Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao——

Fang Chi dragged his suitcase and walked alone on the road. Thinking of his missing wife, he lowered his head and couldn't straighten his back. Every step forward would leave a drop of moisture on the ground.

He has seen short videos, "What does it mean when your husband suddenly loses contact?", "Congratulations, you are going to be cheated on", "A man goes on a business trip and loses contact. Either he is caught prostituted, or he is jumped by an immortal"...

Fang Chi raised a hand to cover his heart. He squatted on the ground, holding the suitcase and sobbing softly.

On the road, a black car sped by.

The man driving the car saw a black figure with long hair crouching in the green belt through the rearview mirror. He was startled, the steering wheel shook, and the car almost lost control and hit the road fence. Fortunately, he stepped on the brakes in time and was able to stop the car. No head-on collision.

The man was extraordinarily handsome, but his temperament was too cold, and his appearance in a suit and leather shoes gave him a unique charm.

He never had much expression on his face, but that look just now really scared him, and now his face is a bit pale.

There can't be ghosts in this world.

The man lowered his car window and looked in that direction.

Fang Chi sensed something. He raised his face and said two words happily: "Yao Yao!"

After getting the direction, in the blink of an eye, the long-haired black figure holding the suitcase disappeared into the night like black mist.

The man in the car looked over the next second and saw no one. He breathed a sigh of relief.

It was indeed dazzling.

Meanwhile, far on the other side.

Bai Yao closed the door of the mansion, locked it, and then walked into the courtyard.

This is a typical courtyard house with houses on all sides and a courtyard with ginkgo trees in the middle. The red paint on the wall originally fell off a lot, but when Bai Yao and Fang Chi were dating, they bought a red paint together. Paint, when I have nothing to do, I paint the walls here randomly.

Fortunately, the doors and windows here are still in good condition, so there is no problem for people to live there.

And Bai Yao did live here with Fang Chi for a while, and that was all before getting married.

The reason why she came back here at night was because there were still clothes they left behind.

And in order to improve the quality of life where they lived together, Bai Yao spent a lot of effort to wire the place and prepared a set of antique furniture and convenient household appliances.

It was not until later that Bai Yao graduated and they got married. Considering that they would have to take care of their children and find jobs with Bai Yao in the future, Fang Chi, an otaku, moved to the city with her obediently.

Bai Yao put down her umbrella, entered the main room, turned on the lights, and glanced around. They hadn't been back for so long, and nothing in the room was dusty.

Because the rain was so heavy, she was almost soaked by the rain. She quickly opened the closet and found her clothes from the storage box.

Bai Yao untied the bow on her collar, grabbed the hem and lifted it up, revealing her slender waist and a corner of her pink dress.

A strong gust of wind pushed open the door, and under the thunder and lightning, a dark figure appeared at the door, thin and thin.

Bai Yao made a move.

The man's long black hair was flying messily in the wind, his white shirt was wrinkled, and under his black trousers, the pair of white shoes had become dirty.

His appearance seemed to be wrapped in wind and frost, and in the night rain, he was so fragile that he seemed to break at the touch of it.

Bai Yao put down his hand, his expression a little unresponsive, "Fang Chi?"

He released the lever in his hand and let the suitcase fall to the ground.

Fang Chi seemed to have become an abandoned rag doll. Most of his face was covered by long black hair and now only his pale lower jaw could be seen.

It was like a traveler who was lost in the desert and lacked water. Now he was desperately approaching her and stretched out his hand in her direction.

It is also like a cub in the forest, trying to struggle out of the cage, greedy to have a world of its own.

He didn't need to run to the finish line, Bai Yao had already thrown herself into his arms.

Fang Chi hugged her tightly, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and kept trembling. He opened his mouth several times to speak, but he was not good at speaking. He was so excited now that he couldn't speak for a long time. Only a few indistinct syllables squeezed out.

Bai Yao gently stroked his back, "I know, I know, you must be very anxious because you can't see me and can't hear from me."

His lips were close to her ear. Apart from the sounds of gasping and choking, he still didn't have the language skills to express his thoughts.

But Bai Yao didn't need him to say anything. She turned her face, found his lips, and kissed him, "I never thought about leaving you, not before, not now, not in the future. Fang Dabao, I Love you very much."

His rapid breathing calmed slightly, and all his restlessness was slowly calmed down by her comfort.

Bai Yao raised her hand, brushed the hair from his face, and met his dark and moist eyes.

His eyes were too dark, making them look strange.

But Bai Yao thought that his eyes were extremely clean and pure without any impurities. When she looked at his eyes, she was shocked to realize that black could be such a beautiful color.

But now, his beautiful eyes were filled with the endless autumn rain, and they were depressed and cold.

It had taken her so long to fill his eyes with life, but at this moment, he was once again surrounded by loneliness and abandonment.

It was like going back to the first time they met, when he had become that sloppy guy who would lean against the door, hold an empty plastic bag, lower his head and just lick his fingers.

Bai Yao held his face and kissed him, "I'm sorry, Fang Chi, I made a mistake. I promised you to go back, but I didn't abide by our agreement."

He doesn't feel safe.

I still remember that when they first fell in love, Bai Yao always had to leave the house to answer questions.

He knew that she had something else to do, and he was afraid of upsetting her, so he didn't dare to stick to her and ask if he could come back soon.

One time Bai Yao went out and found that she forgot to bring her key, so she walked back again.

What she saw was the long-haired man huddled in the corner of the bed holding her clothes, wrapped in a quilt that still smelled of her, sobbing quietly.

She knew at that time that he had a taste dependence disorder, so she pretended not to notice that he still had this little quirk of hiding her underwear.

Fang Chi grabbed her hand, stared at her face with misty eyes, and said with difficulty: "It's not... Yaoyao's... fault, it's my... ignorance."

He took a breath and continued hard: "Yao Yao wants to... work, I shouldn't... should..."

Fang Chi blinked, and the small mist beads on his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Excuse me...you."

Bai Yao's heart was suddenly stabbed violently. She jumped up and hugged him. He supported her hips and hung on his body.

She took a deep breath of his scent and said, "You didn't bother me, Fang Dabao, you are simply the cutest person in the world!"

He lowered his eyes, "I... am a burden."

She couldn't help laughing, touched his face and said, "Fang Chi, you will never be a burden to me."

He spoke slowly, "Isn't it...a burden?"

She nodded, "Yes, of course you are not. You are my husband, Fang Xiaobao's father, my lover, and my family. It is precisely because of you that when I wake up every day, the first thing I see is It's you who gives me this wonderful feeling of 'wow, today is going to be a good day again', Fang Dabao, apart from you, there will never be another person in this world who gives me such a feeling."

Fang Chi slowly opened his eyes, "Xiaobao...can't?"

Bai Yao whispered: "Xiaobao can't do it either, don't tell him."

Fang Chi's eyebrows were curved, his rippling eyes were twinkling with light, and the unusual complexion on his face seemed to be a little more energetic. He nodded heavily, "Yeah! Don't tell...Xiaobao!"

Finally made people happy.

Bai Yao touched the top of his head, "So, my Fang Dabao is the most powerful person in the world!"

Fang Chi pursed his lips and smiled softly. He wanted to lower his head again, but because his face was held by Bai Yao, he could only remain shy while she stared at his face that must be very ugly now, trying to avoid her enthusiasm. eyes, but reluctant to let go.

Bai Yao touched his red ears and smiled slightly, "So, where did our little treasure go?"

The box on the ground moved, and against the backdrop of the rainy night outside the door, it looked a bit sinister and terrifying.

Bai Yao looked over suspiciously.

The suitcase moved violently again, the zipper opened from the inside, and the boy's head popped out of the suitcase. He bit his pacifier and looked at the two adults hugging each other expressionlessly.

Bai Yao looked back.

Fang Chi's eyes were wandering and he felt guilty.