Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

The night was dark and windy, and the dead branches were shaking.

The fog gradually rose, and every corner of the Baroque building complex exuded the unique weirdness and ominousness of the monastery.

Two dark shadows took a stealthy detour, carefully avoiding the nightmare that appeared first, and jogged all the way, easily climbing up to the third floor of the small building and arriving outside the balcony of the luxury ward.

Jiang Yuan: "Fish's ward has everything. He should still be asleep. Let's go in quietly without anyone noticing and borrow his player to have a look."

The plan is very thorough.

But when he turned around, he saw the familiar figure of a long-haired boy standing in the dark ward.

Fish stood in front of the glass door like a ghost, staring at Jiang Yuan, tilting his head, as if curious, why did the nurse appear outside his window so late?

Jiang Yuan was startled and trembled a little, then he quickly raised his hand and greeted:

"Fish, you're awake. Good evening."

The young man stood in the house, moving his lips and teeth, saying something.

Although there was a glass door between them, Jiang Yuan still heard his question clearly:

"Are you here to find me?"

Jiang Yuan thought, I came to Fish to borrow the player, so rounding it off, it means I came to see Fish.

So I answered frankly, "Of course, can we come in and sit for a while?"

Fish's black pupils lit up, he nodded shyly, reached out to open the glass door, and the master and disciple entered the ward one after another.

However, when Jiang Jian entered the room, he felt a chill on his neck, as if he was being stared at by some strange creature. When he turned around, he only saw Fish standing by the door, feeling a little puzzled.

Is this an illusion? he thought.

The floor lamp was turned on, illuminating the small world.

Jiang Yuan came in and found that this room was no longer the messy ward in the afternoon.

The furniture is neatly arranged, and all the paper lotuses are neatly stacked against the wall according to size, color, and thickness. Combined with the graffiti on the wall, it feels like entering a dream house.

"Did anyone come to clean up just now?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Fish shook his head slightly and said, "I woke up and couldn't fall asleep, so I cleaned up a little."

As he spoke, he closed the door and drew the curtains to keep the wandering nightmares out.

This workload is not small for a young master with narcolepsy, Jiang Yuan thought.

Fish must have been cleaning it up until just now after he woke up, but when it came to his mouth, it was just lightly cleaned up.

Jiang Jian pointed at the machine in front of the bed and asked, "Fish, can I borrow your player and TV?"

Fish shook his head: "I don't like watching these, they're noisy."

This is a problem, Jiang Yuan was worried.

Now that the equipment is in front of us, how can we get Fish's consent?

Normally in this situation, they could use physical persuasion to get the other party's permission, but the other party was a reincarnated devil, and he didn't want to cause any unpleasantness.

Seeing Jiang Yuan deep in thought, Fish asked in confusion: "Aren't you here to see me?"

"Ah? What? Of course I am!" Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and made up a story:

"It's just... I found a great video tape, and then, I came here to watch it with you."

The young master blinked, and it was unknown what he was thinking of. His face did not show it, but the tips of his ears were flushed.

Jiang Jian took in all the subtle changes. He narrowed his fox eyes and added some firewood at the right time.

“Forget it, Anna, since the young master doesn’t like it, let’s go and think of a solution outside.”

As he spoke, he pretended to push the door open and leave.

Jiang Yuan didn't want to bully the little ghost either, so he prepared to leave.

at this time.

"and many more!"

Fish called the two of them, but still maintained the reserve of a noble young master, and said awkwardly: "In that case, let's watch it together."

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands happily: "I knew it, Xiao...Xiao Fish is the best!"

Following the buttons all the way down, the skirt that was shortened by magic swayed, revealing the snow-white thighs that were faintly visible, white with a hint of pink, dazzling the eyes.

The boy's gaze stayed on Jiang Yuan's legs for a few seconds, then he quickly looked away uncomfortably and turned towards the retro carved wardrobe.

When he opened the cabinet, the paper lotuses piled inside poured down like a landslide, drowning him.

The carefully prepared ward became chaotic in an instant.

But the young master acted as if nothing had happened. He rummaged through the sea of ​​paper flowers, took out a brand new fluffy blanket, spread it out, covered Jiang Yuan's shoulders, and casually folded it up to cover the young man's exposed thighs.

Fish: “Cool.”

"Is it cool?"

Jiang Yuan felt the temperature around him. Although it was early autumn here, the windows and doors were closed and it was quite warm inside the house.

Maybe it was because Fish was in poor health and felt cold, so I mistakenly thought he was cold too?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan generously lifted the blanket and said, "Then let's cover together. Two people are always warmer than one."

Fish was stunned by the invitation.

Looking at Nurse Jiang with her long flowing hair, her pretty face instantly turned red like a monkey's butt.

Just as he was about to move in, he suddenly remembered something important, so he stood still and whispered, "Well... sorry to bother you."

Jiang Yuan was amused by his etiquette and replied, "You're welcome, please come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master filed into the unfolded fluffy blanket. Jiang Yuan retracted his hand and rolled the fish into a fish roll.

Even before it started to warm up, I was already feeling hot all over.

The little boy is more well-mannered and sensible than before, Jiang Yuan thought.

What a thoughtful and lovely child.

Jiang Jian was squatting in front of the player fiddling with the machine. He had no seat, no blanket, and no one cared about him. After watching the whole show, a strange expression appeared on his face.

What are they playing?

The middle-aged man could not understand this new and abstract play house. He put the video tape on and walked over. Just as he was about to sit on the sofa, he saw Jiang Yuan spread out his other hand and greeted him warmly:

"division....!"

As soon as I started, Master Jiang decisively rejected it:

"No thanks!"