Saving My Spirit-Seeing Friend [Infinite]

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Outgoing on the outside, cold on the inside • familiar spirit • gong • Wenren Feng x

Maximum action • laid-back and cool • shou • Han Yuanjing

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Han Yuanjing is a rookie investigator at the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations.

His past is unknown, his abilities are unknown, and his record is a blank slate.

He has the face of a world-weary cool guy, with eyes always half-lidded and no energy to speak of.

He lives by the creed, "Can't win? Nothing we can do. Let's just wait to die."

Everyone thinks Han Yuanjing will die on the job before long, either in some unmarked corner or at the hands of someone looking to settle a score.

Until that day,

darkness fell, thick fog spread, and monsters ran rampant.

Someone crossed a mountain of corpses, crushed heaps of white bones beneath his feet, and snapped a monster's neck.

He opened a pair of inhuman, slit-pupiled eyes,

revealing a metallic mechanical arm gleaming with dark silver light,

and crushed everything strange and uncanny in his path.

Then he held up a photograph for everyone to see.

"Have any of you seen him?"

"Who? He's just an idiot."

In a place beyond the reach of anyone's eyes, a black shadow loomed behind Han Yuanjing, watching everything.

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After his first mission, Han Yuanjing couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him from the darkness.

At work, he felt the faintest touch. The hairs on his body would stand on end, and strange bruises and bite marks appeared on his skin.

But it all seemed to be nothing more than his imagination.

His superior told him, "That thing will kill you sooner or later."

That night,

a shadow pinned his leg, clamped a hand around his throat, and sank its bloodsucking fangs into his neck.

Choking and losing blood, Han Yuanjing laughed aloud. His chest shook with laughter and his face flushed red, but his expression remained unchanged.

He hooked an arm over the shadow's shoulder, brushed his cheek against it, and breathed against its neck.

"Hey, you're not really going to kill me, are you?"

"Darling."

Han Yuanjing clearly felt the shadow go rigid.

🍎 Reading Guide 🍎

1. The instances are like Western horror movies, though they're not necessarily scary. It's not quite an infinite-flow story either, more like a grand reveal of the world's secrets.

2. One-on-one, body and soul. The gong and shou are endgame, and I've swallowed the key 😋😋

3. No breaking them up or switching roles. No fanworks that break them up, switch them, dream about them, or control them, and no joking about it either 🚫

4. After each instance, there'll be a flashback where Wenren Feng makes his grand entrance. I strongly recommend checking the author's notes 😚😚

5. None of the recurring characters will have romantic feelings for the gong or shou.

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Xiluo Etuos, head of the Special Investigations Team, is a specialist in handling extraordinary incidents. With blond hair and blue eyes, he is strikingly beautiful. His mysterious past is known to no one. He spends his days wandering around in a long trench coat, acting like a carefree slacker with no hint of seriousness.

Yet when eldritch evil spirits nearly bring about the end of the world, and uncanny disasters threaten to lay waste to all life,

he still wears that same long trench coat, standing in front of the rampaging monsters with a smile on his lips and an easygoing expression. He commands with calm authority and organizes everything with precision, as if he were born with a power that inspires trust. With a few words and a laugh, a catastrophe is reduced to a crisis, then to nothing at all, as though it had never happened.

For that reason, no one can imagine what could possibly make him lose his composure.

Until Xiluo secretly visits a black-market doctor to ask for a cure for his chronic insomnia. The quack adjusts his glasses. "The solution is simple. Find someone and go at it for three days and three nights."

Xiluo is stunned. Xiluo is confused. Xiluo gasps.

But he believes it. He really does.

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Since childhood, Pei Xingye has been able to foresee the future. He also knows that the future cannot be changed, and never will be.

But one day, someone appeared outside Pei Xingye's prison cell. Sunlight illuminated his blond hair and revealed clear blue eyes as vast as the sky. He casually exposed Pei Xingye's secret.

"You're the one who can see the future, right?"

The moment Pei Xingye saw him, he also saw a vision of the future. He saw himself pressed close to that person, their lips and teeth entwined, utterly intimate. He could almost hear the soft sounds escaping the other's lips, see the blush on the blond head beneath him, the misty blue eyes and lips marked with his bite, and feel the soft, silky touch beneath his palms.

In reality, the explosion he had foreseen in his dream never happened, and the people who were supposed to die were still alive.

That person held out a hand to him and said:

"The future can be changed."

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The future can indeed be changed, but the past cannot. That's why Xiluo has always cherished his days on the Special Investigations Team, including his time with Pei Xingye. Xiluo Etuos believes that once his bloodstained past is revealed, everyone he trusts will turn against him.

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Theme: Saving each other and crossing the boundary between life and death.