After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

In just a few minutes, the fire rapidly expanded.As soon as Fang Qian grabbed the ring, the fire reached the fifth floor.The corridor was full of black smoke, Fang Qian could barely open his eyes, and his throat was full of hot smoke. He lay on the ground, lowered his body, and crawled to the escape route based on his memory.

Just then, he heard a call.

At the other end of the thick smoke, someone was calling his name, and that voice sounded very much like Zhang Yan.

Fang Qian stopped immediately.

No, it can't be Zhang Yan. How could Zhang Yan appear here?

But what if Zhang Yan really came to look for him?Fang Qian glanced at the escape route not far away, gritted his teeth, and plunged into the thick smoke again.

"Zhang Yan!" He called out, followed by a burning pain in his throat and lungs.Even the floor beneath him became hot.

After inhaling too much poisonous gas, the suffocation became more and more serious, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. The smoke blocked all his vision, and he no longer knew where he was or where he should escape.

Fang Qian clenched the ring in his palm, a heart-piercing pain exploded in his chest.

Could it be that we will never see Zhang Yan again?

He hasn't apologized to him yet, hasn't told him that he wants to be with him forever.

Just then, a hand grabbed him.

The familiar voice said in his ear: "Go!"

In the haze, a pair of powerful arms picked him up from the ground, and walked forward half dragging and half hugging.

Zhang Yan!He wanted to call his name, but his consciousness became heavier and heavier, so he could only tightly hold the hands of the people around him.

As soon as the two of them got out of the gate, Fang Qian's assistant ran over immediately. She called Fang Qian's name repeatedly outside the ambulance with tears streaming down her face, but was driven away by the medical staff on the grounds that "the car can't fit so many people" .

Zhang Yan wanted to leave, but Fang Qian, who was in a coma, held his hand tightly and refused to let go, so they got into the car together.

The ambulance started to move, and as soon as the adrenaline surged, the burnt parts of the body immediately ached. After taking a few breaths, the throat and lungs were already uncomfortable.

The car suddenly bumped, and a small silver circle fell out of Fang Qian's palm.

This is the ring he gave Fang Qian.Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, it was for this ring that he...

Fang Qian, who was in a coma, suddenly frowned, and his lips kept opening and closing under the oxygen mask. Zhang Yan leaned over to listen, and it took him a while to hear clearly that he said "don't go".

Unable to stop his heart softening, he held Fang Qian's hand back, coaxing him gently, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

The young man seemed to have heard his words, finally relaxed his brows, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Fang Qian's injury was not serious, but he inhaled too much smoke, his throat and lungs were injured and he needed to recuperate for a while.The next day when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Yan lying on the side, his head bit by bit like a chicken pecking rice. It seemed that he had guarded him all night, and the soot on his face hadn't been wiped off yet. , which would look like an African.

Fang Qian saw Xi Shi in his lover's eyes, and thought that Zhang Yan was more handsome than Xiao Li, so he couldn't help touching his resolute profile.

Zhang Yan woke up suddenly: "Fang Qian?"

"Sorry." Fang Qian withdrew his hand like an electric shock, "I woke you up." After speaking, he realized that his voice was terribly hoarse, and his throat hurt terribly every time he said a word.

When it was over, he covered his neck, thinking that my voice wouldn't be ruined, would Zhang Yan dislike my voice?

"Hush——" Zhang Yan gestured nervously to silence: "Don't talk, the doctor said your throat is fine, you just need to rest."

Fang Qian blinked his eyes, nodded, grabbed his hand, and wrote the word "mobile phone" in his palm.

Zhang Yan immediately understood what he meant, and took the phone over.

Fang Qian opened the notepad and quickly typed a line with his fingers.

【Thank you for saving me】

Zhang Yan scratched his head in embarrassment. Fang Qian was not angry, but he was very happy.

Fang Qian continued to type [I miss you very much]

Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then said softly: "Me too." He took out the silver ring from his pocket: "You went backstage just for it?"

Fang Qian's pale face was flushed all of a sudden, a flash of shyness flashed in his night-black eyes, and he nodded after a while.

Zhang Yan sighed, grabbed his hand, and carefully put on the ring for him: "Don't do such a stupid thing next time."

[Sorry] He continued typing [I shouldn't have said that, forgive me, please? 】Fang Qian threw the phone aside and nervously grabbed Zhang Yan's hand, as if afraid that he would leave suddenly.

But Zhang Yan shook his head, holding him firmly with strength: "It's my fault. I was too selfish from the beginning to the end, and didn't consider your feelings."

Fang Qian's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, and he looked like a pitiful kitten.

"Zhang Yan..." He tried his best to say in a hoarse voice, "Stay here, I don't care about what happened in the past, really..."

Zhang Yan sighed, reached out and touched Fang Qian's face: "As long as you don't find me annoying, I will never leave again, really."

The young man shook his head quickly, and hugged him with great strength, as if trying to embed each other together.

Zhang Yan was so hugged that he couldn't breathe, so he had to joke: "Okay, let me go, I'm about to suffocate."

In the next few days, Chenhai's news kept scrolling and broadcasting fires, floods, landslides and other accidents that occurred in many places in the city at the same time.

A heavy rain finally doused the raging flames.Due to the timely evacuation, only a few people were slightly injured, and no one died, which is considered a blessing in misfortune.

The monsters from all over the place were repelled by the monks who arrived one after another, and it was unknown where they were lurking.

Although the headquarters has been preserved, the former garden is also in disarray.When Zhang Yan stepped into the special office again, the small building had already been cut in half, and the ruins looked particularly miserable.

There were a few broken hands and feet on the ground, and it was shocking to see.He circumvented carefully and grabbed a passing Taoist priest; "Senior Brother Wang, where is Yin An?"

Wang Xiaoming raised his chin in the direction of the half building: "It's still in the reference room."

Zhang Yan immediately ran all the way into the reference room.

Yin An was lying on a temporary cot, his coat was torn, and there were a few bloodstains on his face.

Zhang Yan ran over immediately: "Yin An, are you okay?"

The boy got up in a jerk: "I'm fine. It's all skin trauma."

"It's still like this." Zhang Yan talked about him, but in his heart he felt that the child had really grown up.

"By the way," Yin An rolled his eyes and hooked his fingers to signal Zhang Yan to bend down.

Zhang Yan bent down: "Why?"

Yin An whispered in his ear: "I seem to see the face of that boss."

Zhang Yan's eyes widened: "Are you serious?"

"hold head high."

"Then why don't you tell..." He was interrupted by Yin An before he finished speaking: "Shhh—" The young man looked around vigilantly: "Brother, be gentle!"

Zhang Yan lowered his voice: "Who is it?"

"Cang Yu, remember?"

"Didn't he come from Penglai to help you? I heard he went back a long time ago?"

"That's right. At first I also suspected that my eyes were dazzled..." Yin An rarely frowned, "But my eyes have never made a mistake. Speaking of which, among so many people, he and I are the only ones who truly love each other. I have been in contact with it, and I will never mistake that breath."

If he is the mastermind behind it, then possessing a forbidden technique that can turn living souls into monsters can also be explained.

Zhang Yan was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Whether it is him, we will know in due time."

After leaving the special office, Zhang Yan went straight back to his apartment, but was surprised to find a slender figure leaning against the door.

He was stunned: "Fang Qian? Your body..."

Fang Qian's voice was still a little hoarse: "It's fine." He took off his sunglasses and looked at him complainingly, "Just left without saying a word, I thought you were going to disappear again."

Zhang Yan's eyes flickered for a moment: "I saw you fell asleep—"

Fang Qian raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I know you are busy. Zhang is very busy, how long are you going to stand at the door?"

Zhang Yan quickly took out the key to open the door, led the person into the room, took Fang Qian's coat and hung it on the hanger, and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Fang Qian shook his head and raised his left hand towards him.

Zhang Yan immediately saw the silver ring on his middle finger, and blushed suddenly: "Why do you wear the ring on your left hand..."

Seeing him shy, Fang Qian pursed his lips and smiled: "Because I've made up my mind to depend on someone for the rest of my life."

Zhang Yan was a little moved, but also a little worried: "Is it okay? People will see it."

Fang Qian said nonchalantly: "What's the point? You can take it off temporarily if necessary, and then put it on again.".

His words sounded very reasonable, Zhang Yan was speechless after being refuted

"Or—" Fang Qian bullied, "You don't want to live with me for the rest of your life?"

"Of course." Zhang Yan blushed even more, "Of course I wanted to."

Hearing what he said, the smile on Fang Qian's face continued to expand. He put his hands on his shoulders, moved his body closer, and stuck to Zhang Yan's ear and said, "Then don't ever leave me, okay?"

The body under the palm froze, Zhang Yan nodded, and answered honestly: "Okay."

His ears were red and hot, and the red spread all the way to the back of his neck. Fang Qian couldn't help but soften his heart, lowered his head and kissed his neck, and then followed the firm line of his jaw upwards. Little by little, like a pilgrimage, it finally landed on the man's lips.

The two pairs of eyes finally landed together, reflecting each other in their eyes.

Zhang Yan's eyes are big and energetic, the pupils of the eyes are dark, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the two thick eyebrows fly into the temples obliquely, always showing heroic and vigor.Whether he smiles or is angry, he is always like a little sun, emitting light and heat, making people want to get close to him.

He held Zhang Yan's face in both hands and looked straight into his eyes: "Zhang Yan?"

"Ok?"

"You won't lie to me, will you?"

Zhang Yan didn't realize that he had already entered the pit: "That's right."

Fang Qian showed a persuasive smile: "Where have you been for the past two months?"