Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

I want Rong Qi to stop talking, but I want to know urgently.

"At that time, was Su Jin with you? What kind of person is Su Jin?"

"Su Jin is a good person. In fact, when I first contacted her, it was not because she was kind to me, but because her appearance was similar to the fiancee's appearance in my life. Even her temperament was very similar. , I think she should be the reincarnation of my fiancee."

Rong Qi said this.

I widened my eyes and instantly felt a thunderbolt on the sunny day. Was there wood?

fiancée!

That’s right, Rong Qi was 25 years old when he died. In ancient times, men said they kissed at the age of fifteen and sixteen, and they were their fathers at the age of seventeen and eight. Child, shouting his father every day.

A grass and mud horse roared past me instantly.

"Miao Miao, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you continue." Even I can feel myself, my face is stiff.

"Ok."

Rong Qi seemed to be caught in memory, said lightly.

"It's such a coincidence that my fiancee is also named Yan, and her name is Yan Yan, and her family is also mysterious. Because my grandfather inherited her family's great grace, she gave her to me and became a child's relative. , Let me take care of Yan Yan, because Yan Yan was lacking since she was a child, and she lacked yang in her characters. Her three souls and seven souls were also one soul and two souls away from others, and she was very weak and sick. She died, but even so, she did not live to our wedding and died of illness early."

"You didn't marry her, she didn't marry you?"

I was stunned. I didn't expect it at all. It turned around here again.

Rong Qi looked at me strangely with a smile: "Well, you don't seem to want me to marry her, nor do she want to marry me?"

"Well, no, go on, what about later?"

Rong Qi, the guilty man, must have embraced the pipa again, and pity the girl Yan Yan, since she was a child, she has been dating, sincerely looking forward to, hey, why should I say that looking forward to it?

"Later."

Rong Qi sighed: "I was very smart since I was a child, and I was very popular with my grandfather. His old man had intended to give me the mantle. So soon after Yan Yan's death, I obeyed his arrangement and offered Said, and traveled abroad, until I was twenty-five years old, when my nephew was born, I officially returned home."

It was just the day of his return, his nightmare.

For a while, both of us were silent.

"Is the gas gone?"

Rong Qi asked.

I glared at him angrily, "Tian Tian's anger disappeared, and I believe you once."

"I'm so angry."

Rong Qi felt quite relieved.

In the moonlight, his face was scary and I frowned with some worry.

"Rong Qi, how are you?"

"Everyone says it's okay to raise one. You don't have to worry about Miao Miao. Without this certainty, how can I do whatever I want to do with Zuojia at will."

Rong Qi comforted me. I thought it made sense. I told him so much and made so much trouble. I wiped the tears from my face and said in a dumb voice: "I'll wash my face."

Rong Qi let me go.

I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face, and then went back to the bedroom again. Seeing that Rong Qi still kept the movement I just left without breathing or beating, it looked like a veritable dead body.

"Miaomiao, I'm very weak now, maybe I won't even see the sun tomorrow."

He said something like this, and I suddenly remembered that he couldn't see the sun last time, and it was only because he took a breath of yang. Obviously, this time he was hurt badly, and yang could not be solved.