Gu Yao looked at Tang Butian sitting in front of her.

Fifteen or sixteen years old? She doesn't look like she behaves. But she doesn't look like she's an adult either. Her facial features are too delicate and her expression is too indifferent. When combined together, she feels like a doll. Could it be that she is not a human being?

"Name?"

The cold voice interrupted Gu Yao's random thoughts.

"What?"

"Your name." Tang Butian repeated.

"Gu Yao."

Tang Butian nodded, and she asked: "Age and place of origin."

"He was twenty-six years old when he died. He was from Tangjiang."

"When did you die?"

"He died four years ago in the fall."

"What was the cause of death?"

"Cancer, breast cancer. Xiaohui was born in spring. I originally thought I would live to see her third birthday."

When Jiang You walked down the stairs, he saw Tang Butian questioning Gu Yao sternly, as if he was taking notes.

After hearing the footsteps, Tang Butian and Gu Yao looked in Jiang You's direction in unison.

Jiang You walked to Tang Butian, pulled out a chair and sat down. He asked Gu Yao directly: "What is your request?"

"I think, I think..." Gu Yao bit her lower lip, "I want to be with Wensong, I think he can see me, once is enough. I have to talk to him if I have something to say, even in my dreams, I...

…”

"I want to explain," Jiang You interrupted Gu Yao, he said: "Most of your soul has dissipated. If I take away your obsession, you will disappear completely. You have to be mentally prepared for this."

?”

"some."

"Is twenty minutes enough?"

"Can."

"Give me the beads." Jiang You extended his right hand to Tang Butian.

Tang Butian put the black bead into Jiang You's palm.

Gu Yao opened her mouth. When she wanted to say something more, Jiang You threw the beads upward.

He said: "Just stay here for a while."

Gu Yao trembled for a moment, then floated upward uncontrollably, her face and body twisted, and finally turned into smoke and was sucked in by the beads. The beads fell and fell into Jiang You's palm again.

He stood up, walked to the counter, put the beads into the sugar bowl, grabbed a few candies to cover them, opened the drawer, took out a few pieces of drawing paper, and then walked back to Tang Butian,

Putting the drawing paper in front of her, "My son drew it."

Tang Buyian looked at the drawing paper.

Jiang You's right index finger pointed on a red curve with uneven thickness, "Look how well he expresses this line, this sense of space and rhythm, how spiritual it is expressed."

Tang Butian stared at the painting for a while, then she said, "The color scheme is good."

"That's right, basic."

"Are you going to help them meet?" Tang Butian changed the subject.

"Her husband, that Wensong, Fang Wensong, whom you have also met, is the father of the little girl we were in the Science and Technology Museum."

"Is it him?" Tang Butian thought about it.

"That's him. I happened to meet them when I took Jiang Mo to visit the grave during the Qingming Festival. She was buried next door to Jiang Mo's parents. She must have become a neighbor." Jiang You put the drawing papers together again, "The sun is so hot

, she is not afraid of losing her soul..."

"She's not afraid of the sun?"

"Probably, there may be some adventures or something," Jiang You took off his glasses, took out a tissue and wiped the lenses, "I think that death is the end. Seeing each other one more time, speaking one more word, in addition to bringing joy to the living.

Nothing will change except some troubles."

"Why didn't you tell her?"

"I'm not a consultant for ghost students. I want to make a ppt, make some data charts, test the Enneagram ghost grid, and give them several development model paths." Jiang You lay on the table, "I think Fang Wensong

She is doing very well now, she has a good heart and a fat body, and the little girl is also quite cheerful and lively."

"So you didn't want to care at first?"

Jiang You put on his glasses and looked at Tang Butian, "Yeah."

"Now?"

"She ran to Cultural Street," Jiang You said a little helplessly, "If I refuse, she will continue to look for people who can help her. She might as well help me boost my second quarter performance."

…

graduate School.

Lin Yu's consciousness drifted out of his body again.

He saw himself, eyes closed tightly, lying on an operating bed with a breathing mask. Behind the head of the bed and beside the bed, there were many instruments, and numbers and symbols he couldn't understand were dancing on the screen.

Thin tubes connected the instrument to his body.

His body was covered with tubes.

He looked around. This was a room with walls on all sides and no windows.

He floated toward the door, stretched out his hand, and passed through the door.

He wore it and went out.

There was no one in the corridor outside the door. He was floating forward as if being pulled. He saw people wearing blue coats and masks, surrounding some strange-looking things. He passed through one room after another,

No one seemed to see him, and no instrument detected his presence.

He arrived at a familiar place, Ji Xiaozhen's office. He went in, and then he stopped.

Ji Xiaozhen sat behind the computer and said, "The results are out."

Wu Yulan pulled up a chair and sat next to her, "How are you doing?"

Ji Xiaozhen used the mouse to pull down the page, "Looking at the basic items, it's normal. It doesn't look like it's possessed or eroded."

"The boss also said that there is nothing wrong with it."

"It may also be his own hallucination. Let's do a few more tests and see. Maybe we need to find someone from the mountain..." Ji Xiaozhen turned her head and glanced at Wu Yulan, "Will you stay in Tangjiang in the future?"

Wu Yulan shook her head, "We'll talk about it after the Jinghu meeting is over."

"Will Sang Xu's son pick up Teko?"

"For the time being, Tang Butian is still in charge. What will happen in the future depends on what the boss plans to do," Wu Yulan smiled, "The worst is over."

"His physical fitness is very good," Ji Xiaozhen looked at the data on the screen, "I plan to give him some deep stimulation..."
Chapter completed!