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Scum?

What scum?

The scum of a scumbag?

When talking about scumbags, what Chuyuan thought was how can any scumbag compare to Jiang Yao's scumbag.

Chu Yuanhao said that he has read a lot of scripts, and Jiang Yao can be ranked in the top three of the scumbags he has read.

Oh no, Shijian is such a scumbag, how does he know this.

Anyway, Chuyuan listened with his left ear going in and out of his right ear, and smiled and sent Granny Meng off.

When Chu Yuan went back, he fetched a basin of water along the way. It was getting late, and it was time to rest after washing up.He knocked on the door before entering Shijian's room, but nothing happened.When he opened the door and entered, Shijian was already sitting on the window frame and fell asleep.

Not afraid to fall down.

Chuyuan put down the basin and turned to hug him.Chu Yuan also hugged him the night he was injured, but he didn't realize it at the time, but only now did he realize that he seemed to be light and light.

The body of a god is always lighter than that of a down-to-earth mortal, after all, it does not eat the fireworks of the world.Chuyuan put the fluffy timebook on the bed, turned around to fetch towels and water, and wiped it clean for him.A sudden draft came in and blew out the candles in the room.

The sudden silence fell into darkness.

Chu Yuan's hand holding the towel was hanging in the air, suddenly hesitating whether to continue to drop it.Time seems to stand still, and it is very quiet.Chu Yuan suddenly felt that this was different from the hell he thought.

Obviously such a clean person.

He propped his hands on the head of the bed, still tightly clutching the towel in his hands, he had already bent down, and a light light fell on Shi Jian's lips, and Bai Yunzhi wanted a kiss.

Chu Yuan smacked his lips by himself, feeling awkward.But to be honest, no one sees it, and only you know what God knows.Then there is the question of where to sleep.The residence arranged by King Qin Guang is large, with plenty of rooms.But Chu Yuan was afraid that Shi Jian would not be able to find him when he woke up, so he felt wronged and came over to question him.

He can't see Shi Jian like that now, he always feels that he is thinking too much.

In the end, he went to the next room to pack a set of bedding, and came over to make a bed three or four feet away from Shi Jian's bed.

He's not that perverted, insisting on sharing a bed with someone.

Oh no, why is he so miserable?Either squeeze into a small bed with others, or spend a lot of money to live in peace; last time I slept on a bench, now I sleep on the floor.Chu Yuan was speechless, why did he wrong himself so much!

Alas... Chu Yuan sighed silently in his heart.It's strange wherever it is, why it's strange, isn't it...

Chu Yuan didn't think about it either, or he didn't think about it in any other direction at all at first.But well, can't help it...

But putting these aside, Chu Yuan went through all the strange things from when he first met Shijian to now, and he always felt that the original relationship between himself and Shijian was not simple.Especially what Po Meng said, I used to hate him.Why?How cruel?

As far as Amway is concerned, the previous Shijian didn't know much about it now, so why...playing with other people's feelings?

It sounds like this "other" is still me.

Chu Yuan sneered, and what was also incomprehensible was that Shi Jian had made a lot of determination to tell himself not to leave when he knew.Why is he so swearing that he will leave... Could it be that he really scumbags himself? !

Look at me... No, you are so serious and godlike, you actually did this kind of thing? !

Chu Yuan thought about these messy fun in his mind, smiled and fell asleep.I don't know what was the messy dream again. I dreamed that I was writing with my head down.

don't you?It's been so many years, and I still dream of the hard days of studying in school?

Oh no, it seems to be something else.

Chu Yuan also thought, maybe he wrote down the romantic history of Jiang Yao that he dreamed about last time.

He looked over his head carefully, and it was true that he was not writing any serious articles, but it was not an unofficial history book either, it seemed to be... a diary.

"I don't know when that idiot Shijian secretly read this book for me, and he actually read it back to me? It's because of my kindness that I didn't hang him directly, but I still let him touch him when we were fighting." When I got to the candlestick, there was a large wound on his arm, and I had to deliver medicine to him.

It's as if he's not going to get better himself.I bother! "

Chu Yuan couldn't see who it was me.

Chu Yuan just smacked his tongue, and it was another time mirror.It seems that I have been tortured by him a lot.

There was a bottle of ointment on the corner of the table.The man in the dream hastily cleaned up the things on the pen, closed the book and put it away carefully, and then picked up the bottle of ointment.I don't know why he was hesitating, rubbed it twice, and then got up and left the study.

As soon as he entered the yard, Chuyuan thought he was dreaming of what he saw—the weeds all over the yard, and Chuyuan thought it was a replica of his own yard.This is also a luxurious master, a yard of angels are serving, but the mess of dead leaves can't be cleaned up, it's a big project.The man continued to walk outside, his steps were extremely fast, he didn't look like he was delivering medicine, but he looked like he was going to kill someone.

Chu Yuan suspected that the bottle contained poison.

Everyone he met along the way saluted him, and Chu Yuan also saw many familiar faces he had seen in the sky.But each of them called themselves, Chu Yuan couldn't tell what they were shouting, just listening to "what, what, true king", Chu Yuan really couldn't hear clearly no matter how hard he tried.

The man went all the way to Shijian's mansion, without knocking on the door, and without letting the emissary communicate, he just swaggered in.The Shijian Mansion has not changed, and it is very in line with the rigorous and meticulous design of others-most gods are like this, they are exactly the same as the people created by Tiandao, and they don't even know how to change their aesthetics.

The person in the dream went around to the apse, but he didn't see anyone, and he was very sure that Shijian couldn't go to the side hall, so he looked around the study room, and if there was no one, he went to the forest behind.Chuyuan only knew that there was a forest behind Shijian's house, but he didn't go to Shijian's place a few times, so naturally he didn't go that deep.He didn't even know that there was an open-air bath in the forest.

There is plenty of spiritual power here, although it is not possible to practice, but it is still good for leisure.

For psychics like them, spiritual power is like air, and the rich and clear spiritual power naturally makes people feel more comfortable.

Chu Yuanxin said that this person is really extravagant!Raising so many servants, and still repairing such a good thing here!

The person in the dream walked along the path paved with mahogany. The trees were lush and covered the sky like a dark night, but the spirit insects raised there were shining with natural light, like a starry sky.

Maggi.

Chuyuan is not interested in these little bugs, he is only interested in these lush plants.

Will Shijian come here?

As soon as he thought of such a question, he turned a corner and saw the whole picture of the pool.Shi Jian was sitting by the edge of the pool, with half of his clothes off his upper body, and he was looking at the injury on his left arm with his head tilted.

Sure enough, as written in the note, Shi Jian's arm was splashed with fire oil and a large wound was left, and half of the sleeve that was dragging on the ground was burnt with a hole in the fire.His skin is fair, so the wound looks even scarier. It looks like a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath, but it was destroyed by the wound.He frowned and dared not touch, presumably it was in pain.

Well, it's okay to have a different aesthetic.

Chu Yuan remembered what Shi Jian said again.

Gods get better sooner than mortals, and it's not like they don't feel pain.

The person in the dream was walking slower and slower, probably hesitating in his heart, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly stopped and couldn't move forward, and he didn't dare to go forward.Chuyuan felt something unusual suddenly, and conditioned reflex to look down at something, but he just couldn't see it.

What the hell!In the first half of this dream, he has not felt any strong emotional ups and downs of the protagonist in this dream. He thought it was a dream this time, why is this...

God damn it!

Chu Yuan was so shocked that he forgot that he was in the underworld now, as long as he went out for a walk, he could see as many ghosts as he wanted.

This person is not Chu Yuan, but he himself wants to find a hole in the ground to get in.

Don't be a human... no, don't be a god!

In the end, I guess I finally made up my mind, and walked over without squinting, almost stepping into the water.He pulled up Shi Jian's clothes, and handed the bottle of medicine to Shi Jian at the same time.

"You killed yourself today, and you deserve the injury. It's my kindness that Ben Zhenjun came to deliver the medicine to you. Don't think too much about it."

Shi Jian thanked him for taking it, his tone was calm and steady.In the dream, the man turned his head slightly, and looked at him as if he couldn't bear it, then suddenly squatted down and snatched the medicine bottle: "Look at you, you don't move, let me do it."

He grabbed Shi Jian's wrist and twisted it lightly, revealing the scar on the outside of his arm, which was slowly healing.He handed the cork to Shi Jian and motioned him to take it off for him, but Shi Jian stared at the medicine for a long time without moving.

"Hands up!"

"what?"

"Sure enough." He muttered this sentence in a low voice, and he didn't bother to quarrel with Shi Jian, so he gritted his teeth and pulled it off.The powder in the bottle was sprinkled on the wound, and Shi Jian frowned when it hurt, and asked him if it hurt, he hesitated and shook his head.

I don't know why it hurts.

Chu Yuan looked at these two people who were so stupid, it was fun.

"Today I'm just asking you a few words about the contents of that book, why are you angry and beating someone?"

"You framed! Who beat you? I am a god, how can I do such a rude thing?" Chu Yuan looked up and saw Shi Jian's contemptuous eyes, and the man was annoyed, "Hey, did you Conscience! Okay, then I will tell you clearly, if you don’t understand it, don’t read it, and if you take another look, I’ll dig out your eyes.”

"Aren't you being rude?"

"I..." This person was stunned speechless.Chu Yuan is funny, but Shi Jian's unintentionally slandering people is really amazing, and he is quite good at taking advantage of the loopholes in people's words.

Chu Yuan felt a bit of sourness again, and only heard "myself" say: "You don't understand, if you understand, you won't..." Nothing, he didn't continue go on.Shi Jian had a puzzled expression on his face, but the man finished applying the medicine, turned around and left.

Although the expression is not good-looking, but the mood seems to be good.Chu Yuan didn't feel anything, but his intuition was like this.This time, the dreamer’s emotional ups and downs are not as big as normal people’s. Think about it, too. This protagonist is a god like a wooden man.

All the way back, when passing the yard in front of the study, I suddenly saw a touch of color in the desolation.

The person in the dream was overjoyed, and leaned over to see, it turned out to be a flower tree that had been dead for a long time, blooming a flower!

He sat at the desk again, spread out the notebook, and wrote with a pen: "I just went to see that person, I don't know what I want..."

When I was writing, I suddenly stopped writing, the hand holding the pen trembled, and suddenly it was all painted out.

Chu Yuanxin said, "Deceive your ears and steal your bell, you didn't dare to write it out, so you didn't think about it?"

The man wanted to tear up that page, but fortunately he still thought that the previous page still had content, otherwise it would have been torn.He took a deep breath, turned another page, avoided this embarrassing ink, hesitated a little, and picked up a pen and said: "I saw the flowers blooming in the garden today, and I just wanted to fold one to give to Shijian. Or simply invite him to enjoy the flowers, it will be enough for me to lose my mind."

The author has something to say: I keep my own diary, and when I write about "that person", my hands are shaking while typing, the kind of embarrassment that hits my face... Then I delete it halfway through writing, read more One look and I'm dead.

There can be no trace of that person in all my things, I dare not write that person's name, I dare not add any related emotional description after any of that person's pronouns, for fear that it will be deeply ingrained once I write it out.

But no matter how much I dare not mention it, I like that person and it will not change.well.....

This paragraph made me sour, Chu Yuan dared to confess, but I didn't dare, tsk.

Why do I feel that this chapter will also be locked or reviewed online...I haven't written anything in these chapters!

There is one less kiss in this chapter, if you have enough kisses, stop kissing, stop kissing, break up!