The breathing of the black-haired demon made no sound. The little black demon would make a little sound every now and then, but as he fell into a deep sleep, the breathing sound he “learned” from his uncle gradually disappeared, restoring his original state.
There were obviously three people in the room, but it seemed like Ji Huan was the only one.
Fortunately, Hei Dan’s belly was still bulging.
Ji Huan hugged Hei Dan’s belly and opened his eyes in the dark for a while. When his eyelids finally couldn’t hold on any longer, he slowly closed them.
And just after he closed his eyes, if someone turned on the light at this time, or if Ji Huan wasn’t sleeping well and waved his fist in the air, he would find an incredible scene floating in the mid-air:
The black-haired demon was not sleeping on the other side of Ji Huan. At this moment, he was actually floating above Ji Huan!
He seemed to have been here for a long time. Perhaps, when he turned off the lights, he turned over and stopped here.
This posture was not difficult for him.
If Ji Huan’s mood hadn’t been in such a mess, he would have noticed that the room was extremely dark today, so dark that it was almost impossible to see.
Because that man himself is ‘darkness’.
And if Ji Huan was awake and had Hei Dan’s good eyesight, he would see an even more terrifying scene: countless thin threads were separated from the black-haired man’s body, and those threads spread from his body to every corner of the room. From this point of view, it seems that these black mist-like thin threads are pulling the man to hover in the air. From another angle, it is these black mist-like threads that make this space a closed black space.
Any person or object in the room is under the control of the “black mist” and cannot escape.
Fortunately, Ji Huan’s sleeping posture was very good. He just lay quietly on the bed, holding Hei Dan in his arms. Although he was worried, his biological clock was very accurate. Not long after he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.
The black-haired man continued to float in the air, looking at him, face to face.
Those eyes as black as a ‘black hole’ faced the tightly closed eyes of the young man, and the man’s gaze fell on the other’s thick black eyelashes.
Ji Huan’s eyelashes are not very long, but they are very black, which makes his eye rim look particularly clear, without the need to use some women’s cosmetics… the kind that are probably called eyeliner.
For example, his red-haired female secretary has been fond of using green eyeliner recently. To be honest, the first time he saw her with a pair of green-rimmed eyes, he almost immediately thought of the little black demon from Ji Huan’s family.
That little demon with an inexplicable preference for green.
Suspended in the mid-air, one hand holding the elbow of the other arm, he made a fist and put it on his chin, seemingly thinking about something.
Just as Colivan repeatedly gave gifts to impress Ji Huan’s family, the hobbies of the little demon named Hei Dan also left a deep impression.
Upon careful consideration, it is precisely the singular and persistent nature of hobbies that makes them particularly impressive.
It was so profound that he remembered it all.
Remember that the same is true for Ji Huan.
His life is too long. Although he has a good memory, he is destined to have countless people come and go in his life, and many unimportant and unimpressive people may become passers-by in his life.
At first, he thought that the same was true for Ji Huan’s family.
Bringing them here to live was actually just a piece of cake.
A house is like a “territory” to a demon, and he has countless territories in this world.
It’s not really like the other person will accompany you to the end in another world, and giving him a place to live is actually nothing, right?
He doesn’t feel that what he does needs to be appreciated by others.
Although for a long time, everything he did required the other party to pay an equal or even high price in exchange.
Such as Rockfini.
Long ago, Rockfini helped him keep his house, and he lent part of his “power” to the other party.
To him, that little power was what the other party urgently needed. The other party was very grateful to him, so he was very devoted to his duties.
What the black-haired demon wants is gratitude from the other party for exceeding the value of the exchanged items.
Of course there are those who violate their oaths.
For these kinds of demons, there are naturally well-designed clauses in the oath that demand high compensation from them. For a long time, he enjoyed reading books, including professional books on oaths.
If we use the terminology from Ji Huan’s world, these are probably books describing the laws.
Look, whatever suits you, there is nothing wrong with reading more books, any kinds of books.
He likes people who love reading – this is something he discovered recently.
The black-haired demon tapped his chin again.
After meeting Ji Huan, he seemed to have spend more time on himself.
For example, he began to realize his own preferences.
He didn’t seem to have any preferences before.
That’s not right either. It may just be that the things that suit his preferences haven’t appeared yet. He is a demon who likes to try and has the courage to try.
Recently, he even read some books based on the analyses of blood type.
But his blood type is a bit complex, and it’s difficult to understand further just by analyzing it himself.
So the secretary recommended him to read the current most popular book on birthdate analysis.
But he couldn’t remember his birth date clearly.
It was probably during a very cold season, and the nights seemed to be particularly long that year. He seemed to have some memories of being born, and he also had memories of shivering in the dark night.
But if you insist on finding out which day it was, you will probably have to look at the local geographical annals, but of course no one in Yefar would keep record of these things.
He knows many people and understands their weaknesses, but he only doesn’t understand himself.
He had no interest in himself either.
In this world, whether he likes it or hates it, he is destined to spend this magical life alone, not knowing when it will end.
Until one day after meeting Ji Huan, he seemed to finally start paying attention to himself.
“What…..do you think of me? What do you… think of this place?” The boy… no, he was a young man now, and the question he asked made him think for a long time.
Since he didn’t come up with an answer, he couldn’t answer it either.
He is a demon who is good at thinking and answering questions, but this question… really got to him.
Alone with a demon suspended in the mid-air, under his eyes was Ji Huan, a young man sleeping with a frown on his face, and a little demon sleeping sweetly. Suddenly, he also felt a bit sleepy.
Hmm…the bed seems to be very soft…
He also closed his eyes.
Ji Huan woke up and was stunned, unable to understand his current situation for a while.
However, he subconsciously looked at himself and found himself wearing a green t-shirt that he had never seen before. He realised in his heart: This is probably Hei Dan’s dream again.
This little guy’s nightlife is very rich and colourful – Ji huan, an uncle, evaluated his nephew while looking for Hei Dan.
The place where he appeared this time was his current home, which was not surprising. Hei Dan is a little country bumpkin. He hadn’t been to many places and the places where he appears in dreams were always limited.
Ji Huan walked to Hei Dan’s room in a familiar manner. The room was almost the same as usual, except for an additional self-portrait of Hei Dan on the wall.
Is this something that Hei Dan wants? Ji Huan looked at the portrait for a while, along with the exquisite wooden carving frame. He thought about the possibility of drawing it by himself and letting his Grandpa carve it. While thinking about it, he called Hei Dan’s name and went downstairs.
“Hei Dan.”
Even in the dream, he didn’t intend to let Hei Dan stay alone for too long.
Hei Dan dreamt about him, so he must’ve wanted to see him.
The longer it took him to find Hei Dan, the longer Hei Dan would be afraid in his dreams. Thinking of the dream he had when he was young in which he was separated from his Grandpa, he raised his voice.
“Hei Dan.”
Ji Huan opened the door.
When the cold air from outside the door rushed in, he was startled.
“It’s so cold.” Ji Huan said unconsciously.
Yefar has always been hot, and although the temperature drops significantly at night, it’s not as cold as this piercing cold, right?
Ji Huan shuddered and quickly closed the door. After rummaging in the bedroom for a long time, he couldn’t find any thick piece of clothing. In the end, he had to wear several layers of t-shirts and cover himself with his usual grey cloak before going out.
At this moment, he even thought about the questions like “I don’t know if Hei Dan will be cold?” and “Does Grandpa wear thick clothes when he goes out?”
Although this is just a dream.
Ji Huan wrapped himself in layers of thin clothes and walked out.
Da Bai was at the door, but he didn’t look cold. He was covered by Miss Eroka, and every time Eroka took a breath, Ji Huan saw sparks in the air.
The five chickens were also shivering in the pig’s nest.
Ji Huan:……
He calmly glanced in the direction of the pigsty, and then began to search elsewhere in the yard with some relief.
However, after searching for a while, he couldn’t find Hei Dan and felt a bit anxious.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
It’s not the door of the house, but the black carved door in the yard.
There is a door knocker there, and people who come can just knock it directly.
Ji Huan quickly walked towards the gate.
Through the black carved door, Ji Huan glanced out: he didn’t see anyone.
Did the person leave?
Ji Huan was thinking this when suddenly the door knocker sounded again.
Outside the empty door, someone is still knocking on the door…
Ji Huan suddenly felt even colder. He reflexively glanced at the door knocker, and at that moment, he suddenly forgot about the piercing chill all over his body.
“Hei Dan…why did you run outside?”
Outside the black door, through the exquisite carvings, Ji Huan saw a small child standing outside.
Soft black hair, big black eyes, a white face that is whiter than snow, and the lips are not red like blood, but a slightly pale pink.
The child’s eyes were very big, and at that moment, those dark eyes were staring straight at Ji Huan.
He was very short, and Ji Huan noticed that he could only reach the door knocker by standing on his toes.
The sky was already very dark, so Ji Huan could only see this much.
He suddenly thought of Hei Dan’s growing white skin, and then thought of how Hei Dan usually painted himself white in his paintings he saw before. For some reason, Ji Huan immediately thought that this child was the Hei Dan in his dream.
So, just like any parent who has been looking for their child for a long time but hasn’t found him, Ji Huan quickly opened the door when he saw that the mischievous child finally came back after staying outside for a long time.
“Come in quickly.” It’s even colder outside the door. This dream is very strange. It’s already cold enough in the yard, but it’s even colder outside. Not only is it cold, it’s also pitch black!
Imagining Hei Dan walking alone on such a street for a long time, Ji Huan felt a bit distressed.
“Can I come in?” “Hei Dan” raised his head, his voice was soft and crisp.
“This is your home, why can’t you come in?” Ji Huan was a little surprised, and seeing that the child was still not moving, he bent down and directly picked up his small and thin little body.
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