Afterlife Department

My name is Yi Bing." Yi Bing said as he reintroduced himself. 

Huo Ling started and immediately held Yi Bing's hand – for a handshake. "Huo Ling." He said. "Thank you for saving me – twice!" he said and smiled. 

Yi Bing, this lovesick grim reaper, felt his heart fluttered seeing his crush's smile. "Mn. No problem." He answered and lowered his gaze. 

Huo Ling nodded, thanking him again, before he withdrew his hand that a certain grim reaper forgot to let go of. Yi Bing's eyes dimmed and he suddenly felt downcast.. He knows he can't rush Huo Ling, and Huo Ling doesn't have memories of him during the past eight worlds. 

"So, uh…" Huo Ling spoke as he looked at Yi Bing's face. No matter how much he looked at Yi Bing, he really finds Yi Bing very handsome. 

Black hair, blue eyes, tall nose, chiseled face, sharp jaw and fair skin. Even Jonathan and Jason, and Lu Si, can't compare to Yi Bing. 

Huo Ling felt his cheeks burned when he realized what he has been thinking. He doesn't discriminate homosexuality, since his uncle Jonathan and Lu Si are homosexuals. And Jason, after his wife died, fell in love with Maxwell. He suspects he might be a homosexual, too, after thinking for almost twenty years that he is asexual, since he has never been attracted to any female, or male. Now, he realized, he just hasn't met the right person yet. And, that time is now. 

He is attracted to Yi Bing. Perhaps he might have experienced 'hero saves the beauty', and Yi Bing is the hero and he is the beauty. But, his heart that has never been stirred for almost two decades was stirred for the first time, and by this very handsome bodyguard. He should thank Lu Si for this, since he has met Yi Bing. And, to show his gratitude to Lu Si, he wouldn't scold him today. 

"Hm?" Yi Bing's cold voice pulled Huo Ling from his daze. 

"Uh… where are we going now?" Huo Ling asked. "I think that those people now know my home address." He said. He still had a scare when he found that the driver is actually an assassin. He even gave him his home address. Just how low is his guard? 

This is because he has lived in comfort and security. He is also a prince, thus the security around him tripled. Furthermore, no pictures of him as a prince was leaked out. Not even once. That's why all of them were shocked when there was an attempt to take his life. Even if he has lived separately from them and rented an apartment in the downtown area, but his profession as a preschool teacher is peaceful. 

Thus, everyone is puzzled why is there someone that wanted to kill Huo Ling. Huo Ling is also of moral character. He has never offended anyone. He doesn't even have dark secrets he is hiding. And, he has lived in ascetism like a monk. Such a waste of his face genes. He is an eligible bachelor! And a prince! 

Fortunately, there had always been bodyguards secretly protecting Huo Ling, so Huo Ling was always saved. It was just that time when Huo Ling went to the Salt Flats in Bolivia did Lu Si lost contact of all of Huo Ling's bodyguards. By luck, an agent named Yi Bing was nearby. So, Huo Ling's life was saved. 

After the incident in Bolivia, Lu Si was convinced that the people who are after Huo Ling are influential people, and their stronghold is in another country. He suggested to Huo Ling to return to the palace, since the security is the greatest there. But, Huo Ling refused. He wanted to know who is behind these assassination attempts, so he wanted to lure out the people who are after him. That was one of his reasons of resigning from his work and going back to China. Another reason is that he doesn't want to jeopardize his students' safety. 

"Let's go to my house." Yi Bing answered, his voice pulled Huo Ling from his thoughts. 

Huo Ling blinked and stared at Yi Bing. "Your house?" he said. 

Yi Bing nodded. "Or else? Do you want to go to your friend's house?" he asked, secretly gnashing his teeth. 

Huo Ling suddenly felt that there is something strange in Yi Bing's tone. But, he thinks it must have been his imagination. "No." he answered. "I don't want to trouble them." He said. 

Yi Bing bit his tongue to not say, "So, it's fine for you to trouble me?" out of jealousy towards Hao Baiyun. "Then, let's go to my house." He said and turned his back, then waved his hand to a taxi. 

Huo Ling nodded. He was about to say something when he suddenly froze after he saw a taxi. His eyes widened. "Taxi…" he muttered. 

Yi Bing turned and saw Huo Ling's eyes are wide as he stared at the taxi. His eyes are filled with fear. He lowly cursed because he forgot what happened earlier in the taxi. He was about to pull Huo Ling away and leave but the taxi has already stopped in front of them. He glanced at Huo Ling and saw Huo Ling is slightly trembling, probably hiding his fear as much as possible. 

Yi Bing took out his wallet and knocked on the window of the front seat. Before the taxi driver could speak, he already threw his wallet inside. "Take it. We'll be taking the bus." He said before he grabbed Huo Ling's arm and pulled him away. 

The taxi driver looked at their back, dumbfounded. "What's with people nowadays?" he asked and picked up the wallet on the seat beside him before he opened it. Then, his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets when he saw the paper bills inside. No IDs, but just plain money. "Holy sh - !" he cursed. He was about to drive to follow Yi Bing and Huo Ling when he saw they were suddenly gone. "Ai." He sighed and placed a hand on his forehead. He then drove his taxi to the police station for the policemen to donate the money in a charity or orphanage. 

It was then that a tall and tanned man walked out. "What happened?" Gu Xingfeng asked when he saw the troubled face of a police officer. 

"Chief." The police officer called. "It's like this. This gentleman was given a wallet full of money by a man and told him to keep the money since he and his companion will be taking a bus instead. It must be a compensation of the rich man to him." He said and smiled at the taxi driver. 

But, the taxi driver sweated and he wiped the sweat off of his forehead. "I just can't take this money! I didn't even do anything!" he said. 

"But, we can't take the money, too. We have to return the wallet with the money to its owner." The police officer said. 

Gu Xingfeng nodded. "Can you describe what the owner of the wallet looks like?" he asked. 

The taxi driver nodded. "Yes. A tall and handsome man wearing a black suit that looks expensive." He answered. "He has a companion. A young man wearing eyeglasses with a brown hair. He looks like a teacher." He said. "But…" 

"'but'?" 

"But, the young man that's with him looked like he was scared stiff." The taxi driver said. 

"Huh?" the police officer was confused. "What do you mean?" he asked. 

"The owner of the wallet actually looked scary. When they left, he was dragging the young man with him… I don't dare take the money." the taxi driver explained. 

The police officer felt like his brain is full of cobwebs. "What does this mean?" he asked himself. 

Meanwhile, Gu Xingfeng's mind is in a whirl. A brown-haired young man wearing eyeglasses and is looked like a teacher? He thought when something lit up in his brain. He took out his cellphone and dialed a number. "What does the young man look like? Can you describe what he is wearing?" he asked the taxi driver. 

Although confused, btu the taxi driver nodded. "The young man's eyes are brown like his hair, and his skin is fair. He looked delicate." He answered. "He is wearing a long-sleeved shirt with knitted vest, and brown pants and black leather shoes." He told him. 

Gu Xingfeng thanked him before he placed his cellphone beside his ear when the call connected. "Hao Baiyun. What does your friend look like?" he asked. 

"Huh? Huo Ling?" Hao Baiyun asked. 

"Yes. What is he wearing today?" Gu Xingfeng asked. He knew Hao Baiyun has met with Huo Ling earlier since Hao Baiyun called him after Hao Baiyun met with Huo Ling. 

"Ah? Long-sleeved shirt with knitted vest, brown pants and black leather shoes." Hao Baiyun mechanically answered before he suddenly paused. "… Gu Xingfeng. Did something happen to xiao Ling?!" he asked, his voice raised. 

Gu Xingfeng moved his cellphone away from his ears. "Must be." he answered as his gaze fell on the wallet on top of the table.