Star Architect

Qi Qiuran grabbed Luo Pingxuan who was behind him and rushed to a safe place beside the road, and heaved a sigh of relief.

This relaxed, suddenly my heart tightened.

Luo Pingxuan being pulled, why doesn't the hand feel right?First of all, Luo Pingxuan's wrist cannot be so thin!

Thinking about it, Qi Qiuran carefully shook the things in his hand: let's say it's soft, but it's obviously not as soft as meat; let's say it's hard, it doesn't feel as hard as bones!

Nani! ?What did she catch! ?

To be reasonable, Luo Pingxuan is not one step behind; there is nothing else between them, so it is impossible for Qi Qiuran to catch the wrong one~! ?

Thinking about it, Qi Qiuran opened his mouth slightly revealing a trace of difference, and slowly turned his head.

Well, it looks like Luo Pingxuan is right.

"Luo, Mr. Luo?"

"Well, my good sister, don't you think there's something wrong?"

There was nothing wrong with the tone, so Qi Qiuran slowly looked down at Luo Pingxuan's figure.

Luo Pingxuan looked helpless, and looked at him with his hands in his pockets; Qi Qiuran tugged at his hand, his eyes widened and he was shocked by himself.

In her hand, she tightly held a ball of clothes in front of Luo Pingxuan's stomach, so that Luo Pingxuan's belly button was almost exposed.

"Ah, um, what time is it now." Qi Qiuran said with a hint of embarrassment in his smile, and threw away Luo Pingxuan's clothes.

Luo Pingxuan stretched out his clothes, and raised his watch: "01:30 in the morning, anyway, it's getting late. Let's talk about it after a good sleep today, at least we have got some information for now."

"Yeah, so far, the janitor has no intention of lying. Assuming that I really have something to do with his adopted daughter, then he has no need to lie to me."

"Speaking of which, one thing needs to be noted: his own voice is different from the voice that told us to go past before. If it is caused by the irreparable distortion caused by time and space, it is understandable, but if his ability If this distortion can be controlled, then his purpose is another matter."

As they spoke, the two returned to the entrance of their "Street Corner-Coffee and Book Bar", sighed and looked inside the glass door: it was almost pitch black at this moment.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, rolling up small eddies one after another on the ground.

The pale faces of the two were reflected on the glass door. Although the night was dark, they had no intention of going in as soon as possible.

"Hey……"

After staring blankly for a while, the two sighed weakly, and Qi Qiuran listlessly raised his hand to unlock the door.

"Drink... ah chirp! Ha, ah, ah cut!"

The moment the door was opened, a gust of cold wind like a knife hit Qi Qiuran's face, and Qi Qiuran sneezed a few times before doing anything.

"Based on ordinary people, you two are really late enough."

"As far as the deceased is concerned, you are really patient... Huh, hoh!" Qi Qiuran asked while wiping his nose, "You were the one who told me to stop, right? cut!"

"You wish there was someone else?"

While talking, Qi Qiuran walked aside and poured himself a cup of hot water from the machine.

"Did you find anything?"

There was a rhythmic knock on the door and the voice of the female ghost at the same time. Qi Qiuran put down his cup, turned his head and looked at the female ghost carefully for a few seconds before saying, "Do you know 'Judge of Fate'?"

Hearing these words, the female ghost frowned slightly, and looked forward deeply.

Boom, boom, boom.

The rhythmic knock on the door interrupted the silence, Qi Qiuran grabbed something in the direction of the water glass and turned around.

Outside the glass door, there was a person standing motionless against the light, and a strange figure fell on the ground.

After Qi Qiuran looked at the man for three seconds, the man suddenly opened the door with a cry and looked in, then held the doorknob and poked his head in, twisting from side to side.

From some angles, it looked like the man had his head stuck in the door trying to get out!

"It doesn't seem so cold anymore..." The man said to himself, and suddenly noticed something, turned his face with a strong shadow, and looked towards Qi Qiuran slowly.

"Huh? I said, my good sister, why are you staring at me in a daze? Are you sleepy?"

"I said, why didn't you come in just now."

"cold."

Hearing what Luo Pingxuan said when he was stuck at the door, Qi Qiuran almost rushed over to beat him to death, but the female ghost's voice echoed again: "Go to rest early."

After all, the female ghost disappeared out of thin air.

"Are you hungry?" Luo Pingxuan came over and looked at Qi Qiuran who was sideways facing him, with one hand still holding something.

"No, no?" Qi Qiuran replied inexplicably.

"Then why are you holding the chocolate sauce?"

"What?" Qi Qiuran turned around sharply, only to realize that he had grasped the wrong thing, and quickly let go, handed the hot water cup next to Luo Pingxuan, said good night, and went back to sleep.

Soon after, there was a sound of steady breathing in the room, and the store on the corner of the street regained its calm.

The female ghost appeared by the wall where she watched Qi Qiuran leave for the first time, looking outside the glass door, wondering what she was thinking.

There was a wind blowing outside the door, and it kept rolling up dust and dust to form a small vortex on the ground. Suddenly, there was a loud "click", and a bolt of lightning illuminated the eternal dark sky!

After this, the world suddenly began to rain heavily.

"The ability to turn everything around, and the word 'Judge of Fate', I'm afraid everything is not that simple. It's a pity that the girl herself can't figure out her background, and I'm just a female ghost with too much viciousness."

The heavy rain poured down outside the door, and there was a series of "cracking" sounds. The female ghost recalled the useful information with a serious face, and suddenly she suddenly realized that she looked up and disappeared out of thin air again.

A few hours later around ten o'clock in the morning.

"emmmmm—ah."

Qi Qiuran stretched her waist and woke up slowly, sat up and stretched her body - Luo Pingxuan was gone, and his bed had been tidied up, as if no one had used it.

As soon as he opened the door, Qi Qiuran saw Luo Pingxuan sitting at the bar quietly reading a book, his face exuded a strange kind of peace, the disharmonious sunlight cast under the dark sky subtly reflected on Luo Pingxuan's face superior.

In front of Qi Qiuran, a sense of distant and empty distance suddenly arises, making Qi Qiuran silently watch this "Mr. Luo" unconsciously.

wow...

The wind suddenly remembered.

"Excuse me……"

A voice broke the silence.

"Is there a novel called... here?"

Luo Pingxuan raised his head: a tall boy who looked like a junior high school student was standing at the door, looking around the store.

Luo Pingxuan, who got up slowly, became taller in an instant, and suddenly saw Qi Qiuran who had been looking at him beside him, and asked in an unusually magnetic voice: "Are you awake? I'm sorry, let's help him find a book first. Find a book In this regard, you still have some talent."

Feeling that there was nothing wrong with it, Qi Qiuran nodded silently and walked towards the bookshelf next to the outside of the bar.

The moment he pulled out the book, a piece of paper floated out from the bar beside him.