Chen Wei's heart was shocked and almost couldn't control it.

He realized that he had been here like this for thousands of years, not ignorant, nor was he unwilling to be wronged. Zhao Yunlan's words have never appeared in his dreams. On the one hand, he knew it clearly that it was impossible, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel hope.

Expectations are like a life-threatening spider silk.

He was born because of this man and has come all the way to this day because of this man.

However, the one that can defeat the hardest heart is never the long wind sword, but just a hand that suddenly stretched out halfway through, or the words that said in his ear: "Go home."

For a moment, he wanted to ask why he was the soul-killing envoy? Why can the ants who live and die in the morning and evening come out in pairs under the sunshine, rain and dew, and the birds who sleep in the wind and open can find a place to live among the branches. He was born unparalleled between heaven and earth, but there was no place of size left for him?

Everyone was afraid of him, and he scheming him in a humble way, and even deliberately wanted him to die.

He was born in chaos, violent and fierce, and there were times when he could not suppress his murderous intentions in his heart. He was like a tide of murderous intentions. He wanted to kill all those people without falling to the ground.

But then... no, he silently kept a promise that only he knew. Now, there have been thousands of years of experience and dare not rebel at all, because it was almost the only connection between him and that person.

When Zhao Yunlan saw Chen Wei's eyes turned red, it seemed as if bleeding was about to drip the next moment.

It took a long time before Chen Wei shook his head slowly.

He heard Chen Wei whisper lightly: "I am an ominous person and will hurt you."

Zhao Yunlan frivolously raised the corners of his mouth, and two shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks: "Okay, do you want to try it out if you have strong attack power or if I have thicker blood? Oh, according to your wishes, I should get a lucky cat to get married, cough... don't have to be so heavy, right?"

Chen Wei didn't hear his joke, nor did he plan to continue. He almost bleeded by himself. He finally couldn't help but blurt out: "How can you... how can you force me like this?"

Zhao Yunlan's smile gradually faded, and she turned around and snatched the cigarette in the ashtray.

He felt liked Chen Wei at first sight. He thought he was just a favoritist, but he ignored the innate sense of intimacy and the causes and consequences of the Soul-Slaying Envoy. Before Zhao Yunlan could find out, he could not bear to ask him.

Because he always felt that Chen Wei felt a lot of pain in his heart, otherwise why would he feel so much chill every time he appeared in a black robe?

Isn't he cold?

"I'm sorry." Zhao Yunlan was silent for a while, gently spread Chen Wei's fingers and sucked in the palm of his hand. Then he leaned over and kissed him gently, throwing the extremely expensive house aside.

Chen Wei closed his eyes and felt very shameless.

Why don’t you hide farther? Why don’t you stay honestly in the underworld? Even if Zhao Yunlan lives for ten lives, the two of them will definitely not be able to meet. The other party may not know that there is such a person as him, but he just can’t help it and can’t stand it.

He thought he was like a shameless bitch, deliberately standing in the street with a trick. When others came, he wanted to show off his face as if he wanted to refuse.

He had always hated his heart, and it was so strong that it was extremely strong.

Zhao Yunlan lay down on the bed and gently rubbed his temples. At this time, he said softly: "I have other things, but most of you may not look down on me. Only this is true... If you don't continue, then forget it."

This sentence was like a stone hitting Chen Wei's heart. He remembered that there was a person in his ear a few years ago. He sighed casually, and said in a rare voice: "I am rich in famous mountains and rivers in the world. It's nothing strange to think of it. It's just a pile of rotten stones, wild rivers, all over his body. Perhaps only these few can really be sold on a scale and two pounds. Do you want it? Take it."

Just like the past, it is vivid in my mind.

He suddenly hugged Zhao Yunlan, as if he had used all his strength to pinch his bones and buckled them, burying his head on his neck.

When a bold person feels depressed, he always cries loudly or whistles to the sky.

Chen Wei just crossed Zhao Yunlan's shoulder and bit his wrist. He didn't know how cruel he had put down his wrist. He immediately covered his wrist with blood, and the wound was almost boned.

But he still didn't seem to feel the pain.

Ten thousand feet of Netherworld was pressing on his body, and he couldn't shed tears, but the pain was so extreme that he probably had to bleed.

Zhao Yunlan smelled the bloody smell and immediately felt something was wrong: "Chen Wei! What are you doing! Let go!"

Chen Wei only buckled him tighter.

A person's life is only a few decades, and it passes in a flash, as if it is a glimpse of light. Chen Wei suddenly thought, isn't he worthy of even such a little time in the gap?

"Chen Wei!" When Chen Wei shook his mind, Zhao Yunlan finally struggled to turn away his hand and sat up suddenly. He found that his bed sheets had been dyed red. He immediately became angry and almost cursed Chen Wei as Guo Changcheng, "Is there any trick in your brain?! I am just a damn Zhu Bajie, and I didn't force the robbery in broad daylight. Did you shake your head and say what did I say? Did I say anything? As for what you just splattered blood three feet away?!"

Then, he wanted to jump up irritably and go through his home medicine box, but Chen Wei suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"I caught it."

Zhao Yunlan heard Chen Wei say this softly.

Zhao Yunlan was stunned for a moment, but Chen Wei smiled, and continued in an almost calm tone that was very different from what was just now, "I'll catch it. I will never let go of you forever, life and death, life and death for the rest of your life. Even if you are annoyed, tired of it one day, and want to leave, I will never let you go. Even if you are strangled, you will strangle you to death in my arms."

Zhao Yunlan: “…”

He blinked and seemed to understand Chen Wei's meaning.

Until this moment, he finally smelled a trace of something belonging to the Soul-Slaying Envoy from this man-like "Teacher Shen".

Then Zhao Yunlan did not make any comments on his sweet and cruel words. He just dragged out a medical box from under the bed without saying a word, pulled out a disinfectant wipe, sat on the edge of the bed with a frown, pulled up Chen Wei's bloody wrists, wiped away the blood stains that were as cold as the master, and started gently, but the words said were not very nice. After a long time, Zhao Yunlan sighed and commented: "You are so fucked."

After finishing, Zhao Yunlan was probably very tired. The special investigation department had so many things that were neither human nor ghost, and could not count on any of them. He always had no time to relax. He seemed to be born with a hard work and was born with a hard work. He had experienced such hard work that night. After changing the bloody bed sheets, he almost didn't even have the mood of showing off his lust. He fell head on the bed, and in just a moment, his breathing was stable.

This time he really fell asleep.

Chen Wei raised his hand and looked at his tightly wrapped wrist, gently lifted the quilt on the other side, and slowly lay on the other half of the bed left by Zhao Yunlan for him with a gentle movement that almost held his breath.

He opened his palm, held Zhao Yunlan's hand, then closed his eyes and pressed it against his chest.

Chen Wei didn't expect that one day he could sleep all night. He had never been sympathized with the Black Sweet Village and almost never knew what it meant to have no dreams all night.

This was a long-lost happiness for him.

Chen Wei was awakened by the strange smell coming from the kitchen the next morning. After waking up, he was stunned for half a minute before he remembered where he was. He looked down at the "evidence" on his wrist. Chen Wei's face, which always seemed a little pale, almost immediately became a thin layer of red.

Look at what he did and said the night before!

It's really...unbearable to look back.

At this time, someone said vaguely: "It's early."

As soon as Chen Wei looked up, he saw Zhao Yunlan holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, holding a plastic board that he found from somewhere. The plastic board was about one meter long and had a row of grooves on it, totaling five. Each groove just could hold a large bowl or a medium-sized plate.

In five locations, if there are not many people, the standard four dishes and one soup can be served at once.

...I don’t know who it was, but how lazy I was to invent such a magical object.

There were also divine objects on the tray, and a whole row of barrel instant noodles were placed on the tray, mixing a very indescribable smell, and they were still smoking one by one.

Chen Wei: "..."

I saw Zhao Yunlan sitting on the sofa with a big golden knife, saying like a guide: "The first one on the left is braised beef noodles soaked in boiling water, the second on the left is old sauerkraut noodles soaked in hot milk, the middle is the mushroom stewed chicken noodles with hot water and a piece of butter thrown in the microwave, and the second on the right is seafood noodles. I think it is a bit light, so I added a spoonful of sweet noodles sauce, and the first on the right is bacon butter noodles soaked in hot coffee... This should be good. Which one do you like to eat, choose yourself."

After saying that, he finally felt embarrassed: "That... I don't know how to do anything else. You finally came here and it's really not very good to make two bowls of instant noodles."

So he soaked five bowls... How generous?

Chen Wei's eyes swept across the five steaming barrel surfaces, and he couldn't understand why he hadn't poisoned himself to death.

Fortunately, even if the things he made were a bowl of arsenic, Chen Wei was willing to eat them without changing his color. However, Teacher Shen finally chose the most appropriate bowl and finally reminded him in a circle: "These fried foods are not good for the health, so eat less."

Zhao Yunlan admitted frankly: "I'm poor recently. I can't get the year-end bonus again. I'm about to go to my dad's begging."

He said this, and quickly glanced at Chen Wei, and said one word that made him feel blessed to his mouth. Zhao Yunlan blurted out with a smile: "Please keep him, he will warm the bed."

Chen Wei was choked by a slightly spicy soup, turned his head and coughed violently.

Zhao Yunlan smiled "hehe" and mentioned casually: "It's almost the end of the year, and the time for merits to return to the world is here again. Recently, there are more thieves on earth, and the demon clan and ghost cultivators are holding Buddhas one by one."

Chen Wei sat upright and wiped his mouth slowly, saying slowly: "What is intentional is just superficial cause and effect. How can merit be achieved so easily?"

"Well," Zhao Yunlan looked like a person with a sense of taste failure, drinking his peerless magical object mixed with coffee soup and instant noodles soup. "Don't say it, there is really someone who committed crimes against the wind."

The four saints are headed by the sundial, followed by the mountain and river cone, and the third is the merit pen. Now the first two have appeared in the world, and Chen Wei is inevitably allergic to the word "merit".

But he was about to ask, when the phone that Zhao Yunlan threw aside rang.

Zhao Yunlan hurriedly put down the instant noodle bucket and looked at the caller ID: "I can't help but mutter, it's coming again."

In just one night, two more went in from the hospital.

The symptoms are still the same, no disaster, no illness, no trauma, just rolling around with your legs in your arms. The family called the police at 5 a.m. and dug out the comrades in the branch who were temporarily in charge of the case from the bed.

The impact of poisoning on social security is very bad. Seeing that the incident is getting worse, it is a critical period for maintaining stability at the end of the year. The relevant leaders of the branch were at a loss and had to harass Zhao Yunlan as if they were urged to death.

Chu Shuzhi and the others have now basically concluded that the case will be returned to the Special Investigation Office sooner or later. When they go to work in the morning, they will submit the report, so it is not easy for Zhao Yunlan to directly push it.
Chapter completed!