Yan Chiyu really wanted to shake her shoulders to bring her to her senses.

"So, I'll stay in the capital to study." The boy's eyes were filled with helplessness.

Wu Yue lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Yes, I know, that's why I was thinking of asking for a few small pieces of paper... Hmm? You have to stay!"

She suddenly raised her head, and a few star-like lights flashed in her clear black and white eyes.

The boy's eyes darkened.

He suddenly longed to pull the person in front of him into his arms and gently kiss those eyes filled with stars.

"Great, hehe." She laughed like a kitten that had just stolen some cream. The gloom in her heart vanished instantly.

Wu Yue patted Yan Chiyu on the shoulder, "The scooter is here, let's go."

The two got into the car.

Yan Chiyu was in a great mood. "After we get home, I'll have Tiezhu fetch a drop of your blood. I'll make the paper figure tonight. Besides the requests we made today, is there anything else?"

Wu Yue thought for a moment and said, "He also needs to be good at talking, otherwise what if he doesn't say a word when others try to talk to him? As for the rest, you can figure it out yourself."

"Paper dolls of this difficulty can only be effective for a week. If you want them to last longer, they need to be maintained regularly, but even that won't last long. They will break down after a month."

"That's enough, that's enough." Wu Yue was already very satisfied with the effect. "They record three episodes a week, so that's twelve episodes in four weeks. That's exactly one month. Yan Chiyu, thank you."

"polite."

The young man said calmly.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. Although he didn't deliberately listen to what the two young people in the back seat were talking about, the sounds that occasionally popped into his ears puzzled him.

He understands each word individually, but why does he get confused when they're put together?

Do paper dolls have a lifespan?

Is this a popular meme among young people now?

"I said, how about we go to Wucheng tomorrow? We can have an extra day to play, what do you think?" Wu Yue was a little tired of doing test papers at home every day, and she needed to go out and relax.

"Okay, go back and pack your luggage first, I'll come pick you up tomorrow." Wucheng is just next door, if you drive fast, it only takes an hour and a half on the highway.

"Um!"

Outside the car window, the clouds were light and the breeze gentle, the moon bright and the stars few. Everything was subtle and understated, yet incredibly tender.

When they returned, Wu Juemin and his mother were still awake. There were also two guests in the hall, whom Wu Yue had never seen before.

She greeted them politely and then ran upstairs.

Wu Yue was in a good mood today, but as soon as she opened the door to her room, she saw Shen Minzhi hiding behind the curtains. With a flick of her wrist, she slammed the door shut.

Wu Yue: "..." Why is she here again?!

We can't go into the room, how about we go next door to mooch some food? No, there are too many mythical creatures there, and it smells awful.

Why don't you go to your brother's room to sleep for the night? There are spare bedding anyway.

No, I still need to pack my luggage. I can't just stay in my room for as long as Shen Minzhi is staying, can I?

Oh, Wu Yue, you've lived for tens of thousands of years, you can't be so scared by a ghost that you don't even dare to enter the door!

The girl mustered her courage to open the door, her hand already on the doorknob, five seconds passed... a minute passed...

She took a paper figure out of her pocket, placed it by the crack in the door, and whispered, "Cuihua, go in first and check. See if she's gone. If she hasn't, chase her away! But don't hurt Shen Minzhi."

Shen Minzhi has never harmed anyone, so Wu Yue has no reason to do so.

Actually, thinking about it, this girl is much more normal and cute than ordinary ghosts, but... she's still a ghost after all!

No, no, I can't be soft-hearted.

Wu Yue poked the motionless little paper figure, "Cuihua, go."

Cuihua, with her flat chest, waved her small hand and made a very non-standard 'yes sir' gesture.

Wu Yue chuckled softly.