The location of the new home was very good.
Standing on the rooftop terrace, the field of vision could reach very, very far.
Across the river, the lights of the CBD district swayed and the neon flashed.
Beneath the prosperity, the drunkenness on gold and paper concealed who knew how much greed and rotting stench.
Some people sat drowsily in office buildings late at night.
Some people held scantily dressed women in their arms as they sang and danced…
After that night, “Ekui” never showed his traces again.
He had probably found a new place to hide.
All sides had not found any new clues, but the withdrawal reaction from stopping the use of blood essence was extremely painful.
It was estimated that it would not be long before he could not hold back and committed another crime.
Blood essence was a very ancient method of increasing demon power—crystal blocks condensed and extracted from human blood.
The purer the blood, the higher the increase it brought.
Usually the blood of children between the ages of ten and eighteen was the most suitable.
However, the side effects of the increase brought by this method were also quite obvious.
It would make it increasingly difficult for the user to maintain human form.
Stopping its use would cause severe withdrawal reactions, and they would also be pursued by multiple sides for violating demon regulations and human laws.
Nowadays few people would do such a foolish thing with human lives.
If one’s life was already gone, what use was becoming stronger?
The phone screen lit up.
Li Jue put down the wine bottle in her hand and glanced at it.
It was a message from Chu Jiuer.
“We found Ekui’s past information and sent it to you. If you’re interested, take a look.”
Along with it came a document.
After opening it, it was a detailed résumé.
The information in the front was nothing worth looking at.
The key points were written in the life experiences at the back.
The lifespan of ordinary demons was a little over three hundred years.
Xu E’s actual age was already over two hundred and seventy.
Without exceptional demon power, it was estimated that in a few more decades he would die of old age.
This life of his had been ordinary and uneventful.
Aside from abnormally long life, he was almost no different from ordinary humans.
Yet twenty years ago, he had fallen in love with a human woman.
The woman’s name was Huang Ruowen.
She had been born in a remote village and had originally come to Shenchuan to attend university.
As a result she was deceived by a scumbag man, was dumped after graduation, and was even pregnant with a child.
She had been a single mother for several years—a classic case of a mother becoming strong.
The soft and pitiful young woman had risen early and slept late to earn money and raise the child.
She had delivered takeout, delivered packages, worked odd jobs in restaurants—she had done everything.
She had forced herself to persist and carried on for several years.
The document did not clearly record the story between Xu E and Huang Ruowen.
It was only known that they had met, fallen in love, married, lived together, and passed more than ten years in ordinary calmness.
Until Huang Ruowen’s child died in an accident.
From that point on, she developed severe depression.
Two years later, she herself committed suicide.
Another year later, Xu E began committing crimes.
The stories of love between humans and demons that Li Jue knew seemed to all have no good endings.
The evening wind on the rooftop was very cold.
Her long hair was blown into some disorder.
The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.
A waning moon hung in the sky.
She poured the red wine into her mouth one mouthful after another.
“Sister, you’re drinking again.”
The boy’s clear voice rang out from behind.
Li Jue turned her head and smiled at him. “Don’t worry. Alcohol can’t cause any real damage to a demon’s body. At most, if Sister gets drunk she’ll hug Xiao An and kiss him randomly.”
“That still won’t do. Men and women should not touch casually. That’s what you told me.”
“Oh? Xiao An is bringing this up?” Li Jue pulled Ying An’s hand and had him sit with her on the rooftop, their backs against the railing, the two of them tightly next to each other. “You used to need me to help with everything. Now you know how to be shy?”
“You already said that was a long time ago…”
“No matter how long ago it was, it was still Xiao An’s experience. And there are still many more. That year when we went mountain climbing…”
Li Jue seemed to have an endless supply of this kind of embarrassing story about Ying An, one after another.
“How do you remember everything? I’ve already forgotten them.”
Ying An really wanted to counterattack, but no matter how hard he thought he could not remember a few pieces of black history of Li Jue worth talking about.
The only impression he had was of Li Jue teasing him a few days ago.
“You even wrongly accused me before. You also touched me.”
“Just that? Then Sister not only wants to touch Xiao An, but also wants to…”
“Wants to what?”
The next instant, Li Jue suddenly drew close to him, wrapped one arm around Ying An’s neck, and directly and forcefully kissed the boy’s lips.
A rich and sweet breath surged into his mouth.
She curved the corners of her eyes, her gaze seductive and charming, and tentatively extended the tip of her tongue a little.
The little one, however, still foolishly kept his mouth closed.
It might also have been because he was stunned.
That flush instantly spread from Ying An’s neck to the base of his ears.
After Li Jue left Ying An’s lips, he remained stunned for a long while without recovering his senses.
She raised the wine bottle and took a sip, then looked back and saw that Ying An still had not reacted.
She could not help but smile.
“Why are you still frozen? So reluctant to let go of the taste of the kiss? Then shall we do it again?”
“This was my first kiss… was it your first time?”
“Dummy. Of course not.”
She saw a clear flash of lost emotion pass through Ying An’s eyes, so she lightly knocked his head and said calmly, “You weren’t either. You took my first kiss a long time ago and still thought it was your first time.”
“No way. I don’t remember at all.”
“At that time you wanted to snatch the TV remote, threw yourself onto me, accidentally fell, and kissed over. Guess where else you touched?”
Li Jue remembered the scene from that time very clearly.
In several thousand years it was the first time she had such intimate contact with a male.
The moment she was kissed by Ying An she also could not help but freeze.
Looking at the boy’s well-behaved face, some filthy and sinful thoughts had madly eroded her reason at that time.
She had uncontrollably grabbed Ying An’s wrist, flipped over, and pressed him beneath her.
Just one step away from committing an irreversible crime, the boy, whose wrist had been grabbed painfully by her, softly called out “Sister,” and only then did she come to her senses.
It was actually quite good that Ying An did not remember this matter, but Li Jue could not help feeling a little angry.
“I actually did something like that…” Ying An muttered softly, lowering his head in dejection.
“What’s wrong? Is it very unfair to you that your first kiss belonged to Sister?”
“No, no. I just feel sorry toward Sister. You told me that a girl’s body must absolutely never be touched carelessly…”
Li Jue had said those words to Ying An actually in order to prevent him from having too much physical contact with other members of the opposite sex.
Although it had not been intentional, the little one had clearly already touched most parts of her body, yet he was still feeling guilty over something like this.
She wrapped her arm around Ying An’s shoulder, pressed her head against his, and said gently, “Sister doesn’t blame you. There’s also no need for Xiao An to blame himself. But you must remember—you have already kissed Sister, so you absolutely must never touch any other girls again. Understand?”
“Mm. I’ll remember it firmly.”