only when the next person opens the door."
Lu Wenxi was delighted when she heard it, and asked her, "Is it like drilling a half-jammed Sadako through a TV?"
"Yes! Very uncomfortable!"
Lu Wenxi laughed "hehehe", and then sighed: "You are different from what I imagined."
"What do you imagine me like?" Deng Xuanhan asked him.
"Sister Yu, mature, sexy, big sister type."
"I'm always carrying it, I'm so tired, and I'm already dead, so I can release myself." Deng Xuanhan sat on the sofa carelessly, sighing with Lu Wenxi, with a sad expression on his face.
Lu Wenxi looked at her sideways, and finally asked what he had always wanted to ask, but was afraid of irritating her, so he dared not say: "Have you let go yet?"
"The moment I became a soul and looked at my dead body, I was surprised. Why did I suddenly walk into a dead end at that time? Why did I get hysterical? Why did I commit suicide? Is it worth it for that scumbag? I came back to my senses At that time, I was already dead. All the grief and resentment were instantly let go, not because I was relieved by suicide, but because..." Deng Xuanhan suddenly paused when she said this.
Lu Wenxi didn't know how Deng Xuanhan felt at that time, in short, it wouldn't be too good.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like if one day he became a soul and looked at his own corpse.
"But what?" Lu Wenxi asked.
Deng Xuanhan pointed to the cigarette case on the coffee table: "Give me one."
Lu Wenxi immediately fetched the cigarette case, shook out one, handed it to Deng Xuanhan, and lit it for her. Deng Xuanhan took a puff of cigarette, then said with a wry smile: "You know, when I looked at my corpse, I just wanted to curse at the corpse: You are an idiot."
"It's not worth it until you die?"
"Occasionally, when I regained consciousness and hid in Tibet, I was thinking, how good it is to be alive, why did I commit suicide for that scumbag, it was not worth it at all, and later found out that I would become an evil spirit because of that scumbag, so I wanted to resist even more Yes. But at that time, I couldn’t control my emotions. When I thought that I would die because of a scumbag, I would get anxious, get angry, and want to vent. But I still had a sliver of reason, and felt that I had died for him once. , I can’t lose my soul just because of him again, so I come to you for help.”
Lu Wenxi suddenly remembered that when Xu Chen asked him to leave the private house, did he feel restless? Maybe it was because of this, too
He has been treated as a soul.
He then shook out a cigarette, seemed to be brought into the mood, and also became melancholy, lit the cigarette and took a puff.
"Wouldn't you be sad to see him when you went to the hospital? Aren't you afraid of losing control again?" Lu Wenxi asked.
"Knowing that he's not having a good time makes me happy, I feel like I'm normal now."
"That's good." Lu Wenxi said, pointing to Xu Chen who was busy in the kitchen, "I'm afraid he will drive your daughter out of her wits, you won't stop it, right?"
Deng Xuanhan shook her head, looking very rational: "No, I have a sense of right and wrong, and I just want to see my child."
After chatting for a while, Xu Chen asked Lu Wenxi to have dinner.
Sitting in the dining room, Lu Wenxi wiped the blood on the table and the floor with a rag, and suddenly felt that the carpets were sold too much, so she cleaned up before washing her hands and eating.
When eating, a ghost catcher and a ghost sat beside him. Lu Wenxi handed Deng Xuanhan something to eat from time to time, and the three of them finished their meal together in harmony. It was exciting to think about it.
"When you saw me for the first time, you almost peed in fright, but now you're quite calm." Deng Xuanhan sighed while eating.
"Aren't you scared when you suddenly saw a dead person standing in front of you? Plus you looked like a zombie at the time, it was really scary." Lu Wenxi immediately complained.
Xu Chen watched Lu Wenxi suddenly raise his voice, talking to himself, and couldn't help but pause, trying to adapt himself.
"When I came last time, I saw you were criticized by Ge Xinlong. Has the matter been resolved?" Deng Xuanhan asked him.
"It's still the same, I guess I responded, but because of your matter, my response was ignored, and everyone was discussing the cause of your death."
"I have worked with Ge Xinlong before. I know this old man's temper. He really likes to preach to young people. He is still the kind of machismo. He thinks that women acting in some... dramas are offensive, so his attitude towards me is not good. But he is after all. It's an old drama, and some words are really reasonable, have you watched the video carefully?"
"Looked at it twice." Lu Wenxi replied.
At this moment, Deng Xuanhan turned sideways and said to Lu Wenxi very seriously: "Have you thought about the future?"
"In the future, can I still have a future?" Lu Wenxi was asked this question, and he didn't know how to answer it. As a person who doesn't know when he will die, how can there be a future
"You can combine my death to conceive the scene after your death. When people recall me, they will play the classic characters I have played, and make my plays into videos to commemorate. What about you? Take you being strangled When someone thinks of you, they will play the song you sang, with a cheerful tune, and a group of people will sing on your grave: I like you, I like you sweet, I love you the most, I like you you."
Later, Deng Xuanhan sang Lu Wenxi's new song.
Lu Wenxi refused to imagine!
As a result, Deng Xuanhan ignored him and continued: "You can see that when you look at Weibo, on the anniversary of the death of a senior who really has a work, someone will post a Weibo to remember the senior. But you People who have nothing else but your face, your fans will forget you in a short time. I guess your family will still miss you, watch your works and remember you, and see your acting skills... "
"Stop talking." Lu Wenxi lost her appetite, so she simply stopped eating.
"A person like you who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth will never understand a person like me. I need to work hard to get a role. You can get it casually, so you won't cherish it. Because the company I don’t want you to release an album, so you will cherish some, and if you cherish it, you will work hard.”
Lu Wenxi fell silent.
"What if you die after acting in this play?" Deng Xuanhan asked him.
Lu Wenxi stared at Deng Xuanhan, did not answer, but was also thinking about this question.
Deng Xuanhan asked again: "After you finish acting in this play, you will die. Will you cherish this opportunity to act well and leave better fragments, so that others will recognize you before you die, instead of that Facially paralyzed little fresh meat?"
"Acting with the determination to die? What if you die before the end of the act?"
"Then you have to act well, so that the person who replaces you will see your video and feel that it cannot be surpassed, not that he is better! Moreover, your clips will also be left behind, which can be regarded as your posthumous work."
Lu Wenxi was moved by Deng Xuanhan.
He is indeed unwilling to be criticized by others, and wants to prove for himself that he can do it.
The emotions in his heart suddenly surged, flooding instantly.
He wants to play well.
"I'm dead, but I used to be an actress, I was brilliant, stood on the podium, and got the highest recognition. I can look at my competitors, smile at them, and I can also say goodbye to those who deny me The people said: You are a bunch of idiots with no vision!" Deng Xuanhan said, and started to sneer, but then she smiled sadly, "So why did I commit suicide? I can't even figure it out..."
"It's a pity to end a brilliant life for a scumbag." Lu Wenxi sighed.
"But I can say that I have no regrets, how about you? Have no regrets?"
"I... get an actor before I die?" After Lu Wenxi asked, she found this question so funny that she didn't believe it.
"Why is it a question sentence? You can, because no one needs to work harder than you. If you don't work hard, your life will be over. Don't you think it's a pity?"
Lu Wenxi looked at Deng Xuanhan for a long time, and finally became firm: "I want to be the actor, and I want to prove myself."
Xu Chen was eating, and seeing Lu Wenxi's appearance at this time, in Lu Wenxi's eyes, he saw unprecedented firmness, so ruthless, it seemed that he was making this decision with the belief that he would die.
The author has something to say: Lu Wenxi: I have a special tutor - the queen who has passed away.