Chapter 95

Yu Gengshi didn't want to get involved in this tragic love story between a human and a ghost, but there was nothing he could do. Ying Zhisheng was too generous and offered a sky-high reward.

"I'll make some preparations when I get home. I'll make sure he's back to normal in two days."

Ying Zhisheng lay listlessly on his hospital bed, his spirits drained and his whole body exuding haggard fatigue. He had lost so much blood that he occasionally experienced blackouts.

He glanced at his bandaged wrist. Cutting his wrist twice had somewhat affected his piano playing. Perhaps he shouldn't have chosen this method. Jumping off a building would have been more decisive and straightforward, just like Lou Sheng had done.

But watching the bright red blood flow out and feeling the end of life, he really felt a sense of control and relief over himself. All the negative emotions faded away, and he became somewhat addicted to it.

Dong Chi rubbed his red eyes and said, "Since Lou Sheng is not dead, why did you commit suicide? Do you still want to accompany Lou Sheng?"

“…” Ying Zhisheng agreed.

Assistant Tao wiped his tears with a tissue, "Wuwuwu... I was plotted against. I was forced into a ghost marriage. I have a wife. Master, you must save me. My body belongs only to Zhenzhen."

Lou Sheng lay on Ying Zhisheng's shoulder, still upset, and kept poking the pillow with his hands: "This doctor said I'm a fool, tell him I'm not stupid."

The ghost was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, and if you were close you could hear the vicious sound of his teeth grinding against each other.

"Okay." Ying Zhisheng laughed dumbly and said in a low voice: "Lou Sheng is not stupid. Lou Sheng was the provincial champion in the college entrance examination that year."

"How is he not stupid?" Yu Gengshi shook his head repeatedly. "He can't do anything. With his ability to transform into a physical body, it's not difficult for him to kiss you temporarily. He can also make love for a short time. If I'm not mistaken, he won't set up his own ghost domain. He's been dead for a long time, and you still say he's not stupid."

"It's only the ninety-fifth day." Ying Zhisheng remembered the date clearly, and suddenly realized that it would be almost a hundred days since Lou Sheng's death. This was not a day worth celebrating, it would only make me feel worse and more depressed.

"Ninety-five days? He's only been dead for three months." This was clearly beyond Yu Gengshi's expectations. He'd assumed Lou Sheng had been dead for at least five or six years. No wonder he didn't understand anything.

"He's still a little kid. But three months is enough for him to do some big things."

How can I describe this tone? It's so gentle that it's a bit sticky, as if he is showing off his partner's noise, doting but helpless, and his love can't be hidden at all.

Lou Sheng felt like covering Ying Zhisheng's mouth after hearing this. It was too embarrassing.

"Master!!! You must help me! My wife is very narrow-minded and she will really be angry!" Assistant Tao has been crying since he learned about the ghost marriage. He has never seen a man who can cry so much.

"It's a ghost marriage, it's no big deal. Let Lou Sheng and Ying Zhisheng do it first and then you can get a divorce." Dong Chi said it nicely, but in fact he just wanted Lou Sheng to settle down as soon as possible. It's not easy to find a living partner like Ying Zhisheng who has a good temper and plenty of money! You have to seize the opportunity!

Even though the visitors had already left, Ying Zhisheng still felt the ward was still bustling with noise, making him feel irritated. He rubbed his temples, his headache aching, when he heard Fuquan burst through the door and excitedly declared, "The official website, the national news website, recently published an article about combating cyberbullying, specifically criticizing Fei Yuegao! We're finally turning things around!"

"And there's a music award you need to win next week. The music app's playback volume has hit a new high! It's even on the top of the trending searches!"

Before they could celebrate, Assistant Tao burst into tears and asked Fuquan for help: "Brother! Brother! What should I do? I cheated! I'm being set up!"

"Ah?" Fuquan's heart skipped a beat.

"I was forced into a ghost marriage, but Zhenzhen is the only one in my heart!"

Fuquan suddenly understood what was going on and opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated. How should he tell him that his beloved wife was actually a ghost?

Yu Gengshi asked him, "You really don't know this ghost?"

"How could I, a living person, fall in love with a ghost?" Immediately realizing his gaffe, Assistant Tao subconsciously looked at Ying Zhisheng and said, "No, I mean, I don't know that ghost at all. I wouldn't fall in love with her."

Dong Chi sneered.

Ying Zhisheng said coldly: "Get out and talk." He was obviously angry.

"Oh, Brother Sheng, I didn't mean that, don't be angry. Just forgive me this time because I was married to a ghost by a ghost... me." Assistant Tao observed Ying Zhisheng's expression and saw that he was unmoved, so he pulled Yu Gengshi outside the ward to discuss the matter.

It was a mess day after day. Dong chided Ying Zhisheng, "You beat up that scumbag father of Lou Sheng's, and he's resentful of you and has withdrawn his investment. Let me tell you, that man has a lot of influence and is extremely cold-blooded and ruthless."

The joy on Fuquan's face faded, and he rubbed his head: "What should I do then?"

Lou Sheng didn't know about this. He looked at Ying Zhisheng in surprise, but when their eyes met, he quickly looked away.

Ying Zhisheng said calmly, "No matter what, it won't be worse than it is now."

"No way! We are about to turn things around!" Fuquan was full of fighting spirit. He thought that at worst he could ask Lou Sheng to look for him again. Blood is thicker than water, and it's not right for a father and son to talk too easily.

Lou Sheng was in a bad mood. He was usually a lively person, but now he lowered his head and stared at the white floor tiles, not knowing what he was thinking.

He whispered to Ying Zhisheng, "My mother is in the hospital. I'm going to see her."

"Where's mom?" Ying Zhisheng smiled deliberately.

"Mom? What mom? Is it Aunt Gao Xinhua?" Dong Chi was paying close attention to the conversation between the two and was satisfied with the fast progress.

"Oh, you're so proactive in calling Mom." Lou Sheng touched Ying Zhisheng's head, his eyes curved. "Mom is waiting for me at the registration desk on the first floor. I'll be right back."

"Don't chat with other ghosts." That's really nosy.

Lou Sheng nodded, "It depends on my mood."

Ying Zhisheng sighed helplessly and, in a tone more gentle and lingering than any song he sang, requested, "A farewell kiss."

Lou Sheng went over and kissed him several times on his tired face. A cool breeze occasionally fell on his cheeks, corners of his eyes, and corners of his mouth. The chill was piercing, yet the remaining warmth was scorching. Ying Zhisheng couldn't help laughing.

"Let's go."

"Well, come back early."

Lou Sheng was gone, and Dong Chi had nothing better to do, so he left the ward and found a corner to start editing a post to respond to the online speculation about the role change.

After the door closed, Fuquan and Ying Zhisheng were the only ones left in the ward. Inexplicably, a bad feeling settled over him, and he felt a faint sense of panic. Then, Ying Zhisheng asked calmly, without any twists or turns, "You were the one who set Lou Sheng up with his father."

His tone was firm, but his eyelids were drooping and his specific emotions could not be seen.

Although Fuquan has a high status in the team and has considerable power as an agent, Ying Zhisheng is ultimately the boss and the one who truly has the final say and decision-making power.

Fuquan licked his lips and explained, "Lou Sheng took the initiative to find me, and I was momentarily obsessed with it..."

"The future is bright." Ying Zhisheng showed his usual fake smile in front of the camera.

It is incomprehensible that even at this point, these people still underestimate Lou Sheng's importance to him.

"If Lou Sheng is wronged, I will die." He murmured while looking at the ceiling. The murmur was so soft that it would be blown away by the wind, but it fell firmly into Fuquan's ears.

Don't understand.

I really don't understand.

Lou Sheng just went to say a few words to beg someone for help, it didn't come to the point of wanting to die.

Fuquan, who had been fired, was unwilling to retort when he saw Ying Zhisheng staring at the ceiling with empty eyes and crying. This was indeed something that made him extremely sad.

Suddenly, Fuquan had a question: how long could Ying Zhisheng's life be extended by keeping the dead Lou Sheng by his side?

Does Ying Zhisheng really want to live?

Fuquan had already figured out a plan: "If you fire me, I'll go find Lou Sheng and cry my heart out! I'll also tell him that the rhino doll he had when he was alive had a camera you installed in it!"

“…”

Ying Zhisheng remained silent for a long time. He just missed him a little too much back then, and Gao Xinhua was wary of the two of them.

A hidden camera was found in the gift sent by fans, which gave Ying Zhisheng great inspiration.

Unfortunately, after only three days of watching it, Lou Sheng got tired of it and threw the rhino into the closet, never thinking about it again. Just like he did to me.

This is the first time I've done something so extraordinary. It's a secret hidden that cannot be discovered.

"Tell him." Ying Zhisheng seemed to have figured it out and chuckled, his eyelids coming closer together. "He won't leave me."

Fuquan felt a chill down his spine, and continued to argue, "Really? You snooped into Lou Sheng's music account to see if he was listening to your songs! I think you bought the negative trending searches about Jiang Huoda because Lou Sheng had fallen in love with someone else!"

"That's not called falling in love with someone else." Ying Zhisheng said calmly. Besides, Jiang Huoda had bought a lot of negative hot searches about him.

"Brother Sheng, I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have let Lou Sheng go find that person. I shouldn't have let Lou Sheng suffer. I really deserve to die!" Fuquan regretted it. He couldn't bear to give up his monthly salary of 50,000 yuan after tax.

At this moment, the door slammed open, and Assistant Tao excitedly said, "Great! Yes, yes! The master said he is willing to help me break up this ghost marriage! He will help me kill that lonely ghost!"

Ying Zhisheng was silent: "..."

Fuquan hesitated: "...Ah?"

Ying Zhisheng looked down at his phone. He had to ask for leave for Lou Sheng and Chen Ji. He wasn't looking for a new agent for now. Since he was about to retire, an agent or assistant was unnecessary.