In the midsummer afternoon, Jin Mao Building.
The red Ferrari galloped across the street, followed by a nice drift, and came to a steady stop at the gate with the screeching of the tires. Then a young man in jeans and a baseball cap got out of the car, turned the car keys with boring fingers, and stepped into the revolving door with long legs in the eyes of passers-by, curious or envious.
This commercial building built in the bustling area of the city center is resplendent. As soon as you enter the lobby, the air-conditioning rushes like you don't want money. The young man stood in front of the card-swiping security door and touched his pocket, felt the goose bumps on his arm, and turned his head to ask the lady at the front desk, "Beauty, you forgot your card, come and swipe it!"
The lady at the front desk was obviously just here, and said stunned: "I'm sorry sir, please register as a visitor first. Who are you looking for?"
The young man half took off his sunglasses and glanced at her with a smile.
He is quite tall, definitely more than 1.8 meters, and he is very handsome. Although he does not show his full face, his half-raised eyebrows and deep eyes are enough to make one's heart skip a beat.
The lady at the front desk couldn't help but turn a little red, and before he could say anything, he turned around and took out his mobile phone: "...Hello, brother? I'm here to find you, but I didn't bring a card. Ask your little beauty at the front desk to give me a swipe. !"
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for the person on the other side to reply, and lit a cigarette.
"Yes - sorry sir, no smoking in the hall -"
The young man said casually, "Just two or three, don't worry, beauty."
"But, but..."
At this moment, the elevator dinged, slowly opened, and a man in a black suit walked out.
The young lady turned her head to look, and immediately Hua Rong paled: "Old, boss!"
Although he was called "Boss", Chu He was actually very young and looked like he was in his early thirties. The well-trained body is lean and lean, wearing a well-cut black suit and white shirt, his face is not as sharp and handsome as his younger brother, but paler and duller. When he doesn't speak, he looks more low-key. The helm of a well-known group on the Fortune List.
He swiped his card, walked out of the glass security door, and stood in front of his brother.
The brothers looked at each other for a moment, Chu He reached out and took the cigarette from his brother's mouth and handed it to the lady at the front desk.
"Smoking is not allowed in the hall." He said lightly, and then instructed the lady at the front desk: "His name is Zhang Shun, he is my younger brother. Let him in in the future."
What didn't match his plain appearance was that his voice was very nice, low and hoarse and very stable, with a hint of not being shocked by the wind and rain. The lady at the front desk was so nervous that she even forgot to blush, she quickly took the cigarette and bowed again and again: "Yes, boss! I'm sorry, I remember it!"
Chu He nodded to her, turned around and walked towards the elevator.
Zhang Shun also followed, and before leaving, he waved to the young lady: "Sorry, beauty! I'll treat you to tea later!"
The lady at the front desk stumbled and hurriedly looked around to see that no one was around. She immediately ran to the duty room, and hurriedly pushed her colleagues who were taking a nap in the back to wake up: "Sister Wang, Sister Wang! Our company boss has a younger brother? Did you know?"
The colleague raised his head sleepily: "Oh, second son Zhang, he's here again? Don't forget to swipe his card..."
The young lady couldn't contain her excitement: "But isn't our boss surnamed Chu, where can we get a younger brother surnamed Zhang? And he looks as handsome as a movie star, you know, Sister Wang!"
The colleague immediately motioned her to whisper: "What about you, little girl! Are you afraid people won't hear you?!"
Two years older, my colleague looked up to see that there was no one at the front desk, and then lowered his voice and said, "Our former chairman's surname is Zhang, and the second son of Zhang is his only son—the current boss is his mother's surname. It is said that the old director Zhang remarried back then, and his wife brought it in from the outside..."
The elevator rises steadily, and the floor-to-ceiling mirror gleams under the brilliant lights.
There were only the two of them in this small space. Zhang Shun took off his sunglasses and stared provocatively at Chu He's face in the mirror. His brother had no intention of opening his mouth. No expression at all.
"Why don't you ask me?" Zhang Shun couldn't help but opened his mouth.
"I want money."
"Hey - can't I just come to see my brother?"
"How much?"
Zhang Shun's expression froze, and after a while he said, "... Five million."
Chu He finally turned his head to look at his brother, "What are you doing?"
His skin was very pale, even a little translucent under the light. He had thin lips and looked cold and ruthless, unlike Zhang Shun's handsome face that everyone loved. With such a look, it should be difficult to make people feel close.
How did such a person find someone to work for him and seize the power of the group from his father?
Zhang Shun pondered absentmindedly, and said casually: "Let's play. That cellist from the Central Orchestra, I gave her a car last time, and I spent all the money for the New Year. This time I'm making a fuss about going to an auction. Mayor Huang, his nephew and a few others are also there, and I estimate that there are not a few million who can't come down this time..."
Chu He said lightly, "Where's Fu Ya?"
"Who?" Zhang Shun was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "Oh, you introduce that girl from the professor's family—I'm absolutely sick of her brain, she carries a book wherever she goes, but she doesn't know how to play, and when she puts it away If I can't let go, I can't stand this. I think she's the most suitable for you. You two can talk about life and ideals while wrapped in quilts every night, hahaha..."
Chu He stared at his brother motionless, his eyes were as transparent as glass beads under the light.
Zhang Shun didn't know that he was afraid, but he put his elbow on his shoulder and asked with a smirk, "I didn't say it, bro, you sent her to me directly from your own room, right? You can do it, hurry up. Take it back, your brother really has no shortage of people to serve you - oh yes, don't say that your brother doesn't respect you, I didn't move a finger, I'll keep waiting for you haha!"
Chu He raised his hand and pushed his brother's arm away.
At this moment, the elevator stopped on the first floor of the Finance Department, the door opened, and Chu River walked out sinking like water. Just like this, Zhang Shun didn't know how to stop, so he chased after his brother and teased: "You two must have a lot to talk about! If it's not enough to talk, my brother can lend you two teaching films as a friendship! If it doesn't work, we can find someone else. The doctor came to take a look, you said that you have a kidney deficiency all day long at such a young age..."
Chu He came to the financial room, without looking at the brilliant faces of the accountants outside, he knocked on the door of the financial manager and said, "Give him 500,000 yuan and put it in my name."
The manager got up immediately: "Okay boss, check or transfer?"
"Cheque."
It just so happened that Zhang Shun came in, and when he heard it, he asked, "Didn't you say five hundred, how did it become fifty?"
Chu He didn't answer. The manager only felt that the air pressure in the room dropped sharply, and the whole person was like a man on his back. The moment he wrote the check, his back was wet with cold sweat.
A moment later, Chu He took the check and threw it into his brother's arms.
"Leave four hundred and five for me to find a doctor." He said coldly, "Don't you know that seeing a doctor is expensive these days?"
Ten minutes later, Zhang Shun came down, humming a little tune, and whistled to the lady as he passed by the front desk.
"Beauty, I don't have a lot of money this time. I'll invite you next time!"
The lady at the front desk didn't like such a frivolous young man, but seeing how handsome he was, his tender face instantly turned red. When he was about to dodge, Zhang Shun walked away with long legs.
When Chu He came home that night, he heard deafening music coming from the villa far away.
He took off his suit jacket and handed it to the housekeeper, and asked, "What is the second young master doing?"
The old butler watched Zhang Shun grow up in this house for so many years, and naturally he was protective, so he cautiously said: "Second young master and friends, get together with some friends..."
Chu He shook his head, not knowing whether it was sarcasm or fun, and said softly, "...friend."
He was wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and no tie, and walked down the hall while unbuttoning his collar. The old housekeeper deliberately distracted his attention, and followed behind him step by step and asked: "By the way, young master, the rumor that you told me to check in the morning has already come out - it was Aunt Liu in the kitchen who woke up at night and saw Bai Ying in the The second young master lingered outside the door, and only screamed when he was afraid..."
Chu He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and asked, "What did she see?"
The old housekeeper didn't dare to mention the gods and ghosts, so he said wisely: "Aunt Liu's eyes are dim, and there are some mistakes. I will go to the servant's room to beat and beat, so that everyone will stop spreading rumors. "
Chu He nodded and said, "I know what it is." As he was passing through the hall, leaning on the railing, he saw a small dance floor downstairs. On the dance floor, the neon lights were intoxicated, and several young men and women shook their heads wildly. Zhang Shun sat lazily on the small sofa, next to a boy with snow-like skin and delicate and exquisite, and a bird nestled in his arms.
Chu He stuck his head out and shouted, "Zhang Shun!"
Several people below looked up, and Chu He asked sharply, "Who did you take with you to spend the night at home last night? Don't run around the corridor naked in the middle of the night!"
After he finished speaking, he walked away.
The eyes of a group of foxes and dogs immediately turned to Zhang Shun—Zhang Shunping was splashed with dirty water in the middle of the night, before he said inexplicably, "...I don't have it?"
Chu He returned to the study, called a bowl of Tangshui on the inside line, and took out a yellowed copy of "Holding a Corpse" from the bookshelf and read it.
After watching for a while, the study door was gently knocked twice.
Chu He turned a page and said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open with a click, followed by the sound of footsteps walking in softly, and the door was closed with a backhand. The visitor seemed to be very cautious, and after a long while, he walked to the large desk, and his voice was full of fresh and tender: "Eldest young master, your sugar water."
Chu He raised his head, and the boy who had snuggled up next to Zhang Shun just now was standing in front of him.
No wonder Zhang Shun, who has read countless people since childhood, was able to bring him home. This child was born really beautiful. The big eyes are so charming that they seem to be dripping water at any time, and the figure is like a girl who has not yet begun to develop soft and boneless. Smoked people are ecstatic.
Chu He's eyes returned to the book, "Put it down."
The boy put down the bowl, hesitated for a while, then knelt gently on the ground, took a few steps on his knees to the armchair, raised his face and said softly, "Eldest young master."
There was no sign of welcome or disapproval on Chu He's face, and he didn't even give him half a cent from the corner of his eye.
The boy was heartbroken and said, "Eldest young master, my name is Xiao Hu. I have only been with the second young master for a few days, and I came to worship you on the hilltop."
This is very interesting, at least a few points have been taken care of - first, I am not here to bother, I am very polite and euphemistic to say hello to you; second, it is not too late for me to greet you because I It's only been a few days since I've been with the second young master, so I'm here, which shows that I respect you very much.
The corner of Chu He's mouth floated a little like a smile: "Do you know who I am?"
"do not know."
"Then you kneel?"
Xiao Hu pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Although I have clumsy eyes and can't recognize your real body, you can still recognize the demonic energy in your body. You have surpassed our demon clan, and you have almost become a demon. What is there?"
Only now did Chu He really feel a little interesting. He put down the book, leaned slightly and stared at Xiao Hu's big captivating eyes, and asked with interest: "You fox clan - I know one of your predecessors, and it's not as good as you can see, why he doesn't have you. How can you talk like that?"
Xiao Hu said with a grin, "If you are still reluctant to see my appearance as a willow, I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly, Master Young Master..." He took another half step forward, and a snow-white soft weed gently covered Chu He's chest. , and fumbled down again, unbuttoning the shirt buttons on the expensive fabric one by one.
Chu He didn't stop, didn't even move, just leaned on the back of the large armchair and watched the fox spirit busy. After a long while, he sighed leisurely, and he didn't know whether it was sarcasm or emotion: "You fox people have thousands of people, you are just like human beings. There are those who are obedient and sensible like you, and there are those who are rebellious and arrogant. …”
Xiao Hu Yanran smiled: "I don't know which senior angered you back then?"
Chu He said leisurely: "Oh, that's when I haven't fallen into a demon... Do you know Hu Qing?"
Xiao Hu was stunned.
In the next second, his face instantly turned pale, as if the blood in his entire body had been drained.
At this moment, a mass of red and black air slowly rose from behind him, which quickly condensed in mid-air, and a human figure appeared vaguely; the shape became clearer and clearer, and finally a foot stepped out from the air mass, a whole body. The man in black came out of thin air like tearing space!
Xiao Hu shook his head.
The heavy coercion of the mountain made him bow down, and it was extremely difficult to even raise his head. The oxygen in the room was pumped out in an instant, and in the extreme suffocation, the vixen even forgot his instinctive charm. All he could hear was the rumbling of his ears, and his eyes almost protruding from their sockets—
He saw the spell-like red lines on the man's side face.
"Devil..." He heard his teeth shaking clearly, "Devil..."
Chu He casually folded up his clothes and said, "Forgot to tell you, if you also want to become a demon, it's useless to find me, it's faster to find him."
Chapter 2 Zhang Ershao: "Brother!!! There are ghosts in Mare Gobi!!!"
The vixen's entire body was trembling at a frequency that could be seen with the naked eye. He was shaking so much that even Chu He felt that if he continued to shake like this, he would be able to spit out his inner elixir in the next second.
But Xiao Hu himself didn't think that his mind was blank, and he didn't even know that Demon Venerable raised his hand and pressed it down on his Heavenly Spirit Cover.
"—Okay," Chu He suddenly said.
His voice line is very special. The moment he opened his mouth, it was like a bright light splitting the chaos. The fox spirit was shocked, and the internal organs were cold, and he woke up in an instant!
Mozun's hand stopped in mid-air, Chu He said, "Go, take good care of Second Young Master."
The fox spirit didn't even dare to look up at what the Demon Lord looked like, and even nearly hit the door when he rushed out, but he couldn't even feel the pain, and stumbled out.
"..." Demon Venerable turned his head and said lightly, "You really don't pick anything."
Chu He laughed and re-buttoned his shirt one by one. He had a pale and indifferent face, but when he was smiling and buttoning his buttons, there was an indescribable expression on his face that made it hard to look away.
"I can even do you," he said with a smile. "Naturally, I don't pick anything."
The hem of the Demon Venerable's gold-embroidered black robe made a strange and slight rubbing sound on the carpet with his footsteps. In fact, he doesn't have three heads and six arms as has been known in the underground world for a long time, and he is not even ugly or scary; if he restrains his demonic breath and walks down the street disguised as a human being, in addition to his imposing manner is very different from ordinary people, he is not even ugly or scary. would be too noticeable.
"I just don't understand one thing," Demon Venerable asked with interest, "You are still brooding about that nine-tailed fox, is it because he is really mean, or is it because you think he really has a relationship with Zhou Hui so far? So one leg?"
Chu He pouted: "Fan Luo, do you think Zhou Hui led six groups to encircle and suppress the Hell Realm because you were also very cheap, or because he also suspected that you had a crush on me?"
Mozun Fanluo thought about it for a while, and smiled slightly: "I can't think of it, maybe it's both - but if it were me, my wife ran away with her mortal enemy, and this tone is probably quite unbearable."
Chu He picked up the bowl of sugar water that was brought by the fox on the table, went to the bathroom and poured it, saying, "We are not in the kind of relationship you imagined."
When he walks, his steps are steady, his waist is naturally straight, and his posture is very elegant and graceful. Fan Luo leaned against the bathroom door with his arms folded, and stared at his back with raised eyebrows, the eyes in the light and shadow were unclear; however, Chu He seemed to have no feeling, and suddenly said: "By the way, call your subordinates. Don't enter the main house - last night wandering outside Zhang Shun's room, I was seen by my cooking aunt, almost scared to death, I woke up in the middle of the night and called her a soul for three or four hours..."
As soon as he raised his head, Fan Luo appeared silently behind him, pressing one hand on his exposed side neck.
"go on."
"...Today I had to pour a basin of dirty water on my brother who ran naked in the middle of the night before I wiped it out. Tell your evil spirits not to trouble Zhang Shun, I'm just such a younger brother."
Fan Luo's lips were pressed against his neck, and his laughter sounded dull: "I remember... the first time I saw you."
"Then you should still remember what I said that time."
"Remember." Fan Luo said leisurely, as if he found it very interesting: "I was thinking... You said that if Zhou Hui knew about your current situation, would he want to kill the devil again, or would he want to kill the Buddha again?"
There was a strange look on Chu He's face, but he didn't speak, only to hear the door of the study outside being knocked twice.
"Brother? Brother, are you in there?"
Chu He hadn't spoken yet, when the Demon Venerable suddenly bit him on the side of his neck!
At the same time when the blood was pouring out, Chu He grabbed the edge of the pool and groaned hard and couldn't hide it.
"Brother?" Zhang Shun called from outside the door.
-Van Luo's canine teeth pierced deeply into his veins, and because he couldn't suck enough, a strand of blood flowed down his half-naked and thin back, and it was startling on the pale skin. Chu He gasped slightly, raised his head to say something, but opened his mouth a few times and then closed his mouth with trembling.
The Demon Venerable bit the very soft piece of flesh on his neck and said, "Answer him."
"..." Chu He took a deep breath intermittently, and said loudly, "I'm here! What?"
Zhang Shun's voice outside the door sounded a little puzzled: "Xiao Hu took a step ahead and said that he accidentally disturbed you just now, please let me apologize to you! What are you doing, brother?"
"… I see!"
"What's the matter? What are you doing? Open the door!"
Fan Luo's dull laughter could hardly be concealed, Chu He couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and shouted: "I said I know!"
"What are you doing? What are you doing, open the door! Brother!"
"Go to sleep!"
Zhang Shun was obviously startled, he blinked a few times outside the door, and then inexplicably said, "So angry... Are you jerking off?"
Although these words were muttered to themselves, they must not be hidden from the ears of the two people in the door. The Demon Venerable almost fell onto Chu He with a smile, and while laughing, he stroked his palm and said, "You little brother, you're such a wonderful person—it doesn't matter if Zhou Hui likes him or not, I really like him, hahaha..."
Chu He gasped and folded up the front of his shirt. The piece of flesh that had been sucked blood just now healed automatically, leaving only a red mark like a hickey, surrounded by bright bloodshots.
The process of directly opening the inner alchemy to people to absorb spiritual power exhausted him, and after a long while he was unable to grab the Demon Venerable's hand, "Let go."
His fingers were terribly cold as ice.
Fan Luo stood and he leaned over slightly, the Demon Venerable stared at his forbearance profile in this condescending posture, looked at him for a long time before whispering: "I still miss your real face..."
Chu He said, "Let go!"
—Although he has been reduced to nine days and ten places, where he has nowhere to hide, and even his true body cannot be retrieved, the irresistible aura in his bones can still be clearly revealed from the most subtle places.
The Demon Venerable didn't move, and after a long while he slowly pulled out his hand from his naked waist.
"Okay," he smiled, "everything is as you wish."
·
Zhang Shun returned to the bedroom and couldn't help but imagined the scene of his brother jerking off in the study by himself. It felt a little scary.
In his impression, Chu He is a silent, self-disciplined, calm and almost indifferent person: he is never surprised, excited, neither angry nor very emotional. He never had contact with the opposite sex, and he was even grateful for the intimacy of the same sex; his whole person was like an ice cube wrapped in a delicately tailored black suit, and even in the hot summer, he exuded a perennial chill.
Such a person was an ascetic in ancient times, and a Puritan in the Middle Ages. Zhang Shun once badly doubted whether he had any unspeakable hidden dangers, but one year when the two brothers went to the hot spring, he took the opportunity to see it, and it seemed that it was not abnormal.
Zhang Shun was a little worried about his brother.
He knew that when his father was still around, he was also a little afraid of this adopted son with a different surname.
It is said that Chu He was brought in by the second wife when his father remarried. The reason why it is called "supposedly" is because Zhang Shun has never seen his nominal stepmother - he was five or six years old at that time and was sent abroad to live with his grandparents for a while. When he came back, he heard that his stepmother died in an accident.
Chairman Zhang became a widower for the second time, and since then he has completely given up the idea of remarrying, and has lived alone with two children. At that time, although Zhang Shun was still young, he already knew that Chu He was an adopted son under the subtle influence of the people around him, and he was also an adopted son who might threaten his heir status—a child didn't know what inheritance was, but his instinct was to protect food. Yes; under the instigation of the people around him, he did indeed embarrass the cheap brother Chu He.
When Chairman Zhang found out, he was furious, changed the people around him, and called him to a reprimand: "Chu He is your brother! Since you called him brother, you will be punished for the rest of your life. Treat him like his own brother!"
When Zhang Shun was the most rebellious, he immediately retorted: "I don't have this cheap brother, I don't recognize him! If you like it, you recognize it!"
Zhang Lao, chairman of the board, sacrificed his family method in a hurry. A meal of fried shredded pork with a belt made Zhang Shun cry, and he couldn't get out of bed for half a month. This is not over yet. From then on, the old chairman will nag as long as he catches Zhang Shun, which makes Zhang Shun look at Chu He more and more, but he doesn't dare to make any more tricks.
Everyone said that Chairman Zhang was partial to adopting his son, so that the parents and children were afraid, so he only agreed to his elder brother.
Only Zhang Shun knew that was not the case.
He remembered the night he had just been beaten, waking up in a daze from pain and thirst, only to hear soft conversations coming from the bedside. He immediately pretended to be still asleep, secretly opened his eyes, and saw the teenage Chu He sitting in the armchair, the old chairman Zhang standing on the ground, bent over, and his expression was very... humility .
He never imagined that his father could be associated with humility, but at that moment, the first word that came to young Zhang Shun's mind was indeed this word.
"... Ah Shun is still young, and there are limits to his mischief. You beat me so often that it seems like I can't tolerate people..."
"Yes, yes, I know, next time I will definitely not—"
The bedroom was quiet for a while, Zhang Shun was afraid that he would be discovered, and immediately closed his eyes and did not move, letting out a slight and steady breathing sound.
"There's no next time," Chu He stood up and walked out, "—the natural Buddha bone, you can beat it too?"
Chairman Zhang was behind him, cold sweat soaking through his underwear layer by layer. When Chu He walked to the door, he pointed at Zhang Shun on the bed without looking back, and said, "He's thirsty, feed him some water."
…
Everything about that late night was so vivid in Zhang Shun's childhood memory that it became clear that it was a little fake. After many years, he couldn't tell whether it was a real conversation or a hallucination caused by pain and high fever; all he knew was that his dad never touched him with a single finger, and Chu He was right in front of him. His dad has always been respectful, never the condescending and bossy look.
But from then on, he had a vague feeling that his father was afraid of Chu He.
This feeling is difficult to describe, let alone prove, and it is even ridiculous to say it. However, although Zhang Shun never ran to his father for confirmation, nor did he mention it to anyone; this vague guess and feeling has always been deeply ingrained in his heart, and it has not disappeared for so many years.
Maybe it was because Xiao Hu left that night and Zhang Shun slept alone, and he had a lot of dreams over and over in a trance. One of his dreams was that when he was a child, he tricked Chu He. In the middle of the night, he used the excuse of getting lost in the mansion to deceive him into the warehouse, and turned off the electric switch to lock him overnight. The reality was that he sneaked back to the bedroom to sleep, and Chu He was locked. It was not until the next morning that the servants found him and released him; however, in the dream, he returned to the dark warehouse in a trance, quietly watching his brother in the dark.
Chu He was facing him, sitting cross-legged in a splendid lotus flower. His face was serene and peaceful, with a soft halo like white jade; all around him were full of ghosts and figures, all of them prostrating to the ground, and in the distance there were countless grievances, coming from the vast darkness of the night. He rushed forward with a long cry.
Zhang Shun floated in the air, until Chu He opened his eyes to look at him and asked softly, "Dream?"
Zhang Shun didn't know what to say, so he nodded.
"The Zhang family has made money from dead people," Chu He said softly, "I was locked here by you that day, and I saved this piece of dead souls."
Zhang Shun's pupils opened slightly, his brother brushed his forehead and said, "Go back to sleep."
Zhang Shun fell into a messy dream again, and then his eyes changed into a white hospital ward, and the thin and out-of-shape Chairman Zhang was breathing hard on the hospital bed.
"A Shun..." He clung to his only son's hand tightly, "I have already left the family business to you, your brother... From now on, you will have to rely on him to take care of him, and treat him as your own, your own. Brother..."
Every word is like rubbing bloody gravel, and the light of life in his dad's eyes is getting dimmer.
"You have to listen carefully and listen to his words... Peace and smooth, you want to live forever... safe and smooth... "
His dad's hand was released and his eyes closed.
Zhang Shun was trembling all over, he wanted to cry but couldn't cry, there was a sour blood clot in his throat, and even his saliva was hot and bloody.
A hand tapped lightly on his shoulder.
"Don't be afraid," Chu He whispered when he appeared behind him at some point, "he's going to be reincarnated."
Zhang Shun choked up and asked, "You—how are you, how do you know? How do you… "
Chu He sighed softly, "I just know."
Zhang Shun's voice was blocked, his eyes were red, and his temples were in severe pain as if being drilled by an awl. He clenched his teeth tightly to hold back his tears, turned his head to look at his father on the hospital bed, and wanted to see him one last time.
- Then he saw that his dad's eyes opened at an unknown time, and two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down.
"Zhang Shun..." He heard his father's faint cry, "Zhang Shun, come here, Zhang Shun..."
come over…
Zhang Shun, come here...
Zhang Shun suddenly woke up from his dream: "Dad!"
Then he realized that he had had a nightmare, the bedroom was dark and silent, and the hour hand was pointing to two in the morning.
He sighed, forcing himself to ignore the sadness and disappointment in his heart, and got up to pour a glass of water on the bedside table.
However, right after that, his whole body froze there—
I saw that under the moonlight, there was someone standing beside the bed without knowing when!
It may be inaccurate to say it is a person. I saw that it was a gray-white figure, with long hair covering his face, his arms like dead branches hanging down by his side, and his inch-long nails with sharp curls, ticking down. Flowing black water.
Zhang Shun's whole body was shaking like an electric shock: "You, you, you, who are you?"
The "person" raised his head, and at that moment Zhang Shun saw that his entire chin was rotten away, and his rotten tongue fell to his chest with a hurrah.
"Ahhhh!!"
In the upstairs bedroom, Chu He instantly jumped up from the bed, strode out, grabbed the railing and jumped.
Hearing the movement, the housekeeper just hurriedly put on his clothes when he saw the eldest young master descend from the sky and landed steadily with a bang.
"Ahhh!" Zhang Shun screamed and bumped his head: "Brother! Brother! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"
Chu He turned on the light with a snap and frowned, "Why are you crazy at midnight?"
The moment the evil ghost entered Chu He's door, it disappeared like a snowman in the sun. When the housekeeper and servants rushed in when they heard the movement, they saw that the bedroom was neatly furnished and the bed was messy. He screamed like a madman, and the eldest young master, who was caught by him like a life-saving straw, didn't even have time to wear his shoes.
The old butler suddenly sighed in his heart: Although it is not his own, the eldest young master usually treats people coldly, but he can still see the difference at the critical moment! …
The eldest young master, who was seen to be different, did not have the leisurely care of his brother and brother Gong at all. He waved directly and told the housekeeper to lead the servants back out. When there were only the two of them left in the room, he poured a glass of water and forced Zhang Shun to pour it down. He pushed him onto the bed and said, "It's alright, let's sleep."
"There are ghosts!" Zhang Shun grabbed his brother's hand desperately: "There are really ghosts!"
"..." Chu He said, "You really have a dream, go to sleep."
"I won't lie to you! It's a white ghost with such long nails and such a long tongue..."
Chu He pulled his hand impatiently and wanted to leave, but Zhang Shun refused to let it go. While pulling, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow in the corner of his eye. When he took a closer look, he saw a man in a black robe standing there. His cheeks were covered in bloody patterns, and he was looking down at himself.
"..." Zhang Shun's teeth were shaking: "...Brother, why is there someone over there?"
Chu He turned his head and looked at Demon Venerable for a moment, then said coldly, "No."
Zhang Shun couldn't even make the last sound, his face was blue and white, and he was shaky. At this time, he still insisted that he was mentally good if he didn't faint, "Really, really, really really have!!"
Chu He repeated word by word: "Really not."
The Demon Venerable finally turned his eyes away, and the corner of his mouth evoked an arc that could not be called a smile at all. Then just as he appeared, the tall body instantly disappeared into the air, as if it had never been in the future.
Chu He turned his head and lightly touched Zhang Shun's eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, forget about it when you wake up."
There seemed to be a scorching warmth on his fingertips, Zhang Shun only felt his spirit relaxed, and his extreme fear and tension eased as quickly as the ebb tide—this was probably the first time in his life that the second young master of the Zhang family had seen the young master so pleasing to the eye, and even Even his brother's plain face suddenly had a lot of indescribable charm.
Zhang Er Shao rarely looked like a younger brother, so he pulled his brother and begged: "I... I'm still afraid, can I sleep in your room tonight?"
Chu He's expression was a little weird.
"Please bro," Er Shao was about to cry: "Why don't I go out to the hotel now to open a room—wait, what if that dirty thing still follows me?!"
"...Come here," Chu He finally sighed.
Zhang Shun didn't want to stay in his room for a second, so he quickly rolled up the quilt and pillow, followed his brother's ass and went upstairs. Unexpectedly, his brother's bedroom is not as simple and boring as he imagined. Although there are not many things, there are almost no decorations, but the room is very messy. On the floor, the changed dress shirts and trousers were scattered on the bathroom door.
According to Zhang Shun's usual temper, he would definitely make a few sarcastic words at this time, but tonight he was so obedient that he didn't dare to say a single extra word. Can't you turn off the lights?"
Chu He then left a warm yellow bedside lamp and lay down silently beside his younger brother.
"Brother," Zhang Shun still couldn't help turning his head, "I'll invite a master to take a look tomorrow, what do you think—"
His brother had already closed his eyes.
- Zhang Shun's eyes froze on the side of his brother's neck and did not move for a while.
His eldest brother, who has always been silent and inaccessible, has a very obvious mark on the side of his neck. Although it is almost hidden under the neckline of the white pajamas, it is still very conspicuous because of the angle.
It was a hickey.
"...Impossible," Zhang Shun's last thought before he lost consciousness was inconceivable, and there was a vaguely complicated feeling that he couldn't tell.
"—Who the hell is so kind, dare to let the young master know..."
"Looking for death, who is it..."