After standing outside for only two seconds, Ji Xingchen followed Chi Shen into the corridor.
Gui Lian showed a worried expression, and Chi Shen also thought about it for a second or two.
"I know this is my home, but I don't have many memories of living here," Ji Xingchen said as he walked, "Those memories should be with 'him'... What are you waiting for?"
Chi Shen suddenly laughed: "It's my first time going to a friend's house, I'm a little nervous."
"Yeah." Ji Xingchen didn't say anything, just nodded and led them upstairs.
Chi Shen followed behind Ji Xingchen, looking at his back, as if thinking about something, but he didn't say anything, just followed Ji Xingchen upstairs.
This building was built at least 30 or 40 years ago. There is no elevator. There are nine floors in total. The lights in the stairwell are dim, and some of the voice-activated lights are broken, so they can't be turned on on every floor. The old building's soundproofing is not good. In the corridor, you can hear the neighbors scolding their children and the sound of the TV.
"The yang energy here is too strong. I don't like it here." Gui Lian lay on Chi Shen's shoulder and muttered.
Chi Shen also noticed this. According to common sense, such old buildings have experienced many storms and there would usually be some harmless ghosts hiding in the corners. But from the moment they walked into the corridor, it became unusually clean, and there was even less negative energy inside the building than outside.
Soon they arrived at the sixth floor. Ji Xingchen stopped, and Chi Shen also stopped. He looked up and saw the house number: 7-4.
"We only went up to the sixth floor..." Ghost Face asked doubtfully. He turned around and looked at the other house numbers, all of which started with 6. He was even more confused. "I thought Xiao Ji was wrong. It turns out that the house number is wrong?"
Chi Shen walked over, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
No one came to open the door.
Of course, Chi Shen didn't knock on the door in the hope that someone would open it for him. He just thought it was a courtesy before entering. Since the door had been knocked, it meant that he could go in.
He raised his hand and placed it on the door handle.
"The people from 6-4 have moved away. Are you here to look for Mr. Wen and his people?"
At this moment, the neighbor's door suddenly opened, and an old man over fifty years old pushed open the door and looked at Chi Shen.
The old building was soundproofed so the neighbors could hear Chi Shen knocking on the door clearly. If their hearing was not so good, they would probably think it was their own door being knocked.
Chi Shen looked at the old man, smiled and nodded: “I am Wen Xingchen’s friend.”
"Oh, I see." The old man seemed to think for a moment before reacting, "Oh, it's the kid from the Wen family. He moved out a long time ago. Don't you know that? Ever since his mother... moved out, it's better for him to move out, so he won't be sad when he sees the furnishings at home.
"I came back to help him get something." Chi Shen explained.
"Oh, I see. How is Wen Xingchen now? He was so cute when he was little. I even held him in my arms. One time, he came home from school and there was no one at home. He cried alone at the door. I had to give him two candies to stop him crying."
Chi Shen looked at Ji Xingchen.
Ji Xingchen, who was caught off guard by the dark history of his childhood, said: …
Chi Shen showed a very friendly and warm smile: "He is doing well, has a stable job, has a new family, and is very capable at work. All the young girls in our office like him."
The ghost face glanced at Ji Xingchen.
Ji Xingchen pushed his glasses indifferently.
"That's not bad. Are you married? He's not young anymore, it's time for him to get married—"
"Auntie, let me get his things first."
"Oh, okay, I won't bother you anymore. Ask Wen Xingchen to come back when he's free. Auntie hasn't seen him for a long time."
"That'll tell him."
Chi Shen reached out and opened the door of 7-4, then waved to his aunt and walked in and closed the door.
The aunt next door walked back to her room with a look of unsatisfied feeling, and muttered in surprise: "Did he use the key to open the door? Why didn't I see it..."
7-4, or 6-4 as the aunt called it, Chi Shen opened the door and came in, while Ji Xingchen walked directly through the door. Chi Shen opened and closed the door too quickly, and Ji Xingchen could not walk in behind him.
"Is this your former home?" The room was pitch black, the windows were covered with thick curtains, and the street lights could not penetrate, but Chi Shen seemed to be able to see everything, looking at the house with his chin supported by one hand.
The house is not big and the layout is simple. Although the sofa, coffee table and TV are simple, the TV cover and the vase on the coffee table appear to be very thoughtful. Even though they are covered with a thick layer of dust, it makes people feel that this must have been a warm home.
This place has been cleaned up and things are neatly put away. Everything looks like it has just been moved in, as if it could be moved back at any time.
"It looks like you had a happy childhood. Your parents must have loved you very much." Guilian looked around the living room and saw the height scale lines on the wall. Next to each scale line was a cute pattern drawn in crayons, and the height at that age was recorded in numbers, all the way up to 15 years old.
Chi Shen also saw the height scale line. He stretched out his hand to gesture and found that Ji Xingchen was a head shorter than him when he was 15 years old. He imagined Ji Xingchen who was a head shorter than him, and felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't imagine what Ji Xingchen looked like when he was 15 years old.
"Xiao Ji used to cry when he was little," Ghost Face continued to sigh, "How did you grow up to be such a cold-hearted adult? It sounds like you were really cute when you were little - why don't you guys talk, and I'm the only one talking? This makes me look like a fool!"
"Hmm..." Chi Shen also expressed his opinion, "Your family must be very rich, right?"
Ghost Face said, "Why would someone with money live in such a small house?"
"If there was no money, this place wouldn't have been vacant for so long, and...wouldn't have bought two houses." Chi Shen said, and he opened the bedroom door and looked inside. It was also empty. The bed was still there, but it was also covered with a layer of dust.
"Two sets?" Guilian looked at Ji Xingchen in confusion, and then he suddenly thought, "Didn't Bai Wan ask you for help? Why did we start visiting Ji Xingchen's house?"
Chi Shen looked up at the ceiling: "Bai Wan's phone call told me that they are hiding in 7-4 of this building. They are not in danger for the time being. This is 7-4."
At this moment, Chi Shen turned his head to look at Ji Xingchen, and Ji Xingchen was also looking at him.
Ji Xingchen hadn't said a word since he entered the room. Now looking at Chi Shen's eyes, he said softly, "I don't remember."
"The auntie outside the door just now said that this is 6-4, which means that the house number 7-4 is not visible to everyone, and the real 7-4 is not here." Chi Shen looked at Ji Xingchen after he said this, and then he stretched out his hand towards the ceiling.
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