Store Manager's Hell

In addition, it is worth mentioning that more than half a month ago, the female ghost originally took a fancy to classmate Shi Xing.

Originally, a hormonal stunner like Shi Xing would be considered more delicious by a female ghost with normal aesthetics. However, Lu Zaobai, who was by his side at the time, was a special agent of the underworld and the underworld, so he inevitably carried some ghosts with him. nasty breath.

That's why Lu Zaobai saw the female ghost resentfully hiding in Shi Xing's shadow drawing circles and staring at him fiercely.

As for how she cultivated so well that she could surpass a group of shadow eaters, it can only be said that for food, the power of a foodie is infinite.

After a busy night in another world, and it rained a little, Lu Zaobai had a headache that was about to explode, but he still worked hard to accompany Shi Xing's classmate to take a taxi to the hospital overnight. It was to take the medicine, after a toss, he almost fainted in Shi Xing's arms.

Now it was Shi Xing's turn to wake up nervous, and called the nurse doctor. After a fuss, Lu Zaobai was also put on an IV, lying on the bed, drowsy.

After a little manipulation with the evil money, Shi Xing and Lu Zaobai entered the same ward.

Lu Zaobai lay on the soft pillow and slept very deeply, breathing steadily, his cheeks were still sickly pale, weak and delicate, Shi Xing couldn't get enough of it.

This experience frightened Shi Xing a little, but the scene that filled his mind was not the moment when the female ghost was in close contact with him and playing tricks on him, but the moment when he stood in the lightning and was reflected He looks sharp all over.

At that moment, the early white of his house was shining.

Shi Xing admits that he likes Lu Zaobai's face very much, and he doesn't shy away from it, but today, for the first time, he had an idea:

I want to protect him.

—— wanting to protect him so eagerly, wanting to be by his side at all times, and not wanting him to be harmed by other creatures.

Shi Xing got up from the bed, took the infusion stand, and came to Lu Zaobai's bed.

——The thin and slightly pouty lips are suitable for kissing at first sight.

But he didn't kiss, but pressed his pale lips lightly with his fingers, and then put his fingers lightly on his own lips.

——This is the agreement between me and you, I will protect you, no matter what world you are in.

——Anyway, I won’t die, so why not just stay with you forever in your world?

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When Lu Zaobai woke up again, it was already nine o'clock in the morning the next day.

After receiving the infusion and sleeping for several hours, he felt much lighter, and Shi Xing also finished all the examinations, and the wound was stitched up.

Seeing Lu Zaobai waking up, Shi Xing showed a standard Samoyed smile:

"Awake? How are you feeling?"

Lu Zaobai moved his body and said casually:

"Can't die."

Shi Xing frowned imperceptibly, but still couldn't bear to reprimand, so he could only salivate shamelessly and say:

"Go home, I want to eat your cooking."

Looking at Shi Xing's shoulder that was badly injured and bandaged like a mummy, Lu Zaobai felt very guilty, but when Shi Xing insisted on taking the bus home, he felt that Shi Xing needed to have his whole body done. Check to see if the glass shards are hurting your brain.

They were all injured so badly, still taking the bus?

Shi Xing's reason is high-sounding, he can't use the company's bus indiscriminately, it's a rule.

In fact, he was worried that Zaobai came out of the different world, and he would feel uncomfortable in a small closed environment similar to a closet.

But he didn't say anything, but he jokingly told Zaobai to take the bus to experience life.

In the end, the guilty Lu Zaobai still couldn't help but wake up, and accompanied him on the bus back to the villa area.

It's not yet the rush hour for getting off work. There are only a few elderly people in the car, and the two of them sit side by side in the back row.

The whole carriage was silent, so quiet that Zaobai was a little surprised when he gave way to Lu Zaobai. At this moment, what kind of muscle did Wake up wrong? Why is he so honest.

Just as he was about to say something to break the dull atmosphere, Shi Xing raised his uninjured left hand, embraced Lu Zaobai, and pressed him into his arms without hesitation, protecting him. his head.

Lu Zaobai struggled for a few times, thinking that his body was injured, so he stopped moving, and asked inexplicably:

"what are you doing?"

Shi Xing didn't speak, Lu Zaobai lay awkwardly in his arms, puzzled.

Until he heard a strange noise coming from the window.

He turned his head to look, and was surprised to find that the trees on the side of the road were too lush, and the lush branches came in from the open window of the car, brushing and sweeping, and a few twigs were at eye level. It keeps bouncing, looking very dangerous.

If Shi Xing hadn't caught him just now, then...

The bus left the area quickly, Shi Xing let go of his hand, and rubbed Lu Zaobai's head back and forth:

"Okay, sit down."

His bright smile, combined with the no longer dazzling sunlight in the afternoon, made Lu Zaobai's heart beat eight times faster for no reason.

What... what's going on?

……

A strange feeling haunts Lu Zaobai, making him always a little restless.

After finishing his lunch, he caught up with Shi Xing early and went to bed to rest, and helped him prepare dinner and warm it in a pot, then he hailed a taxi and went back to his den.

Back home, Lu Zaobai took out his mobile phone and opened the browser, which happened to be that strange post.

As soon as Lu Zaobai saw the post, he subconsciously put his hands on his chest.

Why do I feel that way when I wake up in the morning when I face it?

Happy, but flustered...

In the end, Lu Zaobai rationally made a judgment on his abnormal feeling:

My brain was burned out, and I was seriously ill.

At this time, he noticed that in the upper right corner of the post page, there was a private message reminder.

Lu Zaobai poked it open, only to find that it was a reply to the message he sent to the shadow poster.

There are only two short words on it: thank you.

Seeing these two words, Lu Zaobai couldn't help laughing.

When I replied to this post back then, I obviously had good intentions, but I got into trouble again and made a huge gamble, almost risking my life on it.

But if it ends well, it's no big deal.

I just don't know, was this "thank you" sent by the shadow, or the owner of the shadow?

Lu Zaobai did not reply, but exited this page.

Now that the matter is over, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, it's a nightmare for each other, don't bring it up again.

When exiting, Lu Zaobai was a little distracted, so he quickly pressed the button twice, and the page jumped to the main interface of the forum.

Lu Zaobai only glanced at it, then suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up:

A forum for... gays?

The person who posted the post is Shadow, who doesn't understand the Internet, and probably made a post here based on objective data such as online traffic.

And I first discovered this post because I glanced at Shi Xing's phone screen.

wake up?

Thinking of Shi Xing nervously protecting his phone, Lu Zaobai suddenly felt empty.

Time to wake up will not be...

He immediately exited this page, opened a new search page, and quickly typed in the specific address of Jiushi Group in this city where Shi Xing works.

Yes, everything was just as he thought, his dessert shop was not on the only way Shi Xing went back to the villa at all.

If he got off work from Jiushi Group, he would have to walk for at least an hour and a half before arriving at his shop.

Lu Zaobai had never noticed this before.

Then, how could he "drop in" to pick him up when he got off work?

Lu Zaobai dropped his cell phone, felt a little tired, and lay down on the bed.

When I wake up, is it true that he...

That scorching stare, the hug, the approaching with a persistent approach, the declaration that he wanted to protect himself, and, on the bus...

He raised his hand, pressed it on his forehead, and rubbed his inexplicably hot cheek twice before he breathed a sigh of relief:

Oops, I have a fever again, and I'm all confused.