Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

very good.Yan Yang is not at home.

The cushions on the sofa stand in a fixed position, all the garbage bags are new, there are no dishes to be washed in the sink, no annoying water stains on the operating table, and there are neatly piled up in the refrigerator Three layers of beer.

The feeling that things are going their own way is really great.

"boom".

Chu Yao opened a can of beer and sat quietly at the dining table.

Then I saw the postcard with a sketch on one side in the middle of the table.

After not seeing him for a few days, Elder Tu had a new injury.

A white leather outfit exudes an eye-catching air of coquettishness from afar. If you don't look carefully, you may think the gauze wrapped around your left hand is some kind of unique accessory.

"Where's Zeus?"

"Yo, I thought you were missing me." Elder Tu was not happy, so he simply stretched out the tray in front of Chu Yao and beckoned him to take it himself.

Chu Yao complied.It's just that he still looks like he deserves a beating: "I have an urgent matter with him."

Elder Tu giggled: "Urgent matter? I don't believe it. Maybe it's Yan Yang who annoys you again?"

"...It's not him." Chu Yao couldn't be happy at all, looked at Elder Tu, and thought it would be better to ask her about it, "I want to ask you something, did the bald man who sat at the bar come again later?" ?”

"Walk with you later?"

"Correct."

"No."

"Really not?"

"No." Elder Tu was a little impatient when he saw that he was still dubious, "Do you think that person is the type who often comes to clubs?"

"...I just asked."

"Why are you... jittery today." Elder Tu stared at him for a long time before he remembered such an adjective, "If you don't believe me, just try it."

Looking at Elder Tu's beautiful one-eyed eye, Chu Yao hesitated.

Originally, I wanted to find that bald man again, and try to see if the hypnotism I had always believed in was still there.

But I was afraid again.

Even though he knew that he could find reasons such as poor health to explain the phenomenon of skill degradation, he was unwilling to accept this reality anyway.

Elder Tu also felt that this person who was usually decisive and indifferent today was extremely abnormal.

"What happened?"

Chu Yao took his hand out of Elder Tu's hand, touched it for a long time, and then took out the postcard from his pocket:

"Han Que is coming back."

Elder Tu took the card and saw that on the back of the sketch was the gorgeous font "Wait for me to come back" written with a signature pen, and of course, Han Qun's signature.

Seeing Chu Yao hugging his head sadly, Elder Tu couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

124.

Night Line 3.

Four Chongshan.

This journey, Chu Yao has never felt so long.

Han Que still remembered him.He could not be forgotten.

They have to go on.be friends.be a lover.Make each other's unknown fetters.

Although everything about Han Que was pleasing to the eye, it didn't mean that he would grow old forever.

He didn't understand why Elder Tu always appeared with new wounds before healed, but the lonely practice for thousands of years made him know how to take some things lightly.

The mountain was thick and gloomy with fog, but the lingering green smoke was not visible on the familiar tombstone.

Spotted is not there.Xin is not there either.

"Xi, I know you're here."

Chu Yao took out the tissue from the bar just now from his pocket, folded a white flower in twos and placed it on the tombstone.

"Han Que still remembers me. I tried my best to hope that he would forget me when he left. But—don't say I'm making a fuss over a molehill, because I've never missed it...but this time, this time, he still remembers."

Chu Yao took a deep breath so that her tone would not tremble so pitifully.

"Xi. Say something."

The white paper flower was blown to the ground by a gust of wind, turned around with the wind, and turned to one side again.

"You... Didn't you say you wanted to see me last time? Here I am."

Tombstones are still just cold stones.

Chu Yao leaned against the tombstone and sat down dejectedly: "...It can't be said that he has never missed a hand. Hypnosis doesn't work with Yan Yang..."

"I don't believe I'm physically weak to this extent."

The fog was so thick that even the tombstone ten paces away could not be seen.In the huge woods, Chu Yao was still the only one talking to himself.

"Bansu wouldn't let me try it on him, and laughed at me for being so good."

"Elder Tu asked me to try... There are many people who can try...but I dare not."

"...Actually, I should have been mentally prepared a long time ago, starting from the day Yan Yang appeared."

"Xi, do you know? I used to think that the longer I live, the more fearless I will be, but today I realize that the fearless are only things I have always believed in, and once those things change..."

"Everything is suspect, isn't it?"

Chu Yao woke up with a start, seeing the familiar green smoke again, she was overjoyed: "You are finally willing to come out."

The green smoke scattered into a circle and quickly merged into the thick fog.

"You made me fall asleep."

"Sorry. But I want to hear your opinion."

"Heh. It's only at this time that I think of me." It was Xi's signature dissatisfied tone again.

When Chu Yao came home, the light in the living room was on.

He knew that Yan Yang was back.

Clean pajamas, and clean hair, when he entered the house, he greeted him with a silly smile.Chu Yao suddenly felt that this guy was not as inconspicuous as before, as if... a little cute.

Ban Su texted him back, saying that he had gone to eat elsewhere at night and his phone was out of battery.

Xi said he was neurotic.But a postcard from overseas is so neurotic, how to survive the catastrophe ahead?

Chu Yao seemed to have forgotten about it unconsciously.

Xi finally left four words for him "let it be".

The meaning is probably to tell him not to be serious about some changes around him.

But Chu Yao felt that it couldn't be done. He wouldn't care about other people's affairs, but once he had some inferences about his own affairs, he couldn't stop caring.

For example, did the stolen hypnotism really go to Yan Yang?

what's next?Chu Yao couldn't imagine it.He always thought that only he could pose a threat to others of his kind.

The old-fashioned stereotypes are really harmful.

Lying on the bed, unable to calm down, Chu Yao took out the postcard again to look at it. The sketch was a cat walking on the roof, with the sun on the horizon behind him, but he couldn't tell whether it was the rising sun or the setting sun; The smoke coming out, the beautiful clouds like fish scales, or the planes shuttle in the clouds, all seem to have nothing to do with this gray and white cat.

Because in front of the cat, there is a sparrow resting.

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