It will be the end of the year soon, and it has been peaceful and quiet for more than a month, and there are no more waves. The next day, Chi Yan moved home nervously, and passed the day carefully, and nothing happened, so he was relieved slowly.
The only side effect was that he no longer dared to order takeout. The frequency of fire at home increased significantly, and the frequency of offering meals to Ye Yingzhi also increased.
The unit was on New Year's Day holiday, and each person was given two boxes of fruits, one box of vegetables and a large bag of pecans. Pecans are small, the size of your thumb, and taste good, but they are really hard to peel.
On New Year's Day, after dinner, he turned on the TV and put on the New Year's party of a certain station, while holding the pecan matching tongs with walnuts. His skills are not good, and his hands are neither light nor heavy, and he will not be able to open the walnut when he clips it down, or the walnut will be torn apart and dead. He reluctantly picked and peeled to eat, and put the broken ones into his mouth, and finally peeled out the big ones and twisted them up and put them on Ye Yingzhi's offering table.
The person he couldn't see was sitting next to him, and every time he reached out to put the walnut kernel, that person licked his fingertips lightly; occasionally he threw the walnut kernel into his mouth, and the thing came over and took the opportunity to lick the tip of his tongue.
On New Year's Day, everyone who has a family will naturally go home, and a few young colleagues from other places who can't go back and are as lonely as Chi Yan asked him to go out to dinner together, but he also refused. Chi Yan never dared to go home after twelve o'clock in the evening, and his colleagues wanted to pack a villa in the suburbs to play together, which sounded like the background of the opening scene of a horror movie. He was already frightened, and it was difficult for him to recover this month. For fear that something would happen again, he felt a chill in his heart when he heard this proposal, and naturally he did not dare to go with him.
But it's lonely to celebrate the festival alone. When shopping during the day, Chi Yan took a bottle of red wine and drank a glass when eating. Now the next person is bored peeling walnuts, and inexplicably gives birth to some unreasonable grievances. The TV is bustling and lively, and the mobile phone keeps popping up the group blessing text messages from various groups and contacts, but it seems that it has nothing to do with him.
None of this is his.
It seems that he has this problem since he was a child. He has been alone for a long time, and when he feels too lonely and lonely, he will feel wronged for no reason. But grievances are for those who tolerate your unreasonable troubles. When I was a child, I could say that I have grandparents. Now he is alone, so why is he wronged? After the grievances, there will be boundless irritability, that kind of feeling as if there is something that can't be found and can't be returned no matter what.
In order to dispel the sudden sadness, Chi Yan simply took out the red wine and the glass, poured two glasses, placed one on the table, held the other in his hand, and smiled: "Third Young Master, Happy New Year. Please take care of me in the coming year." Then he drank it.
It's true that he actually celebrates the New Year with a tablet and a handful of ashes. Zhang Daochang clearly said that Mr. Ye left nothing, but the ashes had a miraculous effect, and the enshrining of the tablet was only out of respect and gratitude to the deceased.
But just like a child will also have feelings for the doll who often accompanies him, "Ye Yingzhi" has protected him so many times, and he will naturally feel close to and trust this image.
Chi Yan drank while replying one by one and editing New Year's greetings, and unknowingly drank more than half a bottle. The wine itself has no degree, but Chi Yan's drinking is not good, and I don't know what happened tonight. I just feel dizzy and my body doesn't obey.
He stood up on the table, looked up at the watch, and it was already twelve o'clock.
Chi Yan rubbed his head, turned off the TV, the noise subsided, and the room fell into silence in an instant. He leaned against the wall and walked to the bathroom, washed briefly, and then threw himself on the bed. The last thought before he fell asleep was that he wouldn't care if anything knocked on the door today. He is going to sleep.
The sudden drowsiness and drowsiness made Chi Yan forget to turn off the lights in the living room, and a bright white light came in from the door frame, illuminating half of the bed exactly. Chi Yan moved comfortably in the quilt, apparently sleeping very comfortably.
"Ah."
A very light sigh appeared in the room, but it quickly disappeared. Even if a second person was present, it would definitely be an illusion.
Then the lights in the living room flickered twice and went out completely.
Then another resident in the house walked into the bedroom unhurriedly. Shi Shiran sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently stroked the sleeping man's face, then slowly lowered his head and licked and kissed Chi Yan's side cheeks.
Light and slow, like a demon enjoying a feast of flesh and blood offered to him.
"He" obviously didn't want the other party to fall asleep so comfortably, and slowly lay beside the master as usual, pulling the quilt and wrapping himself in it.
The sudden coolness caused Chi Yan to shiver, he murmured as if complaining in a low voice, frowned slightly, and then stopped moving.
The thing smiled, reached out to smooth his slightly raised eyebrows, and pressed another kiss.
He held him in his arms and kissed him slowly from the brow, gradually becoming dissatisfied, and becoming more and more lustful, even if he locked him tightly in his arms, he could not be satisfied, like a black flame pressing down In the bottom of my heart, pressed in the depths of my soul, it gradually stretched out, burning the whole body.
The wall-mounted air conditioner in the bedroom suddenly turned on with a "click" and started running on its own.
That thing completely lifted the quilt that Chi Yan was wrapping around him, lying on the warm body of the living, asking for nothing...
Chi Yan woke up the next day and felt very tired, as if she had a dream all night, but she couldn't remember what she was dreaming about; she also had a slight soreness on her body, just like after working out in the gym for half a day. It is said that this is only the case when the bed is not suitable for sleeping well, but he has slept in this bed for a long time, so it is obviously suitable. He can only blame all these on hangovers, but he still doesn't have the headaches of ordinary people's hangovers, so that red wine won't make people hangover, right
When I was on the phone, I had no intention of talking to Xu Jiang about this, but Xu Jiang told him seriously: "Scientifically speaking, this is called pain transfer."
Chi Yan was dying of anger, he shouldn't have discussed biological issues with a sociological researcher.
But being interrupted by Xu Jiang, he didn't take it seriously.
It was the end of the month when Chi Yan realized that something was wrong.
The problem lies in the electricity bill. He has never used so much electricity in his house since the heating started. Although the heating is not very good this winter, and the house is a little cold, sleeping with a quilt at night is not enough to turn on the air conditioner. But this month's electricity usage is about the same as when he turned on the air conditioner every day before the heating started.
But at this time, Chi Yan was only suspicious, and even though he had been entangled by ghosts, he didn't want to go in the direction of ghosts. He was wearing pajamas and shaving in front of the mirror after taking a shower in the evening. The pajamas were unbuttoned and unfastened when he lowered his head. From the wide open collar, he could clearly see a patch of blood on his chest near the nipple. Red marks, and three cyan marks like finger marks.
It seems like the hickeys and fingerprints left by people who are unable to restrain themselves when they are in love.