Ye Weishuang didn't finish his work until two o'clock in the middle of the night.

He left the villa with the pitiful reward he received this month with a satisfied smile. It was his birthday, and he wanted to celebrate this birthday well. His parents had passed away, and he lived alone in this world by himself. He was supposed to be sent to an orphanage, but later an uncle suddenly appeared. I don’t know if it came out of the mountain corner. I don’t have an ID card yet. I mean Ye Weishuang is related to him. When I went to the hospital for a paternity test, he was really a relative. The man’s DNA and his father were too similar, so Ye Weishuang was handed over to this man. But who knew that things were going to twists and turns, and the unreliable uncle abandoned him halfway, which led to Ye Weishuang running since elementary school

Fortunately, Ye Weishuang has a very serious and studious temperament. After dropping out of school, he went to a bookstore to buy books and study by himself. His current level is barely the level of an ordinary high school student. This is the result of his sleep time every night. Although he is studious, Ye Weishuang has never been a good material for reading. He has a good memory and he remembers many things very well, such as when will the birthday of the people around him have happened in every day in the past ten years. It was raining on the day he was born... But when did he see the things in the textbooks, he often forgets them quickly. This is indeed incredible. From the strangeness he knows about himself, these are just some corners.

He began to talk to non-living people at the age of three. He could see figures that did not belong to humans after he was seven. In recent years, he found that he always had hallucinations, all of which were strange and inconspicuous people and things. But what was strange was that Ye Weishuang would always find that these things would happen at a certain time in a certain way exactly like his hallucinations. Those who had never seen and had never been to the streets often appeared in the first page of the newspaper three days later. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but at least he understood that these things could not be told to others casually. He also knew that some people regarded people with this ability as monsters, and some people called them - superpowers.

But except for these sensory abilities, Ye Weishuang was not at all different from others. He was not extremely powerful, nor had strange shapes, nor had he become crazy or had any other superpowers. So he quickly forgot about the hallucinations that arise during the day.

Ye Weishuang walked happily to the house with a flat face, the cowhide wallet left by his father, who had worn out many places. Before he was ten years old, his uncle had not left him yet. He was a guy with a strange personality, alcoholism, smoking... but he had a wide range of knowledge and seemed to have been to many places. He would always tell Ye Weishuang about his experience when he was in a good mood. Ye Weishuang used to like him very much, but in less than a year and a half, the uncle disappeared. At most, he occasionally sent one or two packages, which contained some gadgets, and did not mean to continue to provide assistance and raise him, that is, to fulfill his due duties. Ye Weishuang knew that he was

It was a burden, and it was dirty and troublesome to throw it away. So after the uncle completely broke off contact with him, he realized that he would not have any relatives anymore. He consciously rented a very small house from a kind old man with advanced cancer and lived alone. Until now, he has lived alone for six years. Every day, every day is the same bad days. It is not that no one knew his experience when he was chatting with him and wanted to adopt him after knowing his experience. It used to be, but the mistress of that family - a very kind aunt who loves to watch pigeons died in a few days. Since then, people have regarded him as a disaster star to defeat his parents, and no one dares to adopt him again.

Ye Weishuang turned into a small alley. This was his only way home. His eyes suddenly moved from the brightly lit street to the dark place. Ye Weishuang took a second or two to adapt. Suddenly, an hallucination appeared in front of him. The white-bearded old man fell down and slowly landed beside him. His face was extremely clear, and it was clearer than any scene that Ye Weishuang had foreseen before. He saw an old man in an ancient robe stretching out a hand to him: "Child—"

Ye Weishuang suddenly woke up. There was nothing in the dark alley.

He knocked his head with a headache and ran in.

Ye Weishuang didn't see it. Behind him, a corner of the white robe flashed quietly.

"Hey, this is your... Alan, I bought you the bracelet you wanted last time. By the way, there is also Xiao Er's one. You said you wanted to eat rotten fish. I went to the vegetable market for a long time..." Ye Weishuang took out items from the big bag full of smell at his feet, and handed them to those who came out of all the room. At some point, a large area had gathered, sitting quietly or floating around him. Fortunately, this was his dilapidated little house, not the street. If someone saw this scene in front of him, he would probably be scared to collapse on the ground. Because everything was handed out for a while, it disappeared completely, as if it had evaporated into the air. Of course, Ye Weishuang, who had been with these ghosts since he was a child, did not feel anything strange at all. His understanding of these unknown creatures was just that he could not let others know their existence.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you can't respond to things." Ye Weishuang smiled apologetically at a "thing" that was thicker than other transparent objects around her. It was a little girl with a disappointed face and looked like she was about to cry. It was only her head. Its body was in the shape of a cat, and the cat's ears were still retained on her head. Unlike most of the floating white shadows around it, there was a small shadow below it. "I'll keep this doll for Xiaoling first. When Xiaoling can make a move, I can give it to you after giving it to you, okay?" Ye Weishuang said as if coaxing the child.

The kitten girl drooped her ears and nodded sadly.

"Ming, this is for you." Ye Weishuang smiled and pulled out a small box that was carefully packaged in his pocket and sent it to a "person" who had been standing quietly in the corner. He was the only human-shaped ghost here, maybe it was a ghost or a monster. But it was always higher than the wisdom added to all the monsters here. Ye Weishuang didn't know when he appeared, as if he had appeared beside him a long time ago, in the corner of his eyes. He always stood silently, with no expression, and was extremely easy to ignore. But Ye Weishuang never ignored him once. He treated him more seriously and cautiously than other ghosts. Because there was a faint alienation similar to him on the body of this ghost, like a rare kind of person who met with him, and he had a cherishment and solemnity towards the other party that could not be expressed in words.

The ghost called Ming looked at him and took the box expressionlessly. According to the old Ma Yao who had been destroyed by a Taoist priest, monsters who had cultivated a certain level of skills would have their own color and shape, otherwise everything would be nothing. Ming had a color different from other monsters here. When he was secretly looking at Ming, he obviously did not dare to look at his eyes. Ming had a pair of silver eyes that were so light that they could not see, just like there were no eyeballs, but it could still make people feel his sight. His hair was very long, almost reaching his feet, and he was wrapped in a white dress like ancient costume. Maybe he couldn't think of any style of clothes, so he transformed into only a piece of white cloth at the beginning. The two sleeves and belts were still packed for him, because he was afraid that he would not wear complicated clothes, so he only had a belt. Once the belt was dispersed, it still needed to tie it to Weishuang.

Although Ye Weishuang felt like a nanny, he became happy when he thought that he was at least not alone. Ming looked like a 10-year-old young man and was not bad. When Ye Weishuang first noticed him, he was still thinking for a while and wondered how there were such a good-looking person in the world. Later, he realized that he was a monster that no one could see. The only color that could be seen on Ming's body seemed to be his black hair, and with his white robe, Ye Weishuang always felt like he was a person with only lines on his drawing, or the photos had faded.

"Unfair! Xiaoshuang always gives Ming the best thing!" The ghosts around him shouted, but ordinary people couldn't hear it.

The ghosts are paranoid and they believe that things are difficult to change. It is precisely because of this that there are so many ghosts that harm people. Even now facing Ye Weishuang, the breath in them has begun to be disordered and they are running around in the room irritably.

"Unfair and unfair! Why? Why? Xiaoshuang only gives Ming the best one-" Ye Weishuang didn't know how to answer. The frog in front of him, whose hands and feet were transformed suddenly became enlarged, and his fierce eyes grabbed Ye Weishuang. "Unfair!" "Unfair..." The temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees, causing the monsters to riot one after another. "Unfair..." A pair of empty eyes stared at Ye Weishuang, and Ye Weishuang suddenly became frightened. He never thought that these "children" who were together day and night would attack him. He thought they had regarded themselves as... what? Ye Weishuang was suddenly stunned. Friends? Children?... He slowly shook his head helplessly. From his black pupils, the transparent sharp finger claws that ordinary people were unable to see quickly towards him.

"Boom!" The huge sphere in front of him was suddenly thrown a few meters away, and the frog that had become physical and attacking power broke into a big pit on the rotten floor. For a moment, all the sounds came to an abrupt end. Ye Weishuang widened his eyes.

Ming stood in front of him, as if he had just walked to his side. He looked coldly at the frog shape that gradually shrank among the dust and wood chips, holding the box in his hand, with deep impatientness and disgust in his eyes. His silver pupils - at that moment - Ye Weishuang did see it - suddenly became deeper, strange and terrifying.

Then his expression turned as usual. Ye Weishuang had seen Ming like this once. It was when he was entangled by a formed tree demon. Ming's eyes deepened for a moment, and then the tree demon, which had already become a shape, slowly died like the frog in front of him. Of course, the frog had not yet formed. It was not as good as the tree demon slowly turned into its original form and gradually decayed to death. It turned into a wisp of black smoke and instantly drifted away. Xiaoling, a kitten girl who watched it dissipate, was afraid of Ming's momentum, and just stared at the wisp of black smoke and swallowed.

"There has never been any emotion between ghosts, they only have * and greed." A voice suddenly penetrated Ye Weishuang's eardrum, as if every word was directly knocked into his mind. He was stunned and looked around, but only saw the calm monsters and Ming, who looked puzzled, and there was no one.

Is it another hallucination?...But have hallucinations been generated too frequently recently?

Ye Weishuang frowned and thought.

It has become a habit that Ye Weishuang has formed unconsciously that he cannot change. In the small house where he rented only one bedroom and one living room and a small grocery room, he gave the "one room" to the stray cats and dogs he picked up when he saw it on the road. Of course, there were some who were very uncooperative and he did not go against their wishes. The monsters all lived in the living room, so those cats and dogs were generally unwilling to touch the door between them.

Sometimes Ye Weishuang will pick up cats and dogs that have begun to transform into demons, and it will automatically run to the monsters' living room. Ye Weishuang's own room is in the small grocery room, with only a very small bed, a small square table facing the bed, and the pitifully few clothes are placed in the drawer of the table. When you open the door, you can only walk one person two or three steps from the table opposite the wall to the door. The bed next to it should be as small as it is, and there is no natural light in the whole room.

However, Ye Weishuang was already very satisfied. In contrast, he realized very early that there were countless children who had the same age as him, but few could have a job that could make him have enough food and a house that could settle down like him. The city became more and more prosperous, and more and more children were as homeless as he was. If they either went out to beg for food or did improper activities. Drug trafficking and prostitution often laid deep roots of crime when these children were very young - when they were almost ignorant. Ye Weishuang was still alive and still had such a malice heart - perhaps it was a little related to his silence.

Naturally, Ye Weishuang could not have too much money to raise so many cats and dogs. He allowed the cats and dogs to go out through the windows at night to find food. Some of the cats and dogs ran away again and were picked up by Ye Weishuang several times, and spontaneously regarded this place as a writer.

Ye Weishuang came back and brought gifts to the monsters and some things for the cats and dogs. But he couldn't give each one the same, so he bought three or four cheap canned cats from the small shop, and went to the vegetable market to pick up a few fresh bones, and gave them to the cats and dogs who saw him come in.

Although these cats and dogs don’t have much interaction with Ye Weishuang on weekdays, they are very attached to him. In fact, these stray cats and dogs are also wiped out by people, and are kept at home like stray children. However, as long as one day the owner dislikes them, gets bored with them, or is old, it’s not a matter of giving up. Ye Weishuang feels pity on these animals and is like pitying himself.

As soon as he entered the door, a large purebred dolomite-colored Scottish Shepherd pounced him down, and then a big cat followed by many kittens and licked him in the face. To be honest, Ye Weishuang didn't understand. Last time he saw this breed of dog on Miss Anyu's TV, it should be very precious, but for some reason he fell into the situation of stray dogs. And this dog - the only dog ​​that is not afraid of monsters. He saw this guy running outside to provoke those ghosts countless times...

Ye Weishuang moved Su Mu, who was nearly 60 kilograms on his body, with saliva saliva. It was still trying to stop him, so Ye Weishuang had to raise his face and scream: "Mu Li!"

The big white dog went down from Weishuang in disappointment. Ye Weishuang looked back at Ming who was leaning against the door frame, and saw the ghosts who were exploring in with curious eyes outside, and said helplessly: "Ming, can you close the door?"

Ming glared at the ghost outside impatiently, then stepped in for two steps and closed the door. Ye Weishuang was a little stunned. He didn't ask him to come in too. The animals would be scared...well, it doesn't look like they would.

Ye Weishuang once again felt that the world was really wonderful. The female cat Maimai, who brought a large group of kittens, actually stepped forward and touched Ming with her paws curiously. Unfortunately, Ming frowned and weakened his body, and the cat's paws were empty. Then a cat and a ghost began to play the game "Catch me and hide"...

Ye Weishuang distributed the food, and the cats and dogs quickly rushed forward, but Mu Li was still standing by Weishuang's feet, staring at him as if Weishuang was a big bone. Maimai was still playing games with Ming, but Ming was very impatient...
Chapter completed!