Chapter 155 Like

Han Zhong saw that he had acquiesced and did not ask about Hongye anymore. He stood up and straightened his sleeves. "You have been unconscious for a whole day and night. I have asked Zhang Xiaoyu to ask for leave for you. Don't go to the Qin family again. This is a big commotion. The police have set up a special task force. If they ask you about it, you can say that you have been in Ziyuan the whole time."

After a pause, he continued, "I will ask them not to disclose the information to anyone else, and try not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings that may affect your work."

This was thoughtful consideration, but Jiang Wu felt that his tone seemed to have returned to the time when they first met, except that there was no more anger and impatience, just very calm, just like when he talked to everyone else.

"It doesn't matter. I don't plan to keep acting."

“…”

Han Zhong paused as he turned around. Yes, he had forgotten that this man was a god who was detached from the worldly affairs, not an ordinary person like him who was trapped in the secular world. Even if the entertainment industry knew about his affairs, he would not care.

He didn't care about the people and things he encountered in his long life; he only cared about ascending to become an immortal.

It's so fucking ridiculous, he fell in love with someone, but that person said he wanted to ascend to heaven and become a god and couldn't be in love with him.

He closed his eyes, trying to control the heaving emotions in his chest, and said in a serious tone, "Auntie Bai has been cleaning the guest room opposite. You can go there to continue to rest."

After saying that, he was about to open the door and leave. At this moment, Jiang Wu suddenly noticed that the ownerless soul floating out of the black jade ring on the tea table seemed to be a little abnormal. After Han Zhong left just now, it turned around and continued to "look" at Han Zhong. At this moment, its slender body like clouds and mist gradually became more solid, and it was black with a faint glow.

"Crack."

The moment Han Zhong twisted the door handle, the masterless soul seemed to be stimulated by something and attacked his back like a black snake.

Jiang Wu saw at a glance that the ownerless soul was actually heading towards Han Zhong's spirit platform, and the spirit platform was where the human soul was. This ownerless soul actually wanted to seize Han Zhong!

The black spirit was as fast as an arrow, and it was behind Han Zhong in a flash. Han Zhong seemed to have noticed something unusual. He paused in the movement of opening the door, turned his head slowly, and the black spirit was facing the altar between his eyebrows.

Jiang Wu's pupils shrank, and he immediately moved in front of Han Zhong and grabbed the thin black soul. However, the moment the black soul sensed the release of Jiang Wu's soul power, it suddenly turned around and rushed towards him.

Jiang Wu, whose soul was already weak, was shocked by the sudden impact. His brain went blank for a moment, and his legs went limp, and he fell forward.

This was the scene Han Zhong saw when he turned around. He subconsciously reached out to help Jiang Wu, but he only hooked Jiang Wu's hair rope. Instead, Jiang Wu grabbed the collar of his pajamas, and he was caught off guard and fell forward.

He subconsciously supported the arm that Jiang Wu was holding, and then knelt down on one knee with a "thump".

“…”

The pain in his knee made him frown, and then he immediately looked at Jiang Wu in front of him and frowned, "...Are you okay?"

“…Something happened.”

Han Zhong only knelt on one knee, but he slammed both knees heavily on the ground. He even grabbed the collar of Han Zhong's pajamas with one hand. There was not even any buffer. His two knees hurt so much that he gritted his teeth and even his voice came out of his throat, sounding weak.

Han Zhong looked at his head which had not been raised for a long time, and at his kneeling posture, and raised his eyebrows, "Does a monk feel pain when his knees are knocked?"

"...I focus on the soul, not the body."

“…”

Han Zhong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but his tone was still indifferent, "Can you stand up?"

"……Um."

It hurts, but Jiang Wu can't bear even this little pain.

Since his other hand was still holding the black soul, he grabbed Han Zhong's collar and tried to stand up. His strength was so strong that Han Zhong was pulled forward. Jiang Wu just raised his head at this moment.

For a moment, their eyes met, they were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

“…”

Neither of them spoke for a while. The sun outside the window was probably blocked by clouds. The light that came into the study room fell on Jiang Wu's face, getting darker and darker, like a hazy veil slowly sliding down his face, from his smooth white forehead to his beautiful eyebrows, his tall and delicate nose, his full light pink lips, his well-defined jaw, the taut curve of his neck... slowly dragging him into the darkness.

Han Zhong's dark eyes became deep, and the hand that was originally supporting Jiang Wu stretched out unconsciously, slowly wrapping his arm around his palm, tightening it little by little.

Jiang Wu noticed his movements and opened his mouth to say something, but was gently stroked by a hand on his eyebrows. The slightly cool fingertips, with a slightly rough texture, gently and vaguely traced his eyebrows and the corners of his lips, like a lingering kiss, lingering and affectionate.

Jiang Wuxin shuddered, and the hand that was holding his collar unconsciously exerted force, pulling Han Zhong's smooth pajamas into messy wrinkles, which were tangled and spread densely on his white fingertips.

He saw Han Zhong slowly lower his head, his warm breath falling on his lips. At that moment he heard his own deafening heartbeat, his throat slid up and down, he couldn't tell whether it was nervousness or something else.

However, just when he thought Han Zhong would be "careless" again, Han Zhong slowly loosened the hand that was holding his arm.

"If you don't want me to kiss you, just let go."

“…”

Jiang Wu subconsciously loosened his grip on his collar before realizing what he said. He actually felt a little regretful that he didn't hear it clearly.

He was not someone who would easily regret something, so he grabbed Han's wrinkled collar again, looked up and said, "I didn't hear you clearly just now."

Han Zhong was about to stand up when he heard this. He looked up and met his eyes. "What didn't you hear clearly?"

"I didn't hear what you said clearly." Jiang Wu was afraid that he didn't understand, so he said, "You said you wanted to kiss me."

There was silence in the study room for a while, and then Han Zhong's calm voice was heard after a while, "...Do you want me to kiss you?"

Jiang Wu wanted to say he hoped, but he wasn't that hopeful because he already knew that Han Zhong didn't do it "accidentally" but on purpose because Han Zhong liked him.

He had also witnessed such a thing when he and Yan Zhong visited someone else's house at night. Yan Zhong covered his eyes at the first moment, so that he only saw the two people on the bed biting each other happily, followed by all kinds of "hmm" and "ah" sounds.

In fact, Yan Zhong didn't need to cover his eyes. He knew what the two people were doing. They were like the beasts on Qi Ling Mountain. They were mating and reproducing. The one pressed underneath would get pregnant and give birth to a new life.

Of course, he had also seen two male beasts pressed together, but that kind of thing would not give birth to any life and could not reproduce. At first he thought that they were together because they could not find a female beast. It was not until he later saw two men cuddled together in the Imperial City of Great Zhou that he realized that this kind of thing could be for pleasure instead of reproduction.

But Yan Zhong never does this, because he says he only does this with people he likes and no one else.

At this moment, Han Zhong looked at his silent face and said the same thing, "This kind of thing can only be done with someone you like."

Jiang Wu nodded, "I know, Yan Zhong taught me."

Han paused for a moment, then asked, "What else did he teach you?"

"a lot of."

So much so that it exceeded everything his master had taught him. He thought that was the true face of this world. It was not until Yan Zhong's death that he realized it was just a drop in the bucket.

He read the book "The Secular World" thoroughly after Yan Zhong's death and became disgusted with it.