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Staring at their completely overlapping palms across a pane of glass

The next day, Luo Qing habitually opened his eyes at dawn.

Look at the watch, 5:18.

Turn on the TV, and sure enough, the sunrise time reported on the TV today is also 5:18, which is exactly the same.

Luo Qing rubbed her nose, which was red from freezing, rubbed her hands together, and then covered her mouth to take a few breaths of hot air, before reaching out her hand to turn on the heat of the air conditioner.

The old air conditioner that was pressed right above the head of the bed hummed, Luo Qing, who liked to be quiet and didn't like to move, couldn't stand the noise.

He put on another coat over his old plaid pajamas, and then got out of bed and went to the window.

Originally, I wanted to see the drizzle outside the window and listen to the sound of rain and birdsong in early summer.I always feel that this sound is familiar but far away.

He was still just getting familiar with this frail body, seeing a thin and weak figure reflected in the window, unconsciously he raised his hand to touch the shadow on the glass.

As a result, he just touched the glass with his slender white fingers, and hissed—the entire glass window was lined with white ice along the place where his fingers touched, and the entire glass was frosted in an instant.

Luo Qing sighed slightly, he quickly let go of his fingers, and patted his head, "Oh, why did I forget again."

When did it become this icy physique?Or was it born with?Luo Qing didn't remember anything.

Every time he presses this kind of frosty snowflakes on the glass, it is very difficult for him to handle.Several times, the more I wiped the ice, the thicker it became.

Finally, he discovered that the hair dryer is a good high-tech thing. Turn on the hot air and blow it on the glass for a few minutes, and the frost will slowly melt away.

It's just that it consumes too much electricity.

He is now a freshman who is going to school on a scholarship, and he usually hates the electricity bill after taking a shower.

It's just the beginning of June today, and he has to turn on the air conditioner sooner or later, so he doesn't plan to use the hair dryer anymore.Anyway, I have to go to school in a while, and when the sun comes out at noon, if I persist until evening, the frost will disappear naturally.

Luo Qing was a little hungry, she looked at her watch, it was still some time before six o'clock, and she didn't know if the little brother who delivered food on the phone would really come on time.He had to go to heat a cup of milk by himself first.

The refrigerator at home was not connected to the power supply, and the ice inside was made by Luo Qing, but this did not affect the refrigeration of the refrigerator in the slightest.

Opening the refrigerator door, a gust of cold air rushed in, and he gently took out the milk box with his fingertips.Then, he quickly opened the milk box, poured half a cup of milk into the cup, and then put it in the microwave until it boiled.

Looking at the steaming milk, Luo Qing put on his coat again, and licked the corner of his mouth, he really wanted to drink something hot.

Turning on the microwave oven, he rubbed his hands together, put on thick cotton gloves, and then aligned the position of the milk cup, as if he was going to a supermarket to grab a limited purchase, he counted to three silently, and suddenly grabbed Picked up the milk glass.

Gudong, the entrance is still warm.

In a blink of an eye, it becomes icy when swallowed.

Gradually, I was already chewing ice cubes in my mouth.

However, Luo Qing couldn't let go, he could only drink the milk in one go.

Otherwise, the milk will freeze firmly in the cup and won't fall down.The cups are not easy to brush.

It seemed that the picture was too weird, even the little round-faced cat on the window sill put its face on the window and looked at him, licking its paws, as if it was also greedy for the milk.

Luo Qing responded weakly to the little round-faced cat from the corner of her eye: I don't want to either.Baozi, don't look at it, I'll share the frozen milk with you, you will have diarrhea.

Through the window.

Ling Yufeng, who had been sitting on the window sill and stroking the cat while looking at the room, was about to explode with anger.

Ling Yufeng is a thousand-year-old demon king.

In a month, he searched almost every corner of Jiangcheng.Finally, last night by the lotus pond in a library, he found the Luo Qing he had been looking for.

He didn't care about it, and rode a fire from the sky, and landed directly beside Luo Qing.

However, he found that Luo Qing had really become an ordinary person.An ordinary person who has no past life memory and doesn't seem to remember him.

Today was the first time he came to deliver food to Luo Qing, he made himself practice tens of thousands of times overnight, and finally he didn't touch the cardboard box and burn it to ashes.

He has now turned into an ordinary delivery man, and he can hide freely.

When he doesn't want others to see him, ordinary people can't see him.

Ling Yufeng came here on a small motorcycle specially designed for delivery people.He parked his motorcycle at the door of the building.

He is now invisible, sitting on the window sill and petting an ordinary cat with a small round face.

He said to the little round-faced cat: "Little round-faced, he is such an idiot that he can't even control his mana. How about I go in today and crush him to death. Like this." Talking to the cat, Ling Yufeng held his hand He lightly grasped the metal key in his heart, and then let go, only a twisted metal rod like a nail was left smoking.

The little round-faced cat next to him seemed to smell a strange smell, and jumped off the window sill with a jerk, flicked its tail and ran away.

Ling Yufeng sighed, raised his hand, and pressed his palm on the frosted glass that Luo Qing pressed just now.

He just exerted a little force, and in a blink of an eye, the ice on the glass melted away.Before the condensed water droplets had time to flow down, they shrunk to the size of a grain of rice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a second, even the water vapor was evaporated.

In the room, Luo Qing put down the milk cup, and saw the little round-faced cat outside the window suddenly run away.

Luo Qing rubbed her eyes again, thinking that she was wrong: on the glass window where the little round-faced cat squatted just now, the frost had completely melted away.The glass is now dry as new.

He looked up at the sky, a little puzzled: Although it was early summer in June, but it was rainy and cloudy, it shouldn't be possible to melt the ice on the glass in just a few minutes.

Luo Qing felt curious and planned to try again.

He took off the large cotton gloves used for baking, and this time he tried to press it slowly on the glass.

A snow-white and soft hand stuck to the glass window without leaving any gaps.

outside the window at this time;

"Are you a complete idiot, are you still a lunatic!" Ling Yufeng growled angrily.

The glass window was instantly chilled. Through the glass window, Ling Yufeng saw a pair of peach blossom eyes drooping, staring at himself without blinking, staring at their completely overlapping palms through the glass window.

Ling Yufeng shook his Adam's apple violently, this idiot, he can't see him at all now, nor can he see their overlapping palms, this utter idiot!

Early in the morning, Ling Yufeng couldn't count how many times he had scolded him for being an idiot, but he couldn't understand the hatred at all.

He is angry.

Trembling with anger, I almost forgot to take back my hand quickly, the phalanx with clear bones was already slightly red.He couldn't help clenching his gums until he felt the biting cold penetrate into the bone marrow through the glass.

The hour after sunrise every morning is the time period when he can gradually reduce the demon power to the weakest.

Ling Yufeng, who had controlled the demon power and turned into an ordinary person, was naturally enduring the pain that ordinary people could feel, which was icy cold pain.

However, he didn't say a word.Their palms overlapped, and no matter how painful it was, he couldn't bear to move his hands away.

Wait a little longer, and the glass will be cracked by the freeze.

Only then did Ling Yufeng reluctantly move his palm away from the glass.

In an instant, the glass was covered with frost again.

Through the window, I heard the idiot inside talking to himself, saying, "It's still not good. It's cold."

"It's cold, it's already summer. I'll call it when I know it next month, and it will kill you." Knowing that no one in the window could hear what he was saying now, Ling Yufeng still answered angrily.

Ling Yufeng looked at his palm, it was still red from the ice, and he didn't recover.It seems that the demon power is under control.

He secretly raised the corners of his lips slightly: Not bad!

Every morning at six o'clock is when his demon power is at its weakest.Only by sealing the demon power can he walk into the house like a normal person to deliver food.

He looked at the still red palm in front of his eyes for a long while, and then put the palm on his chest, the place closest to the heart.

At this time, a gray bird flew over, stopped in mid-air, and chirped with him a few words.

"Get lost!" Ling Yufeng only let out a low growl.

The gray sparrow hurriedly flapped its wings and walked around behind the tree. A young boy squatted under the old pagoda tree that was still raining.

The boy looked left and right to see if there was no one there, took a locust tree leaf, and blew it around his mouth, and he was already holding an ordinary blue umbrella in his hand.

Ling Yufeng jumped off the window sill, walked to the side of the express motorcycle, took out a hat, put it on his head, and lowered the brim of the hat a little bit.

Only then did he reach out and take out the paper bag, which contained soy milk, fried dough sticks, and a tea egg.

Carrying the paper bag, he didn't dare to delay for a second.

Ding Dong;

Doorbell rang.

Luo Qing was already waiting at the door, as if it was a custom, he cooperated and opened the door directly.

"Morning. Yours." Ling Yufeng almost threw the paper bag on the ground, just like a little deliveryman with low professional quality.

Luo Qing picked up his takeaway for the first time today.

Before he had time to say hello, he nimbly connected the paper bag that was about to fall freely.

"Morning." When he spoke, the little brother who delivered the food had already turned around and left the building, only a black and straight figure could be seen.

Luo Qing thought about going to give him a bad review as soon as he entered the room, but when he opened the paper bag, he took this idea back.

It smells so good!

A bowl of steaming soy milk just boiled.

Two deep-fried fritters are crispy, sour and soft, as if they were just taken out of the oil pan.

Even the tea eggs next to it are boiling hot, making people drool.

Luo Qing sat at the table, changed the TV channel, watched the morning news and began to enjoy his breakfast.

It's not really breakfast.This is the first time he has had such a warm meal here.

Soy milk can be drunk slowly, fried dough sticks can be picked up with chopsticks and then put down, even tea eggs will not be cold after peeling with fingers.

He really wanted to ask where the takeaway boy heated it, but unfortunately, he couldn't even say "morning" and he disappeared.

He watched the little takeaway get on the motorcycle through the window, and after the sound of the engine, the person had disappeared from the front of the building.

Because he runs fast, he can deliver hot meals.Luo Qing could only explain it this way.

In just a short contact, he didn't even see what this small takeaway looked like.But a tall man, a pair of slender hands with well-defined bones, and a face with clear outlines, Luo Qing always made Luo Qing wonder what kind of face was under the pulled down peaked cap.

While thinking this way, the morning news is almost over.

The false alarm fire at the Western Suburb Library was the last piece of news. Up to now, no one has figured out how the fire started and how it was extinguished.It's more like an urban anecdote than a piece of news.

Luo Qing turned off the TV and didn't eat too leisurely.

Just now, he saw Jiang Huique, a classmate from the same department, standing under the old locust tree, holding a blue umbrella, waiting for him to go to school together.