After being targeted by the hell school grass

An Yi opened the door and walked into the apartment. The light was on in the living room, and there was a cake in the middle of the dining table.He twitched his brows, thought for a while, if it wasn't his birthday, it should be his, no wonder he wanted to come back by himself.An Yi looked at his phone, it was 11:30, fortunately it was not past twelve, it was not too late to congratulate him.

Opening the cake box, it was An Yi's favorite mango mousse. It was fragrant and sweet. It melted in the mouth and was delicious, but it seemed a little melted. He wanted to eat it with that person, so he put the cake in the refrigerator.

The cake is there, but the person is gone, and the lights in the study and bedroom are not turned on, which is strange.Wang Zihe has sleep disorders at night, as long as he is not by his side, the surrounding lights cannot be turned off.

Just thinking of this, there was a sound of something falling in the bedroom, and An Yi asked, "Wang Zihe, are you in the room?"

There was no response, and after a few minutes...

"Go away, all of you, and don't bother me."

An Yi could recognize Wang Zihe's voice, but the voice was very low and impatient.

Did he have a nightmare?

An Yi walked over to push the door carefully, the door slowly opened a crack, the inside was pitch black, fortunately, there was moonlight coming in from the window, just shining on the bed, it could be seen that there was a man lying on the bed, judging by the figure, it was Wang Zihe.He walked into the bedroom, and as soon as he entered the door, the door behind him closed automatically, which startled An Yi.

It's June now, and this is the tenth floor. The bedroom was stuffy and hot without the air conditioner. What a ghost, An Yi now feels the cold wind blowing on his face, making him feel cool.

The person on the bed was lying motionless, which was not in line with Wang Zihe's restless temperament. An Yi carefully observed the movement around him, and walked slowly towards the bed, but he looked around and forgot his feet. Stumbled, he threw himself straight onto the bed, right on top of that person, forehead to forehead, mouth to mouth, lips to lips, a feeling of electric shock hit his whole body, An Yi was taken aback, in the dark Seeing that pair of deep eyes also stared at himself.

The person on the bed remained silent.

It's so fucking weird!

But what is even more weird is that An Yi saw a ring-shaped glowing thing in his palm, and the light in the bedroom suddenly turned on. An Yi looked up at the light, and then looked down at his palm, but there was nothing. , Thinking of the kiss just now, he hurriedly retracted his body and jumped off the bed.

Wang Zihe's limbs began to move. He stood up from the bed, looked at the changes on An Yi's face, and then stroked his lips with his hand, where the smell of that person was still there.

An Yi looked at the movement of his hands, and his face became more and more red. Wang Zihe felt quite good in his heart.

An Yi: "I... I was tripped just now, I didn't mean to... kiss you."

Wang Zihe didn't speak, and walked over to An Yi, hugged An Yi and kissed him.At the beginning, the kiss was very light and soft. Gradually, Wang Zihe increased the intensity of the kiss, and his lips took on some obvious aggression, releasing his male hormones to the other party without any scruples.

An Yi's nostrils smelled the light scent of shower gel on the other party's body, which was the brand they shared. He was stunned for a while, letting Wang Zihe nibble on his mouth.It wasn't until he felt that the breath of the two of them was a little unstable that he came back to his senses and used both hands and feet. First, he punched the handsome face, and then kicked the opponent's calf ruthlessly.

"You're crazy!" An Yi leaned his body against the closet, panting heavily, clenched his fists, "MD, I'm a man, can you be sober?"

"Little Yi!" Wang Zihe called An Yi for the first time, "I like you."

"But I don't like you, I'm not gay, I have a girlfriend." An Yi stepped forward and grabbed Wang Zihe's clothes, and asked: "What happened just now, you'd better explain it clearly, or give me a girlfriend immediately." Get out and never let me see you again."

Wang Zihe took a deep breath and explained word by word: "I was harassed by those ghosts just now, you came back and drove them away."

An Yi let him go, and snorted coldly: "Let's save your nonsense to lie to other people. What kind of sleep disorder, what the hell, Wang Zihe, can you speak more plausibly when you are lying."

Wang Zihe took his hand, looked at his palm, and asked, "That ring has appeared before, right?"

An Yi was taken aback, that thing did appear, he often worked overtime, and sometimes he would feel scared when walking alone in a dark alley, then the ring would light up, surprisingly, as long as it was on, his heart Don't be afraid.

Wang Zihe continued to ask: "Have you ever been to Luoqu Town, Yunnan?"

An Yi nodded. He went there three years ago. When he finally left, he met a strange woman. He asked, "What do you mean?"

"She passed on her spiritual power to you before she died, and I'm here to find you."

An Yi shook his head disdainfully, "Nonsense again!"

Wang Zihe started to take off his clothes, An Yi instinctively stepped back and looked at him vigilantly. After taking off his shirt, Wang Zihe stopped and pointed to his chest, and there was actually a circle drawn there, unlike It's a tattoo, not a birthmark.

"You met my mother. She is a descendant of the Wu Clan in Luoqu Town. The descendants of the Wu Clan are born with the physique of attracting ghosts. Only one person in each generation has a unique physique to ward off evil. This person will be worshiped by the Wu Clan as a sacrifice and cannot leave for life. Luo Qu. But my mother didn't want to stay there for the rest of her life, so she left. It is said that the priest who left would be cursed by the gods. After she gave birth to me, her spirit became worse and worse. My father was busy with business and had no time to take care of us until three years ago , she left alone and never came back." Wang Zihe's eyes gradually lost their luster, and he lost all energy.

Seeing An Yi's pensive look, he continued: "I have seen some unclean things since I was a child. As soon as my mother took my hand, those things disappeared. When I grow up, my mother sometimes forgets about me. I can only sleep alone, and those ghosts came out to scare me. Gradually, I was not afraid of them, and they changed their ways to harass me and make me sleep well, until the day I met you. My mother once said, The spiritual power of a priest can be transferred to another person, but only if the priest is dead. The figure on my body is a symbol of the Wu people, and the one in your palm is the spiritual power of the priest."

An Yi listened to these words in disbelief, then shook his head: "I'm sick!"

Wang Zihe looked at him and raised the corner of his mouth: "I am sick, you are my medicine, only you can cure my illness by my side."

Time seemed to freeze, the two stood facing each other, neither of them moved, as if a long time had passed, as if only a minute or two had passed.

"Wang Zihe..." An Yi scratched his hair, and said with some confusion, "Can you give me some time to digest what you just said."

Wang Zihe showed a smile on his face, and his Xiaoyi was willing to accept him, which was more than anything else: "We are still as good as the previous two days, unless you are willing, otherwise I will not do anything excessive to you, I promise."

The handsome face in front of him smiled sincerely and earnestly, and An Yi remembered that the woman he met that day was indeed very similar to him.

Mother and child?Sacrifice?hell?

What's the matter!

At this moment, An Yi's stomach growled suddenly, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

An Yi: "Today is your birthday, let's go and celebrate your birthday."

Wang Zihe nodded and glanced at his phone: "There are still 10 minutes."

An Yi turned to leave, turned around and looked at the person opposite him with disgust, and added: "Put on your clothes before going out."

Wang Zihe glanced at his back, and muttered, "You actually despise my figure."

"What did you say……"

"No... I mean... if you don't eat it, the cake won't taste good." After speaking, he quickly put on his clothes and left the bedroom.

An Yi took the cake out of the refrigerator, Wang Zihe made another pot of noodle soup, An Yi lit candles to ask the birthday star to make a wish, and then cut the cake.Can't wait to take a bite, wow, it's so delicious, after one bite, the taste of mousse is all over the mouth and lips, Wang Zihe looked at it, and couldn't help licking An Yi's lips with his tongue , the two of them froze at the same time.

Wang Zihe raised both hands: "I didn't do it on purpose."

An Yi glared at him, for the sake of such delicious cakes and noodles, he decided to spare him for a while today: "It's not against the law!"

Wang Zihe nodded, leaned over, and whispered, "You are so sweet."

An Yi kicked him directly, and the cake he just cut in his hand was directly pasted on his face.