Duck Blood Fan Soup

[25]

She has been practicing for more than 100 years without getting sick, which made Fan Ya have some overconfidence in her body.But he forgot that he is also a mortal body now, and he will suffer from all kinds of diseases if he eats five grains.

Fan Ya caught a cold.Mimi doesn't have a cold, he has a cold!

With a heavy heart, Fan Ya packed up her clothes and moved back to the guest room.

Zong Jingli was also very sad.What did he do wrong?He just wanted to keep a cute boy and have a caring little lover. How could things turn out like this?Can he deduct wages?

But just think about it casually, he is not short of these two money.When the time comes, as soon as the words come out of his mouth, he can imagine Fan Ya's aggrieved appearance, and she is about to cry.Forget it, it's not easy being a child, so I'm going to save the cat for myself because I'm afraid, so stop being funny.

For the past few days, Fan Ya has been living in secluded places, haunted and haunted.Suddenly the person sleeping next to him was gone, and there was no one around him normally, Zong Jingli was still bored so strangely that he was not used to it.While Fan Ya was out for dinner, Zong Jingli stopped him and asked, "What's the matter, unhappy or uncomfortable?"

He said and kissed Fan Ya on the face.It was soft, and the temperature was still a little high. He managed to restrain the desire to take a bite.

Unexpectedly, Fan Ya was startled as if she had been electrocuted, and immediately dodged away.

Zong Jingli: ...?To be passive and sabotage so soon?

Zong Jingli looked at him with a frown, and Fan Ya spoke slowly, with a nasal voice: "Stay away from me, what should I do if I get infected..."

Case solved!Zong Jingli was overjoyed, grabbed Fan Ya and kissed again: "It's okay, I'm not as delicate as you, and you don't have to hide like this."

Fan Ya huddled in Zong Jingli's arms, the temperature on her face rose a little, but it was not because of a fever.

You think it through before you speak, you are chatting with a goblin now!A mortal actually mocked the resistance of a duck spirit who hadn't been sick for more than 100 years!

[26]

During the cold period, not only did Fan Ya not have any substantial progress with the benefactor, even the previous kisses and hugs almost disappeared.This made Fan Ya feel uneasy in his conscience, and the guilt of eating and drinking for free spread in his heart.

What was even more disturbing was that Zong Jingli paid him his salary.After raising him for a month like raising a son, his benefactor paid him the first month's salary.

He didn't have a bank card, so when he got up one morning, Fan Ya saw a few wads of cash beside the bed.Red, hundred-dollar bills.He has no exact idea of ​​how much the money is or what it can be used for, but he somehow knows that it is not a small sum, enough to support him to live alone for a period of time.

Fan Ya suddenly remembered why he came to Zong Jingli's house.He wanted to travel around the world, but his bag was stolen and he was short of money.

He came here because he was short of money. Now that he has money, is it necessary for him to keep it?

But before this thought popped up, he didn't have the slightest thought of leaving.He was safe, comfortable, and at home in this house.He knew that Zong Jingli was a very good person, and his relationship with this person had just begun.

Zong Jingli trusted him, provided him with food and shelter, gave him gifts, and gave him money back.But he hasn't done anything for Zong Jingli yet, he can't help it with his conscience, he can't cross the river and tear down the bridge like this.This is indeed a reason why he can't leave like this.

This was the first person he came into contact with deeply.Just like a bird takes the first creature it sees as its mother after breaking its shell, he has such a dependence on Zong Jingli.

The world is much more complicated than he imagined.With the help of this person, he can live a safe and secure life.What else?Fan Ya thought, if he left now, maybe he and Zong Jingli would never see each other again.

He took the money and left without a sound. He had no identity, and Zong Jingli couldn't find him.He wandered around the city freely, and when he had enough fun, he went home and waited for the master to come back.Maybe he will practice obediently for a while longer. Although they are in one city, they are in two worlds.

Zong Jingli may feel uncomfortable because of his sudden departure, but he may be forgotten soon.

Is this what he wants?He came to the world with no intention of making friends.But the wonderful fate came unexpectedly like this, maybe he got into the drama too deeply, but he didn't want to cut it off just like that.

This was the first person he knew.

Forget it, let's talk, let's talk.At least wait until he does something for Zong Jingli, or wait until the master comes back.Fan Ya thought wildly and locked the money in the drawer.

[27]

After giving the money, Zong Jingli felt that Fan Ya was more attentive, more enthusiastic, and more well-behaved.He couldn't help but feel that money can make ghosts turn the clock. The gift before didn't work, and money is the most reliable.

Zong Jingli was working in the study, and Fan Ya came in knocking on the door with hot water.

"Why are you here?" Zong Jingli remembered that he asked Aunt Liu to pour him a glass of water.That's good, a little beauty was brought in, her pajamas were loose and her white neck was exposed, didn't she intend to distract him from his work?

"Idle is idle." Fan Ya caught a glimpse of a financial report on Zong Jingli's computer screen. Although he couldn't understand it, he still couldn't help feeling horrified when he thought that those figures were the flesh and blood of his compatriots.

After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't help asking: "This, is yours, is it... a restaurant that sells food?"

"Huh?" Zong Jingli was taken aback for a moment before realizing what Fan Ya was saying.He felt that Fan Ya couldn't understand anyway, so he showed him openly, without avoiding anything, but he didn't expect him to be interested in this.

"No, it's my father's. I'm doing other business." Zong Jingli replied.

"Oh..." Fan Ya breathed a sigh of relief, "So you're not a duck."

Why does this sound so awkward?Zong Jingli laughed and pinched Fan Ya's face: "Why are you only thinking about eating?"

"Oh!" Fan Ya exclaimed, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Is it cold?" Zong Jingli suddenly had a bad intention, and put his hand through Fan Ya's collar.

"!" Fan Ya quickly moved away, shocked by Zong Jingli's childish behavior.

Zong Jingli put on a straight face: "How dare you hide? You don't want money anymore? Believe it or not, I'll deduct your salary."

"Deduct it, just deduct it, it's not just for money." Fan Ya muttered in a low voice.

? !

Zong Jingli was shocked.After getting the money, the tone became louder, and the wings became stiff?If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be in a hurry to give money!

But Fan Ya went on to say: "I stayed because I like you..."

Zong Jingli was even more shocked.He thought of Fan Ya running errands for him, making out with him with a blushing face, shyly giving him a small stone, foolishly finding a cat for him in the rain, and being scolded by him aggrievedly.

Too honest a child.

He looked into Fan Ya's eyes and asked, "Do you really like me?"

"That's right." Fan Ya said, poking her neck, "If you don't like it, I'll take the money and run away..."

...You are being too honest.

[28]

Zong Jingli has been single for a long time.The last relationship was when I was in school, and I had a very lively conversation with a senior.As a gay, the senior has both the qualities of the starting point stallion male lead and the Qiong Yao female lead, making this love ups and downs.He was forced to accompany the performance of the temptation to return to China. After the breakup, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and even had a little PTSD in love.

That day he went out to hang out with a group of cronies, and he had no interest at first, but seeing that this boy looked tender and well-behaved, which fit his aesthetics very well, he felt that he could also date him.As for the later nurturing, it was entirely on a whim, and it was boring to be alone. It would be nice to have a beautiful boy to accompany, and there would be no need to have so many love-hate entanglements, so worry-free.

Of course, later he found out that love-hate entanglements really don't exist, but peace of mind doesn't necessarily mean peace of mind.

He was originally trying to make a deal for money and sex, but unexpectedly this seemingly bold little duck was so innocent, which made him feel a little boyish.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at such a cute and pitiful little beauty, who is worried about you wholeheartedly, who can not be tempted?

What's more, this little beauty has said it all.

"I like Mimi."

"I like you."

[29]

On an ordinary Friday, Zong Jingli took Fan Ya out for dinner.This is a very common thing. The patron’s father will take him out to improve the food every three to five times, and he will avoid all the shops with duck meat very considerately.

This time it is a western restaurant on the top floor of a tall building.Looking down from the top of the building, it is a brightly lit night scene, and the bustling commercial street looks like a long river shimmering with waves.The noisy sound was cut off, and only the dazzling lights and the surging crowd could be seen at this time.

"It's so tall..." Fan Ya remembered that she had no wings for eggs.Of course, wings are useful and cannot fly so high.

"As long as you like it." Zong Jingli said, "You're not afraid of heights, are you?"

?Have you ever seen a bird afraid of heights?

Of course, this cannot be said.Fan Ya praised from the bottom of her heart: "Mr. Zong, you are so kind to me."

"So you like me?"

"correct."

"Oh." Zong Jingli sighed, "Stupid, I don't know what to say about you. From now on, don't just follow people when you see them, and coax you away after offering you two meals. Not everyone is like me, Be careful I really sold you."

"I know..." Fan Ya said, "Because it was you, I told you that."

"Then if I don't take you to eat or buy you things, do you still like me?"

"Of course." Fan Ya fiddled with the fork, as if the other party asked a stupid question.

Zong Jingli took a deep breath, Fan Ya seemed extra straightforward and bold tonight.He just coaxed Fan Ya to drink a little more wine, but he really only sipped a little.

"A little bit, it'll be fine." He didn't know why he was so nervous, but he always felt that it would be reassuring to confuse Fan Ya a little.

He asked: "Then you are willing... to associate with me?"