The ninth time killed by first love

Yue Jianshan has almost forgotten what it feels like to kiss.It seemed as if the last time I kissed Xia Youjie was several lifetimes ago.

Just now, she felt that Xia Youjie's whole body was flushed with a high fever, as if he had been severely 'bullied'.I never expected that this complaint would come true to me so quickly.

If you have to get to the bottom of it—it’s a bit of Yue Jianshan’s own fault.Because Xia Youjie's habit was completely coaxed and tricked out by her.

Yue Jianshan has noticed since he was a child that his little neighbor is a very quiet and introverted person; although he occasionally shows a black-bellied and vengeful side, he seems to be more used to solving things alone.Even after discovering that both of them could see the curse, Xia Youjie classified her as one of his own, but he rarely talked to her.

Adhering to the principles of 'since I'm one year older than you, I should take care of you' and 'even a quiet child should have candy', Yue Jianshan always guides Xia Youjie to develop various A little habit that is diametrically opposite to his image of a "three-good boy".

In terms of results, Yue Jianshan could not have been more successful.

It's just that she didn't expect that the little neighbor would become a boyfriend and a murderer when she was raised.

Withdrawing from the surprised and sudden kiss, Yue Jianshan pushed Xia Youjie away with disordered breathing, and supported his shoulders——Xia Youjie lowered his eyebrows and eyes, he was originally handsome, but not effeminate.

He brushed away the sweat-drenched hair on Yue Jianshan's cheek, and clung to her intimately like a large dog.The summer night was surprisingly hot, the air conditioner was not turned on in the living room, Yue Jianshan leaned on his shoulder to adjust his breathing, his face was hot.

"Chun, I recently—"

"I always feel that you are moving away from me." Xia Youjie tightened his arms, hugging Yue Jianshan's waist and back: "Sometimes I can't distinguish between dreams and reality, and I feel as if everything I'm experiencing now is dreaming."

In fact, he still has a fever, and his current state is a bit like talking nonsense with a fever.Yue Jianshan was holding the box of antipyretics, the cardboard box was crumpled by her, curled up wet.

Xia Youjie continued to talk to himself: "Chun, you won't leave me, will you?"

He is like the Bigan whose heart was dug out thousands of years ago, asking others with trepidation: Is it possible to live without a heart?

Yue Jianshan let go of the crumpled medicine box: "I won't leave you. Let go first, I'll pour water for you to take medicine."

The big fox that had been plucked obediently let go, and curled up in the corner of the sofa.He stared at Yue Jianshan with wet dark purple eyes, obviously he had let go of his hand, but the hot eyes made Yue Jianshan feel as if he had been trapped in the arms of the young man.

Taking a deep breath, Yue Jianshan drove away the messy thoughts in his head.She got up and went to the kitchen to boil water, and cook the porridge at the same time - the refrigerator in the kitchen was empty, there was only one box of eggs, and Xia Youjie had fried them in the morning.

Yue Jianshan resigned to his fate and closed the refrigerator door, preparing to change clothes later and go out to buy a la carte.It's only past five o'clock, so making breakfast won't delay my appointment with Professor Kongtiao.

Mix the boiled water with the cool white water, and after testing the temperature, Yue Jianshan disassembled four capsules according to the instructions of the antipyretic medicine.

"Open your mouth and take your medicine."

Xia Youjie opened his mouth obediently, looking up at Yue Jianshan with his moist eyes, his eyes were glowing bright red due to the high fever.Yue Jianshan was startled, almost unable to hold the water glass steady.She tried her best to ignore the strange atmosphere that she was like an 'S', stuffed the capsule into Xia Youjie's mouth, and handed him the water glass——

Yue Jianshan intended to let Xia Youjie hold the water cup to drink water, but Xia Youjie raised his arm to hold Yue Jianshan's wrist, and started to drink water with her hand.

Xia Youjie was always very obedient when he took the medicine, he would drink it down after taking a sip of it, he would not cry or fuss, nor would he dislike the bitterness of the medicine, but his brows would subconsciously wrinkle a little.After drinking the medicine, he lay back on the sofa, his black hair was scattered in a mess, and there were a few strands of black hair on the sides of his cheeks and sharp eyebrows.

Yue Jianshan subconsciously took out a mint candy from the jar under the table, opened it, and fed it into Xia Youjie's mouth.The sugar is a handmade sugar produced by a small flower planter's workshop brought by Yue Jianshan. Although it is said to be sugar, it actually tastes not sweet at all.Later, because it was difficult to buy, Yue Jianshan went abroad to learn how to make it.

She has always been good at dealing with people. As long as Yue Jianshan wants to know someone or learn something, she will rarely fail.Except for spells, which have rigid requirements for talent.

There was still more than half of the sugar in the jar, and after stuffing the sugar into Xia Youjie's mouth, Yue Jianshan realized belatedly that he seemed to have done something he shouldn't have done again.

It wasn't just Xia Youjie who got into the habit, in fact, there was also her.It's just that Yue Jianshan doesn't admit it.

She pursed her lips and put the sugar bowl back under the table.

One side of Xia Youjie's cheek was swollen because of the sugar, which made people realize that he was only 28 years old, not [-] years old.He licked his teeth, and the cool taste of mint filled his mouth, which made him sober.

Yue Jianshan leaned over and touched his forehead through the fever-reducing patch, then touched his cheeks and the side of his neck—the temperature was still quite high, and it seemed that the fever hadn't subsided much.She got up and picked up the coat hanging on the sofa: "I'm going out to buy some food and come back to make breakfast. Do you want to go out with me and go to the hospital by the way?"

"Don't go."

Xia Youjie turned his head away, his voice hoarse.He doesn't like hospitals very much, for some personal reasons.

Yue Jianshan was in a complicated mood just now, and was suddenly amused.As long as she doesn't think about the tragedies that may happen in the future for a while, all her emotions will be particularly vivid when she and Xia Youjie are together.

"You are dead, can the hospital eat you?" Yue Jianshan urged Xia Youjie while putting on his clothes: "Get up quickly, the anti-fever stickers are still hot after putting them on for so long, what can I do if I don't go to the hospital to see... "

Xia Youjie lay on his back on the sofa, pretending to be asleep, without making a sound.Yue Jianshan leaned against the door frame and raised his eyebrows: "It's fine if you don't get up, I'll go buy breakfast, you wait for me at home—"

Xia Youjie turned over and stood up from the bed, picked up his coat and put it on, and said in a muffled voice, "Go."

When Yue Jianshan changed her shoes and went out, Xia Youjie followed her quietly.The two walked for a while keeping a distance of about [-] centimeters, Xia Youjie suddenly quickened his pace, walked to Yue Jianshan, and held her hand.Yue Jianshan looked up at him, Xia Youjie pinched her slender fingers and whispered, "I am the patient."

He justly asked to be taken care of - well, this is also a habit of his own sins.

Yue Jianshan gritted his back molars, his hands were almost melted by Xia Youjie's covering.She curled her fingers, but Xia Youjie's grip was too tight for her to curl up.At this moment, Xia Youjie's cell phone rang. He took out the cell phone from his coat pocket, and he didn't know what text message he read, his brows furrowed.

Yue Jianshan couldn't help asking: "Is there a mission?"

"It's the previous attacker..." Xia Youjie didn't hide the truth from Yue Jianshan, and handed her the phone: "The identity has been confirmed. They are fugitives from Italy, and one of them is a person with supernatural powers."

The text message was sent by a person named 'Hui Yuanxiong', which not only contained brief information on the three attackers, but even photos.With the photo, Yue Jianshan quickly matched the faces of these three people with the 'faces' of the three policemen in the third week.

That's how it turned out... So in the third week, the one who accepted his call to the police and kept him at the police station was simply a fake policeman, and it was these three fugitives who pretended to be.As for the real policeman—it should have happened before he called the police.Otherwise, there are only three police officers in such a large police station, no matter how you think about it, it is wrong.

It's because of my lack of experience that I can't find the abnormality.

When Yue Jianshan was about to return the phone to Xia Youjie, the phone vibrated, and 'Hui Yuanxiong' sent Xia Youjie a new text message.

Hui Yuanxiong: Senior!Qihai and I have received a new second-level spell spirit mission, and we are about to leave now!You have a good rest!

Hui Yuanxiong: I accidentally saw your task arrangement yesterday, it was too scary!There are at least two missions a day. Even if you are a super magician, senior, you should take care of your health.

Yue Jianshan looked at the last text message and was stunned for a while.She knew that Xia Youjie's mental state was very abnormal in the first month or two when he was on the verge of madness.But seeing his daily workload so clearly, Yue Jianshan couldn't help being amazed.

Two tasks a day, according to Xia Youjie's technique, at least one spell spirit needs to be swallowed that day.Moreover, the curse master basically has no weekends. With this workload, who would be sick if Xia Youjie wasn't sick?

She returned the phone to Xia Youjie: "Even if you are a super magician, there is no need to squeeze like this, right?"

Xia Youjie looked down at the phone screen, and immediately understood why Yue Jianshan said that.He put away his phone, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "It was I who asked for more tasks. I... don't want to be left behind."

Every time he performs a mission, sometimes when he encounters a young girl during the mission, he will think of a girl who died in his arms, and then think of Yuejianshan.

If... if, at that time, the person standing behind him was Yue Jianshan, and the enemy was Fu Heisher, would he also be unable to protect the other party?

Yue Jianshan didn't know how to persuade Xia Youjie.To be precise, she was hesitating—in the end, Yue Jianshan decided to send Xia Youjie to the hospital first.

Tasks... If you are sick, you will temporarily stop taking so many tasks, right?

Send Xia Youjie to a nearby hospital to see a doctor.The doctor originally wanted to give Xia Youjie a bottle, but Xia Youjie refused, and asked the doctor to prescribe medicine for himself, insisting on going grocery shopping with Yue Jianshan.

With this sick number, it's not good for Yue Jianshan to waste time.After picking out a lunch box with meat and vegetables at the supermarket, she took Xia Youjie to pay the bill and went home.

When the two came back after going around, the porridge was almost ready.Yue Jianshan found the post-it notes, wrote notes one by one and pasted them on the bento box, and stacked them neatly in the refrigerator.

The porridge is white porridge, and Yue Jianshan set the automatic heat preservation for the rice cooker.

By the time Yue Jianshan finished his work and left the kitchen, Xia Youjie had already curled up on the sofa and fell asleep: the antipyretics and the medicine prescribed by the doctor contained sleep aid ingredients, and he hadn’t had a good rest for a long time, so he stayed in Yuejianshan After being around, he unconsciously relaxed and fell into a rare deep sleep.

Yue Jianshan did not approach.She stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Xia Youjie. The boy's face was buried in the soft pillow, and his brows were slightly frowned when he fell asleep. His face was pale, and he looked quiet and well-behaved.

Xia Youjie sleeps very well, neither snore nor talk in sleep.The only disadvantage is that he has a shallow sleep and is easily awakened; therefore, Yue Jianshan rarely has the opportunity to see his sleeping face.

She knew that Xia Youjie was very strong.But now, Xia Youjie, who is sleeping next to Yue Jianshan defenselessly and frankly revealing his fatal weakness to her, makes Yue Jianshan feel very vulnerable.

Even though he knew that this person was the future murderer, at this moment, Yue Jianshan still felt a pity for him.

The morning sun outside shone in through the glass, and when they hit Xia Youjie's face, Yue Jianshan turned around and quickly drew the curtains.With her back to Xia Youjie, she grabbed the corner of the curtain so hard that her knuckles turned white.

She said to herself: "Yue Jianshan, Yue Jianshan, are you really crazy?"

She must be crazy.Otherwise, how could he feel pity for a future murderer?

Xia Youjie was woken up by the sound of the phone, frowned and closed his eyes to answer the phone: it was a call from the supervisor, asking him about the task.

He got up with his hands on his forehead. His head still hurt a little, but the fever had subsided.After all, he is a super conjurer with good physical fitness.The surrounding light was very dark, and Xia Youjie looked around only to find that the curtains had been drawn - without thinking too much, it must have been done by Yue Jianshan.

The supervisor on the other end of the phone was still reporting the follow-up, Xia Youjie said a few perfunctory words, and at the same time noticed two densely written post-it notes on the table.He leaned over and tore off the two post-it notes, and saw Yue Jianshan's handwriting on them without accident.

How much medicine prescribed by the hospital to take every day, how many times a day to take, I wrote a post-it note on the medicine box, remember to take the medicine.There is porridge in the rice cooker in the kitchen, so you can eat it by yourself when you wake up.There is a ready-made bento box in the refrigerator. I bought two days’ worth for you. I have posted different post-it notes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. You can follow the instructions I posted to reheat and eat.

I'm going back to my hometown, there are materials left over there for the Chinese New Year.Probably two to three weeks to come back.If you are still uncomfortable after waking up, take another medicine. ——Yuejian Shanliu

Xia Youjie tapped the thin paper of the sticky note with his index finger, and he could almost imagine his girlfriend sitting at the low table, writing down these words seriously with downcast eyes.He unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and rubbed his swollen temples at the same time: Maybe he can take advantage of this illness and take a short rest for two days.

I've been having nightmares lately... Maybe it's because the task is too heavy that I think about it day and night.

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"Ah!"

Yue Jianshan sneezed, and the circles of his eyes were red.She sniffed, and frantically pulled out a tissue from the tissue box in the front of the car.

Jotaro Kujo in the driver's seat next to him glanced at her: "Are you having a cold?"

Yue Jianshan rolled up the dirty paper towels and threw them into the trash can, saying hoarsely, "It's infected."

Kujo Jotaro pointed to the drawer: "There are masks and cold medicine in there."

Yue Jianshan was a little surprised.She always thought that Kujo Jotaro would not pay attention to details, but he was more considerate than she imagined.

"Thank you."

After thanking him politely, Yue Jianshan didn't immediately go to get the mask and medicine.She took out a mini handheld screen from her pocket and handed it to Jotaro Kujo, explaining to him in his puzzled eyes: "It's a miniature tracker. This screen can show my location. During this journey, I don't out of your sight."

Kujo Jotaro pondered for two seconds, then put down the monitor: "Then the tracker is on you?"

Yue Jianshan subconsciously licked his back molars with his tongue: "Well, it's on me, but I won't tell you where it is. To be honest, although I don't think you are a bad person, I don't know exactly where it is right now. trust you."

"I have already determined that there is a problem with my memory. Before collecting enough clues, for my own safety, I must remain vigilant about everything, including people."

Kujo Jotaro didn't dislike Tsukimi-san's behavior.He nodded to Yue Jianshan and said, "Yes."

He is no longer at the age where he needs a companion, at least Yue Jianshan does not need to be his companion.Before coming to Biseomori, Kujo Jotaro quietly investigated the target he was about to contact—Haru Tsukimi Sanharu. As a stand-in messenger, her life was too peaceful, as peaceful as an ordinary person.

It was as if there was an invisible net around her that completely filtered out all danger.A girl who grew up in such a safe environment is not suitable to be Jotaro's companion.

The car started slowly, gradually leaving the familiar scenery of Yuejian Mountain behind.Seeing that Jotaro agreed with his words, Tsukimiyama couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She bowed her head and replied to Nozomi Matsushima: Thank you for the micro-tracker you found for me, and I have already transferred the money to your personal account.

Now adding Kujo Jotaro, it is equivalent to a total of two people who have grasped their specific whereabouts.As long as the two people's goals cannot be agreed upon, their own level of security will increase.

Only by ensuring that you are alive can you find your true memory!