Chu Qi's Feast at Hongmen

  My face turned a bit red, it's the first time someone has said that to me since I was born, although Ming Yan isn't human, as long as he is by my side, I feel at ease.

  As long as I like it, who cares about the yin and yang separation? I tried to get along with the living, but those people would freak out as soon as they heard my profession, I'm really fed up with the way they look at me, this is just fine.

  He needs me and I need him.

  "Xiao Yue, you're here! There's a man at the office door who wants to see you. On your way back, can you help me buy a bottle of Coke? Thanks!" Colleague An Xu said with a smile, poking his head in through the doorway.

  I was at a loss for what to do next, how to ease the awkwardness of this pink bubble, break the ambiguous atmosphere. He arrived just in time to help me out of this predicament.

  Without thinking, I agreed to his request. After An Xiu left, I raised my head and looked at Ming Yan with a blush on my face, saying: "I didn't know you had such a cheesy side too. I'm not as great as you said, someone is looking for me, you can go now."

  "I'm with you." Ming Yan stood solemnly in front of me, looking at the door with a hint of concern.

  I looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong with you? It's just a meeting, do you have to be so tense? I'm not that weak and fragile, always being protected by you."

  Ming Yan glanced at the entrance and shook his head at me, "It's that killer, he's waiting for you outside."

  Qiu Qi?

  I heard it was him, my heart that had just calmed down became tense again. I thought that if we could talk things through, we wouldn't have to see each other again. But before they even had time to part ways, how did he end up coming back?

  I glanced at Ming Yan, understanding the concern in his eyes. I perked up and smiled: "You're a ghost, he's human, no need to be so tense, right? Moreover, I think this guy shouldn't be the kind who goes back on his word. Let's meet him, I'm curious what purpose he has for coming back?"

  Ming Yan didn't say anything else, but followed me out to the entrance. At the doorway, a man in a black suit was leaning against the door frame, his head tilted back and his eyes slightly closed, as if savoring the warmth of the sun, seemingly impervious to the scorching heat.

  The moment he saw Chu Qi, his heart was no longer as tense as it had been earlier. It was because of his calmness? Now he seemed like an ordinary person, without any threat. Even Ming Yan, who had been tense at first, relaxed a lot at this moment, but the vigilance in his eyes still existed.

  The assassin's keen senses detected someone approaching, and he slightly moved his eyelids, turned his head, and a sly smile hung on his face, while his cold eyes remained as icy as snow.

  Gradually getting used to this person's unpredictability, I also try my best to remain calm and face him calmly.

  He stood up, the white flower on his chest was gone, his straight figure, paired with that black suit, standing at the boundary of yin and yang, was particularly pleasing to the eye.

  I even have a kind of illusion that he is the legendary Ferryman, and I am just an ordinary person, because he looks more like a god of death overall.

  "There's no one else here, and it's not our first meeting, so I didn't beat around the bush and asked directly: 'You came back, what do you want to say? I'm just a worker, my boss has tasks for me soon, I still have work to do.'"

  Chu Qi touched the bridge of her nose, walked slowly towards me, took out her phone and smiled: "Give me your phone number, how about I invite you to dinner tonight? You must be off work sometimes, I think we need to have a good talk."

  She raised an eyebrow, staring into his eyes to guess his intention. Although I didn't know what he wanted to say to me, I still gave him my phone number. And agreed that after work in the evening, he would come to pick us up.

  I spent the whole afternoon in a daze, but it was Mingyan who seemed to be really unworried about what would happen tonight, and instead kept comforting me, telling me not to think too much and just wait and see.

  It's easy for him to say, he doesn't have to worry about life and death, every step I take is to preserve my own life, what choice do I have?

  Having a meal with an assassin is like being at the Feast of Hongmen, it's not that delicious.

  Finally made it to the evening after work, I went to find my uncle and told him that I was going out for dinner at night. My uncle heard that it was a boy and didn't even ask who he was, just said take good care of yourself and wished me good luck, then drove away in his newly bought second-hand car, leaving me alone at the door, feeling the desolation of autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

  I was so angry that I jumped up and down, grabbing Ming Yan's clothes and questioning him: "What is that expression? Tell me! Am I really that unworthy in his eyes, no one can look up to me. Can only be liked by you this ghost?"

  Ming Yan was taken aback, staring at me. It wasn't until then that I realized I had gone too far, and in a moment of anger, I hadn't considered his feelings, forgetting that he was no longer human.

  Loosening his wrist, she turned to hold his hand instead, looking up at his dark eyes, "Since I can't marry out, it's not bad to spend a lifetime with a ghost, what do you say?"

  Ming Yan lowered his head and glanced at our hands clasped together, a genuine smile rising from the corners of his mouth. "Being able to stand by your side is all I desire."

  The horn sounded, and the headlights were so bright that I couldn't open my eyes. I turned aside and cursed: "You really know how to pick a time, damn it!"

  "You seem to like talking to yourself, and this time you're even more entranced. If you keep going on like this, people will think you're crazy." Just as I was being honest with Ming Yan, a black sports car suddenly stopped in front of me. The driver stuck his head out and said with a playful smile, "What are you staring at? Get in!"

  I had a bad feeling about this person from the start, no matter what he said, I felt like there was malice behind his words. I gave him a sideways glance, took off my backpack and sat in the back seat, not taking the front passenger seat that he had opened for me.

  I've figured it out, he wants to kill me. No matter what I do or how scared I am of him, he'll still kill me. Rather than that, I'd rather live as myself, at least this way I won't be looked down on by him.

  I didn't follow his heart, he wasn't annoyed either. He casually closed the car door, turned around to look at the rearview mirror and hummed a sound.

  Ming Yan sat beside me and saw everything clearly, couldn't help but laugh: "You're doing this to Wu Ni, aren't you afraid that in a fit of rage he'll really make things difficult for you?"

  I glared at him with a dark face and typed a few words on my phone: "What's your job? Can't intervene between people, don't you dare not to help if you don't speak up! If he dares to move me, you'll make him useless! Let him be unable to be a man!"

  After typing these words, I also made a cutting gesture with my hand, gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, fearless.

  Ming Yan blinked his eyes and looked at my gestures, slightly raised his sword eyebrows, turned his head to look out the window, and restrainedly trembled his shoulders.

  I tilted my head in confusion and scratched my head, laughing was just laughing, why bother to tilt my head and pretend?

  It seems that ancient people all had this habit. Although Meng Yan, a ghost of five hundred years, has changed in some ways, those old habits still exist.

  Unintentionally, the reflection of the glass caught my eye, and under the streetlight, the black glass on the front face clearly reflected Chu Qi's changing expression. He seemed to have seen my movement just now, his brow furrowed in confusion, lost in thought without a sound.

  When I found myself staring at the car glass with a bad smile, he immediately restored his cold and proud self, staring straight ahead and driving seriously.

  I gazed out of the car window at the neon lights that were gradually lighting up, and the originally sparse vehicles also slowly increased, one by one speeding past us.

  I suddenly realized that this guy was going to take me to the city center, and I couldn't help but speak up: "Didn't you say we were just going to eat? Why bring me to the city? Wherever we eat, I won't have an appetite anyway."

  "What's the same? There are many people in the city, aren't you always on guard against me, afraid that I will harm you? Isn't this just right, with so many people watching me, you don't have to be so afraid?" His tone was clearly mocking, openly ridiculing my cowardice.

  Looking at the smile reflected on the glass, I rolled my eyes and turned my head to continue looking out the window. "No matter how many people are on top of you, if you want to kill me, it's just a matter of one bullet. Cut!"

  Chu Qi suddenly smiled and said nothing, turning at a traffic light intersection, stopping in front of a barbecue shop with a very unique style within ten minutes.

  I got off the bus with Ming Yan, looked at each other, he just smiled at me and shook his head slightly.

  As we entered, a spirited young man came out to greet us. He called Chu Qi "brother" and Chu Qi, usually aloof, smiled and chatted with him. He also introduced me to the young man, who arranged a private room for us.

  The young man seemed to know Chu Qi very well, and without saying a word, he took us upstairs to the second floor, gave us a luxurious room in the innermost corner, and enthusiastically brought us food that had been prepared beforehand.

  It turned out that he had been prepared for a long time. After sitting down, he calmly poured me a glass of beer, but I stopped him: "Sorry, I don't drink alcohol, mineral water is fine."

  He handed me a bottle of juice and let me help myself, then started eating on his own. I didn't touch my chopsticks, nor was I in the mood to eat what was in front of me, even though it looked appetizing and smelled good.

  I endured all the way and finally asked: "What exactly do you want to say to me? You won't bring me here just to watch you eat, will you?"

  Chu Qi gently wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue, put down the food in her hand, and made a zipping motion across her mouth with her fingers, giving me a meaningful look.

  Then he stood up and opened a small window in a dark corner of the wall, "Of course not to let you see me eat, but to let you watch the show."

  Then he yielded the window, hinting that I should look over myself. On the other side of the glass was also a elegant room, or they couldn't see us here, and inside, a scene of master-slave drama was being performed.

  I didn't expect to see Yuan Rui here, nor did I expect to see his violent side again.

  The little rascal was slapped by Yuan Rui and fell to the ground, with his foot on the younger brother's chest, grasping his collar. "Useless thing, you didn't even get anything out of going in once. Letting you watch who comes and goes, you can even lose him. What are you good for?"

  "Master, I don't know what's going on either? That person just vanished into thin air right in front of us. We've sent people to stake out every road nearby but can't find any trace of him. It's really spooky."

  Yuan Rui furrowed his brow, slowly loosening his grip on his clothes, and sat calmly on the stool, narrowing his eyes: "Who is this third party?"

  His gaze shifted towards mine, as if he had discovered that I was sneaking a peek, and he got up and walked over, making me feel a little scared, involuntarily taking a step back and tightly grasping the clothes on my chest, cold sweat dripping down.