"Oh?"
Zhao Yan paused for a few seconds, understanding Zhou Jing's meaning.
"People and ghosts can be together, but as time goes by, you will be affected by the ghost's Yin energy."
"You'll attract a lot of bad luck, your body will become weak and listless, and you'll have mental problems. Your Yang energy will also be damaged."
Zhou Jing: "If I eat more supplements, will it restore my body, or are there other ways?"
Zhao Yan thought for a moment and said, "Eat supplements? Perhaps supplements can restore your body, but how will it fix the problems in your heart?"
"Your girlfriend is a ghost. You might not care now, but what about tomorrow, the day after, or the day after that? What if one day you do care? How will you see her then?"
"You can't share things about you and your girlfriend with friends and family. You can't take her to meet your parents. Many things that couples can do, you can't."
"At that time, will you still accept her?"
"Although she is a ghost, she is also formed from a human. She has thoughts and feelings. She is not an object that you can summon and dismiss at will."
Having said that, Zhao Yan stopped.
Zhou Jing fell silent, clutching his hat tightly.
"Xinxin, pour him a glass of water," Zhao Yan said.
"Okay." Wu Jiaxin picked up a cup, poured a glass of water, and handed it to him.
"I... I understand, but I've already fallen in love with her. I thought a lot last night. She's the only one who truly understands me. I'm really happy when I'm with her. Actually, I don't care if she's a ghost." Zhou Jing took a deep breath.
He truly regretted seeking out Zhao Yan for that voice chat back then. He knew nothing then, and perhaps everything would have been normal.
He would have sat with her on the bus, chatting and laughing, sharing endless topics.
But last night, he didn't dare to step onto that bus again, only able to watch from afar.
And she was always waiting for him at the bus stop.
Until six in the morning.
"So, you came to see me today to ask about this?" Zhao Yan asked.
If he truly didn't care, Zhou Jing wouldn't have come to her.
Zhou Jing: "I want to ask Sister Zhao to accompany me tonight. I want to see what my true feelings are."
"Can you?"
Zhao Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes."
"Thank you. I'll come back to find you at six o'clock tonight. I won't disturb you any further for now." Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with a smile.
"Okay, if nothing unexpected happens, I'll be waiting for you at the shop," Zhao Yan said softly.
She watched Zhou Jing leave the shop.
"Zhou Jing is quite brave. Knowing she's a ghost, he still likes her. Anyone else might have asked Sister Zhao to exorcise the evil." Wu Jiaxin said.
"But this isn't a good thing," Zhao Yan rubbed her forehead. "The situation is more serious than I anticipated."
Wu Jiaxin asked, "What's wrong, Sister Zhao?"
"His Yang energy is severely damaged. If this continues, he will die."
"Ah! That serious? But he's just with a female ghost. We have Sister Ma Qingqing around too," Wu Jiaxin exclaimed in shock.
Zhao Yan: "The bus he frequently takes isn't for living people. It's a bus full of ghosts."
Perhaps the female ghost wasn't absorbing his Yang energy, but the other ghosts might be.
In Zhao Yan's plan, Ma Qingqing was not supposed to wander around freely and should have stayed on the first floor. Her birth chart was enough to suppress the Yin energy around Ma Qingqing.
"I need to draw more talismans. They might be very useful tonight," Zhao Yan said seriously.
"Then I'll go buy groceries and cook later," Wu Jiaxin replied.
"Remember to keep the accounts and give them to me at the end of the month for review."
Zhao Yan was happy. By four o'clock, she had finished drawing five talismans. They started eating at four-thirty, as they had work to do in the evening.
At six o'clock, Zhou Jing arrived at the shop on time.
This time he had changed his clothes, wearing a white t-shirt, black jeans, and white sneakers.
"This is what I was wearing when I first met her," Zhou Jing said with a smile.
"Very nice," Zhao Yan said softly.
"Xinxin, you stay in the shop this time," Zhao Yan said.
"Okay."
She pushed out the electric scooter and handed the helmet to Zhou Jing.
"Let's go," Zhao Yan said.
Zhou Jing got on the electric scooter, and following the address he provided, Zhao Yan rode towards the Jianghong Road No. 7 bus stop.
This area was not a commercial street, and there were very few people.
Only scattered pedestrians passed by.
Zhao Yan parked the scooter and locked it to prevent the battery from being stolen, placing the battery in her bag's spatial dimension.
"Sister Zhao, do you see her?" Zhou Jing pointed ahead.
At the Jianghong Road No. 7 bus stop, there was a girl with twin ponytails, wearing clothes from the nineties.
She wore flared pants and a bat-wing shirt, appearing to be around twenty-one years old. She sat on the bus stop bench, resting her hands on the seats on either side, her feet bouncing restlessly.
She would occasionally adjust her clothes and look towards the road on the left, like a young lover waiting for a date.
She seemed a little nervous and impatient.
Zhao Yan had seen her in the news, and now seeing her in person, she found her quite cute.
"Don't get too excited. Just act as usual."
"Okay, today I'm your cousin."
"Let's go."
Zhao Yan patted Zhou Jing's shoulder and walked forward.
Zhou Jing took a deep breath and quickly followed.
"Xiao Wan," Zhou Jing called out softly.
"Brother Jing," Nan Wan smiled. The anxiety on her face vanished, replaced by a sweet smile. She hopped to Zhou Jing's side, her hand tightly clasped around his arm.
"Why didn't you come last night?"
"I'm sorry, Xiao Wan. Something happened at home last night. I should have told you, and I made you wait." Zhou Jing apologized.
"It's okay, Brother Jing. I was also busy last night. Is everything at your home serious?"
Zhou Jing was stunned. He had secretly come yesterday and saw Nan Wan waiting until six o'clock.
"It's not serious. I brought my cousin with me today."
"Oh?!" Nan Wan was surprised and only then noticed Zhao Yan behind them.
Zhao Yan smiled wryly. Despite having such a strong birth chart, she was forgotten by the ghost.
It seemed Nan Wan truly only had eyes for Zhou Jing.
"Hello, Sister. I'm Nan Wan," Nan Wan said softly.
"Hello. Little Jing always tells me about you. I was curious about what kind of person could make him so attentive. I finally get to meet you today," Zhao Yan said with a smile.
Nan Wan giggled foolishly.
Zhao Yan deliberately stepped back a few paces, observing them closely.
She felt like she was about to be force-fed a bowl of dog food tonight.
Nan Wan stayed close to Zhou Jing, recounting recent events in her life.
She was like a cheerful lark, slowly dispelling Zhou Jing's melancholic mood.
Zhao Yan could feel that Zhou Jing was genuinely happy when he was with Nan Wan.
Nan Wan was very sincere and liked Zhou Jing a lot.
Unfortunately, this girl was a ghost.