Soul Fire (GUARDIAN BL)

Chapter 2. Suspicious Lady?

In Chief Zhao's room, all of the clothes, pants, socks, jacket, and even a pair of shoes are strewn across the floor. You can't tell if it's clean or if it needs to be washed right away. Only the sound of his breath coming out of his slightly open mouth can be heard in the room.

It's been a long time since he slept so peacefully. There was no phone ringing, and there were no cats bouncing or leaping on the bed.

Cat?

Da Qing the cat suddenly passed through his mind. He hasn't seen the dark fat cat since yesterday, and he won't see him again until he gets home.

How could he have seen the cat?

He ended up in a bar for who knows how long and drank himself to death until his body could no longer handle the amount of alcohol he had consumed. He wouldn't even remember the last girl he slept with. If someone sees him, he'll be in big trouble.

Hot sunlight dazzled all that passed through his apartment's open glass window with only a curtain covering it, causing Zhao to shift his head.

He raises both of his arms which are covered in a thick white blanket, and gradually pushes the blanket that covers his entire body away with his two feet.

He opened his eyes and looked at his round maroon alarm clock that was hanging on the wall.

9:27am.

Zhao leaned forward and reached for his phone from beneath his pillow. It's a habit of him to hid important things under his pillow.

After a long battle of searching under his pillow, his hand finally touched the square hard object.

He felt exhausted all of a sudden, as if all of the energy he had at the time had been drained from him. He immediately grabbed a stick, lit it up, and placed it in his mouth.

It's a natural habit that Zhao doesn't take good care of.

Particularly in terms of what he's been eating.

There are times he'll eat noodles and then get a drink without eating anything. When it's time for supper, he'll shrug it off and rush to bed without changing his clothes or taking off his dirty boots.

Zhu Hong and Da Qing have told him numerous times. Despite his cold demeanor, he is grateful to have people concerned about his way of life. He tries to change his habits, but he is having a difficult time.

After a while, he hears a strong stride of footsteps from a distance that is visible enough to guess, is heading to his apartment. Making an echoing sound on the building floor.

The door to his apartment swung open with enough force to cause a crash. It fell to the other side of the wall, exposing Deputy Da Qing the cat who had a worried and angry expression on his face, but he was just like a breeze to Zhao who never wavered.

Zhao was not even startled or alarmed by Da Qing's sudden appearance.

"Chief Zhao!" exclaimed the cat.

Da Qing approaches Zhao whose eyes and face are still glued to the ceiling while he blows round smoke.

"I've been attempting to contact you since last night. Whatever it is, you are still the leader of the SID, and you cannot expect me to take your place whenever you run errands. You can't be slacking all the time here!" Da Qing exclaimed.