Minors are not allowed to enter

It took only a few days for the war to end.

On one side is the injured and weak fake ghost king, and on the other side is the fully recovered real ghost king. After getting back the box, the battle is almost one-sided.

Although all the things these years have been done by dolls, the dolls were made by themselves after all, so Jing Xuan still has a lot of finishing work to do.

Such as rebuilding the order of the ghost world, such as apologizing to the Bailings.

Xie Ran did not accompany him.

He returned to the place where Qingyi and the others lived temporarily, and discussed with his tribe about rebuilding their homeland.

This was something Xie Ran had been looking forward to for a long time, but after he really started to rebuild, Xie Ran found that he wanted to return to the human world.

He is a special lark who can't sing but likes to draw.

But the scenery in the ghost world is the same, and the creatures in the ghost world are similar, which is far less interesting than that of the human race.

Xie Ran told Qing Yi about this idea.

Qing Yi asked him with a smile: "Shouldn't you speak to Lord Ghost King?"

"...Jing Xuan?" Xie Ran was stunned for a moment - he really didn't expect to say hello to Jing Xuan.

"Forget it," Xie Ran lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe he will come to the human world in the future."

Qing Yi smiled and said, "Son, you have grown up."

Xie Ran: "???"

Xie Ran didn't understand.

Qing Yi smiled and remained silent.

She didn't stop her son, Xie Ran has already grown up, most of the monster clan, especially the feathered clan, don't have the habit of living together in one place.

It can be combined or divided.

But his mother didn't stop him, Xie Ran still encountered some accidents - after knowing that he was going back to the human world, Qing He insisted on going back with him.

Xie Ran: "..."

This is a bit difficult.

Emotionally, he is used to being alone; intellectually, he really has no reason to reject Qinghe.

Xie Ran has to thank her for taking her back to the territory of the Qingluan Clan.

So, on an ordinary day, Xie Ran and Qing He embarked on a journey back to the human world.

After leaving for many days, there was a layer of dust in the studio, Zhang Bo next door thought something happened to him, and when he saw Xie Ran, he dragged him and chattered for a long time.

Xie Ran can only say implicitly that he went back to his hometown.

Fortunately, Qing He also has a bluffing temper, so she quickly picked up the topic and chatted with the equally wordy Zhang Bo.Xie Ran finally freed up, he can go back to the studio to clean up.

This room was actually conjured up by him, and the human world procedures such as property rights were also blurred through magic. Originally, he lived alone, and the small studio was already big enough, but when Qing He came, Xie Ran had to stay in the room. In the middle of the night, the flat-roofed studio was extended to the second floor.

Qing He: "Why don't you just make the house bigger?"

"It's eye-catching." Xie Ran helped her clean up the house without raising his head, "Human houses are very expensive."

Qing He nodded half-understanding.

She stayed like this.

It was only later that Xie Ran discovered the benefits of expanding the second floor, so that if there are other Bailings or Qingluan in the clan who come to see him in the human world, at least they can have a place to stay.

After settling Qinghe, Xie Ran remembered what happened before he left, and went to Mrs. Mei's house.

The old man had disappeared long ago, and he didn't know what he had said to Mrs. Mei before he disappeared. Xie Ran heard a very embarrassing story when he took the small cup containing yin energy.

Mei Liping and Lou Jiaqi fell in love at first sight.

In the era they lived in, it was not easy to meet someone who they liked and also liked themselves, and at the same time, they could be together naturally. With the blessings of their relatives and friends, the two got married quickly and had children.

But marriage is not the same as being in love.

Mei Liping is sensitive and careful by nature, while Lou Jiaqi is careless but not good at expressing.

Their relationship gradually fell to a freezing point under the accumulation of contradictions without communication again and again, and many years passed like this.

It's been so long that I have forgotten the joy when we were together, the sweetness we had, and the way I loved each other.

Fortunately, after Lou Jiaqi died, there was still a chance to come back and talk to Mei Liping.

"So, Jia Qi said, thank you very much." When she said this, Mrs. Mei had a faint smile on her lips, "We have lived long enough, and we don't care so much about whether we have a next life or not. , but at least... in this life, I will understand."

She bowed deeply to Xie Ran.

"You're welcome." Xie Ran said, knocking on the small cup, "I'm not a philanthropist."

"Some opportunities are hard to come by, and I'm not an ignorant young man anymore, Mr. Xiao." Mrs. Mei's address to him has changed, she said, "Even if it is an equal exchange, not everyone can get the opportunity .”

They chatted all afternoon before Xie Ran bid farewell to the old lady and returned to the studio.

He still stored those yin qi in the cloudy epiphyllum.

After "eating" fiercely in the Yinquan once, Xie Ran didn't need to eat much during this time.

His studio is open as usual, painting for people and ghosts. Occasionally, when a regular customer comes to the door, he will hear the other party puzzled and say: "Is there... a second floor here before?"

"Yes." Xie Ran replied seriously.

After the recovery of the ghost world, there are not so many dead souls in the human world who come to ask for help intensively. Xie Ran's life has returned to the peace before. When he has free time, he will accompany Qinghe to visit places he has never been to.

Summer goes to autumn, and the new semester begins, and new students from various schools are entering school one after another.

From time to time, after hearing about the "urban legend", new elementary school girls would come to the door of the studio in twos and threes, laughing and "watching" the "face" of the mysterious owner of the studio.

When he is in a good mood, Xie Ran will set up a small drawing board at the door of the studio and sketch the students passing by; when he is in a bad mood, he will sleep in the back room.

… Until one day, a head hanging upside down suddenly "grows" from the ceiling of the back room.

Xie Ran stared blankly at the illusory figure that appeared out of thin air and said, "Your way of appearing on stage is still so scary."

"Little Que'er, I've already finished my work in a hurry and came to see you in the human world." Jing Xuan jumped down from the ceiling, and his illusory figure instantly became solid. Don't even give me a smiley face?"

"Is that why you scared me?" Xie Ran asked suspiciously, "A surprise?"

"Obviously, you're not intimidated by me."

Xie Ran stared at him silently for a while, then suddenly raised his leg to go out, and asked as he walked, "How long are you going to stay this time?"

"A month or so, I plan to learn the division of labor and work style of public agencies in the human world, and strive to retire myself as soon as possible." Jing Xuan grabbed Xie Ran's arm and tried to pull him back, "Where are you going? I have come all the way to see you, shouldn't you stay and talk to me?"

"I will accompany you." Xie Ran didn't stop, but pulled Jing Xuan out of the back room together, and pressed him against the table in the hall, "I didn't expect that after such a big event, you would Still working on retirement."

"This is two different things - I now deeply understand why the human race is afraid of 'artificial intelligence', so I plan to change my thinking." Jing Xuan said, "That is to mobilize the enthusiasm of the ghost race and let them become better employees. ..."

He watched Xie Ran put down a disposable packing bowl in front of him.

The white tofu and the bright red oil are intertwined, and the presence is prominently similar to Jing Xuan's sayhi.

"Douhua?" He was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Xie Ran nodded and finally smiled, "Good morning, welcome... back."

After such a long time, Xie Ran still likes to seal the glass doors and windows of the studio tightly with black cloth curtains, so that no matter what time of day the room is lit, there is only the pale color of fluorescent lamps.

But Jing Xuan suddenly felt that Xie Ran's whole body seemed to be wrapped in the morning sun, glowing fluffy, making people itchy for no reason.

"Xie Ran." Jing Xuan said suddenly, "I suddenly remembered something recently... I don't know if you still remember it."

Xie Ran: "Huh?"

"A long, long time ago, there was a little bird..." Jing Xuan walked around the dining table, slowly walked up to Xie Ran and stood still, "He told his mother without shame...to be a 'child bride' for the uncle who came to the door."

Xie Ran: "..."

Xie Ran: "...huh?"

……

That was indeed many years ago.

One afternoon, a group of Qingluan chatted together, talking about Qingwei being picked up by her ghost husband since she was a child, raised to adulthood, and then married, she is a "child bride".

At that time, Xiao Xie Ran didn't understand much, he only knew that marriage meant being together forever, and "child bride" probably meant being together forever since childhood.

It just so happened that his "year-old friend" and playful companion, Mr. Ghost King, came to beg for fire. The little lark flew to Ghost King's side, and brazenly announced to a group of Qingluans sitting opposite each other playing the piano that he was Mr. Ghost King's "child bride".

If I remember correctly, the scene was very hilarious at one time.

As time passed, hilarious laughter became embarrassing, Xie Ran's face became hot for no reason—Jing Xuan's approach made him feel a little oppressed—he took a step back, backed to the wall, and said intermittently: "That's a ...Intentional, accidental..."

"Is it an accident if you say it yourself?" Jing Xuan asked shamelessly.

"Actually, I didn't understand the meaning of 'child bride' at the time." Xie Ran hurriedly defended, "They were just making fun of the human language that day...the language of the monster race doesn't have this kind of expression."

"I know, I'm proficient in many languages." Jing Xuan tilted his head and thought for a while, then decided to let him go, "Well, then pretend I didn't say it."

He stepped back, as if he was going to sit back and eat the bowl of tofu curd.

But when Xie Ran turned his face, he seemed to see a look of disappointment in his eyebrows.

Xie Ran's heart twitched for no reason, and he stretched out his hand: "Hey——"

Jing Xuan turned around suddenly, leaned closer, and with lightning speed, his lips brushed over the tip of Xie Ran's nose like a dragonfly.

Fast and light, like an illusion.

Xie Ran was stunned.

"Little Que'er, have we known each other for 50 years?"

From the beginning to the present, 50 years may be more than that.

Xie Ran said blankly: "There is..."

"Then I've decided," Jing Xuan said, "I'll rub your red oil bean curd for another 50 years."

Xie Ran: "..."

It took a long time for Xie Ran to recover from that illusion-like light kiss, and then he blew up: "Who agrees that you have decided to eat and drink for 50 years???"

Jing Xuan drank the tofu curd in one gulp, wiped his mouth, didn't say anything, turned into black mist on the spot, and flew up to the ceiling like a bird, brushing against Xie Ran, hid in and disappeared.

The cold and ethereal touch left a string of almost electrified tingling ripples on Xie Ran's sensitive back of the neck, just like what they didn't know when they met for the first time.

For a moment, only Jing Xuan's deep laughter remained in the studio.

——I will eat you for nothing for decades.

Because we will be together for a long, long time.

(Finish)