There is a goddess living in the house, which is the most excited YY in the hearts of many otaku slings.

However, what happened to Lin Xiaoyi, he couldn't be happy anyway.

Not only is the origin of this goddess mysterious, but she also knows the secrets buried in her heart.

This is a secret that Lin Xiaoyi never wants to say, and it is also a pain that he can never erase in his heart.

After all, his only sister died in this secret.

"Don't you think it's rude to keep staring at girls?"

Bu Qingchen, who was struggling with a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, suddenly raised his head and said vaguely.

Lin Xiaoyi didn't retract his scrutinizing gaze, and asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"

Bu Qingchen swept away the scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the plate, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Don't be so serious, I remember, you haven't laughed since we met, come, laugh!"

Lin Xiaoyi snorted lightly and stared at Bu Qingchen without saying a word.

Bu Qingchen pursed his lips, "You can't even laugh, it's really boring!"

Lin Xiaoyi still didn't smile or answer, and the focus of his eyes always fell on Bu Qingchen's face.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you!" Bu Qingchen waved his hand, sat on the sofa, and said with a comfortable face: "I'm a transfer student, I just came here, I don't know the place well, and I haven't found a place to settle yet, so I'll come to your house for a few days to borrow it." ”

"There are so many classmates in the class, do you want to live in my house?"

"Hey, what you said, this girl was born as beautiful as a flower, and she is captivating the country and the city, and living in your house is to give you a long face, do you still dislike it?"

"I don't need you to have a long face, so, please get out!"

Lin Xiaoyi stood up abruptly and said with a solemn face.

Bu Qingchen, who was still pinching his waist with his hands just now, and scolded the street, suddenly lost his temper, and said with a smile: "If you have something to say, don't be angry, and when you are angry, you are not cute at all!"

"......" Lin Xiaoyi was angry.

Looking at Lin Xiaoyi, who was sitting opposite with a gloomy face, Bu Qingchen smiled, "Actually, I live here to help you!"

"Help me?" Lin Xiaoyi sneered, "It's a matter of urgency! Someone who seems to have nowhere to stay needs help, right?"

"Have you forgotten what I said when we first met?"

Bu Qingchen suddenly sat up straight and said seriously: "The secret you guard in your heart, how dangerous it is, I'm afraid you know much better than me." Do you want the tragedy of the past to happen again?"

Lin Xiaoyi's eyes were slightly condensed, and there was excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed, "Do you have a way to take that thing away from my body?"

Bu Qingchen shook her head, and when she saw Lin Xiaoyi slumped on the sofa in great frustration, she smiled mysteriously: "But I can help you subdue it!"

"Forget it, I'm afraid that once it gets out of control, even you will ......"

At this point, Lin Xiaoyi paused, and a pure smile flashed in his mind.

He clearly remembered how the owner with the smiling face died of incense.

"Don't worry, that thing is your power, but you haven't learned how to control it yet. ”

As if knowing Lin Xiaoyi's worries, Bu Qingchen explained with a smile.

"Really...... Really?" Lin Xiaoyi spoke with a trilling tone in his tone.

Bu Qingchen bowed slightly, "If you don't believe it, I can teach you the method of control right now." ”

"Wait!" a hint of shrewdness flashed in Lin Xiaoyi's blazing eyes, "Before that, I want to ask two questions. ”

"You say, I can answer you, I will tell you!"

"First, why are you helping me?"

"You are my clansman!" Bu Qingchen said in surprise, "My clan has always been united and mutually helpful, and it is natural to help you. ”

"Huh, you're ...... too."

Lin Xiaoyi was surprised, how could such a delicate beauty in front of him be that hideous monster with long hair?

Bu Qingchen said frankly: "I think you can also judge from my previous words that I know far more about that power than you, and this power is not known or known to others at all, except for people of your clan! ”

Lin Xiaoyi thought about it seriously, and finally agreed with Bu Qingchen's words, he stretched out two fingers and continued to ask: "Second, how did you know my secret." As far as I know, you're a transfer student, so there's no way you know these secrets!"

"You seem to know me very well. Bu Qingchen pouted, "I transferred from Gaocheng, so do you understand?"

"What?" Hearing the word "Gaocheng" from Bu Qingchen's mouth, Lin Xiaoyi was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief.

Bu Qingchen smiled: "It seems that you still remember the events of eight years ago!"

Eight years ago, New Year's Day in the last days, Gaocheng, sister.

Four simple words strung together a past that is unbearable.

Memories spurted out of Lin Xiaoyi's mind like a spring, and old scenes flashed like comic books.

The sound of artillery fire, screams, chewing and his sister muttered desperately to his ears......

"Enough!"

Lin Xiaoyi suddenly woke up from his memories, stood up suddenly, threw down the sentence, "I'm tired!", and returned to the room alone.

Seeing Lin Xiaoyi's back disappear into the darkness, Bu Qingchen sighed softly, his eyelids full of unbearable color.

The night fell heavily, and the moonlight sprinkled all over the courtyard.

Bu Qingchen, who had changed into a wide nightgown, folded his arms with his hands, leaned against the door frame, and looked at the moonlight shattered by the shadow of the tree in a daze.

Occasionally, a breeze blew, blowing up his thoughts and the hair on his forehead, Bu Qingchen stretched out his hand and curled his bangs, and sighed softly with the wind.

"Didi ......"

A rapid sound came from the portable communicator on Bu Qingchen's wrist.

She stretched out her onion finger and tapped the red button on the portable communicator, and several data lights shot out, and the screen jumped in mid-air, and soon a man's handsome face appeared.

"Brother!"

Bu Qingchen called softly, "It's so late, is there something wrong with me?"

"How's things going, and everything is going well?"

Bu Qingchen nodded, "I have basically gained his trust, and I am currently living in his house." ”

"Well done. However, you have to be vigilant at all times, and we are not the only ones who are attacking him. ”

Bu Qingchen pursed his lips, thought for a while, and asked, "Brother, he's just an ordinary wolf, it's worth our trouble?"

"Huh. The corners of Bu Wuya's mouth hooked up a hint of ridicule, "He's the only wolf that has mutated in the wanton Terminator virus, a wolf that can't even be killed with silver." If we can't control him, how can we liberate Longyuan from the savior?"

Bu Qingchen's small mouth opened slightly, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, "I understand." ”

"Remember, three days later, it will be the night of the full moon, and when the time comes, I will lead some of the elites of the City Lord's Mansion to Guoan City to implement the plan. Until then, I hope you are all prepared. ”

"Good!"

When the endless projection was about to disappear, he suddenly asked, "In the past eight years, has he ever transformed into a werewolf again?"

Bu Qingchen shook his head, "I asked about this, since that rampage on New Year's Day in the last days, he hasn't been able to transform again." ”

"It's a strange thing. ”

"Maybe it's because he's been suppressing the power in his body. After all, his only sister died at the hands of that terrifying force. ”

"Perhaps. Bu Wuya smiled noncommittally, "Do what you can to help him, and I will see his true strength on the night of the full moon in three days......"

At the end of the call, Bu Qingchen tightened the wide nightgown that was covered outside, and was inexplicably a little confused.

"Well, I don't have any girls' clothes at home, this one is mine, wash it, and wear it." ”

"There is a computer in the house, there is no password, you can play if you want, but you are not allowed to play too late, and you have to have a class tomorrow. ”

"It's cold at night, I'll give you an extra futon. ”

Lin Xiaoyi's words and his act of secretly tucking the corners of the quilt for himself always echoed in Bu Qingchen's mind and lingered.