My target is black impermanence

In the evening, Shen Hanyang was playing with the turtle, and Zou Yu was writing something in the study. After he looked carefully, he saw Zou Yu coming out of the study.

He quickly retracted his gaze, humming, his expression normal.

Zou Yu handed the paper in front of him.

Above are some curse seals drawn by Zou Yu himself, and contain annotations and some technique directions.

He took it in a daze, looked at the carefully marked font on it, and the depression in his heart because Zou Yu didn't eat a few mouthfuls of his cooking disappeared in an instant.

"I also considered whether to let you live with me. Now that you have moved here, the sooner you can learn about the curse seals, the better. They are all simple spell seals, and you don't need to consume a lot of money. Ghost Qi, you can memorize their techniques first, and then ask me if you don’t understand anything.”

After Zou Yu finished speaking lightly, he turned and left.

Shen Hanyang took a look, folded the paper and put it in his pocket, pretending to say casually: "The food is still hot."

Zou Yu paused, and turned to the kitchen as he wanted to go back to his room. When he passed by Shen Hanyang, he coughed and said embarrassingly, "Thank you."

Shen Hanyang flipped Fugui'er with his teasing finger, and turned Fugui'er upside down, and unconsciously raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, his voice was so low that only he could hear it.

"You're welcome."

……

After Shen Hanyang washed up and came out of the bathroom, he unexpectedly discovered that Zou Yu was chasing dramas.

He was a little surprised, thinking that people like Zou Yu were either at work or on their way to work, and seeing Zou Yu's appearance, he was still serious.

I went over to take a look, and found that it was a criminal investigation drama that has become very popular recently. The male protagonist Jianmei Xingmu in it is very good, and his acting skills are also good. It has been popular for a long time.

"I remember, what does his name seem to be... what is it, Chen Lai?"

Shen Hanyang leaned over to the sofa excitedly, Zou Yu glanced at him, and said, "Display."

"Yes, I seem to have won an award some time ago."

"Best Actor."

"Yes, yes, I heard that he is already 32. Sure enough, a star is well maintained. He looks like a young man in his twenties."

"Not 32, but 35."

"..."

Shen Hanyang came back and looked at Zou Yu quietly from the side.

"You seem to know him well."

Zou Yu watched the TV series without squinting, and said calmly, "I admire him very much."

Now, Shen Hanyang has completely lost interest in this TV series.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Appreciate?"

Zou Yu's eyes were calm, he only glanced at him briefly, and then focused on the TV series.

"Yes, he's very nice."

The corner of Shen Hanyang's mouth twitched, and when he looked at the people on TV again, he felt that everything was wrong.

"I'm not as handsome as I am."

Hearing this, Zou Yu looked sideways at him and rubbed his ears suspiciously.

Shen Hanyang was a little unhappy.

"what do you mean."

It just so happened that the TV had finished playing at this time, Zou Yu stood up, intending to go to rest, and looked back at him when he heard what he said.

"I suspect I just had an auditory hallucination."

Seeing Zou Yu's back disappear into the living room, Shen Hanyang turned on the TV angrily, found all the TV series and movies that Chen Li had participated in, and muttered in his mouth: "I want to see, what's so good about this exhibition."

……

Early the next morning, when Zou Yu came out of the bedroom, he saw Shen Hanyang already having breakfast at the dining table.

He was a little surprised, today is the weekend, and Shen Hanyang got up so early.

Now that Shen Hanyang was ready, Zou Yu walked to the dining table very naturally, only to find that Shen Hanyang only made his own breakfast.

Shen Hanyang swallowed the last bite of poached eggs, raised his head and said quietly: "I want to eat and make it myself."

After speaking, he left with the plate.

Looking at Shen Hanyang's eyelids that were about to droop to his chin, Zou Yu asked, "You haven't slept all night?"

Shen Hanyang paused, walked past him with his chin raised, and snorted.

"Humph."

Damn, that kid Chen Lie is really handsome!

Although a little bit worse than him.

Zou Yu didn't argue with Shen Hanyang. He glanced at the watch in his hand and said to him, "I won't be back until very late today, so I don't have to make dinner for me."

Shen Hanyang turned his head abruptly.

"Are you going out?"

"Ah."

"With which little demon...cough...you are still so busy on weekends."

Shen Hanyang was washing the dishes, pretending to ask casually.

Zou Yu changed his shoes in the entrance, and subconsciously answered Shen Hanyang's words.

"There is business to discuss."

Shen Hanyang frowned slightly, and began to exert force with his hand wiping the plate.

"Aren't you black and impermanent, part-time boss, so what are you doing seriously?"

Zou Yu picked up his coat, and for some reason, his head became hot, and he remembered a line he saw in the play a few days ago.

"How can I support you if I don't make money."

With a sound of "pang bang", Zou Yu's rationality was brought back, his face became hot, and he stumbled to explain: "No...not..."

He just wanted to...want to make a joke like Shen Hanyang...

Shen Hanyang poked his head halfway out of the kitchen and said with a smirk, "Boss, you are so overbearing, it made people's hearts thump and the plates were broken."

Zou Yu's face was so hot that he could burst into flames, and he was at a loss for words when he was teased by Shen Hanyang.

He fled out the door with red ears.

Shen Hanyang's voice came from behind.

"Boss, don't drink, come back early."

Zou Yu's feet almost slipped from this feeling like a little wife giving advice to her husband who was out.

With a red face on his face, he thought of that question again.

Shen Hanyang, do you like him?

……

Shen Hanyang cleaned up the plate fragments on the ground with a happy face.

Speaking of which, now that he has moved in, there are more mouths in the house, no, there is another turtle, and the burden on Zou Yu is even heavier.

He straightened up and sighed, looking at the sky at 45 degrees melancholy.

It turns out that this is what people often say, is life just daily necessities?

As for what he once said about finding a house and moving out, he has already left it behind.

The sun was shining outside today. He picked up Fugui'er and walked to the swimming pool in the backyard.

He was sitting on the reclining chair with his hands behind his head, watching Fu Gui'er tossing his limbs happily in the swimming pool, he showed a relieved and satisfied smile.

This is the fun of raising turtles.

After not sleeping all night, Shen Hanyang lay down until evening, and the cool summer breeze woke him up.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up abruptly, and scanned the swimming pool, only to find Fugui'er floating motionless on the rippling pool blown by the wind.

Shen Hanyang was startled, and quickly picked it up.

Fu Gui'er was completely huddled in the turtle shell, without moving at all.

He knocked on the shell of the turtle with a heartbroken expression on his face.

"Fugui, you want a white-haired man to give you black hair so soon... Ugh... Bah!"

Fu Guier, who was not moving, suddenly stuck his head out and spit at Shen Hanyang.

A pair of mung bean-sized eyes rolled around.

I slept soundly as if I heard some idiot cursing me!

Shen Han and Yang Song let out a sigh of relief, and shook Fu Gui'er.

"I thought I was going to send you off early."

Fu Guier stretched out her little paw and patted Shen Hanyang, as if to comfort him.

Don't worry, I will definitely die behind you.

It was already autumn, and the wind at night was a bit cool. Shen Hanyang walked into the living room, and the clock was already seven o'clock in the evening, and Zou Yu hadn't come back yet.

He looked around, and he was the only one in the luxurious and spacious room.

Because the lights were not turned on, it was a bit dark inside, so he turned on all the lights silently, muttering angrily: "If you don't come back so late, I'll let you taste what it feels like to break the electricity bill."

When the indoor lights are bright and bright, the whole house will appear more empty and lonely.

He silently turned off the lights in the kitchen and bathroom, and sighed.

"For the sake of your sincere desire to make money to support me, I will show mercy."

Holding Fugui in his arms, he sat alone on the sofa.

Thinking about the days and nights that Zou Yu spent here alone, he suddenly felt that being rich was not so good.

It was eight o'clock before he knew it, and he didn't have the slightest intention to cook. He was lying lazily on the sofa, looking at the chandelier above his head in a daze.

It is said that the night is a passionate poet.

All the emotions that I didn't have before burst out at this moment.

He clearly thought that he was dead.

He appeared in the sun now as a husk waiting to rot.

Before coming out of the closet, I was kicked out and dared not go home.

Now dare to go back but dare not go back.

The old man in the family should be in good health.

He could wait for Fu Guier to die for him, but the old man...

Shen Hanyang didn't dare to think about it. He turned over, buried his face in the pillow, stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes secretly, and turned over again, only to see a pair of red eyes, but no tears.

"Beep...beep..."

There was a ringing sound from the mobile phone, and Shen Hanyang lay still, not intending to answer it at all.

But I don't know what's going on with the people over there, the more he doesn't pick up, the more calls there are.

Shen Hanyang clicked his tongue impatiently.

Didn't you see that Lao Tzu is lamenting life, destroying the atmosphere!

Picking up the phone, I found it was Xiao Zhang.

He frowned and answered the phone, just as he was about to reason with the other party, a gentle voice came from inside.

"Shen Hanyang."

"Xiaoxian?"

The person opposite is his former classmate and now Xiao Zhang's wife.

"cough……"

The greeting rushed to the lips, your uncle turned a corner, and he asked: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Today is the class reunion, have you forgotten?"

Shen Hanyang slapped his head and sat up abruptly.

Yes, he really forgot.

"Come down quickly, I'm already downstairs at your house, I'll pick you up by the way."

Xiao Zhang's voice came from the other end of the phone, and he quickly put Fu Gui'er into a small box, got up and went to change clothes.

"That... I've already moved, so I don't need you to pick me up. I'll take a taxi by myself."

"Fuck, I didn't say it earlier, ouch..."

"No swearing."

"Wife, I was wrong."

Shen Hanyang hung up the phone, looked at himself in casual clothes in the mirror, and took the clothes for a while.

He curled his lips and brushed his hair.

He's so damn handsome, let's go like this, he can't be the only one who overwhelms everyone and doesn't give others a chance to show off.