The house is money, the story is life

The next day, ten in the morning.

Wearing a handsome suit and carrying a shiny black briefcase, Zhou Tang walked into the subway station like a dog, with a pair of fox eyes squinting coquettishly, smiled at the uniformed girl at the security checkpoint, and stepped forward with her long legs. After passing through the security checkpoint, I took out a wooden business card with nail polish on it, swiped it on the ticket checking machine, and went in calmly.

Jing Yao sat on his shoulder, so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Bastard, what are you doing! What did you do with my noble body!"

"Those who can do more work, it's just a cameo, don't be so stingy." Zhou Tang turned his back, pretended to be looking at the advertisement wall, moved his lips, whispered in a voice that only he could hear, and conveniently used Fangcai as a The business card of the transportation card was put in his pocket.Most people can't hear Jing Yao's voice, let alone see his spirit body. It would be embarrassing if others find him talking to himself in the air.

Well, although he doesn't really care about it.

"Xia Shi asked you to bring me here?" Jing Yao shook his legs and looked around boredly.There are people coming and going in the subway station, and they are all strangers, "What does he want to do?"

"He found you a place to go." Facing the billboard, Zhou Tang said calmly, "You give him a story, and he should find you a place to go. This is the rule."

"I have no intention of leaving! When did I say I was looking for a place to go!" Jing Yao frowned, "Don't compare me with those stray cats and dogs! I'm..."

"Noble wood spirit from spirit wood." Zhou Tang subconsciously covered his ears with his hands. Jing Yao's voice was a little loud just now, and he was shocked, "I don't want to leave, why are you going back to Weiqiu's agency? The name on your body It’s gone, there’s no need to come back.”

Jing Yao snorted through his nose, hesitated to speak, and turned his eyes to one side.Zhou Tang turned his head to look at him: "Do you want to stay in Weiqiu's agency?"

Jing Yao responded by humming again, Zhou Tang turned his face away, and continued to stare at the advertisement wall in front of him: "Do you want to go to Su Xian's house again?"

Jing Yao fell silent.

"You can go if you want, I'll take you there." Zhou Tang said lightly, "As long as you don't mind that you escaped."

Jing Yao subconsciously held two withered fingers, bit his lower lip tightly, and said after a while: "I'm not coming back to escape..."

His throat slipped: "He can't..."

"I can't." Zhou Tang interrupted him in a flat tone, "Xia Shi is still growing up, so I don't have time to take care of your shit. I brought you here purely to pay for your story. He can't control it, and he doesn't want to. If you really want to leave, just leave, and if you want to go back, just go back, don't be a mother-in-law. 'Fleeing' or 'indecisive', these two words, no matter which one is not counted Up noble."

Jing Yao's face turned red and white at what he said, and he clenched his hands tightly, squeezing out a voice between his teeth: "Xia Shi...he thinks I should go, doesn't he?"

"I've said it's your own business. You can do it yourself." Zhou Tang looked down at his watch, turned his head to look at Jing Yao on his shoulder, his long and narrow eyes were like the night, and he couldn't tell a trace of emotion, " Xia Shi just told me that I should bring you in before [-]:[-]."

"You just listen to him like this?" Jing Yao said, "There is no reason, no basis, what does he say?"

"His existence is the reason, and the order is the basis. There is nothing wrong with it." Zhou Tang said, looking away from the watch, looking around, and then glanced at Jing Yao who was sitting on his shoulder with an ugly face, and suddenly smiled up.Jing Yao gave him a sharp look: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just think of me a few years ago, similar to you." Zhou Tang took out his mobile phone, facing the advertising wall, pretending to be taking pictures.Jing Yao paused, raised his eyebrows and squinted at him: "Really?"

Zhou Tang shook his head, but didn't speak, Jing Yao's appetite was whetted, and he felt more and more upset.He was born from a broken branch of Lingmu, which was picked up by Xia Shi a long time ago, but it was made into wood chips after Zhou Tang's arrival.Before that, his consciousness was chaotic, he had no ego, let alone a clear memory, and he didn't know much about Zhou Tang's arrival. Annoying, none of them.

"I hate you for being like this." He said bitterly, "summer time will always come and go, as if you have no self apart from him. It's rare to mention a few words, and mysteriously refuse to make it clear..."

"It's not pretending to be mysterious, it's just that there is really nothing to say." Zhou Tang said calmly, "Isn't that the case? I thought it was a golden phoenix, but it turned into a crow, circling the tree three times, with no branches to rely on. I don't know where to go... Until one day, I saw a certain person, or at the first sight, or at the second sight, suddenly it was as if I saw a reef and an isolated island in the vast sea, and it suddenly dawned on me, is it a phoenix or a phoenix? The crow is not important. God gave you these wings just to let you fly towards him, that’s all.”

He tilted his head to look at his shoulder, his lips moved slightly: "What do you think?"

No one answered him.His shoulders were empty.

Zhou Tang looked at the ground as if aware of it, and saw a small figure wrapped in black deep clothes, running quickly in the underground station where people come and go, stumbling, hastily avoiding all the stampedes that came one after another, and the speed of his steps But it didn't decrease until he grabbed a snow-white skirt corner.

Climbing up the skirt with hands and feet, reaching the waist, and leaping vigorously, the target is a delicate leather bag on the woman's arm—at the opening of the bag, another inch-long figure is lying there, While supporting the crumbling jade crown above his head, he poked his head and looked around curiously.

Seeing Jingyao swooping and hugging the little head, the two of them rolled into the leather bag together, Zhou Tang couldn't help laughing, his face tensed again in a flash, and he looked at the phone pretendingly.

"Ten eight...the time is just right." He nodded, put away his mobile phone, touched the wooden business card still in his pocket, raised his thin lips slightly, and walked towards the woman in the white skirt past.

Inside the leather bag, Jing Yao was falling into a dizzy state, flailing his arms and legs and trying to get up, when the lipstick under his body rolled, he fell back again with a sound of "lying on the grass", feeling a sudden stare in his eyes.

A cold little hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pulled him up forcefully.Jing Yao stood up staggeringly with that force, grabbed the edge of the inner grid next to him to stabilize himself, raised his eyes, and bumped into a pair of clear eyes—Run An was kneeling upright on a powder box , looking at him calmly.

Jing Yao scratched his face, and hesitantly said hello: "Hey."

Run'an nodded slightly, leaned over and grabbed Jing Yao's hand, and wrote on it: 【What are you here for? 】

Jing Yao coughed: "Do you have to come here to do something? I just happened to see it... No!"

He suddenly realized that he shook off Run'an's hand, pointed at him and asked, "I haven't asked you yet! Why don't you stay at home and come here!"

Runan frowned because of his actions, shook his head in disapproval, grabbed Jingyao's left hand and continued writing: [I will protect Su Xian. 】

Jing Yao: "..."

He felt his forehead twitch: "Just you?"

Run'an nodded seriously: [I am very experienced. 】

"A fart with experience, look at your current appearance, even the main body..." Jing Yao said, suddenly seemed to realize something, and glanced at the inner grid next to him—as expected, that shabby Runan The tattered bead string body is quietly tucked into the small inner grid.

Jing Yao took a deep breath: "Who put you in? Su Xia?"

Runan nodded again, and Jing Yao became angry: "What does that broken box want to do! Did it kill you! If you really want to protect Su Xian, do it yourself, what's the matter with pushing you up!"

【I asked him to move me in. 】Runan wrote with a calm face, one stroke at a time. His cool fingertips slid across his palm, and each stroke seemed to bring about tremors, 【I am a body protector, he is not.He can't. 】

"If he can't do it, can you do it?" Jing Yao really didn't know what to say.He let go of the hand that had been gripping the edge of the inner grid, jumped forward, and landed on the powder box, forcing Run'an to lean back.Looking directly at Run'an's suddenly widening eyes, he paused every word: "You can't do it, please clear it up yourself? Who do you think you are? You don't even know what kind of situation you are facing. Terrible stuff—"

He stopped abruptly.

There was a cool touch from the fingertips, and he lowered his eyes to see his two ugliest fingers being gently held up.Run'an stroked his withered knuckles, raised his head, opened his mouth, and asked silently: "Does it hurt?"

Jing Yao pursed his lips, raised his head slightly, and did not speak.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Run An didn't ask any more questions, turned over Jing Yao's right hand, and wrote in his palm: 【Is this why you left? 】

"...Yes." After a long time, Jing Yao replied firmly, "I was burned by the power of Su Xian, Run An. It made me afraid. I am afraid of death, I don't want to die."

He took a deep breath, and then exhaled forcefully: "I don't want you to die either."

【Thanks. 】Run An bent the corners of his lips, raised Jing Yao's right hand, touched it to his lips, and then wrote word by word in his hand,【But I'm not afraid of death. 】

[I am the guardian spirit.I was born to protect.If I give up.Then I am dead. 】

After writing the last sentence, he looked up at Jing Yao, his eyes were shining, filled with stars, his lips opened and closed, silently: "That's it."

Are you stupid... Jing Yao really wanted to say that, but the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it.Because he saw Run'an made a series of lip gestures again.The sentence was a little longer, but he still understood it - I will try my best until I die.

"You guy, really..." Jing Yao patted his forehead with his free hand, "Your brain is made of stone."

Runan nodded cheerfully.

Jing Yao was completely speechless this time.He stared at Run'an for a long time, then suddenly turned over his palm, squeezed his hand hard, and immediately pulled it out, turning around to leave.

Run'an subconsciously opened his lips, stretched out his hand in a hurry, and tugged at his clothes again, making mouth movements: "What's wrong?"

"I want to go out..." Jing Yao hurriedly waved his hands.Run'an was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and slowly let go of Shen Yi's hand.Seeing this, Jing Yao quickly explained: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to find Zhou Tang, my body is still with him, I'll come back when I get it..."

He grabbed Run'an's retracted hand and patted it lightly: "I won't let you die alone, I..."

"Beauty, please wait!"

A familiar voice interrupted him.Jing Yao maintained the posture of holding Run'an, raised his head blankly, and heard Zhou Tang's lazy voice coming from outside the foreskin: "Excuse me, I want to ask, did you drop this thing?"