After resolving everything, the group didn't stay in H City for long. They only rested for one night at the hotel arranged by Xiang Ge before dispersing.

The master, dragging his sack and carrying Stone, rode his red-haired little bird back to Huaiyin Temple. His fellow disciple was certainly not an easy one to deal with, so it was best to handle things sooner rather than later to avoid complications.

Mo Bao, who had a room at Huaiyin Temple, also went along, saying that he had come into contact with too many ghosts and evil spirits this time and needed to cleanse and regulate himself to rid his body of the yin energy.

The landlord also left with his three lovers, looking deeply preoccupied as he walked, probably pondering how to merge the three Shi An into one. As for the three lovers, they followed behind the landlord with faint smiles, seeming not anxious at all and letting him do as he pleased.

Granny Camphor Tree felt that with her old arms and legs, she had exerted quite a bit of effort this time. She said she wanted to find a spiritually rich forest to stay in for a few days to absorb the essence of the sun and moon.

Gu Yan and Su Kun were the last to leave. Although the distance between Li City and H City was not very far and transportation was very convenient, they hadn't seen Geng Zimo for over a month after all, so they couldn't just return home without having a good chat.

However, they didn't delay for long either, as the next day was Monday and Xiang Ge and Geng Zimo had to go to the company, while Su Kun's shop also couldn't be left unattended.

Although this trip to H City was quite short, it exhausted everyone, with Su Kun having the strongest reaction.

So much so that the next day, when the little sister at the milk tea shop saw Su Kun, she stared blankly for a long time before saying, "Boss, did you go to H City to see friends or to sell blood? Why do you look so pale, with dark circles under your eyes, and walking unsteadily?"

Su Kun silently turned his head, "..." Damn it, possession is way more damaging than selling blood, okay?!

Perhaps because this body had been tormented by three souls taking turns when he was young, ever since Su Kun could remember, his physical condition had always been rather poor.

This time, being tormented by that fatuous emperor again, although it didn't last long, it was still quite damaging. So much so that even though the master had performed rituals to stabilize his soul and remove the evil, he still looked a bit listless.

In this state, Gu Yan naturally couldn't let Su Kun run around alone. Before going to H City, he had already thoroughly cleaned up things on the Li City side, so there shouldn't be any new problems for a while.

Thus, he also stopped wandering around and followed Su Kun closely all day to prevent this guy from causing more trouble.

As a result, the milk tea shop's only employee, the little sister, spent her days in a not-so-spacious space with two men. To make matters worse, one was clean and refreshing-looking while the other was strikingly handsome, causing the little sister to turn into a human-shaped tomato.

The first time the little sister saw Gu Yan, she had asked Su Kun, "Boss, who is this handsome guy?"

Su Kun had vaguely introduced, "Um... my friend, just treat him as the deputy manager."

At the time, the naive little sister believed it. But after repeatedly witnessing the eye-blinding little gestures between the boss and deputy manager, she silently turned her face away and engaged in profound self-mockery: How stupid do I have to be to believe they are just ordinary friends...

However, the little sister was still quite objective. She felt that without conclusive evidence, she couldn't just slap the big label of "couple" on them.

So in her heart, she set the possibility of the boss and deputy manager being a couple at 99%, and the boss being the bottom at 99%, betting a cucumber with a cup of milk tea.

But this thought changed a few days later.

That night, the little sister turned off her computer and was about to climb into bed when her phone on the desk rang. She lifted the covers, got out of bed to get her phone, and saw the words "Boss" bouncing on the caller ID display.

Su Kun never had much of a temper, seeming easy to get along with and bully. The little sister also spoke to him very casually without much regard.

As soon as she answered the phone, she joked loudly, "Boss, it's past work hours, any instructions will cost extra money!"

But to her surprise, the voice coming from the other end of the phone was not Su Kun's at all. That deep voice left the little sister dazed for a good while before she sheepishly said, "Oh, Deputy Manager... is there something?"

"He won't be able to go tomorrow, just letting you know." Gu Yan was concise.

The little sister didn't need to ask to know that "he" referred to Su Kun. If it had been Su Kun himself calling, the little sister would have definitely asked jokingly, "Boss, what's wrong with you? Don't tell me you're finding an excuse to slack off."

But facing Gu Yan, she was much more well-behaved. In fact, people who weren't very familiar with Gu Yan all felt a bit restrained in front of him. After all, he seemed stern and had an indescribable oppressive aura that made people not dare to be presumptuous at all.

Only Su Kun dared to mess around with him without restraint, even occasionally reaching out to pinch Gu Yan's face.

"Oh okay, I got it." The little sister responded and was about to hang up. But before she could take the receiver away, she vaguely heard Su Kun let out a muffled hum from the other end of the phone.

That sound made the little sister's hand tremble, and then with a "click", she resolutely hung up the phone.

Thus, the two 99% she had previously set were completely upgraded to 100% - these two were definitely a couple and the boss was the bottom, no doubt about it, she'd bet a whole milk tea shop on it!

Actually, regarding the "voice on the phone" incident, Su Kun and Gu Yan were truly wronged. They definitely did not do anything inappropriate as the little sister had accidentally imagined.

The actual situation was that Su Kun, whose physical condition had not been very good for many days, finally developed a fever. He buried himself in bed, moaning and groaning, refusing to get up no matter what.

Gu Yan wanted to take him to the hospital, but this guy simply acted spoiled, hugging Gu Yan's arm and pressing his thigh against Gu Yan's body, then playing dead and not moving at all.

It was the first time Gu Yan had seen someone make such a fuss over a fever. But he couldn't bear to use force or harsh words, so he had no choice but to resign himself to being clung to by Su Kun like an octopus. He then used his only free hand to find Su Kun's phone, first to let the little sister at the milk tea shop know, and then to think about how to move this guy and get him some medicine.

They say people become especially clingy when they're sick, and this was particularly evident with Su Kun.

Gu Yan hung up the phone and turned to see him frowning with his eyes closed, mumbling something incoherently like a child. He could only sigh, then turn over and wrap him entirely in his arms.

Su Kun was already much shorter than him and very thin. Curled up like this, he was a whole size smaller than Gu Yan, just the right size to hold.

His skin had a dry heat due to the fever. His forehead pressed against Gu Yan's neck, the scorching breath from his slightly open mouth hitting Gu Yan's chest with each exhalation.

Gu Yan kept his face expressionless, his chin resting on top of Su Kun's head, enduring the movements of the cargo in his arms occasionally grunting and then twisting a couple times, feeling utterly helpless.

Perhaps it was because of being held, giving him a sense of security. The feverish and muddleheaded Su Kun finally stopped tossing and turning, his breathing gradually becoming long and steady, then he completely fell asleep.

Carefully turning Su Kun over, Gu Yan finally extricated himself from the octopus claws. He sat up, tucked the quilt snugly around Su Kun, wrapping him up tightly, before getting out of bed himself.

Neither Su Kun nor Geng Zimo liked going to the hospital much. The occasional cold or mild fever was treated by brewing some ginger tea or swallowing a couple pills, then bundling up in a quilt and sleeping it off. It usually cleared up in a few days.

So the two of them had a dedicated medicine box in a drawer in the living room, filled with an assortment of medicines for treating minor illnesses and pains.

Gu Yan had heard Su Kun talk about the uses of these medicines, so he quickly found the box for reducing fever.

He took the medicine into the kitchen, glanced at the instructions, then plugged in the electric kettle and leaned against the cupboard waiting for the water to boil.

Ever since returning from H City, perhaps because he had absorbed a considerable amount of spiritual power from the dark souls and could take physical form at any time with a stable condition, his previous "appliance killer" problem had disappeared. Touching electrical outlets and switches no longer caused short circuits, power outages and other issues. Life suddenly became much more convenient.

Fortunately it was like this, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to do something as simple as boiling some hot water and giving Su Kun some medicine.

The water boiled quickly. Gu Yan poured it into a cup and let it cool for a bit, confirming it wouldn't scald Su Kun, then carried it back to the bedroom.

When Gu Yan sat him up in his arms, Su Kun was still a bit dazed, eyes not fully open, just squinting like that, staring fixedly at Gu Yan's brow and eyes, looking completely lost, not knowing what was going on.

"Take the medicine before going back to sleep." Gu Yan's voice sounded by Su Kun's ear, deep as water.

Su Kun nodded, swallowed the two pills Gu Yan held in his palm, then clutched the cup and drank a few mouthfuls of hot water.

The night chill was heavy. Su Kun was half-encircled in Gu Yan's arms, person and cup together.

Watching the faint white steam rising from the cup, he suddenly felt like he was dreaming. He had muddled through life alone for so many years, used to handling everything himself.

Now out of nowhere there was an extra person... oh no, a ghost, who would save his life in times of danger, who would protect him in daily life, and who would even take care of him like this when he was burning up with fever, so familiar it seemed like they had already lived together like this for many years...

Perhaps it was the influence of being sick, but the usually carefree Su Kun suddenly felt sentimental. Driven by this surge of emotion, he silently set the cup in his hands on the bedside table, then cupped Gu Yan's lean, handsome face in both paws, raised his head and kissed him.

Gu Yan: "..." Why is this guy so... when he has a fever?

So what adjective should follow? Gu Yan hadn't thought of it yet, and didn't have the mind to think about it anymore.

He grasped Su Kun's wrists, peeled off those two paws, then lowered his head and kissed him...