Anecdotes about me and the civil servants of Hades

The boy felt that everyone had a temper, even if he was mean, he was right, so he lowered his head resentfully.

Jiang Yu asked, "What's going on? Wasn't it fine a few days ago?"

"Yeah." The boy said with a sad face, "It was good at first. We chatted very well after adding WeChat that day, and I even invited her to today's birthday party."

"Result." The boy paused. "Yesterday at midnight, she called me suddenly. She didn't say anything, and just kept silent. Then..." The boy's eyes showed a look of horror. He originally thought it was just a prank by the little girl in love.

"There was the sound of nails scraping the screen, so hard, I felt like her nails were going to be knocked over."

The piercing, piercing sound came from the receiver in the dead of night, eerie and creepy.

"I came to look for her early this morning and found..." The boy glanced at the window upstairs where the crying came from. "She's dead."

"When the police came to check, the forensic doctor didn't find any wounds on his body, and he couldn't find any symptoms. It can be concluded that the time of death was eleven o'clock last night." The boy's eyes widened in horror. The time was off by an hour.

"I didn't find the phone call I mentioned in the phone call records. Then you say—" The boy held Jiang Yu's arm tightly. "Who made that call?"

"This..." Jiang Yu wanted to ask the people around him for a moment just now - what do you think of Ding Dong?

For the problems he encountered in the past, Bai Yao would solve them in due course, and it seemed that no matter what happened, he could feel at ease by that person's side.

"Yuan Boxue." Jiang Yu took a breath and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

It seemed that Yuan Boxue was the only one he could ask.

Yuan Boxue blinked, and asked him suspiciously: "Is this girl related to you?"

Jiang Yu: "No."

Yuan Boxue looked at him with a strange look of "you don't care".

"No." Jiang Yu said: "Shouldn't we take a look and check when encountering such uneven things?"

A girl died strangely, and that phone call might be her last call for help.Jiang Yu still couldn't forget the weird red rope, and always felt that it had something to do with it.

"It shouldn't be." Yuan Boxue was rational and almost heartless. "Every creature in the world has its own creation. Life and death are fate charts. If you touch someone else's, you will damage your own."

"Jiang Yu." He said unceremoniously: "You are a widow and a lonely life, and Bai Fengxiao has no sincerity to protect you. If you continue to suffer like this, you will not die well."

"Hey——" Jiang Yu said unfairly: "What do you know about my relationship with Bai Yao, don't talk nonsense." This person always has a deep resentment towards Bai Yao, so why did he help him to protect himself.Does it hurt to be idle?

"If you want to help, you can help. If you don't want to help, you can go back. I will figure out a way for this matter."

Yuan Boxue still stood there with his arms folded, unmoved.He was entrusted to carry out to the end.

Jiang Yu didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he turned to ask the boy. "Where's the corpse? Can we go and have a look?" If you're lucky, if the soul is still there, maybe you can ask, or if you encounter black and white impermanence, you can check it.

The boy held his arm timidly. "It's upstairs now, and it will be sent to the funeral home in a while. If you want to see it, you have to do it as soon as possible."

There are a lot of things piled up in the corridor, corrugated cardboard boxes, cans and bottles, green onions and cabbage with rotten leaves exude an indescribable smell in the air.Jiang Yu followed the boy up to the third floor, the door was open, and a policewoman was hugging the shoulder of a crying woman on the sofa to comfort her.

The middle-aged sharp male policeman was standing by the bed talking with the forensic doctor about the unexplained death.

The boy knocked on the door, and the woman with red and swollen eyes in the living room looked up.

Jiang Yu stood at the door and said politely, "Auntie, I'm Qin Mianyu's classmate. I..." He lowered his head and said carefully, "I want to see her."

The woman obviously didn't have the heart to pay more attention. She covered her eyes with a wet tissue in her hand, and waved her hand weakly towards the end.

Jiang Yu followed the boy to Qin Mianyu's room. The room was well lit, and the girl lay peacefully on the bed in her pajamas.Her expression was so calm that she didn't even look like a dead person.

Yuan Boxue leaned on the door frame with arms folded, casually glanced at the girl's body, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then moved away as if nothing had happened, without saying anything.

Jiang Yu looked at the curtains that couldn't block out the light and the male policeman who was constantly vigilant in the room, and secretly shook his head at the boy. In this kind of transparent light environment, the soul will not exist.

The two searching hearts gave up and had no choice but to retreat to the living room. The girl's mother was still crying sadly. After a few words of comfort, they left helplessly.

When the two came to the street, Jiang Yu put his hands in the pockets of his coat, pressed down the rustling hem, and asked the boy. "Do you know which funeral home she will be sent to?"

The boy shook his head. "Probably the one in the west of the city, the closest to here."

"Yeah." Jiang Yu responded, raised his eyes and saw the shadows of two people reflected in the glass window on the side of the road, took out his hand and patted the shoulder of the distraught boy: "Wait for me here."

After speaking, he clutched his pocket and went into the next shop.

Yuan Boxue was waiting at the door. Through the transparent glass door, seeing him rushing to the cake counter to choose among the exquisite and delicate cakes, he seemed undecided, so he asked the teller with a smile.

There was a hint of cold sarcasm in the lonely eyes: this person, living in a false life, is too comfortable.

"Hey——" Jiang Yu touched the boy's face with the edge of the cake box with a golden ribbon. "Happy birthday bro."

He still remembered that today was the brother's birthday.Because of Qin Mianyu's death, the party he had planned for a long time fell through, and he felt particularly heavy because of this life.

The boy was taken aback, and suddenly looked at Jiang Yu, his eyes were instantly filled with emotion, and he rushed forward and gave him a bear hug on the spot. "Wuah—brother, you are too kind!"

"Brother, are you gay? How about I promise you with my body?"

"Get out." Jiang Yu was a section taller than him, pushed his head and pushed the man away, and said disgustedly: "I'm doing it, but I don't like you." When he said this, the dark straight line unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes figure. "I still have two bottles of Louis XIV in my house. If you want to drink, I will accompany you to drink some."

The boy was moved again and wept bitterly, rushing forward.

Jiang Yu lowered his waist and dodged with the cake.

After returning home, Jiang Yu rummaged out of the refrigerator the shrimp, scallops and double-headed abalone that Bai Yao gave him last time, and planned to cook a simple seafood pasta.

The boy looked at the abalone as big as a fist and asked in surprise, "Jiang Yu, does your family have a mine? It's so delicious!"

"No." Jiang Yu took a knife to remove the shell and cleaned it, with a smile on his lips. "My wife bought it. He was afraid that I wouldn't be able to eat well, so he stocked up a lot of things in the refrigerator, as well as all kinds of snacks. If he wants to eat, he can take it by himself."

"Your lover?" The boy stared dumbfounded at his sweet face, looked down, looked at his waist and slender legs, and hesitated before saying: "You - if you have any difficulties, just tell me, especially about money. , we can work it out together, don't do things that hurt dignity."

Jiang Yu: "What?" Unsteady, the tip of the knife accidentally cut his thumb, and hurriedly sent it under the faucet for cleaning. "What the hell are you thinking?"

The boy broke the jar and said worriedly: "I heard that many rich women have strange hobbies, and they will be with many men at the same time..."

Jiang Yu rolled his eyes 360 degrees. "Fuck off, you're the one who engages in a rich woman, and you're the one who is taken care of by a rich woman."

The boy was suspicious: "Isn't that right? Last time I saw a graphic model pick you up in a luxury car, did you pick up the job together?"

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"Pfft—" Jiang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and threw the diced ingredients into the oil to fry until fragrant. "of course not!"

Taking a deep breath, he said slowly amidst the sound of the range hood sucking wind: "The plane model you mentioned is my lover." This was the first time he introduced Bai Yao so solemnly.

Bai Yao has always wanted to have a reputation with him aboveboard, and now Jiang Yu is willing to give him this sense of security and tell people around him that yes, the person he loves is a man.

Boy: "!!!"

"You tease me!" He stretched out his hand and pointed Jiang Yu up and down. He thought that Jiang Yu would sell it for money, and he also thought that Jiang Yu would be taken care of by a rich woman, but he never thought that he would do it for true love. Came out, panicked and finally asked the exit.

"How about it, are you... having fun with boys?"

Jiang Yu lowered his head and tossed the contents of the pot, adding cooked pasta to stir. He wanted to say it was okay, but under the boy's probing and expecting eyes, he suddenly said with certainty: "It's very cool."

"You can try it if you have a chance. Men should fuck men, and only sissies should fuck women."

The boy was confused by lard, and thought it made sense, but then felt something was wrong, and scratched the back of his neck suspiciously: "Why do I have such a hard time listening to you?"

Jiang Yu laughed and shook his head, that brain stuffed with batter.Take out the fragrant noodles on a flat plate, sprinkle some black pepper on it, and the boy helps to take it out.

After Yuan Boxue returned home, he was not hungry after eating a bag of potato chips, and then the great god temporarily lived in the utility room of Jiang Yu's house and went to bed early.

Jiang Yu ate with the boy, drank wine, and cut the cake.The boy fell drunk on the sofa, sleeping soundly with his arms around the pillow.Jiang Yu leaned on the balcony railing with the remaining half bottle of wine and edged glasses, watching the flickering neon lights in the distance.

I suddenly miss that person.

I really miss his icy hands and cold embrace, which are obviously neither warm nor soft, but make people yearn for them.Finally, I understand what the ancients said, "One day is like three autumns."

Thinking of this, he felt that he was too hypocritical, he laughed and shook his head, and drank the rest of the wine in the glass.

An illusory figure appeared behind him, stretched out his arms and hugged him slowly, Bai Yao pressed his face against Jiang Yu's reddish cheeks, as if he could feel the warm body temperature, and then slowly dissipated.

Jiang Yu didn't notice it at all.He had just been hugged by the lover he was thinking of.