Huang He's words lingered in Wen Yu's mind.
Until he came home and saw Ying Chen standing in the yard. All in black, tall and handsome.
The green landscape of the garden behind him against such a man looks like a beautiful oil painting from a distance.
"Why are you here?" he asked.
Ying Chen didn't answer, and easily took the bottle containing the ghost's soul from Wen Yu's hand: "What is this?"
"A soul that died unjustly."
Wen Yu frowned, reaching out his hand to snatch it back from Ying Chen.
Unexpectedly, Ying Chen looked at him with lowered eyes and a smile, and raised his hand holding the bottle high.
There is a slight difference in height between the two. If Wen Yu wanted to grab the bottle back, he had to stand on tiptoe and get close to Ying Chen's body.
Naturally, he didn't try to grab it anymore, and stood at a distance and said, "Give it to me."
A serious look that I don't want to joke with you.
Ying Chen smiled slightly, shook the bottle in his hand and handed it back to him: "Want to use it to retrieve some memories?"
"Ok."
Wen Yu took it in a muffled voice, pointed to the bracelet and asked Ying Chen: "What the hell is this? Why can it sense evil spirits approaching to save me?"
Ying Chen didn't answer him again, he pulled this wrist up naturally, rubbed the bulge at the wrist joint with his thumb, and said in a tone as if praising him for his obedience:
"Bring it like this in the future, so that you will not be in danger at any time."
He touched him again, still taking it for granted.
Wen Yu broke away from his hand, took the bottle and walked towards the house: "As a result, the evil spirit was burnt out, and now I have to wait for it to wake up before I can ask what it has complained about."
The dissatisfied tone, and the stiff back image are the children who deliberately lost their temper.
Ying Chen followed behind him: "It's better than being hurt by its yin energy. You are a mortal, and if you touch too much of these things, it will damage your vitality."
"Then can you make him wake up quickly?"
"It can be. It can be awakened by inputting spiritual power into it. It's just that it will be contaminated with my spiritual power and become my subsidiary, and it can only obey me from now on."
"just follow"
Ying Chen pointed to Lin An who was standing in the entrance, welcoming them, and said, "Same as him."
Wen Yu: "That's fine."
Lin An respectfully reached out to take Wen Yu's backpack, and said, "Master Wen, you're back, I'll get you the bag."
Wen Yu was not used to his things being touched by others, so he hid Lin An's hand.
Lin An understood, and immediately took a few steps back, took out two pairs of indoor slippers and squatted on the ground, placing them at Wen Yu and Ying Chen's feet.
It is Wen Yu who grew up in modern society, and he will never see an obedient and respectful attitude.
He couldn't help asking Ying Chen: "Are there many spirits like Lin An who follow your spirit?"
Ying Chen: "Not many. Some are to protect Lin An's body."
"Is it, they won't resist what you tell them to do. No matter what."
Ying Chen paused: "Why do you ask that?"
Wen Yu walked upstairs and gave him a back view: "It's nothing."
Ying Chen seemed to have thought of something, quickly walked in front of him to block his way, and said: "If you want to know, I will call them all for you to use."
Wen Yu walked in a hurry, Ying Chen stood in front of him so abruptly that he didn't have time to stop and bumped into him.
Just for a moment, he could feel the cool touch on the black shirt and smell the faint fragrance from sleeping together last night.
"What do I use them for, let alone just the words of the spirit, I can't see them."
Ying Chen put his hand on his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to see it?"
The exposed skin at the neckline of the loose T-shirt immediately felt the coolness of Ying Chen's palm.
Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat. The last time he was able to see that spirit at school was because Ying Chen bit him.
Is Ying Chen going to bite him again
The boy's body tilted back uncontrollably, but his feet stood still on the ground. As if facing the unknown and at a loss, he tightly clenched the strap of his schoolbag.
Ying Chen pressed his shoulder with one hand, walked around his body with the other hand and took out the mineral water bottle containing the ghost from his backpack, and asked, "Can you see it?"
The empty plastic water bottle wrapped in yellow talisman paper gradually produced misty smoke. It is the spirit of the imprisoned ghost.
"You see, as long as you are contaminated with my breath or close to me, you can see these. When you want to go out in the future, take me with you, and you can see more."
"Forget it, forget it."
Wen Yu, who thought he would be bitten, didn't expect to be pinned on the shoulders. His cheeks burned suddenly: "It's so eye-catching to take you out."
Ying Chen's palm slid down his shoulders, slid to his wrist and gently held it, and asked softly: "I can hide my body and attach it to your bracelet, can I?"
"No. I didn't want to see those things either. I said it all, don't touch me all the time."
Wen Yu was dissatisfied and wanted to break free from the grasped wrist.
But Ying Chen took his hand, interlocked his fingers tightly, and said, "It's about to wake up, you won't be able to see it if you let go."
The floating spirit in the bottle was indeed showing signs of waking up, and it floated uneasily and quickly.
But if you just want to touch it, why do you need to hold it with your fingers interlocked
Knowing that he couldn't let go of this hand, Wen Yu took off the strap of the schoolbag on his shoulders, and it fell into the hands they were holding together, and said, "I can't do anything with you like this. I still want to learn how to learn."
"Then change the method." Ying Chen said, lowering his head to place a kiss on his forehead. Leaves a soft and moist touch.
"That way, you can see for a while."
Ying Chen let go of his hand, with a rare smile in his eyes.
Wen Yu stared, and it took a while to let out the tense breath that was pent up in his chest.
His face was flushed, and he shook his schoolbag angrily: "I said it all, don't touch me all the time."
Just for a while, Ying Chen rubbed his shoulders, took his hand again, and kissed him abruptly under the pretext of letting him see the spirit of evil spirits.
It's a bargain!
He turned around and approached the bedroom quickly, and closed it hard before Ying Chen came in. Shut the door of the person who was covered in cold air but could still make his head steaming hot.
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In the end, Ying Chen said that he could see for a while, but it really was only for a while.
He sat at the table and watched the spirit in the bottle become more and more active, and after the wet touch on his forehead dissipated, it became empty again.
This feeling was too frustrating, and when Mingmingling was about to wake up and should tell him the truth, a barrier suddenly appeared in his eyes, blocking his sight.
Wen Yu pressed the edge of the table with both hands, pushed away the chair and got up, walked to the bedroom door a few steps and pulled the door open to see Ying Chen who was guarding the door.
"come here."
Wen Yu's chin lightened slightly, showing awkwardness in his force.
Ying Chen looked down at him and smiled, reaching out to grab the boy's wrist.