Hospital, VIP ward.
As usual, the nurse came to record Cheng Pingxi's daily physical condition. Before leaving, she casually tidied the blanket covering the boy.
He had been asleep for almost a year, yet his vital signs were still beating—it's truly a miracle. Good-looking boys are indeed blessed by heaven.
"Huh..."
The nurse, who had just taken a step, suddenly stopped. She turned her head in confusion and went back to the bedside. She bent down and reached out to pick up a few snow-white hairs from the edge of the bed with two fingers.
Soft.
"Is this cat hair? Ah, is cat hair this long? Wait, how come there's a cat here..." the nurse murmured, her eyes filled with doubt. A few moments later, she gathered up the white fur, preparing to throw it into the trash can, when the door behind her was suddenly opened.
"Hello."
The nurse turned around gently, looked at the man in the dark green coat in front of her, and frowned. "Hello, may I ask who you are?"
As she asked the question, the nurse couldn't help but scrutinize the man before her. That short, dark green hair... he looked like a delinquent teenager, no, more like a delinquent middle-aged man... he even resembled a thug.
The nurse became somewhat wary after thinking about it.
The man gently pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with his long, thin fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "I am Cheng Pingxi's relative."
"Mr. Cheng's family? I'm sorry, sir, without Mr. Yan's or Miss Wu's permission, no one else is allowed to visit Mr. Cheng. Please leave." The nurse subconsciously raised the hand that wasn't holding the folder, and as she stretched out her hand, the white hair on her palm fluttered down.
Cheng Xuanwu stared at the slowly falling snow-white fur, his heart trembling slightly. With a slight effort from his right hand at his side, the fur that had fallen to the ground silently reappeared in his palm.
The nurse walked out with a blank look in her eyes, her steps slow and stiff.
Cheng Xuanwu slowly walked to Cheng Pingxi's bedside. Even without saying a word, he exuded a calm and dignified aura. He squatted down, his empty left sleeve limply and weakly brushing against the edge of the bed.
"Xiao Xi, finally, you're finally waking up."
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As the ghost train arrived at the entrance of the ghost market, a chilling aura clung to the 'people' coming and going.
Three people suddenly emerged from the distorted ripples of water, and after they steadied themselves, two more people crawled out from within.
The three of them concealed their presence and wore the black cloaks given to them by Mu Junyan, making them indistinguishable from ordinary ghosts.
The two who followed did not avoid speaking to those in front of them, not to mention how good Yan Chiyu and Wu Yue's hearing was.
"Master, is there really someone in the Ghost Market who can change my destiny? Please, you must help me!"
"It's impossible to make changes. Miss Tang, you're exaggerating. The people I found can only try their best to smooth things over and make your career in the entertainment industry a little easier."
"Resolve it? Is it possible?" the woman, referred to as Miss Tang, asked hurriedly, eager to change her current situation.
The master frowned and pondered, then said, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."
"This...does it mean it might not work?" Miss Tang's face turned pale instantly. She gritted her teeth and said resolutely, "Master, as long as you can help me resolve this, I'm willing to pay double the reward."
"Witch Baby, follow along, don't get lost." Bai Tang pointed to a direction the system was navigating in, signaling the two eavesdroppers to focus and follow her.
Wu Yue didn't say anything, she just nodded.
The sounds behind me continued.
"Master, the male actor I worked with this time almost lost his life because of my fate. And Cheng Pingxi, who worked with me last year, also retired from the industry because of this, and his fate is now unknown! Not for myself, but for the sake of those around me, please help me!" The Ms. Tang became more and more emotional as she spoke, her voice choked with sobs.
"I'll do my best. If this guy in the Ghost Market can't help you, I'll take you to the Su family."
"Thank you, Master, thank you so much!"
Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing simultaneously, a hint of coldness flashing in their eyes. The Su family…
Bai Tang happened to turn her head and look at the two of them at that moment, pursing her lips in utter helplessness.
Hey, hey, hey—can you please consider the feelings of single people? Why are you flirting and exchanging glances in a ghost market? Can't you just leave us alone?!
Don't light bulbs deserve to have eyes? Look at the children! They're so lonely!
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