After kicking the slag attack, he was watched by the boss

Chapter 18 His Secret

As Fu Wenyuan said that, he leaned forward and pressed him up, and the scorching breath like the hot summer wind fell on his face.

Ye Rong didn't know what he was going to do, and even guessed for a moment that Fu Wenyuan was the spirit-absorbing fox ghost and flower demon in the Legend of Zhiguai, who was coming to plot evil against him.

His eyes panicked, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to push the person on him away.

Ye Rong distanced himself from him indiscriminately, huddled in the corner of the bed and looked back sincerely, and said awkwardly: "So I was reading The Book of Songs, it's pretty good, Chinese culture is extensive and profound..."

Although Ye Rong's discomfort was extremely short-lived, he still keenly caught it.

Fu Wenyuan frowned slightly in the blurry darkness, straightened up and adjusted his expression before turning his face to look at Ye Rong again, still smiling, "Rong Rong, come here, come to me."

Ye Rong was so frightened by his smile that his hands and feet became cold, and he swallowed unconsciously. He was so dazed for a moment that he forgot to pretend not to advance but to retreat, and he didn't wake up until his lower back touched the cold bed rail.

Sure enough, Fu Wenyuan slowly suppressed his smile. In the backlight, Ye Rong couldn't see the details of his expression clearly, only knew that he was staring at him non-stop.

He was waiting for himself to speak first, Ye Rong knew that he was always patient.

Ye Rong tightly grasped the quilt at hand, and quickly rubbed the cross-necked mandarin ducks on the quilt with his fingertips, crumpling them in the palm of his hand.

The two looked at each other, and the sound of each other's breathing became heavier.

The sun has set, and the only remaining light has been withdrawn from the window, and the room is silently falling into darkness as if the curtain has been pulled down.

Ye Rong couldn't wait any longer, and he figured it out, anyway, if he stretches his head or shrinks his head, he will be stabbed, so he's afraid of shit.

With a cold voice, he tried his best to make his voice sound tougher, and asked with a straight chest: "Fu Wenyuan, let me ask you, do you... want my life?"

Fu Wenyuan didn't respond, Ye Rong heard the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other in the dark.

A wave of grown man's hormones rushed towards his face, and the heat source suddenly approached, Ye Rong was so frightened that he wanted to jump up, but someone grabbed his wrist tightly.

Ye Rong could not break free and tremblingly said sharply: "Fu Wenyuan, calm down! Don't be impulsive! If you have something to say, let's talk it out, don't be impulsive!"

Fu Wenyuan rubbed the skin on the inside of his wrist, his body temperature was on the high side, Ye Rong felt like a soldering iron was attached to his pulse, and he wanted to imprint his own mark on him.

"Rong Rong, help me take off the ring on my hand, be good and be obedient." He held Ye Rong with his right hand irresistibly, raised his left hand and put it into his hand.

At this moment, Ye Rong really felt that he was the unlucky scholar who strayed into the ruined temple in the ghost story, and the glamorous banshee who came to take her life stood in front of him and asked him to tear off her human skin.

What will be the result of the scholar, Ye Rong wants to know with his toes.

Ye Rong closed his eyes and touched the ring on Fu Wenyuan's hand, not daring to move or refuse.

Fu Wenyuan seemed to be in a good mood, scratching his palm, but the words he said were full of faint threats, "Rong Rong, if you don't help me, you will be punished."

Ye Rong was frightened and angry, he had already peeled off his skin and stomped on his feet hundreds of times in his mind, but he admitted his cowardly with a spineless mouth, "Wen Yuan...don't do this, I won't treat you like this." The secret to tell others..."

Fu Wenyuan seemed to be finally amused by him, couldn't hold back a chuckle, decided enough was enough to stop scaring him, let go of him and tapped his head with his knuckles, and said helplessly, "Rong Rong, you are thinking wildly again."

Ye Rong, who was slammed to the brakes, refuted him almost without hesitation, "Where am I thinking wildly, the person who pushed me has tattoos on his hand, the same as Xie Shan's, you dare to say that is not what you mean? "

After Ye Rong asked, he wanted to slap himself, well, everyone let him go, and he rushed to find death again.

Just as Fu Wenyuan calmed down his mind, he was disturbed by his few words. His expression was stern, and there was a dejected coolness in his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it at last, he grabbed Ye Rong's hand and forced him to peel off his index finger. silver ring.

The scene Ye Rong expected that Fu Wenyuan would turn into a monster did not appear, he just lowered his head, his voice was as if it was squeezed out from between his lips|teeth, "No matter who is in this world, I can watch him die coldly , but only you, Rong Rong, I'm not that cruel to you."

He raised his head, and Ye Rong saw that his originally pure black pupils were ignited with strange scarlet, and the blood was so thick that it couldn't be melted.

It was obviously a scene that should be frightened, but the moment Ye Rong saw these eyes, even his soul screamed and throbbed.

There is endless blood spreading deep in the memory, and it will never be forgotten from generation to generation.

In the memories that don't seem to belong to him, there seems to be a pair of eyes like stars and moons filled with colorful and intense blood, screaming hoarsely in the fire, breaking through the ice from the distant past.

—Don't forget me, please, don't forget me.

——I will find you, go to the poor and fall to the underworld, you can't escape.

——I am willing to live and die for you, as long as you... remember me.

Ye Rong trembled uncontrollably, his head hurt violently, he wanted to grab something, but he only held onto nothingness.

"Rong Rong, don't be afraid, I'm not a monster, and my eyes are not ghost eyes." Fu Wenyuan leaned over to wrap his arms around his arm, leaned over to touch his forehead, thinking that he was afraid, and stroked his back to comfort him , "I can only see when they will die. I have never harmed anyone, let alone you."

"Xie Shan's tattoo is the logo of the mercenary group he used to be in. He is not the only one who has it, and Xie Shan was called here temporarily this morning. Believe me, it is definitely not Xie Shan. I will find the one who hurt you. Human, trust me."

Ye Rong finally broke free from that bout of hysteria, and heard Fu Wenyuan's Arabian Nights with one ear, and said dumbly: "Can you see the date of death of anyone? Then you said that Zhang Shaohui will die within three months because you saw him the date of death?"

Everyone is afraid of death. No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. If he can see the date of someone else's death, then Fu Wenyuan is not just a humanoid countdown timer. The moment he opens his mouth, he is like a thunderbolt of fate.

Fu Wenyuan responded: "That's right, I can't control other people's life and death, Zhang Shaohui...that's his own doing."

After he finished speaking, he shook his head again, and said softly: "I can't see everyone, such as you, I can't see."

Ye Rong let out a cry of surprise, and said in disbelief: "Why? Am I special?"

Fu Wenyuan said "you are very special" as a matter of course and blocked him back.

Ye Rong racked his brains and couldn't think of what was special about him, so he could only agree: "The fortune tellers also said that I am special, and my life is very hard."

Fu Wenyuan lowered his eyes and put the ring back on, and when he looked up again, his eyes were no different from ordinary people, "It's because you are very special to me, probably because I don't want to see you linked to death in my heart, I made a hint to myself Barriers were erected."

He raised his hand and carefully pointed the small words outside the ring at himself, "This is actually not a supernatural ability. Many people with sensitive senses have this ability, just like humans cannot understand animals' advance perception of natural disasters, wind and rain. Lightning, flowers, birds, and insects may all become carriers of information.”

"And I can see the time of their death, because I smell their stench in advance and see their festering skin, but I can't live in the pile of dead people forever, and this ring is my hint, let me use it To distinguish the two worlds."

Ye Rong was stunned when he heard that, Fu Wenyuan's scientific explanation was extravagant but reasonable, completely eliminated his fear of him, and inexplicably added a bit of admiration.

That feels like a scumbag's admiration for a bully, a bully is so powerful, a bully is really not an ordinary person!

Fu Wenyuan was very satisfied with Ye Rong's reaction, so he let go of Ye Rong completely, got up and turned on the bronze lamp standing beside the bed.

When Ye Rong saw the lamp, he couldn't help but turn into a little expert at complaining, and put an LED lamp in the bronze, what's the matter?

Seeing that Ye Rong was distracted, Fu Wenyuan pulled him back with one sentence, "Rong Rong, you've finished solving your problem, now it's time to solve my problem."

Ye Rong crawled out from the corner this time, and sat beside him in a well-behaved manner, with his hands on his knees, his eyes were honest and reliable, "Okay, if you ask, I will know everything, and I will say everything."

Fu Wenyuan was persuasive and seductive, and his words concealed the maddening affection, "I fell in love with someone, but I don't know how to make him fall in love with me too, so I want to ask you, can you help me?" ?”

[The author has something to say: The cp feeling of Fu Wenyuan and Ye Rong's supernatural power is that one remembers the past and the other can see the future.Hahahahaha nonsense]