After marrying evil, I can't leave

During the weekend, Zhou Wu used to pack the luggage at home. Before that, he threw all the luggage into the cabinet, and he still hasn't started to pack.

This will open up the stalls to the lobby, a little bit of tidying up.

Under such circumstances, Zhou Wu actually began to adapt a little bit, and the ostrich mentality was brought to the extreme.

Especially in the situation last night, the ghost actually made Zhou Wu feel at peace.

Although he was unaware of this change, Zhou Wu, who was able to adapt to the situation and was unable to convey any difficulties to his family and friends, had a faint sense of adaptation.

Although ghosts are still scary, life must go on.

He took out things from the suitcase, Dabai's humidifier, Starbucks' Polar Bear cup, and the super warm Arctic down jacket that he had bought on behalf of someone the year before last.

Finally, he turned over the small fire boiler that he brought out from the dormitory. Seeing the stove, Zhou Wu immediately became hungry, and planned to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and come back to make a hot pot meal.

Zhou Wu searched the Internet for the keywords of a certain treasure that I saw this morning. Is it possible to push and transfer big data under the same WiFi.

The answers given are various, some people are sure, it is absolutely impossible, and some people have never heard of it.

But among hundreds of searches, he still found an answer about transfer push.

[I did, I searched for a bunch of interesting things, and the results were pushed to my husband, and he found out that I was sexually withdrawn... But we were very happy afterwards... I am a man. 】

Zhou Wu: ...

Although most people have never encountered it, as long as there are samples, it means that this thing exists.

Zhou Wu looked back at the keywords he was pushed, and had a terrible idea.

Who searched for relevant keywords, why did he search, and what did he want to do?

After clicking on the last keyword, the result is that there is no one. The first few items can be searched, but the last corpse water cannot be displayed.

Even in the blank space of the search page, it is directly marked [According to relevant laws and regulations, the search results will not be displayed, warm reminder, please do not break the law]

Zhou Wu: ...

In the end, Zhou Wu didn't find a good answer, and he didn't go out to buy ingredients, so he sent them to Haimakuai nearby and bought a bunch of hot pot ingredients.

As the evening approached, I was about to start making hot pot. I rummaged through the takeaway bags and found that I forgot to buy hot pot ingredients.

A bag of hot pot was not expected to have a minimum delivery price, so I had no choice but to put on a coat and go to the convenience store downstairs to try my luck.

Chain convenience stores don't have hot pot ingredients, but the retail store next door does have authentic Sichuan hot pot ingredients.

When buying hot pot ingredients, Zhou Wu carefully chose the slightly spicy flavor for the sake of his stomach.

When paying the bill, waiting for the change, he hesitated and asked, "Boss, have you seen other residents living on the 21st floor?"

Surprise flashed in the boss's eyes: "Are you a new resident on the 21st floor? I've seen two of them. A blond-haired guy bought washing powder from me."

washing powder?

Then why borrow from yourself?

The boss was a bit weird, staring at Zhou Wu for a long time before asking: "Young man, how much is your rent?"

Zhou Wu reported the number, and the other party's eyes were clear. After giving him hot pot ingredients, he patted him on the shoulder: "Did you just graduate and didn't find a job?"

Zhou Wu briefly introduced his work status.

The boss nodded to express his understanding: "It's like this when you just graduated, and it will get better when it stabilizes."

His eyes twinkled and he asked again, "How does it feel to live here?"

Zhou Wu was a little puzzled, but he still answered honestly, saying that the accommodation is quite good and convenient, there is a business district nearby, that is...

Boss: "What is it?"

Zhou Wu couldn't tell, so he could only say: "I can't tell, but the price here is low and the price is high. I was lucky to rent it by mistake, so I can't be picky."

Hearing what he said, the boss nodded, hesitated to speak, and finally gave Zhou Wu some change without saying anything.

Zhou Wu took the hot pot ingredients and walked back. The elevator reached the 21st floor. The moment the elevator opened slowly, there would always be a feeling of chills all over the body, and he hurried back to the room at a trot.

Eating hot pot alone has less taste, but it has been a few months since the last time I ate hot pot. When the hot pot was gurgling, Zhou Wu sat on the side and smelled it, almost drooling.

There were two bowls on the table. Although the ghost might not be able to eat, for the sake of politeness, he also took an extra pair of chopsticks, and placed them opposite the food as if offering a tribute.

After waiting for a while, Zhou Wu opened the lid.

The rich aroma soon permeated the whole room, the egg dumplings under Zhou Wu floated up, the beef was cooked long ago, and his favorite crab meat/stick was red hot, waiting for his luck.

He took out the sauce, mixed a dish of mahjong sesame oil, and a dish of spicy oil and vinegar, dipped the wrinkled fat beef one by one, and put it in his mouth.

Zhou Wu felt sublimated.

I was so moved that I was about to cry. Finally, I opened a can of Feizhai Happy Water and took a sip. Life is worth it.

The room is very bright. After being cured by the food, Zhou Wu's uneasiness was diluted.

After eating the last piece of yam, Zhou Wu patted his belly, protruding a small arc as if it was going to explode.

After slumping on the chair for a while, he recovered, and slowly began to tidy up the things on the table.

When he reached out to touch Zhou Wu's bowl on the opposite side, he was stunned. There seemed to be a little extra soup in the clean bowl...?

The chopsticks next to it were placed upright, as if they hadn’t been touched. Zhou Wu thought he had misread it, so he picked it up and took a serious look, and indeed saw traces of soup.

Zhou Wu:!

Could it be that ghost can eat hot pot?

Zhou Wu, who just immersed himself in eating hot pot, didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all. Could it be that the ghost was sitting opposite him and eating hot pot?

Zhou Wu would rather believe that the soup was splashed when he was eating, and he didn't believe that the ghost would sit opposite him, pick up the ingredients with chopsticks, put them in his mouth, and then show a satisfied expression.

After packing up, around eight o'clock, Zhou Wu went downstairs to throw a piece of garbage, and met Ji Lang who had just walked back, Zhou Wu greeted him, and the other party nodded casually.

When Zhou Wu returned to his room, he suddenly remembered that it was the same point when he met Ji Lang on the elevator that day.

Continuing to tidy up the house, he dragged another set of quilts out of the packing box and looked up at the tall cabinet.

The cabinet is very high, but Zhou Wu is not short. He directly lifted the quilt and stuffed it in. Halfway through, he suddenly felt unstable in his waist and felt like he was going to fall backwards.

Zhou Wu:!

At the critical moment, a hand appeared in front of Zhou Wu's eyes, holding the quilt that was about to fall with one hand, raised his hand and stuffed it in vigorously, his waist was supported by a force, and he leaned into the firm cold embrace.

The cold breath hit Zhou Wu's hair, and when he turned his head, he saw a pale handsome face. For a moment, Zhou Wu's body seemed to be on fire.

Because at this moment, what he thought of was the small website in his mobile phone.

The search records will definitely not be pushed by big data, and I will not search, so...

"Thank you!"

After repeatedly saying thank you, Zhou Wu took two steps back, bowed his head to thank, and continued to tidy up, and finally sorted out some bits and pieces, almost all of them were sorted out.

When Zhou Wu stood up, he thought that the other party had disappeared, but when he looked up, he saw him sitting on the edge of the sofa, his eyes stayed on him, and the uneasy tension was relieved, and it would come back again.

He was wearing a black robe with gold trim on the cuffs and neckline, and his long hair was below his waist. Zhou Wu was afraid to look directly at his pale face.

This kind of attire made Zhou Wu curious. He sneaked a few more glances at the other party's clothes, and was about to check online, what dynasty they belonged to.

After the house was tidied up and ready to take a bath, he kept looking at the ghost and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

Seeing that the ghost didn't follow, he hurriedly took off his clothes and rushed under the hot water.

He had just unpacked the light-scented and refreshing shower gel he bought online yesterday, and he hadn't used it yet. When he reached out to squeeze the shower gel, Zhou Wu felt something was wrong.

He turned his head and saw that the shower gel he had just unpacked seemed... a little missing?

Taking a closer look, the pure white shower gel in the transparent bottle is indeed missing, and there is still some residue in the squeezed mouth.

Zhou Wu:!

Have you discovered something miraculous again...

Because he was worried that the ghost would appear suddenly, Zhou Wu quickly took a shower and came out of the bathroom soon.

After taking a bath, the young man was fragrant and clean, and his body exuded a body fragrance that was entangled by the heat, like a moving delicacy.

When Zhou Wu leaned sideways on the sofa, lowered his head and wiped his hair, and then raised his head, a touch of red appeared in front of his eyes, and those dark eyes were filled with red at some point, like flowing blood.

"what!"

The towel Zhou Wu was wiping his hair with fell to the floor, and he hurriedly picked it up.

was frightened.

Bailiqi liked Zhou Wu's current reaction very much, his body was shaking uncontrollably, fragile and helpless, as if his whole mind and body were occupied by him.

But on the other hand, he likes Zhou Wu who took the initiative to lean over.

Contradictions continued to conflict in his heart. He looked at Zhou Wu's slowly shrinking legs, and the red color had the upper hand. When he was about to touch Zhou Wu, Zhou Wu suddenly raised his head, and the expression on his face could be called happy. .

"I, I remember!" Zhou Wu said excitedly, "Isn't Baili right!"

Zhou Wu's voice was full of joy, he reached out and grabbed Bailiqi's hand, shook it, and said sweetly: "Your name is Bailiqi, you're right, I haven't seen this compound surname before, it sounds like a Great!"

Zhou Wu was very excited. He finally thought of the other party's name, which meant that the punishment was over and the other party would not do anything to him anymore.

Zhou Wu, who thought so, did not wait for the result he wanted.

The fingertips ran into the ends of the hair, and the powerful force made Zhou Wu lean forward and fell on the opponent's body. His mouth was cold, and he was attacked by the cold wind, making it impenetrable.

Zhou Wu was so painful that he couldn't breathe very quickly. In a daze, he felt that his back was pressed against the back of the sofa, and the distance between him and the other party was getting closer, and they were almost entangled.

The opponent's phalanx pressed his Butterfly Valley through the sweater, and the breath in his chest was almost squeezed out.

This action made Zhou Wu panic. The joy just now disappeared, followed by tension and fear.

He was completely dazed, and pressed his forehead against the opponent's shoulder, and raised his hand vigorously to slap the opponent, all of which hit the opponent's hair.

The hair was messy and scattered on the shoulders. Zhou Wu pulled the hair and saw the somewhat ferocious handsome face, and his lower lip trembled in fright.

Because of the trembling, the white neck kept rising and falling due to panting, and he said with a hint of crying: "I remember it, bastard, what do you want?"

He even hiccupped out of fear.

Putting his hands on top of Zhou Wu, he stared at his Bailiqi with eyes as deep as a deep pool, seriously thinking about what he wanted to do, and answered Zhou Wu.

After a while, he finished thinking, and answered Zhou Wu: "It's like that on the phone, you saw it."

Xing's eyes widened and he stared at the other party suddenly, as if he heard something that the earth was going to be destroyed, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he understood the other party's words.

He breathed unsteadily and pointed at the other party: "Men."

Pointing to himself: "Me too."

male ghost.

Zhou Wu added inwardly.

Bailiqi frowned, resting his fingertips on the other's hair, and pushed away the strands of hair that covered Zhou Wu's beautiful eyes.

Thinking of what I saw on my phone, I said, "You can, here."

He gestured with his fingertips.

Sure enough, it was the broken website, and Zhou Wu immediately understood that Bailiqi didn't understand it before, but he understood it through the almighty Du Niang.

Zhou Wu couldn't resist and felt very difficult, especially the disparity in strength. Tired of struggling, he spread his five fingers to separate himself from the opponent.

It wasn't until Zhou Wu was exhausted that Bailiqi was silent for half a minute before asking, "Why are you crying?"

Zhou Wu is in Bailiqi's arms, and the quilt is very small. Bailiqi looks at least 1.9 meters, with a thick chest and back, and his shoulders seem to be very broad.

From a distance, it almost completely enveloped the surrounding fog.

Zhou Wu said intermittently with a nasal voice: "You like me, don't you?"

"I love you." Bailiqi said, these are three words engraved in his heart, although he can't remember anything.

Zhou Wu choked, not understanding how the other party could say these three words so seriously and affectionately.

"Why do you...why love me?"

Bailiqi's eyes flickered for a while before he said, "I don't know."

Zhou Wu was weak: "Then you, then you shouldn't be like this."

Bailiqi was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Why?"

This ghost has no common sense at all.

Zhou Wu's eyes slowly opened a slit, and looked at Bailiqi little by little. First, the other party's lips lined into a straight line, then the high bridge of the nose, and finally the red eyes.

Seems to be negotiable...?

Zhou Wu swallowed, and said, "If you really like me, don't go against my will..."

After another long silence, Bailiqi said, "I want to touch you."

Zhou Wu was worried that the ghost would lose his mind by refuting his words, so he said slowly: "Hands, you can hold hands..."

Bailiqi looked straight into Zhou Wu's eyes, dissatisfied.

Zhou Wu looked away.

Zhou Wu said again: "If you... like me, you can actually pursue me."

Bailiqi squinted his eyes, narrow and long, and looked at Zhou Wu suspiciously: "It's not that he doesn't like men."

Zhou Wu was already tired, and his voice was soft.

"Also...it's not impossible, I haven't tried it, maybe...not necessarily."

Bailiqi pondered for a moment, then slowly sat up straight, as if he accepted it.

He watched Zhou Wu immediately pull away and retreat to the edge of the sofa.

Zhou Wu suddenly grabbed Bailiqi's arm, "Don't, don't bully me."

The foot was caught, Zhou Wu's eyes widened, and his whole body seemed to be in the crater of a volcano.

It took a long time for Zhou Wu to remove the hand covering his eyes. The feet were icy and cold, and Bailiqi wiped them off with a tissue, and then wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhou Wu's eyes little by little.

Zhou Wu was easily carried away by the ghost, and the ghost rested its chin on his shoulder, lingering gently on Zhou Wu's body very lovingly.

Zhou Wu was bewildered and felt numb. This kind of action was very like a couple, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

The TV was still playing, and the program was very boring, but Zhou Wu didn't want to change the channel either. The "negotiation" took a lot of his energy.

Within minutes, Zhou Wu was sleepy.

Bailiqi, who was sitting beside him, was staring at the TV screen, and Zhou Wu mustered up the courage to grab Bailiqi's pale knuckles with his fingertips.

Bailiqi looked at him immediately, and held Zhou Wu's hand instead.

This action actually made Zhou Wu not so embarrassed.

Pursing her lips, gritting her teeth, suppressing the fear in her heart, she led her to stand up and walked towards the bedroom step by step.

Although his fingertips were trembling, there was an illusion of leading a big dog in his heart.

The ghost was usually in the house anyway, so it didn't really make any difference.

Zhou Wu got into the quilt, wrapped it into a circle, stretched out a hand from the gap in the quilt, and grabbed the opponent's fingers.

"I'm so sleepy... Baili, I'm going to sleep first." Zhou Wu was already a little sleepy.

Regardless of the other person's expression, he closed his eyes, tilted his head and fell asleep.

The room was pitch black with no light, and Bailiqi felt the warmth of his fingertips being wrapped by the other's warm fingertips.

He reached out and turned the other side's crooked head to his side.

Bailiqi looked at the ceiling without blinking his eyes for a moment, listening to the sound of breathing around him and the warm breath on his shoulders, he felt very satisfied.

can.

Zhou Wu was pressed on the bed by a ghost early in the morning, almost suffocating, and was also chased by ghosts in his nightmares.

After finally waking up, he found himself entwined with the ghost, which almost made him unable to breathe, and even had the illusion that his toes were entwined.

Zhou Wu's whole body was cold, and he got up weakly, almost falling back due to hypoglycemia.

Pushing away Bailiqi, buying food on the pretext of being hungry, and getting up like running away.

Before going out, he saw a few red marks on his face in front of the mirror, which were the groove marks on the skirt of the other party. He rubbed his face a few times, and quickly went downstairs to buy breakfast.

When he came back, Zhou Wu met Bai Jian and threw a bag of garbage from the door to the door, and saw Zhou Wu greeted him.

Zhou Wu nodded, and quickly returned to the room. When the door was closed, the sound of clicking sounded again. He resisted his urge to turn back and open the door to see.

Looking into the house, Bailiqi was gone.

Zhou Wu found that he seldom appeared during the time when the sun was the hottest, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down to eat steamed buns and soy milk slowly.

One morning, he sorted out the materials in front of the computer, took a look at the location that might be released next, and greeted his teammates in the program group in the group.

During the afternoon nap, Bailiqi didn't show up either. He slept very easily and didn't have any nightmares.

At about one o'clock, the wall at the head of the bed suddenly rubbed twice slightly. Zhou Wu woke up suddenly and glanced at the source of the sound.

The wall next to the bed is separated by a wall, which is Ji Lang's room in No. 04. I don't know where the wall is connected to the other room.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was no more sound.

But Zhou Wu lost his sleepiness, got up and opened his old notebook, and found a movie to watch.

When Zhou Wu thought of the word "Pian'er", he couldn't help thinking of the browsing history in his mobile phone that day.

He remembered that the initial search term was broken sleeve.

Zhou Wu couldn't help typing this word, he thought, was Bailiqi gay before his death?

After Duanxiu's page came out, other keywords appeared one after another. Zhou Wu finally understood why he searched all the way from Duanxiu's search term to XiaoH.com.

Because when you enter the search term, a related search will appear later. If you follow the related search of Duanxiu... then the searcher will keep clicking related words, and they will gradually approach the word GAY.

Zhou Wu clicked in all the way, and finally appeared...that mysterious website. After clicking on it, Zhou Wu opened the door to the new century, and turned off the video he accidentally clicked on just now with a red face.

The audio seemed to still be echoing in the room.

God, he wanted to poke himself in the eyes.

At night, when Zhou Wu was cleaning the shoe rack at the door, he heard footsteps in the corridor outside, and got up to look at the cat's eye. In the cat's eye, Ji Lang was wearing a sweater and slowly leaving the cat's eye.

A strange feeling rose in Zhou Wu's heart, and it was this time again.

The time displayed on the phone was [-]:[-]. He remembered that the last time he went out to throw away the garbage and came back from get off work, the time when he met Ji Lang was after [-]:[-], even if it was the first time they met, it was about the same time.

It took more than ten minutes to sort out the garbage in the house, and Zhou Wu had to go downstairs to throw it out again. He took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally.

When he opened the door and walked out, he heard a slamming sound, turned around, and happened to see Bai Jian opened the door and walked out.

He was holding garbage in his hand, obviously, he and Zhou Wu had the same purpose.

"Coincidentally, let's take out the trash together." Bai Jian's voice was cheerful.

After saying hello, Zhou Wu couldn't get rid of the weird feeling in his heart. The two got on the elevator together, and when they reached a certain floor, the light flickered for a while.

Bai Jian turned his head suddenly, and Zhou Wu's heartbeat slowed down by a second.

Bai Jian said: "The room across from you has been visited by someone these days, and it seems that a new tenant is about to move in."

Zhou Wu twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded. Suddenly, Bai Jian, who was still some distance away from Zhou Wu, suddenly stretched his head and moved closer. He took two steps back and almost yelled.

Bai Jian laughed: "Scared you? I just think you look like the host of a show I watched."

Zhou Wu made up his mind: "If you read interesting stories and gossip, then it is indeed me."

Bai Jian said: "I just said, so you are the anchor, can you sign it?"

Zhou Wu said haha: "No problem, but I have to wait until I become famous."

After chatting for a few words, the elevator finally reached the first floor. Zhou Wu couldn't wait to go out, and Bai Jian followed behind him with a smile. The two threw the trash together and took the elevator back together.

After returning to the room, Zhou Wu glanced at the time, it was nine thirty.

Zhou Wu's intuition is indeed very keen, and he is glad that he recorded the time.

Because when Zhou Wu arrived at this time point on the second day and repeated his behavior from yesterday, at 09:30 and [-]:[-], he met Ji Lang and Bai Jian again respectively.

Going out early in the morning, Bai Jian threw out a bag of trash from his door.

Zhou Wu waited for him to close the door, and carefully stuck it to his door. He heard that there was no movement inside. He suddenly had a strong urge to look through the cat's eyes to see what Bai Jian was doing at home on weekdays.

The moment Zhou Wu had this idea, he suddenly realized something, and he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, and quickly walked into his door.

He remembered the red cat's eyes on the first day, and his actions just now seemed to be the person who looked into his cat's eyes that day.