I'm already a waste dragon

Now I have to go to the Ling Hospital and take the risk of being discovered by He Qingyue to get rid of the evil.Well, Master Hu Immortal thought, it's not that he can't defeat Young Master He, it's just that he hates trouble.

"Business?" Little Bailong's vertical pupils radiated a soft light in the dark night, which made people's heart warm.

"Actually, I don't know very well, but Young Master He is the quasi-patriarch, so he will do such a job for the police station, seems to be because of their dark history of the Yu clan?" Xue Daxian muttered while taking advantage of Xiao Bailong.

He parked the car, and when he got out of the car, He Shaoqing, who heard that his Dayu family had been hacked, twitched for a moment, rescued Xiao Bailong from Xue Liang's claws, put him in the back seat, started the car, and sat in the driver's seat to himself. Xue Liang said: "You can say that in front of me, don't let Shaoyu and grandpa hear. Shaoyu is here to settle private matters, um, but it's okay to say that it has something to do with the Yu clan. Isn't it just that the Cen family was wiped out overnight?" How many people suspect us and the Jiang family, but with Shaoyu's temper, he doesn't care about it."

Looking at the serious eyes of Xiao Bailong staring at him in the rearview mirror, He Shaoqing raised the corners of his lips and gave him a time bomb for free: "If the case didn't involve a person who was very important to him, he would have Will not check."

Hearing this, Xue Liang cast a reproachful glance at him, then glanced at Xiao Bailong who lowered his eyes, and didn't explain anything. After all, he didn't know the inside story, but He Shaoyu's temperament had indeed changed a lot.

...very important person.When mentioning Thigh's life experience, Cen Mian realized that he didn't seem to care about Thigh's grievance. Why did he hide here, run around, read so many books from all walks of life?

"Kacha" the little polar bear in his heart crushed the ice layer with his palm, the water in the ice cave was bitingly cold, and the immobile little polar bear was covered with snowflakes, becoming the tens of millions of hectares of ice in the heart of little white dragon. ice sculptures.A little sad, Xiao Bailong lay his paws on the car window, looking at the flickering lights outside the car, thinking so.

The night market at the east gate of the school opened early, and the noisy flow of people made the two dare not take Xiao Bailong out hastily.It wasn't until Cen Mian waved his paws that he could do it, that He Shaoqing found a place next to the wonton stall and locked the car, and took Xue Liang into the stall.

Seeing their backs disappearing at the door of the store, Xiao Bailong picked up the monster calendar beside him in the car and casually flipped through it, shaking his hanging head. Blood dripped onto the parchment.Regardless of being afraid, Cen Mian just stared at the words gradually appearing on it in a daze, his small mouth was flattened with grievance, and his nose was so sore——

"Meet one of your kind, as stupid as you. Hey, are you still alive, see me."

Zhang Yawuclaw's handwriting was flamboyant and arrogant like his master. He had seen He Shaoyu's signature, and the handwriting was exactly the same as the one in front of him, even revealing the same impatience and peace of mind.But for some reason, looking at the font in front of him, he felt a little more sour in his heart, bit by bit along the eyes to invade his internal organs, until the little polar bear in his heart whimpered sadly.

...It turns out that when the thigh called him "you dragon", it really didn't just refer to him.Xiao Bailong sat blankly, a little helpless and sad, and wanted to shed tears.

"Hey, are you still alive!" A nasty voice came through the car window, like a dream.

"Tsk, I'll smash it if you don't open the door! Do you want to die? Taotie is in the store, and you dare to get blood off me!" The car window was knocked violently by someone outside the car, and the fierce voice brought Impatient and restless.

"...Ah, I'll drive, you wait." After regaining consciousness, Xiao Bailong stared at the handsome face outside the window for a moment, then pressed his paw on the car lock, and finally opened the door up.

"Give me the paw, tsk, not this one!" He Shaoyu directly pulled the paw he was accustomed to wearing the suppressor, and put it on him roughly, without hurting him.

The body of the little white dragon, who was only a few months old, the size of a leopard, gradually changed back to the body of a pale and jade-like teenager, and the wide T-shirt could barely cover his slender legs.

"Put it on quickly!" He Shaoyu took out his cell phone that was shaking non-stop, furrowed his eyebrows, glanced at Cen Mian darkly, turned his head to get his pants, and closed the car door to prevent people outside from taking advantage of it. Turn around and walk away to answer the phone.

Cen Mian took the trousers and blushed until she put them on.There was still the scent of He Shaoyu's perfume in the carriage. It seemed that he had smelled that fresh smell somewhere before. The only thing that was certain was that it didn't belong to his thighs.

... Going out, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry.Xue Liang's words echoed in Cen Mian's mind, so he had to shake his head several times, patted his cheeks several times with his hands, and finally collected himself, facing the cool spring breeze, and walked into the wonton stall.

Looking at his senior brother who was getting slightly drunk after cup after cup, and He Shaoqing who was beside him, Cen Mian sat down far away knowingly, and pricked up his ears to secretly listen to the sound of his thighs talking on the phone outside the door.

"Did he drink like this before?" The unprecedentedly pure voice like a clear spring rang in Cen Mian's ears.

Cen Mian turned her head and saw the proprietress sitting beside her. The delicate woman had changed into a sky-blue cheongsam, which seemed more in line with her gentle temperament. The pure expression between her eyebrows showed that she had forgotten her past.

Thinking about the proprietress' question, Cen Mian looked at Xue Daxian who was blushing from drinking, and said in a low voice sullenly, "No, he didn't drink when we came here."

When Gu Yunzhi was still around, Xue Liang never refused to toast, let alone drink it himself, the reason was naturally that he was drunk and no one sent Gu Yunzhi back.But now, every time the senior brother came, he would drag him back drunk, still muttering the same reason as before.

Cen Mian and the proprietress were talking about the sadness of the senior brother, and about Teacher Gu, one after another, those things that were difficult to say to others, were all put down in front of the proprietress's soft expression.

"It's a pity, but someone can take him home tonight." The landlady's eyes fell on He Shaoqing softly, and said: "Mr. He is actually a very gentle person."

"Yeah, it's okay..." Cen Mian's tone finally became a little more positive.

"I'll ask Taotie to make you something to eat, you must be hungry too." The proprietress brushed his soft hair with her soft hair, her long-lost tenderness made people's nose sore.

Cen Mian looked at the back of the proprietress going to get things, her eyes were a little red, and her pricked ears finally heard the vague conversation between He Shaoyu and the female voice on the other end of the phone——

"Ayu, aren't you worried that Jiang Lie will join our clan again when he comes back?"

"He dares. I will wait."

"But you can't keep investigating this matter all day long because of one person. Grandpa has high hopes for you. Are you going to repay him like this?"

"How can I repay him? What should I do that I didn't do well? If there is anything else you want to use, just mention it."

"Don't say that, about me and you, I know your spiritual deed..."

"Okay, as long as you know, I don't want to hear it."

...and that's it.Thighs are fierce.Cen Mian lowered his eyes, and the candle flame flickered on his face. He saw a He Shaoyu who was completely different from what he knew, and only then did he realize that their world was so far away, and the distance between them was so far away. many people.

"Xiao Bailong, do you like him?" The proprietress held the hot little yellow croaker noodles, put the noodles in front of him, and said with a soft smile.

"Pfft, no, no, how is it possible!" Xiao Bailong waved his hands again and again, the chopsticks grasped crookedly and clamped the noodles, and sucked up regardless of the heat.

...It was so spicy, it made tears come out of his eyes.Xiao Bailong sipped on the yellow croaker noodles in clear soup, thinking.

The proprietress patted his head and was called away by Taotie.

Cen Mian looked out of the window at his thighs leaning against the side of the car, frowning and answering the phone again, and felt the helplessness he had never felt so deeply, a helplessness that he understood, but he knew he couldn't do it.

For the struggling little Bailong, the most desperate thing is not the darkness and hopelessness, but seeing that ray of bright light in the deep darkness, only to find that it is the moon on the water, which can only be seen but not touched.

The candle flames flickered and flickered, and Xiao Bailong quietly ate the cooling noodles by himself, as lonely as a tree with a crooked neck on the main road.

***

"Madame Long: You like him.

Long Aotian: No no no no!How can it be……"

Cen Mian was typing away, shrinking in and out of the bed, only a handful of soft hair was exposed.How is it possible, like or something.Sure enough, he shouldn't casually discuss thighs with "Madame Long".

"Madam Long: Do you mind coming out to meet and talk? I'm still on a business trip in S City."

This is not the first time that the archangel has asked him out, but this time, I don't know if he has revealed the reason for his concern, he can feel the concern between the lines of the other party, and knocked out of nowhere.

"Long Aotian: Alright."

accepted.

Ⅲ Dao Laogui

Chapter Sixteen: The Meaning of the Drunkard

"Madame Long: I'm almost here, see you at lunch? [Love]"

"Beep—beep—" the playful private message notification sounded in the room, and Cen Mian quickly picked up the phone, only to reply when he heard that there was no movement in He Shaoyu's room.

"Long Aotian: Have you been to the cat restaurant on Nancheng Road? You can pet cats~

Madam Long: No, do you like it?There you go. [love]

Long Aotian: Okay, okay~

Madam Long: I'll be there at twelve, take your time, don't worry. [love]

Long Aotian: I will be on time, don't worry [cute]... But, how can I find you?

Madam Long: I recognize you, don't worry. [Love]"

Putting down the phone, Cen Mian got out of the bed. On a rare weekend, she quietly pushed open the door to make sure that the room with her thighs was empty. Then, while twitching and blowing her red nose with a tissue, she picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

During the vernal equinox, there is a lot of wind and strong wind, and it is easy to catch a cold and runny nose.Returning on the night of the spring equinox, Cen Mian, who sat at the wonton stall all night in thin clothes, was recruited as expected.

Ever since the big ups and downs on the night of the vernal equinox, Cen Mian is still confused about He Shaoyu's problem, sometimes he can't help avoiding He Shaoyu subconsciously, sometimes he misses him.But why does my heart always hurt when I think of him and the news I heard that day?This question was too difficult and too painful, Cen Mian subconsciously avoided it, warning himself not to think wildly.

...Before I knew it, it was already March.Almost a full month.Cen Mian pinched his fingers, letting the water from the shower drench his black hair.

"Ding - dong - ding - dong -" the doorbell echoed in the room, and the way the visitor rang the bell was gentle twice and twice.

...Who is it, everyone is not here on the big weekend?Cen Mian hurriedly put on her clothes, her hair was still damp.The doorbell rang non-stop, and he opened the door without even looking at the cat's eyes.

"Ah Qi!... Who are you looking for?" Cen Mian sneezed in the cool air, his nose was red like a small animal, looking at the dignified and classic woman in front of him, his stuffed nose was faint Smell bursts of familiar fragrance.

...It seems that I have seen this big sister somewhere.Unfortunately today, none of them are at home.

The woman smiled heartily, blooming on the dignified and beautiful facial features without disobedience, looked at Cen Mian several times, and said boldly: "You are Cen Mian, right?"

"...Ah!" Cen Mian looked at her unique smile, and the name came to her lips, but she couldn't say it.

"Haha, it's a pity that I didn't talk to you that morning in the Seven Corner Building." The woman didn't care about Cen Mian's forgetfulness, and she still smiled and reported her family name: "My name is He Qingyue, you should have heard a lot, right? Ayu must have caused you a lot of trouble, so I apologize first."

... He finally smelled the familiar fragrance of the woman, which was the perfume that wafted from his thigh on the night of the spring equinox.The person in front of him is not only the person on the other end of the phone, but also the important person in the spiritual hospital in the Seven Corner.Because of this realization, Cen Mian's heart suddenly ached.

"I, cough cough, my name is Cen Mian. Are you looking for thighs?" Cen Mian timidly reported his name, his itchy throat added to the confusion, he was extremely embarrassed.

Looking at He Qingyue in front of her, her gentle and classic temperament made her look like an ivory sculptured goddess, and the bold expression on her face made this goddess come alive again.

...As expected of a woman who dared to chase her thighs and hide everywhere.Cen Mian thought silently, he didn't even know that there was a rare resentment on his face.If He Shaoyu knew that Cen Mian dared to think so, he would definitely have dragon meat for dinner in no time.However, the owner of the topic is still busy outside as usual.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, 'Thigh', you are so interesting. Don't talk about that, I'm not here to find that bastard, I'm here to find you." He Qingyue's face was stunned for a moment when Cen Mian took the initiative to mention He Shaoyu. Only then did he hook his hand around Cen Mian's neck, and took out a brown paper bag with a yellow skin and white border and handed it to him.

"This, this is?" Cen Mian shrank his neck sensitively to the intimacy of the other party, and took the bag helplessly.He is no stranger to this. Ten years ago, he got an identical copy from Ling Hospital, and even the stamp on it has not changed at all.Only the students of the Department of Spiritual Medicine will realize that the above is just a white frame at first glance, but it is actually written by densely packed psychic spells. It is only too dense to form a frame shape.

"I've seen Shaoqing's wandering girl case, as well as the previous ghost car case. You did a good job, and Shaoqing recently cleared you of suspicion. Director Meng and I feel that we should give you this chance back. " He Qingyue looked at Cen Mian's dazed expression, stretched out his hand to tighten Cen Mian's arm, let Cen Mian hug the trial book in his arms, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will give you time to think about it, and you You also need to deal with your current job, as long as you figure it out, come to me."

"...Okay, okay." Cen Mian stared blankly at He Qingyue smiling at him with ease, then turned around and waved goodbye to him, with a smile that determined that he would agree from the beginning to the end.It wasn't until He Qingyue disappeared at the elevator entrance for a while, and the elevator went up and down several times, and everyone on this floor looked at him curiously, that Cen Mian came back to his senses, patted his cheek, closed the door, and entered the room with a brown paper bag in his arms. .

...will he go?To be honest, even he himself didn't know.If it was Cen Mian half a month ago, perhaps he was excited to try to change something while being frightened.But half a month later, Cen Mian shrank back into his tortoise shell at a loss. If he didn't get it and made people feel disappointed, he would rather hide away than not.

He couldn't say clearly about the thigh matter, and he didn't dare to think about it, but the decision to become a spiritual doctor had made him bear a more sinful and guilty life for ten years. If he did it again, would it change anything?

"Beep—beep—" the reminder of the private message came to mind, and Cen Mian was shaken by the explosion, and then he put the trial book back in the room, took out the phone that was vibrating and heated, and opened his eyes to read it carefully.

"Madam Long: I'm almost there, have you gone out yet? [Love]

Long Aotian: God!We have guests just now!I will come!Slow down, eat first if you are hungry!sorry [crying]

Madam Long: [cute] Take your time, I'm not in a hurry, be careful on the road. [Love]"

... Madan!forget about it!Let's talk about it first!Cen Mian looked in the mirror to ensure that he was well-groomed before picking up his cell phone and the macarons he brought to "Madame Dragon".

... He was late for his first meeting with a girl, so damn it.Don't hate him.Sitting on the bus, Cen Mian thought to himself, there were two more stops to Nancheng Street, and there were still more than ten minutes left, Cen Mian got off the bus early because he had no cash in his wallet.

Perhaps because of the remote location, the bank's 24-hour ATM was empty on weekends.

Cen Mian inserted the card and flicked through the information, looking at the poor balance on it, remembering that today he had made an appointment to an expensive cat restaurant that was not full, and his heart was bleeding.For his number one archangel, Leng Shi reluctantly took a full four digits.

"You're still so down and out, Xiaobai." A voice with a morbid smile appeared behind him, and in a remote neighborhood, a familiar black sports car stopped behind him.

Cen Mian felt as if someone had been doused with a bucket of ice water, from head to toe, goosebumps constantly appeared on his body, this, this is impossible.Thinking of this, Cen Mian turned around holding his wallet as if facing a formidable enemy. The half-lowered window of the sports car was the face he had not seen for a long time. Even if he was wearing sunglasses, he would not admit his mistake.

... Jiang Lie.No, shouldn't he go to the police station?No, it's the weekend.However, what Jiang Lie wants to do with him has nothing to do with them.Cen Mian's body trembled and went limp as if he had a memory, his big eyes were full of fear and guard.

"Oh, don't worry, there will be more opportunities in the future. What's the rush? I'm just here to give someone away, Xiaobai." With a pale and handsome side face, his mouth evoked a snake-like smile, and his tone was different from that of ordinary people. Ruthless and weird.

Cen Mian took a few steps back until he was leaning against the cash machine, biting his lips with his teeth, vigilant like a hamster being targeted by a snake, until he saw the other party give him a piercing smile, then he started the car and drove off. It took a long time to recover.

...He must have been dreaming just now.yes.Cen Mian took a quick step to leave this place of right and wrong, and pinched herself hard, it hurt.The humid cool wind of April blew by, and the cold sweat from just now felt chilly against the skin.

"Ah Qi!" Cen Mian sneezed and sniffed, could it be any more scary today.Ugh, he better stop setting the flag like that.

"Long Aotian?" The alienated and seductive deep voice read out this unscrupulous name, which was extremely unsuitable.

Cen Mian was still holding the snot paper in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw that the man who was slightly shorter than his thigh was wearing casual clothes, leaning against the low-key silver-gray car, his skin was delicate ivory white, even though he was wearing sunglasses, his exposed chin and You Qi's bright red lips show that he has a face that does not lose to his excellent figure and voice.

……male? !Who will tell him why the "Dragon Lady" who has been raised for so many years, the person who can "mmm" and "raise high" every day, and who can add [love] [cute] to every sentence, is a man!crooked!

"I'm Madam Long, you can call me Zichen." The man stretched out his thick and slender hand, his lips were still straight, and very gentlemanly took the snot paper in Cen Mian's hand and threw it away, and changed it without hesitation. He stretched out another hand and waited for Cen Mian to grasp it.

"...Oh." Cen Mian hadn't recovered from the shock just now, sniffed stupidly, shook Luo Zichen's hand a little, and the thoughts echoed in his head, so why are you a man? !

Seeing the silly Cen Mian, Luo Zichen's lip line slightly raised for a moment, and then he returned to his noble and indifferent appearance, holding Cen Mian's hand without letting go, leading the person and pushing the door of the restaurant to go in. Question: "I don't know your real name yet, well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I still like Long Aotian quite a bit, the name you chose is so cute, ma'am."

...Don't say these words with your X cold expression, okay, big brother!Cen Mian carefully freed her own hand from Luo Zichen's, fearing that she would hear that alienated voice say something more egregious like "Mommada" and had to give her name.

Seemingly impolite, Cen Mian stuffed the original box of girly macarons into Luo Zichen's hand, rubbed the back of his head, and whispered, "I made this last night, ahem, that, I didn't expect you to be , I feel disgusted."

Luo Zichen didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he placed the box of macarons cherished by the table where they were sitting, took up a seat by himself, and told the waiter not to move his seat.

The caramel-colored eyes under the sunglasses never left Cen Mian from the beginning to the end. Luo Zichen knocked on the table with his long fingers one by one, and his tone of light and provocative made no one could find the slightest hint of lying: "This is what people like most. The color is really unexpected, I am very touched, thank you madam."

...Mom, I want to go home, I was wrong, I shouldn't believe in the skin of a girl, well, it's really hard to find an attribute to describe the feeling of the person in front of him.Anyway, it's so weird!Seeing the stark contrast between the girl's pink macarons and the serious gray casual clothes, Cen Mian thought.

Luo Zichen asked Cen Mian for his opinion in a gentlemanly manner, and ordered the menu with the waiter. He was surrounded by several cats in the store—Garfield, who just became thinner in spring, was lying beside his hand, licking his white eyes comfortably with his tongue. On the lap lay a small Ragdoll cat, lazily motionless; in the other hand was holding a Siamese cat wagging its tail like a nympho.

Seeing that Cen Mian was obviously not as close as he was on Weibo, Luo Zichen explained knowingly: "Ma'am, she is not very good at adjusting facial expressions, so don't be scared by me and ignore me, okay?"

Cen Mian looked at him dressed in cats, the cats still enjoyed his touch, and although the other party's demeanor was noble, under the warm light, even wearing sunglasses, there was a sense of alienation, and there was a kind of tenderness in his words a feeling of.I always feel this feeling is very familiar.

...People who can be recognized by cats are not necessarily bad people.Cen Mian thought naively, and smiled timidly at Luo Zichen, trying to match what the other said.

"Alas..." Luo Zichen's face remained unchanged, and he sighed. At this time, the waiter came to serve food and drinks. He paused, and when the waiter went down, he set the plate, drinks, knives and forks for Cen Mian, and then Then he said: "Actually, you can see that my skin is in vain. I have depression. It has been five years. I really can't hold on anymore. It all depends on the paintings you draw. You must not stop drawing. Promise me, Okay." Because Cen Mian's painting appearance was the happiest among all the poses he had seen.

... The messy little yellow rabbit he drew still has this effect? !Cen Mian looked at Luo Zichen, the attitude of the other party did not seem to be fake, and it was quite strange that he was wearing sunglasses indoors and never took off his life.

Filled with sympathy, Cen Mian shook the back of Luo Zichen's left hand and said dully, "I will continue to draw. Are you really okay?"

"It doesn't matter, my heart exploded when I saw you. But you, haven't you been troubled by that person called "Thigh" these days? You still disagree with the conclusion I said?" Luo Zichen held his hand Considerately refilling Cen Mian's glass, the caramel-colored eyes shrunk under the sunglasses, but it was a pity that Cen Mian couldn't see it.

"...cough! This drink tastes so weird." Cen Mian coughed from the strange taste of peach juice. He really didn't want to talk about such a problem with such a cough in reality. He was already very distressed, so Trying to change the subject dully: "I'm fine, talking online is just exaggeration, that, where are you, Zichen?"

"At Ling Hospital, I saw a painting by your wife before I went to apply for the job at Ling Hospital." Looking at Cen Mian's blushing, which was caused by cough or emotion, Luo Zichen pursed his thin lips, and then said , and continued to fill Cen Mian with that pinch of "peach juice".

When Cen Mian heard that he was in another big trouble, he pricked up his ears sensitively, tilted his head and asked in a nasal voice: "My painting? I remember I didn't draw anything about the Spiritual Hospital." He shook his head after asking, always I think what's going on when I see double images.

"You're really forgetful, the one that predicted the ghost car." Luo Zichen explained naturally, holding Cen Mian's small face that was about to fall down.

"... Hiccup?" The delirious Cen Mian twisted his head uneasily on the palm of his hand. The cold and dry feeling made his hot head feel better, but the strange smell made him want to break free.

"Have you been dreaming lately? What did you dream about?" Seeing that Cen Mian was about to collapse on the table, Luo Zichen stood up leisurely, as if this was normal, and bent over to hug Cen Mian When you get up, it feels very light.

The waiters on both sides bowed politely and sent the two of them away as if they hadn't seen them, but Cen Mian, who was in a daze, naturally didn't see it, and was still muttering: "Dream? Woo, I dreamed of a knife, don't tell me... ..."

Luo Zichen's cold thin lips curled up slightly, he put Cen Mian into the car, sat in the driver's seat and turned the key, and drove on the sparsely populated road.

***

Shanhai Apartment S601.

Luo Zichen was holding Cen Mian halfway, and was about to ring the doorbell with the other hand. Cen Mian, who was being hugged by him and blown a cold wind all the way, exploded as if he was sober, and whispered in a strong nasal voice: "Hold on, it's so late Now, everyone is asleep."

... Although I don't know what's going on, but if the thigh sees him, he will be eaten again, woo woo woo!Madan, my head hurts and I feel dizzy, so I won't order peach juice next time!

"Okay, then be careful." Luo Zichen's estranged eyes showed regret, he put Cen Mian down, saw Cen Mian softly holding the key by the door, and insisted on watching him go before he would open the door, so he turned around and pressed the key. up the elevator.Even in the elevator, the obsessive gaze was still on Cen Mian's silly face, and he didn't stop until the door was closed.

Cen Mian only felt that his head was full of paste, heavy and stuffy, and he had to insert the key several times before inserting it.

The hall is pitch-black, only the warm light shines through the door of the thigh, which is the night light he bought, betting that Wumao thigh has already fallen asleep.

...It's a good thing I fell asleep.Woo, it's so uncomfortable, he wants to change clothes secretly and go to sleep.Cen Mian walked on the ground with one foot empty and one foot solid, finally stumbled to the sofa, and suddenly fell limp on the sofa, so soft and comfortable, she didn't want to leave when lying on her stomach, hiccup, something was hard and cold.

...Oh, the trial book from Ling Hospital.

Cen Mian rested his head on the armrest, staring dazedly at the wide open balcony door. In the middle of the night, outside the window, the moon was dark and the stars were silent, and the lights of thousands of houses had already turned into pitch black. The sound of insects seems to be as far away as thousands of mountains and rivers.

"... Woo." Thinking of the recent bad things, some of them were caused by his relapse, and more were forced out by the unchangeable reality, and the starting point of all this was because of one person.If it would be useful not to think wildly, he wouldn't be stuck in the mud.

Cen Mian looked at the double shadows and different shades of black and gray outside the window, and the cold wind blowing his aching and heavy head at night, he just wanted to escape from this concrete forest, and thought that these things would never haunt him again in the mountains.

"Where have you been fooling around since you came back so late?" The light in the living room suddenly turned on, and He Shaoyu with a gloomy face came over and looked at the dragon on the sofa.Thinking of the fact that Cen Mian avoided him recently and couldn't see anyone after returning from a busy schedule, his face darkened a bit.

"... Huh?" Cen Mian on the sofa squinted his eyes when the light suddenly turned on, looked at He Shaoyu in a daze for a while, and then muttered inarticulately: "...It's the thigh."

Dry!What tone is this!

He Shaoyu frowned when he smelled alcohol all over his body, bent over and pinched the limp dragon's face: "Do you still know who I am?"

Cen Mian seemed to be enchanted by He Shaoyu's breath, rubbing his hands on those hands obsessively like comforting a cat, and then continued lying on the sofa into a lump.

"Tsk! Why are you so troublesome!" He Shaoyu disliked him impatiently, but there was not much evil in his eyes. He hung Cen Mian around his neck with one hand, saw the trial book protruding from under Cen Mian, frowned and took it along the way. Because of the perfume on it, I just twisted my fingers in disgust.

Cen Mian, who was half asleep and half awake, bit her lips dissatisfied when she smelled it, her heart seemed to be full of plums, sour and burnt, and asked vaguely: "Have you smelled it, it's such a strong fragrance. "

He Shaoyu frowned, and simply put the bag of trial books far away, opened his eyes fiercely and said nonsense: "No, maybe the air we breathe is different."

The drunken Cen Mian boldly made a grimace, struggled to get off He Shaoyu's shoulder, and muttered: "...Obviously there is, it's so thick."

He Shaoyu put Cen Mian down on the bed and shook off Cen Mian's quilt casually. Seeing the black business card in Cen Mian's pocket, he took it out and saw that there was only a small golden mask, and Gu Yunzhi's Xuelang paper The face was exactly the same, and his face darkened in an instant.Looking at Cen Mian, who was ignorantly spreading his belly, and thinking of Jiang Lie's threat today, he raised his eyebrows, tsk, stupid dragon, you can drink anything you are given, believe everyone, and you don't know what's going on if you eat it .

Raising his finger, He Shaoyu set the business card on fire, took out a piece of paper and gave Cen Mian a word, stuffed it into Cen Mian's pocket.Cen Mian was still hugging the pillow and muttering something, couldn't hear clearly, betting that Wumao was a copy of those words just now.

Pulling off the quilt and covering Cen Mian tightly, He Shaoyu squeezed Cen Mian's face hard, and threatened in a vicious voice: "If you say such stupid things again, I will pull out your tongue."

"...Woo, did I say something wrong?" Cen Mian buried his head in the soft pillow in a daze, kicked off the quilt, most of the T-shirt was turned up, and the baggy trousers vaguely revealed the childlike little trousers.

"I'll give you six seconds to say my last words with your tongue." He Shaoyu looked at Cen Mian who was foolishly thrusting into his hand, and for some reason remembered Cen Mian who was wearing only the upper body at the wonton stall that day, tsk, I'm so stupid , if someone picks it up tonight, this dragon cub will be eaten.

Realizing that he thought of Cen Mian's half-naked body for a moment, He Shaoyu's face darkened even more, the corners of his eyebrows twitched, and he immediately pulled up the quilt, wrapping Cen Mian so that he couldn't move.

Dry!He must have been infected by the stupid dragon, so Young Master He thought after lighting the night light for Cen Mian and leaving the door.

Chapter Seventeen

On April [-]th, during the Qingming Festival, it was drizzling.

Just before the Ching Ming holiday, there were not many people at the station.The drizzle was falling densely, but the soft feeling made people feel so comfortable that they didn't want to open an umbrella.

Cen Mian, who was holding a backpack, was wearing a crisp white V-neck sweater and slacks, with a cooling patch on his forehead, making him look smaller.At this time, Cen Mian was looking up at the complicated city traffic in confusion. He had been in City S for so long, and he would only take the two-way bus for work and grocery shopping. However, the Ling Hospital was built in a villa in the middle of the mountain far away from the city. district.

For such Cen Mian, the trip to the Ling Hospital was indeed like an experience.In order not to make any mistakes, he spent the whole day planning today's route, and asked his senior brother and Du Niang if they knew what car to take and how to get there when he arrived, so he only left today.

"Luo Zichen: How is it? Have you found the car? I remember that there is a 355 that can go directly to your house. I don't go to work today. If I don't find it when I get there, I will show you the way. [cute] [circling circle]"

Cen Mian was taken aback by the sudden vibration, and thanked politely.Putting the phone back into the backpack, Cen Mian still couldn't believe that his number one archangel "Mrs. Dragon", who had been acting cute for many years, was a man.Although he didn't remember much about that night, in Cen Mian's impression, Luo Zichen was a noble and cold man who didn't seem to be in the same world as him.

Ah, when I think of how many men's thoughts he has said, my heart is full!Where is the basic trust between demons!

Cen Mian boarded the No. 355 bus, and after inserting the coins, he sat in the back double seat and leaned against the window to look at the compartment.Because it is a long-distance bus, there are not many people on the bus, maybe people who can go to the terminal of the Ling Hospital, except for poor people like him, don't need to take the bus.

The antipyretic patch on his head had no effect, and it was as hot as the temperature of his head.Cen Mian simply tore off the antipyretic stickers, and took the medicine in advance, which would be a joke later.

When picking up things, Cen Mian saw that he had carefully framed the paper in his wallet, which he stuffed in his pocket when he woke up that night.The paper was torn from his sketchbook by his thigh, and the crazy handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting he saw on the monster beast calendar.And that sentence is the reason why he dared to quit his job and go to Ling Hospital by himself by car today.

"When you meet a ghost, fight with it. It's good to win, but you can't win; at most it's the same as it."

The first time Cen Mian saw this sentence was in Pu Songling's book.During the period after he came back from school, all kinds of troubles that were pressing in his heart broke out all at once, and he couldn't think about it.