Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Fu Tong felt that this wave of operations in the Monster Bureau could no longer be described as a show.

That is purely sick.

What normal place would accept new items at a time like Halloween?

Fu Tong couldn't help poking an emoji.

Smelly Shameless Fu Ergou: [I'm afraid you are not a bunch of idiots].jpg

Little White Rabbit: Sorry.

The white rabbit toffee is the best: Actually, we also feel that this time is a bit weird, but there is no way, the recruitment in the bureau is for the three realms and six realms, and many ghosts in the underworld can only be released on July [-]th. Indulging in studying for so long in the cold and cold environment just to take the exam, we have to take care of it.

The white rabbit toffee is the best: After all, we Longduzhiguang are friendly, excellent and understanding.

The white rabbit toffee is the best: [Socialism raises its chest and heads up].jpg

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong rubbed the center of his brows, too lazy to type, so he lowered his hands and sent a voice request.

The connection over there was almost instant, and the little white rabbit's voice was filled with anticipation: "Brother Tong, will you come on the day of Naxin?"

"Let's talk about this later, I have something to ask you before that."

Bai Tang's ears trembled: "Huh?"

Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds, and finally asked the question in his heart that had been puzzling for a long time: "Aren't you the Monster Bureau? Why do you even take care of ghost affairs?"

The microphone was silent for almost half a minute, and a message reminder appeared at the bottom of the call interface.

Fu Tongqie went over and found that it was a screenshot of an encyclopedia entry.

Entry name: Monster.

Interpretation: Supernatural life that exists in the heaven and earth other than humans and gods.

Classification: demon, demon, spirit, spirit, ghost, strange.

Fu Tong's eyes stopped on the final classification, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.

Bai Tang's voice also came out of the microphone, softly: "That's it. The full name of our bureau is actually the Monster, Elf and Ghost Bureau, but the name is too long to say and write, so we call it the Monster Bureau."

Fu Tong: "..."

Did I suffer from being uneducated for a long time?

Fu Tong sighed silently, he was as convinced as he could be for a while, and didn't want to say anything.

And the little white rabbit was still looking forward to it and nervous: "I can see a lot of ghosts when I am recruiting, and it's very interesting to talk to them. Brother Tong, can you come too?"

This was the third time he asked today, and there was a clear background sound in the middle.

Rao She: "Did the boss agree? If you don't agree, you'd be acting like a baby, come on!"

Fan Xiu: "Don't panic, don't worry, one must be calm in life, and only calm can be graceful, understand?"

Rao She: "Are you human?"

Xue Ling: "Shut up."

Fan Xiu: "Tell you to shut up, do you hear me? In fact, I think it's impossible for the boss to disagree. If you really disagree, Bai Tang, you will turn into your original form, act coquettishly, act cute, and then pretend to be pitiful. You will definitely... "

Xue Ling: "Shut up too."

Fan Xiu: "Tsk tsk tsk, what if I don't?"

After a loud noise, the world was suddenly quiet, probably suppressed by Xue Ling with force.

Fu Tong: "..."

Mr. Yazi's mood is very complicated, and Bai Tang also feels complicated.

Little White Rabbit has known them for so many years, and it was the first time that she realized that the heads of these people might be a little abnormal, she avoided the side in disgust, and asked the fourth time she came today—are you coming?

Fu Tong didn't want to struggle anymore, Wen Yan rubbed his eyebrows again: "...OK."

There was an instant clap of applause from the microphone, and four words in unison - well done!

Fu Tong was a little helpless and a little funny, let them make a fuss, hung up the phone and looked at Fu Qianyuan.

He is very dissatisfied.

And the culprit who caused his dissatisfaction was standing less than half a meter away from him, smiling at him gently.

return.

Have.

face.

laugh?

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes: "Hello."

"Ok?"

Fu Qianyuan looked at him, his eyes indulged and softened, and the tenderness inside was so full that it was about to overflow.

Fu Tong originally wanted to stab him a few words, but he stopped uncontrollably in such eyes. After recovering, he felt that he was really worthless, so he pursed his lips and turned his eyes away.

No one knows him better than Fu Qianyuan.

There was a soft smile in Fu Qianyuan's eyes, and he slowly took a step in Fu Tong's direction: "Zai Zai, are you going home?"

The grumpy little cub has a bad attitude: "Where else would I go?"

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and suspected that Fu Qianyuan was deliberately taking him into the ditch: "Also, don't just say the word "home" to me casually, that's your home, not mine, I'm just staying here temporarily. "

Subtlety is a terrible thing. Although Fu Tong has never experienced it personally, he knows it just by watching Wen Lang.

Fu Qianyuan smiled slowly, as if that was the original plan.

Fu Tong was not surprised by this.

After Fu Qianyuan made the extremely shameless coquettish operation of slipping away after hugging, Fu Tong knew that the person in front of him had become a scheming dog, and it was better to ignore what he said or did, and he was the one who got angry.

Thinking of this, he didn't say anything, and went downstairs directly bypassing Fu Qianyuan.

third floor.

The second floor.

first floor.

Just as he was about to exit the revolving door, he heard a soft sound, and immediately after that, the surroundings suddenly darkened.

Fu Tong has encountered a lot of ghosts recently, and he held the knife in his hand almost reflexively.

Just as he was on guard, he heard Fu Qianyuan's voice from behind him, calm and calm: "It's okay, Zai Zai, it's a power outage."

Fu Tong was stunned: "...A power outage?"

Fu Qianyuan hummed, and brought out the announcement from Longdu News Network and handed it to Fu Tong: "The announcement at [-]:[-] noon, Longdu will have a large-scale power outage for five to seven hours tonight, and it will be almost midnight to call. "

What he said was true.

Fu Tong withdrew his knife, glanced roughly at the screen, and then slowly looked outside.

It was past nine o'clock at this time, there were dark clouds in the sky, the moonlight was not very clear, and there were no lights, the city was completely enveloped by night.

Very dark and very quiet.

Fu Tong likes this feeling.

Fu Qianyuan spoke softly beside him: "Do you want to walk back today?"

During this period of time, it has become almost instinctive for Fu Tong to reject him, but he didn't do that this time. He usually went out first by default, and Fu Qianyuan followed behind with a smile, walking slowly forward with him.

Because they knew in advance that there would be a power outage, and there were not many people outside, Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan walked three or four streets together, and the surrounding area was quiet.

But when it is 500 meters away from the central square of Longdu, everything is different.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and someone was singing with an acoustic guitar on the edge of the square, singing softly and hoarsely, and there were countless small light spots glowing with warmth behind him. What, when I got closer, I realized that those were actually the lights of candles.

Fu Tong meal.

The person who set up a stall next to him sold Amway at the right time: "Do you two little brothers want to buy a candle to join the Longdu Blackout Carnival? The candle burns with heat, and it will automatically go out when you leave your hand. There will be absolutely no safety hazards such as fire."

Fu Tong laughed: "Blackout carnival night?"

The man nodded happily: "I don't know who organized it. Anyway, it's like this. It's rare for Longdu to have such a large-scale and long-term power outage. We also have to find some fun in life for ourselves, don't we?"

Mr. Yazi felt that what he said made sense.

So 2 minutes later, he and Fu Qianyuan owned a candle in the shape of a dog's paw.

The two of them didn't enter the square, but continued to walk home with candles in their hands. After all, Fu Tong is still alive, and it's okay to rely on masks in places with few people. If there are many people, the possibility of being recognized is infinitely close to [-]%.

Leaving Longdu Square, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased, leaving only the quiet night and gentle breeze.

It was ten o'clock when I got home.

The dog paw paw candle was not burned out, and there was still more than half of the candle oil in it.

Fu Tong didn't intend to throw it away, and temporarily put it on the square shelf in the entrance, but he didn't let go, watching the flame on the top of the candle without moving for a long time.

Fu Qianyuan stood not far away, his eyes were as deep as his.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent again.

After a long time, Fu Qianyuan spoke first, with mixed emotions hidden in his voice: "Zai Zai, I'm here."

Fu Tong fixed his eyes on the candle in front of him, didn't speak, his heart was heavy.

And this feeling started from the moment I saw the candle light in the square just now.

He had seen such a spot of light once before.

It was when he was [-] years old and came of age, when he suddenly saw a description of the grand occasion in the capital in a notebook he snatched from Qiongqi next door.

The lights are brightly lit, and the Chinese lanterns are just beginning to come on.

Fu Tong thought it should be very beautiful, so he thought about it, and when he was making up the picture before going to bed, he said casually, he wanted to see the appearance of Long Xunshan when the lantern was first lit.

He just said that at the time, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, but on the night of his birthday, Fu Qianyuan suddenly covered his eyes and took him out.

Then, on that moonlit night, Fu Tong saw the stars all over the mountain.

Fu Qianyuan summoned the ghosts of Bashan, and holding a candle in his hand, he got his wish to see a festive night.

It was also on that day that he got a kiss like a dragonfly on water, and his lover who looked cold on the face but was gentle to the bottom of his heart.

The two most precious moments in Meng Qi's life.

One is when I met Fu Qianyuan at the age of 20.

The second is the kiss with Fu Qianyuan when the [-]-year-old Hua Deng first came on.

Want to forget can not forget.

It's also quite useless.

Fu Tong said to himself, in the end, he let go of his hand. This candle is obviously not a fake and shoddy product blown out by false advertisements, and it went out soon after losing its temperature.

The candle in Fu Qianyuan's hand was still burning, and the small area around him was illuminated by the candle light, making it warm.

Fu Tong didn't look at him again, and went back to the bedroom with the pup in his arms. When the door was closed, everything was silent.

But Fu Qianyuan didn't move. After standing there silent for a long time, he put his own candle on the shelf next to Fu Tong's. With a flick of his finger, Fu Tong's candle instantly re-ignited, and the flame jumped. Even though Fu Qianyuan let go later, the two candles were never extinguished, and even the candle oil did not decrease.

Fu Qianyuan took a look back, and finally a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

Across the wall, Fu Tong let go of the doorknob, and buried his face in the pillow in agitation.