"Don't be too sad." Yun Qingying felt distressed for a while, patted his back gently, and comforted, "Things in the past will pass away. You have me now, don't you?"

"And you have to believe that these things will be resolved one by one."

"Yeah." Qi Wu responded in a low voice, and then didn't answer again. He didn't know whether he heard it or not.

After a while, there was still no movement from the person in his arms.

Yun Qingying asked tentatively, "Qi Wu?"

No voice answered her.

Yun Qingying tried to take out the arm he held, but she was afraid of waking up Qi Wu, so she could only move slowly bit by bit. When she finally took it out, she was already sweating.

Slightly relieved, she shook her numb arms, then turned around to clean up the things on the table. When she came out of the kitchen, Yun Qingying muttered to herself, "How come such a big person can't take care of herself?"

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But when she raised her eyes to look at Qi Wu again, she found that there was a faint wisp of black energy floating on his body. And she could feel that this black energy was very unusual, and it should not be that of an ordinary evil ghost.

Black energy. As for what it was, she couldn't tell for a while.

She paused in taking off her apron, and slowly walked to Qi Wu. Her fingertips were slightly hooked, and the wisp of black energy appeared on her hand. The black energy suddenly moved around and she was a little overwhelmed.

appearance.

Is there still intelligence?

A wisp of black energy seems to have intelligence... This is so unusual. No wonder Qi Wu turned out like this. And maybe she should have said that Qi Wu just had a fever, which can only be considered a relatively mild result.

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She took out a red string from her pocket, and as soon as she got close to the black air, it automatically wrapped around it. Then, Yun Qingying's fingers flew, and a delicate paper crane appeared in her palm. She put the red string

Tie it to the tail of the crane and flip your wrist, and the paper crane will fly out as if by magic.

Looking at Qi Wu who was still sleeping, Yun Qingying knew that she couldn't go with Zhihe.

So he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Fang Shaoxuan.

[Please help me find out where my paper crane ended up.] After saying that, she sent her location.

[Okay. Guaranteed to complete the task.] He replied to the message almost instantly.

It was already close to one o'clock in the morning, and Fang Shaoxuan was still awake. Thinking that he was so concerned about this case, Yun Qingying was also impressed.

After arranging everything, Yun Qingying took a nap next to the sofa. At about three o'clock in the morning, her phone vibrated slightly, and she soon woke up.

[The paper crane flew to a small town next to the capital, where there was an abandoned small house, and inside was a cannibal and an angry starving ghost.]

Yun Qingying rubbed his swollen eyebrows and tapped the screen with his finger, [Have you seen that ghost? Is there anything special about it?] If the black energy it produces seems to be intelligent, then it should be very

It's right to be strong.

[Nothing special, just as ordinary as many starving ghosts I have seen before.] Fang Shaoxuan came back quickly.

Yun Qingying's fingers paused slightly. Yun Qingying had never seen Fang Shaoxuan's strength with her own eyes, but judging from his on-the-spot reaction in the hotel, it shouldn't be much different.

If even he can't see what's special about this starving ghost, then...

You know, ordinary starving ghosts have absolutely no way of making Qi Wu look like this.

Yun Qingying sighed, she knew that she might have met a very powerful opponent this time.

So... will the incident about Mo Yao be related to him?

Countless questions popped up in her mind, but in the end there was no answer.

【I understand, thank you.】

[Sister Yun is too polite, haha.]

After turning off her phone, Yun Qingying lost her sleepiness and simply got up to make breakfast. At seven o'clock in the morning, the smell of sweet porridge came from the kitchen.

Qi Wu slowly opened his eyes on the sofa.

The morning sun is not dazzling.

He is much better now. Except for being a little weak, he is no different from a normal person. Although he lay on the sofa all night, he felt that he slept very soundly.

He stood up holding on to the backrest, and happened to see Yun Qingying walking out of the kitchen carrying the freshly made porridge.

"Are you awake? How do you feel? I cooked porridge and drank it while it was hot."

"I feel much better." Qi Wu stood up, sat at the dining table, looked at the porridge on the table, and felt at home for the first time in a long time. He used to cook for Yun Qingying, but now Yun Qingying cooks for him

Doing it, the feeling is completely different.

The memories of last night also flooded into his mind at this moment.

What was rising in my heart was far more than the heat of that bowl of medicine.

"Now you have me."

Those words rang out again.

"Thank you." Qi Wu said.

Yun Qingying was just about to say what was going on when she heard Qi Wu speak again, "Can it be like this in the future?"

What kind of thing this was, he didn't say clearly, but the ambiguous atmosphere was already burning in the living room.

Yun Qingying was stunned and forgot to answer for a moment.

Qi Wu held the spoon, looking forward to her answer. The sun outside the house rose little by little, and the golden sunlight shone through the glass on the ground and on the people in front of him.

"Okay." After a long time, Yun Qingying came back to his senses and gave the answer, "As long as you like it."

"How could I not like it?" Qi Wu was finally satisfied, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. At this moment, he felt that the person in front of him was more dazzling than the sun. These words were sweeter than the candy last night. This bowl of porridge was also for him.

The most delicious bowl I have ever had in my life.

Yun Qingying's pretty face was slightly red. "How can I not like it?" Does it mean that I will like it no matter what? This is like what someone would say to someone who is determined to be in love for a lifetime.

Ambiguous sparks exploded in the air.

"The porridge is delicious." Qi Wu put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and put away the bowl.

In fact, Yun Qingying knew that Qi Wu had received the award and was not very delicious. Although she usually cooks, she is not very proficient in this aspect and can only eat. But after being praised by the person she likes,

Yun Qingying couldn't help but be happy.

But what she doesn't know is that sometimes it's not about how the food tastes, but who cooks it.

"If this dish was made by you, even if it's really not delicious, I would still say it's delicious."

This is love, tolerance, and willingness to accept with joy no matter what.

Perhaps unknowingly, the relationship between the two has long gone beyond liking, and has even broken through to a deeper level.

After Qi Wu returned to the restaurant, Yun Qingying adjusted her excitement and started to ask.

"Have you encountered any strange people or things recently?"


Chapter completed!