Did Mr. Xu confess today?

After quickly dealing with the mess, when the two returned home, Qi Ling was pleasantly surprised to find that the Clivia on the window sill had sprouted buds.

So this pot of Clivia became the key maintenance object of the family, and was treated like a queen every day, even Xu Hanzhi didn't dare to touch it more.

Qi Ling wears glasses, checks the computer, asks people around, even jots down a note, staring at the potted flower carefully every day.

Seeing that he was staring at the flower again, Xu Hanzhi wrapped his arms around him appreciatively, and put his chin on his shoulder: "Look at what it is doing, look at me."

Qi Ling couldn't take his eyes off: "See what you're interested in."

Xu Hanzhi felt aggrieved, so he simply watched along with him, wishing to stare at the flower into a hole, and after a long time, he heard Qi Ling continue.

"When the flowers bloom, they will be moved to the Spiritual Management Bureau and placed in your office."

Xu Han was taken aback.

After reacting, he felt sweet in his heart: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, Qi Ling frowned, shook his head and said, "No, it must be placed on the corner balcony on the second floor."

The corner on the second floor?

Xu Hanzhi blinked: "No..."

Isn't it for me? !

Before he finished speaking, Qi Ling raised his eyebrows: "Let them all see, the flowers I grow can also bloom!"

Xu Hanzhi froze with a smile that hadn't subsided.

After Qi Ling finished speaking, he started to take pictures of Baobao Huayi, a straight man, and finally posted a circle of friends, specially posted it in the group, Aite got all the members, and he was satisfied.

Xu Hanzhi smiled helplessly.

In fact, sometimes this person's little actions are very cute. If he still had some grievances just now, they have all dissipated now, and he turned around attentively to make tea.

However, making a pot of tea was not peaceful, Xu Hanzhi's cell phone kept ringing, Qi Ling was annoyed by the noise, so he simply reached out to pick up the cell phone, pressed the answer and held it to his ear.

Xu Hanzhi was still washing the tea set in his hands, and seeing his movements softened, he curled his lips into a smile.

Until the end of the phone call, the tea was ready.

Holding the teacup, Qi Ling looked at him through the dense mist: "A half-demon again?"

Xu Hanzhi nodded: "Ghost knows what's going on. Since I took over, almost half of the cases have involved half-demons. According to you, in the past half a year, there were not only half-demons to find, but recently there have been so many. Simple."

Qi Ling was silent for a while and asked: "Do you still remember the Taoist temple in Hengze Mountain?"

Xu Hanzhi looked at him and refilled the tea for him: "You mean, the one who made the trouble was the one who escaped?"

Qi Ling lowered his eyes: "I'm not sure, but I didn't know about the prescription at the time. Since the thing behind it can make the medicine to suppress the demon power, no one knows whether he can make the medicine to stimulate the demon power."

"Or, that Taoist temple is just an experimental site at all."

Xu Hanzhi frowned, they didn't know how many such experimental sites there were, maybe the medicine spread like a virus, so that the number of half-demons became more and more.

You can't think about this matter carefully, the more you think about it, the more frightening you will feel. The Spiritual Management Bureau and the Dispatch Department have been investigating, but the hands and feet of the thing behind it are clean, wiping away the clues without a trace.

Xu Hanzhi felt a headache.

He had never felt so annoying when he was sealed in the void.

Most things in this world are like this, it is easy to destroy something, but it is extremely difficult to protect something, as if the whole world is against you.

·

In the bright afternoon, the warm sun shines on the thin snow, and the pine trees at the entrance of the hospital are still covered with white gauze, and they stand upright under the sunlight.

People come and go, the nurse at the door is wearing a mask, walking in a hurry, the family members of the patients passing by are full of sadness, except for the obstetrics and gynecology department, almost no one comes here with joy, the pungent smell of disinfectant spreads, which makes people feel inexplicable feel oppressed.

Wei Wei was waiting in the hall with her medical records. She was not very old, and she looked to be in her early twenties.

It's all due to this bad sleepwalking problem, which made her not rest well, and she didn't have much energy during the day, and even her skin got worse.

Just as she was thinking, the phone beeped, and the girl's notification sound startled the uncle next to her. She immediately lowered her voice and apologized repeatedly.

After apologizing, she looked at her phone, only to realize that it was a message from her best friend, probably because she disliked the trouble of typing, so Wei Wei called back directly.

Huo Ling, who was on the opposite side, picked up the phone. Wei Wei lowered her head and said in a low voice, "It's not my turn yet. There are a lot of people in the hospital."

Huo Ling sighed: "Wait a minute, I told you to go and have a look. You have to say it's okay, and you don't go until your body can't hold it anymore. Work is not as important as your body. You should have some refreshments."

Wei Wei pouted: "I didn't know that I was sleepwalking. If I didn't live in your house, I still don't know."

Huo Ling also felt lingering fear at the mention of this matter, who would have thought that Wei Wei, a good little girl, would run out by herself in the middle of the night, and only come back in a daze at dawn.

Huo Ling glanced at the inspecting leader, and said in a low voice, "Let's not talk about it, I'll go to the hospital to pick you up after I finish processing the documents, okay?"

Wei Wei quickly said: "Bring a sweet-scented osmanthus wine rice dumpling!"

Huo Ling rolled his eyes: "There's no such skill, let's eat together after you check!"

Wei Wei let out a disappointment before putting down the phone.

She waited for almost an hour. She didn't know why the Department of Neurology was so hot. She did blood routine and EEG. After tossing for a long time, she didn't see anything. medicine.

While thinking that the doctor was unreliable, she asked where Huo Ling was, and lowered her head to hold her mobile phone. She didn't expect to bump into someone at the hospital door.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Wei Wei herself was taken aback, and apologized quickly, only slightly surprised when she raised her head.

"Miss Yuan Yuan?"

She was a little surprised, and smiled and said, "Do you still remember me!"

The woman in front of her was graceful and luxurious, with long hair hanging down to her waist, her face was only the size of a palm, and her facial features were exquisite, but the pair of gentle eyes in memory were completely gone from what they used to be.

Speaking of which, the two met because of an antique exhibition. Yuan Yuan was a staff member of that exhibition, and Wei Wei was doing research. She loves ancient cultural relics and knows many things in detail. The two exchanged names. , Slightly surprised and smiled.

At that time, Yuan Yuan was wearing a suit, with her long hair rolled up, and said with a gentle smile: "There are very few people who have the same name as me. It sounds like a nickname. It's really fate."

At this moment, Yuan Yuan didn't move after being bumped into, even when she saw her, there was no movement, as silent as stagnant water.

Standing beside her was her lover Fang Chengxi. Seeing that Yuan Yuan didn't respond, she looked at the embarrassed Wei Wei and said, "She's just been pregnant and hasn't been feeling well, sorry."

Hearing that she could only go down the steps: "Ah, that's it."

As she said that, she felt a little awkward again. Yuan Yuan and Fang Chengxi had a child. The boy was only two or three years old, and he was very beautiful. Wei Wei had seen photos before.

There are actually quite a few people who want a second child now, but Yuan Yuan once said that they don't want a second child.

But this is a matter of her own family, and the two haven't seen each other for almost two years, so she didn't want to ask more questions, so she hurriedly said that she still had something to do, and left with the medicine and medical records.

When she walked away, Yuan Yuan's expressionless eyes moved, and Fang Chengxi gently stroked her hair.

"Why don't you say hello to others, how rude?"

His words were neither light nor heavy, but they made Yuan Yuan tremble violently, Fang Cheng Xi smiled more and more gently, and walked forward carefully holding her hand.

Yuan Yuan's fingers were icy cold, and the coldness of his whole body rushed to the tip of his heart, filled with endless despair.

……

After staying in the bookstore until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Ling hurried home.

He entered the door and went straight to the pot of Clivia, thinking that the flower would bloom soon, he immediately took a taxi out with the flower in his arms, and went straight to the Spiritual Management Bureau.

When he was in the Spiritual Management Bureau, he had no time to take care of these flowers and plants, and was ridiculed by a group of idlers for not being able to raise flowers. hold.

Until he got out of the car, Qian Shisi who passed by the door thought he was carrying an antique.

"Hey, Brother Qi, what good stuff?"

Qi Ling smiled triumphantly: "Flowers."

Qian Shisi was at a loss: "Flowers?"

What kind of flower deserves such care from the boss.

The golden lotus enlightened by the true Buddha?

Qi Ling mysteriously carried the flowers to the most conspicuous balcony on the second floor to ensure that everyone could see them, and then carefully opened the box.

Qian Shishi caught off guard and saw a pot of Clivia: ...

Confused, he looked at Qi Ling blankly, feeling that he probably made a mistake.

"Ah... this is your friend? Is it the practice of tens of thousands of years? It's hidden too deep. I'm low in cultivation, so I can't see it."

Qi Ling looked at him like a fool: "This is Clivia, I bought it at the flower and bird market the year before last."

Qian Shishi felt as if he had lost his mind and went downstairs in a daze.

Cong Maohua turned around and jumped downstairs, happened to jump on his head, grabbed his hair and asked, "Is the boss here? Where is he?"

Qian Shishi's scalp ached from being pulled by him: "Go down, Brother Qi is upstairs holding a pot of flowers."

Cong Mao let him go immediately, and quickly rushed to the stairs.

Qian Shishi rubbed his head and ran away immediately.

When he came up from Mao, what he saw was that Qi Ling was trying his best to put the flowers in the best posture, and then carefully focused with his mobile phone, but his technique was too bad, and he died miserably under the exposure.

Jumping from Mao to his shoulder, he stretched out his paw and patted his ear: "It's just such a potted flower, you're going crazy, your Mr. Xu complains every day, saying that his life is not as good as the potted Clivia."

Qi Ling felt that he probably didn't have much taste, so he beat him down with one hand: "From now on, watch the flowers carefully for me, if you have nothing to do, bring more people around, and tell me who raised them."

Cong Mao pointed his butt at him in disgust, and was immediately kicked by Qi Ling on the butt.

Unfortunately, there are not many people in the Spiritual Management Bureau at the moment, and all the high-level officials including Xu Hanzhi have gone to the Dispatch Office for a meeting. Right now, there are only Qian Shisi and Cong Mao who can take charge of the Spiritual Management Bureau. Qi Ling is in a good mood He ordered meals for several left-behind personnel in the bureau.

And took them to watch his Clivia.

Qi Ling went to Xu Hanzhi's office satisfied after receiving the brain-struggling praise from the soft-spoken people.

Nothing to do, he turned out the set of pens and inks left by Lao Tao before, Xu Hanzhi didn't throw away these things, but he didn't use them on weekdays, Qi Ling was bored, so he slowly rubbed the ink to write on the paper.

It's a pity that he was in the mausoleum for tens of thousands of years. When he came out, he was in modern times. Although he knew a lot, he hadn't picked up a writing brush, so the things he wrote were naturally not very good-looking, and even a little ugly.

Traditional and simplified Chinese are mixed and matched, and there are a few typos.

On the way, Mao and Qian Shisi took Youyou to watch a few times, and the three of them sighed in turn, until Qi Ling squinted his eyes, and then ran away in fright.

When they left, Qi Ling looked down at his big characters and pouted.

He made a table full of water from the ink bar, and got a lot on his hands. After thinking about it, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands first, and prepared to wait for Xu Hanzhi to come back and go home together.

He didn't want to pack his things for the time being, so he just lay down on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

I didn't know that such a wait would last the whole night.

The author has something to say: Qi Ling: Tsk, I don’t return at night...

Xu Hanzhi: Lingling, I can explain it!

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