Pick up a celestial master and go home to town house

As if he had been in a deep sleep for a long time, the light shining on the bed made him stretch out his hand to block the sun, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and Ren Ling opened his eyes.

Every time I take a breath in my chest, I can feel a weight being pressed there.

The black-haired boy leaned against his chest and fell asleep very soundly. He knew that black hair felt very soft to the touch, as if he knew the first words the boy would say to him after waking up.

"Good morning, baby! mua~~" Zhou Yi rolled her eyes and raised her head, and gnawed loudly on Ren Ling's face with lightning speed.

As if frightened, Ren Ling bounced to the inside of the bed and slammed into the wall. His eyes were shocked and unbelievable, mixed with unspeakable collapse. He was kissed!

The new memory made his face turn blue and white.

He even knew what kind of indescribable and frank confrontation he had with the boy last night, and the boy still had a strong aura of him.

"Is your body okay?" Ren Ling pressed his forehead and asked a little strangely, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yi was thrown on the mat because of Ren Ling's sudden back and left. He got up angrily and jumped out of bed, "What do you think?"

The boy was only wearing a pair of big underpants. Ren Ling glanced carefully, and his eyes fell on the two slightly protruding red spots, which were too plump.

Sensing Ren Ling's gaze, Zhou Yi puffed up his chest and went forward to show, "Look carefully, you sucked it, it's all swollen, I don't feel well anywhere now."

Hearing such blunt bastard words, Ren Ling felt dizzy for a while, took a deep breath and turned around, "I didn't mean that, you... put your clothes on first."

Zhou Yi finally realized that something was wrong with Ren Ling, "What's wrong with you?" He wanted to go up to check on Ren Ling's condition, but when he took a step forward, Ren Ling stepped back a little.

"It's okay." Ren Ling had no choice but to jump out of the bed with bare feet, and lay down on the recliner in the living room seemingly calmly, all emotions were covered in his cold eyes again.

Zhou Yi's doubts were only momentary, and seeing that Ren Ling's behavior was the same as usual, he ran to make breakfast for Ren Ling.

The breakfast was served on the coffee table, and Zhou Yi sat at the table, using a spoon to stir the steaming porridge attentively and patiently, and blew on it in small sips.

Ren Ling opened his eyes at some point, quietly looking at the young man sitting at the table blowing porridge, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

This is the person who accompanied him during his special period and took care of him patiently for fifty days.

In just fifty days, their relationship was turned upside down, and Zhou Yi recorded all the preferences that Ren Ling himself hadn't noticed.

Ren Ling's taste is very light, he will eat a few more mouthfuls of lighter meals, and he is afraid of being hot, he likes to eat things that are cooler, sweets, fruits, and he will always come to him. As long as he puts it in front of him, he will always unknowingly Eat up.

In fact, Ren Ling enjoys food very much, but he seldom thinks about eating. His time is slow.

The food prepared by Zhou Yi is nutritious and healthy. Put it away on time for Ren Ling, and Ren Ling may finish eating on time. Regardless of Ren Ling, Ren Ling can sleep hungry all day long. Zhou Yi put Ren Ling's pale face There was a hint of rosiness.

Zhou Yi always felt that Ren Ling must not eat well in the past, fearing that his stomach would be bad, so he made stomach-enhancing seafood and preserved egg porridge according to the recipe, fried scallops, shrimps and mushrooms, and cooked it with preserved egg and rice to make a thick and suitable porridge. Sprinkle a little salt and chopped green onion at the end, and the aroma of the porridge is particularly satisfying.

When the porridge was almost cold, Zhou Yi brought it over with a smile, but Ren Ling only took a bite to taste the taste and stopped eating.

"Learn to be anorexic? If you don't eat breakfast well, you will lose two years of life, you know. You are already so old, how can you stay with me if you lose two more years?" Zhou Yi was a little disgusted, and pushed the porridge back to Ren Ling.

"I won't reduce my lifespan." Ren Ling's voice was a little self-deprecating, and he suddenly said: "Zhou Yi, you can't kill ghosts, but you can fight ghosts and communicate with ghosts. Just be careful, don't be caught by ghosts. When you encounter a ghost, you can actually protect yourself.”

Zhou Yi was taken aback, something was wrong with Ren Ling today, definitely something was wrong!Why did you say such a thing suddenly.

Wanting to observe more carefully, Ren Ling had already closed his eyes, hiding his eyes that gradually changed from pure and quiet to vicissitudes and alienation, as if he was fast asleep.

Ren Ling didn't wake up until work time, Zhou Yi looked at the person on the recliner, was a little worried, left him a meal, and left with a sigh.

After confirming that Zhou Yi was gone, Ren Ling also stood up again.

During these fifty days, he was like an ordinary boy, pursuing what he wanted with clumsy instincts. Everything was beautiful like a dream, but as long as it was a dream, he always had to wake up.

"It's time to end." Ren Ling looked at Zhou Yi's back as he walked away from the window.

The porridge was delicious, a stolen bite was already a blessing, the boy was not harmed by him, everything was still in time.

......

Zhou Yi was always distracted today, and sometimes he forgot when he was on stage to perform, and was urged by other musicians to follow him on stage.

After get off work, Ren Ling didn't come to pick him up. Zhou Yi stood at the most conspicuous place at the door. If Ren Ling arrived, he would be able to see him immediately.

As time passed, the other musicians left one by one, and the waiters on the night shift also went home. Finally, Xiao Gao came out and asked in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I...wait for someone." Zhou Yi was out of his mind, he felt a little cold even though the weather was sweltering.

"Call and ask." Xiao Gao immediately thought of who Zhou Yi was waiting for, the person who said he was Zhou Yi's friend, but stood at the door waiting for him every day, rain or shine.

"Yes." Zhou Yi was stunned, uneasy, never thought about the phone call, Xiao Gao shook his head and left, and Zhou Yi dialed the first number in the address book.

Soon, the female voice of the system sounded without emotion, "The user you called has turned off the phone." Putting down the phone, Zhou Yi's heart suddenly panicked.

The last bus left, and he didn't wait for Ren Ling to come.

Ren Ling replayed the details after waking up today in his mind, and Zhou Yi finally thought of the event that he was afraid that it would come, but also afraid that it would not come.

Ren Ling recovered his memory.

How would he treat himself?

Zhou Yi rushed into the night, running tirelessly all the way, even turning a blind eye to the ghosts guarding halfway. He is not afraid of ghosts now, and only wants to see Ren Ling.

The house was getting closer and closer, but from downstairs, the upstairs was pitch black. Zhou Yi's heart sank, and he gently opened the door. As imagined, there was no one in the room, and the prepared meals hadn't been moved at all.

There was a bank card in the middle of the coffee table in the living room. With trembling hands, Zhou Yi picked up the phone to edit the text message, "Ren Ling, where have you been?" The key was pressed.

After waiting for a while and seeing no reply, he sent another message, "Are you back?"

He stared at his phone and waited for a reply. It was too quiet at home today, and the moths were desperately jumping on the lamp. The sound of the impact made people even more disturbed. It was already 2 o'clock in the morning.

Ren Ling must be asleep, maybe he will read the text message tomorrow.

They said they don't want his money anymore, why did they give back the bank card, Zhou Yi held the bank card in the palm of his hand, and clenched his pale hands in a daze.

Cloud City.

Fan Xiangchen drove the car on the way back to Fan's house.

The car was very quiet, Ren Ling sat in the back row, watching the scenery passing by the car window.

Fan Xiangchen looked at Ren Ling from the rearview mirror from time to time, and in the afternoon Ren Ling suddenly called and asked him to come to F City to pick him up.

After he drove past, he saw Ren Ling wearing white T jeans and carrying a black backpack. He looked like a young college student. He was always dressed in a black windbreaker. He thought Master Ren would like to wear it like this It turned out that Master Ren would wear other clothes, Fan Xiangchen was amazed.

Ren Ling took out his phone and unlocked it, and quietly looked at the text messages stored in the phone one by one. There was only one person in his phone, and there was only one person's text messages.

The phone card has been taken out, no one will be able to get through, and he will never receive text messages from that person again.

Fan Xiangchen was even more shocked when he saw that Ren Ling seemed to be playing with his mobile phone. Old Antique began to accept new things, "Mr. Ren, don't you want to be disturbed and insist on not using your mobile phone?"

Ren Ling turned off his mobile phone and looked at the unknown night sky outside the car window, "It's good to be able to talk to the person I want to contact right away."

"Yes, yes." Fan Xiangchen laughed dryly, but since Master Ren has a mobile phone, can't he exchange feelings with Master Ren anytime?Although he has known each other since childhood, Ren Ling is still mysterious in his eyes.

Turning the corner to ask for Ren Ling's mobile phone number, but only got the effect of being ignored, so Fan Xiangchen had to change the subject, "This time you came back just in time, Beihe Fang's family sent a greeting card to the family, hoping to see you."

"Oh." Ren Ling closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Fan Xiangchen calmed down, whether it's okay or not, you can say it, but Ren Ling didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to disturb, so he could only speed up and rush home. The task of communicating with Master Ren should be left to Grandpa.

The car stopped in front of the old house of the Fan family, and a servant immediately stepped forward to drive the car back to the garage. When Ren Ling got down, he was in a daze, and almost bumped into Fan Xiangchen next to him.

Fan Xiangchen let out an ah, and quickly hid in the distance, showing a scared expression, for fear of touching Ren Ling.

"You know?" Ren Ling sneered, even if they had been together for many years, they still regretted their lives.

"Grandpa told me a little bit." Fan Xiangchen showed a trace of embarrassment and regret, it was too obvious, would Teacher Ren feel sad?

"Don't worry, before and after the special period, my body is relatively weak. I won't be able to absorb the evil spirit of this body, and it will make you mentally weak for at most two days when I meet you. After all, I am a living ghost with physical limitations. Compared with the real It's still far from being a ghost." Ren Ling looked a lot colder.

Fan Xiangchen said anxiously: "Master Ren, I didn't mean that, my grandfather said—"

"He said that if he wanted to die, he would stay away from me?" Ren Ling's expression was half smiling and crying, and he put away the leaked emotions in just a moment?

"Grandpa won't let me mention it to you." Fan Xiangchen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally said: "You watched me grow up, and I have always regarded you as an elder. Physical matters are not yours. reason."

Ren Ling ignored him and walked all the way on his own.

The old house of the Fan family is a large house left over from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. After walking through the winding corridors and through the gate for several months, you enter the backyard of the old house of the Fan family.

There is a very tall peach tree in the yard, its branches stretch out, almost covering the entire backyard, it can be seen how prosperous it used to be, but now the old peach tree only has bare branches, which have been dead for many years.

"No matter how long it has lived, a tree has a lifespan after all, and all things and spirits in the world cannot escape." Ren Ling touched the bark of the tree, and stopped in the backyard, his eyes were vicissitudes, and a little sadness was revealed inadvertently.