Big breaker

I regret it a little bit.

That night, Fu Li, who waited obediently on the sofa wrapped in a towel for a long time but failed to get a look from Hua Fei, thought of this.

It's not a joke - he is indeed regretting telling Hua Fei about his encounter with the blood race.Although his nearly [-] hours of experience watching dramas told him that mutual honesty between lovers is a necessary foundation, he still regretted it.

If he had known that Hua Fei would be so concerned about this matter, he would not have told him.

It is obvious that Hua Fei has regarded the relationship between Wei Gui and the blood clan as a puzzle that must be solved, and in the process of solving the puzzle, the related conjectures he has drawn keep pushing him into an inexplicable anxiety , making him restless.For example, now, Hua Fei has been walking around the flower pot stand in the corner of the living room for almost half an hour. While walking around, he is still holding his mobile phone to call Lao Jin, discussing with him about the adaptation of Wei Gui and the blood race. question.Fu Li's existence was completely virtualized during this discussion, and he sat alone in silence for three to ten minutes before finally waiting for Hua Fei to hang up the phone and walk towards him.

It's a bit strange - watching his figure walking towards him, Fu Li had this feeling vaguely in his heart.He thought that Hua Fei would care more about Ou Le's affairs.

"I'm so sorry, I ran out of battery on your cell phone." Hua Fei handed over his cell phone while apologizing. After looking up, he found that Fu Li was sitting on the sofa with his upper body on his back, covering his whole body. Got a towel.

Hua Fei froze for a moment: "Why are you just sitting like this? Isn't it cold?"

Fu Li: "..."

It's cold, but isn't this waiting for you?

Hua Fei continued to be stunned: "You go in if you are cold, why are you waiting for me?"

Fu Li stroked his dry hair, stood up silently, and left.

How to answer this?I can't say I'm waiting for you to blow my hair.

Fu Li, who worked hard to practice the common routines of romantic dramas, still feels that he has been deceived today.

What they live in now is still the house where Xiao Zhen used to haunt.After the ghost incident, Hua Fei also thought about moving out, but because of the follow-up incidents one after another, he gradually couldn't care about this matter.When I reacted, I realized that I was still staying in this place attached to the nightmare, and I didn't leave even half a step.

In this room, Hua Fei dared not sleep alone.When Fu Li was not around, he would rather go to the laboratory to rest, but when Fu Li was around, his timidity still existed—it was said that he had gained so much confidence, but he was still a little flustered if he wanted to sleep alone.

For such a shameful reason, Hua Fei followed Fu Li into the room, and tiptoed onto the bed where a person was already lying.

Fu Li's breathing stagnated slightly.Then, when Hua Fei's hands were on his Guolu's shoulder blades, he was completely stiff.

He started to regret it again.What he regretted this time was that he got into the bed without wearing pajamas - the direct skin-to-skin contact was too delicate, as if he was getting an electric shock, and it seemed that he was accidentally touched by a flame, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Hua Fei's face also came closer.It was close to his neck, resting on his shoulders, the breath was too close, and all of it was spit on Fu Li's side neck, which happened to be the part where he had been bitten by a vampire, arousing a shallow itching.

Fu Li's throat moved involuntarily.He obviously wanted to suppress something, but after this simple action, he only felt more things surge up.

He felt his heart beating faster.

At this time, this atmosphere, if you ignore it, what should you do?

Should I kiss first, or hug first?Fu Li began to struggle, mixed with indistinguishable tension, shyness and joy, as well as anxiety caused by itching.

"Fu Li." Hua Fei, who was leaning on his shoulder, opened his mouth. He raised his head slightly while speaking, and his breath rushed towards his soft ears, which inevitably gave that piece of skin a layer of red. .

Fu Li's heart beat faster and faster, as if he had turned into a frog or a rabbit.He finally made up his mind, at a time like this, it really is still necessary to kiss first——

"Tell me about Ghost Wei." Hua Fei said, stepping back, and even withdrew his hands from Fu Li's shoulder blades, "About their origins, why did they Coming here...I know it's weird for me to ask this, but I really want to know now. What happened to the Sanguine...made me feel so uneasy."

Fu Li: "..."

Burying his face completely under the quilt, he trembled slightly and took a deep breath.

He told Hua Fei with his own attitude that your new boyfriend doesn't want to talk to you, and decided to show you a rejection.

If you are not happy, you are not happy. Fu Li will never say no to Hua Fei's request.

Even if that matter is really difficult for him-for example, asking him to explain the origin and development of a certain species in detail.

"I know that 'Wei Gui' is something created by the blackened Shi Yi." Hua Fei obviously knew his difficulty, so he opened the memo on his mobile phone and saved his usual savings. The knowledge points and some inferences drawn from it were poured out in one go, "And it is obvious that the Wei ghosts that have appeared so far are not from the same black fossil barbarian. This can be seen from their conversations and abilities. It can be seen—'mother', I guess it refers to the black fossils that created them, right? Then their abilities... Lao Tie is obviously better at mental attacks, can control and influence people's hearts, and can Make illusions, and Song Zhi's faction is good at magic attacks and can summon plants..."

"The power to promote life." Fu Li continued, his voice muffled, "Song Zhi, the power to promote life. Old Tie, the power to come true."

"Come true?" Hua Fei asked strangely, "What came true?"

"Anything can come true, it depends on how much they have inherited." Fu Li said, "Language, imagination, dreams. People who are closer to their mothers can do more, but most of them are not strong, like hallucinations and soul chaos. Weakened a lot."

"That's it." Hua Fei nodded knowingly, his eyes fixed on Fu Li's well-defined back muscles.Fu Li still turned his back to him, with a faint shadow on his body.

Hua Fei could see that he was still upset. Although he couldn't figure out the reason, he still reached out and patted him on the back comfortingly, and continued: "That is to say, Wei Gui's ability is inherited from Heihua Shiyi, and if If I'm not wrong, the relationship between those black fossil barbarians shouldn't be too good? I'm afraid it's an antagonistic relationship. So every time the two groups of Wei ghosts meet, they are also tense."

When Hua Fei said this, he paused.Reminiscent of the "old iron pierce the heart scene" he once watched at Meidao's house, he suddenly had a bold guess: "I remember Song Zhi once said that...he has a 'mother', but the old iron does not. The old iron Yibo came to this world before Song Zhi and the others. Could it be that——Song Zhi’s mother killed Lao Tie’s mother first, and Lao Tie’s faction lost their shelter, so they fled to this world .And Song Zhi and the others are actually here to eradicate the grass...By the way, the blood version of Wei ghost you dealt with before, is it from Lao Tie's side or Song Zhi's side?"

Fu Li recalled it carefully, then shook his head.Ghost Wei's affiliation would not be written on his forehead, and their identification could only be based on the abilities displayed by Ghost Wei.However, the Wei ghost they hunted that time, whether it was because the level was too low or deliberately trying to cover it up, did not display their natural skills at all, and relied entirely on the ability of the host for support. A contract breaker with excellent professional skills like him can't make an accurate judgment.

"For now, I'm actually more inclined to Song Zhi's side. But Lao Tie's side seems to make sense." Hua Fei speculated, "If it's like what I said, they chose because of the ability of the blood race to reproduce. Those who become blood clans, that is to say, their primary purpose is to expand the number of people. It is easy for Song Zhi to understand that it is for collective transformation, while the old iron faction...Although they cannot reproduce without their mothers, if If you can control the power of the blood elites, it will be very helpful for them to deal with Song Zhi..."

Hua Fei was confused by his own logic.He shook his head and pushed Fu Li in front of him: "What do you think?"

Obviously, after his comfort, Fu Li's mood has improved a lot, and he is finally willing to turn around and talk to Hua Fei.I saw him rolling around in the bed like a caterpillar, looking into Hua Fei's eyes face to face, the dull hair on his head hanging down according to the inertia, and laying it on the pillow, looking lazy and soft, making Hua Fei feel unreasonable. His heart skipped a few more beats.

"No." Fu Li said, but his tone was as calm as ever, "I don't think you're right."

Hua Fei resisted the urge to reach out and grab the bunch of stupid hairs, and asked him, "How do you say it?"

"Lao Tie's mother is not dead." Fu Li said, "If Shi Yi dies, all the Wei ghosts it created will disappear."

He paused, organized his words, and continued: "It's not dead. It's just gone."

"What's 'disappeared'?" Hua Fei bit his finger.

"It just disappeared." Fu Li said, "It came here by itself, and then it didn't know where it went. But no matter what, it must still exist. As long as it exists, Wei Gui will always be born."

"Birth...in what form?" Hua Fei licked his lips, "Why did it come here?"

Fu Li fell silent.He didn't know this either.

Hua Fei thought for a while, and then asked: "Which side do you think Wei Gui who is eyeing the blood clan will belong to? The old iron faction? Or Song Zhi?"

Since there is no problem of cutting off purple bamboo shoots on the old iron side, the possibility of both sides is equally great.Hua Fei felt a little headache.

Fu Li was silent again.After a long time, he spoke very softly, with some hesitation in his tone: "Old man."

Hua Fei: "Huh? Why is that?"

Fu Li didn't hesitate for too long this time, but his tone was even more hesitant, full of uncertainty, but what he said made Hua Fei's eyes widen instantly.

"Because... Ole."