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

The house wasn't very clean; there were several bags of trash piled up at the doorway that no one had thrown away.

Even though it's a hot day, no one bothers to clear away the leftover food from the table.

If I remember correctly, Mao Mao's parents are both very particular about hygiene and cleanliness.

His mother, in particular, has always had an extremely severe case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, unable to tolerate even a single hair in a corner.

Taking a deep breath, Mao Mao slowly floated into his mother's room.

The fan and air conditioner were not on; only a desk lamp was lit. His mother was already asleep in bed, holding his photo.

Standing quietly to the side, he noticed that his mother's eyelashes were still covered with a liquid that he couldn't tell if it was tears or sweat.

My parents' room hasn't changed much, except it's a bit messy and, like the living room, it's not as clean as it used to be.

Quietly floating in front of her mother, the little boy tried to scrape something off her mother's eyelashes with his little finger.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch his mother's cheek at all.

As if sensing something, Mom's eyelashes twitched and her mouth moved slightly.

"Little boy".

Suddenly, she closed her eyes and softly called out Mao Mao Tou's name.

"Mother."

He touched his mother's head in mid-air, and felt like crying, but this time his tears just wouldn't come out.

He glanced at his mother with reluctance, then turned and went to his room.

I wonder if Mom and Dad are joking with Mao Mao.

When he entered his room, he found that everything in his room was exactly the same as before, and the lights were still on, as if they were waiting for him to come back.

Moreover, the room was spotless, without even a single hair in sight.

The water in the cartoon cup was still steaming, and there was fresh fruit and a large box of snacks on the small table next to it.

The latest fable book was also placed brand new on the bedside table, next to a robot dog that Mao Mao Tou had wanted but his parents never bought because they thought it was too expensive.

……

After leaving the barbecue restaurant, An Chen took Jiu Ge for a stroll around the neighborhood.

When he goes out, he doesn't have much time to appreciate the scenery; he's mostly focused on strange things.

This was a rare opportunity, and An Chen was surprisingly much more relaxed.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, neon lights shimmer, cars stream along the road, and many people stroll along the street, young and old, creating a lively scene.

Although he doesn't particularly like crowded environments, occasionally experiencing this vibrant, down-to-earth atmosphere allows An Chen to feel a rare sense of peace.

Jiuge let her hair down again, looking completely satisfied.

An Chen stared at her, suddenly lost in thought.

Although he knew before that Jiuge was very beautiful, for some reason now, the more he looked at Jiuge, the more comfortable he felt.

"That little black guy you mentioned before, he's already appeared. Why aren't you going to catch him yet?" As if remembering something, Jiu Ge gently tugged at An Chen's sleeve and suddenly spoke up.

When she noticed An Chen staring at her, she felt a little shy and didn't dare to meet his gaze.

There were spirits in the distance, so she dared not look too far ahead...

On the first day after signing the agreement, An Chen said that he was looking for that thing and asked Jiu Ge to keep it a secret.

Although Jiuge hasn't seen the Phantom yet, Su Zhi and Li Zhi have indeed indicated that the Phantom has already visited the pseudo-capital.

"It's not the right time yet. We need to act at the most precise moment." An Chen shrugged, looking somewhat wistful.

The hem of her clothes was torn and deformed again...

He glanced at the hem of his clothes and sighed.

This is just the first step in the game; there's no time to rush it.

His past experience told him that if he was too eager to achieve something he had carefully planned, it would most likely end up being a failure.

It will come naturally when the time is right.

"If I ever run into him, I'll do anything to help you catch him."

Jiuge clenched her right hand, waved her fist in the air, and looked at An Chen with confidence.

If it weren't for An Chen, she would still be all alone.

Even though she has had no shortage of people who like her since she was a child, not a single person likes her because they understand her.

Now that she knows An Chen has such a nemesis, Jiu Ge has no choice but to help him.

"Thank you then." An Chen couldn't help but pat Jiu Ge's head.

Jiuge let go of her hand, her face flushed, and she suddenly ran away.

……

After leisurely strolling home, it was already past nine o'clock.

Under Jiu Ge's questioning gaze, An Chen walked into the kitchen and casually cooked himself a large pot of noodles.

"Didn't you say you weren't hungry?" Jiu Ge gripped the kitchen door with both hands, moved her head, and looked at An Chen with some difficulty.

Could it be that An Chen left all the food for her because she seemed to really like barbecue?

"Yes, I'm just suddenly hungry."

An Chen dropped the egg into the boiling noodles and placed the bowl on the table.

Jiuge tucked her hair behind her ear, nodded slightly, and ran to the wall to add new cat food for Naitang.

Then she ran straight to the other side of the cat bowl.

Picking up the litter scoop, Jiuge tried to clean the litter box for Naitang, just like Anchen usually did.

“I suddenly remembered that I’ve met a spirit whose personality is somewhat similar to yours.” An Chen said, glancing at Jiu Ge’s back as he ate his noodles.

Chapter 54 She's like a female psychopath

Over the years, An Chen has seen countless spirits of all kinds, and some of them have left a deep impression on him.

"Somewhat like me?" Jiuge threw the trash into the trash can and then washed her hands.

Hearing An Chen say that there was a spirit that resembled her made her feel uneasy.

Jiuge has always stubbornly believed that everyone is a unique being.

If possible, she doesn't want to be trapped by any labels, let alone be like anyone else.

Even if others say that she is just a girl, Jiuge will feel dissatisfied and feel that she is being stereotyped by gender.

"He was a very immature boy, not very old, but with a strong sense of justice just like you. He was also misunderstood by everyone, didn't fit in, and seemed very strange." An Chen ate the egg on his plate in a few bites, reminiscing with some nostalgia.

"..." Jiuge clenched her fist tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then let go.

She could say she was strange and didn't fit in, but when An Chen said it, it took on a different meaning.

“Like Mao Mao Tou, I also met him when he was alive,” An Chen added.

"You already knew Mao Mao Tou?"

Jiuge's eyes turned cold.

If I remember correctly, during that mission, An Chen acted as if he had never seen her before, and even asked her to take the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Upon hearing Jiu Ge's question, An Chen coughed a few times and choked on his noodles.

"Ahem... Anyway, although that boy is a bit of a chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), always saying that he is the chosen one and that God sent him down to save foolish humanity, he is actually really amazing. When I first met him, I thought he was just joking and found him a bit annoying."

Changing the subject from the topic of the chuunibyou boy, he began to describe the spirit of that immature boy.

Jiuge narrowed her eyes, her expression still not very pleasant.

She couldn't remember ever doing something so stupid, actually stooping to comparing herself to this boy.

An Chen took a small sip of soup and continued, "Guess what happened in the end?"

"what happened?"

Jiuge pulled out a stool from the side and sat down with a serious expression.

An Chen sighed: "That boy died in a huge fire. At the time, the firefighters didn't dare to rush in directly."

The fire was extremely large, and he was quite far away from the scene at the time.

Even though they were a long distance apart, An Chen could feel the intense heat.

"So he died while saving someone?" Jiuge paused and asked.

"Yes, there was a couple outside who had just returned from shopping and were crying very hard, saying that their child was still inside."

After putting down his chopsticks and wiping his mouth, An Chen continued to recall.

"He ignored the firefighters' attempts to stop him and just kept running and rushing inside," he added.

"..."

Jiuge remained silent, unsure of what to say.

Suddenly, the only sound in the whole room was the gurgling of milk candy.

"Don't you think what he did was irrational?" After putting the bowl back in the kitchen, An Chen returned to the dining table and wiped it.

"A little..."

"He was very skilled. He rescued at least five people in the end. His technique was precise, and he clearly knew a lot about rescue."

"?"

Jiuge's mouth twitched slightly, her expression one of utter confusion.

"He eventually collapsed inside due to lack of oxygen, but in the end, he still pushed the last child, urging him to cover his mouth and nose and rush out quickly."

An Chen stopped. "When I passed by there again, he had already become a spirit. When he saw me, he told me that he had always lived with his father, who was a firefighter who died saving people. Now he had fulfilled his father's last wish and could go to see his father."

At that time, the boy was smiling, and his expression was very satisfied.