Mind reading, after failing to die, I became a popular person

The more Shi Qingqian thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She felt that many people didn't realize this matter.

He reached to the side and grabbed his phone, then started looking through his friends' WeChat accounts to try to find those people.

After searching for a long time, I finally found the person in a corner. I breathed a sigh of relief, then clicked in and started deleting and reducing.

I didn’t know what to say, so I kept typing and deleting, typing and deleting, until it finally became a sentence.

{I can’t finish writing, I can’t finish writing: How is my sister?}

Shen Ciyuan, who received this message, was still a little confused. He looked at his phone in confusion, put it down and looked at it again. He began to wonder who this person was. Then he looked at the notes and found that this person was Shi Qingqian.

No, I usually don't like to give remarks. This time the name is really hard to recognize. I can't finish writing it, really can't finish it. It can be seen that this person is really crazy about writing the proposal.

{I really want to hang myself: Your sister has been released from the emergency room for the time being, but she is still in critical condition. If nothing unexpected happens, she should be fine. You should heal your own injuries first.}

After saying so many words in one breath, I prefer to summarize a lot of things at once and leave the person with nothing to ask.

After all, sending messages back and forth is really troublesome, especially when submitting plans and office documents.

I would write a long essay, and send it out when I was sure it was complete and without any flaws. Then I would get a reply saying "OK", which made me feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

It doesn't require any brainpower or words, it's really a delight. Shi Qingqian fell silent again, deleting and cutting things, and no one knew what she was saying.

{I can’t finish writing, I really can’t finish writing: No, I want to say, don’t you notice that something is wrong?}

When Shen Ciyuan saw this message, he fell into a rare silence. Indeed, what happened this time was very strange and bizarre from any angle.

Even if this place wants to cover up these strange things, seeing is believing and the truth will eventually come out.

It's impossible to delete a person's memory. Ever since he met Lan Yetan, he felt that the surroundings were not real. He smacked his lips and thought that there were indeed many things in this broken world that he didn't know about.

If this world is really fake, could you please write the plan for me? That way I don't have to write one.

It makes me happy just thinking about it, it would be great if the world were destroyed.

I feel like I'm in a state of slight madness, but not completely crazy. As expected, it's a broken world, a world of the dead.

This world is actually a huge corpse, constantly emitting a foul smell, making everyone want to stay away from it, but they have to live here and deal with these bad things.

Shen Ciyuan started deleting and cutting again, and no one knew what he was saying. Shi Qingqian was a little anxious now. He really wanted others to recognize his ideas. After all, he couldn't be sure if he was the only one who realized this. Maybe what others saw was different from what he saw.

{I really want to hang myself: You don't want to die, the secret cannot be revealed.}

Shi Qingqian: ...

There was a very unusual silence over there, and finally three question marks were raised, and then they realized something.

It was obvious that Shen Ciyuan also knew about it, but he asked me to keep it secret and not say it out loud, which meant that he knew some secrets. Couldn't this kind of thing be exposed to others?

Could it be that something is watching me or that there will be some punishment if a certain keyword is triggered?

He was a little surprised, after all, the cultivation novels he had read before were all like this. Don't ask where he had the time to read them. To be precise, he started reading them when he was a child.

I have no interest in novels now, and I don’t have much time to read them.

I'm so busy that I'm going bald. Sometimes I wish the world would explode so I wouldn't have to deal with endless projects. I feel like I'm dying.

The person who was finally found experienced something so creepy and bizarre.

It would have been better if I hadn't gone at that time, but if nothing unexpected happened, that person would have found a way to continue to mess with me even if I hadn't gone.

Hey……

Looking at the words on the phone, Shi Qingqian began to daydream and think. It can be said that she rarely thinks about the great meaning of life. After all, these things are not her business. She just needs to manage the company and do her work well every day.

My emotional intelligence has improved, my IQ has improved, but I feel like my IQ is still at 0 somewhere.

Shen Ciyuan is now so sleepy and tired that he can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted. These things bring him endless mental and physical torture.

I don’t really want to live, nor do I really want to die. Actually, I just can’t die because I have an introverted younger brother at home.

I'm starting to despair. I beg the world to be kind to the anchor.

Ling Yu closed his eyes and rested at this moment. He had used up too much of his ability and energy today. Originally, the system would not feel any fatigue, after all, it was on standby 24 hours a day.

What's more, it can be said that from the very beginning Ling Yu could only wander in the girl's consciousness space. Since he fell in love, he would feel sad and happy, and also tired, both physically and mentally.

This has never happened before, but now that I know so much, it’s not surprising to feel this way.

My body is still a little weak now, and I feel like vomiting blood again. Sometimes I really feel that the host and I are from the same family that vomits blood.

Birds of a feather flock together. Sometimes, just a little effort and some means can lead to bloodshed.

Alas, it turns out that this world places too many restrictions on me.

Even if we take a step back, why can't we just put the blame on the world's rules?

I feel like I'm in pieces, my host is in pieces too, and everyone around me seems to be in pieces, the kind that even 502 glue can't put together.

My heart aches, my whole body aches, there is some cold sweat on my forehead, my face is as pale as paper, and I feel like I will be the one going to the hospital in the next second.

The people around him naturally realized that something was wrong with him. Fu Lin looked at the young man in front of him with some concern, wondering if he was injured.

After all, he just came out at the moment of collapse. Maybe he was injured somewhere?

But it doesn't seem very likely. There's no bleeding, and nothing else...

Ling Yu suddenly stood up and spoke to the person next to him.

"I'm leaving first. I'm really tired."