The weather improved unexpectedly after a week of rain, but Ye Weishuang did not feel happy at all. On the contrary, when the weather got better, he would inevitably go to clean the roof of her house for the landlord's wife, and even curse her against her habitually.

"Lin——" When Ye Weishuang ringtone rang, it really gave him a headache. This special ringtone means that he was in trouble.

"Miss..."

"Where have you died?! Don't think that if you get into my house and become a servant, you can skip work every few days! What time is it now! You are a pig's head..." A louder voice came from the other end of the phone than the landlord's wife. Ye Weishuang took the microphone a little, listening carefully whether there was any implicit to let him do things. If he accidentally ignored it, he would definitely not be able to take it. He was poor to a certain extent, he barely got a Nokia that could not be broken a hundred times before the New Year. The cost was given by the young lady to be able to supervise him at any time.

"You little guy, I want you to look good one day!" The other party didn't know where he got angry, so he quit the phone. Ye Weishuang looked at the old watch, and there was a missing second hand on the dial. He fell off at one time, and the second hand was lying on the "6", and from time to time it would slide up with his hand to interfere with the hour and minute hand.

It was only 4 a.m.

Ye Weishuang sighed, showing that he was completely worried that he was not consistent with his age. He sorted out his big blue shirt. This was not himself, but the only thing he left behind when he walked away from his uncle. He looked at his image on the window glass to see if his image had crossed Miss An Yu's bottom line - it was easy, because it was completely dark outside - and then hurried out with the key.

This 16-year-old boy has been living a lonely life.

When he arrived at the villa of at least 300 square meters, he confirmed again whether he was in a mess. Then he stepped forward and rang the doorbell. A melodious bell rang from the house. Not long after, a maid came out. When she saw that it was Weishuang, she had no extra mood to take care of the malnourished thin child. She impatiently asked him to come in, and then threw the rag in his hand to him. "You are here just right, go and wipe the shelves in the study." Ye Weishuang was originally a cleaner, but because he was not old, he had been working for the underground cleaning company that privately opened. He wanted to talk about work

He wouldn't be able to do it here. He accidentally went to the wrong community, but he got here. It turned out that he thought that he would never receive such a wealthy residential order. Who knew that the maid opened the door no matter which company he was, as long as he could clean it up. Ye Weishuang also found out later that the maid was lazy. When her master came back, he found that the work had not been finished, so he called. When signing the order, the maid found out that he had made the wrong person, but she was in urgent need of time, so she simply signed the order with Ye Weishuang.

Ye Weishuang had not been to school well, and he didn't say anything accurately. He had done a little in all walks of life and was very wise and stubborn. The maid felt satisfied afterwards, so she always asked Ye Weishuang to do it. Later, she simply asked him to come once a day. When Miss An Yu finally found out, she took the opportunity to introduce Ye Weishuang in, which was actually convenient for her to be lazy.

Ye Weishuang accidentally grabbed the rag and ran into the villa in three steps. I'm afraid he would understand the structure of this house even more than that slutty lady Anyu.

On August 24th, he looked like he was going to spend his 17th birthday by wiping his bookshelf.

[It's so pitiful, do you want me to help?] A voice that is not too unfamiliar to Ye Weishuang came from behind. He turned his head a little and smiled and said, "No need, if you finish it in advance, there are still troubles waiting for me. I don't want to run out to clean up the doghouse at night."

The sound floated above him: [Birthday.]

This time, Ye Weishuang's mouth was raised in a very large curve. He raised his head and looked at the floating bookcase shyly looking at his translucent figure. If anyone could see it, he might faint. The thing said helplessly: [Because you celebrated my death day last time...]

"Thank you." Ye Weishuang felt very warm.

"Ye Weishuang! You are lazy again!" The maid's voice exploded from the door. She exclaimed, and was frightened by a mouse climbing up her heels. "Rat! There is a mouse!"

"My God!" Ye Weishuang rushed up, held the maid who was busy and turned down the tea table, then glared at the gray squirrel who had a head exposed from the maid's sleeve, and gave a warning look. The gray squirrel rushed down the maid's body and disappeared.

"Ye Weishuang! How come there are mice in this room! Explain it clearly to me!"

Ye Wei's eyes were floating. It's hard to say that he could speak to animals, plants, and non-living things like souls. Seeing that they were really pitiful, they secretly put them into this villa with powerful protection.

As expected, the maid scolded him for the whole morning, causing him to curse the rats who were punished. No matter he knew it was avenging him.

"Dang-Dang-Dang-Dang-" There was a very retro clock in the hall. The clock was very spiritual. The maid said that the clock was brought by Miss An Yu from her British grandfather's ancestral home. It was something in the seventeenth century. The clock rang twelve times slowly, and Ye Weishuang's heart beat slightly. The moment the twelfth time was knocked, he said to himself in his heart: "Happy birthday, Ye Weishuang." As if following his words, the surrounding air suddenly dropped a few degrees, making people feel a little chilled late at night.

A vague fragment suddenly flashed in front of him. This situation was not unfamiliar to him. He often had this illusion, but this time it was clearer than any previous time. He wanted to see the scene in front of him carefully, but he could only vaguely see an old man in white clothes like a fairy, wearing an ancient costume, holding a whisk in his hand, and stepping on the clouds. He was so shocked that he cut off the image and heard the maid cursing.
Chapter completed!