What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

Zhang Chenjun is a good name.

It's a pity that Bai Ling has no impression of these three words.

He repeated it three times between his lips and teeth, but thought it was the name of an irrelevant stranger, so he forgot it.

What made him feel inexplicably familiar were the names of the other two.

Bai Ling remembered clearly that these two were going to snatch the Eight Fairies from the Other Side, pretending to be the victim of the bus incident and a nurse in the mental hospital, and throwing him around.

Bai Ling only had acquaintance with the two of them once, and Zhang Yijun had more, he successfully deceived Bai Ling's curiosity and compassion.

Naturally, Bai Ling knew in his heart that the "paper man" who took up the taboo of the two names might be the real person, but the key was that these two names could touch his dusty memory.

——Why did he recognize the hidden children of the wealthy family?

Bai Ling adapted quickly to the fact that he was a son of a famous family. Perhaps because of the three pieces of memory obtained from the eight sects of life and death in the tomb, or because of the brain's subconscious selection of the growth environment, Bai Ling accepted his birth as a matter of course. It can be set, but when Xie Chongsen and Li Xuewen said "that family", Bai Ling felt that it was ridiculous.

Bai Ling stared at the bedroom door in a daze: Is he really from the Zhang family?

The master bedroom has not been slept in for a long time.

These days, Xie Chongsen studied in the study room in the dark, with Bai Ling alone, washing silently, turning on his own small bedside lamp, climbing onto Xie Chongsen's big bed, and turning off the other lights in the bedroom, leaving only a small lamp dimly lying on his side. Turn on the lamp, climb back to my bed, tuck in the quilt by myself, and say "good night" to myself softly.

Bai Ling's heart was in a mess.

He took a bath casually in a trance, and sat in a daze in the empty and huge room. The hot milk cup in his hand had been useless for almost a week, and the milky white ceramic was bitingly cold.

He really wanted to have a detailed chat with Xie Chongsen, as well as Li Xuewen, but the two seemed to avoid mentioning it.He wanted to go to Xie Yihai again, but the two of them obviously kept this matter from Xie Yihai, from the fact that Bai Lingzhi called Li Xuewen to go upstairs.

Bai Ling could understand that Xie Yihai was too straightforward and pure, and kept some things from him for his own good.

Bai Ling also kept this matter from him.

Bai Ling lowered his eyes, the young man's pale fingertips were almost the same color as the pure white bath towel, these were weak hands, what could he do?

Sleeping all night until midnight, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Bai Ling's sleep has been quiet recently, and he woke up with a sound.

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, and asked softly, "Boss...?"

When his voice cut through the icy air, he laughed again, it couldn't be Xie Chongsen, how could Xie Chongsen come back at this time?

Once before, Xie Chongsen was busy very late, afraid of disturbing Bai Ling's sleep, he slept directly in the study, it seemed that there was still a lot of space in the red curtained compartment.

That is Brother Xuewen?

"What's the matter, it's so late?"

Bai Ling glanced at his watch, it was past three o'clock in the morning, which was Yin time.

He didn't think he was a bad guy, the Xie family's impenetrable defense had to come in to be a stranger, and the probability was about the same as Bai Ling's 1.9 meters.

But after the knock on the door stopped, no one came in, and no one made a sound.

Bai Ling was fully awake at this moment, he stepped on his slippers, and walked towards the door hesitantly.

There is a faint hope that the person who will come is Mr. Xie—maybe the medicine will be completed in advance, and Xie Chongsen can't wait to come to him?It also makes sense.

Bai Ling then unlocked the chain and opened the door a small crack.But when he saw the face of the visitor clearly, something happened suddenly!

A hand mingled with the cold wind stretched out from the crack of the door, pulled the crack wide open, and squeezed his body in.

Bai Ling was pushed and staggered, and fell straight backwards, but the man moved neatly, turned over and kicked the door shut, and held Bai Ling's waist tightly with the other hand, supporting him.

The whole process happened between lightning and flint, only a blackness flashed in front of Bai Ling's eyes, and when he saw the door was closed, he was already covered with his mouth and clamped from his back.

"You... uh!"

"Don't make a sound."

This voice... is Zhitianyu? !

Bai Ling tried his best to break free from control, and wanted to turn his head to see if the person who was breathing close to him was in line with his guess, but the hand covering his mouth was thin but very strong, and he could feel that the person was controlling his strength so as not to hurt him, but it was not in vain The spirit can break free.

Bai Ling calmed down.

The man seemed to feel unsafe near the door, and slowly controlled him to walk into the house.

Bai Ling glanced at his feet, the man was wearing very new slippers, which were just unpacked and prepared for guests a few days ago.

Knowing that it was Zhitianyu, Bai Ling felt relieved.

They walked all the way inside, Zhitianyu paused, as if aimlessly.His gaze swept over Xie Chongsen's neat and unpopular big bed with black sheets, the small balcony with French windows with clear stars, the small room separated by half a wall, and finally stopped at the messy snack cabinet.

At this moment, realizing that Bai Ling would not struggle, the hand covering his mouth loosened.Bai Ling couldn't help asking softly, "What do you want to do?"

As he said that, he wanted to turn his head to look at him, but Zhi Tianyu didn't cover his mouth again, but pressed Bai Ling's shoulder tightly with his right hand, preventing him from looking at him.

Bai Ling was about to laugh angrily: "I know who you are. There are five people in the whole family, and you can guess it by elimination."

Zhitianyu finally spoke.

Strange to say, his voice seems to be overused, extremely hoarse, like the neighing of a cobra slowly sliding through the sand, which makes people very uncomfortable to hear.

He said, "You don't want to see me, why?"

For a moment, Bai Ling felt that Zhitianyu was really a child at heart, and if he didn't want to see him, he just didn't want to see him. The two of them didn't know each other well, they just met overnight.

To be honest, Bai Ling is still Zhitianyu's savior, but Bai Ling doesn't want to repay, so there is nothing to see.

Of course he couldn't say that.Temporarily controlled by others, he considered his words and explained: "It's not that I don't want to see you. It's that I don't know how to see you... I did disappear that day, and lost my entity due to some reasons. Now you can see me, touch me To me, it’s just because there is a gathering yin formation on the third floor.”

Although he has already seen it through, he still felt sour when he said it himself. Bai Ling smiled bitterly: "The farthest distance is the farthest distance between life and death... I am already a dead person, a soul, so don't make too many friendships that will eventually lead to a sad ending." Bar."

He was feeling sincerely, and Zhi Tianyu was mentally prepared for this answer, and when Bai Ling said it so sadly and freely, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"But even so, you should tell me..." Zhi Tianyu's voice was sad and heavy, "I've been thinking wildly for the past two days, thinking about many things, wondering if it's worth it."

The voice of his last words became extremely weak, but in the empty and silent room, Bai Ling still keenly caught it.

"Is it worth it? What do you mean?" Bai Ling frowned, and a flash of light flashed through his mind, "Wait, I haven't asked yet, thank you for interrogating you these two days, what did you say?"

The air was silent for a moment.

Bai Ling waited for a long time but didn't get an answer. The drum in his heart was beating more and more chaotically. He slammed back with an elbow, and dropped Zhi Tianyu, who was caught off guard, on the carpet. Then he threw himself on the man and hit him with his knee Standing on the ground, choking the neck with both hands, reversed the restrained situation.

But when he really saw Zhitianyu's face, Bai Ling was stunned.

He had imagined Zhitianyu's current situation, it might be down and out, it might still be exquisite and handsome, but it's definitely not like it is now...

Obliterate the crowd.

"You, how did this happen?" Bai Ling bent down in disbelief, as if wanting to be sure of what he saw, his hands trembling as he stroked that face, "Did I see it wrong..."

In the past, the evildoer was handsome, full of arrogance, hard to forget at a glance, one in a thousand beautiful face... Obviously the five senses are still the same, the temperament has not changed, but it is different.

His eyes are dull, his lips are pale, his face is blue, and his expression is unconcealable tiredness.

Bai Ling withdrew his hand anxiously, is it always like this before celebrities put on makeup?But the plain Zhitianyu I saw before was not like this.

Zhi Tianyu smiled.His smile is no longer dazzling, it is just the ordinary smile of a slightly delicate person, without any charm.

He said: "You read that right. I know what you're thinking, I didn't have plastic surgery, and it's not a failure... I can't be a star anymore."

Bai Ling shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible! Even though you are involved in the matter of Eleven Girls, you won't be banned! You wait until the limelight passes..."

"No one wants to block me," Zhi Tianyu gently raised his arms, pinning Bai Ling's hurried curly hair behind his ears, "I just can't get popular anymore."

In those peach-blossom eyes, there is a relief that makes people look heartbroken.

What he said could be said to be absurd and illogical, but Bai Ling could feel that what he said was true.

This is the calmness after admitting fate.

All the strength in Bai Ling's body dissipated, he sat on Zhitianyu's lap in a daze, watching Zhitianyu barely sit up and leaned against the end of the bed.

His mind was in a mess: "Could it be that the people from the Blood Child Cult did something to you? Curse?" The more he thought about it, the more he was right, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'll let Mr. Xie help you get rid of it. He's very powerful. He will not fail to help with this small favor."

"Okay, don't bring up this topic again. It's not a curse, it's my own fault."

Zhi Tianyu stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Bai Ling's soft fur, but recalled what Bai Ling said before, and retracted it unnaturally like an electric shock.

Bai Ling felt very uncomfortable: "You, what will you do in the future?"

"I didn't think about it," Zhi Tianyu raised his head pretending to be relaxed, "I'm still so young, why not do it. I haven't finished high school yet, so I'll go back and continue my studies. You can go to any university and you won't be able to work. Hard to find."

He raised the corner of his mouth playfully again: "It's really impossible to find a resident singer in a bar. As an anchor, I have a bit of fame."

"Can't you continue to be popular?" Bai Ling asked sadly, "You obviously like the stage so much, you are really dazzling on it, you are naturally suitable for it..."

Zhitianyu shook his head, but didn't make another sound.

After a long time, he moved his thighs. Bai Ling thought he was numb, and was about to stand up in embarrassment, but was hugged tightly by a pair of long arms.

"What are you doing!"

"Just hug, just for a while." Zhitianyu's hoarse voice came from Bai Ling's arms.

From this angle, Bai Ling could see the swirls in Zhitianyu's silver-gray hair, and he actually had two, which was considered a rare breed.

It was as if he was having the last hug before the end of the world, so nostalgic and long, so long that Bai Ling could count the laborious breathing of the person in his arms.He lightly patted Zhi Tianyu's back in a funny way: "Okay, what a lord, it's still like this."

Did he cry?still none?Bai Ling didn't ask.

He patted him on the back every time, and said slowly: "I don't know why you think you won't be popular anymore, but I still hope you don't give up easily. What if? Right. Even if you don't get popular, you can't It's not a big deal. Look, I'm dead, but I still live happily every day. Happiness is not for others to see...Happiness is my own business."

"Then are you happy now?"

Bai Ling didn't know why Zhitianyu suddenly asked such a profound matter, he thought, alas, a sad person always touches many emotions, so he smiled: "Happy."

"Because of Xie Chongsen?"

"No," Bai Ling thought for a while, "Mostly because of him, and a small part is due to other things."

"So in this small part, is there me?"

Before waiting for Bai Ling's answer, Zhi Tianyu smiled bitterly: "Probably not. Strangers who have only met once, can barely be called friends."

But Bai Ling said, "Yes."

He raised his surprised eyes to Shangzhi Tianyu, looking at the dark and bright water light: "I am very happy when I get along with you. Why can't it be counted as a small part of happiness?"

"But I..." I didn't do a good job in treating you like that just now.

Bai Ling shook his head: "How can there be so many. You are very good. If I were still alive, if I had met you before I was alive, we might be very good friends."

Zhitianyu seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to.

He staggered back.

The trouser legs of the home clothes were empty, and the young man had become skinny these past few days. Bai Ling sent him out the door worriedly. The moment the door opened, the cold wind blew in. Bai Ling couldn't help squinting his eyes, but the moment he opened them, Zhitianyu's figure disappeared.

He rubbed his eyes, and Zhitianyu was no longer on either side of the corridor.

He looked around in disbelief, and there really wasn't one, but the memory of Zhitianyu's visit was so deep, it was definitely not a hallucination, he could only understand that Zhitianyu walked too fast, and the bedroom was indeed next to the stairs .

The medicine is done.

Early the next morning, Bai Ling suddenly felt someone was in front of the bed, woke up with a jerk, and saw Xie Chongsen sitting in front of the bed, holding a small celadon bowl.

The bowl was glazed in blue after rain, and it was small and exquisite in Xie Chongsen's large and well-articulated hands, which was truly gratifying.He squeezed the bone-white soup and stirred it gently, as if dissipating heat.

Pay attention to Bai Ling waking up, he chuckled lightly and said, "Little slacker, you can really sleep."

After Zhitianyu left last night, Bai Ling couldn't fall asleep, and finally closed his eyes at four or five o'clock. Could he not be sleepy?

He didn't dare to say it, fearing that Xie Chongsen would be unhappy, so he just pouted and retorted: "I had a very long dream...you woke me up suddenly, you might as well just call me."

Xie Chongsen just raised the corners of his mouth and slowly helped him stir the medicine.

The medicine was not the "white soup" in Bai Ling's imagination, with a layer of light vermilion that made people want to eat, maybe other herbs were added, or brown sugar was added because they were afraid it would be too bitter.

The steaming mist brings out the smell of medicinal soup, which is indeed sweet, like honey.

Bai Ling moved his head curiously: "What kind of bone is this made of?"

Xie Chongsen gave a "hmm", then touched the wall of the bowl with the back of his hand: "Okay, you can drink."

Bai Ling obediently took it and drank it down.

Not to mention sweet, even if it is bitter, this is Xie Chongsen's wish, and he will drink it without changing his face.

It's just that the sweetness is very strange, with a strong sweet smell in the aftertaste. Bai Ling suppressed the physical discomfort, and held up the clean bottom of the bowl to show Xie Chongsen: "Thank you, big brother."

The latter stroked his curly hair and handed him a pack of prepared strawberry flavored Galbo.

The strawberry-flavored chocolate washed away the weird smell of medicinal soup, and Xie Chongsen said, "I don't know what side effects this medicine has. If you are sleepy, just sleep for a while, so as not to feel uncomfortable."

Bai Ling was still in a daze, and Xie Chongsen didn't want to hurt him, so he lay down again and pulled the quilt over his shoulders, revealing only a small white head, not to mention how obedient it was.

Xie Chongsen didn't stay long, said "Good afternoon" softly, got up and left.

Perhaps the medicine contained soothing ingredients, and the drowsiness struck very quickly.Before his consciousness dissipated, for some reason, Bai Ling suddenly managed to open a slit of his eyes, but saw a tall figure at the end of the bed.

Is it Xie Chongsen?

The bedroom was covered with soft carpets, and the sound of leaving footsteps could not be heard.

But the figure was a bit deformed, to be precise, "not human-like", a huge ghostly head was placed on the broad shoulders, with the light behind it, the expression could not be seen clearly.

But Bai Ling was sure—that pair of scorching eyes were watching him.

It's a dream.

Bai Ling closed his eyes.He trusts Xie Chongsen's ability very much, Xie's family will not be mixed with ghosts and ghosts, this must be too sleepy, the grotesque hallucinations before falling into a dream.

That figure should also be fake, no one disturbed Bai Ling's sleep, Bai Ling fell into a deep sleep until dusk.

Bai Ling purred contentedly like a cat in the warm quilt, and got up wrapped in the quilt.

There was no window in the side room, he stepped out of bed on the soft carpet, and opened the thick black velvet curtains, letting in the cold sunlight.

Only then did he feel cold.He stretched out his hand in a daze, clenched his fist, the cold fingertips spread from his palm to his whole body, he shivered involuntarily—this is it!

The feeling of real flesh!

Bai Ling was so excited that he almost screamed, he didn't care to put on some clothes, stepped on his little slippers and rushed out of the corridor: "Boss, boss! It's a success!"

He rushed into the study next to the bedroom, and indeed Xie Chongsen was there, sitting at the desk, reading a book.

Hearing Bai Ling's reckless cheers, he got up helplessly, with a smile in his eyes: "So excited, huh? Are you not cold anymore?"

Bai Ling pulled the sleeves of his pajamas embarrassingly to warm his hands: "Isn't this exciting. Oh, I can't catch a cold again, don't be afraid."

Although it is a physical body composed of fake three souls and fake seven souls, without heartbeat or blood flow, it can feel the warmth and coldness of the world.

He was forcefully pulled back to the bedroom by Xie Chongsen to change clothes, and he was full of smirks the whole time. He smiled, and Xie Chongsen was also happy, and helped him choose a red and black sweater with contrasting colors.

Bai Ling put on his clothes, and jumped out of bed very smugly to look in the mirror.

The young man in the mirror had red lips and white teeth, and he smiled beamingly. Whoever saw it liked it.His complexion is no longer as pale as paper, but a healthy porcelain white, wrapped in a red and black sweater, like a model.

He immediately ran downstairs. Li Xuewen and Xie Yihai watched a movie together in front of the TV. Seeing him coming down so happy, they couldn't help joking: "What's so good about being so happy?"

Li Xuewen observed carefully, and he took a closer look: "Your complexion has improved so much? Could it be..."

Bai Ling raised a big smile: "I have a physical body, hehe. Although I am not a living person, it is almost the same as a living person."

The previous fake yang soul could allow him to be seen and touch the entity, but it was essentially a "stronger ghost" without a body. Now there is a fake yin soul, which, in layman's terms, is a "zombie" existence , except that there is no temperature and the cells in the whole body are not working, the rest is normal.

"Great, great," Xie Yihai was also happy from the bottom of his heart, "This way you won't be afraid of being blown away by the wind lightly. Brother Ming'er will take you to a horse race."

After Bai Ling shared the joy with his brothers, he thought of Zhitianyu again.

Zhitianyu was in a strange state yesterday, which made him feel uneasy.He quietly ran up to the second floor and knocked on Zhitianyu's door.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Bai Ling considered the words of the meeting in his mind, but he waited and waited, but no one opened the door.He knocked three more times, and there was a hollow echo from the door.He felt bad, didn't care about being polite, and pushed away forcibly——

No one was there.

"He left this morning."

Bai Ling was taken aback, Mr. Xie went upstairs with him at some point, his expression unpredictable in the dark.

"Gone?" Bai Ling asked in surprise, "Have you finished investigating him?"

"Well," Xie Chongsen replied vaguely, "He's very busy with work, and I've already reached my limit for a few days."

When Bai Ling heard that he was busy with work, he was relieved.

Zhitianyu should be too sensitive, as the number of fans has increased, it is reasonable to encounter strange things, after all, it cannot ruin his idol career.

He followed Xie Chongsen downstairs, chattering about what he had for dinner.

Winter is coming, how beautiful it would be to have a hot hot pot; it would be nice for everyone to make dumplings together, Bai Ling thinks he should be very good at making dumplings; or making soup, Bai Ling misses Xuewen's superb craftsmanship very much.

Xie Chongsen's footsteps were big. When he went down to the first floor, Bai Ling casually walked halfway. He suddenly felt palpitations and lowered his head subconsciously. Xie Chongsen's shadow was shot from a distance by the living room lights. eccentric.

But it was his own shadow that made Bai Ling feel chills behind him.

The color is very deep, very thick, a black shadow that only real flesh can have... but curled up into a ball, piled up under the feet like black ink.

When Bai Ling looked over tremblingly uncontrollably, the shadow started to squirm.

Like tens of thousands of ants pouring out of their nest, and like the maliciousness of the abyss revealing its minions, the mass of black stretches, expands, and spreads...

Bai Ling didn't know what it was going to do. He held on to the handrail of the stairs so as not to stagger down. Xie Chongsen sat down on the sofa. He didn't wait for Bai Ling to go downstairs for a long time. Seeing that Bai Ling was just standing there in a daze On the stairs, I noticed something was wrong.

He strode up the stairs: "Xiaobai!"

Bai Ling was called back to the world by this sound, turned around and ran downstairs, Xie Chongsen was so nervous that he was afraid that he would fall, so he swung his long arms to catch the child forcefully: "What's wrong with you?"

"My shadow, my shadow..." Bai Ling clenched his teeth, unable to speak clearly, he pointed down in fear, "Look for yourself!"

But it was only the silhouette of Xie Chongsen hugging Bai Ling tightly.

The tall shadow envelops the small one, ambiguous and charming.

"how is this possible……"