Thriller Trainee - Chapter 244

After the vacation, everything slowed down.

They came back from wyn and stayed at home idly.

When alone, Zong Jiu is usually quiet.

He doesn’t like going out and hates places with noisy people, so as long as there is no tour, he usually stays in his high-end apartment most of the time. Only a few times he occasionally wanders out to listen to concerts or dramas, which is considered him. A lackluster hobby.

The equipment in the apartment is quite advanced and very quiet. The single-family elevator goes directly to the garage, which will never disturb other people. If you are lucky, you don’t have to meet your neighbors all year round.

If you want to eat, you can choose to order, or list the required fruits and vegetables on the apartment list in advance. After a few hours, a special person will deliver it to the door. Just like the express delivery before, you don’t need to do it yourself. Go downstairs.

Two months is not long or short, but it is enough to make Zong Jiu familiar with the existence of the devil around him.

At dinner, Zong Jiu cooked himself a steak in the kitchen, sprinkled it with black pepper sauce, and walked out with a knife and fork.

While he was having dinner alone, the devil suddenly came over with something.

Strange to say, Zong Jiu didn’t see the devil one day today.

Usually this guy can’t wait to be around him all day long. It’s rare not to see anyone today, and it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

The magician looked up and was surprised to find that it turned out to be a black cat.

What’s interesting is that this black cat’s eyes are also dark golden, and when they look at each other, there is always the illusion of seeing someone.

“A Gift.”

The devil hooked his fingers and pulled the stool over with the puppet thread. He sat down affectionately next to the white-haired young man, lazily leaned most of himself on the back of the opponent, and put the cat in his hand to the magician. On his knees.

Zong Jiu really likes cats, or he can’t say that he likes them. He just thinks that this kind of animal only needs to raise one. When he is bored, he can always relax his mood, just like the big orange that accompanied him when he was a child. .

The most important thing is that cats are very obedient and don’t need to spend more time on them. They can entertain themselves. They are very suitable for lazy people like Zong Jiu who don’t like to go out and walk their dogs.

But Zong Jiu never planned to raise it.

Because of his itinerary, he has to participate in various tours around the world from time to time every year. It is okay when he doesn’t go out on vacation. Once he goes out, he may not come back for a few months. If you keep a cat at home, the cat’s eating and drinking are usually a problem. In addition, Zong Jiu doesn’t like strangers entering his private land. It is impossible to give the key to the client to feed in, so it is natural to stop. .

Zong Jiu frowned: “Where did you bring the cat from?”

His fingers slid on the black cat’s back, and the latter did not even struggle, but obediently let him touch it.

“Pinch it yourself.” The man sniffed, buried in his shoulder, “No need to feed, and it won’t shed hair.”

Zong Jiu: “…”

He wants to know why this guy knows he likes cats more than that.

But today…

Zong Jiu looked down at the phone.

He rarely pays attention to a certain time or day, except for the schedule arranged on the worksheet. Because it is meaningless to pay attention to them, Zong Jiu is not a person with a sense of date and ceremony most of the time.

But today is different.

Zong Jiu glanced at the date, and suddenly understood why the devil would say it was a gift.

Because today is Zong Jiu’s birthday.

……

Sure enough, as the saying goes, there is nothing to be courteous, and one who commits crime is to steal.

After Zong Jiu put the dishes in the dishwasher, walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and walked out in his nightgown, a certain demon revealed his true intentions.

“Baby, in order to prepare a gift for you, I have consumed a lot of magic power.”

He lay lazily on the bed with one hand on his head, but he looked at the magician unambiguously, “Should you not compensate me?”

Just after Zong Jiu took a shower, his wet long hair was draped behind him, leaving a winding trail of water marks on the white nightgown. The light in the room was already dim. After lighting it like this, you could clearly see the steaming mist of the youth, which seemed to lie behind the narrow eyebrows.

It seems… very appetizing.

Zong Jiu let out a cold snort, turned his head and walked to the table.

In these two months, Zong Jiu didn’t gain anything at all, he could be sure that he had indeed lost a memory.

But of course, he couldn’t take this point to verify with the devil, but calmly planned to find out more information.

There is no doubt that they knew each other before.

Although I don’t know how deep this understanding is, there is no doubt that no matter how it was in the past, their relationship has now reached the point of negative distance contact.

A small Black Forest cake was already placed on the table, framed on a silver plate, with cold black chocolate shavings scattered around it.

This is one of the few flavors that Zong Jiu likes.

Zong Jiu rarely celebrates his birthday, because his birthday is not the day when he was actually born, but the day when he was adopted by an old nun. His real birthday is not known at all.

I don’t know where the devil knows this, whether it’s birthday, hobby, or gift.

“How did you know?”

In the silence, the magician picked up the gold fork and slowly picked up a piece.

The lights dimmed suddenly, and at the same time, the candles on the cake lit flickering flames.

“It’s not difficult to find these, dear magician.”

The man’s low voice came up ambiguously, one hand skillfully rounded the magician’s side.

The gray-haired magician looked down.

On the blue screen, the encyclopedia of magician Zong Jiu’s personal support club is flashing in the dark. It clearly lists his preferences, including age, birthday, height and weight hobbies and various other information.

The information was posted by the brokerage company when he first became a magician. At that time, Zong Jiu was more tender and sincere, with almost no fake content, all of which were authentic and honest.

Zong Jiu: “…” I didn’t know what to return for a while.

The devil can go online, good fellow.

Soon, Zong Jiu was in no mood to care about these.

The devil who just kept saying that he doesn’t like sweets, after tasting the taste of the magician’s mouth, commented, “Baby, you are so sweet.”

According to the devil’s fallacy, since Zong Jiu gave Zong Jiu a gift on his birthday, according to the truth, the other party should also return the gift.

“The devil still has a birthday?” The magician raised an eyebrow and sneered.

“Of course there is, that’s today.”

The devil is serious: “So my dear magician, what should you give me in return?”

“Or……”

The man approached him unkindly, his pupils gleaming with a deep light: “Send yourself to me, how about?”

……

This kind of thing belongs to the joy of the world and the flesh. The magician also pursues the happiness and excitement of reality, as long as the other party can make him comfortable, why not do it.

“My dear, I help you every time, don’t you think it’s unfair?”

The devil hugged the magician’s waist and licked his lips.

Zong Jiu looked at him condescendingly, and refused without thinking: “No.”

“Doing this kind of thing is thankless and can’t make me cool, why should I help you?”

Very reason for a magician.

If the devil doesn’t let him take a break first, Zong Jiu will never do this kind of loss-making business. And he really often turns his face and refuses to recognize people after getting upset.

But what about it, every time it is the devil who begs/joys, it is not him.

However, this time, the man grabbed the magician’s ankle and didn’t let him fool it.

The temperature rose in the darkness, and the icy thunder and lightning behind the dark clouds engulfed the golden light to split people apart.

The magician shivered, convulsing all over his body, and closed his eyes impatiently, letting the sweat on his forehead slip off.

The devil loves him so much that he will endure his emotions, and will post to him after a while and tease him.

“Baby, you are so hot today, do you have a fever?”

Two months later, Zong Jiu was able to get rid of the first unnaturalness and became used to it.

Of course, although he is used to it, he has not yet become indifferent before his amnesia, and he can even take the initiative against the guest. He often can’t play a demon with no lower limit in this regard, and sometimes he is so angry that he is unwilling to listen to the other party. Sweet love words, red with anger.

Just like now.

“…Ahhh…get out!”

The magician grabbed his hair, and then was touched by the indifferent demon’s forehead, drowning his breath and tremor into his lips and teeth.

After the magician recovered his memory, thinking of all this, he didn’t know what it would be like.

Thinking of this, the devil felt happy.

But in his own heart, he didn’t seem to want to end all this so early.

Finally, the magician bowed his back tightly, and the whole person subconsciously bent into a graceful arc.

However, the other party took advantage of the situation and pushed the person to the end of the bed, grinding more harshly.

“Mephistopheles–!”

Zong Jiu gritted his teeth and shouted out the name.

“What’s the matter, baby?”

The devil responded happily.

For a moment, he suddenly stopped, and the wind stopped raining suddenly.

It was after such a moment of cessation that Zong Jiu successfully grasped the initiative.

He pushed the man to the wall, his hands unbelievably strong.

The black-haired demon pretended to rub the back of his head, which was not hurt at all, with a sad tone.

“It’s not a good habit to cross the river and tear down the bridge. You do it every time.”

Zong Jiu didn’t answer, but stepped on it barefoot.

The latter let out a muffled snort, but his Adam’s apple rolled back a few times, making the magician’s toes shrink.

Looking at the messy sheets again, the magician jumped out of a crossroad on his forehead and threw it into the washing machine with a black face.

There is no change of sheets tonight, so I can only sleep on the sofa.

Of course, only Zong Jiu slept on the sofa, and the devil was only suitable for sleeping on the floor.

The stars outside the window are very bright.

The young man lay on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes, his hair hanging aside.

He was so sleepy that he was too tired to turn his head and give a kick to the person who had climbed up quietly.

In the silence and darkness, someone seemed to whisper in his ear.

Happy birthday, my little magician.