city ​​of the dead

It was pitch black outside the window, with no light at all, and it looked pitch black, revealing invisible fear in people's hearts.

Yajun didn't mention too much to Zhang Min. Now her condition is extremely unstable, which makes Yajun a little worried. In it, Yajun doesn't know whether it is because of what the dark ghost is doing to her, or Zhang Min's own constitution.

The body of Yin and cold will always get sick when it encounters a little evil, and it is born weak and sick, especially Zhang Min, who is extremely Yin.In the cold winter, the yin body born in Zishi.

Such a woman is inherently insecure and extremely timid.But extremely evil.

So Yajun was very worried, Zhang Min's physique, no matter it was any insignificant ghost, she wanted to get close, because she herself was a cold body.

Time passed quickly, after Ya Jun comforted Zhang Min to sleep, he sat alone in the hall, quietly thinking about what happened these days.

Time passed by, and when Zhang Min woke up the next day, Ya Jun had already gone out.

The table in the living room on the first floor was still covered with a prepared breakfast, and it was still hot when Zhang Min opened it, which meant that Yajun had just gone out not long ago.Yajun also left a note on the table.

"When you wake up, remember to eat breakfast. I have prepared medicine in the kitchen. Remember to drink it after breakfast. Don't worry, I will be back soon."

A simple line of words made Zhang Min feel very heartwarming, she felt really good.

God is destined to give everyone a patron saint, and Zhang Min knows that his patron saint is Yajun.

She has her, everything is content.

I happily ate the breakfast made by my favorite person, and then sat on the sofa beautifully. This feeling is really solid.

Zhang Min looked around the house looking left and right, even though the house was not his own, nor was it luxurious.But this is her home.

Sometimes, a real home does not need luxury and decoration. When you are with your favorite person, you will find that a simple home is the warmest.

When Yajun came back, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, he was still the same, with a calm expression on his face, it seemed that Zhang Min had never seen him flustered.

"Why did you go?"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Min's face was not very pale, but rather round at this time, looking beautiful and moving.

"Meet a friend."

Yajun turned his head and smiled.

"Oh."

Yajun didn't explain, and Zhang Min didn't need to ask more, because the two of them believed in each other unconditionally, even if they lied to each other, they both knew they were thinking of each other.

"Maybe I'm going out tonight?"

Yajun walked over, but there was an indescribable heaviness on her pretty face.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhang Min asked with wide eyes, his expression was full of worry besides curiosity.

"No, it's just a little trouble, you don't have to worry. Rest at home."

Yajun shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.

"Where are you going tonight?"

Zhang Min thought for a while, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Desolate Street!"

Yajun knew that he and that yin woman would meet each other eventually.Moreover, when it comes to dealing with this matter, Ya Jun has no intention of being kind at all. It doesn't matter whether you tear up your face or not, the important thing is to solve this matter as soon as possible.

"Oh, so when will you be back?"

Thinking of being alone in this empty house at night, Zhang Min felt a little lost again, but she was not a delicate woman, and she also knew that Yajun was running around all day for her own business.

"It will be soon, honestly stay at home and don't go anywhere." Ya Jun said very easily, but when he glanced at Zhang Min, his eyes changed again.