This Damned Thirst for Survival

Jiang Luo had to sigh, Chi You is really sensitive.

Chi You's words are strange at first. Lian Xue is playing the Chi family's maid. It is not strange that she knows Chi You, but it is strange that she doesn't. But after thinking about it, Jiang Luo understood that Chi You was tentative.

He clearly felt that Lian Xue's expression knew him, but he knew him not like this.

A person in the world in the mirror, still so young, was aware of this level, no wonder everyone said that Chi You was the only genius in the metaphysical world. Jiang Luo also looked at him with admiration, he calmly said: "You are the young master of the Chi family, she is your girl, of course she recognizes you."

"That's right," Chi You smiled, and didn't continue to ask. "There are hawkers selling cigarettes on Marlborough Street."

There were already boxes of cigarettes at the moment, and the young master Chi You was responsible for paying for the most expensive box of cigarettes for Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo could hardly move his eyes when looking at the scenery on the street. The details of the world in the mirror were so realistic that Jiang Luo thought he had crossed again.

Passers-by come and go each have their own appearances and stories, children scurrying in the crowd, and stray dogs hiding in the corner. Newspapers were pasted on the yellowed wall. In addition to shouts and noises, there was also the sound of small songs in the theater.

There are all kinds of smells on the street, fishy smells and odors gather together, and everything is real and lifelike.

The hawker who bought cigarettes gave a pack of matchboxes, Jiang Luo put the things in his pockets, and said to Chi You, "I want to go shopping in this street again."

He looked at everything around him and said in his heart that the person who pulled them into the mirror world must be very familiar with this era.

Perhaps one more thing is that the people behind the scenes are not familiar with the background of the modern world.

Both the Chi family and Chi You exist in the modern context. If the people behind the scenes want them to participate in the story of the Chi family, the modern background is undoubtedly more real and convenient. But the people behind the scenes went around and changed the backgrounds of Chi's family and Chi You to modern times. Such a thankless behavior is probably because the people behind the scenes were unable to make realistic modern details.

Who can meet these conditions at the same time?

Jiang Luo was thinking about it. Raindrops fell from the sky on his forehead. He looked up to the sky, the drizzle changed from sparse to dense, dripping on the dry ground, and then sucked to the ground by the ground, leaving a shallow trace.

It's raining.

The hawker by the side of the road neatly collected things and ran in his arms: "It's raining! Let's let it go!"

Pedestrians hurried in the rain, scattered from east to west. Jiang Luo looked back and saw that they had reached the end of the road unknowingly. They were already far away from the Chi family. They couldn't go back in a short time, unless they wanted to get soaked in the rain.

While thinking about what to do, Jiang Luo was suddenly held by his hand, and Chi You dragged him to the east.

The drizzle rain drops bigger and bigger. When the two of them were getting wet for most of the time, Chi You took Jiang Luo and ran into a four-cornered pavilion.

The misty rain cast a layer of white mist around, and crackling rain sounded from the roof of the pavilion. There was also a pear tree next to the pavilion, and the white petals were knocked down so pitifully that they fell to the ground and mixed with the mud.

Jiang Luo cautiously placed the cigarette case and matches in his arms on the seat. He began to slap the rain on his body, his chest and back were soggy, even his shoes were no exception.

Jiang Luo twisted his hair, and then turned his head to look at Chi You with a smile, "Master Chi, you said that you have been sick for several years and have been intermittently not getting better. But I think you are running at a little speed all the way. It’s not too slow. Just say a mile from here, you didn’t even breathe."

Chi You said in a hurry, "Although my illness does not get better intermittently, but my body is not as bad as that. What's more, the skill is more important in this industry."

"Which line?"

Chi You couldn't help but smile, "Why don't you know anything."

"Our business, of course..." He smiled inexplicably, "God and goddess of ghost hunting."

Jiang Luo looked at him and remembered the three moles on his waist.

The pool in his youth is much easier to deal with than the dangerous and crazy pool in the future. Jiang Luo might take the opportunity to get out the secret of the three moles from him.

Chi You suddenly said: "Tomorrow is the third day you married, you should go back."

He originally thought that Jiang Luo would be very happy. After all, being able to escape from the Chi family, even if only one day, is a rare and good opportunity for ordinary people like Jiang Luo to relax. But Jiang Luo was flat, and even a little indifferent between his eyes, "Is that right."

Chi You became interested, "I will also accompany you to Jiang's house, just to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Jiang Luo ridiculed, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law?"

He sneered and stopped talking.

Soon, the spring rain became much smaller, but there was no sign of its end. Although the gazebo can block the rain, it cannot block the cold wind from all directions. Jiang Luo took advantage of the little rain and said, "Run back while this is going to happen."

Chi You has no objection, "Okay."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Luo ran into the rain first, and without even giving Chi You a buffer, he was already ten meters away.

In the green rain, his back gradually became hazy.

Chi You looked at the rain, and then at the puddles on the ground. Disgust flashed across his face, and he ran out.

He ran into the rain for a long time tomorrow night, but soon chased Jiang Luo behind.

Chi You didn't intend to run in front of Jiang Luo, but followed Jiang Luo, looking at Jiang Luo inquiringly and curiously.

In the beginning, Chi You was simply looking at Jiang Luo's bones and wondering about the strangeness of Jiang Luo. However, the rain gradually wetted Jiang Luo's clothes, and the thin shirt fitted his body. The thin and tight waistline and slender, straight legs became more and more obvious in the running.

His attention was slightly diverted.

The charm of the youth appears vividly and vividly. The charming breath that young people have never understood appears and converges in the heavy rain. It is like a rotten fruit in a corner. No one knows where it is ripe and red, but there is a sweet and greasy smell that sinks in the dark. .

A man's waist, thigh, these are the most ordinary things.

There is no plump lines, nor the softness of fragrant fragrance. But at this time, Weird has a **** charm.

Chi You paused and looked away.

ten minutes later.

The two returned to Chi's house thoroughly wet and walked from the corridor to the room. Jiang Luo and Chi You walked side by side. He tilted his head back, his hands lazily **** dripping black hair from the back of his neck, and suddenly turned his head to look at Chi You, "Why are you looking at me?"

Chi You looked at him, and he seemed to be puzzled.

Jiang Luo felt that Chi You's gaze was vaguely familiar. He had seen such a look in the grown-up Chi You's eyes. Jiang Luo was a little suspicious and curious. He asked directly, "What are you thinking?"

Chi You finally retracted his gaze, but the corners of his lips raised, "We should take a bath or we will catch a cold."

Jiang Luo: "..."

You are really perfunctory.

After Jiang Luo came out of the shower, he didn't see Chi You in the room. He asked the maid, "Where is Chi You?"

The maid said, "Master is out for something, let me tell you that he will come back tonight."

Jiang Luo looked at the gloomy rainy day outside the house. Going out in this kind of weather?

He frowned.

When Jiang Luo was resting, several other people dressed as servants were also lazy.

On a rainy day, a lot of work could not be done, which made Qin Yun breathe a sigh of relief.

In the kitchen, Lian Binghe Duan was taking a break, sitting by the door with a stool watching the rain boredly. The steward in the kitchen couldn't understand how they were like this, and said with a sullen face: "You two, hurry up and throw these dirty things out of the house. Why don't you just rain a little bit and just eat here with your wages?"

The steward couldn't stop as soon as he opened his mouth. At the end of the day, Lian Binghe Duan had a headache when he saw him coming. The two hurriedly got up to pick up the garbage, and walked to the back door in the rain.

This will be only two or three o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky is as dark as late at night. Lian Bing was very strong. He took the lead to throw out the bags of garbage. When looking back to help the joke, the joke shook his head embarrassedly, "You go back first, my bag of **** is dirty, and there is soup and water in it. Your clothes are soiled, don't soil you again, I'll do it alone."

Even Bing could smell the bad smell on his body, and he glanced at the joke sympathetically, "Then I'll go back first."

After Lian Bing left, Duan pulled the garbage out of the door forcefully. But in the heavy rain, the bag of garbage was getting heavier and heavier, and his hair covered his eyes. Finally, Duan pulled the trash out of the door. He threw the bag of trash into the trash with great effort, but as the trash was thrown out, there were two **** arms on his side.

Duan's eyes widened suddenly, his face pale, and he looked at the two arms that had just been dragging the trash in horror.

It turned out that the garbage was getting heavier and heavier, but the arm was torn off, and the strength was getting weaker and weaker.

The joke's voice was trembling, his lips were wide open, and he couldn't scream. He staggered back a step, but suddenly felt something behind him, and turned his head tremblingly.

The pupils suddenly tightened.

...

Lian Bingjiu waited for the joke not to come back, and went out to find him again. But there were only two candles in the whole room. He took one and went out, looking at the way through the dim light of the candles, "Jiang?"

"Jan? Where are you?"

Even Bing yelled for a while, but found nothing. He had to go back to the room, waiting wonderingly for the joke to come back. But waiting and waiting, Lian Bing fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the maids came out to throw garbage. The rain finally stopped this morning. The maids were talking in low voices, throwing the dirty things in their hands to the top one by one. I don’t know who threw a heavy object and made other bags of trash roll down from above. , One of the dark trash rolled to the feet of a maid, and she glanced at it casually, just about to yell "unlucky", but suddenly her expression became stiff.

She turned her head stiffly and looked down at her feet again. The dirty stagnant water has been stained red with blood, and the black hair wrapped in the head is the head of a joke. His eyes are white, and the protruding eyes are about to fall into the eye sockets, maintaining the last look of fear.

Maid: "..."

"——Ahhhhhhhh!"