Chapter 93: How is he willing

The old lady just broke her mouth. Yan Yu was too lazy to deal with her, and was about to close the door, but she was held back with her feet: "Hey, Xiao Su upstairs has not returned for a few days, and the phone is not answered. I am still waiting. The rent is collected. When you see her, remember to ask her to write me back."
Yan Yu: "No time."
The landlord’s aunt stared her eyes when she heard the words, and she was fiercely tight: "If you have no time, you have to be free. The whole building is just an unemployed vagrant. If you don’t look for someone, the aunt sees that it’s not easy for you to leave your hometown. I gave you allowance for rent last month. Until now, I’m not so good at talking after changing someone else, so I’m not willing to do a little favor?"
Yan Yu raised his hand perfunctorily, expressing fear of her.
The landlord’s aunt was satisfied when she saw this: "Hey, I will clean the hallway later. I will wipe the utility bill for you this month. I will come back tonight."
This building was broken, 30 days a month, 15 days without water and electricity, who is rare, Yan Yu shut the door, turned back to the house and went to sleep, fortune-telling and ghost hunting are extremely exhausting, except for slow cultivation. There is no other way to come back.
Yan Yu slept right into the afternoon, and the room was quiet. The afterglow of the sun set through the glass windows. It was dim and quiet. For a while, he could only hear the sound of his own breathing. He reached out and took out the phone from under the pillow. I found several missed calls from friends and friends.
Yan Yu didn't plan to go back. After flipping through the circle of friends and group chat, he discovered that Dongzi was dead.
Yesterday early in the morning, he came out of the nightclub drunk and fell asleep in the middle of the road. As a result, he was crushed to death by a fast-moving truck. His hands and feet were and broken. He was discovered this morning. It was reported in the news.
Group chat messages one after another, everyone was talking about the matter, and they all expressed emotion that he died young, but they didn't know whether it was really sad or fake.
Yan Yu turned off his mobile phone at a glance, put on his clothes and prepared to go out to buy food and eat. As the night approached, there were night market stalls in twos and threes on the side of the alley, and he ordered a bunch of meat skewers at the outdoor barbecue restaurant downstairs. Then sit aside and wait.
Yan Yu lives on the third floor and he can see the windows of his house as soon as he looks up. However, in the afternoon, the entire building was out of power and the lights were dark in every household. Only the houses of the residents on the fourth floor were bright and very eye-catching.
Behind that window stood a woman with a graceful figure, wearing a red suspender nightdress, exposing large areas of white skin, which caused the gangsters underneath to whistle and flirt. It was Xiao Su who the landlord said she hadn't contacted.
Yan Yu couldn't help but squinted slightly, and saw her sultry drew her hair, and then through the glass window, hooked a middle-aged bald man with a dead wife downstairs, and then the man seemed to be hooked. Like a soul, he fluttered upstairs amidst everyone's laughter.
Before long, the lights on the sixth floor went out.
Yan Yu saw Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't take it too much. He sat underneath after eating and went back. The building just called at 7 o'clock in the evening. He sat at the table, cutting paper while drawing symbols, and drew more than fifty sheets. There are eight cards worthy of use.
The lights in the room suddenly flashed, and as soon as Yan Yu rolled up the talisman, a cold body suddenly appeared in his arms, and it was cold.
"Why draw a talisman, do you want to kill me?"
Xun Chuan didn’t know when he sat on Yan Yu’s lap. He hooked Yan Yu’s neck affectionately and approached his ear like a lover whispering. Then he stretched out a pale and blue hand and took it off. The smoke in his mouth.
The spark went out instantly, a small plume of smoke rose up, and finally disappeared. This familiar action made people feel stunned for a while.
No one dared to handle Yan Yu's mouth smoke.
The first time Xun Chuan met Yan Yu, he drank at the bar, and the second time he met Yan Yu, he smoked in the booth and was so happy. The only thing in common was that there were no people around him twice.
Xunchuan's ghost messenger sat down again with a glass of wine, his eyebrows were young and beautiful, and the lights were dazzling: "Hey, why are you alone?"
Yan Yu recognized him, held the lighter and knocked on the table without a moment, and asked with interest: "Would you like to sit with a despicable and shameless person?"
Xun Chuan: "Of course not."
Yan Yu: "They are not willing either."
Xun Chuan was stunned when he heard the words, but he couldn't respond with a smile: "I saw you yesterday and you were drinking, and I saw you today and you were smoking. The next time, should you go to prostitutes?"
Yan Yu lit another cigarette, nodded and said, "Good idea, let's be together next time."
Xun Chuan sat opposite Yan Yu, and the smoke drifted down his eyes, making his eye sockets red and coughing endlessly. He had to move and sat beside Yan Yu, pinching his nose and asking, "Hey, is smoking fun?"
Yan Yu pushed the cigarette case toward him: "You'll know if you try."
Xun Chuan didn't see his movements, or he saw it, deliberately pretending not to see, he raised his hand slightly when he heard the words, and brushed Yan Yu's lips with warm fingertips inadvertently, actually directly touching the cigarette on his mouth. Take it down.
Yan Yu didn't look at it, raised his hand to pinch his wrist, and asked with a smile but a smile: "Do you know, what happened to the last person who took a cigarette from my mouth?"
This action is done by a woman to flirt, and done by a man is a provocation. Obviously, Xun Chuan does not belong to the former.
Xun Chuan raised his chin slightly when he heard the words, with a little arrogance: "What will end?"
Yan Yu said, "I knocked half of the teeth in his mouth."
When the cigarette in Yan Yu's mouth was removed, many friends, friends, and friends all saw him. At this moment, they were standing not far away, smiling and pointing here, all waiting to see Xunchuan suffer.
Xun Chuan didn't care, as if provocatively, he smoked a huge puff of cigarettes in front of him, and then wanted to return Yan Yu. Yan Yu tilted his head slightly and didn't let him succeed.
Xun Chuan seemed to be a little angry, and snorted coldly: "You hit me, if you have the ability, you can knock me full of teeth."
Yan Yu shook his head and said, "Little kid."
There was a waitress passing by with a tray. There was a glass of blue cocktail burning with flames on it. I don’t know if the ground was uneven. She walked well and suddenly her figure strayed. Amidst the exclamation of everyone, the glass of wine went straight. Splashed towards Xun Chuan's face.
Xun Chuan was shocked when he saw this, and subconsciously raised his hand to block him, only to feel a sudden force coming from his shoulder, and then the whole person was pushed into the deck, and at the same time, Yan Yu quickly pulled the coat beside him to block him. , A flip of the wrist blocked all the liquor.
A slight fire ignited on the coat, and Yan Yu stepped on it again.
Xun Chuan reacted and found that he did not know when he was lying on Yan Yu's lap, his face was facing... facing him...
Yan Yu looked down at him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I can't get up yet, why, want to help me...huh?"
Xun Chuan's face flushed when he heard this, and despite the waitress desperately bending over to apologize, he immediately got up from him in a hurry.
Xun Chuan: "You smelly rascal!"
Yan Yu smiled: "I am a gangster, they all say that."
When confronted with the man’s senselessly smiling eyes, the heat on Xun Chuan’s face continued to rise. He just felt that the whole person was about to smoke. He wiped off the sweat from his palms and tried to put on a proud and stubborn appearance. "He... they are right. You are a little rascal. If I am unlucky, it will be okay to run into you again."
Yan Yu said, "That's a disadvantage for your fleeting years. It is not suitable to go out today."
After speaking, he got up and left the deck. Before leaving, he deliberately pinched Xun Chuan's ass, and calmly commented on the other's frizzy expression: "Well, it's very upright and flexible."
Xun Chuan was angry: "Fuck!"
Yan Yu said: "You are the one who me."
Thoughts gathered, and there was a cold room in front of him, not a noisy nightclub. Yan Yu took the cigarette back from Xunchuan's hand and pressed it out on the table: "Did you forget what I said yesterday."
"Then you kill me..."
Even if Xun Chuan became a ghost, his troubles of provoking Yan Yu still couldn't be corrected. He slowly tightened the strength in his hand, and his cold and lifeless lips were close to the side of Yan Yu's face, and he looked straight into his eyes: " Why don't you kill me?"
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You know that I can't kill you now, so you should reincarnate. Dongzi is dead anyway."
Xun Chuan's grievances grew stronger day by day, Yan Yu kept his hands over and over again and again, and had missed the best time to kill him.
"He is dead, can I survive?"
Xun Chuan's eyes spread blood for an instant, and he held Yan Yu's hand without consciously exerting force, his face was gloomy, and his voice faintly said, "He can't solve my hatred even after he died a thousand times and ten thousand times, understand?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist with his backhand, and forced him to get close to himself.
Xun Chuan was stunned for a while because of this action.
The two maintained this posture quietly, and for a while, Yan Yucai said, "Do you still have any obsessions, I will help you."
When the obsession is over, it's time to reincarnate.
Xun Chuan understood his meaning in an instant. He was neither annoyed nor angry. His cold fingertips outlined Yan Yu's eyebrows little by little. His face was pretending to be thinking, but he just carried the meaning of cat and mouse. In one sentence: "Oh obsession, too much..."
Yan Yu looked at him: "For example?"
Xun Chuan laughed in a low voice, looking like a real evil spirit: "For example? For example, you are still alive, for example, after I was reborn, you went away at ease again. You said, how can I be willing?"
Xun Chuan seemed extremely sad, covering his face with his hands as if crying, but Yan Yu saw a pair of crazily twisted eyes through his fingers.
"You said, how am I willing to...?"
Yan Yu remained silent, and the two stood in a stalemate until there was a creak upstairs suddenly, accompanied by low gasps and groans, like screams, but not very similar.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
The woman's voice was soft and soft, with a trembling tail, which really had to make people think about it, and the bed seemed to be overwhelmed, creaking and creaking non-stop, and a trace of it reached the ears of a person and a ghost.
The sound is not normal.
Yan Yu raised his head and looked at the ceiling. A golden light flashed in his left eye. He saw only a ray of dark ghost energy. He moved slightly, but he didn't know what to think of, and he took it back.
The sound is still going on, and as time goes by, the call is getting louder and louder. It is completely possible to make up a blockbuster action by yourself.
Xun Chuan seemed to feel something, and then he looked at it, his eyes became playful, he saw Yan Yu frowning, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, his fingertips slowly rubbed the side of his face, and his voice was ambiguous. Sticky and hooked, a bit more seductive than that woman: "Do you want..."
Yan Yu raised his eyes and saw Xun Chuan's delicate pale collarbone.