My Ghost Lover Is Too Annoying

68. The Ones in Love Would Become Silly

 

Translator: Haunted

 

Chen Ming was dumbfounded about the large wet part on the shirt. He threw it into the washing machine and said exaggerately “Well, it’s easier to get the tears from a cowardly ghost than a grieved baby. I could almost squeeze out water from that.”

“Nonsense, it’s easy to get the grieved baby’s tear too.” Zhou Nan sat on the bed and excitedly patted the mattress on his side, “Come on, come on, I’ll tell you about it.”

Chen Ming raised his eyebrows, walked over and sat down next to Zhou Nan, “Then speak.”

In that way, Zhou Nan described the process of pursuing the grieved baby dramatically. Chen Ming knew that Zhou Nan was mostly exaggerating, so he just listened inattentively until the important part came.

“I talked to the grieved baby. It said that it would cry to us three days later, right in the alley where I caught it.”

“What does it plan to do in the three days?” Chen Ming was sensitive.

Zhou Nan answered honestly, “It said it is going to take revenge and take away one piece of the old man’s soul and spirit.”

Chen Ming surely understood the consequence of losing soul and spirit, so his face expression instantly became serious. Zhou Nan paused for a moment due to nervousness, and he tried to persuade Chen Ming, “That old man is not a good person anyway.”

“I know, but…” Chen Ming wanted that man to end up more miserably. But as a ghostbuster, he should took care of it and tried his best to avoid such a thing.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Nan had already guessed what he was worried about, “But you are no longer a ghost hunter. Even if you go to take care of it, no one would give you any merit. Why don’t you just let the grieved baby do it?”

“You’re on the side of the grieved baby?”

Zhou Nan didn’t hesitate to say, “Since the rules of the mortal world can’t punish the old man, it’s better to try the rules of the Netherworld.”

Chen Ming was silent with his eyes closed. He had always stood on the side of the living people, never letting the dirty things go to them. But this time, he also knew in his heart that Zhou Nan was right and that he was no longer a “ghost hunter”. He was just a flower seller who was not that ordinary.

Moreover, he instinctively didn’t want to go against Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan saw that Chen Ming was really concerned about this, so he tentatively reached out to touch Chen Ming’s fingertips, and whispered, “Actually, no matter what you choose to do, I’ll be on your side and help you.”

Chen Ming opened his eyes and stared at their crossed fingers. Something obscured his nervousness, and gave him a push behind to help him do what he really wanted.

“Okay.” He made up his mind, “Three days later, we’ll use the corpse to bring back your soul. Now sleep.” The last two words were spoken quite decisively, and he leaned over to the bed after he finished speaking.

Zhou Nan lay down with Chen Ming and stared at him with the big eyes which were full of uncontrollable happiness and sweetness.

The person he liked had agreed to be with him. Was there anything happier than this?

He was so happy in his heart, and could not help smiling as if he was about to dance.

But waving arms and kicking legs would wake Chen Ming up. Thinking of this, Zhou Nan changed to another way of celebration that he thought was a little bit less noisy, which was rolling wildly and turning back and forth on the bed.

It was hard to say which one was noisier.

Chen Ming noticed that the little phost behind him was “restless”, so he turned over to put his hand on Zhou Nan’s waist and told the latter to stop moving around, “Love could actually increase the amount of dopamine in a man’s brain and make him silly.”

“Why do you call me silly?” Zhou Nan immediately replied with his neck straightened up.

“It’s quite fast for you to notice I was talking about you.” Chen Ming smiled playfully and hugged Zhou Nan closer.

Zhou Nan blushed and obediently leaned his head against Chen Ming’s chest, and then felt that Chen Ming also had the chin on his head. He heard a low voice coming from above, “If you are not silly, just close your big sparkling eyes. They are almost like searchlights. How the hell could you sleep?”

Zhou Nan immediately closed his eyes, but he tried to retort, “Ghosts really can’t sleep.”