After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Beneath the blood and dust was a haunting face.

The young man has a pair of peach blossom eyes, a narrow and delicate nose, a slightly thin upper lip, and a plump lower lip. Even when he is not smiling, he looks like a smile, which is too soft. Fortunately, the slanting sword eyebrows and the tall and straight nose bridge are in harmony. This kind of femininity made the whole face present a kind of balanced beauty. If he hadn't put on a straight face and pretended to be paralyzed at the moment, he should have instantly killed all the female creatures within a hundred meters.

Zhang Yan suddenly realized, no wonder this man looks so familiar, isn't this the popular young student Fang Qian who frequently appeared on the screen recently?

Just now, I checked Weibo on the bus and saw the news that Fang Qian and the crew had a disagreement, and in a blink of an eye the protagonist was sitting in front of him.

what on earth is it?How could a hot celebrity run to a village in the city and fall in front of him?

Tens of thousands of conjectures flashed through Zhang Yan's mind, but he still had no clue.

Fang Qian nodded to the expectant doctor, took the prescription pad and pen that the female doctor tore off casually, signed his name on it in a fluttering manner, and when he handed it back, he specially told: "Don't tell others about my came."

The female doctor happily accepted the signature and nodded vigorously.

Zhang Yan saw that it was almost here and was ready to run. As soon as he opened his legs, Fang Qian gave him a cold look.

Seeing that his intention was detected, Zhang Yan quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Then what, someone has to pay for it."

Fang Qian stood up: "I'll go with you."

It was true that Zhang Yan paid the money, and it was true that he left after rubbing oil on the soles of his feet. It was just that Fang Qian was so vigilant, so he had to leave with a bitter face and take the oil bottle with him.

The doctor handed the bill to Zhang Yan, looked at the two of them, with a subtle look on his face that wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

When Zhang Yan looked at the numbers on the bill, his face was wrinkled as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis. Reluctantly, he took out the card from his wallet, paid for the emergency and medical expenses, and then went to the window to get the money. After taking the oral medicine, the culprit who cost him money stood behind him expressionlessly, showing no intention of reimbursement.

Isn't he a big star?Why do ordinary people like me have to pay for this little money?

Countless news headlines flashed before Zhang Yan's eyes, such as "A good young man in China, but he was blackmailed for helping others" and "The poor young man was brave enough to do justice, but was relied on by a star", and he complained incessantly.

He stuffed the medicine into Fang Qian's hand: "Brother, the illness has been taken care of, and you are fine, why don't we just leave?"

Fang Qian shook his head: "No."

The night wind in the early morning gave Zhang Yan a headache: "Why?"

Fang Qian looked at him deeply: "Because we are already married."

What? !Zhang Yan jumped a step away as if he had seen a ghost.

The first thought: When did he marry Fang Qian?Why doesn't he know? !

Second thought: When did China allow same-sex marriage? !

The third thought: Fang Qian must be out of his mind! !

If Fang Qian's brain is broken, there are good reasons. After all, the other party just fell from upstairs more than an hour ago, and he hit the head first.

But except for the questionable part of the dead body turning into a living person, Fang Qian looked very sober again, not as if he had knocked out his brain.

Zhang Yan looked around in a panic. Today's emergency room is very peaceful, except for the aunt who collects money at the window and the little nurse at the medical guidance desk.

He pulled Fang Qian over and lowered his voice: "Brother, I know you've been out of your mind today. Sometimes you say that someone is chasing you, and sometimes you say that we are married. In this way, you listen to me and give it to your agent." Or the assistant can make a call and ask them to send someone to pick you up, and then you go home and have a good rest for two days, I promise you will forget about tonight's affairs in minutes. Don't worry, I will never say anything about these things. "

Zhang Yan is tall, and his hands are naturally strong. Of course, Fang Qian was hurt by this grab, but Fang Qian didn't even frown, his eyes stayed on Zhang Yan's hand holding him, as if he was a little obsessed His touch was like a touch, until Zhang Yan let go of his hand and said calmly: "I can prove it."

prove?how to prove?Could it be that he had to show his marriage certificate on the spot?The Celestial Dynasty did not pass the same-sex marriage law!

Zhang Yan didn't want to pay attention to this mad man at all. Unexpectedly, Fang Qian made a strange gesture with his right hand, and tapped Zhang Yan's forehead with lightning speed.

Before Zhang Yan could react, a bit of coolness quickly spread from the center of his brows to his whole body, making him shiver in the hot breath of August.

"What are you doing..." Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yan noticed the abnormalities around him.

All the sounds disappeared in an instant, and the world was terribly silent. He opened his eyes wide, and was surprised to find that the scenery in front of him had lost color and turned into black and white. There was only a red line floating in the air without support, loosely Surrounding the two,

Zhang Yan looked along the line in amazement, and saw that one end of the red line was tied to the ring finger of his left hand, and it was loosely wound twice.

He quickly shook his hand, but the red line was not affected at all.Unwilling to give up, Zhang Yan tried to tear off the red thread with his hands, but found that his right hand could not grasp the thread at all.

He really saw a ghost, he immediately pinched himself, it hurts, it's not a dream, but everything in front of him is completely beyond his comprehension.

Fang Qian's cold and deep voice rang out: "You can't get on, don't try in vain."

Zhang Yan looked up, Fang Qian raised his left hand, and the other end of the red thread was impressively wrapped around his slender ring finger.

"This... what's going on?!"

"This is the marriage line between you and me. As I said, we are already married." Fang Qian said lightly.

"Liar! How can people see the red line." Zhang Yan yelled angrily.

He first saw a dead man come back to life in front of him, and then the man told him that they were married, and then showed him the red line between them.

Shouldn't this be a plot that only exists in ghost novels?How could it happen to him? !What the hell is going on in this world?

Compared to his desperation, Fang Qian was very calm from the beginning to the end: "I temporarily opened the spiritual vision for you, so you can see it."

Vision?What the hell is that?Zhang Yan took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down and look around.

They are still in the hospital, but it is not the same hospital as before.

The lobby was empty, and the toll collectors and nurses behind the counter had disappeared. Not only that, but the place was so cold that it made people shiver, which was not the temperature that should be at night in August.

A translucent pale figure with an indifferent face entered the emergency room through the glass door. It seemed that it could not see them, and it floated faintly past them. Lost all the way on the passing track, and gradually disappeared as he went away.

What he saw was not a scene in the world.

"Do you believe me now?" Fang Qian asked.

Zhang Yanxin nodded in fear. Now there is no better way than to trust Fang Qian. If he gets angry and doesn't get himself back, wouldn't it be completely ruined?

He swallowed hard, and said weakly: "I believe in you. Turn off my spiritual vision."

Fang Qian nodded in satisfaction, and nodded again between his eyebrows, the temperature around him rose rapidly.

The sound of the pulleys being pushed by the hospital bed, the rustling of paper pages, the buzzing of the air conditioner... The hospital was filled with all kinds of subtle and disturbing sounds.But at this moment, this voice made Zhang Yan feel inexplicably at ease.

The little nurse gave them a strange look. These two handsome guys seemed to have been standing in the hall for a long time.

Although the picture of them together is quite pleasing to the eye.She secretly added a sentence in her heart.

Zhang Yan was so frightened that he completely lost his temper. He held him helplessly: "Come home with me first."

Fang Qian nodded, obediently let him hold hands, and returned to Zhang Yan's nest in the village in the city.

Zhang Yan is unemployed at home, living on meager savings, and the rented house is naturally very shabby, a single apartment of about [-] square meters, with a kitchen, toilet and no living room, where he eats and sleeps in the same room.

Zhang Yan turned on the light, tidied up casually, placed the great god on the sofa, and asked, "What would you like to drink? Tea or coffee? I don't have any other drinks here."

Fang Qian glanced at him with dark eyes, and said briefly: "Tea."

Zhang Yan then dug out the tea that he hadn't drunk for a long time, brewed a cup of Tieguanyin and handed it to Fang Qian, and poured himself another cup, ignoring Fang Qian's subtle look of disgust, he drank a couple of sips.

Bitterness spread on the tip of the tongue, and the roller coaster-like heartbeat of the night slowly eased.

He is a man with a big heart, who has suffered too many shocks, but his nerves are numb. He pulled over the chair and sat in front of Fang Qian: "Now, should you explain the cause and effect to me? You are not Fang Qian. Bar?"

Zhang Yan doesn't know Fang Qian, but Fang Qian is a much-anticipated star. He made his debut at the age of 17 and was admitted to Chenhai Drama Academy. He became popular last year. He just passed his 23rd birthday. On his birthday, he posted Zhang Yan's Weibo screen.

Such a person whose every move is under the spotlight, if he has supernatural powers, he would have been thoroughly picked up by the all-pervasive media long ago.Looking back, if Fang Qian is a superpower, it is too late to keep a low profile and escape the fate of being dissected by scientists, how could he choose to be a star.

The person in front of him didn't hide what he meant, and nodded: "I'm not Fang Qian, my name is He Lanjue."

"He Lanjue?" Upon hearing the name, Zhang Yan immediately retorted as if grasping at straws, "I've never heard of this name before, so it's impossible for me to marry you."

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously glanced at his left hand. There seemed to be nothing at the ring finger, but there was a slender but unbreakable red thread actually connected there.

"It's true that you haven't seen me in this life," He Lanjue said slowly, staring at him with pitch-black eyes, "but you were my Taoist partner in your previous life, and you made a contract with me, and the imprint was engraved on your On top of your soul, it will not perish with your reincarnation, so I can find you."

Zhang Yan interrupted him: "Wait!" What Taoist companion?What reincarnation?Did the plot jump too fast? !Could it be that he ran into a certain Tanmei cultivation novel?

He pointed at himself and He Lanjue in disbelief: "You mean, I was married to you in the previous life?"

He Lanjue nodded.