Seeking happiness for yourself
Fang Shan looked at him with accusing eyes: "Do you want Lao Yan to fly apart?"
Wei Sushen did not correct the idiom, but said in a low and pleasant voice: "There is nothing you can do."
Fang Shan's voice was sad: "It is said that a peacock flies southeast and lingers for five miles..."
When reciting, always pay attention to your surroundings, trying to find a gap to leave.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Following Fang Can's shocking accusations, Fang Xinghai's eyes were already piercing him like knives.
Fang Shan stood there, with nothing but a pair of beautiful hands that he couldn't place, and a deliberately straight back.
Other things are easy to hypnotize, but the problem is that he doesn't have a father. If the person standing in front of him is a programmer, there is still the possibility of self-deception.
"I..." Fang Shan opened his mouth and uttered the first syllable.
Fang Xinghai's gaze became even sharper: "Who are you?"
Fang Shan felt that it was quite appropriate to shout angrily that I am an illegitimate child. After quickly extinguishing this thought, his brain was racing. Within a moment, he adjusted his expression of grief and anger: "So you really don't know my existence. I just..."
After saying this, his body fell backwards limply. The moment he landed on the ground, he found that it was crooked. He moved another thirty degrees to the side, and finally fell on Wei Sushen.
Under the unkind gaze, Wei Sushen pinched Fang Shan's head calmly, but there was no response.
"I'm so angry that I won't be able to wake up for a while." Wei Sushen said lies with an expressionless face, and was about to hug him away, but Fang Shan's feet were firmly rooted in the ground like a thousand-year-old tree demon, and she was whispering in his ear. : "I don't want a princess hug."
Wei Sushen's eyelids twitched and his arms tightened, how could he refuse.
Just when he was about to leave the place of right and wrong, Fang Xinghai suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."
Wei Sushen stopped and turned his face slightly. The lines on his face were strong and serious, just like the tone of his voice at the moment: "Mr. Fang, don't just focus on your career. It's also important to be a good person."
He said something ambiguous and left with a sneer.
Fang Xinghai cursed angrily: "The boys from the Wei family are getting more and more arrogant." After that, he glared at Fang Can: "And you, what were you talking about?"
The clear water became muddier and things became darker and darker. As soon as Fang Xinghai opened his mouth, Fang Can's face didn't look very good. Fang Can is usually known for his calmness, but now his mood swings are too big, and he has no intention of arguing. In the end, he just said: "The hotel is not safe, it is best to go back early."
Fang Xinghai frowned. He had only been here for less than two days and had no clue about Chen Yu's affairs: "I'm afraid it's hard to explain to your grandfather."
At the beginning, they vowed to investigate Chen Yu's suicide.
The recent experience shocked Fang Can's brain: "There may be something dirty in the hotel."
Fang Xinghai shook his head: "I don't care what's going on between you and the Wei family, remember not to talk nonsense anymore."
Without waiting for Fang Can to speak, he called the front desk to find someone to clean up the soup on the floor.
Food was spilled at the door, making it impossible to close the door. Before the cleaning staff came, you could see the empty corridor.
Fang Xinghai originally bought seafood noodles with rich sauce, but even though there was air convection through the doors and windows, there was no smell of food in the room.
Fang Can couldn't help but ask: "Dad, do you smell the seafood?"
Fang Xinghai looked at him with a 'nonsense' expression: "Of course."
Fang Can felt cold all over, and the unknown creature hiding in the dark seemed to be still staring at him.
The night comes quietly in the midst of random thoughts.
In the dark, any slightest movement is enough to make people jump with fear.
Fang Can gently called "Dad", and Fang Xinghai just turned over and continued to sleep.
It suddenly started to rain heavily outside the window. Fang Can remembered that Chen Yu also committed suicide on a rainy night. He had seen photos of the scene, and his brains were washed away by the rain, not to mention how terrifying it was.
And now, he is very likely to be the next person to die in vain.
Fang Can closed his eyes for less than three seconds and opened them again. He put on his shoes in fear and walked out quietly, trying not to make any noise.
605.
The knock on the door interrupted the sweet dream, Fang Shan kicked Wei Sushen... and went to open the door.
Wei Sushen was a light sleeper, and the sound of rain and knocking on the door came one after another, making his sleep uneasy.
Without a peephole, it is impossible to observe what is going on outside. When Wei Sushen walked over, he took a small fruit knife from the table and hid it in his sleeve.
After the door opened, a pale face suddenly appeared in front of him.
"It's you?"
Fang Can was relieved to see a living person, as if he was freed from the shackles of danger.
The scene was too chaotic during the day, but he clearly felt that the current flowing into his body seemed to come from Fang Shan. He looked towards the bed and said, "I'll come find him."
Fang Shan stood up, made a cup of tea, and said calmly: "I didn't call for special service."
Fang Can's face darkened, and he couldn't figure out how Wei Su Shen could live in harmony with someone with such a bad personality.
Fang Shan leaned on the bedside with a teacup in his hand and said lazily, "Something's going on."
Fang Can thought for a while and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you a ghost exorcist?"
Fang Shan took a sip of tea to dispel his sleepiness: "Brain is a disease."
Fang Can: "But I clearly feel..."
Fang Shan rolled his eyes and shrugged, as if he was completely unaware.
Fang Can: "What do you want in business?"
"I'm not a businessman." Fang Shan hinted: "The only thing I care about is cross talk. I want more people to appreciate this art."
Fang Can suppressed the weird feeling in his heart: "As long as you help me solve my trouble, I can guarantee..."
Fang Shan made a gesture of silence and said with a smile: "As long as you are sincere."
If you say too much, it will be difficult to deal with if you are deemed to be cheating by the task settlement system.
Fang Shan hooked his fingers, and Fang Can stood over: "What do I need to do?"
Fang Shan opened the window: "Let's blow away the bad luck first."
After leaving Fang Can to dry in front of the window, Fang Shan walked to Wei Su Shen and said, "Take a step to talk."
Wei Sushen glanced around and saw that there was no place to hide.
Fang Shan walked into the bathroom: "Come quickly."
“…”
Wei Sushen finally walked in, with a stern look on his face, but there was always a sense of playfulness in his words: "Why didn't I know that you still have the identity of a ghost exorcist?"
Fang Shan said inexplicably: "Get some interest back first."
Wei Sushen seemed to have thought of something and chuckled.
Fang Shan pointed at himself: "I, the system, protect the calf."
Fang Can almost killed his host because he was still counting on the host to increase attendance and could not recover the secret loss immediately, but it was not difficult to make him pay a price.
Wei Sushen: "I'm afraid Fang Can really thinks of you as a ghost exorcist."
Fang Shan smiled and said: "In this case, if we don't put some incense ashes on him and perform rituals, we will be sorry for this title."
Wei Sushen's eyes suddenly became more serious: "What exactly is attached to Fang Can?"
Fang Shan once clearly mentioned that each plane has its limitations. If there is no aura in this world, there will be no ghosts or evil body snatchers. Fang Can's spirit seemed to be fine, as if he was driven by an unknown force.
"There is no conclusion yet." Fang Shan glanced to the side.
"Same kind..." Wei Sushen repeated what Fang Shan had said and looked at him: "Are there other systems nearby?"
Fang Shan did not deliberately avoid the topic: "According to the calculation trajectory of the program, the two systems should not encounter each other in the same plane. Of course, there are exceptions, but it is not clear right now whether it is Chen Bingying's system that is responsible for it, or the other one. There are other systems involved.”
Wei Sushen: "The system can also kill people?"
Fang Shan smiled: "People have good and evil, and so does the system. If I guess correctly, Chen Yu is definitely not the first victim. Those who died should be people from well-off families. Some systems can have good luck through hunting People come to collect luck."
Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows: "Interesting."
Thanks to Fang Shan, he once thought that systems were all of the same type.
Fang Shan's eyes were sinister: "Does the host mean that I am a parallel importer?"
Wei Sushen: "...you are very kind."
Fang Shan temporarily stopped discussing this topic: "Cherish the person in front of you, what do you want to do with the host outside?"
Wei Su Shen thought for a moment: "Copy the Tao Te Ching a hundred times."
Fang Shan saw that his look was quite meaningful.
Wei Sushen asked: "Too cruel?"
Fang Shan shook his head, feeling that this was the least imaginative host he had ever seen.
Fang Can put on a blanket as the cold wind blew against his face. When he learned that he was going to copy the Tao Te Ching, he doubted, "Are you sure it's not retaliation?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "The door is right there, you can go out at any time."
Hidden under the obscure eyes, it is unknown how much resentment there is. At least at this moment, he chose to copy the "Tao Te Ching" as required.
Fang Shan looked at his expression, as if he had been humiliated. Then he looked at Wei Sushen, who had a hint of pleasure in his eyes. He didn't understand how rich people defined honor and shame.
Before dawn, there was a sound of banging on the door.
Fang Shan went to open the door and saw Fang Xinghai angrily standing at the door. He pushed Fang Shan away and stared at Fang Can: "Don't tell me, you have a nightmare again."
Fang Can copied the Tao Te Ching all night, his eyes full of exhaustion: "I'm here to talk about brotherhood."
At the last moment, he rationally reminded him that this was his biological son, but Fang Xinghai did not swing his clenched fist after all. He turned back and looked at Fang Shan with squinted eyes: "I don't care what means you used to make him believe such ridiculous remarks. But I promise..."
At this point, he paused and said with a threat in his tone: "You will pay the price for your words and deeds."
He stopped talking and seemed to have already thought of ways to deal with people.
After saying that, he turned around and went out.
The light in the day dispelled the fear in his heart. Fang Can breathed a sigh of relief and followed Fang Xinghai.
The room was quiet again, and Fang Shan was smiling. With Fang Can's guarantee last night, the attendance rate was further guaranteed. Next, all he had to do was wait patiently for the performance day to arrive.
The rain outside stopped at some point. Fang Shan stretched and said, "I hope the father and son will be smart and don't think about leaving the hotel now."
Now that you have been targeted, leaving hastily may anger the other party.
Before he finished speaking, a faint cry for help was heard.
When he sighed, Wei Sushen said coolly: "It seems they are not as smart as you think."
Fang Shan thought carefully about whether he should risk his life or not, and finally decided to compromise for the ticket.
The situation was worse than expected. When Fang Shan broke in, Fang Can and Fang Xinghai seemed to have lost their souls at the same time, showing signs of jumping out of the window.
Usually people who commit suicide are heartbroken, but their faces are full of terror.
Fang Shan glanced at Wei Su Shen: "Actually, we have done our best to save Fang Can."
Fang Xinghai, who was struggling to death, tried hard to control his body when he heard this, turned his pale face, and shouted: "Son!"
Fang Shan was stunned by this shout.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Fang Xinghai grabbed the crack of the window with his fingers to prevent his body from falling further, and shouted for help in a hoarse voice: "I am your father, please save me!"
The author has something to say: Thank you to the little angels who feed and irrigate, I love you (づ￣3￣)づ╭
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