Pei Yang drove up, but couldn't get in at the alley entrance, so he had to get out and walk. The ground was bumpy, and Li Youxian had difficulty walking in her high heels.
Frankly speaking, no matter from which angle you look at it, this is a place where people kill and rob, and there is no possibility of it being connected with any otherworldly masters.
Li Youxian twisted her ankle, but was not hurt. However, Pei Yang was scared to death, so he simply carried her on his back and walked forward.
Through the darkness of the night, I saw a figure standing by the door from afar.
Pei Yang walked closer and found that it was Wei Sushen. The tall and handsome young man had a mottled wall as his background, and his eyes were even more profound and charming.
Li Youxian got off Pei Yang's back and joked, "Next time I have a nightmare, I'll probably dream about this place."
Wei Sushen smiled faintly: "Go in."
Pei Yang walked in with him and asked in a low voice: "Is it really effective?"
He always believed in going with the flow, including when it came to children, but Li Youxian was very sensitive.
Wei Sushen nodded slightly.
Seeing that he was so sure, Pei Yang said no more.
It was dark inside, with only a small light on.
Li Youxian looked around but didn't see a doctor. She only saw a small window and a locked door.
Wei Sushen pointed in the direction of the window and motioned for her to sit over there.
Li Youxian moved a stool and sat down. A deliberately low voice came from inside: "Put your hand in."
Li Youxian felt it was strange. She had seen many Chinese medicine practitioners over the years and at least knew that doctors focused on observation, listening, questioning and palpation. It was really strange that they didn't even see the face.
A slight cough interrupted her hesitation: "Hand."
The window was very cold, giving her skin an unpleasant touch. Li Youxian rolled up her sleeves and slowly reached in.
Suddenly, there was a tingling sensation in my fingertips.
"They're giving me injections," the person inside explained. "Don't be fooled by the tattered look. The needles are all sterilized."
The atmosphere was eased a little by the joke, and Li Youxian was also much more relaxed, completely unaware that a horrific scene was taking place through the window: Shanshan smelled blood and crawled towards the wound. It was originally a fat insect, but after sucking the blood, it instantly turned into a thin strip and drilled into the woman's body.
Li Youxian did not feel any discomfort, but only had a slight sense of anesthesia in her body.
When Shanshan crawled out again, his body was half translucent, soft and icy, as if he had absorbed a lot of cold air.
"Well done." Fang Shan praised.
Being placed on the table and rubbed by the handsome man, the insect felt so happy.
The treatment started inexplicably and ended unexpectedly. The moment Li Youxian lowered her sleeves, she couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything I should avoid eating when I get back?"
Fang Shan: "Balanced nutrition, just enjoy your meal."
“…”
Pei Yang was very concerned about his young wife and came over to help her put on her coat. Li Youxian's skin was fair to begin with, and the blood spots on her fingertips were particularly eye-catching, as if the needle she used was much thicker than usual.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Li Youxian shook her head: "I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I feel very relaxed."
Pei Yang held Jiandi, and it was not as cold as usual.
"When will you come next time?"
A voice came from the inner room: "Three days later."
Although Li Youxian's physical problem was not serious, it would seem exaggerated to cure her in one go. Fang Shan only let the insect absorb half of the coldness in her body.
…
The night was dark, the grass and trees were drooping, and Wei Sushen drove slowly back along the path.
The lights in the Wei family were still on, and the light seeped into the yard, just embellishing the newly opened flowers on the bushes.
Fang Shan picked up a flower from the ground and saw Wei Sushen park the car and walk over. He held the flower in both hands and handed it to him: "A sword is given to a hero, and flowers are matched with a beauty."
Wei Sushen glanced at him.
Fang Shan said, "It's not that I'm unwilling to give you the sword, but I have a hidden reason." Under the bright light, he said in a deep tone, "I'm afraid that if I give you the sword, sooner or later you'll use it to stab me to death."
Wei Sushen let out a long sigh. The weather was getting colder and some white fog still remained.
As visual creatures, Fang Shan was no exception, gazing at the host in admiration. "The most appealing thing about the host's temperament is its contradictions. He's aloof yet knows how to endure."
"In my heart, you feel the same way." Wei Sushen stared at Fang Shan. "This contradiction is reflected in your self-awareness and your refusal to repent."
"..." Fang Shan followed him into the house, his voice very soft, as if comforting a fussy child: "If you have any opinions, you can raise them. How would I know if the host didn't raise them? Even if you did, I wouldn't correct it."
Wei Sushen opened the door, and Fang Shan quickly finished his last sentence: "In the future, I hope we can live in harmony, work hand in hand, and create a better future together."
The warm orange light in the room made people feel more comfortable. Wei Sushen suddenly thought of a competitor who had gone bankrupt many years ago and stared at him with resentment, cursing that he would get his comeuppance sooner or later.
Now it seems that the curse has worked. I should ask Arthur to go and tell people the good news.
Jiang Meiling had already fallen asleep, and Wei Ye seemed to have just returned, and the coldness in his body had not completely dissipated.
The way this father and son interacted was always different from others. Wei Ye didn't ask where he had gone, but simply pointed to the sofa across from him. If Fang Shan had known better, he would have left and made room, but—
"My dear." She lay softly on Wei Sushen: "Wherever you are, I will be there."
I thought Wei Ye would be angry about this, but when I raised my eyes, he looked at Wei Sushen with some sympathy.
In Wei Ye's heart, no matter what the reason was for his son to be with this flirtatious man, it was probably a torture.
"I already know what the Fang family did." Even at night, Wei Ye still couldn't break his tea-drinking habit. "They almost took your life. You can't be saved anymore."
Wei Sushen: "The Fang family is so large and powerful that it's not easy to completely eradicate them."
Wei Ye, however, heard another meaning in this. Wei Sushen was hinting that he had already put it on the schedule and was preparing to gradually chip away at it. He looked across at the pair of eyes across from him and suddenly asked, "Have you ever regretted it?"
"What?"
Wei Ye: "At the beginning, I gave you two choices. One is to be a noble son and live a smooth and worry-free life. The other is to be the future heir of the Wei family."
Some of the Wei family's industries were left by their ancestors and were not to be seen in public. They have been gradually cleaned up over the years, but they are also full of dangers.
Wei Sushen: "Actually, there's no choice at all. Once we take the easy path, all the burden will fall on Xiao Pei."
On the second floor, Wei Supei, who had been hiding at the stairs and eavesdropping, suddenly widened his eyes with tears in his eyes. It turned out that he was actually a kind and loyal brother!
A jade hand covered his mouth to stop the little fat boy from sobbing. Wei Supei turned around and saw Jiang Meiling gently making a "hush" gesture to him.
The little fat boy lowered his head, overwhelmed by guilt. His elder brother stood in the wind and rain just to let him live happily, but he complained every day and lived in a daze.
Downstairs, the conversation between Wei Sushen and Wei Ye continued.
Wei Sushen said calmly, "With Xiao Pei's intelligence, he would fall into the thorns before he takes two steps."
Wei Ye put down the cup: "That's right."
On the second floor, Jiang Meiling slowly released her hand that was covering the little fat boy's mouth and said compassionately, "Cry."
Little Fatty: “…”
The restless night passed in the peaceful breeze.
For half a month, Wei Sushen went back and forth between the coffee shop and the dilapidated storefront waiting to be demolished. Fang Shan gave Li Youxian a total of four so-called acupuncture treatments.
On a sunny morning, Wei Sushen received a notification from the system:
[Mission: To save the world.]
Progress: Completed. Achievement 'Miraculous Resurrection' achieved.
Rating: Su Shuang degree: 90; Face slapping value: 59. 】
Wei Sushen's expression changed slightly, and he repeatedly glanced at the last number, as if staring at it for a little longer would change the score. Fang Shan, bored and slumped over by the bay window, accidentally caught his expression: "What's wrong?"
Wei Sushen showed a strange expression and asked him, "Do you want to drink?"
Fang Shan shook his head, uncharacteristically. "Yesterday was the last round of treatment. The task system will give the results tonight at the latest. We can celebrate after the results come out."
Wei Sushen chuckled and nodded: "I'll go get some refreshments."
Fang Shan was puzzled. If he wanted to go, why did he have to say hello to him specifically?
After leaving the room, Wei Sushen adjusted his expression. Coincidentally, the fat boy came downstairs to get something. Wei Sushen stopped him and said he had something to ask.
The little fat man was surprised: "Is there anything you don't know?"
Only after I said it did I realize there was a bit of irony in what I said.
Wei Sushen didn't care: "You are more experienced in this matter."
It was a rare occasion for him to be taken seriously, so the little fat boy suppressed his pride and said, "Ask."
Wei Sushen: "How do you get your parents' forgiveness every time you fail an exam?"
"...They didn't forgive me." The little fat boy fell into sad memories and said painfully: "They also taught me what it means to be a filial son under the stick."
Wei Sushen sighed and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
Thinking about how he was judged to have low IQ before, the little fat boy's face was swollen with anger. He felt that it was time to be tough for once: "I am not someone you can summon and dismiss at will!"
Wei Sushen looked at him quietly. The fat boy noticed that his elder brother was in a bad mood today, and his heart trembled: "...I'm going to get out now."
An ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law.
Wei Sushen returned to his room with this mood.
"Aren't you going to get some food?" Seeing his empty hands, Fang Shan frowned, "Didn't you leave any cakes for me?"
I have to write this down later so that I can remember it for the rest of my life.
"Aunt Zhang isn't done yet."
Fang Shan's brows finally relaxed.
Wei Sushen shook his head. He was so petty that he got upset over some snacks. If he knew about the second failure incident... he walked to the table, pressed his solar plexus, and sighed.
Fang Shan was quite concerned about him: "Are you unhappy?"
Wei Sushen: "What if..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Shan suddenly rolled over on the bay window laughing, as if he couldn't imagine that the boss would say the word "if".
Wei Sushen said seriously: "If I did something that made you unhappy..."
Fang Shan raised his head and counted on his fingers: "Isn't this a common occurrence? I'll forgive you."
As a system, it must have the compassionate heart of a nanny.
Wei Sushen: "For example, slandering you in my heart."
Fang Shan smiled and said, "It's okay."
Wei Sushen: "Another example is limiting alcohol consumption."
Fang Shan said magnanimously: "Drinking at work is not a good thing either."
Wei Sushen breathed a sigh of relief. He could even forgive me for not giving him the wine. It seemed that he was still broad-minded at the critical moment: "I failed."
Fang Shan's smile froze, and he tilted his head stiffly: "What?"
Wei Sushen tried to analyze it from the bright side: "The Sushuang degree is 10 higher than last time."
Fang Shan asked gloomily, "What's the face slap value?"
"Fifty-nine."
In this regard, Wei Sushen is really innocent. After all, he is not Fang Shan's original host, and getting fifty-nine is already quite good.
The mistake is that the initial configuration is too high.
"Hehehe..." Fang Shan didn't show anything immediately, just laughed, sometimes dull, sometimes sharp.
The old witch's laughter did not stop until dusk.
Fang Shan said with a blank expression, "Come for a walk with me."
Wei Sushen didn't think there was anything wrong with relaxing, so he picked up his coat and followed him out.
Walking through the lush forest, we finally stopped at the city’s famous Tianjiang Bridge.
Fang Shan gazed into the distance for a long time, then turned around and slowly extended his hand, smiling gently and affectionately: "Let's dance together."
“…”
The light of the setting sun spread out into countless rays, one part of which just happened to shine into Fang Shan's eyes. The light in his eyes had just been lit up and then suddenly went out.
Wei Sushen waited for him to calm down, rubbed Fang Shan's naturally curly head, and after a long conversation, he finally uttered only five words: "Tomorrow will be better."
Fang Shan took a deep breath, trying to calm down from the lingering warmth of the sunset. After failing, he began to pour out some inspirational advice: "I'm already a mature system. I need to learn to face setbacks..."
He put his hands behind his back and paced on the overpass, repeating this sentence over and over again. After a long time, he looked up and said to Wei Sushen, "Let's jump."
Wei Sushen was so angry that he laughed, and pulled Fang Shan, who had lost all his souls, back.
A sinister aura emanated from Fang Shan: "My achievements and my good reputation are all ruined by you."
Wei Sushen turned around and asked, "Do these two things really exist?"
Fang Shan: "The former is true."
As for his reputation, it was completely ruined from the first day he started drinking.
It took Fang Shan two full days to recover from the blow and regain his composure. "There are no bad hosts, only unqualified systems. From today on, I will train you rigorously."
Wei Sushen poured him a glass of wine. After Fang Shan calmed down by taking a sip, he decided to talk about training from tomorrow and resumed his lazy state. "There's still some surplus Su Shuang Points from last time, plus this daily mission. Host, are you going to save it up or go to the next world?"
As he spoke, the remaining wine flowed down his chin and down his throat, perfectly illustrating what it meant to be gorgeous yet not vulgar.
Wei Sushen retracted his gaze: "Exchange directly."
Fang Shan's expression became much better. Many of Wei Sushen's decisions were consistent with his ideas, which saved him the trouble of explanation.
Wei Sushen was a little absent-minded when choosing the world. He privately decided to take some time to sign up for swimming lessons to improve his water skills. If he had enough time, he would also take the diving certificate exam.
Although I can't guarantee that I will pass the exam next time, I can ensure that I won't drown when I jump into the river.
The author has something to say: Fang Shan: Look at what you have accomplished.
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