In the shell of Tuo Zong, I am doing live broadcasts in the world of Ke Xue

Seeing Ye Huaijin like this, the gangster became even more angry. He swung the iron rod in his hand, and the iron rod made a deep white mark on the ground: "Boy, you are not very old, but your tone is not small."

"But it doesn't matter, I have beaten people like you [-] times if not [-] times, I will send you to hell!"

The gangster swung the iron rod and threw it at Ye Huaijin, but Ye Huaijin didn't retreat at all. He tilted his head to avoid the iron rod that was thrown towards him, and grabbed the gangster's wrist that was passing by his ear.

One fold.

The iron rod fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

In this clumsy voice, the gangster screamed in pain: "You! You broke my hand bone, you deserve to die! Come on! Kill this bastard with me!"

His painful face began to distort, looking at Ye Huaijin, hatred was written on his whole face, he didn't look more ferocious, and after his voice fell, everyone behind him started to move around, staring at Ye Huaijin, It was as if they saw some running meat, and their eyes were full of salivation.

Ye Huaijin was even a little emotional.

Because he hasn't felt this way for a long, long time.

He smiled and let go of the gangster leader's wrist, and the night wind blew his short black hair, revealing his beautiful and passionate eyes, and he said lightly and comfortably like the wind in the sky: "Okay, then you are Do you want to come one by one? Or all together?"

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When did you first start fighting?

Ye Huaijin thought, it should be when he first met his deskmate. At that time, his deskmate was too bad. Ye Huaijin had never met someone as unlucky as his deskmate.

In junior high school, he joined a gang for rebellion. In high school, when he wanted to quit, he was beaten every day, saying that he was treacherous. After being beaten, he collapsed on the place where he was beaten like a salted fish.

Ye Huaijin thought he was weird before, but after getting to know him well, she could only blame him together.

Fighting with that group of people together, they seemed to be desperate when they fought. Ye Huaijin used to think that if there was not a new leader in the end, they might fight from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, until Ye Huaijin took them Conquer.

But even so, Ye Huaijin's close combat ability is still very strong, not only in fighting, but also in keeping calm.

After a vacation, the face at the same table may be bruised and swollen, and his mother will scold him to bow his head and apologize after he goes, but Ye Huaijin will not, his face is spotless, even if he beats his opponent, there will be no traces of it. Obvious skin trauma, of course, what's inside the wound is unknown.

Back in high school, they secretly called Ye Huaijin the King of Hades, and beat you to death. Looking at the gentle, soft and beautiful appearance, which is almost romantic, but the inside may be a pervert, and life has been memorized to the point where it can only be maintained by beating people. Joy of life.

Ye Huaijin didn't think so before, because he felt that he did it to protect his innocent tablemate.

Now I feel really relieved.

When they all fell to the ground and couldn't get up at all, Ye Huaijin reached out and wiped the blood stains on their faces.

It's been too long since he hasn't moved his body, or he has forgotten what kind of life he lived by Fyodor's side, which made him clumsy and dull. Only these dozen people were injured by the other party .

The wound was aching, and the gangsters on the ground were still determined to drag Ye Huaijin to hell, and raised an iron bar to sneak attack him, but Ye Huaijin kicked him down.

Stepping on the gangster's neck, Ye Huaijin asked, "Where is this?"

The gangster was afraid that he would really break his own neck, so he endured the humiliation and said, "It's in Yokohama."

Yokohama?Ye Huaijin thought blankly that he had traveled such a long distance to the city where Edogawa Ranpo and Nakahara Chuya lived.

He bent down and slashed the only gangster who was still awake with a knife in his hand. When he raised his head, he was surprisingly slow. Looking at the gangsters lying on the ground, Ye Huaijin was a little at a loss.

He hugged his coat that was already stained with blood. He was wearing light-colored clothes today. After being stained with blood, he hugged him like a child who had just been bullied.

But Ye Huaijin himself was not conscious, he just felt a little lonely.

Ye Huaijin suddenly didn't want to be separated from Fyodor. Although he said that after separation, he could hold Fyodor's hand and hold Fyodor's sleeve, but he could no longer be with Fyodor all the time. together.

If he is still in the same body as Fyodor, then Ye Huaijin must be able to hear Fyodor's voice now. Although Fyodor doesn't like chatting, whenever Ye Huaijin asks him, He will answer.

Ye Huaijin was coldly surrounded by Ye Huaijin. Ye Huaijin was standing on a strange land, he thought, could he see Fyodor again?

Maybe it was Ye Huaijin's illusion, he always felt that after he finished thinking about this sentence, he heard someone calling his name again.

In the Qingyue tone that belonged to Fyodor, he called his name with a little tenderness.

Ye Huaijin knew that this might be his illusion, but Ye Huaijin still staggered out of the alley with her coat in her arms.

The alley is very dark and deep, but at the junction of the alley and the city, there is a bright light.

Is it the light of street lamps, or the light of small street shops, or the lights and shadows reflected by the flickering lights.

Ye Huaijin couldn't tell, he just stared at the man at the entrance of the alley.

He was wearing the windbreaker Ye Huaijin had chosen for him, with a soft white sweater underneath, his black hair fell on his shoulders, and his grape red pupils were like the deepest moonlight.

Ye Huaijin took a step forward, and he couldn't help but said, "...Tuo?"

The man turned around, revealing a beautiful and elegant side face.

The wind blew his hair a little softly, and he nodded and said, "Yeah."

This is really not an illusion, Ye Huaijin said in a trance: "Am I really dreaming?"

How could Fyodor be here?Was he forced to land in Yokohama too?But Ye Huaijin was in the alley just now, basically Fyodor couldn't see him...

Or the screams of the group of gangsters just now were too loud, so Fyodor heard them.

But how could Fyodor call his name?

Ye Huaijin was thinking wildly, his mind was full of bizarre thoughts, and he even wondered if it might be because he stayed with Fyodor for a long time, so Fyodor could sense his position.

Thinking of this, he thought a little unhappy, since Fyodor can, why can't he sense Fyodor's position?

Fyodor walked up to Ye Huaijin, and he took Ye Huaijin's hand.

The cold fingers were immediately warmed by Ye Huaijin's warm fingers, and they were infected with Ye Huaijin's breath.

Fyodor said: "Does it still feel like a dream?"

Ye Huaijin was shocked by the ice, but felt——

Well, it's more like a dream.

He had never held Fyodor's hand even before, let alone after confessing to Fyodor.

Ye Huaijin never thought that Fyodor would take the initiative to hold his hand, he shook his head in a strange way and said, "It doesn't look like it."

But after holding Fyodor's hand, Ye Huaijin surprisingly didn't want to let go.

He thought, so Fyodor's hands felt this way. He used to think that Fyodor's hands were very beautiful, like jade, cold and silky.

But I always feel that when Fyodor's hand is held together, it is more pleasing to the eye than when Ye Huaijin is in Fyodor's body. It may be because Ye Huaijin did not feel that Fyodor was so beautiful when she was not in her body before. People, so tall, when holding Ye Huaijin's hand, it can wrap Ye Huaijin's hand completely.

Fyodor smiled and said: "That's all right, shall we go home then?"

……

Ye Huaijin said, "Okay."

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Since there was no taxi here, Fyodor suggested that they could take a longer walk.

Ye Huaijin just held Fyodor's hand and walked across the long river bank.

The shadows of the mottled lights fell on their overlapping shadows, Ye Huaijin had a lot to say.

The fox demon's love has already appeared, don't you know that I actually like you?

Since you know that I like you, why do you appear so naturally?

You even said to me, you want to take me home, didn’t you in the past even feel that you didn’t have this concept?

Where is home, the little house we rented?Is that considered home to you...?

Why is it home?

"Are you wondering why?"

When Fyodor's voice sounded unexpectedly, Ye Huaijin blinked subconsciously, thinking that she had said it.

Fyodor looked at him and smiled, and said, "You didn't say it, but it was written on your face, and I read it all."

Ye Huaijin said a little awkwardly: "...then I take it back?"

Fyodor shook his head and said: "I won't allow it."

Ye Huaijin suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. According to common sense, he was the one who confessed, and Fyodor was the one who was confessed by him. No matter how you say it, the one who should be embarrassed is not Fyodor. yes, isn't it?

He felt that it might be because Fyodor had always been rational and calm, so he seemed particularly uneasy when he said it.

But that weird emotion still spread in his heart, and he said: "...What is not allowed?"

Fyodor said: "You are not allowed to take it back."

Ye Huaijin was silent for a while, thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back: "Then, do you want to answer me then?"

Fyodor: "Do you know how I found you?"

To be honest, Ye Huaijin was a little curious, he blinked: "Why?"

The moonlight fell on Fyodor's beautiful face, and there was something soft in his eyes, he said.

"I put a tracker on you."