The black-haired boy swung his fist with the wind, Ji Duan avoided the sharp claw raised by the opponent, and his brows began to wrinkle unconsciously.

"Hey! Attacking others for no reason, don't you know it's dangerous?" Ji Duan turned sideways to avoid the boy's attack again, and Ji Duan was a little annoyed, "Why are you still the same?"

The big hand grabbed the boy's neck firmly and firmly, he restrained the boy's movements like lifting a cat's neck, and picked him up.

"Let me go!" The boy, who is less than 1.5 meters tall, is naturally no match for an adult. He kicked in the air with his teeth bared, and almost kicked Ji Duan in the face several times when he was naked.

Ji Duan stretched his arms as far as possible, and he looked up and down the black-haired boy in his hand: "Are you Chiu? Why did you suddenly become like this?"

"It's none of your business! Let me go!" The boy's neck was restrained, and his whole body was weakening. Seeing that the resistance was fruitless, he shook his body and turned his head to bite Ji Duan's arm.

There was a cool suction in his ears, and Ji Duan instinctively shook his hands almost at the same time. He watched the black-haired boy turn over in the air with inertia, and finally landed firmly on the ground not far from him. place.

"As I said before, stay away from Xie Jin!" The boy's black hair was fluffed up, making him look like a black cat with a blown hair. He quietly stood in front of Xie Jin's bed, using that to treat his mortal enemy Staring at Ji Duan and Wen Liang.

Ji Duan was inexplicably hated by the young man, but Wen Liang looked rather interested. He narrowed his eyes and pointed in the direction of the young man: "This is the black lion just now? Is it Xie Jin's cat?"

"You call that thing a cat?" Ji Duan felt that Wen Liang's mind was a little out of order. He looked at the boy's distorted face due to anger, and asked a little strangely, "But, what the hell are you?"

The two people in front of them answered irrelevant questions, the black-haired boy became more angry, and his voice changed a bit: "You brought Xie Jin to this kind of place without authorization, let's see what he looks like now!"

The commotion on their side did not wake Xie Jin up, he lay quietly under the quilt with his brows furrowed, as if trapped in a dream of disaster.

"What's wrong with Xie Jin?" Ji Duan caught the key point of the young man's words, he was keenly aware that the young man in front of him who knew Xie Jin before him should know something else.

The anger on the face of the boy who turned into a human was still there, and there was a sarcasm smile on the corner of his mouth: "Look, you don't know anything, and you just take him around casually, and you never take Xie Jin's feelings into consideration. "

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't help turning his face when he is provoked by this kind of cynicism, not to mention Ji Duan, who has always been mean to others.

He had tried his best to resist the urge to step forward and beat up the brat, but his voice became uncontrollably cold: "If he doesn't say anything, what can I know just by guessing?"

"Hello." He was calling the black-haired boy, "So you know Xie Jin very well? I really don't know what happened to him in the past, so that a good big man became what he is now, so what do you know?"

The young man fell into a brief silence. He hated Ji Duan, the living soul who forcibly stayed by Xie Jin's side, and also hated the Taoist priest next to him whose origin was unknown and exuded a strange aura.

But when he was hiding in Jikou's pocket just now, he heard Xie Jin's heart-piercing vomiting. The demon that he had been trying to resolve for two years had been bothering him from the beginning to the end.

"Okay." The boy glanced at the two people in front of him, and sat down on the bed where Xie Jin was.

"But let me tell you in advance, don't tell Xie Jin what I'm telling you, it will arouse his emotions, so you must not ask him." The young man touched Xie Jin's face lightly with his fingertips, just like when he was a black cat Xie Jin caressed him like that.

"I hated you from the very beginning, but who made Xie Jin want to keep you by my side." He cleared his throat and said loudly, "I don't need to introduce myself, do I?"

Ji Duan ignored the young man's provocation, he sat on the same bed with Ji Duan for the first time, "You first make it clear what the hell you are."

"Tch." The black-haired boy was stopped by Ji Duan with a single sentence before he finished speaking, and he was a little embarrassed, "Just say it, if it's not that you can't beat that Taoist..."

"It's okay to introduce." Wen Liang also sat on his bed, he took out half of the leftover steamed bun from somewhere in his hand, and suddenly interjected.

The black-haired boy fell silent for a moment. He provoked Ji Duan, but he remained vigilant against the white-haired Taoist priest in front of him.

"I, I was a stray cat before I was alive. I was tortured and abandoned. After death, I have been wandering around the world because of my obsession. I kept devouring ghosts weaker than myself. I am much stronger than before, but I am still afraid and hate. with humans."

The black-haired boy is not very good at hiding his emotions. His face is full of fear and hatred, as if human beings are more terrifying than ghosts.

"I hid in a place where a sadist kept stray cats, waiting for an opportunity to kill him. It was there that I met Xie Jin, the person who changed my opinion."

The madness on the young man's face disappeared after mentioning Xie Jin. This name was like the sunshine that could dissolve his cold heart and gave him new strength.

"Xie Jin saved those cats, and he turned the perverted sadist into the police station. He has a pair of special eyes. Even if I am not what I used to be, he can see through my soul and see the scarred cat from before. stray cat."

"Stop, wait." Ji Duan frowned, listening to the boy's story, he felt more and more that something was wrong, "The person you're talking about is really Xie Jin?"

Xie Jin in this story sounds like someone who can wrestle with a perverted sadist, but this image can't be connected with Xie Jin on the bed anyway.

Today's Xie Jin is like a broken leaf trembling in the strong wind, struggling and shrinking. There seems to be many secrets hidden behind the miserable life of this extremely fragile man.

"Of course!" The young man was a little dissatisfied and Ji Duan interrupted himself, "How long have you known Xie Jin, but I have been by his side for six full years!"

"So what did he go through during these six years? That he became what he is now." Touching Xie Jin's frowning brows with his fingertips, Ji Duan squatted beside Xie Jin's bed at some point, still sinking into a nightmare The man brushed the broken hair between his forehead.

Seeing the hand swing back and forth on Xie Jin's face, the young man didn't dare to have any impulsiveness due to Wen Liang's suppression, so he could only bite his lips with his canine teeth, and said indignantly, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Ji Duan stopped moving. He was surprised to hear the news from the other party, "You didn't know what you said there for a long time? So in the final analysis, you don't know what Xie Jin's heart disease is?"

"I sometimes leave Xie Jin for my own reasons, and I happened to be away when his accident happened." The young man was forced to blurt out by Ji Duan's repeated questions, "When I returned to him, I found something was wrong with him, he seemed to be very emaciated. , and also carried a pile of inexplicable debts, he cut his wrists two years ago and wanted to die!"

"Suicide?" Ji Duan thought of the hideous scar on Xie Jin's wrist, and his long-standing doubts finally colluded, "Why did he...does it have something to do with the disbandment of his spirit detection team?"

Ji Duan's logic is very clear. Compared with a young man who doesn't know what to ask, he guesses the general idea from the other party's expression and answer, "You don't even know this, do you? Then what do you know?"

The young man was completely silent. He drooped his head, and he looked as if he was discouraged: "I don't know Xie Jin's heart disease very well. It probably has something to do with his team. During that time, there was a lot of quarrels on the Internet, and everyone said that Xie Jin A murderer."

"There are quite a few people who say this now." Ji Duan is often responsible for holding his mobile phone during the live broadcast. He has seen the most vicious barrage of some people in the comment area, "You just said..."

He took Xie Jin's hand out of the quilt. Under the palm with almost no fat, there were ugly scars that could not be washed away by the years.

"You just said that he almost died a few times. I want to know how he survived at that time?"

In the short month that Ji Duan and Xie Jin have been together, he knows that this man has no family to take care of and no friends. Listening to those vicious words in the gloomy and depressing days, he can't imagine how the man himself survived.

"So you don't know anything." The boy knocked off Ji Duan's hand and replaced it by himself. He held the man's wrist with a palm two circles smaller than Ji Duan's, and said softly, "I'll trade my cultivation for him to live. I hope more than anyone else that this person can live a good life."

Frowning again, Ji Duan heard Jiu's inner confession that was almost talking to himself, and the sound of chewing behind him became louder and louder, it was Wen Liang who propped himself up and came over.

"No way."

Wen Liang struggled to swallow the last mouthful of steamed buns, he patted his chest, and it took him a long time to calm down, "It is not impossible to bring a dying person back to life, but this is not something ordinary cats or dogs can do after death, so There are two possibilities."

He pointed at the black-haired boy, who was also looking at him, "First, you are hiding your identity, including what you said about saving Xie Jin with your cultivation is also lying."

"I didn't! I didn't..." The boy didn't dare to refute loudly, so he could only hold on to the quilt on Xie Jin, secretly aggrieved for himself.

"Second." Wen Liang looked at the young man's expression and touched his chin, "It is said that there is a mythical beast called Suan Ni, which looks like a lion. It usually likes to be quiet and not to move. I have seen your black lion in the form of a lion. Saying that you are the undead of a stray cat, I think you are like this kind of legendary beast, but your blood seems not too pure."

The black-haired boy was sitting by the bed, already stunned. He stared blankly at Wen Liang, feeling at a loss about his life experience for the first time.

"He's a beast? What kind of skewer is that suan?" Ji Duan took the opportunity to pinch the boy's fleshy face, but he didn't get any resistance for the first time. "I said that it didn't sound right just now. This little guy can How could it be a cat that turned into a lion?"

"Maybe it's the product of Suan Ni and some big cat, anyway, I don't think it's a cat." Wen Liang waved his hand, lay back on his back and fell back on the bed, "Another person who doesn't remember his life experience, you two are amazing resemblance."

Ji Duan felt a little complicated. He had experienced this kind of thing before. Looking at the young man sitting beside Xie Jin, thinking about it, he suddenly felt that this little thing was not so annoying.

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