It's hell, my lord

Just when Zhu Xingchen thought that he and He Xian, who was in the next room, had become friends, he didn't expect this person to go back to the room and take a nap, and when he came out, he made a bad face for Zhu Xingchen.

He Xian has no work except on Sundays, and at other times He Xian only occasionally shows his head in the restaurant when he is having breakfast.And Zhu Xingchen couldn't adjust to his jet lag, so he just missed the golden hour in the morning.

Of course, because Zhu Xingchen couldn't wait to know the secret about He Xian.And because there is only one precious time a week, and he is talking nonsense around He Xian, that person just reads and ignores him.Zhu Xingchen had no choice but to use Zhu Yinfeng's power to investigate He Xian to the bottom.

Such mobilization of teachers and crowds is just to find a common language with He Xian.Zhu Xingchen swipe the information on the phone, lamenting that it is really not easy.

He Xian is more than a year older than him, and he once skipped two grades in elementary school.Most of the teacher's comments on him were "very smart, but withdrawn, and he doesn't like to talk to people." As the saying goes, wisdom will hurt. Zhu Xingchen thought that He Xian was probably a well-deserved child prodigy when he was young, but it is a pity that he did not have a good childhood.

But now that he has grown up, he is neither a "god" nor a "child". He Xian's advantage of being born higher than others has been flattened by life like this.And the advantage he was originally proud of is the culprit of his loneliness today.

Zhu Xingchen continued to scroll down and found that he hadn't been admitted to university.Judging from the fact that he was firmly in the top three of the year in the last major exam on his report card, he can get into this year's first year just by relying on it.Another glance, the night before the college entrance examination, his grandfather was seriously ill, and on the first night of the college entrance examination, his grandfather died of illness.

You really know how to pick your time to die, Zhu Xingchen thought.He Xian's mother put a cuckold on his father when he was five years old, and was caught and raped by his father in bed, and he drove his mother away with a kitchen knife.Thus, five-year-old He Xian lost his mother.

After that, his father quit his job, transferred all the shares in the fishing boat, and started to live a life of pests. Until He Xian's grandma couldn't do it anymore, he turned to He Xian and started Gnaw his bones and flesh.

After 22 years of moth life, his organs can only perceive ease.He drank heavily, gambled, and while completely ruining the family, he borrowed countless foreign debts.To be honest, the salary that He Xian earns through hard work every month is not enough for one month's interest on these usury loans.

Zhu Xingchen recalled on the spot how a teenager with excellent grades who dropped out of school due to poverty and family reasons, carried his grandmother behind his back and led his father, how to support this devastated family.Although Zhu Xingchen practiced Taoism with Zhu Yinfeng since he was a child, he has enjoyed what ordinary children should enjoy, and he has also enjoyed what ordinary children should not enjoy.

Apart from not having a mother, when he was a child, his two fathers also spoiled him and spoiled his sister lawlessly.Just the word "poverty" opened up an infinite distance between him and He Xian's childhood.When He Xian was running around for a living, he was still spending his father's money to eat and die in college.

So Zhu Xingchen couldn't imagine what He Xian had gone through.I can only bring myself into it in general. Anyway, it’s right to feel aggrieved and painful.

"He Xian." Zhu Xingchen put down his phone, and smiled solemnly at He Xian who was reading a book on the sofa, and the smiling latter shuddered.He Xian put down the "Lolita" in his hand, and replied casually, "Why?"

"How much is your monthly salary now?" Zhu Xingchen secretly calculated in his heart. Although He Xian's monthly salary is only a little over 4000, it is already an upper-middle income in this city.

He Xian didn't really want to talk to him at first, but after only a month, he actually started to get used to having such a talkative person at home.Even chatted with him again and again about some things.He Xian thought for a while and said, "Including the monthly bonus, it's probably close to five thousand."

"Are you interested in hunting ghosts with me? I'll give you [-] a month, how about it? If you encounter a difficult one, you'll get a bonus according to your level. Any accidental injury will be considered a work-related injury." Zhu Xingchen felt that he had made a list of people. Conditions that will not be rejected: "How?"

"It's not good." Unexpectedly, He Xian rejected him without even thinking about it: "If my grandma died, I might think about it."

Zhu Xingchen understood what he meant, his family owed too much money, if He Xian accidentally died in an accident of catching ghosts, of course, he didn't have to expect his moth father to be the leader, he could only stay He has an elderly grandma who suffers in the world.He squinted his eyes and said in pain: "200 million, if you die, I will pay your family 200 million. Of course - with me, you will not die."

"But I don't know you well." In other words, how do I know that you will give money to my grandma after I die?

"As long as you agree, I will transfer the money to your account first." Zhu Xingchen opened the folding fan with a "crash", and continued to shake the fan in the cooler season: "It's so hot, I'll go buy it tomorrow." Air conditioner."

He Xian sat alone on the sofa and was cold. He didn't seem to have a feeling of heat since he was a child, and he could only imagine it in the reactions of his classmates and others to this word.When he was in elementary school, he once asked his grandma: "Grandma, what does it feel like to be hot?"

His grandma can't tell whether to laugh or cry, you are stupid, oh boy, it's still summer now, you'll know when you wrap yourself in the quilt.But even if he was almost suffocated, he couldn't create the effect of sweating profusely.

It seems that He Xian's body has never been overheated, only in winter, it is so cold that he has to admit that he is alive.

"It's not hot, it's almost autumn, it's a waste of money to buy." He Xian said.

Zhu Xingchen stretched out his hand to brush his bangs, and put his five fingers on He Xian's smooth forehead. The touch felt cold and soft in the scorching hot air.He Xian didn't seem to expect such an intimate move from him, and trembled in fright.

Zhu Xingchen noticed his strangeness and immediately withdrew his hand.He Xian smiled indifferently, although the arc was not too emotional: "You put so much money into my account, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

"Don't be afraid, anyway, I..." Zhu Xingchen almost blurted out - anyway, I know the details of your family, and you can't escape.

"Huh? Anyway, what?" He Xian's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he returned to that indifferent state.

Zhu Xingchen was stunned for half a second, and immediately changed the subject abruptly: "Anyway, I believe you?"

He Xian seemed to have doubts about this insignificant "I believe in you", but soon this doubt turned into disdain.How can false, casual promises be trusted?What's more, this person's expression is not serious at all, He Xian thinks so.He took off his metal-rimmed glasses, which were not highly prescribed: "I'm a little sleepy."

"Go to sleep, I'm tired of you, young man in his 20s..." Zhu Xingchen forgot for a moment that this was not his home, and he had to keep his words in mind.After appreciating He Xian's icy gaze back, Zhu Xingchen continued his own words in a cowardly manner: "A young man in his 20s looks more energetic than a child hahahahaha."

He Xian reluctantly entered his room.Zhu Xingchen really wants to give himself a slap in the face, he is not a person who doesn't express his words well, he usually fights with his father at home and is really bad, but when he came to He Xian, he acted like an idiot.

Mouth full of cold jokes, or the kind that make people laugh at all...

Zhu Xingchen walked to the balcony, intending to get some air.He thought that it might be better if He Xian could follow him and relieve others from disasters.Zhu Xingchen's plan is not without reason. First of all, according to his observation for so many days, He Xian should not be the mastermind of setting up this extremely dark place.He also followed this person, and found that He Xian really stayed in the company all day long, and only went out a few times for business, and came back drunk again.

He Xian didn't have that time at all, and Zhu Xingchen discovered that not only did he know nothing about these crooked ways, but he also knew nothing about his own profession.Before that night, he had been a pure atheist.However, even if he saw it with his own eyes, this person still looked like he didn't believe in gods, Buddhas or evil.

Zhu Xingchen thought that maybe it was because of the heavy yin energy in him that the ghosts automatically ignored him.But this also quickly aroused Zhu Xingchen's more questions, such as why he has such a heavy Yin Qi?And his calm attitude when encountering ghosts is really not quite like a normal person.

With sympathy for this man's ill-fated fate, and all kinds of curiosity about him, just because he is not afraid of ghosts and gods, and he will not be seen by the resentful spirits, he also accepts this "little brother".