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Fang Xia closed the laptop with a snap, and looked back at Fu Jin stiffly.

Fu Jin's eyes stayed on the hand holding the notebook for a while, and then looked at Xia Xia with a guilty look, thought for a while, and said, "Not bad, quite interesting."

Fu Jin wasn't angry because she secretly painted him, but Fang Xia couldn't relax because of it.

The deduction just now is still stirring in my heart. The person I suspect to like is standing behind the chair he is sitting on at the moment, looking down at himself, which makes Fang Xia very nervous and guilty.

I was nervous because I was afraid that Fu Jin would see the slightest bit of my thoughts, and if the other party got angry because of this, they might not be able to get along as friends in the future.A guilty conscience means that Fu Jin is ignorant of his inappropriate thoughts and has no defenses. Fu Jin regards him as a friend, but he misses him. This kind of unreasonable attitude makes him have no confidence in facing Fu Jin. .

no!Hold on tight!Can't let Fu Jin see it!If it was exposed at this time, Fu Jin might never talk to him again!And... and the matter is not yet confirmed, it is only a suspected liking at the moment, maybe he just likes Fu Jin purely as a friendship.

Fang Xia swallowed, trying to appear calm, but her eyes unconsciously avoided Fu Jin, drifted to the side, and landed on the three copper coins at the corner of the desk.The three copper coins were given to him by Geng Shudan in the tutorial on the technique of controlling ghosts. According to the instructions in the tutorial, they were magic weapons used to form a pact with ghosts.

"Cough! That painting... I, I just drew it for fun." Fang Xia explained to Fu Jin in a low voice the Q-version line draft on the computer just now.

"Well, I'm not angry." Fu Jin looked at Fang Xia suspiciously.

He didn't mean to blame Fang Xia, he had already praised him before.According to Fang Xia's temperament, after hearing the praise, he should start to groan, what's wrong with his ecstatic appearance now?

"Are you uncomfortable?" Fu Jin asked.

"No." Fang Xia shook his head.

"Anything on your mind?"

"No, no, no, not at all!" Fang Xia shook his head violently.

"..." It seems that there is something on his mind.

Fu Jin waited for a while, but saw that Fang Xia's body shrunk on the chair became more and more stiff, but she didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

"When you want to talk, talk to me. I can be yours at any time... um, tree hole? Is that what you said?" Fu Jin said.

Fang Xia's eyes wandered back, he glanced at Fu Jin secretly, and then nodded indiscriminately.

Fu Jin walked to the desk for a hundred years, put the ghost-controlling tutorial in his hand back on the table, and casually picked up a magazine that Fang Xia had just bought recently, turned around and returned to the small solid wood table by the French window, opened it and read it .

Fang Xia breathed a sigh of relief, sniffed, and lightly sniffed the cold fragrance remaining in the air, which was the smell of Fu Jin.When in the soul state, you can only faintly smell it if you don't touch it, but in the physical state, the smell is much more obvious.It smells clean and cold, just like Fu Jin's impression.

Fang Xia opened the laptop again, and stared at the Q version of Fu Jin on the screen, completely unintentionally drawing.

He has never been in a relationship, and he has never been tempted by anyone. He has no experience in judging what kind of liking is the standard for surpassing friendship and stepping into the favorite.He probably knew that his liking for Fu Jin was different from the others.He is particularly sensitive to Fu Jin's emotional ups and downs, but not to Hou Chaoqing; he likes to see Fu Jin showing a happy expression, even if it is only a little bit, he will be happy, but not to Hou Chaoqing; He would feel guilty for doing something wrong, but if it was Hou Chaoqing - he would probably slap his head and feel that his brain is sick.

However, does this mean that he has a heart-to-heart liking for Fu Jin?Fang Xia didn't know.

He's not good at things like feelings at all, if only feelings could be as simple as fighting.Fight with someone, if you win, you like it, if you lose, you don’t like it, you don’t have to think about anything, the fist decides the final result, how wonderful!

Fang Xia touched the three copper coins on the table, and started to count the copper coins silently like a bewilderment.

Like...dislike...like.

Like...dislike...like.

Like...dislike...like.

Picking up the three copper coins from the table again, Fang Xia felt stupid.Three copper coins, I like the beginning, count to the last one, I want to know I like it, what a fart!

He casually stuffed the three copper coins into his pocket, patted his cheeks with both hands, and raised his spirits a little.

Regarding the question of whether you like it or not, even if you think about cerebral hemorrhage now, you may not be able to get the right answer, so it is better to postpone it for now and think about it later.His view of love is extreme and rigid, or it can be said to be stubborn, he has decided that one is this one, and he doesn't want to make a hasty decision.Especially when the other party was Fu Jin, he didn't want to be so casual.

"Draw pictures, draw pictures..." Fang Xia muttered, touching his notebook again.

First save the Q version of Fu Jin, and then open the memo to read the requirements for a few illustrations, think for a while, pick up the pen and start to sketch slowly.

Although it is said that the relationship problem is put aside for the time being, this kind of thing cannot be done by talking to oneself. Fang Xia has been tossing around for an afternoon, and he only completed a sketch. Compared with his usual efficiency, it is a big discount up.

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, Fang Xia got up and stretched, planning to wash and tidy up before taking Fu Jin out for dinner.

And at this moment, Fang Xia's cell phone rang suddenly.

Fang Xia glanced at it, and the caller showed that it was Fat Monkey.

Could it be that this guy didn't get a result on Penguin, so he called here to continue gossiping about him?However, Hou Chaoqing was going to attend the class reunion, and they were about to prepare dinner at this point, so why call him when they have time?

Thinking about it, Fang Xia reached out to pick up the phone and answered the call.

"Hello? Fat Monkey..."

Before Fang Xia could finish speaking, Hou Chaoqing sobbed from the other end of the phone.

"Fang Xia, woo... I finally got through the phone..." Hou Chaoqing's voice trembled with tears.

"What's the matter?" Fang Xia immediately put away his lazy expression, and asked quickly.

Hou Chaoqing is usually silly and happy. Fang Xia has known him for four years, but he has never seen why he cried.Hearing Hou Chaoqing's cry, Fang Xia knew something must have happened.

"I don't know, I accompanied a classmate of mine to pick up things from the car in the parking lot, and then passed out as soon as we got out of the elevator in the parking lot. When we woke up, we were in a ruined building." Hou Chaoqing There was obvious fear in the trembling voice, "Then...then...we will never be able to get out..."

Fang Xia's expression became serious, he walked to Fu Jin's side, and pressed the hands-free button.

"We have been trapped inside for more than an hour. I called the police, but they couldn't get through. I got through after calling your number..." Hou Chaoqing sniffed, "Fang Xia, please call the police for me." Police..."

"Calling the police is useless." Fu Jin said.

"Ah?" Hou Chaoqing was confused, "Why is it useless to call the police? And who are you?"

Hou Chaoqing didn't understand Fu Jin's meaning, but Fang Xia understood that what happened to Hou Chaoqing might not be something ordinary people can handle.

"Send me your location, and I'll go find you." Fang Xia said to Hou Chaoqing.

"Okay, I'll send you right away." After Hou Chaoqing finished speaking, he reminded him again, "Remember to call the police!"

After Fang Xia received Hou Chaoqing's point information, he dug out a stack of evil-suppressing charms from the drawer of the bedside table—these were drawn intermittently by him during this period, and they were randomly stuffed into his pocket. Then he pulled a pair of shoes and opened the door Just ran out in a gust of wind.

Fu Jin quickly changed from the physical state to the soul body, followed Fang Xia out of the room, closed the door for him, and caught up with Fang Xia downstairs in the apartment.

When they got downstairs, Fang Xia didn't go to the side of the road to stop the car immediately, but walked around downstairs in the community.

[What are you doing? ] After running back and forth with Fang Xia, Fu Jin asked.

"Looking for someone from the Geng family." Fang Xia replied.

Ever since Geng Chongmin came to look for him, there were always some Geng family members around him.Fang Xia didn't know many Geng family members, and he didn't know those people who were staring at him in the dark.However, Fu Jin has stayed in the Geng family for a long time, and he knows all the members of the Geng family in the mystic arts circle, because the Geng family members in the mystic arts circle will basically visit the Geng family's old house, and Fu Jin naturally knows these people well. up.As soon as they appeared around Fang Xia, Fu Jin recognized them.

He refused to go back to Geng's house with Geng Chongmin, at that time Geng Chongmin ended the conversation neatly, and even threw him on the side of the road, but that obviously didn't mean Geng Chongmin gave up, but the beginning of a tug-of-war.Those members of the Geng family didn't dare to be hard on him, so they found someone to watch him secretly.Maybe it was to find an opportunity to negotiate conditions with him, or maybe it was an attempt to control him in this way, the specifics are unknown.

Fang Xia originally just thought they were annoying, but they didn't get close and didn't do anything. If they were driven away, they would probably change to another group and keep watching, so they could only let them go.At least Fu Jin knew these people, and he was afraid that if he didn't know them, he wouldn't notice if he was stared at.However, now these annoying Geng family members just happened to be able to find help.

[What are you doing with the Geng family? ] Fu Jin asked.

"Help save Fat Monkey!" Fang Xia looked around and replied, "Ordinary people can't care about Fat Monkey. If Geng Shudan is not here, I will only draw an evil-repelling talisman. In the past, I just delivered food. It's not a fool. Don't the Geng family undertake all kinds of ghost hunting business? I can pay the entrustment fee and entrust this matter to them."

He doesn't like the Geng family, but it's about Hou Chaoqing's safety, now is not the time to get angry for personal reasons.

Fu Jin: [Their fees are not low. ]

Fang Xia: "How much?"

Fu Jin: […]

[You don't need to find them, I will help you. ] Fu Jin pursed her lips lightly.

He didn't like Fang Xia's troubles, but the first thing he thought of was other people.He hoped that Fang Xia could rely on him and seek his help immediately no matter what happened, so that he could hold him tightly and prevent him from running out of the circle he had drawn.

Fang Xia looked back at Fu Jin.

[You entrust them, did you ever think that they would refuse to accept the entrustment fee, and instead take the opportunity to ask you?You can't expect them to be as open as you are. ] Fu Jin paused for a moment, slowed down his speech a little, and said softly, [I can help you with this matter, you don't have to force yourself to contact them.Don't worry, nothing will happen if I'm here, let's go. ]

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Fang Xia: I like it... I don't like it... I like it.

Fu Jin: Yes.

Fang Xia: I like it... I don't like it... I like it.

Fu Jin: I see.

Fang Xia: I like it... I don't like it... I like it.

Fu Jin (blushing): This is an important thing to say three times, right?