After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"Is it my illusion? Does the small light bulb grow a little fast?" When Chu Han drove to pick up Di Ling early in the morning, he saw the small light bulb the size of a volleyball, thinking that his memory was confused.

"It eats a lot and grows fast." Di Ling lightly stated that Chu Han couldn't doubt it because he was too serious.

"Have you had breakfast?" Chu Han asked.

"Eat." Di Ling tied the safety bag, and put the small light bulb on his lap.

Chu Han took out a bag of snacks and gave him, "I believe you can eat it."

"Thank you." Di Ling never refused food. As soon as he took the bag, the little light bulb couldn't wait to stand up, grab the bag and probe in, and accidentally fell into the bag.

Black sesame-flavored glutinous rice dumplings lay on their backs among a pile of snacks, staring at Di Ling with wet eyes, "Aww?"

Di Ling's thought of burying his stomach began to stir again, but since Chu Han was here, he could only hold back, and quietly reached out to touch it to relieve the itching in his heart.

Little Bulb spread out its soft belly and rubbed it freely, and its little tail kept wagging happily.

Di Ling was very satisfied, and decided to go home and reward Little Light Bulb with a pot of milk.

Half an hour later, Di Ling and Chu Han got out of the car, and Di Ling was carrying the small light bulb sitting in the bag. He looked around curiously with his small dark head, and his watery eyes rolled around.

"Your uncle's family is quite rich." Di Ling stood in front of the single-family villa, holding a small light bulb, and looked up at the door. There was not only a fountain in front of the house, but also a garden maze beside it.

"My uncle is a coal boss. He is very courageous. He traveled all over the world in his early years and became rich by doing coal mine business. You know that the upper class doesn't look down on upstarts, so my uncle and aunt pay great attention to the education of my cousins. My cousin likes art, so I specially sent him to study abroad." Chu Han explained.

Di Ling nodded slightly, the two were talking, a middle-aged woman came out from the house and opened the door, "Xiao Han, come in quickly, this is your friend, right? He is so handsome, he looks like a painting."

"Aunt Lu, this is my friend Di Ling." Chu Han introduced, and said to Di Ling, "This is Aunt Lu. Aunt Lu's cooking is very delicious. You must try it at noon."

Aunt Lu was praised by Chu Han with a smile all over her face, and said to the two of them, "Come in."

Chu Han didn't tell his uncle and aunt that he invited Di Ling to exorcise his cousin. After all, the two of them had just been deceived by a fake Taoist priest. So good-looking, they probably wouldn't believe him if he said he would exorcise uncle, but it made it difficult for Di Ling to do it.

"Aunt, isn't uncle at home?" After Chu Han entered the room, he saw his aunt sitting alone in the living room.

The aunt rubbed her brows and said with a weary look: "The company has something to do with him, your uncle has gone to the company."

Chu Han nodded, and introduced to his aunt: "Auntie, this is my friend Di Ling. He is very good at drawing. My cousin has always said that he wants to meet him, but unfortunately I missed it several times."

Hearing what Chu Han said, even if my aunt doesn't want people to disturb Li Jixue's cultivation, but it's not easy to refuse someone who is admired by her son or a friend of her nephew.

"Really, then go upstairs and talk to Ji Xue, he is quite bored at home, I'll make tea for you." My aunt patted the back of Chu Han's hand, then turned to ask Di Ling what to avoid.

"No, it's fine, thank you." Di Ling's attitude was cold, but his behavior was polite and thoughtful, so that no one would feel uncomfortable.

My aunt couldn't help but look at him twice, his words and deeds made it look like he was from an ordinary family.

Li Jixue's room was on the second floor, and Chu Han knocked on the door lightly, "Cousin, are you resting? Can I go in?"

After a while, a weak voice came from inside, "Is it Xiaohan? Come in, the door is unlocked."

Pushing open the door, Di Ling first smelled a filthy smell, sticky on the skin, making people very uncomfortable.

The room was very dim, with only one light source from a desk lamp, and Li Jixue's thin face could be vaguely seen, with sunken eye sockets, chapped lips, and bony bones.

"The sun is out, why don't you open the curtains? What are you doing in such a dark place?" Chu Han strode forward, walked to the window with a few steps, and stretched out his hand to open the curtains.

In an instant, Li Jixue was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and immediately exploded, "Don't! Don't open the curtain!"

His voice was so loud, almost furious, that it made Chu Han tremble with fright.

Li Jixue supported the side of the bed, panting heavily, his thin chest seemed unable to bear his heavy breathing, he was like a mechanical product with aging parts, on the verge of being scrapped, crumbling.

"I don't want to pull it, so don't be so excited." Chu Han calmed down and stepped forward to help Li Jixue back to the bed to lie down. He couldn't believe that Li Jixue's body had deteriorated so quickly.

"Cousin...Cousin, why are you so thin?" Chu Han's eyes were hot, and his nose was sore, he clenched his teeth tightly to prevent tears from falling.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Li Jixue stopped coughing too much, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

His face was flushed from coughing, and the light in his eyes had already dimmed, just like a dying person.

"It's okay." Li Jixue comforted Chu Han after recovering.

Chu Han's shoulders trembled, and he turned his back to wipe his tears. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked, "Where's my cousin?"

Li Jixue's lips were pursed into a straight line, and he leaned against the head of the bed weakly, his voice was as soft as a feather, "We broke up."

"What? How did she..." Li Jixue cut off Chu Han's words before he finished speaking.

"I mentioned it. I don't want to drag her down. She is only 28 years old and has a bright future." Li Jixue realized that his situation was getting worse and worse, so he deliberately found fault with Lin Xinyao and told Lin Xinyao that he felt his mother was right. Not suitable.

Lin Xinyao cried and said that she was willing to apologize to his mother and never quarrel with his mother again, but Li Jixue still resolutely broke up with her.

This incident was caused by Lin Xinyao's cat. If he really died, it would be a hurdle that Lin Xinyao could not overcome in her life. Li Jixue did not want her beloved girl to suffer like that.

Even though he had never been in a relationship, Chu Han understood the deep meaning in his cousin's few words, "By the way, cousin, this is the Di Ling I told you about. He is very good at drawing."

Chu Han hurriedly pushed Di Ling in front of Li Jixue to make the atmosphere easier.

Li Jixue opened his eyes slightly and stared at Di Ling intently. He suddenly smiled with a sentimental smile, "I really want to ask you to be my model."

"Hahaha, that's what I thought the first time I saw Di Ling. He now takes time out every week to come to our studio to be a model. Cousin, get well soon, let's be together then." Chu Han pretended not to see Li Jixue's eyes. The obscurity, pretending to be easy to say.

Li Jixue twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing.

"May I take a look at your wound?" Di Ling, who had been silent all this time, offered to ask.

A flash of surprise flashed in Li Jixue's eyes, and Chu Han hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bandaged arms.

Through the bandage, Di Ling could also see a steady stream of black air escaping.