The wall is perfect

Ji Manzhai let Du Cheng do it, just to wait for the moment when Zhou Gehai's heart demon relaxes. Du Cheng did not disappoint him. He is no longer that reckless little monster who doesn't understand anything. He knows what can be done. , What is wrong again, this kind of Du Cheng can't be said to make Ji Manzhai happy or disappointed. He wants to see him get better, but he also deeply understands how Du Cheng has been hurt behind these changes.

After Ouyang Yu's figure disappeared, Zhou Gehai's mood calmed down a little.

Ji Manzhai's question made his thoughts dull for a moment. At this point, it was meaningless to conceal it, but Zhou Gehai had no memory of this at all in his mind.

Zhou Gehai's dazed expression gave Ji Manzhai the answer.

Not only is there no free lunch in the world, but the pies that fall from the sky are more likely to be tainted with poison.

Stealing other people's evil energy will make the user go crazy, and eventually lead to a big mistake.

"I..." Zhou Gehai's brain became dazed, as if he had been touched in an unknown forbidden zone. His eyes were slack, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and his head fell back slightly. Du Cheng saw Zhou Gehai's neck with sharp eyes. There was light, he subconsciously grabbed Ji Manzhai, "Be careful—"

Almost at the same time, Ji Manzhai took off his coat and put it on Du Cheng.

In the short second when the clothes fell to be completely covered, the white robe and black hair flashed past Du Cheng's eyes, and the heartache was fleeting. The black suit firmly isolated him from the world.

There was no sound, only the smell of Ji Manzhai.

There is also a faint and clear aroma of wine, which is the smell from the bottle of wine on the stone table.

"never mind."

The clothes on top of his head were removed, Du Cheng raised his face, Zhou Gehai's appearance surprised him, his face and neck were bound by golden charms, it was not like a prison, but more like a protection, just like But without this golden charm, Zhou Gehai's head would fall off his neck.

"Stay or go?" Ji Manzhai said flatly.

Du Cheng pointed at Zhou Gehai, "This is him?"

"Seal," Ji Manzhai said succinctly. He stepped forward and mentioned Zhou Gehai who was bound by the spell. "The person who taught him sorcery forbids him to reveal his information."

"Did magic make him go bad?" Du Cheng asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Yes," Ji Manzhai stroked Du Cheng's hair lightly, "He wouldn't have done this in the first place."

Ji Manzhai took Zhou Gehai away.

When Ouyang Yu woke up, the ward was full of excitement and fireworks, as if everything was just a dream.

"drink water?"

Ouyang Yu followed the prestige, it was indeed not a dream.

"No need," Ouyang Yu's voice became hoarse. He pressed his hands on the hospital bed and wanted to get up. Feeling the weakness behind his lower body, he was stunned for a moment and then smiled clearly, "I want to know how you will punish him."

"It's none of your business."

Ouyang Yu smiled wryly, he raised his withered hands, he lost a lot of weight during the hospitalization, "Son, I'm really sorry."

Du Cheng didn't take his hand, "I can't forgive him for him."

"Live well," Du Cheng said, "you have sacrificed so much to live until now, so you should live well, and the longer you live, the better."

Du Cheng thought he couldn't do it if he just vented his anger on an ignorant person like this. It would be just to vent his emotions, and it would be meaningless at all.

For Ouyang Yu, it might be better to be a cripple with paralyzed legs, suffering for a while, but able to live openly and honestly, rather than living alone with a sense of guilt.

When fate wants to play tricks on a person, it never says hello or makes a choice.

"Wait..." Ouyang Yu called to Du Cheng who was about to leave, his chest heaved a few times with difficulty, "May I know his name?"

"No," Du Cheng said with a cold face, a little angry, "From your human point of view, he is a murderer, and a murderer does not deserve to leave a name."

Ouyang Yu looked at Du Cheng tenderly. Du Cheng looked like a boy and a young man, just about to grow up. His tone was gentle, and there was sadness hidden in his calm expression, "He is for me, the least in this world I should remember him, child, and I will help him pay for his sins."

"Repay? How to repay?" Du Cheng raised his voice slightly. Considering that there are still many mortals in the ward here, he still suppressed his voice, "I've already said that they have no chance!"

"I'm sorry," Ouyang Yu apologized again. Du Cheng turned his head and looked like he didn't want to hear it. Ouyang Yu said gently, "At least I can try my best to fulfill their unfulfilled wishes and continue the good things they once had."

"The good old days...?"

"Your friend, it is a crow that is very friendly and majestic. Please tell me the characteristics of its appearance. I can't see it clearly in it. Tell me what it looks like. I have A friend has been worrying about how to create a modern and breakthrough animation image, I think a crow that values ​​friends and is majestic will definitely be loved by children, what do you think?"

Du Cheng's nose was sore, he lowered his head, "His wings are very long, like an eagle..."

Summer seems to be coming to an end, and the cicadas outside the window become quieter. The old man quietly listened to the life of a crow as proud and clever as an eagle. The demon is freer and happier, he knows everything, no one in his territory dares not to buy him, he is simply an omnipotent crow...

When Du Cheng came out of the hospital building, the sky had gradually turned dark, and the clouds in the sky were stained with smoky colors, which was very similar to the day when he left arrogantly.

At the entrance of the hospital, the black suit didn't have any wrinkles. The man had an extremely low presence in the rushing crowd. He raised his hat and looked at Du Cheng, "Ice cream, what flavor do you want?"

The types of ice cream in the freezer were completely beyond Ji Manzhai's expectations.

The packaging was too fancy, and the name was so strange that Ji Manzhai was completely stumped.

Du Cheng lowered his head, his eyes flicked through the ice cream in the freezer, and finally picked out a vanilla-flavored one. The price was not low, and there was a picture on it for comparison. This ice cream was ten yuan, "I want this."

"Yes," Ji Manzhai glanced at the freezer, "Only this?"

Du Cheng nodded, "One is fine."

When paying the bill, Du Cheng stopped Ji Manzhai from taking out the money, and Du Cheng took out a ten-yuan note from his pocket.

This banknote has been with him for a long time.

What started out as a token of friendship should be over by now.

There was a high stool in front of the window of the convenience store. Du Cheng and Ji Manzhai sat side by side. The ice cream was sweet and melted in the mouth, bringing a rare coolness to the sweltering weather.

No wonder mothers use ice cream to soothe their crying children.

Du Cheng lowered his head and smiled slightly.

"Ouyang Yu said that he would create a cartoon for Xiong Jiu, do you know about the cartoon?"

Ji Manzhai looked softly at Du Cheng who was sipping ice cream, "I know."

"I'm not a star, but he may become a big star." Du Cheng raised his face, "It seems to be pretty good."

Ji Manzhai reached out his hand, but Du Cheng dodged cleverly, avoiding Ji Manzhai's extended hand.

Ji Manzhai was taken aback, Du Cheng patted Ji Manzhai on the shoulder in turn, and said heartily, "Do you want ice cream? I still have money in my WeChat."

Ji Manzhai declined the proposal, Du Cheng ate the last bite of ice cream, walked out of the convenience store, and stretched in the sunset.

"Ji Manzhai," Du Cheng said briskly, "I don't seem to be so scared anymore."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid I'm Qu Shang," Du Cheng said nonchalantly, "But it doesn't matter now, I have to live more calmly and confidently."

Fear of hands and feet, fear of this, fear of that, what is the point of living?Xiong Jiu Jiu is so handsome, he can't lose.

Du Cheng looked at Ji Manzhai and grinned generously, "Don't be too nice to me, I will blame Qu Shang for everything. You are kind to Qu Shang, not me, so I won't be grateful, let alone moved .”

After hearing what he said, Ji Manzhai raised his hand and pressed his hat, "No."

"Not what?" Du Cheng asked.

Ji Manzhai stepped forward, "Zhou Gehai needs someone to take care of it, who do you think is competent?"

"This, Bai Piaopiao definitely can't do it, she loves to play too much... wait, Ji Manzhai, are you changing the subject, please answer directly, what did you just say? Is it because I am not Qu Shang, or are you talking to me?" Is it because I am Qu Shang?"

"I might put Zhou Gehai in my office, don't you mind?"

"Excuse me, by the way, speaking of the office, what does that peach tree outside your office have to do with me?"

"It's ok."

"Look, you admitted it, you were talking nonsense before, weren't you? Lied to me that Quzun is a peach tree..."

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Ji Manzhai, it's really too blunt for you to change the subject like this."

"Beef, can you?"

"...I want to eat roast chicken."

"Ah."

The voice of talking floated in the air, and the tall man shuttled through the crowd. He himself was inconspicuous, bleak and lonely in the vast crowd, but beside him was a beautiful young man. At any time on the road, he always has a cheerful and lively expression, which constantly attracts the glances of passers-by, and the man in black beside him also has a bright color inadvertently.

Zhou Gehai was placed in a large tank in the office.

The pitch-black jar, thank God said it was an ink jar, used by Ji Manzhai for painting.

"He paints?"

Du Cheng asked curiously.

"Before you came, he drew almost every day." Xie Tiandi squatted in front of the tank to sell his teammates.

Du Cheng: "After I came, he stopped painting."

Xie Tiandi snapped his fingers, "Smart."

"It's not just that he doesn't draw." Xie Tiandi sucked the next note, "He hasn't slept recently."

"what?"

Xie Tiandi: "You sleep with him, don't you know?"

"Then I'll come out in the middle of the night to find something to eat, my good fellow. The kitchen is dark, and such a big Ji Manzhai is sitting in it drinking, which scares me to the point of stomach cramps."

"He just didn't eat before, but now he doesn't sleep anymore. I think he will soon become a fairy if he continues like this... Oh, yes, flies are no longer meat, no, the main reason is that the old lady is very pitiful. You don't know what you've been up to recently, but I went to find out about the situation..."

Du Cheng didn't hear a word of Xie Tiandi's rambling voice.

A picture suddenly flashed back in his mind.

It seemed that he was complaining about Ji Manzhai, complaining that after Ji Manzhai fell asleep, Ji Manzhai in white would come out and hurt him.

So... Ji Manzhai won't sleep?

Du Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Is he used to it?"

Thank goodness: "?"