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It was dark and windy at night, on the fifth floor of a hospital in a certain place, a sneaky figure tiptoed out of the hospital ward with a person on his back, and ran up the stairs.

The night watch nurse heard the sound of the elevator door opening, raised her head, and saw that the empty elevator was wide open and closed after a while, indicating that it was descending to the next floor.

The elevator that no one is taking, stops on the floor where no one is waiting, and when no one is operating it, the button on the first floor is on.

The nurse lowered her head and said calmly: After working in the hospital for so many years, I have long been familiar with it!

She has never seen or encountered anything in a place like a hospital, isn't it just that the elevator starts by itself for no reason, it is really too common.

Pudding pulled down a taxi with the boy's body, and the boy's soul was floating outside to guide the way. Pudding told the driver how to go according to his instructions, causing the driver to look at him with strange eyes from the rearview mirror frequently.

Putting aside Pudding’s strange behavior of always looking at a certain position in front of the car as if there was another car ahead, and all he had to do was to keep up with the car, let’s talk about the boy in the gray and white striped hospital gown, His face was haggard and lifeless, and his head just hung on Pudding's shoulders, looking like a corpse...

Look at this man again, he is obviously cute and innocent, and his round face makes it impossible to think that he is a bad person. The taxi driver was extremely conflicted, and then he heard the man say: "Master, master, It's just ahead, stop!"

The driver stepped on the brake and pressed it all the way. After pulling the handbrake, he began to pay attention to the scenery outside, and was instantly shocked into a cold sweat.

My God, how can there be such a gloomy place in this big city? !

The green will-o'-the-wisp is hidden in the dark, and the light of the headlights seems to be unable to illuminate the surrounding darkness. The unknown creatures dormant in the unobservable area smiled ferociously, waiting for the opportunity to rush up and swallow him up.

Feeling that he was thinking too much, the driver wiped off the cold sweat that came out of his forehead at some point, and waited for the passenger in the back seat to pay to get off, but the passenger seemed to be planning to get off the car before paying, and was trying to get the sleeping patient Get out of the car.

Time seems to be slowing down now, and the driver waited anxiously. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of some light in the dark woods on the left, bit by bit, waiting for him to take a closer look there. There are countless Gao Gaoliang in the air more than two meters above the ground, exuding red and blue round eyes.

"!!!"

Just as Pudding got out of the car with the help of the boy's fleshy body, the driver backed up and slammed the steering wheel, leaving the place with a "swoosh". Pudding didn't even have time to stop him, the car was already speeding away.

Ah...Master, I haven't paid yet...

The young man's soul has come back around here, and his expression is lost: "He went out and hasn't come back yet."

In the night wind, Pudding hugged the lifeless boy's body, keeping him from limp on the ground: "Then... are you waiting here?"

The boy floated back and forth in the air, until there were less than 15 minutes left in the last time, and the person he was waiting for appeared in sight.

In the darkness, the naturally elegant and noble figure gradually moved forward, and the silhouette was illuminated by the lights in the distance, coming slowly.

Pudding took the boy's body and hid in the dark corner of the wall, but the boy's soul had already happily flew towards the man who was unforgettable just by walking.

However, the distance made him stop one meter in front of the man, and he could no longer move forward, until the man approached, and the boy's outstretched hand could touch the other's cheek.

I couldn't touch it, but it passed through in an instant, leaving the young man in a daze.

The pheromone walked a few steps closer and stopped two meters away from where Pudding was hiding. The magnetic bass was like a stylus in a phonograph across the record, slowly playing a mesmerizing rhythm: "A guest is coming!" , why don't you come out and meet me?"

Pudding, who has excellent eyesight in the dark, looked left and right, but there was no one else beside him, and then looked at the pheromone, meeting his eyes.

At this moment, Pudding clearly felt that the other party had seen him, just as he could see him.

Pudding pointed at himself in the dark, and sure enough, he received a response from the pheromone: "Is there anyone else here besides you and this little friend who is only breathing?"

Pudding looked at the young soul behind pheromone. He was leaning gently on pheromone's back. Hearing pheromone's evaluation of himself, he was a little sad for a while, but still attached to pheromone and refused to leave.

Seeing Pudding looking behind him, Pheromone followed his gaze to look behind him, but saw nothing, thinking it was Pudding putting on a show: "It's so cold outside, the guest should come in with me, and we'll talk if we have something to do. "

Pudding looked at the young man for his advice, the young man nodded, and Pudding had no choice but to hold his body and follow the pheromone into the house, curiously looking at the weirder decoration and obvious Western-style furnishings in the house than it looked from the outside, Curiously, he winked at the boy behind the pheromone: Who is your friend?Why doesn't it feel like a kind person, a little scared...

However, the young man was completely immersed in the joy of seeing his sweetheart, and he didn't see Pudding's wink at all. He was immersed in the pink atmosphere and couldn't extricate himself.

pudding:"……"

Why did the young man show such a contented and joyful expression, obviously he was sad and hesitant before, but now it seems that death doesn't matter anymore, as long as he can lean on this man like this, he is already extremely satisfied.

Why?Why can you show such an attitude of attachment to another person? Is it because this man once raised you and left you with kindness?

Pudding couldn't understand the flow of affection between the young man and the blond man, the unilateral affection, after all, the blond man didn't know that there was a soul hugging him at this moment, and buried his head tightly in his neck.

Seeing Pudding looking at his back as if there was someone behind him, Pheromone calmly raised the glass on the table, looked behind him through the reflection of the glass wall, and made sure that there was no one behind him. This boy is pretending to be mysterious.

Now that he is full of wine and food, he is very interested, so he plans to play with this man. He doesn't know what kind of tricks can make people want to cooperate. He smiles lightly, turns around and fetches the red wine in the freezer, and pours two glasses: "I I think I have a pretty good memory, but I still don’t remember seeing you. How do you know I live here?”

Pudding shook his head and rejected the red wine offered by the blond: "I don't drink."

Pheromon smiled and drank the half glass of wine handed to Pudding in one gulp. On the one hand, it was to prove that he didn’t put anything else in it, and on the other hand, he didn’t want to waste the good red wine he poured himself: “That’s right. Don't drink alcohol when you are an adult, especially if you are so cute, if you are drunk."

He looked at the pudding through the little red residual liquid that was still hanging on the wall, his gentle eyebrows revealed a charming look, and his magnetic voice was a little more charming than before: "It will make people unable to control themselves, and can't help but take a bite." .”

Pudding's small body trembled almost invisibly. For some reason, he always felt that the biting the blond man said was really biting... As soon as he raised his head and wanted to say something, he met the sad and jealous eyes of the young soul.

Pudding looked back at the boy inexplicably, and then told the pheromone, "It's not that I'm looking for you, it's he who's looking for you."

Apart from the two of them, there was only the man in Pudding's arms who had been leaning on Pudding's shoulder with his head hanging down. Under the cold light in the room, Pheromon felt that the figure looked familiar, but he didn't recognize who it was: "he?"

Pudding nodded hastily.

Pheromon tilted his head, as if he had figured out something: "You want me to save him?"

"Eh?" Pudding was taken aback for a moment, then surprised, "Can you save him?"

The pheromone replied directly and quickly: "No."

The boy floated back to Pudding and whispered something in his ear. Pudding relayed it to Pheromones: "He wants to ask you, even a little bit, if you take him to heart?"

Pheromon smiled politely but awkwardly. He sat down, sitting opposite Pudding, looked at the boy's haggard comatose face with some curiosity, and then asked a question that made the boy collapse in despair: "Who is he?"

Pudding looked like a boy who had been struck by lightning, and tears seemed to gather in his eyes, and for the soul, it should be impossible to shed tears—it should be so, how could a ghost without a body shed tears? .

There are only 3 minutes left before twelve o'clock, the young man's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and he can already see the future where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, and the ashes are gone. He hides his face and cries unscrupulously, but only Pudding can hear Hearing his heart-piercing cries, pheromone didn't realize it.

In the middle, Pudding was at a loss, and wanted to reach out to comfort the boy, but in the eyes of Pheromone, the act of patting the air was really weird and revealed a puzzled expression, which made Pudding withdraw his hand again.

The pheromone asked Pudding, "Anything else?"

Pudding didn't know how to answer. He didn't have anything to do to come to the blond man, so he turned his head and asked the boy in a low voice, "Do you have anything else to do?"

The boy suddenly raised his head, grabbed Pudding's shoulders, trembling and sobbing, begging: "I don't want to die, save me, please save me, Boss Gu said that only you can save me, as long as you are willing to save me, I will do anything Yes, I can do anything for you!"

Pudding stood there dumbfounded: "But I don't lack servants. Also, how can I save you?"

Pudding really didn't know that he could still save the boy. He came here this time to take back half of the demon pill that he had lost for a long time.

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