damn it

Dou Cheng picked up the straw man with a dazed expression, and looked at it over and over.

"It's such a thing that I just held on to. How did you do it? This fake is too vivid!"

With a helpless expression on his face, Qu Zhong took the grass pricker over, and the flames in his palm burned to ashes.

"Is your focus a little bit off?" Qu Zhong shook off the ashes: "It's just a cover-up, a small trick."

"Ah!" Dou Cheng yelled, pulled Qu Zhong back and turned around and ran back: "I just met your relative, who stole my ring, and is fighting with the kid right now, hurry up, it's too late I'm afraid the kid won't be able to hold on!"

"My relative?" Qu Zhong let Dou Cheng drag him away, and his eyebrows frowned when he heard this, his expression was inexplicable.

"He said it belonged to your Qu family, hurry up, don't dawdle, you will definitely know him when we get there!" Dou Cheng ran out of breath: "Damn, listen to his tone of voice, why do I feel like your concubine?"

The two rushed back to the teahouse, only to find that ghosts had gone and people had dispersed long ago, and the street outside the door was empty, as if nothing had happened before, and everything was just an illusion of Dou Cheng.

"...Is it possible that the little ghost was captured?" Dou Cheng was very worried: "Let's look for it quickly, and we can't let the little ghost have an accident! But...you ghosts should have magnetic field induction, right? Can you know where they are going? Yet?"

Qu Zhong closed his eyes for a while and opened them, shaking his head: "Follow me."

The two walked around for two streets and picked up a piece of red balloon skin the size of a fingernail.

Qu Zhong bent down to pick it up, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"The brat's?" Dou Cheng asked nervously.

Qu nodded: "The kid is injured, it should be around here, let's look for it."

"Tsk, I thought you ghosts have their own positioning magnetic field." Dou Cheng complained, but his feet were walking like wind, and his eyes were looking around for the figure of the little ghost and the young ghost.

"It's still positioning, do you think it's GPS?" Qu Zhong was speechless.

Dou Cheng: "..."

"This way." Qu Zhong pulled Dou Chengcheng into the alley next to him.

He thought he would see a fierce fight, but in the end, he saw the little ghost lying dying next to the trash can. His small body was so transparent that Dou Cheng didn't notice it at first glance. It was Qu Zhong who ran over to hug him before he saw it.

"Is the kid injured? Is he okay?" Dou Cheng wanted to help but couldn't get in, and he was so anxious that ants were on the hot pot.

"Go back first." Qu Zhong picked up the kid, turned around and walked back.

But Dou Cheng looked around every step of the way.

"Don't look for it, I ran away early." Qu Zhong said.

"Do you know who that is?" Although Qu Zhong came late, Dou Cheng felt that he should know it.

Qu Zhong didn't respond, but that expression was equivalent to acquiescence.

Dou Cheng didn't know what he couldn't say, seeing Qu Zhong's unpredictable expression, he became even more curious about the origin of that ghostly young man.What is the origin of that guy, to make Qu Zhong so secretive?

"You ran away as soon as you came, and you don't look like your concubine. Could it be that it's just a relationship? Then why did he want to snatch the ring?" Dou Cheng played around the corner.

Qu Zhong still didn't respond.

Dou Cheng's heart choked, and he looked at the kid who was becoming more and more transparent: "Is he going to be okay?"

Qu Zhong: "No."

Dou Cheng... Dou Cheng rolled his eyes towards the sky.

When the two returned home, Qu Zhong carried the kid into the room, and closed the door without letting Dou Cheng follow in.

This was the first time Dou Cheng was rejected from the door, and he was immediately upset, but he also knew that it was important to save the kid now, and he couldn't help if he went in, so he suppressed his anger and sat down on the sofa.This person can't be idle, and when he is idle, there are many things in his mind, such as the ring, such as the ghost youth, such as... Qu Zhong avoids talking about it.

Dou Cheng felt like he had fallen into the whirlpool by mistake, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west.Being in it, but being excluded by a clear-cut boundary, this feeling that everything is covered in the bone, but you can't get rid of it, it's too bad and too uncomfortable.

Qu Zhong didn't stay in the room for long, he came out in a few minutes.

"Is the little ghost alright?" Seeing Qu Zhong coming out, Dou Chengcheng got up and asked eagerly. He wanted to go in and see, but seeing Qu Zhong closed the door, he obviously didn't let him in. He was afraid of impulsiveness and bad things, so he could only hold back Live and sit back.

Qu nodded.

"Did you go to the hospital today?" After pouring a glass of water and putting it in front of Dou Cheng, Qu Zhong sat down next to him.

Dou Cheng tilted Erlang's legs, stretched his arms freely on the back of the sofa, tilted his head and looked at Qu Zhong with a half-smile.

"Go." Dou Cheng's eyes flashed coldly: "You are very nervous, I will go to the hospital, why?"

"A place like a hospital is nothing but seeing a doctor. I'm nervous because I care about your body." Qu Zhong didn't change his face.

"Heh..." Dou Cheng sneered, "I should have thought it through earlier."

Qu Zhong frowned upon hearing this, and turned to look at Dou Cheng.

"There is an inexplicable flash in my stomach. Apart from being related to you, could it be that my own body mutated and grew a night pearl? I am not a clam spirit." Dou Cheng sighed, put away his sharp edge, and for the first time used a low-pitched, almost begging tone: "Can't you just tell me what's in my stomach? And what's the origin of that ghostly young man? You didn't give me this ring sooner or later, why did you give it to me today? "

Qu Zhong looked at Dou Cheng in silence for a long time.

Dou Cheng thought he was acquiescing or guilty, stood up abruptly, and glared: "Didn't I just smash those dead things of yours? Fuck you, fuck you and see you, what the hell do you want? How on earth are you willing to let me go and make a way out?! I should have thought of it a long time ago, if your Qu family can create such a villain as you, it is destined to be a bad thing! Who the hell turned you into this, who are you looking for! You go and make an enemy, I count you a bitch!"

"Have you finished?" Qu Zhong stood up unhurriedly, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Dou Cheng sneered: "What? I'm going to get angry when I poke you in pain? Come on! Choke my neck! You're so fucking bad. Now you die, you don't die. I'll dig your grave and pour you a coffin of black dog blood Pig manure rotten water..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged by Qu Zhong, and his mouth was tightly gagged.

"Oh!" Dou Cheng was bitten so badly that he conditioned to raise his knees and lift his genitals in pain, but he was turned around by Qu Zhong and pressed on the sofa: "Oh... fuck! Let... let go of me! Get out of here ! Mmmmmmmmm..."

Ren Doucheng was full of brute strength, but he didn't use it for a while, and soon under Qu Zhong's strong and domineering offensive, he softened into a puddle of mud, his heart was racing mmp, but the little brother three inches below the belly button trembled and burst into tears , It's obviously that the mouth doesn't want the body and the body doesn't want it, it's just a f*cking two-two meat that doesn't live up to it.

"Be honest?" After the long and deep kiss, Dou Cheng's brain was hypoxic and his headache was splitting and he was almost suffocated to death, but his expression remained unchanged. There is a posture of not being honest and trying again.

Dou Cheng gritted his teeth and suffocated into a puffer fish, but under Qu Zhong's strong aura... for a second.

Only then was Qu Zhong satisfied, and he caressed Dou Cheng's charming peach blossom eyes with his fingertips: "If I really want to kill you, I don't need to go through such a lot of trouble. I think you are used to being a bastard, so forget it this time. But I don't want to hear that kind of shitty talk a second time, huh?"

Uh shit!

And... what do you mean by being used to a bastard?Hold!

Dou Cheng was so angry that his chest hurt, but what was more...was grievances.This emotion came too unexpectedly, you know, he has completely thrown away this stuff from a very early age, the Street Fighter becomes a brother every day, and the only thing he has ever done is to make others feel wronged, how can he feel wronged himself, but This time, he was so fucking wronged.

Why are you wronged?

Dou Cheng was at a loss.

Qu Zhong saw Dou Cheng's emotional ups and downs, and rubbed his hair: "I won't hurt you."

Dou Cheng turned his face away, clenched his teeth and said nothing, but he had already made a secret decision in his heart.

He must kill all unknown factors in the cradle.

After so many years of muddling along, maybe it's time to make some changes.

The little ghost came out of the room only in the evening, first he looked at the living room with a strange expression, then ran to Dou Cheng, his little hand was in his trouser pocket, and after he found nothing, his expression changed instantly, blood and tears filled Eye sockets, and then wept silently.Two bloodstains hung on the pale fleshy little face, creepy and cute, and the visual impact was a bit big, thanks to Dou Cheng's familiarity with him, otherwise, seeing this scene suddenly, he would have been taken aback.

"Little ghost, why are you crying?" Dou Cheng stiffly didn't know whether he should take out a tissue to wipe the little devil's face, he was at a loss, let alone coaxing the little devil when he grows up, he can't even talk about children: "It hurts." Is it okay? Is it still uncomfortable?"

The kid was sobbing, and finally burst into tears after a while: "The balloon... the balloon is gone!"

"Uh..." Dou Cheng was dumbfounded: "It's just a little bit of skin, if it's gone, it's gone, and I'll fill you up with a new one, why don't you think it's justified, you have to have that?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... when balloon is gone, I just... I can't wait for my mother anymore!" It was the first time that the little ghost said so many words in one breath.

However, Dou Cheng couldn't care less about surprise: "Your mother?"

The kid nodded while touching his face.

"What's going on?" Dou Cheng ignored Qu Zhong all afternoon, but now he subconsciously turned his head to look at him, and then at the kid: "But... didn't you die in a car accident?"

Hearing this, the little ghost trembled all over, and suddenly raised his head to look at Dou Cheng, his bloody little face was dazed and shocked.

Dou Cheng was also shocked: "You don't...you don't know that you are dead, do you?"

The hand supporting the sofa was suddenly held, it was Qu Zhong, and Dou Cheng looked at him.

Qu Zhong said: "He knows, but he just refuses to face it. I was very surprised before. If he just died violently, at most he would have resentment on his body. The evil spirit cannot be so heavy. It seems that the key lies in his mother. He is obsessed with it. When his mother came back to pick him up, he subconsciously refused to accept the fact that he was dead, and his obsession was not so much obsession as hatred."

Dou Cheng snorted coldly: "In the first sentence, the whole process depends on making up. The kid just said a mother, and you pulled out so much. This brain hole is also convincing."

As soon as the voice fell, the kid cried even louder: "Mom said that she was going to a far away place to earn money to buy me new clothes, and asked me to wait for her at the gate of the orphanage. She also bought my favorite balloon and said that as long as I blow the balloon big and round, and hold it high, and she will come back. I, I have been trying to raise the balloon high, but the balloon was blown away by the wind, and many cars came... I , I went to pick up balloons, and I was caught by a big truck... woooo...so painful!"