Altar of Infinity

Xie Ji felt Jiang Jichu's figure flickering beside him, and when he looked over, the other party had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In this situation, he could fall asleep on the sofa, Xie Ji couldn't help admiring Jiang Jichu's mentality.

It's cold now, sleeping on the sofa for a night may make you sick.

Xie Ji called softly: "Ji Chu."

Jiang Jichu's eyelids moved, but they did not open.

Xie Ji: "Go back to the room and sleep, or you will catch a cold."

Jiang Jichu knew that he couldn't sleep on the sofa, there were ghosts, and there were guests at home, so what happened to sleeping on the sofa.

He tried his best to overcome the drowsiness, and seeing that he was about to win a staged victory, his body suddenly flew into the air—he was picked up by Xie Ji.

The sudden weightlessness made him wake up quickly.

At the same time, reason is also online.

He was hugged like a big man?

Jiang Jichu immediately made a decision, no, Xie Ji can't see it when he wakes up.

The moment Xie Ji hugged Jiang Jichu, he noticed Jiang Jichu's sobriety from his trembling eyelashes and slightly tensed muscles.

But Jiang Jichu wanted to continue pretending to be asleep, but he didn't expose it. He carried him back to the bedroom according to the established route, pulled the quilt to cover him, and then turned around and went out the door.

The movie has finished playing, Xie Ji turned off the TV and DVD.

He was already sure that the ghost following the villa was Wu Ying, and he tried his best to make the ghost hit the wall to let him come to Jiang Jichu's house, and even picked a movie for him to watch.

Wu Ying didn't mean anything malicious, but just wanted to bypass certain rules and give him a hint.

That being the case, at least there is no need to worry about his personal safety. He can't stay alive all night. If Wu Ying wants to tell him something else, he will naturally wake him up in other ways.

After figuring out the key, Xie Ji planned to go to sleep.

Jiang Jichu pointed out the location of the guest room to him. On weekdays, there is an aunt to clean it, so he can sleep directly.

But when he passed a certain room, he found that the door was ajar.

No matter whether the door is opened or not, it belongs to Jiang Jichu's private domain. With their current friendship, Xie Ji shouldn't ask too much.

The problem was that the window of the room was also open, and he could hear the whistling wind from the door.

Instinctively he glanced into the room, and by the light of the living room, he saw that it was filled with easels.

It is Jiang Jichu's studio.

Painting is most afraid of water, if the rain blows in it will be bad.

Xie Ji had no choice but to push the door and go in.

The studio smells like paint, and there are dozens of paintings on the walls, most of which are ink and wash scenes.

He didn't look much, and went straight to close the window.

When he turned his head again, the white cloth on a certain easel was automatically raised from bottom to top without any wind.

The bizarre scene made him step forward and take it in his hand before the white cloth covered the easel again.

He lifted the white cloth.

Below is a watercolor painting with heavy tones, lightning and thunder, and two men standing in the water hugging and kissing in a stormy weather.

On the painting are his and Jiang Jichu's faces.

Xie Jiwuxia thought that he was drawn into the painting in this posture, this painting was exactly the same as his dream last night!

He originally thought that the dream was a messy piece of talisman paper given by Yang Yuan, plus Jiang Jichu's emphasis on "rainy night, thunder, sea" in reality, the product of the distortion and deformation of the three elements, but when he saw this painting, he found himself guessed wrong.

Thunder light exploded by the window, the world briefly turned into day, and then quickly turned into darkness.

Xie Ji's face darkened slightly, he covered the white cloth again, turned around and left the studio.

He walked into the guest bedroom step by step, repeating the scene in his dream without any fuss in his mind.

Was it really just a dream?

Why was Jiang Jichu able to draw it down exactly?

Did I have the same dream, or did I get the fragmented scene from another way?

If the dream really existed, why didn't they remember each other, and even the people around them didn't know that they had known each other?

Thinking back carefully, the Jiang Jichu in the dream was a few years younger than now. Although he is not very old now, the youthfulness in the dream is more obvious.

Probably... two or three years old.

Two or three years ago.

Two or three years ago was when the Xie family was developing steadily in his hands. Although he was not too busy, he was never idle.

When he was able to leave the villa, he would check his travel records from two or three years ago.

City Z does not have such a big sea.

Xie Ji came to the bedside, just as Jiang Jichu said, the guest bedroom is cleaned regularly by the aunt, and there are all daily necessities.

The bedding is silver gray and looks very soft.

He lifted the quilt and sat down.

"boom--"

Before Xie Ji could sit still, his legs stood up all the time.

bed? ? ?

He hasn't sat down yet!

Even if he sat down completely, the bed shouldn't have collapsed!He's not an alien creature that weighs several hundred kilograms!

On the other side, Jiang Jichu wanted to make the mistake and go straight to sleep, but when he heard the movement, his body rushed into the guest bedroom faster than his brain.

"Thank you!"

Then both of them froze.

Xie Ji: "..."

Jiang Jichu: "?"

The solid wood double bed was broken into two pieces, the pillows fell off naturally, and due to the volume, they couldn't slide to the bottom, so they just got stuck in the middle.

Jiang Jichu asked in confusion: "...what did you do to it?"

Xie Ji: "I didn't do anything."

Jiang Jichu was dubious.

Xie Ji: "You know, there are ghosts in the villa."

Jiang Jichu reluctantly believed it: "This ghost's hobbies are quite special."

A powerful ghost who can manipulate the illusion of grandeur, does not kill people or scares people, and specially collapses the bed in the middle of the night.

Hobbies do make a difference.

Xie Ji: "Are there any other guest bedrooms?"

Jiang Jichu: "All told me to turn it into a studio."

Xie Ji: "Then I'll make do with the sofa for the night."

Jiang Jichu pointed to the cabinet: "There are new quilts inside."

Xie Ji squeezed the space between his eyebrows, took out a quilt from inside, and came to the living room with Jiang Jichu.

He threw the quilt on the sofa casually, and was about to tidy up——

"boom--"

The sofa was also collapsed.

Xie Ji: "?"

He looked at Jiang Jichu.

Facing the supernatural event that violated the laws of nature, Jiang Jichu folded his arms and said in a difficult tone, "I just bought the sofa."

Xie Ji: "...I will forward it to you when the internet is available."

They were sitting on the sofa watching a movie just now, and the sofa that can support two grown men is absolutely impossible to be broken by a quilt!

Xie Ji spread his hands: "It seems that Wu Ying doesn't want me to sleep, can you borrow the study room, I'll go and kill the night."

"Snapped--"

Lights went out.

Xie Ji: "..."

Jiang Jichu: "..."

The wind and rain are still outside the villa, but the warm and bright lights are gone forever.

Wu Ying didn't let him sleep or read, what did he want him to do?

Xie Ji turned his head and found that the fuses of all electrical appliances in the whole villa seemed to be blown together, except that the lights in Jiang Jichu's room were still on.

Xie Ji: "Wu Ying wants to..."

You don't want him to sleep with Jiang Jichu, do you? !

Jiang Jichu also found out that his room was the last survivor, and guessed that the bed in the guest bedroom, the sofa in the living room, and the electrical circuits of the villa were all intentional by Wu Ying.

He asked uncertainly: "Then Mr. Xie will squeeze in with me overnight?"

Xie Ji: "..."

His mother has never driven ducks to the shelves like this.

He secretly took a breath: "Excuse me."

Xie Ji wanted to sleep on the floor, but judging from Wu Ying's behavior so far, if he threw the bedding on the floor, the floor would rot.

When Xie Ji put the new quilt on Jiang Jichu's bed, both of them paid close attention to the only complete double bed in the whole villa.

— the quilt landed safely.

For a moment, Xie Ji even hoped that the bed would collapse.

What is this called.

Xie Ji was lying on the bed next to Jiang Jichu almost numbly. He had read books and heard many ghost stories from Yang Yuan, but none of them was as outrageous as Wu Ying.

It took a lot of trouble to get him to Jiang Jichu's house, just to make him sleep on the same bed with Jiang Jichu? !

He tried his best to think about the problem from Wu Ying's point of view.

A child of six or seven years old, his thoughts are relatively simple, the ultimate goal is to help him, and letting him sleep in the same bed with Jiang Jichu is just a means.

What purpose does Wu Ying want to achieve through this method?

Xie Ji was reasoning in his head, when Jiang Jichu who was next to him suddenly said, "Mr. Xie."

Xie Ji turned sideways, facing Jiang Jichu who was also sideways: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Jichu: "I never asked you why you paid a high price for "Ask Mountains and Seas" at the auction."

Xie Ji smiled, and changed the idea that suddenly came to him at the beginning: "Probably because of the eye, plus contributing to charity."

Jiang Jichu said meaningfully: "I heard Mr. Xie has a cousin who is good at fighting ghosts."

Xie Ji: "..."

Because what happened tonight was too outrageous, Jiang Jichu regarded him as Li Tianheng and others, and everything up to now was self-directed and acted by him and Yang Yuan in collusion!

It's no wonder that Jiang Jichu thought too much, Jiang Jichu had never met Wu Ying, and he listened to everything he said, and what happened tonight was caused by him, which was a disaster for Jiang Jichu.

Xie Ji: "Artist, I can assure you that Li Tianheng and I are not the same kind of people."

Jiang Jichu took a deep look at him, and said slowly: "I didn't mean that, Mr. Xie was thinking too much."

Xie Ji: "But I have a question."

Jiang Jichu: "Mr. Xie, please tell me."

Xie Ji imitated Jiang Jichu's meaningful tone: "My private affairs have never been exposed to the public, so how do you know that I have a cousin who is good at fighting ghosts?"

Now the person who was stunned was replaced by Jiang Jichu.

After a while, Jiang Jichu pulled the quilt: "I just heard someone mention it by accident. Good night, Mr. Xie."

Xie Ji smiled openly, but didn't hold on tight.

After Jiang Jichu turned his back to him, the smile in his eyes gradually faded away.

Jiang Jichu must have realized something was wrong, so he investigated him.

Is the waves rising from the deep sea of ​​memory a kind of beautiful hallucination shared by the two, or is it real.

What is the relationship between them...

His gaze moved downward.

The quilt was a bit thin this season, and Jiang Jichu was sleeping on his side again, with a concave curvature around his waist.

Xie Ji remembered that in the dream Jiang Jichu had two dimples on the back of his waist, and on top of that there was a small mole that was as bright as fire.

There is always a difference between hallucinations and reality. As long as Jiang Jichu has a small mole on his lower back, he can determine whether it is an illusion or reality.

But the location of the little mole is too private, and it is behind the back, even if he asks, the person involved may not know.

Xie Ji plans to find an opportunity to take a look.

But he didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.