Ambush from all sides

When the dead leaf gently held up a dead leaf butterfly and placed it in Fang Qiu's palm, Zhan Hao walked out of the lobby slowly with his hands behind his back.Fang Qiu teased the butterfly absent-mindedly, and saw a shadow on the ground moving towards him. When he looked up, he saw Zhan Hao standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.Fang Qiu's small body couldn't help shrinking slightly, staring at him with some fear, leaning into the arms of the dead leaves.

Zhan Hao raised his eyebrows in surprise—Fang Qiu liked him the most before, but now he has this reaction.Probably because I saw him hugging my mother just now, so I felt a little nervous.

Withered Ye picked Fang Qiu up, looked at Zhan Hao coldly, and said, "She's gone?"

Zhan Hao stared at him quietly: "Well, she was a little emotional, I asked Quan Jing and Yu Ke to send her back first, and I will ask Min Wei to send Fang Qiu back later." Looking at the child tenderly, he stretched out his hands flatteringly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Fang Qiu, come here and give Uncle Zhan a hug?"

Fang Qiu still looked at him with some resistance, and kept hiding in the arms of the dead leaves.Withered Ye cast a cold glance at Zhan Hao, and said with a sneer, "You have a lot of romantic debts, even the mothers of other children."

Zhan Hao withdrew his hand helplessly, and sighed: "Everyone, I'm all to blame." As he spoke, he glanced at the dead leaves thoughtfully, and said, "I'll explain to you later." Min Wei, who was chatting with other little maids in the porch, called over and asked her to take Fang Qiu back.

Min Wei ran over, stretched out her hand and carefully hugged Fang Qiu into her arms, and coaxed him, "Fang Qiu, sister Min Wei will take you home, okay?"

Fang Qiu looked at the dead leaves with some reluctance, blinking pitifully.Withered Ye pursed her lips and reached out to touch his head. Min Wei smiled when she saw the reluctance of the older and the younger.She pinched Fang Qiu's little hand and waved at the dead leaves, saying, "Come on, Fang Qiu, say goodbye to Brother Cen."

Zhan Hao lowered his eyelids to look at the withered leaves with a gentle face, and there was a faint flickering light in his eyes.He heard Dead Leaf let out a barely audible chuckle, and saw the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.Fang Qiu looked at the right half of his face exposed by the withered leaves, fondled his chin with his small hands reluctantly, and said softly, "...Chen."

Withered Ye was startled, then lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips deepened faintly.

When Min Wei heard him speak, she laughed out of joy.The little girl hugged Fang Qiu vigorously and kissed him several times, then turned around and left with the child.

Under the bright sunlight, Zhan Hao saw a delicate purple jasmine planted on the loosely tied braid of the little doll's hair.

When eating at noon, Dead Leaf buried her head in her meal as usual, without saying a word.Zhan Hao always put down his chopsticks after only taking a few mouthfuls, and then quietly leaned on the back of the chair to watch the dead leaves eat.

It was very quiet outside the house, and it was also very quiet inside the house, only the slight sound of chewing food could be heard.Zhan Hao stared at his lips and nose quietly, then remembered his sneeze in the sun just now, and asked, "Did you take your medicine on time during the few days I went to Changshu?"

Withered Leaf didn't raise her head, she just replied in a flat tone: "Yes, Ji Tang will bring the medicine to my room together with the rice."

"Oh." Zhan Hao replied thoughtfully, and then stopped talking.He was a little concerned in his heart, Dead Leaves don't like to talk, and never take the initiative to talk, but he wanted to communicate with him—especially, he wanted to know what he was thinking when he saw himself hugging Ma Qingyun just now .

In his heart, has he been positioned as a flirtatious person?

Staring at the downcast eyes of the dead leaves for a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Just now Ma Qingyun said that Fang Qiu is my son."

As soon as the words fell, Dead Leaf, who was buried in eating, coughed violently.Zhan Hao was a little stunned, thinking that the reaction wouldn't be so strong, right?Or did he just hit the dead leaf's most unacceptable point?

Covering his mouth with his mouth covered, he bent over the table and coughed in embarrassment—the words just now made him choke the soup directly into his throat!Fang Qiu is this guy's son?How is it possible, how could the old fox give birth to such a well-behaved kitten? !

After finally breathing smoothly, Dead Ye straightened up with blushing face, glared at Zhan Hao angrily, and said, "She must have lied to you, how could you have such a good son?"

Zhan Hao raised his eyebrows, this time he was really helpless, the dead leaves of feelings really don't think highly of him?What do you mean, "How could you have such a good son"?Is his focus a bit off?Shouldn't he be surprised about his relationship with Ma Qingyun?I and Ma Qingyun look so much alike... Have an affair?

Zhan Hao thought about it, lowered his head a little funny, and said, "Of course Fang Qiu is not my son, I have never touched Ma Qingyun at all."

Withered Ye squinted and looked at Zhan Hao expressionlessly.

"But she insisted that she drugged me here before we got married, and we became husband and wife." Zhan Hao raised his eyes to stare at the eyes of the dead leaves, and raised his eyebrows leisurely: "You Say, what is the reason that made her think that such absurd thing had happened?"

Withered Ye sneered, and looked away from Zhan Hao disdainfully: "Maybe it really happened, but you just don't remember it because you were drugged."

Hearing what he said, Zhan Hao couldn't help laughing in a low voice.He straightened up and leaned back into the soft chair, and said amusedly, "I can't be drugged, Dead Leaf, do you know why?" He tilted his head and looked at the right side of Dead Leaf's face calmly.Withered Leaf turned her face away, stared at him without speaking, and waited quietly for his answer.

"Because I have been taking various poisons since I can remember, so Yan Peng and Qu Xiaolian never dared to touch my tea set when they came to my place. You also know that I drank Yagi living water from birth , I remember very early, very early. And my ancestors have been taking poison—do you know what that means?"

As Zhan Hao said, his eyes gradually showed a leisurely smile that belonged to a superior.

"It means that I am already invulnerable to all poisons. How could it be possible for mere love drugs to fascinate me?" Zhan Hao leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and spread his hands in a funny way: "She said she drugged me, and with I had intercourse, and I also said that Lin Zhihuan only had intercourse with her on the day of the bridal chamber, but she was already pregnant at that time and hadn't had menstruation for more than a month. So, here is one thing I want to discuss with you, "Said, unfolded Hao leaned over and stared at the dead leaves, and said, "Fang Qiu, whose child is it?"

At that moment, Dead Leaf stared at his calm eyes, brows were slightly furrowed, and for some reason... felt a little annoyed.

Shouldn't he like Fang Qiu very much?But why, can he say this in such a leisurely tone now?Usually Zhan Hao behaves like Fang Qiu is his most beloved little nephew.But in a blink of an eye, he seemed to be treating a matter that had nothing to do with him, as if it was an after-dinner conversation, talking about the mystery of Fang Qiu's life experience with the attitude of an outsider watching the show.

Zhan Hao, how much of your words, your facial expressions and actions are true?

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the dead leaves stared at his amber eyes. Thinking of his gentle eyes in the lobby this morning, he suddenly felt that he had been fooled.In other words, all the people around him were fooled by him, and they couldn't eat for a while.

Is this a problem that all strong people have?Use your own ability to base your happiness on the pain of the weak?

Yes... That's right, Zhan Hao, you are very dazzling and excellent, you are slick and courteous everywhere, your manners are decent, you advance and retreat calmly, you have the ability to make people fall in love with you, but this is not the reason for you to play tricks on others!Ma Qingyun, or Yanheng Lin Zhihuan, they fall in love with you, it can be said that they are stupid, but you should never treat others like clowns!You have a lot of admirers, and seeing them go crazy for you, is that how you get your satisfaction?You are so charming, so you can turn your face away and talk about others as a joke?With this... calm, easy, calm - disgusting attitude!

Withered Ye thought with a grim expression, and became more and more annoyed.For the first time, he realized that there was someone more annoying than Bai Yutang in this world!Although Bai Yutang is indifferent, at least he doesn't mess around with others, and he is devoted to Zhan Zhao, at least he has a heart.But Zhan Hao, where is his Zhan Hao's heart?He has such a calm and indifferent appearance... Does he really have a heart?

Fang Qiu's life experience is unknown, if Lin Zhihuan finds out about this, the little guy's safety may be a problem, it's unreasonable that he can say it in such a relaxed tone!Withered Ye stared at Zhan Hao's well-groomed face, biting his back molars fiercely, and finally couldn't help it after a while, slammed the chopsticks in his hand, got up and rushed out.

Zhan Hao was somewhat surprised by his actions.Just now, seeing the changing emotions in his eyes, he became more and more agitated and annoyed, and thought he was worried about Fang Qiu.But judging from Dead Leaf's behavior just now, it seems that at some point he flicked his irritable switch.

He raised his eyebrows, sighed slowly, bent down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground, and put them on the table.It was the first time I felt that it was so difficult to get close to a person's heart. He refused to speak or communicate, and held back everything he thought in his heart. In the end, he only showed an inexplicable result to others—at least let people know this. How is the journey in the middle?

Suddenly I got angry, and suddenly I threw my chopsticks and left.Zhan Hao tapped the table with his index finger helplessly, quietly thinking about the dead leaves in his heart.How to approach him, how to make him open his heart to himself, how to make him like himself.

Difficult, really difficult, harder than everything he has ever encountered... Difficult.

No wonder people in the world say that the most difficult thing in the world is the word "love".

Thinking of this sentence, Zhan Hao couldn't help smiling slightly.Although the word love is difficult, there are still a lot of idiotic men and women who go on to make it crazy, and their belts are getting wider and wider. How many people spend their entire lives on this word.However, if he could spend his whole life enjoying this word, Zhan Hao would be willing.

Anyway, I can feel that I am still alive in this world.

Thinking about it, Zhan Hao lowered his eyes, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly covered his face with his hands.He faintly felt a power in his chest slowly awakening, gradually aroused, spreading from his chest to his limbs, making him feel refreshed and bright with his five senses.The sluggish feeling that had been dragging his body for a long time had disappeared, replaced by an eagerness to try.

It's like the feeling of a snake absorbing the heat of the sun, stretching its muscles, and preparing to crawl out of its cave to hunt.

... This metaphor is quite vivid.Zhan Hao thought it was funny to himself, sighed freely after a while, rubbed the center of his brows, and prepared to call the servant girl to collect the dishes.But before he could stand up, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside.

Steady, fast, and clean—the sound of dead leaves' footsteps is all too familiar.

Didn't he just leave in a huff, why is he back now?

Zhan Hao thought about it, and kept his sitting posture just now, waiting for the dead leaves to come in.In a blink of an eye, Dead Leaf rushed into the room with a dark face, standing in front of him panting quickly, hands clenched into fists, eyes staring, but said nothing.

Zhan Hao looked at him with some amusement, spread his hands and made a puzzled gesture: "What's wrong?"

Withered Leaf bit her lip angrily, her eyes showed resentment and anger.Zhan Hao understands his look quite well, once something happens that is within the range of his tolerance, but makes him very helpless, his teeth itch, but he can't use fists or kicks - he will have this expression.

"That bastard cat..." Withered Ye's eyebrows almost stood up, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, the right half of his face turned red with anger, "It gave birth to kittens on my pillow!"

When Zhan Hao and the maid Ji Tang followed the dead leaves to his room with hot water and towels, the little mandarin duck had already given birth to all the kittens.Withered Ye walked to the door with a dark face and was unwilling to go in again, disliked the strange smell of blood in the room.Seeing him like this, both Zhan Hao and Ji Tang felt a little happy.

The quilt and pillowcase on the bed were both dark, so when Zhan Hao walked over to look, the bloodstain on the pillow was not too obvious, only a large darker stain on the dark blue satin.The little mandarin duck was lazily curled up on the pillow, lazily licking the blood and afterbirth of the baby, while resting with squinted eyes.Seeing Zhan Hao coming, he half opened his eyes and called out.

Zhan Hao laughed softly, stretched out his hand to poke its forehead, and said with a low laugh, "It's not good where to live, it has to be on the pillow." He stretched out his hand to call Ji Tang over, and told her to put the water basin beside the bed , and the two immediately brought the litter of cats to the table with pillows in their hands.Ji Tang opened the window for ventilation, went over and carried all the bedding on the bed and walked out.Seeing the dead leaves with a stinky face at the door, I couldn't help laughing again.

Withered Leaf's face tensed, and his expression became even more stinky.Thinking of the scene he came in and saw just now, a strange thing wrapped in a blood film wriggling on his pillow, he felt a nausea in his stomach.

After a while, the sound of dripping water came from the room.Withered Ye frowned and rubbed it, stretched out half of his head to look in, and saw Zhan Hao twisting a hot towel, holding the kittens in his hands, and wiped them carefully.The cats are too small, Dead Leaf can only vaguely see a wet clump of fur in Zhan Hao's palm, white with a little black.

The warm towel gently wrapped the cat, and the little guy let out a faint "mi".When Dead Leaf heard that thin cry, her ears couldn't help twitching, and her whole body shivered.

Hearing the movement, Zhan Hao turned his face to look over, and seeing him poking his head, he couldn't help but smile.Holding the cat in his arms, he held up the dead leaves and said, "Aren't you just here to see the kittens? There are five of them, all of which are flowers."

Dead Leaf frowned and gave him a tangled look, then looked hesitantly at the ball of hair in his hand—are these little guys wrapped in that disgusting afterbirth?He pursed his lips and walked slowly as if he was facing an enemy, his hands tightly clenched on the handle of the knife.Zhan Hao sighed and said, "What kind of posture are you doing? They won't eat you."

When she came to Zhan Hao's side and saw clearly the kitten he was holding in his hand, Dead Ye felt a little more at ease.The "blood worm" wriggling weirdly on the pillow had too much visual impact on him, causing him to have a little shadow of this little life.But fortunately, after the little mandarin duck licked them clean, they looked quite cute.

The one in Zhan Hao's hand has white fur all over, only the small tail is black.It nestled in Zhan Hao's broad palm, whimpering, as if it wanted to eat.Zhan Hao lowered his head, and while wiping its belly with a hot towel, he said, "This litter of cats looks pretty good. Here, look at this one. It has a white body and black tail. Cat hunters call it Xueli." Dragging the gun is a rare good cat."

Withered Ye looked at the cat, and then turned to look at the other cats crowded in the arms of the little mandarin duck.Zhan Hao wiped the "dragging gun in the snow" and put it next to the little mandarin duck's belly, and then brought out another one that was feeding happily: "This one has a black body and a white belly, and its name is Wuyun Gai." Snow, also known as Xuelizuan."

Withered Leaf looked around twice, carefully sizing up the litter of black and white cats.After a while, he pointed to a white cat with a black forehead and asked, "What's that cat's name?"

Zhan Hao raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile for a while, and said, "That one, there is a round spot in the center of the forehead and a black tail, it is a whipped hydrangea. The one next to it, with a white body, black forehead and black tail--hanging printing drag gun .”

The dead leaves watched quietly for a while, counting silently in their hearts, dragging guns in the snow, dark clouds covering snow, whipping hydrangeas, hanging seals and dragging guns... huh?There should be one more.He searched among the pile of cats, reached out and grabbed the smallest white cat.The dead leaves held its half-dry body, and saw a horn-shaped black spot on its head, pressing on the left eye, and spreading all the way to the ears.

"What's this one called? Is it whipped hydrangea?" Dead Ye frowned and asked Zhan Hao.Zhan Hao looked up for a while, thought for a while, and then said: "Probably not, the whipped hydrangea must have round spots, this is a triangle, it's still biased, it's just a common species."

Hearing what he said, Dead Leaf couldn't help bringing the cat to her eyes for a closer look.This kitten was the weakest one in the litter, its eyes were closed tightly, its breathing was weak, it didn't move or cry, it just rubbed against his palm faintly.Withered Yexin said that this is just about to die early, right?Thinking about it, I looked around and saw that there was still a towel in the hot tub, so I held the cat in one hand and took it with the other hand.

Zhan Hao raised his eyes and saw his movements—carefully holding the frail kitten in his left hand, clumsily twisting the towel with his fingers in his right hand, he couldn't help lowering his eyes and smiling for a while, and put the cat in his hand beside the little mandarin duck , reached for the towel and twisted it for him, then handed it to his hand.Dead Leaf stared at him uncomfortably, seeing him smiling so calmly, remembering that she got angry at him just now, felt extremely awkward.

"If you don't pick it up, the cat will catch a cold." Zhan Hao said this in a leisurely manner. After hearing this, the dead leaf stretched out his hand angrily and pulled the towel over, wrapping it around the kitten's body, and clumsily Give this little guy a massage.

Zhan Hao watched his movements calmly, and gradually felt a tingling sense of relief in his heart.He likes to look at the dead leaves, this expressionless face, but gentle and delicate movements.The more Zhan Hao looked at him, the more Zhan Hao felt that he was the one he was waiting for—speak less, indifferent, but thoughtful.Looking at the dead leaves, he seemed to be able to see his peaceful and quiet life in the future, and his old age with nothing to ask for.

Uncle Zhong is right, when he meets that person, life will no longer be static and boring. Every day and every moment can be spent thinking about him, and there will be new discoveries and feelings.

For example, at this moment, the sun is shining outside the house, and the lotus and magnolia are still blooming lively. The person he likes is sitting in front of him, holding a weak life in his hand, and is carefully caring for it.His downcast and slender eyes, long hanging bangs, and the mask behind the bangs...these are all wonderful to Zhan Hao, because they are all about this person.

At this moment, Zhan Hao couldn’t help but think of many previous moments, such as when the dead leaves were standing quietly on the side of the street, when he was holding a cat behind the rain curtain and playing with butterflies, when he was leaning against the window to eat with two purple jasmine flowers in his hair , when falling asleep next to the cat at night, and... when holding Fang Qiu in the sun to pick crape myrtle flowers.

Emotions are not without trace.On the contrary, when Zhan Hao carefully recalled every scene these days, he found that every day, every moment, the dead leaves were getting closer to his heart.

——He came alive because of his liking for this person. Compared with today, the past 28 years seem so pale and colorless.Zhan Hao felt that his expression was not exaggerated at all, liking is liking, and having someone he likes is such a happy thing.

Although this person has not liked him yet.

Zhan Hao leaned back in the chair, tilted his head quietly, and looked at the dead leaves from a different angle.He is not in a hurry, although he only has 32 years left, it is enough.No matter how stubborn and difficult this person is, he is sure to make the other person like him during these 32 years.No matter how long that time limit is, no matter how many days are left, as long as Dead Leaf falls in love with him at the last moment—even if it is only for a moment, it is his victory, and it is enough to fulfill the meaning of his life this time.

In the afternoon, Ji Tang took the realgar mugwort leaf water and scrubbed the bed with dead leaves again, and replaced the bedding and pillows with new ones.Zhan Haolai stayed in the dead leaves room, leaning against the table and lazily staring at the kittens.The little mandarin duck sleeps in the comfortable cat nest that Ji Tang helped it tidy up, and a row of kittens next to its belly are clattering loudly while feeding.Zhan Hao found that Dead Leaf seemed to be particularly fond of the horned tabby kitten, and when he saw it being squeezed away, he would reach out and push the other kittens aside to make room for the breast in the center for it.

Zhan Hao squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "You should keep the last one for it, the one with the most milk." Hearing what he said, Dead Leaf moved the kitten to the last breast with suspicion.Seeing how easy it was for him, Zhan Hao believed him, and his stomach ached from joy, but he didn't want to laugh out loud, for fear of irritating this awkward guy.

Dead Leaf sat at the table and kept staring at the cats.For a while, he disliked the jade vase in the middle of the table, and took it aside.At this time, Zhan Hao noticed that the agapanthus in the vase had disappeared, thought it was because the dead leaves were not used to the smell and threw them away, so he asked, "Does the flower smell bad?"

Dead Leaf looked at him inexplicably: "What did you say?"

Zhan Hao pointed to the vase: "The flowers I gave you yesterday, why did you throw them away?" Withered Ye glanced at the vase, poked the little mandarin duck's ear expressionlessly, and said, "I didn't throw them away." , I helped this guy take a bath yesterday, and he disappeared when he came back."

When Zhan Hao heard this, he turned his head to think about it, and probably knew why.It must be Yuke who came here by touching it. Seeing Agapanthus put on the table, she took it away in a moment of anger.He tilted his head and smiled for a while, thinking that the dead leaf might be the mistress of the Zhan family in the future, wouldn't Yuke be so angry?

Dead Leaf raised her eyes and saw him smiling, she didn't know what she was smiling for for no reason, so she rolled her eyes and turned her head away from him.At this time, the horned tabby kitten seemed to have eaten enough, loosened its nipple, and was sleeping on its stomach.Its brothers and sisters still fought vigorously for milk, and stepped on it several times.Withered Ye frowned at the edge, and reached out decisively to hug the kitten out.

Seeing that he really treasured this kitten, Zhan Hao said, "You like it so much, why not give it a name."

Withered Leaf glanced at him, and said ignorantly, "I don't know how to name it."

Zhan Hao narrowed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He leaned over and stretched out his hand to take the kitten to take a good look, but Dead Leaf twisted his body and hid the kitten on the other side so that he would not touch it.Zhan Hao looked at him helplessly, and said, "I just want to see what it looks like. You don't know how to name it, so can I help it?"

Withered Leaf rolled her eyes coldly: "I won't let you get up." After speaking, she turned around and ignored him.Zhan Hao's good intentions met with a cold nail, and he felt helpless and funny: "What the hell are you angry with, you showed me this morning, and you haven't calmed down until now? What the hell did I do? Can you tell me about it?"

Withered Leaf turned her back to him and said nothing, only focused on stroking the kitten.Zhan Hao waited for quite a while, but still didn't hear him, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.He relaxed his body, leaned back into the chair, sighed, and said, "If you don't tell me, I can probably guess it."

"I will definitely investigate Fang Qiu's matter. Many people are involved in this matter, so I can't ignore it. It's true that Fang Qiu is cute and cute, but it's not to the point where I worry about it. " Zhan Hao said unhurriedly, slipped two night pearls out of his sleeves and held them in his hands, absently playing with them, while looking at the back of the dead leaf's head: "You don't care if you think I'm ruthless or disgusting, It's up to you now. But, dead leaves—"

Zhan Hao paused for a while, raised his chin slightly, and said, "One day, I will let you know what I care about."

Withered Ye turned his back to him, but his figure remained motionless.After a while, Zhan Hao heard his deep and cool voice: "You mean, you don't care about the people who care about you now, do you?" After finishing speaking, the right side of the dead leaf turned Coming over, he looked at him coldly with long and narrow eyes, with suspicion and disdain in his eyes.

Zhan Hao smiled silently, sighed, clasped his fingers, leaned his elbows on the armrest of the chair, and replied flatly: "That's right."

"Hmph," upon hearing this, Dead Leaf sneered, turned his face away, and said sarcastically, "Then I sincerely hope that the person who makes you worry about you will never care about you."

Hearing him cursing himself like this, Zhan Hao couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.He quietly stared at the back of the dead leaf, and rubbed the center of his brows with a bit of self-deprecation: "You really... got the point."

Withered Ye hugged the cat, and didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, so she interrupted him with a sneer: "When you went to Changshu, Wan Shu, the top brand in Yuehualou that you didn't care about, asked me to bring you a cloak. She He also said, I made a tune, please go and listen." After speaking unhurriedly, he put the kitten into the arms of the little mandarin duck, walked to the hanger beside the bed, and took the black cloak from it. , and threw it to Zhan Hao with a wave of his hand.

Zhan Hao stretched out his hand to catch it, stared at him for a while rather puzzled, and then took the cloak to examine it.After turning around for a while, he raised his eyebrows and said, "This is not my cloak."

"Who knows," Dead Leaf glanced at him coldly, "I gave you such a nice cloak, and asked you to listen to the music. Your airs are really not ordinary." He said, walking to the table Pick up the cat litter, move it to the foot of the bed and put it down.Zhan Hao stared at his bowed posture, raised his eyebrows faintly, and his eyes became a little subtle.

"Then tell me, should I go or not?" Zhan Hao said absently with his eyes downcast, but his direct gaze still didn't look away from the dead leaf's waist and hips.Withered Leaf bent down and straightened the bed without looking back: "I was told you to go, not me, and asked me why." When he said this, he seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly he straightened up and turned his face to stare at Zhan Hao .Zhan Hao immediately looked away, looked at him as if nothing had happened, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Withered Ye's movements paused for a moment, he frowned, stared suspiciously at Zhan Hao's plain expression, and wondered if he had misread his strange sight just now?After hesitating for a while, he frowned and said slowly, "Do you know Shadow Gate?"

"Shadow Gate?" Zhan Hao blinked: "How could I not know, I also dealt with them when I was in Chilongmen."

Withered Ye paused for a moment, then said: "Just after you went to Changshu, a killer from Shadow Gate came up and told you to be careful, someone is watching you."

"Shadow Gate's killer?" Zhan Hao raised his eyebrows, and smiled leisurely: "Didn't Shadow Gate always hate you so much, why did they tell you?"

Dead Leaf lowered her head in silence, and it took a while before she said: "I don't know very well, that killer had a grudge with me before, I chased her to the center of the city, she entered Yuehua Building, and then disappeared."

"Ah, Yuehua Tower." Zhan Hao relaxed his eyebrows unhurriedly, and seemed to be in a good mood.He pretended to spread his hands, pretending to be helpless: "Then we have to go to Yuehua Building, listen to a little song, and find someone."

Seeing his strange appearance, Dead Leaf frowned again in disgust.Zhan Hao smiled at him with crooked eyebrows and said, "Hey, you shouldn't be angry with me now, right?"

Withered leaves exploded, and gnashed their teeth and threw a dart: "Who is mad at you!"

Zhan Hao happily caught the dead leaf butterfly dart with his hands, put it in his sleeve, and coaxed him: "Okay, okay, don't get angry, don't get angry." Then, he turned his face to look at the sky outside the house, and turned his head Laiyou smiled at the dead leaves: "It's time to eat so late. Second Master Cen, can you do me a favor and go have a meal with me?"

This yin and yang tone made the molars itch behind the dead leaves.He glared at Zhan Hao viciously, neither did he get angry, nor did he fight - maybe he might not be able to beat him.After thinking about it for a while, he finally flung his sleeves and walked out angrily.Zhan Hao idly followed behind, smiling and talking non-stop along the way:

"That little cat, I thought about it just now, its markings are triangular, and it looks like a clown, or is it called horns?"

"You are the buffoon!"

"Don't be a buffoon, how about a dandy?"

"Danjiao, you uncle!"

"Hey, I read it just now, that little guy is a mother, that's right, it's Danjiao."

"..."

"What about Danjiao? Oh, Jiao, Xiaojiao..."

Hearing Zhan Hao's posturing voice behind him, Dead Ye frowned and stared, almost gnashing her back molars in annoyance.