Although the extra battle is over, the difficult journey that belongs to mankind has just begun.
The reorganization of the Supernatural Administration, the restoration and reconstruction of the human city, and the disposal of the ghosts left behind in the world… There are so many unsolved problems, and the real world is a waste of time.
In the first few months, the world was in chaos.
With the passage of time, everything slowly got on the right track.
As the most devastated city in the disaster, M City has not been completely rebuilt even now.
Therefore, the Sub-bureau of the Supernatural Administration of City M had to be temporarily set up near the edge of the city.
But at least this time, the bureau didn’t need to hide from others, so it directly allocated a whole building to them. In general, it can be regarded as an environmental upgrade.
Cheng Cezhi held a stack of unprocessed documents and walked in from outside the door familiarly.
He looked around, as if looking for something.
Not far away, a familiar voice sounded from below: “My buddy, what are you looking for?”
Cheng Cezhi lowered his head and looked over the pile of materials he was holding in his arms, and looked in the direction of the sound.
Behind a special table, Xiao Heishou was waving to him enthusiastically: “Here here!”
Cheng Cezhi was a little surprised: “What are you doing here?”
Xiao Heishou proudly stiffened his chest and pointed to his desk. “I am a special employee of the Supernatural Administration now!”
Cheng Cezhi bent down and looked at it, and saw two words written on it:
Cheng Cezhi: “…”
This is different from the beautiful front desk lady I imagined.
He seemed to think of something, and asked: “Eh, can you leave Brother Ye now?”
“Of course.” Xiao Hei shook his hand, as if contemptuous of the delay in Cheng Cezhi Dao’s news: “It’s already possible. Don’t you know?”
After Ye Jia personally took out part of his mother’s body in the chest cavity and turned from a ghost to a human, Xiao Hei Shou realized that the secret bond between them was broken, but it was Being locked in the other party’s ghost, there is no way to tell Ye Jia about this.
When Ye Jia remembered that a little black hand was still locked in his ghost, it was already a week later.
For this reason, Xiao Hei Shou and Ye Jia had been sulking for two weeks.
It wasn’t until Ye Jiamian reluctantly agreed to give the phone to it, the little black hand opened his eyes and leaned forward again.
In order to earn the cost of recharging Krypton Gold, Xiao Hei Shou also found a part-time job.
After all, humans are not the only species in the world now, and ghosts and monsters also live here. Those ghosts who once helped the evildoer and supported their mothers were caught and put in special prisons, and those who wished to coexist harmoniously with humans The humans stayed and tried to find a way of coexistence under the premise of accepting the jurisdiction of the Administration.
So in this case, the little black hand becomes the front desk specially recruited by the Supernatural Administration, specializing in receiving visits from non-human beings.
“That’s it.” After listening to the little black hand, Cheng Cezhi suddenly realized.
Xiao Hei Shou happily asked: “Is it very powerful?”
Cheng Cezhi: “Yes, yes.”
Xiao Hei Shou: “…how do I think you are perfunctory me?”
“No no.” Cheng Cezhi hurriedly denied, he changed the subject. Question: “Speaking of which, do you know where Brother Ye is now?”
“Oh, you just happened to be a coincidence.” Xiao Hei pretended to lower his head and flipped through the book in front of him, and continued: “Brother Ye just happened to come back from a mission, and he is now in the Director’s Office…”
It said . Before finishing speaking, Cheng Cezhi nodded and walked hurriedly towards the office.
“Eh, don’t forget to add me as a friend!” Xiao Hei Shou shouted behind his back: “I have time to drive black together!”
Cheng Cezhi beckoned to it: “No problem!” As
soon as he came to the office of the director, there was a thin film. On the first floor of the door, I heard a familiar wailing:
“…We really can’t live without you! Please, Brother Ye, let me do anything!!…”
Cheng Cezhi just raised his hand to knock on the door. Halfway up, and then froze in midair.
Behind him, there were employees passing by with blank expressions on their documents, all with a strange look. Obviously, this kind of thing happened more than once.
Cheng Cezhi cleared his throat and knocked on the door aggressively with his knuckles.
The door was not closed tightly, and it opened slowly inward.
The slender and tall young man stood helplessly in the room. The bright sunlight came in from the window, coating his light-colored hair tips with a dazzling gold, and his amber eyes were half-dangling in the sun. The bottom is like flowing molten gold: “You get up first…”
Wu Su put on a crying face, and he held Ye Jia’s thigh in an imageless manner, still wailing:
” No– !”
Cheng Cezhi: “… “
Ye Jia took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of her nose with some headaches: “You…can’t you look like a chief?”
Wu Su corrected him very rigorously: “Provisional chief.”
He was in Ye Jia’s pants. Scratched a few folds on the top: “I will let you do what you want!”
Ye Jia was surprised: “No!”
“Then you stay and help me…” Wu Su continued to whine: “I won’t get up if you don’t promise me!”
Cheng Cezhi: “…”
Why do you feel the current scene? …A bit weird?
How did the position of the director become a hot potato!
Ye Jia turned to look towards the door. When she saw Cheng Cezhi, she couldn’t help but shine, as if she saw a savior: “Cheng Cezhi, you are here! Are you looking for the director to talk about things–“
Cheng Cezhi: “Actually I am I’m looking for you…”
Ye Jia: “…”
He showed a dead-hearted expression.
Wu Su got up from the ground, sorted out the wrinkles of his clothes, patted the dirt on his pants, and asked with a serious face: “Why? Tell me what’s the matter.”
Cheng Cezhi lowered his head and turned his arms. Draw out a stack of documents in, and handed it to Ye Jia:
“Two S-level fluctuations have been detected in the capital, and I hope you can support it…”
Ye Jia frowned with a headache: ” Where are Wei Yuechu and Chen Qingye?”
Cheng Cezhi: “The two of them are cleaning up in M City.”
“What about BLAST?”
Cheng Cezhi flipped through the file: “A mission is on.”
Ye Jia still tried to struggle again: “That…”
Wu Su: “Brother Ye , Don’t force me to kneel down and beg you.”
Ye Jia: “…”
He took the file from Cheng Cezhi’s hand with a tired look: “…All right.”
key was inserted into the door lock, and the sound of metal collision sounded. .
Ye Jia opened the door.
A dark figure rushed forward and immediately hugged him.
The man’s body temperature was cold, his arms tightly hugged Ye Jia into his arms, and the two chests were pressed together without any gap.
He lowered his head and buried it in the warm neck of the young man. The tip of his cold nose gently rubbed the soft skin of the other party, and he whispered: “Brother, why did you come back so late?” The
low voice caused a tremor in his chest, like A huge net usually densely wraps Yejiaxi in it.
Ye Jia tilted his face and nudged Ji Xuan slightly:
“You, how slimy you are.”
“I’m not a human.” Ji Xuan tilted his head and rubbed Ye Jia’s shoulder, his gaze stayed on the young man. On a layer of blushing ears, the corners of his lips curled up without any trace, and he replied in a serious tone: “I am a slimy ghost.”
Ye Jia: “…”
He laughed angrily: “You Let go of me, I haven’t changed my clothes yet.”
Ji Xuan: “No.”
Ye Jia’s strength on Ji Xuan’s shoulder increased a little, and he wanted to forcibly tear the opponent off his body.
There was a muffled snort in Ji Xuan’s throat.
Ye Jia stopped immediately and asked nervously, “What’s wrong? Did I touch your wound?”
Ji Xuan was the most injured in that battle.
After everything was over, Ye Jia knew that the other party did not directly heal his wounds, but transferred the damage he suffered to him, and in the case of losing the gift of his mother, facing the siege of all other ghosts alone, almost covered in wounds.
In addition, as a direct lineage, Ji Xuan’s blood is closely connected with his mother.
Although his mother was not dead, she was severely wounded and returned to the other side. Ye Jia was not sure what effect this would have on Ji Xuan.
Ji Xuan shook his head: “It’s okay.”
Ye Jia frowned, his expression serious.
He grabbed Ji Xuan’s wrist: “Come here, let me see.”
Ji Xuan was obediently pulled by him and sat down on the edge of the bed.
The plackets were open, revealing a strong and pale chest. From shoulder to waist, it was wrapped in bandages layer by layer, and faint blood oozes from below, smudging a deep dark red.
The bandage is specially treated, but for ghosts, whether it has any effect or not is a matter of two.
But under Ye Jia’s insistence, Ji Xuan still put on a bandage – of course, the premise is that the other party does it himself.
Ye Jia quickly and carefully removed the bandage.
His eyes were drooping, and his light-colored eyelashes quivered slightly with the movement of his sight, like beating sunlight or flapping wings.
Ji Xuan’s eyes were dark.
Ye Jia concentrated on examining the wound on Ji Xuan’s body.
The huge wound that once lay on his chest was torn again, and the blood was rolled outwards drippingly. Although he no longer bleeds, it still undulates with Ji Xuan’s movements, and it looks shocking.
-There is no sign of growth at all.
Ye Jia pursed his lips, frowning tighter.
He began to examine the other wounds on Ji Xuan’s body, side waist, chest, back, neck, abdomen…Although most of the wounds improved, they still did not reach the “intact” standard in Ye Jia’s heart.
Ye Jia touched the side of Ji Xuan’s neck, fingertips across a scar on the opponent’s neck, and asked anxiously:
“How do you feel now?”
Ji Xuan held Ye Jia’s wrist and lowered his eyes. Said thoughtfully: “It’s warm.”
Ye Jia frowned, “Seriously.”
Ji Xuan pulled the opponent’s hand to his lips and kissed: “I’m very serious.” The
scarlet eyes are like a dark and deep abyss, in which a fiery dark tide is surging, almost able to swallow the opponent.
Ye Jia was scalded by his sight.
He coughed slightly and his eyes fluttered for a moment.
He sternly took his hand out of the opponent’s palm, and said in a cold voice, “Sit down, I’m about to start treating the wound.”
Ji Xuan pouted a smile on his lips, and sat up obediently:
“Come on. Okay, I’m ready.”
Ye Jia rolled his eyes, and didn’t bother to care about this undecent attitude/
bandage around the man’s tight and pale back.
The young man’s upper body leaned forward, his arms spread out, and he vacantly held the other person in his arms, suddenly pulling closer and further away.
His breath was gentle and steady, falling on the side of the opponent’s neck.
It’s itchy, as if the soft hairs were swept across.
Ji Xuan’s apple moved up and down.
His gaze moved down and fell on the young man’s waist. His shirt was rolled up, revealing a small patch of smooth and shiny skin, as if it was shining in the sun.
This period of work made Ye Jia lose weight. The trousers that once fitted were slightly looser and hung on the hip bones. The
waistline sank down smoothly, stretched out a flexible arc, and the shadows that evoked imagination fell from toss and turns. .
Very suitable to be held.
Ji Xuan quickly put the images in his mind into practice.
The man’s well-knotted slender palm tightly pressed against the opponent’s waist, his fingertips slyly slid into the clothes, and slid upwards little by little—
Ye Jia frowned: “Don’t move.”
He moved aside, but the opponent’s hand followed him.
Even getting bolder and bolder.
Ye Jia’s cheekbones were dyed with a thin layer of red, and she didn’t know if it was shame or anger: “Ji Xuan, are you going to end?”
Ji Xuan encircled the opponent’s waist with both hands, raising his head and leaning closer: “No end.”
He unbuttoned the other party quietly, his voice seemed to be polished by gravel, low and mute, with a hint of aggrieved nasal sound: “Brother…You have been working overtime for several days…”
Ye Jia frowned:
“…No, I have a task tomorrow.” The
cold fingertips are as flexible as a snake’s soft body, climbing up little by little.
Ji Xuan: “It doesn’t matter, I will let you go to bed earlier.”
If I fall in love with you, there will be ghosts!
Ye Jia pressed Ji Xuan’s shoulders and resolutely withdrew back: “Impossible.”
Ji Xuan “hiss” inhaled a cold breath.
Ye Jia was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his hand: “It hurts?”
“It doesn’t hurt.” Ji Xuan smiled, leaning forward and kissing the other party’s lips.
Ye Jia realized that he was being fooled. He turned his face and dodged: “No…I really have a mission…Well.” The
rest of the words were swallowed in by the opponent’s lips.
Ye Jia cared about the wound on his body and didn’t dare to struggle hard, but for Ji Xuan, that level of resistance was at best a taste.
Soon, the youth’s light-colored eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, his face was so hot, and his breathing became unstable.
A struggling expression flashed across his eyes:
Ji Xuan bit his lower lip: “Really.”
Soon, the struggle was swallowed by the fog.
“Ding Lingling——” The
deafening phone ring suddenly rang in the quiet room, as if thunder exploded, and fell into my ears without warning.
Ye Jia was shocked, and instantly returned to his senses.
He bounced up suddenly and touched the phone.
The call is connected.
There was a quick voice over there, very low, and what I heard through the microphone was not very real.
Ye Jia’s expression became serious.
“Um… um… ok, I’ll be there soon.” The
phone hung up.
Ye Jia’s face was flushed, and there were bite marks on her lower lip, but her vision became clear and sharp.
With a gloomy face, Ji Xuan watched the cooked duck fly away from his arms and got dressed by the way.
Ye Jia turned to look at Ji Xuan:
“Sorry, there is really something going on in the game.”
Ji Xuan’s expression is gloomy: “That group of idiots, don’t you know how to live without it?”
Ye Jia sighed,
“Recently is a critical period.” You have to understand.”
He thought for a while, and said:
“And…the overtime pay is still a lot.”
Ji Xuan looked depressed: “You are not short of money.”
Ye Jia corrected him: ” You are not missing.”
He lowered his head and hurriedly touched Ji Xuan’s lips: “Good night, I’ll be as soon as possible.” With a
“click”, the door lock touched .
The dead silence in the room was restored again.
Ji Xuan raised his hand and touched his lips with his fingertips.
The warm and moist touch of human lips still remains on their lips, but the temperature is gradually fading over time.
The scarlet tongue sticks out and licks his lower lip softly and affectionately.
Looking at the tightly closed door not far away, Ji Xuan’s eyes were slightly narrowed, and a gloomy cold light gleamed in his scarlet eyes.
It seems that it must be resolved.
Otherwise, isn’t he pretending to be sick?