When the magic stick summons cute pets

Wang Huaxiang sank into the boundless darkness. For a moment, he felt his lungs were scorching hot but his breathing was extremely cold. He felt as if he was about to die.

The temperature of his body has been constantly switching between extreme cold and extreme heat for a short period of time. Even in his sleep, he still can't get rid of the pain of hovering between the two extremes.

He was sweating non-stop, his whole body seemed to be soaked in sweat, and even his breath was filled with the salty smell of sweat.He kept swaying as if he had a fever, and the excruciating pain wrapped around him densely, repeatedly torturing him until his whole body collapsed.

Consciousness has been in a kind of unclear chaos, he can feel that he seems to be on the verge of "sleeping" and "waking up" several times, and he doesn't know how long it has passed until he finally struggles to recover completely I regained consciousness, and when I opened my eyes, it was already two days later.

It was already midnight at this moment, the room was pitch black, and there was silence everywhere, only the sound of the second hand of the clock moving one frame at a time could be heard from the music in the room.

He wiped his sleepy eyelids with the back of his hand, blinked blankly, then half sat up, and subconsciously looked around.

There is nothing to illuminate, and the line of sight is naturally pitch black.He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, but he could only vaguely see the outlines of the furniture and furnishings in the room through the sandy curtains and the darker moonlight after being blocked.

He had just woken up, and his mind was still a little confused.Leaning against the head of the bed and slowing down, he stretched out one and groped towards the direction that should be the bedside table, as if he wanted to turn on the small lamp by the bed to make his sight clearer.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he stretched out his hand on one side, not only did he not touch the lamp on the other side, but instead he touched another cold hand in a room where no one else should be there except him.

That hand is very broad, not as slender and petite as a woman's, but when you touch it, you can feel it is as rough as a dead branch.The knuckles are as if there is no flesh and blood, only a piece of skin is left to wrap them. They branch out strangely, and when touched, there is a coolness that seems to be able to seep into the blood from the skin.

Wang Huaxiang's heart clenched together as if suddenly frozen by the coolness, he screamed "ah", and threw the hand he touched, at the same time desperately He moved to the opposite end, and for a moment, he felt that his heart almost stopped beating because of this weird hand.

It was probably because his scream was so loud, and after a while, he saw a light outside being pulled up, and then heard a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" sound outside the other bedroom, followed by dull footsteps The sound rushed towards this end.

With a soft "pop", the chandelier switch on the wall was turned on, and the dazzling white light quickly filled the entire room.

"Dad!" The voices of a middle-aged man and a woman sounded from the door respectively. The two looked at Wang Huaxiang who was half-sitting on the bed and woke up. After a few strides, they rushed into the room and stood on his bed. On the side, the voice was urgent, "Dad, you are awake! It's been so long, if you don't wake up again, Xiao Min and I are going to send you to the hospital for a checkup!"

Because he was in the dark for a long time, Wang Huaxiang couldn't help closing his eyes again when he saw such a bright light at first glance.After a few minutes, feeling that he had finally adapted to the light, he slowly opened his eyes with some anxiety, and looked around the room with full vigilance.

The room he is staying in now is not big, a total of ten square meters is exposed under the light of incandescent lamps, and all the situations are clear for people to see.

There is no doubt that there is no fourth person here except him and his son and daughter-in-law.He withdrew his gaze, but he still couldn't feel at ease in his heart: But if this is really the case, what happened to the hand he touched just now?

—Whose hand is that?

Thinking of this, Wang Huaxiang couldn't help but frown a little.He shook his right hand uncomfortably, and the cold feeling that seemed to still be attached to his palm lingered, which was so real that it made people feel terrible.

He slowly raised his head and glanced at Wang Qiang who was standing at the head of his bed, coughed a few times with some discomfort in his throat, and when he spoke again, his voice was unusually dry and hoarse because he hadn't been in the water for a long time: "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing this, Wang Qiang quickly poured a glass of water and handed it over. He looked at the face showing a little bit of confusion about the situation. He hesitated for a while, as if thinking about how he should explain it.

After a long while, he waited until he finished organizing his words, and then he said slowly, "Dad, how much do you remember about what happened the night before yesterday? Do you remember that you called me on the way home?"

Wang Huaxiang took a sip of water while holding the water glass. The warm water rolled down his throat, and he finally felt his thirsty throat feel better.

Listening to the words on the other end, he raised his eyelids slightly as if he heard something strange, then frowned and repeated: "The day before yesterday?"

The woman standing next to Wang Qiang nodded when she heard this, took a step forward slightly, and replied in response: "Isn't it? Today is already the 22nd, Dad, you have been in a coma for two days!"

When Wang Qiang heard the woman talking, he turned his head slightly and gave her a wink, and said in a low voice, "Don't just stand here. Dad must be hungry after not eating for so long." , go to the kitchen and get him something to eat."

The woman nodded when she heard this, and responded with an "hey", wiped her hands on both sides of her clothes, then turned around quickly and went to the kitchen.

Seeing that the other end went out, Wang Qiang continued to add to Wang Huaxiang's end again: "When we first received the call that night, Xiao Min and I thought you wanted to inform us when you would arrive home. But when the phone was connected, I waited here and there, but I didn’t see your voice, I thought, Dad, you probably accidentally touched the phone button, so I hung up the phone without paying much attention. "

"But everyone waited at home for an hour, but still didn't see you coming back. Later, when we called again, no one answered. Only then did we realize that something was wrong."

Hearing what he said, Wang Huaxiang's memory, which seemed chaotic at the beginning, seemed to be recovering bit by bit. He reached out and hammered his head, which was still a little bit swollen, and cursed in a muffled voice: "No Knowing which evil god he collided with, he was unlucky last night."

Looking up again, Wang Qiang asked casually, "Then how did you find me here?"

Wang Qiang thought about this and smiled slightly, and continued: "Later, we couldn't get in touch with you, and we really felt uneasy. Just when we were about to call the police, Dad's phone was suddenly blocked. The one was picked up by the little girl." He paused, and then said, "The little girl told us about your location on the other end of the phone, and then we drove to find it directly."

Hearing what the other side said, Wang Huaxiang first squinted his eyes, and then a gleam appeared in his eyes, and his eyes immediately chased after him, his voice was low, and there was a deep meaning on his face that both of them understood: "You just Let that little girl run away like this?"

Wang Qiang naturally understood what the other end meant, waved his hands and said, "How can it be?", and then a somewhat smug smile appeared on his greasy face, and he compared it to Wang Huaxiang. Then he said with a smile: "The little girl doesn't look very old, and she's out by herself, so she's very timid. Let's stand in front of her and scare her casually to take her to the police station. She deliberately hurt people, and before she had time to say anything else, she obediently paid for it."

Wang Huaxiang had a comfortable smile on his face when he heard this.He relaxed his tense body just now, nodded appreciatively towards his son, opened his mouth and was about to say something, when suddenly another gust of wind blew past him, and the room seemed to be The cold air that had dissipated suddenly became thicker again, and the two people in the room shivered slightly from the cold.

"I didn't turn on the air conditioner, why is it suddenly so cold in this room? I really saw a ghost."

Wang Qiang was covered in goose bumps all over his body by the sudden gust of wind.He reached out and rubbed his arms, frowned and muttered something, then got up and closed all the half-open windows in the room.

Wang Huaxiang also found it strange that the coldness was so weird, he sat on the bed and was even covered with a thin quilt, but at this moment the chill still penetrated into his body, even the quilt couldn't stop it live.

But after much deliberation, I couldn't figure out what was going on with this unusual coldness, so I could only pull up the quilt on my body again, and said casually: "It's probably because the weather changes quickly in autumn. At night, I feel that the surrounding temperature has dropped a lot.”

Wang Qiang nodded slightly when he heard these words, and didn't take this strange cooling down to heart anymore.

Closed all the windows in the room, drew the curtains again, and stood facing the other side for a while, as if suddenly remembering something, Wang Qiang slapped his thigh and said "ah", then turned his head and looked at Wang Huaxiang said: "Dad, do you still remember that young man surnamed Wu from University B a year ago?"

Wang Huaxiang was taken aback for a moment, as if searching his memory for a while, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Which one?"

Wang Qiang reminded: "It was the young man who was run over by a car when you were 'working' and sent you to the hospital."

Wang Huaxiang let out an "ah", and finally got a little impression.

That was more than a year ago.

He remembered that it was not summer yet, but the temperature was very high that day.

In the evening, the sky was getting dark, and he went to the street to look for targets he could attack as usual.

The street was a bit off, and the traffic was always sparse. He stood on the driveway and watched for a long time before finally choosing a valuable black luxury car as his target.

It's just that I don't know if rich people who can afford a multi-million-dollar luxury car are more courageous than ordinary people. Obviously, this time his estimation of the owner of this luxury car as a fat sheep is really wrong and outrageous .

Wang Huaxiang was sure in his heart that the car had seen him crossing the road straight and was waiting to lie under his wheels, but the other end did not slow down at all.

Not only did he not slow down, but in the short distance of a hundred and ten meters, the other end even stepped on the accelerator, increasing the speed and rushing towards him.

The wind in his ears was mixed with whistling. Wang Huaxiang had never seen such a fierce driver, and his face turned pale with fright.

Although he had tried his best to avoid the car when it was coming, he was still knocked half a meter away by the rear of the car.

The luxury car hit someone, and without hesitation for a moment, it swaggered away with exhaust fumes, leaving only Wang Huaxiang lying on the ground unable to stand up, feeling pain like broken bones all over his body.

Fortunately, although this street is remote, there is the new campus of University B not far away. Every evening, there will always be students jogging along this road for exercise.

Sure enough, that day was no exception.

After lying on the ground miserably by himself for more than ten minutes, Wang Huaxiang suddenly heard the sound of a bicycle bell ringing not far away.

His heart fluttered, and he quickly and weakly started to call for help. He didn't call out a few times, and then the car bell rang and stopped. It seemed that someone got off the bicycle and trotted towards him in a few steps.

It was the face of a young boy, probably just after exercising, and there was still a little sweat on the sunny face.He looked at him who was lying on the ground and couldn't even move, without any hesitation, he rushed over to help him up, looked down at him with a concerned expression on his face: "Master, are you alright?"

In fact, Wang Huaxiang couldn't remember the boy's face clearly, but he seemed to be very young. I heard that he was a freshman in B's freshman year. He had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday not long ago.

His memories stopped abruptly here.He squinted his eyes and responded lightly, then casually asked Wang Qiang: "What's wrong with him?"

Wang Qiang turned around and walked towards him again, with a calm expression on his face: "I heard that he borrowed a usury loan and has been repaying it. He committed suicide by jumping off a building some time ago."

Wang Huaxiang said "oh", and seemed a little surprised to hear this.He glanced at Wang Qiang and asked, "How do you know about this?"

Wang Qiang said: "It's not that young man's mother. His son committed suicide by himself, but she always wants to come to us to ask for an explanation. She came here several times when Dad and you were away during the day, pestering people. It's very entangled—speaking of it, Dad, you have to be more careful in the future, don't be entangled by that crazy woman when you go out, it's troublesome."

He said, frowning slightly, his expression seemed a little bored: "The medical compensation of [-] yuan was awarded by the court after a series of trials, and we didn't ask them for it with red lips and white teeth. If you are not convinced, you should go to the court, what happened to our family?"

He muttered dissatisfiedly in a low voice: "It's not that we forced him to borrow usury, what does it have to do with us that his son jumped to his death?!"

Wang Huaxiang listened to Wang Qiang complaining dissatisfiedly at the other end, and it was rare that he didn't get involved and continued to add fuel and vinegar.His eyeballs moved slightly uneasily, and for some reason, there was always an indescribable unease pressing heavily on him at the moment, making him a little out of breath.

He looked at Wang Qiang, but something seemed to flash through his mind.The body leaning on the head of the bed suddenly leaned forward, sat up straight, and said to the other side with a very ugly face: "Ah Qiang, do we have a pair of white sneakers at home?"

Wang Qiang was slightly taken aback by the confusing question, raised his eyes to look at him in some puzzlement and said, "What white sneakers?"

Wang Huaxiang stretched out his hand and gestured: "It's pure white shoes. There is a black '23' printed on the heel, and the logo is printed on it. It looks like a person is playing ball." Looking at Wang Qiang, "Have you ever seen such shoes?"

Wang Qiang was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Oh, Dad, you mean those shoes." He nodded and said, "Of course I've seen those shoes -- your eldest grandson just wore those shoes two days ago when he came back from school. Come back, you forgot?"

Naturally, Wang Huaxiang didn't forget, but it was precisely because he didn't forget that he felt more and more uneasy at this moment.He looked at the direction of the other side and probed again, and asked anxiously, "When did you buy those shoes? Who of you bought them for him?"

Wang Qiang was a little dazed by Wang Huaxiang's series of questioning, rubbed his hands together in a strange way, looked over in a puzzled manner, smiled and said, "No, Dad, you look a little weird today... What's the matter? Is it because you are still not feeling well? Or wait for Xiao Min to finish the meal and you can continue to sleep after eating a little?"

Wang Huaxiang waved his hands impatiently at the proposal from the other end, with a stubborn expression on his face: "I'm asking you something, when did you buy those shoes?"

Wang Qiang didn't know what kind of medicine this old man took wrongly today, so he was so obsessed with a pair of shoes.But since the other side asked that question, he didn't want to hide it anymore, and said honestly to the other side: "The shoes are a famous brand, they cost thousands of dollars, how can I be willing to buy them?"

"Then—" Hearing what Wang Qiang said, Wang Huaxiang's heart beat faster, and strong anxiety began to gather densely in his mind.

On the other side, he couldn't feel the uneasiness here, with a smile on his face, as if recalling the scene of the day, he said calmly, "Isn't that the young man surnamed Wu? After the court made the verdict, we went over to press for the money several times, and they kept crying with us, so we got angry and found someone to move back all the slightly valuable things in his house, and prepared to pay them later. Find some channels to resell and sell it to get a little more."

"When you were moving things, your eldest grandson saw such a pair of shoes hidden in the boy's room like a treasure. It seemed that he was not willing to wear them once. Your eldest grandson liked them very much. The size seemed to be suitable, so he just bought them. It was taken away..."

Wang Qiang's words were soft and delicate, but Wang Huaxiang's heart suddenly sank when he heard it.For some reason, the last thing he saw when he completely lost consciousness flashed across his mind, which was exactly the same pair of white sneakers that they brought out from the young man surnamed Wu's house.

The messy thoughts floating in his mind made his face suddenly become a little ugly.

Although it's very possible that it's just a wrong look-or just a passerby who happened to be wearing the same style of sneakers.

It's just a pair of white sneakers, there are plenty of identical ones all over the street.This kind of coincidence couldn't be more common, and there was absolutely no need for him to be so inexplicably suspicious.

——But is it really such a coincidence?

Wang Qiang looked at Wang Huaxiang from the other side, his face turned blue and pale in an instant, as if he was infected by the uneasiness on the other side, and he couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "Hey, Dad, you What are you asking these for?"

The throat rolled slightly, but he still didn't say anything. He waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just ask."

He lifted the quilt again and sat up on the bed, stepped on his shoes, and walked slowly into the living room: "Why did Xiao Min waste so much time cooking a meal? Could it be that she wants to starve me to death?"

Looking at the back of the other side, Wang Qiang still felt that something was wrong, but the other side didn't say anything, and it was not easy for him as a son to press him, so he got up right behind him, and then left the room.

But at the moment when the two left, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the room with the windows tightly shut.The wind was blowing in all directions, rattling the fluttering white sandy curtains around the windows.

While the curtains were fluttering, a young man with a pale complexion suddenly appeared inside.

He lowered his head slightly, and his body felt an indescribably strange stiffness.

The man was wearing a cheap sportswear that had been washed and turned white, so the pair of brand new white sneakers on his feet were all the more conspicuous against the background of the clothes.

After a while, the man who had been lowering his head finally raised his head slightly, and saw that his eyes, which were just empty before, were now looking at the direction of Wang Huaxiang and Wang Chao's departure, and there was a sudden burst of chills in them. The cold shadows come.

Although Ye Changsheng knew that there were certain things that he was destined to escape, but after thinking about it, he never thought that this fate would come so soon.

Looking at the woman whose eyes were swollen from crying for a long time and whose face was pale and numb, Ye Changsheng sighed slightly, then looked down at the photo of the big boy smiling brightly in his hand, cough He let out a sigh and then asked slowly: "So this Ms. Feng, what kind of help do you want from me?"

The woman slowly raised her head and glanced at Ye Changsheng, her voice was a little dry, and her voice was hoarse: "This is my son... not long ago, for some reason, he left me and his father, One committed suicide by jumping off a building."

Ye Changsheng moved his fingers slightly, but he could only say calmly for a long time: "The deceased has passed away, Ms. Feng, please pass on my condolences."

The woman on the other end nodded numbly, as if she didn't hear what Ye Changsheng was saying at all, she just babbled to Ye Changsheng to herself: "On the day he died, the child's father went over to give him He didn’t let me follow the collected corpse, he was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to bear it.”

"But how can I not follow? That's my only child. Now that he's dead, can't I, as a mother, have no way to see his last face? He won't let me go, so I will follow him secretly. Run after him—"

The woman murmured softly, as if recalling something, she couldn't help trembling all over, and her eyes quickly turned red again: "I saw his dead body. I fell from such a high roof, half He has lost his head. He is lying limply on the ground, and he doesn't look at all like my little Fan who has been active and active since he was a child, and he doesn't want to rest for a moment."

Her voice was not excited, but the thick sadness poured down slowly from word to word, making one feel a little heavy.

Ye Changsheng poured a glass of water and pushed it towards the other end. The woman was stunned, reached out to take the water glass, thanked her in a low voice, then held the water glass in her hand and said in a low voice: "From that day on, I dream about my little Fan every day. He is such a kid who loves to laugh. After the incident last year, he never smiled again.

In the dream, he kept crying and asking me 'Mom, is it wrong to do good deeds', I wanted to talk every time, but I didn't know how to answer. "

The woman held the water glass tightly, and her voice was hoarse: "I have taught children since childhood to respect the old and love the young, and to be brave. To be a person, you must be kind-but what's the use of being kind? In this society, bad people always It’s better to live more comfortably than a good person! My son obviously saved someone, and what he did was a good thing, so why did he end up like this in the end!”

Ye Changsheng looked deeply at the opposite woman whose voice was already a little sad at the end, and asked in a low voice for a while: "So what? What does Ms. Feng want me to do?——Punish those ungrateful people for you and your son Bad guys, and those usury murderers who forced your son to death?"

When the woman heard Ye Changsheng's words, her eyes trembled suddenly, the quilt in her hand was not held firmly, and even the water inside slightly splashed out.

She looked up at Ye Changsheng, her face seemed to be deeply shaken, but after a while, she still pursed her lips tightly and shook her head slowly.

"No, that's not what I want."

She lowered her eyes again, and her voice was slightly astringent: "Although in my dreams, I wanted to kill those beasts with my own hands countless times, and wanted to force those ungrateful things to kneel down. Kowtow in front of my son's grave to admit his mistake... But no matter what, Ye Tianshi should not let you intervene in these matters. This is our family's hatred, and no one else should be involved. "

"Although it may be very difficult, one year, two years, ten years. But as long as I am still alive, I will never give up." She looked at Ye Changsheng again, her lips trembled slightly, and said, "I want It is another matter to ask the Celestial Master for help."

"I want to see Xiao Fan again."

When the woman said this, tears welled up, and her voice, which had been trying her best to maintain her calm, suddenly trembled: "He left too suddenly, really too suddenly. I still have a lot to say to him , Have I had time to see him for the last time... He said he left happily, but let me and his father suffer here, how heartless he is! "

Speaking of this, the tears finally kept falling down: "Ye Tianshi, I have no other request, just this one. The day after tomorrow is July and a half, maybe this is my only chance, I just ask Tianshi If you can kindly help me, my wish will come true."

Ye Changsheng sighed slightly in his heart again, tapped his fingers on the table, and said slowly: "Yes, yes, but you have to declare in advance, my fees have never been very cheap."

The woman's eyelids moved, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on her face for a moment, but the hesitation on her face didn't last long.Immediately afterwards, her eyes were suddenly fixed, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her head to look at Ye Changsheng, gritted her teeth and nodded, "Don't worry, Ye Tianshi, as long as I can fulfill my wish, it will be fine." It’s a waste of money, and I’m sure I’ll send you the rewards.”

Ye Changsheng raised his eyelids and looked at her slightly: "As far as I know, in order to repay the usury, Ms. Feng's family may have sold out all the things that could be sold long ago?" Indifferently, "If you continue to torment, I'm afraid Ms. Feng will have to sell her kidneys and blood."

As if she was taken into consideration by the other end, the woman's face became more embarrassing, her hands were twisted on the corners of her clothes, and she looked a little distressed.

She was expecting Ai Ai for a while, but she tried her best to say: "Don't worry, Ye Tianshi, no matter what, I'm sure—"

Ye Changsheng glanced at that head lightly, and suddenly smiled: "As long as your son is a little bit conscientious, he should know in his heart how sorry his death is for his parents who were left behind by him. Tell me, if You guys met after taking him, and he knows that this last chance was bought by your parents selling your kidneys and blood, can he really go to reincarnation with peace of mind?"

The woman's face paled slightly at Ye Changsheng's words, and she was stunned. Her eyes were red again, her lips trembled slightly, and she seemed a little helpless: "But, but... But it's not like this..."

Ye Changsheng glanced down at the woman, stood up suddenly, pulled out a stack of talisman papers from the box, and handed them over.

The woman was startled, and took the paper talisman: "This is—?"

"Thousand paper cranes, can you fold them?" Ye Changsheng sat back on the sofa again, tilting his head slightly to look at her and asked.

The woman clenched the stack of talisman papers and nodded quickly: "I can fold the simplest ones."

"That's fine." Ye Changsheng said with a smile, "Here are a thousand pieces of talisman paper, and all of them must be folded before the night after tomorrow. After folding, send all the paper cranes here to me. We will pay for it." Even if it's clear."

When the woman heard this, her eyes widened in surprise: "Well, how can this be done—?"

"Why not?" Ye Changsheng's eyes were curved, and the black pupils flickered with tiny light. When he spoke, there was a light smile in his voice, "Or you can't do it? Then there is no way."

When the woman heard what Ye Changsheng said, her expression suddenly became excited: "No, no, no, I can definitely do it! Is it before the night after tomorrow? Don't worry, Ye Tianshi, I will definitely finish all the folds."

Ye Changsheng looked at the look on the other side, and nodded slightly: "Well, since you can be sure, there is no problem."

Looking at the time, it was already close to twelve o'clock. He got up and sent the woman out of the house. Seeing the figure on the other side disappear before his eyes, he dragged his steps back to sit on the sofa in the living room.

He Jiuzhong came out of the bedroom, leaned against the wall and looked at Ye Changsheng who was lying in the living room with a smile that was not a smile, a faint joke flickered in his scarlet eyes: "Changsheng, it seems that our premonition seems to be overwhelmed again. Confirmed? This is the first time, huh?"

Ye Changsheng lay on the sofa and waved his hands feebly. The calm look on his face when he was treating guests just now was completely replaced by a sad expression on his face.

He casually picked up a pillow and put it in his arms, his eyes blinked, and endless melancholy flowed between his brows.His voice was deep, with a little sigh, murmured: "Don't talk, my head hurts."

Seeing Ye Changsheng's appearance, He Jiuzhong couldn't help laughing lowly, walked up to him and sat down, stretched out his arms to hug him into his arms and sat facing him, and glanced down at his current life. With a pitiful appearance, her lips curled into a slight arc, and then she leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose lightly.

After being intimate with him for a while, feeling the feeling of their breath blending together, He Jiuzhong looked down at Ye Changsheng and suddenly asked: "And the talisman paper you gave that woman before, what is that?"

Ye Changsheng blinked, and said as a matter of course: "It's the talisman paper used to fold thousand origami cranes, otherwise what else could it be?"

He Jiuzhong raised his eyebrows and didn't allow the other end to make jokes: "A thousand pieces of talisman paper to make a thousand paper cranes - what do you need so many thousand paper cranes for? You are not the first to let the living and the dead meet." This is the first time I've done it, why haven't I seen you tossing about these things before?"

Ye Changsheng scratched his hair, looked at him very sincerely and said, "Actually, I always want it, but I always get lazy so I just forget about it."

Although it is obvious at first glance that he is a rascal who doesn't write drafts, but in He Jiuzhong's eyes, he still feels that the other end is cute no matter how you look at it, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly because of dryness. He stared at him and asked :"What is the use?"

Ye Changsheng thought for a while, tilted his head, and said solemnly: "Add a touching reunion atmosphere?"

He Jiuzhong looked at the serious look on the other end, finally couldn't hold back anymore, and smiled softly while leaning on his shoulder.

The warm breath slowly passed through the shoulders, making people feel a little hot and itchy.Ye Changsheng endured the numbness brought by a smile on his shoulder, reached out and inserted his hand into the black hair, and gently waved it a few times, for a while, sighed lowly, A little worried: "What should we do, Mr. He. If this continues, I think we really won't be able to afford a house."

He Jiuzhong gently held Ye Changsheng's waist, buried his head on the side of his neck, and even breathed lazily: "Well, it doesn't matter. If you can't afford it, I will buy it for you in the future."

The first time Ye Changsheng heard that He Jiuzhong offered to make money to support him, he couldn't help being flattered for a moment, blinked his eyes several times, and said with a little excitement, "How are you going to make money?"

The tip of He Jiuzhong's nose lightly rubbed against the side of his fair neck, his smile was blocked and he seemed a little bored: "Isn't it already written in the criminal law, just follow the one that brings the fastest money."

Ye Changsheng was silent for a while: "Rob the bank?"

He Jiu nodded his head, and the expression that could be glimpsed from the side face turned out to be a bit serious.

Ye Changsheng hesitated for a moment: "This is not very good..."

He Jiuzhong raised his head slightly and looked at him: "What if I'm very sure that I won't leave any traces on the surveillance, and will never cause any other adverse effects on us?"

Ye Changsheng's face visibly shook, and he remained silent for a while, then shook his head weakly, struggling with his desire: "This is wrong."

He Jiuzhong: "From now on, we can eat and drink well, without having to work so hard?"

Ye Changsheng felt that his sanity was crumbling: "But, but—"

He Jiuzhong let out a low laugh, put away his smile again, nodded and stared at Ye Changsheng, and said, "Well, since you don't want to, then forget it. You're right, the most important thing in life is to obey Law-abiding and down-to-earth.”

Ye Changsheng: "..."

I didn't say that.I don't.

He Jiuzhong: "Come on."

Ye Changsheng tried his best to squeeze a bright and unaffected smile from his face: "...um."