What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Like a revolving lantern, countless experiences of being frightened by strange and unusual spirits flashed through Jiuge's mind.

The spirit staring at her from the drawer, the spirit crawling over the door while she was changing clothes, the spirit that ran out of the TV cosplaying as Sadako, the spirit that suddenly appeared face to face with her, the spirit that suddenly moved close to her phone while she was looking at it...

She couldn't understand why An Chen could remain so calm when faced with so many strange and bizarre souls.

They either took a detour or ignored it completely, their every word and action without the slightest hesitation.

If she hadn't noticed that he would occasionally stare blankly at the nearby spirits and then suddenly look away, she probably wouldn't have discovered that there was someone else in the school who could see spirits just like her.

When Jiuge is in working mode, she is forced to ignore her fears, but in her daily life, just pretending to be calm and pretending not to see them takes up most of her energy.

After a while, I really couldn't take it anymore.

That's why she thought of collaborating.

In Jiuge's eyes, a person who possesses spiritual vision and can remain completely undisturbed is an extremely powerful being.

After a long while, Naitang couldn't stand being held so tightly any longer, and she managed to crawl out of Jiuge's arms and hide under the sofa.

Having lost her last source of comfort, Jiuge shivered in the sweltering summer heat.

She ran to the cabinet, rummaged through it, pulled out several large cinnabar stones, hugged them to her chest, and then "whoosh," she disappeared into the room.

Because of An Chen's parting words, Jiu Ge became somewhat suspicious.

I kept looking to the left and then to the right, feeling like the little hairy thing might pop out from some strange place at any time.

"Alas..."

She suddenly realized that spirits don't seem to crawl into bed.

Jiuge placed the cinnabar stone next to her pillow, took off her shoes, crawled into bed, and covered herself completely with the air-conditioning blanket.

She had never longed for An Chen to come back as much as she did now.

……

An Chen's trip to school this time went much more smoothly than before.

The students didn't react as strongly to him as they had the first two times; in fact, a few students who didn't know him even looked at him with admiration.

An Chen didn't have the habit of browsing forums and chat groups, so he didn't know what kind of verbal battles they had gone through there.

But things did indeed calm down considerably, just as he had expected.

Thinking of how Jiuge was frightened by Mao Maotou, An Chen suddenly found it quite amusing for some reason.

On his way home, he stopped by the vegetable market and bought some vegetables.

I've used up most of the stuff I bought before.

Working with Jiuge temporarily solved his financial problems, and during this time he spent money much more extravagantly than before.

When An Chen returned to the apartment, he did not see Jiu Ge.

After putting the vegetables in the kitchen, he washed the chicken wings, made a few slits in them, put them in a bowl, and poured in chopped green onions and ginger, cooking wine, light soy sauce, salt, and dark soy sauce.

He set an alarm for half an hour, picked up the package by the door, and went back to his room.

When the door was opened, the hairy boy, pretending to be a hanged ghost, was hanging from the lamp, foaming at the mouth.

“Hanging shouldn’t look like this, you’re not doing it right,” An Chen said casually.

Upon hearing An Chen's words, the hairy creature hanging from the ceiling tumbled down.

"What would that look like?"

"I don't know, I'm not sure either."

"Okay." The little boy lowered his head in disappointment.

An Chen couldn't help but feel that this guy should be in Jiu Ge's room, not here with him.

He began to suspect that Jiuge might have been frightened and run away from home.

"You scared Jiuge away?"

"No." Mao Maotou shook his head, looking even more disappointed.

"Where is she?" An Chen asked curiously.

"She was completely huddled under the covers, and she didn't respond no matter how I called her or talked to her." As she spoke, Mao Mao's head drooped lower and lower.

He arrived at the apartment early in the afternoon.

But no matter whether it appeared on TV, in the toilet, or jumped out of the sink, Jiuge was nowhere to be seen.

Not only that, he even got a disapproving look from the white cat that was munching on a can of cat food.

Mao Mao wasn't sure if cats would roll their eyes, but it was certain that the white cat had indeed given it a disdainful look.

He tried to punch the cat, but found that he couldn't touch it at all.

Chapter 17, you tell me yourself.

In short, Mao Mao Tou had a very hard time finding Jiu Ge.

After finding Jiuge, Jiuge pretended to be dead, which made him feel even more miserable.

"..."

After easily luring Mao Mao away with a few words, An Chen took out scissors from the drawer and began to unpack the package.

Although he acted as if he didn't care much, he was actually quite curious about what useful things the association would give Jiuge as a reward.

Yesterday, when we went on the mission, my colleague, who looked like a vicious villain, seemed to have mentioned that there was a magical artifact she wanted inside.

When An Chen cut the box open with tape, he saw a pink, glowing object and some oddly shaped materials.

With mixed feelings, he put the materials aside and took out the pink thing inside.

Alright, the fairy wand.

A pink and delicate magic staff.

I imagined Jiuge, radiating a cold aura and with sharp eyes, holding a glowing pink magic wand and chanting a spell.

An Chen felt something was off.

After hesitating for a moment, he put the package back in its original position and placed it in the cabinet in the storage room.

After all, it's a magical artifact. It's better to keep it as a collectible than to lose it. It might even come in handy in the future.

At six o'clock, An Chen knocked on Jiu Ge's door.

After telling her that dinner would be served soon, he went straight to the kitchen.

Heat a pan, pour in a layer of oil, turn on low heat and fry the marinated chicken wings in the pan until cooked.

He then poured the Coke he had bought into the container and put the lid on.

About ten minutes later, Jiuge cautiously walked into the kitchen, drawn by the aroma of the braised cola chicken wings.

After looking around to make sure Mao Maotou wasn't there, she stood aside and secretly observed An Chen cooking.

After making cola chicken wings, An Chen also cooked green pepper and lean pork, and also made a tomato and egg soup.

Watching An Chen's skillful movements intently, Jiu Ge felt amazed.

I never expected him to have such superb cooking skills, unlike myself, who eats takeout for every meal.

"How come you're so good at cooking?" She looked at the contents of the pot, then at An Chen, and asked softly.

“It’s something I was born with,” An Chen answered without hesitation.

"..."

After glaring fiercely at An Chen's retreating figure, Jiu Ge returned to the living room.

She picked up Milk Candy, who was lying on its back, and smiled silently, then began to rub her nose against the cat's head repeatedly.

"I wish I could have a meal with my father and mother."

She whispered to Milk Candy.

……

"Has Mao Mao said when he plans to reincarnate?"

After finishing her meal, Jiuge wiped her mouth.

There are already too many uncontrollable factors. If she continues to be targeted by the same spirit, she feels that she will have to go to the psychiatrist sooner or later.

"He said he'd crawl into his mother's belly after she got pregnant with their second child." An Chen put down his chopsticks and recalled what Mao Mao had said before.

"You can do it like that?" Jiuge was a little surprised.

She always thought that spirit reincarnation was random and that one might not necessarily be reincarnated as a human.

It's possible to be reincarnated as a flower, an animal, or even an insect.

"It should be possible." An Chen carefully searched his memory.

Looking at Jiu Ge, who looked surprised, he felt that she was very different from the image he remembered.

"I've been wanting to ask this before, are you perhaps very skilled at communicating with spirits?"

Jiuge was somewhat curious.

In her previous impression, An Chen was always someone who, although he had the ability to see spirits, did not care about spirits at all and would even ignore them directly.

However, An Chen now shows a side of being very familiar with spirits and seems to be very talkative with them, and even knows spiritual knowledge that she herself did not know.

Even members of the association usually try to avoid communicating with spirits for various reasons, so as not to get infected by anything.

"It's not something I'm good at."

"Not good at it?"

"It's just that we can communicate very naturally."

"..."

With a somewhat speechless look at An Chen, Jiu Ge continued, "Has Mao Mao's mother already started preparing for a second child?"

"No."