My target is black impermanence

Because of Zou Yu's relationship, the nurses and doctors who passed by had great kindness towards them, which caused them to receive a lot of attention along the way like celebrities walking the red carpet to inspect.

Under the enthusiastic explanation by the head nurse, Shen Hanyang learned about all the good people and good deeds that Zou Yu has done these days.

Finally, under the sigh of the head nurse who was almost drooling, it was early morning without knowing it.

The number of people in the hospital is also gradually decreasing.

Seeing the tiredness between the head nurse's eyebrows and eyes becoming more and more obvious, Shen Hanyang quickly asked the other party to rest, and said that they would leave on their own later.

The head nurse seemed to be about to fall asleep, so she didn't refuse, but went back to the duty room.

"Ding!"

The clock on the wall pointed to exactly twelve midnight.

The surrounding area, which was still ringing with the sound of footsteps, instantly became quiet.

Only the instruments in each ward are operating mechanically and alone.

The overhead lights dimmed in an instant, and a chilly wind suddenly came from the corridor extending all the way to the corner in front.

Zou Yu took Shen Hanyang to hide in the ward, and saw a gray fog slowly covering the narrow corridor through the transparent glass above.

Neat and solemn lonely souls walked out of the gate in groups, old or young, male or female, they were like a group of devout believers, as if they were being drawn by something.

There was a chill in Shen Hanyang's heart, because of all the weird things and the dense number of ghosts.

Suddenly, he saw a doctor in a white coat in the team. The doctor was pale and thin, with dull eyes.

Shen Hanyang was startled, and unconsciously patted the door with his hand.

All the ghosts looked at him in unison, their pale faces were cold and frightening.

Zou Yu pulled Shen Hanyang aside, reached out and wiped the door, and the ghosts walked out again as if unaware.

Seeing the shock in his eyes, Zou Yu said, "They are all dead souls."

Dead souls, which means they are all dead.

Shen Hanyang took a look and found that there was a ghost passing the nurse who was sleeping at the front desk and leaned slightly, and a wisp of white anger was sucked out by him.

The doctor in a white coat gave him a slap, and the aura-inhaling ghost patted his head and returned the aura of aura.

The two released their Yin Qi and quietly followed behind. Seeing that they walked out of the hospital, they went in different directions.

Shen Hanyang secretly pulled the doctor's ghost back, and only then did they see that there was a very thin black silk tied around the doctor's neck.

Zou Yu tried to cut it off, but the black thread swung, sending his ghostly aura all the way to the unknown source.

The two looked at each other, and Zou Yu simply released his ghostly aura and followed Heisi all the way to explore the past.

But when he was about to perceive something, the black thread broke.

The doctor is like a puppet without the control of the lines, and the whole person is like a female ghost in Mr. Wang's house, falling limply on the ground, and occasionally twitching symbolically.

Zou Yu looked at the ghosts going everywhere and let out a heavy sigh.

"I know what greed wants to do."

……

The two sent the doctor's soul to the underworld, because there were too many scattered ghosts, they had to split up.

Thinking of Zou Yu's words, Shen Hanyang felt a palpitation.

Greed actually wanted to absorb popularity through ghosts, and then he would swallow those ghosts to increase his strength.

This is simply a huge conspiracy.

The ghost becomes the medium for greed to gain power, and the human is the source from which he strengthens himself.

When greed gradually becomes stronger, the number and scope of ghosts he controls will expand infinitely, and it will only be a matter of time before the city falls.

They have to send the ghosts to the underworld before they sneak into every house.

Shen Hanyang followed closely behind. The other party was a child, who looked only five or six years old, but his whole body was emaciated.

He drew a death curse, but the other party stopped suddenly.

Shen Hanyang was taken aback, looking at the wide and empty surroundings, he subconsciously took a step back, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

The mantra drawn in his hand was thrown out quickly, and the opponent was sucked into the ground in an instant.

He breathed a sigh of relief, amused at his own caution.

Before he found his next target again, a dull pain came from his mind, and the sequelae of his soul being torn apart suddenly recurred.

He covered his head in pain, and that feeling suddenly disappeared again.

"Shen Hanyang?"

There was a low cry of surprise from behind.

He turned his head and saw Feng Wenying looking at him in surprise.

"Shen Hanyang, why are you here?"

Behind Shen Hanyang is the gate of the high-end residential area. He looked at Feng Wenying's flushed face, his clothes were wide open, and several conspicuous red marks were printed on his fair neck.

Feng Wenying sensed his gaze, and casually pulled down the neckline, but it didn't cover it, but revealed more.

Shen Hanyang didn't answer his question, but left in the other direction relying on the vague yin energy.

It's just that the moment he turned around, a strand of black thread dormant on the ground like a shadow floated into the back of his head, but he didn't notice it.

"Shen Hanyang!"

Feng Wenying's voice amplified behind him, carrying an unknown emotion.

Shen Hanyang paused, and looked at the other party impatiently.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Wenying seemed to be hurt by his expression, and a look of grievance appeared on his face.

"Reminisce about the old days, can't you?"

Feng Wenying looked at him expectantly, that weak look combined with his slightly moist eyes was like a seductive hook.

With a thought, Shen Hanyang looked behind Feng Wenying.

Before he had time to answer Feng Wenying's question, he rushed towards him quickly.

Feng Wenying's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Shen Hanyang stretched his hand over Feng Wenying's neck, grabbed a male ghost behind Feng Wenying, and pulled him out.

Feng Wenying couldn't see, but was hit by his force and fell back.

At this moment, Shen Hanyang quickly drew a curse of rebirth and sucked it into the ground.

Feng Wenying opened his eyes and looked at him with some puzzlement.

"Don't go out at night if you have nothing to do."

Shen Hanyang left a word indifferently.

He ignored the other person's eyes, but left in another direction without looking back. He couldn't stay too far away from Zou Yu, or he would scare others when his ghost energy was exhausted.

Feng Wenying stared blankly at Shen Hanyang's crisp back, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

It has to be said that after joining the prosperous and impetuous society, Shen Hanyang's sincere liking when he was young has become what he misses the most.

He didn't expect to meet Shen Hanyang again, but since he met, even if it was just a spring breeze, he wanted the other party's eyes to fall on him again.

Not for anything else, just to shatter the most beautiful dream when I was young.

This is probably the obsession that if I can't get it now, I will pollute him with my own hands.

……

One night passed, and Zou Yu cleaned up a lot of lonely souls, but because some were scattered too far, he couldn't separate them, so he chased them one by one.

After a busy night, the two had no time to go back to the villa, but arrived at the company early.

"What's going on with you recently, why aren't you late?"

Xiao Zhang looked at him in surprise, and then looked at the watch in his hand.

Shen Hanyang had two huge dark circles on his face, and smiled triumphantly.

"How about it, are you impressed by me?"

Xiao Zhang clicked his tongue twice and asked him to leave his work station.

"No, I'm worried that this month's dinner expenses will not be paid."

"Screw you."

He yawned big, picked up his water glass and planned to go back to the office to catch up on sleep.

Just while walking, a box fell out of his trouser pocket.

Xiao Zhang picked it up, his expression moved slightly, and he looked at Shen Hanyang in front of him with some entanglement and hammered his waist.

And just at this time Zou Yu came out of the office, his thin lips were red, swollen and moist.

The entanglement on Xiao Zhang's face deepened.

He seems to have discovered a big secret, what to do, I really want to share it now!

"Cough...cough..."

Shen Hanyang stretched his waist, and only then did he feel that the soreness all over his body had eased a lot.

"Cough...cough!"

He yawned and rubbed the gum in the corner of his eye.

"Cough! Cough!"

Shen Hanyang clicked his tongue irritably, and was about to turn around to tell Xiao Zhang not to spit anywhere in the company, when he saw a blue box shaking in his hand.

As soon as he saw the trademark on it, he could recall Mr. Wang's obscene and greasy appearance when he quietly stuffed it into his hand, and then Zou Yu responded softly when he was sitting in the car and didn't dare to look him directly. tense face.

He snorted secretly.

It's a sin to compare Mr. Wang and Zou Yu together.

Shen Hanyang walked over quickly and stuffed the small light blue box in his hand into his trouser pocket.

Xiao Zhang sighed, and patted him on the shoulder with a heavy face.

"Thanks a lot."

Shen Hanyang looked at him inexplicably.

Zou Yu, who came back from the tea room, subconsciously glanced at Shen Hanyang, who immediately followed him into the office.

Xiao Zhang sat back in front of the computer and searched on it seriously.

Sister Liu, who came to work, accidentally glanced at it and joked, "Why, Xiao Zhang, you have hemorrhoids."

Xiao Zhang subconsciously wanted to refute, but then he thought of something, and he didn't make a sound.

Instead, he looked sideways at the office with the closed curtains, with a serious look on his face as if he had made a great sacrifice.

Brother, for you, I will give up my fame in the first life!

……

"If you can't, you can go back."

Seeing that Shen Hanyang was really overwhelmed, Zou Yu glanced at him lightly.

Shen Hanyang looked up at him.

"And you."

"I still have work to do."

Zou Yu's expression was as usual, and there was no sign of fatigue.

Shen Hanyang's heart seemed to have been stabbed heavily by an arrow.

He could already foresee that on the night when the great harmony of life was completed, he would be panting weakly, and Zou Yu looked at him with a disappointed face.

"I can!"

He slammed the table heavily, and stood up excitedly.

How can a man say no!

This is simply an insult to his dignity!

Zou Yu looked at him inexplicably, and seeing that he insisted on staying here, he suggested that he go to the inner room to sleep.

Shen Hanyang moved in slowly with exhaustion all over his body, then suddenly poked his head out again, looked at him solemnly and said, "Let me tell you first, I'm just a little sleepy, but I'm good at it!"

Zou Yu looked sideways slightly, not understanding what he was obsessed with, but he still responded to save face: "Well, you are very good."

……

When Shen Hanyang woke up, the sunset outside was about to end. He pushed open the door and went out, only to see Zou Yu sitting in front of the french window seriously looking at the fiery red clouds outside.

He stood behind the other party, overlooking this luxurious and busy city.

"Do you like this city?"

Zou Yu asked suddenly.

He froze for a moment, plus the time he spent in college, he had been here for nearly seven or eight years.

Although life is not smooth, it is undeniable that this city has given him the smoke and fire of life, and let him know the warmth and warmth of human beings that are not in the textbooks and the spaciousness and luxury that are different from Shenjia Village.

"like."

He answered Zou Yu.

Zou Yu, who turned his back to him, had a shallow smile on his lips, and his voice was so low that he seemed to be talking to himself: "That's good."

The last ray of afterglow also sank into the distant mountains, the two walked out, and a message came from the phone as if pinched.

He opened it and found that it was Xiao Zhang. He said that he was going on a group vacation tomorrow, hoping that he could take good care of himself, and left something for him on the table.

No matter how I think about it, I feel that Xiao Zhang cannot be so kind.

But, are you going on vacation tomorrow?

But isn't tomorrow Friday?

As he walked towards Xiao Zhang's desk, he asked, "Going on vacation tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"why."

As he asked casually, he flipped through the other party's drawer.

"Because I want to rest."

As Zou Yu's voice fell, Shen Hanyang found a note at the same time.

The first thing you see is the huge words above.

Anorectal hospital!

Shen Hanyang's hands gradually clenched, his face turned red and white alternately.

Zou Yu didn't see it, but closed the office door and said to him, "Let's go."

Shen Hanyang is different from him, he is a ghost, this body is just a shell, and Shen Hanyang is still half human and needs a proper amount of rest.

"Zou Yu."

Shen Hanyang suddenly stopped him.

"Ok?"

Zou Yu looked over suspiciously, and saw him rubbing something vigorously with his hands behind his back.

"You seem to be in good health."

Zou Yu didn't understand why he asked such a question, but he answered honestly, "Yes."

After all, he is different from ordinary people.

"Then this thing is useless."

Shen Hanyang grinned, threw his hand back, and a white ball of paper entered the trash can accurately.

He didn't understand something.

But Shen Hanyang had already come over and stood side by side with him.

"Don't you want to go home?"

Zou Yu nodded and followed Shen Hanyang out.

"Just that..."

"How's your flexibility?"

"not bad."

"Then are you afraid of pain?"

"Don't be afraid..."

"Do you like me to be closer or further away from you?"

"Closer... closer..."

"I like being near you too."

Shen Hanyang threw it casually, and the small blue box in his trouser pocket was thrown into the trash can.

Only then did Zou Yu realize what Shen Hanyang was talking about.

Seeing Shen Hanyang's normal expression, he was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red.

"Shen Hanyang!"

"Yes~boss~"

……

Shen Hanyang tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. He didn't develop to this level before, and he only thought about it occasionally, but now Zou Yu is slowly accepting him, so...

He clicked his tongue and forced out the unserious things in his mind.

Anyway, he is still a young man, so he has to be more reserved no matter what.

What if Zou Yu misunderstood that he was an experienced person.

But it should be possible to learn a little knowledge in advance.

Shen Hanyang turned over and sat up, walking towards the computer on the table.

But the moment his feet just hit the ground, he fell to the ground with a plop and lost consciousness, and all this happened suddenly and strangely.

The wind blew into the room with a window slit open, and the simple and elegant curtains were stirred up in waves.

Zou Yu on the other side was standing at the door of Shen Hanyang's room with some hesitation, but thinking that he was too tired recently, he put down his hand that was about to knock on the door.

After pausing for a moment, he faced the night and quietly went out the door.

The person lying on the ground moved his fingers slightly, his brows gradually furrowed, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Shen Hanyang slowed down a bit, and looked at the bed behind him with some doubts.

I looked at the time again and found that it was exactly four o'clock.

The open window was a little cold because of the wind coming in, Shen Hanyang got up and closed the window, he couldn't remember what happened about why he woke up from the ground.

He yawned sleepily, and finally attributed it to falling out of bed when he turned over at night, so he didn't care.

Naturally, he ignored the lifted quilt on the bed.

He stretched lazily, lay down again, and fell into a dream comfortably.

After his breathing gradually became calm, a very light black mist slid from his forehead to his cheeks, and then to his neck, like a black worm dormant in his body.

The black mist slowly penetrated into his body, but the bell on Shen Hanyang's neck suddenly shook, and a slight bell sounded, and the black mist shrank back timidly, hiding behind Shen Hanyang's head again.

……

Zou Yu hurried back with a pale face. The first thing he did when he entered the door was to open the door of Shen Hanyang's room. After he found that he had fallen asleep soundly, he was relieved.

At that time, he noticed a slight movement, and he immediately rushed back enduring the pain of his soul shaking, and didn't even treat the wound on his body.

Because of his anxious movements, some drops of blood dripped on his neckline, and even slid down his neck to his chest.

He didn't want Shen Hanyang to see him like this, so he quietly withdrew without disturbing anyone.

After rubbing his hand on the side of his neck, the wound disappeared, but the blood still remained. He frowned, and planned to go into the bathroom to clean himself up and get rid of the shirt by the way.

The bathroom door was closed casually, and he unbuttoned his body, revealing conspicuous bloodstains. The dried blood was different from normal people. The dark red color was a bit black, and a lingering red mist could be seen faintly.

He just opened his collar wide, untied the belt on his trouser waist, and the high-quality trousers slipped off his body. He walked out barefoot, and was about to take off his shirt when the bathroom door behind him was suddenly pushed open.

Zou Yu, who was taken aback, turned his head quickly, and saw the sleepy Shen Hanyang looking at him with the same shocked expression.

"you you……"

The dazed Shen Hanyang was still a little dazed and didn't come back to his senses. When he first saw the white body in front of him, his mind became dizzy even more.

When Zou Yu heard Shen Hanyang's words, he also replied in a daze: "Well...I..."

Both of them stared blankly at each other, until Shen Hanyang's gaze slowly moved from his face to his neck, then to the sunken collarbone, and then down...

With a unconscious movement of Zou Yu's hand, the shower was turned on, and the rushing water sprayed out, soaking Zou Yu's white shirt hanging on his elbow.

The evaporating water vapor blurred the vision of the two of them, and they didn't know if they were a little sleepy, so the two just stared at each other in a daze.

The clothes on Shen Hanyang's body were soaked, fine drops of water fell from his face and slid over his slightly moving Adam's apple.

Zou Yu, who was in front of him, was facing him sideways, half of his shirt was off, and it was hanging wet on his hands, and the hem just blocked his round buttocks.

Tick-tock drops of water flowed down his smooth white calf to the wet ground.

At this time, Zou Yu was hazy and sexy, more seductive than naked.

Shen Hanyang's head was a little dizzy, he felt his throat was a little dry, and subconsciously took a step forward.

The two got closer, and the hot water made his heart a little hot, and he even wanted to do something, but at this moment, he accidentally saw the blood on Zou Yu's chest that was fainted by the water droplets.

The enchantment in his mind dissipated in an instant, he pulled Zou Yu away, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on, why is there blood on your body?"

When he came back to his senses at this moment, he also noticed that Zou Yu's face was paler than before.

Zou Yu relied on the water drops to wash away the remaining blood on his body, so he said calmly: "There is no blood, you are wrong."

Shen Hanyang pulled him out of the bathroom, ignoring the water dripping from his body to soak the living room.

"Obviously there is."

He reached out and pressed, and the last bit of red was wiped away by him.

Zou Yu was extremely indifferent.

"I said, you read it wrong."

He took off his half-hanging shirt and threw it into the bathroom.

The whole body is frank and only one pair of underwear is left.

Shen Hanyang looked at Zou Yu's look of being beaten to death and refused to admit it, and sighed helplessly.

The hand on Zou Yu's chest slipped unconsciously.

The muscles under his palms were slightly tense, Shen Hanyang raised his head, looked at Zou Yu quietly, and brushed a drop of water on his collarbone with his fingertips.

Zou Yu's Adam's apple moved slightly, pushed him away, and walked into the bathroom nervously.

"I'll take a shower first."

Shen Hanyang looked at him running away, his brows and eyes slightly curved.

He rubbed the remaining wetness on his hands, his eyes were thoughtful.

I always feel that Zou Yu seems to be hiding some unknown secret.

He sighed softly, looked at the bathroom with a little crack in the door, and walked over quietly.

The door clicked, and Zou Yu inside tensed up.

Shen Hanyang stuck out half of his head with a smile.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to help you close the door."

Shen Hanyang withdrew and looked at the gradually brightening sky outside, so he simply sat on the sofa and waited for Zou Yu to come out.

……

Zou Yu washed quickly. When he came out wrapped in a towel, he saw Shen Hanyang who was waiting for him on the sofa, and looked away uncomfortably.

"I'm going to change clothes first."

After speaking, Zou Yu went straight into the bedroom.

Shen Hanyang keenly discovered that Zou Yu's avoidance of his sight just now was not because of shyness, but because of a guilty conscience.

Perhaps knowing that he was waiting outside, Zou Yu moved quickly.

Shen Hanyang didn't ask him immediately, but smiled and said, "Do you want breakfast?"

Zou Yu was stunned for a moment, then responded dully: "Okay."

The two sat face to face at the dining table, and Shen Hanyang crossed his hands on the table, staring intently at Zou Yu who was eating gracefully.

Even though it is impolite to watch others eat, Shen Hanyang thought confidently, looking at his own family, how could he be so lucky.

After Zou Yu ate the last bite anxiously under his gaze, he tilted his head with a smile and said, "Are you full?"

Zou Yu wiped his mouth with a tissue and nodded, but felt that it was too perfunctory, so he responded, "Well, we're done eating."

Shen Hanyang pushed the plate away, leaned back, and put away the smile on his face.

"If you're full, you'll have the strength to fight."