Chapter 17 The Ghost Understands (1)
Assistant Tao and Uncle Cheng Zhi sat face to face and chatted about family matters. Bai Yi and Aunt Hong, who came to talk to Lou Sheng, were also chatting idly.
Lou Sheng thought of the little kid lying on Wang Shengjing's back. He was as thin as a kitten, and he felt bad that he died like that.
He floated over to the silent Ying Zhisheng and warned him, "Go to bed early tonight. I want to tell you about the child on Wang Shengjing's back. It's most likely from an induced abortion. What a heartless beast."
Bai Yi kindly reminded: "Boss, we dead people can't communicate with the living."
"I know." Lou Sheng touched Ying Zhisheng's hair, but his palm went straight through and couldn't touch it. He felt it was boring and sat farther away from Ying Zhisheng.
Ying Zhisheng couldn't help but glance sideways.
He chatted with Bai Yi and asked, "Did you die of a sudden heart attack? Didn't your family find out in time?"
Bai Yi hesitated to speak, thinking it was all a ghost, so she told the truth: "Actually, my medicine was replaced."
"What's going on?" Lou Sheng's expression turned serious.
Bai Yi smiled nonchalantly, then lowered her head and tugged at her hair. Her expression forced, "My parents divorced early, and my dad remarried and had a younger brother, so there was no place for me in the family. My younger brother doesn't like me, and I... he even replaced my medicine."
Aunt Hong's fingers stopped peeling peanuts and she lost her appetite.
"Can't you send me dreams? Have you told your father?" This was a young life, suddenly lost at the age when people were worried about wearing beautiful dresses. Lou Sheng's face turned cold. His eyebrows were curved, and his facial features were three-dimensional. When he was not smiling, he looked a little fierce.
Bai Yi turned to pluck the embroidery on her skirt. "I told him, he should know. But think about it, he only has two children. If one dies, my brother is the only one left. My stepmother and my father have a good relationship..."
It is said that if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, and if there is a stepfather, there will be a stepmother.
Lou Sheng comes from a typical single-parent family. His parents' relationship broke down early. He stayed with his mother since he was very young and couldn't even remember what his biological father looked like.
Lou Sheng's mother, Ms. Gao Xinhua, opened an entertainment company. After her divorce, she had a boyfriend and several lovers. Some of the relationships were stable for five or six years, but she always insisted on not getting married to protect Lou Sheng's interests.
Lou Sheng comforted Bai Yi with a few words, but when he thought about his mother who had been dead for a year and still missing, he inevitably felt a little depressed.
Aunt Hong wandered around and made a discovery. She dragged Lou Sheng to the bathroom and pointed at a black bottle on the countertop. She asked, "Boy, what is this?"
"Hey, this is an expensive eye cream."
Aunt Hong was well-informed and wouldn't be wrong. Hearing Lou Sheng's completely certain tone, she couldn't help but take another look at the black bottle and reaffirm: "Eye cream?"
"Yes, it's for the eyes. I bought it for my mom." Lou Sheng imitated him, gesturing, "When applying eye cream, you have to apply it upwards to lift and tighten the skin. That's what my mom does. You can also use a beauty instrument to help, it's quite effective."
Aunt Hong remained silent: "..."
"This eye cream must be quite expensive. Even a big star like Ying Zhisheng is too stingy to use it."
No one would be willing to use such a rare item. Aunt Hong looked at Lou Sheng a few more times, but kept silent, with no intention of telling the truth.
After Aunt Hong left, Lou Sheng was the only one left in the bathroom. Images flashed through his mind, and he narrowed his eyes in thought.
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Ying Zhisheng heard a female ghost thanking Lou Sheng for his generosity in buying them new dresses. He kept twirling the silver-green snake bracelet on his wrist, scoffing inwardly at the thought that Lou Sheng was enjoying a comfortable life underground, a lavish playboy.
"Brother Sheng, the guest list for this music variety show has been finalized, and the director will send you a copy when the time comes." Normally, no director would send the show's guest list to the artists for review, but there was no other way. This variety show was prepared more than two years ago, and the first and second seasons received good responses. Ying Zhisheng was one of the investors.
Ying Zhisheng rarely asked, "Last time I said I would ban Wang Shengjing, what's the follow-up?"
Ying Zhisheng only cares about the results of his assignments, not the process. Assistant Tao paused for a few seconds before responding, "Wang Shengjing's livestreams are quite effective, and he's seen a lot of traffic on short video platforms. We've opted for a soft ban, gradually reducing his traffic and cutting off his event invitations. Internet celebrities are fleeting; once they're forgotten, a new crop will rise to their full potential."
This approach can be said to be cautious and appropriate, and not prone to errors.
Ying Zhisheng thought of the little ghost Lou Sheng had mentioned, his eyes darkening slightly. He tapped his fingers lightly on the wooden handrail and was about to ask about burning paper and sending money to Lou Sheng again when he saw the smiling ghost floating over.
Lou Sheng sat down next to Ying Zhisheng, and suddenly turned into a childish ghost and shouted "Hey" to scare him, but Ying Zhisheng was not at all moved, and was so calm that he didn't even blink.
"You didn't see your two assistants. They were so stupid that they were almost crying because of me. These two people are timid, but that's not right. It's you who are surprisingly brave."
Lou Sheng raised his eyebrows, hooked his arm around Ying Zhisheng's neck, and patted his shoulder: "I've known you for two years, and you've been in the industry for almost ten years. No one knows you're red-green color blind. You've kept it a secret quite well, even from me."
Ying Zhisheng listened quietly, slowly turning the snake bracelet on his wrist. Because Lou Sheng was too close, his thoughts were a little stagnant, and he was thinking about the implied meaning of these mutterings one by one.
Lou Sheng placed his hand on his heart, feeling the vitality and beating of the human body through a layer of cloth.
Lou Sheng paused for a long time, then suddenly lowered his voice and said firmly, "Ying Zhisheng, you can see me."
Then, the steady, regular heartbeat beneath Lou Sheng's palm became rapid and violent, "boom, boom, boom." Even the slight dilation of Ying Zhisheng's pupils didn't escape his notice.
The smile on his face widened: "What should I do with Zhisheng? I've discovered it."
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