Ning Qing and Shen Bei had no objections, and the three of them walked down the mountain together.
Fang Qingyang turned to Ning Qing and said, "I'll take you home."
Ning Qing thought that since the place was so remote, it would be difficult to get a taxi, so she readily agreed.
Ning Qing sat in the passenger seat, and Fang Qingyang leaned over to help her fasten her seatbelt. His hot breath sprayed on Ning Qing's neck, making it tickle.
Ning Qing awkwardly turned her head to look out the window, ignoring the smug smile on someone's face.
"Alright, sit tight, let's go."
Ningqing...
"By the way, where do you live now?"
When I returned to the hotel last time, Ning Qing had already moved out. I went to the old hospital room but couldn't find him, which made me a little disappointed. Now that we've met again, I'm determined to find out where he lives this time.
Ning Qing gave him an address, then leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, pretending to doze off.
An hour later, Fang Qingyang parked the car and stared intently at Ning Qing.
He thought to himself: This ghost is so good-looking! I wonder what caused it to die? It probably wasn't very old when it died, right? I wonder if it had any relationships before it died? How many girlfriends did it have?
For some reason, the thought that annoying guy might have had a girlfriend in his previous life makes me feel uneasy.
He died so young, and he may not have even been in a relationship or had a girlfriend.
Fang Qingyang irritably took out a cigarette and lit it.
Fang Qingyang muttered to himself, "Damn it, I really want to shake him awake and ask him what happened."
Just then, Ning Qing opened her eyes and heard this sentence.
"Ask what?"
Fang Qingyang looked at Ning Qing, but suddenly couldn't bring himself to ask the question he wanted to. No matter what the reason for his death was, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to ask directly.
No matter how many relationships he's had or how many girlfriends he's had before, now he can only be mine.
"It's mine," Fang Qingyang repeated to himself, startling himself.
Ning Qing opened the car door and got out.
Upon hearing the noise, Fang Qingyang quickly put aside his inner turmoil, opened the car door, and got out.
He called out to Ning Qing's retreating figure, "Aren't you going to invite me up for a glass of water?"
Ning Qing turned around and glanced at Fang Qingyang. "Follow me."
Fang Qingyang strode after her and entered the elevator together, silently watching the floor Ning Qing pressed.
They exited the elevator together, and Ning Qing unlocked it with her fingerprint.
Fang Qingyang was quite disappointed that he didn't use a key to open the door.
If I used a key, I could...
No, what can I do...?
Shaking his head to clear away the strange thoughts, he followed Ning Qing to the entrance to change his shoes.
Fang Qingyang stepped inside, his eyes scanning the surroundings. Strange, why were there so many things that girls use in that annoying ghost's place?
"You don't live alone?"
Fang Qingyang asked the question casually, but he was actually a little uneasy.
Ning Qing poured a glass of water and handed it to Fang Qingyang. "Yes, there's another girl living with us."
Fang Qingyang's face darkened upon hearing this, and he stared at Ning Qing with wide eyes, "Say it again."
Ning Qing rolled her eyes at him and turned to leave, but her wrist was tightly gripped, preventing her from moving forward. Helpless, she turned her head to look at the person who was holding her wrist.
"Let go".
Fang Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, "You need to explain yourself first. Who do you live with?"
Ningqing...
Seeing Ning Qing remain silent, Fang Qingyang was filled with uncontrollable rage. He pulled Ning Qing into his arms, grabbed her beautiful, chiseled chin, and kissed her fiercely.
Ning Qing was somewhat bewildered by this series of actions.
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