Altar of Infinity

Because of the wind, the umbrellas of the two of them could not completely cover the rain. Jiang Jichu was probably not in good health. When the cold wind blew, his face turned pale. , the already beautiful facial features now have a different taste.

For a moment, Xie Ji felt absurdly that Jiang Jichu resembled the ghost in the story book on a rainy night.

He was entangled by ghosts, and drove around the ghost town of Z City for a long time, but he ended up at Jiang Jichu's place.

why?

Xie Ji secretly sized up Jiang Jichu.

The young man seems to be no different from when he met before, and there is also a shadow behind him.

"Mr. Xie came here in the rain at night, what's the matter?" Jiang Jichu's cold voice sounded.

Xie Ji glanced around. According to his memory, there should be a high-end villa area nearby. Now the villas have disappeared, and it has become a dark land. If you insert a few tombstones, you can go directly to shooting horror movies.

He looked back at Jiang Jichu, trying to capture every subtle expression on the other's face: "I've hit a ghost."

Jiang Jichu frowned slightly: "Breaking a ghost?"

Xie Ji signaled Jiang Jichu to look aside: "You live in a deep mountain and old forest?"

After seeing the surrounding environment, Jiang Jichu's expression finally changed slightly, and he took out his mobile phone from his pocket to light up the screen.

Xie Ji couldn't see what Jiang Jichu was doing, but judging from Jiang Jichu's expression, he should have found that there was no signal.

Xie Ji: "Now do you believe it?"

Jiang Jichu put away his mobile phone.

I was still using my mobile phone to surf the Internet before I heard the doorbell ring, but now I can’t connect to my home wifi, and the signal of my mobile phone card is gone.

On a night of torrential rain, his villa seemed to be moved from a high-end residential area to a barren hill. The signal can still be explained by a signal jammer, but it is impossible for human power to block him in such a short period of time without him being aware of it. A neighborhood was bulldozed.

He just pushed open the door, but it was like walking into another world.

The abnormality came too suddenly, but everything in front of me was real.

He raised his head.

In the rain, Xie Ji held up a big black umbrella. Because he waited for too long, his dark suit was wet all over the place, his white shirt stuck to his body, outlining his distinct muscles, his black hair was also wet by the rain, elegant There was a bit of helplessness in his brows, and when he looked down at him, it was a bit like coaxing a child.

If he hit a ghost, who can guarantee that Xie Ji in front of him is a living person.

There seemed to be an invisible string at both ends of the iron gate. It was tense, and suspicion spread along the string.

A thunder flashed across the sky, and Jiang Jichu recalled the dream from last night in the white light.

It was on such a rainy night that he and Xie Ji stood in the sea...

Without waiting for him to think about it, Xie Ji suddenly reached out his hand through the gap in the iron gate and grabbed his right hand holding the umbrella.

He struggled instinctively, but his right hand was firmly held by Xie Ji.

He heard Xie Ji's gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, I just want you to confirm that I am a big living person, and my hands are soft and warm."

The palm of the hand became a little bit cold due to the wind and rain, but it was still calm and strong, which made people feel at ease for no reason.

The tense strings were melted by the heat, and Jiang Jichu opened the door: "Come in first."

Xie Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

He went to arrest Jiang Jichu not only to make the other party believe in him, but also to confirm the other party's identity.

Fortunately, it is soft and warm.

Jiang Jichu was just as unlucky as himself.

He didn't look around after he entered the villa, but everywhere he looked was clean and tidy, and there were no exaggerated and unrestrained decorations by artists. It was the same type of cool-toned decoration as his home.

Xie Ji was covered in water, but Jiang Jichu didn't seem to care, gave him a pair of slippers and let him sit wherever he wanted.

Xie Ji: "You live by yourself?"

"Yes," Jiang Jichu, as the owner of the house, poured him a cup of hot tea, "Mr. Xie, do you want to take a hot bath first?"

Xie Ji also felt that he was not elegant: "Then bother."

Jiang Jichu: "It's okay, I'll find you clothes you haven't worn."

Jiang Jichu took out a set of clothes from the closet and put them at the bathroom door.

He took out his mobile phone to check again, even at home, the mobile phone has no signal.

I have lived for more than 20 years, and today I have seen a ghost.

But why did the ghost let Xie send to his home?

After all, the dream last night was really offensive, facing Xie Ji's sudden visit, Jiang Jichu felt a little guilty.

Especially after the dream, he still...

Jiang Jichu quickly walked towards the studio. After entering, he first covered the painting he had just finished with a white cloth, and then locked the door with a key.

He glanced at the time and thought about the location of Xie's building from his home. At this point... Xie Ji probably hasn't had dinner yet.

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Yesterday he said he would invite Jiang Jichu to eat dessert at home, but he turned around and came to Jiang Jichu's home, which shows that the world is impermanent.

Xie Ji took a quick shower, and Jiang Jichu put the clothes at the door, and they fit right on.

There is a certain difference in body shape between him and Jiang Jichu, and the clothes are young people's style, Jiang Jichu is the only child, whose clothes belong to?

Xie Ji walked out of the bathroom, casually said: "The size is quite suitable." It's just that the underwear is a bit tight.

Jiang Jichu: "I bought a lot before, but I had too many things to do, so I forgot to return it."

Thank you for nodding.

Jiang Jichu: "Mr. Xie hasn't had dinner yet?"

Xie Ji: "I ran into a ghost just as I was about to go home."

Jiang Jichu responded, and brought out a bowl of steaming pig's trotter stewed rice from the kitchen: "I ate out today, but I forgot to tell my aunt, she made this for me, and I didn't move."

After Jiang Jichu finished speaking, he added: "There are vegetables in the refrigerator, Mr. Xie can cook for himself if he wants to eat something else."

The human building made of steel keeps out the wind and rain, and the interior is spacious and bright. There is a steaming pig's trotter stewed rice on the coffee table, which is quite warm despite the ghosts.

Xie Ji didn't expect that Jiang Jichu looked clear and cold, and found that he hadn't eaten, so he warmed up the food for himself in advance.

The hot air seems to pass through the pores, covering his heart gently and tightly.

Xie Ji: "This is fine, thank you."

Jiang Jichu noticed Xie Ji's inconspicuous surprise, and hurriedly took a sip of water.

He is not the type to take care of others. If it were someone else tonight, he might not even be able to enter the house.

He was pouring water and hot food, all because the picture of kissing in the rain painted with Xie Ji's shape was on the easel next to the wall, he felt guilty and guilty.

Jiang Jichu secretly peeped at Xie Ji from the corner of his eye.

The man encountered a ghost on an empty stomach and drove all the way. He must be hungry by now. He ate at a not slow pace, but he was still very elegant.

He couldn't help thinking, if he wanted to buy the portrait rights of President Xie... what price would it be?

Xie Ji didn't know that Jiang Jichu's Xiao Jiujiu had a very comfortable meal.

He was independent early. He moved out to live by himself since he was a child. He was alone abroad, and he was still alone after returning to China. Even if there was an aunt who would come to help cook, it was the job of the aunt.

I can't remember how long ago it was to have a hot meal out of emotion after a tiring day like this.

In addition to being comfortable, he also felt extraordinarily peaceful.

Even if two people do not chat, it will not feel awkward.

Some people's heads look like new, while others look like old ones. He and Jiang Jichu seem to get along very well.

It's just that the dream last night was too offensive...

Xie Ji: "Ji Chu."

Jiang Jichu didn't respond, as if he was thinking about something.

Xie Ji: "Ji Chu?"

Jiang Jichu finally came back to his senses: "Huh?"

Xie Ji smiled and said, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Jichu: "It's nothing, what do you mean by bumping into ghosts?"

Xie Ji told Jiang Jichu about Wu Ying. Since the ghost asked him to come to Jiang Jichu, it meant that the incident had something to do with Jiang Jichu.

After finishing speaking, he asked, "Do you know Wu Ying?"

Jiang Jichu: "I don't know."

Xie Ji: "I don't know either."

Ghosts are existences beyond human power, and now they have no clues, and things are at a deadlock.

"I remember that tomorrow will be sunny. Don't they all say that sunny days are full of sunshine? Maybe tomorrow will be..." Jiang Jichu found a way to fit the situation, "Leave the ghost to hit the wall."

Xie Ji: "That's the only way."

The villa was like an isolated island in a rainstorm. They were trapped inside, unable to ask for help, and unable to leave on their own. Whether they wanted to or not, they had to spend the night together under the same roof.

It's nine o'clock in the evening, it's still early to go to bed, and Xie Ji has just eaten, although it's not convenient to walk around other people's houses, it's better than lying down immediately.

The ghost must have a purpose in letting him come to Jiang Jichu's house, but they are passive and have to wait to see their tricks before they can find a way to defeat the enemy.

And until the ghosts make their move...they really don't have much to do.

Xie Ji looked at Jiang Jichu, who started to wander after saying a few words. Although Xie Ji couldn't read minds, he was sure that Jiang Jichu wasn't worried about ghosts.

As a modern person living in a peaceful country, in a blink of an eye, the net is gone, the neighbors are gone, and he is trapped in the villa on a thunderstorm night, so he has to panic more or less, but Jiang Jichu seems like a normal person, obviously spoiled and raised Young master, he doesn't even care about ghosts and gods that can threaten his life, and he can concentrate on thinking about other things at a time like this.

Xie Ji: "You are quite courageous."

Jiang Jichu: "?"

Xie Ji smiled: "I have a younger brother who is about the same age as you. If this happened to him, he would probably have yelled in my arms."

Xie Ji didn't say that Jiang Ji didn't feel it at first, but now he also found that something seemed wrong.

He seemed to be used to this kind of thing, and even stayed in the more terrifying darkness for a long time, and he didn't feel threatened, and he had a delicious Xie Ji by his side. The villa that should have been full of crises was no different from the past.

Jiang Jichu: "Boss Xie is also very courageous."

Xie Ji: "I haven't done anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Jiang Jichu who is not afraid of doing something wrong: "..."

Although Xie Ji was forced to be a guest, he couldn't delay his normal life.

He said wisely, "I'll just sit here for a while, and go get busy if you have something to do."

Jiang Jichu: "It's nothing."

Xie Ji: "Then what do you usually do?"

Jiang Jichu: "Draw pictures, watch movies, and be in a daze."

Xie Ji: "Aren't you going to paint?"

Jiang Jichu was suddenly vigilant: "I finished painting today."

Xie Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't go into Jiang Jichu's strangeness: "Then watch a movie? I see you have a DVD under the TV."

"Watching a movie at a time like this, Mr. Xie really has a big heart," Jiang Jichu said as he went to flip through the DVD under the TV.

Xie Ji squatted down together, the drawer was full of discs of various types.

He said leisurely: "I don't know who has a big heart and has been distracted."

With just one sentence, Jiang Jichu's defenses were erected again, regardless of whether it was blunt or not, he immediately changed the subject: "What does Mr. Xie want to see?"

Xie Ji: "I don't choose."

Jiang Jichu: "Then I'll take it casually."

He said that he took it casually, so he really took it casually. Jiang Ji didn't even look at it at first, so he took it casually, and then he was about to remove the outer protective shell.

The next moment, Jiang Jichu quickly stuffed it back.

Xie Ji: "?"

Jiang Jichu calmly said: "Xie is always a guest, you can choose whatever you want."

Although Jiang Jichu stuffed it quickly, Xie Ji still noticed where the disc was placed.

He glanced over the outer ridge of the shell—Brokeback Mountain.

……

Lightning and thunder, ghosts and rainy nights, isolated villas, two big men, one of whom is gay, watching "Brokeback Mountain" is a bit inappropriate.

Xie Ji learned from Jiang Jichu, and pulled out a disc from the disc slot without even looking at it——"Midnight Ring".

It seems to have little respect for ghosts.

"Boom—boom—"

As if dissatisfied with the hesitation of the two of them, the wind and rain outside the house suddenly became more violent, crashing against the window.

And the discs in the drawer suddenly started moving together!

Xie Ji immediately pulled Jiang Jichu back: "The ghost has come in too!"

Jiang Jichu didn't understand how he had encountered such unexpected disasters in such a good way: "I've seen ghost movies say that splashing black dog's blood can ward off evil spirits."

Xie Ji: "Do you have any at home?"

Jiang Jichu: "There is duck blood."

Xie Ji: "... Keep the duck blood vermicelli soup for yourself."

Wu Ying said that he would help him, proving that the matter was aimed at him. Even if Jiang Jichu was involved, the involvement was limited. He was the one who implicated Jiang Jichu and had to take responsibility.

Xie Ji blocked Jiang Jichu behind him, the more nervous the situation was, the more calm he became, staring at the drawer with full attention.

After about ten seconds, a disc jumped out of it, and the drawer stopped shaking.

Xie sent over to pick up the disc, it was a suspense movie from a few years ago.

The ghost wants them to watch this.

Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu looked at each other and pushed the disc into the DVD.

The scene of the movie is also a rainy night with torrential rain and thunder. A motel is forced to isolate itself from the outside world. Eleven strangers gather in the hotel and encounter a murder case.

The black stick figures are drawn on crumpled paper, and the story unfolds slowly.

Jiang Jichu cut a plate of fruit, and the two just sat side by side on the sofa and watched a movie.

In order to prevent emergencies such as jumping drawers, the two sat fairly close, at least Xie Ji could hold him in his arms with a stretch of his arms.

This distance was enough for him to smell the shower gel on Jiang Jichu's body.

Before he came, Jiang Jichu took a bath.

Both of them have watched the movie, and now they will watch it again, mainly discussing the purpose of the ghost to let them watch the movie.

Split personality?homicide?Or... hallucinations.

Xie Ji has already noticed that his life is getting out of control, he seems to have forgotten something, and "Questioning Mountains and Seas" at the auction that day has become a glimmer of light pointing to the gate of memory.

The road is dimly illuminated, and it turns out that what you are stepping on is not just the flowers of the peaceful and prosperous age.

But this little twilight is not enough. He has to go to the gate at the end of the road and find the key.

Maybe Wu Ying really came to help him.

A movie is 10 minutes long, the two chatted for a while, and saw that Jiang Jichu started to feel sleepy.

He woke up too early today, and with the familiar scent of shower gel around his nose, even though he knew there was a ghost in the house, he was drowsy.

It was so dark outside the window, it seemed that there was only this sheltered villa left in the world, only him and Xie Ji.

strangeness……

Why is he not afraid of...

This thought did not arouse his vigilance, and after fighting against the drowsiness to no avail, Jiang Jichu closed his eyes.