Ghost Detective

95 Chapter 95

Ye Nuochen returned to the apartment, inspected everything here, and suddenly found that Yan Wenbo's luggage was gone, it seems that Yan Guojun came to pack it.

He didn't know where Yan Wenbo's home was. He only had his contact information. He took out his phone and hesitated, but finally put it down. What's the use of calling? He didn't want to hear Yan Guojun's voice telling him that Yan Wenbo was really dead. .

Just like that, Ye Nuochen also packed his luggage and returned home.

Liu Jing opened the door and saw her son with a depressed face appearing at the door. She quickly took the suitcase in his hand and let him in: "Why did you come back suddenly without saying hello? I’m watching the show, and it’s doing pretty well.”

Ye Nuochen's first reaction after seeing his mother was to hug her and sob uncontrollably: "Mom, Yan Wenbo is dead..."

Liu Jing put her arms around her son's waist, listened to what he said with a blank face, and said in disbelief: "What happened? Why did Yan Wenbo die at such a young age?"

"But he is dead. Is there any way to prevent him from dying..." Ye Nuochen's crying became louder and louder, choking on his sobs, Liu Jing's heart was broken when he heard it.

"Son, I know you have a very good relationship with him. You can't accept his death for a while, but you can't be resurrected after death, so don't be too sad." Liu Jing patted his back lightly again and again, feeling the pain in her heart. Followed by uncomfortable comfort.

"But I don't want him to die! I really don't want him to die!..." Ye Nuochen cried and cried, approaching the point of madness, but he didn't let go.

Liu Jing was a little out of breath from being strangled, she reached out and tried to push her son's arms away, "Son, what's wrong with you? Why are you shaking all over?"

"I'm so sad, I can't breathe like I'm about to suffocate..." Ye Nuochen cried and let go of the hands on his shoulders, and suddenly slumped on the sofa, with his head bowed, his eyes blurred by tears.

But Liu Jing saw something was wrong, and hurriedly sat beside him, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, then touched her own, wondering: "You don't have a fever, Xiaochen, what's wrong with you?"

"My heart hurts..." Ye Nuochen casually wiped the tears off his face, and continued to be sad, unable to get over the grief of losing Yan Wenbo for a long time.

"Go to sleep, please? Take a rest, and you'll be fine tomorrow." Liu Jing pulled Ye Nuochen up and helped him to the room.

After helping him to lie down on the bed, Liu Jing adjusted the temperature in the lower room, covered him with a quilt, and then gently closed the door.

Since Yan Wenbo's death, Ye Nuochen stayed at home all day without going anywhere, slept until noon, only ate one meal a day at noon, and then just nestled on the sofa and watched TV. Then, the words became less and less.

What he does most often is flip through the photos of Yan Wenbo saved in his phone, staring at those photos in a daze, Liu Jing and Ye Lai don't know what's wrong with their son, a friend died, at most a day or two of sadness will pass, But their son has been sad for almost half a month, and it hasn't passed yet.

Both of them were helpless, and Ye Lai had no choice but to call Mu Lingsheng to comfort him. After all, he was the only one who knew about his son and Mu Lingsheng's past life. Maybe Mu Lingsheng could help him.

Ye Nuochen didn't even know Mu Lingsheng came in.

"Look at you, I'm still thinking about him." Mu Lingsheng sat beside him, waving his hand in front of his eyes.

Ye Nuochen raised his head to look at the person coming in a daze, and seeing that it was Mu Lingsheng, his face was still expressionless.

Liu Jing poured a cup of tea for Mu Lingsheng and handed it to him, and said politely: "Ling Sheng, my son may be overly sad recently, and he knows to stay at home all day long and never go anywhere, and I hope you will take him out today Let's go shopping, let's relax, please."

"Auntie, it's a matter of little effort, needless to say troublesome." After taking the tea, Mu Lingsheng put it on the coffee table opposite, put his hand on Ye Nuochen's shoulder, and began to persuade him: "Nuochen, would you like to go out for a stroll with me? "

Ye Nuochen mechanically turned his head to look at him, and immediately threw himself on him and hugged him: "Mu Lingsheng, can you think of a way to make Yan Wenbo come back to life, okay? I want to see him."

Ye Nuochen said it was Yan Wenbo, and Mu Lingsheng put his arm around his waist, with a helpless expression on his face: "He's been dead for half a month, he won't survive, you have to accept the reality, don't live in your own In your fantasy, you are still so young and you still have such a long way to go in life, don’t you want to get married and have children in the future?”

"Marry and have children? Who should I have children with?" Ye Nuochen was dumbfounded by the words, he really didn't think so long-term.

"I broke up with Lin Ke, and he agreed, so now I'm single again." Mu Lingsheng kept hugging him and never let go. Who asked Ye Nuochen to hug him first, he couldn't wish for it.

"I'll go out with you." Ye Nuochen immediately left his embrace in order to change the subject.

Ye Nuochen changed his clothes, dressed up a bit, and followed Mu Lingsheng out refreshedly. Liu Jing finally showed the most relaxed smile in half a month.

Sitting in Mu Lingsheng's car, Ye Nuochen kept looking out the window without saying a word.

Mu Lingsheng wanted to chat with him, seeing him like this, he hesitated to speak.

The car gradually drove into the bustling city center, and the shops and restaurants outside the window passed by Ye Nuochen's eyes one by one.

At the door of a five-star hotel, he saw a familiar figure coming out of it.

"Yan Wenbo! It's Yan Wenbo!" Ye Nuochen's eyes lit up immediately, and he pointed excitedly at the boy who came out of the five-star hotel.

Hearing the scream, Mu Lingsheng slowed down, followed his gaze, and saw a boy in a black suit and trousers bending over to get into a black Mercedes.

"Did you read it wrong?" Mu Lingsheng's car slowed like a snail.

"It's him! I read it right! It's really him! I want to get out of the car!" Ye Nuochen was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, wishing to fly out of the car.

Mu Lingsheng stopped the car, unfastened his seat belt, and got out of the car with him.

The Benz hadn't started yet, Ye Nuochen rushed out of the car and went straight to the black Benz.

When he ran to the car window and tried to look in, he happened to meet the boy's eyes, and both of them were stunned.

"Nuochen..."

"Yan Wenbo, it's really you!"

Ye Nuochen tapped the car window excitedly, with an indescribably bright smile on his face.

Yan Wenbo immediately unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Ye Nuochen threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and buried her face in his chest, crying and laughing: "I thought you were dead, so you didn't die, you really He didn't die, that's great!"

Yan Wenbo looked at Mu Lingsheng, who was walking slowly, and wanted to raise his hands to hug him, then raised them slightly and then put them down, letting Ye Nuochen hug him, looking at a loss and happy .

"You two, how is your relationship going?" Yan Wenbo asked subconsciously. At this time, what he cared most about was the relationship between Ye Nuochen and Mu Lingsheng. He didn't want his dedication and hard work to be in vain.

Ye Nuochen already knew that Yan Wenbo had always felt that he liked Mu Lingsheng, so he would always help the two of them. How could there be such a good person in the world who kept planting trees to give others shade, and he didn't want anything in return. ?

"Do you like me?" Ye Nuochen asked without answering.

Yan Wenbo kept paying attention to Mu Lingsheng who was leaning against the car, observing his expression at this time, and found that he didn't show any jealous expression, but looked at the two of them with a gentle and generous smile on his face.

What's happening here?Why is he not angry?Not jealous?Is he still not well?Wouldn't his efforts be in vain?

"I'm asking you something, do you like me?" Ye Nuochen rubbed his face on his chest, and began to urge.

"I... nothing, I'm straight." Yan Wenbo's voice was obviously much softer, more flustered.