I Treat You Like Buddies

Du Jiu simply washed, combed his messy hair backwards neatly in Yan Jiu's style, took off his police uniform, and put on a black suit.

Du Jiu himself prefers casual wear, but there is only one style in Yan Jiu's wardrobe-suits.

The cloakroom is full of suits, and they are all in cool colors, with the most black and no patterns. Shirts and ties, watch cufflinks, etc., are neatly listed in different categories and are clearly visible at a glance.

Du Jiu put on his shirt jacket, tied his tie, and looked at the Ying Ting figure in the mirror. He had to admit that Yan Jiu was indeed very suitable for a suit.

The well-fitting tailoring sets off his tall, thin and slender figure. The smooth lines slide all the way from shoulders to waist to hips. The shirt and tie cover the only body skin that has the chance to be exposed, and the black hair that is neatly combed backwards is handsome. His face, cold eyes, and a strong sense of abstinence from deep indifference all over his body.

If there is no gauze on the forehead, it is even more perfect.

Du Jiu brought in Yan Jiu, feeling that the gauze on his forehead made him uncomfortable. He looked away from the mirror, fastened the last button, adjusted his tie, put on his watch, confirmed that there was no problem, and took the key. Go out.

When closing the door, he took a lighter from the box in the hallway and put it in his pocket-Yan Jiu has a habit of smoking.

Driving all the way to the airport, after waiting less than half an hour, I saw Qiao Niannian coming out with a suitcase.

Qiao Niannian is not tall, has a pure and charming baby face, and has short shoulder-length hair, showing a bit of gentleness. Seeing Du Jiu's eyes light up, he walked quickly towards him.

"Yan Jiu!"

Du Jiu tried his best not to think about a ghost next to her, pulled the corner of her lips, and moved naturally to take the suitcase in her hand.

"Your face..." Qiao Nian yelled, subconsciously trying to stretch out his hand, halfway through reaching out and realizing something was wrong, he stopped in the air, "Are you injured? Are you okay?"

Du Jiu comforted her: "It's okay, just a little injury."

Qiao Niannian's expression drooped down, with guilt in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were injured, and asked you to come and pick me up. I'm really sorry..."

Du Jiu looked at the whirlpool above her head with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, bent down to be level with her, and looked at each other: "Of course I have to pick up my girlfriend."

Qiao Niannian's face instantly blushed, and he stammered, "Wh, what girlfriend, me, me..."

The smile on Du Jiu's face faded: "It seems that I have misunderstood."

"No!" Qiao Niannian hurriedly said, her voice was a bit loud, attracting the attention of passersby next to her, her face turned redder, her head hanging down as if she wanted to find a hole to go in.

"Isn't it?" Du Jiu asked, although he was already bent, he might appreciate the cuteness of the heroine.

Qiao Niannian quietly raised his eyes, saw his smiling brows and eyes, his expression was dazed, and then he plucked up the courage and said softly, "It's not a misunderstanding."

"What?" Du Jiu raised his eyebrows, pretending to be unknown.

Qiao Niannian pursed his lips, raised his head behind his hand and smiled at him: "I'm hungry, let's go eat, man, friend, friend."

Du Jiu raised her lips, took her hand, and pulled up the suitcase: "Okay, let's go eat."

Qiao Niannian was stunned by his last smile, he walked out for a while before he came back to his senses, and muttered: "It's too foul."

After getting in the car, Du Jiu felt a little bit cold inexplicably because of his psychological effects or something else. He tried hard not to think about the existence of the ghost king, but this is how people are. The more you want to ignore it, the more you can't help but care.

It was okay just now. The space was spacious and the crowd was bustling. Now that I got in the car, the space was closed, except for him and Qiao Niannian.

He endured, did not hold back, and asked the system: "Can you see that ghost king in the car?"

The system hesitated and told honestly: "Yes, right in the back seat, in the middle."

Du Jiu got goosebumps instantly, resisting the urge to look at the rearview mirror, pretending to be calm, and asked Qiao Niannian, "What do you want to eat?"

Qiao Niannian looked at him sideways and tentatively said: "I know a ramen restaurant, their noodles are super delicious, okay?"

When Du Jiu heard the word delicious, he lit a light in his heart and nodded slightly: "Okay." After a pause, he said with concern, "Is things going well at home?"

After all, it is a funeral, although it is a funeral, as a boyfriend, I have to care about it.

"Successfully." Qiao Niannian unconsciously touched the bag on his knee, "My grandmother has been ill for so many years, we have been mentally prepared for this, and seeing grandmother so painful afterwards, it is better to be relieved now."

Du Jiu took the time to turn his head and glanced at her: "Sorry."

Qiao Niannian raised his lips: "Thank you."

When he arrived at the noodle restaurant, Du Jiu was relieved, and finally did not need to be sealed in a space with ghosts. When he entered the noodle restaurant and saw the noisy crowd, he felt more secure.

Qiao Niannian seemed to be a regular customer of this noodle restaurant. He led him to find a more private seat, with a sly smile: "This seat is relatively biased, but it is quiet. It is seldom discovered by people. I often come to find it. "

"Not bad." Du Jiu said. He can understand why Yan Jiu likes Qiao Niannian. The girl is very careful. After only a few contact between the two, he can see that he prefers quietness, gentleness and consideration without being dull, which is really good.

Qiao Niannian is also very good at chatting, knowing that Du Jiu doesn't talk a lot, and most of them take the initiative, picking up some interesting things he encountered at home and telling him to Du Jiu.

Du Jiu responded while listening.

As Qiao Niannian was talking, he suddenly grabbed the condiment box next to him and blurted out: "Don't move!"

Du Jiu's body stiffened, and tried to control not to show fear, and made a puzzled look: "What?"

Qiao Niannian hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I was talking about it." She pointed to the spice box and said, "I saw it was about to fall."

Du Jiu could only pretend that he didn't know anything, and responded.

I asked the system: "Is it that ghost king?"

System: "Yes, he is sitting next to the heroine."

Du Jiu felt a little unbearable. He was afraid when he saw it, and he was even more afraid when he couldn't. He tried his best to keep his eyes away from Qiao Niannian, and muttered three times that he couldn't see Hypnotize himself.

Du Jiu was exhausted from this meal, and even the delicious ramen did not ease his mood.

Especially halfway through the meal, he suddenly felt an inexplicable cold around him. An indescribable cold feeling hit his body. The cold seemed to come from the depths of hell. It penetrated along the trousers and sleeves. He got goose bumps and chills all over his body. It's going to stand up.

Du Jiu was stuck in his mouth while chewing, and neither was he swallowing. He pretended not to see Qiao Niannian's eyes falling beside him in anxious state, and screamed in his heart: "He, he, what is he doing? ?!"

The system seemed to swallow: "He...he is touching you."

"Huh?" Du Jiu choked on his face, coughing again and again.

Qiao Niannian hurriedly handed tissues in one hand and water in the other: "Are you okay?"

Du Jiu took the tissue and wiped his mouth, took another two sips of water, calmed down with a light cough, and said to Qiao Niannian, "Thank you, sorry."

Qiao Niannian thought it was the ghost of the ghost king, and felt very guilty. He couldn't help but bring out a point: "No, it's okay, it's me—" The voice suddenly stuck, and his face was shocked.

"What's the matter?" Du Jiu asked. As soon as he finished the question, he felt that something was stuck on his back, and he couldn't help his body froze.

"Ahhhh, what's the situation?! What is he doing?!!!"

While screaming frantically in his heart, he pretended to look back strangely and touched his back subconsciously.

Qiao Niannian looked flustered: "No, no, that, someone walked past you just now and accidentally touched it, ha, ha ha."

Sister, take care of your ghost king!

"Oh." Du Jiu was about to cry without tears, probably because his actions had an effect, the things behind him moved away, and even the cold air on his body disappeared without a trace.

Qiao Niannian's nervous expression also eased, and he changed the subject: "The noodles are going to be cold, let's eat."

"Okay." Du Jiu pretended that nothing happened, and started eating the noodles again. As for what it was like, only he knew what it was like.

After eating, Du Jiu naturally had to send Qiao Niannian home.

Fortunately, Qiao Niannian’s home is not far from the noodle shop, it takes only five minutes to drive there.

When he got downstairs, Du Jiu took out Qiao Niannian’s suitcase from the trunk. Although he very much hoped that Qiao Niannian would go home immediately, as a couple who just showed that his relationship was confirmed, he must have a reluctance before the end of the date. .

According to Yan Jiu’s character, kissing was too fast and he would definitely not be able to do it. Du Jiu handed the suitcase to Qiao Niannian: "Tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow..." Qiao Niannian also said at the same time.

The two were taken aback for a moment, then smiled at each other.

"You speak first." Du Jiu said.

Qiao Niannian glanced at his wound and tapped his toes: "Thank you so much today, can I go to see you after get off work tomorrow? I must get off work earlier than you, I know you are very busy, and I won't bother you. …"

Du Jiu's eyebrows softened and said, "Okay."

"Then..." Qiao Niannian bit his lip, eyes dismayed, "Then I will go up first..."

Du Jiu nodded: "Go, I will watch you turn on the light before leaving. Remember to lock the door and pay attention to safety."

"Yeah." Qiao Niannian smiled and nodded, then turned and left with the suitcase.

After two steps, she stopped suddenly and turned to look at Du Jiu, seeming to be hesitating about something. Then she made a decision and walked back quickly to reach out and hug him.

Du Jiu was taken aback, then raised his lips and was about to hug her back. Suddenly he felt cold all over, the cold feeling entangled again, and then something stuck on his back. This time I felt clearer than before. This This feeling, this feeling...

Obviously someone hugged him from behind!

Du Jiu felt that he couldn't help but want to scream, Nima is too terrible, is there anything? !

There is a ghost for help! !

Qiao Niannian pushed him suddenly, and Du Jiu took two steps back unprepared.

"Ah, I didn't mean it." She explained hurriedly, "I, I, I didn't stand firm, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Du Jiu's expression was gentle, and his heart was mad. The girl should go upstairs, he can't hold it and collapse if he doesn't leave!

"I'm going up, goodbye." Qiao Niannian was obviously afraid that there would be some moths left behind, and quickly picked up the suitcase again and hurried upstairs.

Du Jiu watched her enter the unit door and returned to the car: "Are you gone? Is the ghost king still there?"

System: "Not here, he left with the hostess."

Du Jiu collapsed instantly when he heard the words, and lay on the steering wheel and cried: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ;_<)~~~~"