Chapter 2537 Behind the Spirit (10)

She is very beautiful, this is the perception I got at the first sight.

She probably died by drowning, Zhou Yize guessed, because she was wet and looked extremely pitiful.

He was wearing a tight-fitting bright yellow underwear, his feet were bare, and his skin was white with blue-gray. A pair of eyes looking forward, a small nose, and bright red lips, like flower petals.

She died at the best age, and her eyes were full of innocence that was not stained by the world. At this moment, she lowered her head pitifully and said that she wanted to find someone.

Zhou Yize's first thought was, who is her? spouse?

As a result, there was an inexplicable discomfort in my heart.

He deliberately ignored it, trying to cool himself down, "Then what? I'm just an ordinary person. You shouldn't come to me when looking for someone. You should go to the police!"

"But only you can see me!"

Su Kui murmured in a low voice, she was still an ancient lady in her bones, she could just follow a grown man for a few days with a stern face.

Now that she was explicitly rejected, she was also a little embarrassed.

"But I'm not God. If I'm required to help fulfill my wish because I can see you, then I'd probably be exhausted long ago, wouldn't I?"

Zhou Yize crossed his hands and put them on the desk, his silent eyes fixed on the girl in front of him.

Yes, it should be a young girl, she looks only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Zhou Yize felt that it was a pity, but people and ghosts have different paths, and he has no ability to interfere with this law.

This is the truth, the cruelest truth.

"Yes……"

Su Kui admitted that he was right.

Continue to pretend to be pitiful, lower your head, and squeeze your tears desperately.

However, she forgot that she was a ghost, where did ghosts get their tears? After squeezing for a long time, it just made my eyes a little red.

Zhou Yize pursed his lips, focused on the literature, and forced himself to leave her alone.

He is a human being, and she is a ghost, so he can do nothing and control her.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Zhou Yize rubbed his stiff neck and raised his eyes. There was nothing left except a pool of water stains where the girl was standing.

Almost reflexively, he scanned the entire office.

No--

nothing.

She is giving up, is she leaving?

Could it be that she let go of her obsession and went to reincarnate?

Zhou Yize leaned back in the chair, not knowing what he was feeling in his heart, mixed feelings, very strange.

The ear finally quieted down, there was someone who haunted him these days, occupied his brain, made him unable to rest well, and was unable to concentrate on work, finally got the news.

But why do you feel that you are not used to it?

As usual, he was busy late at the studio, and the clumsiness of a few students he led made him lose his temper, and a few young students apologized to him tremblingly with lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Looking at this group of children, who were older than her and looked eighteen or nineteen years old, they were not as courageous as her.

she--

Why did he think of her again? Zhou Yize frowned and waved his hand casually, "Forget it, next time, pay attention, the cultural relics sent to the studio are all very precious cultural relics, be careful not to damage them."

As if being pardoned, several people looked at each other and wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads in unison.

This master is too scary!

But today, it seems to be particularly easy to talk to?

Not in the mood to stay in the studio anymore, he turned around and took his coat and umbrella, planning to go home.

The rain outside has never stopped. For a day, small puddles have accumulated on the ground, dripping with raindrops.