"I won't ask much. No one can get out of your mouth what you don't want to say." Liao Ke stopped talking, and he took out a roll of bandage, "Is it all right to treat the wound for you?"
"Yes, yes, of course!" Nishen joked again with a smile, "Liao Brother is willing to take care of me, that is my honor."
"Don't give me poor, turned around and took off my clothes." Liao Ke said.
Rebelliously grinning, he took off the clothes on his body, revealing the naked/naked/strong upper body, from the back of the shoulders to the chest/staggered with a lot of weal marks, the wounds were opened with flesh and blood, and the blood was still leaking.
"I think you and the spades have a bit of analgesia." Liao Ke sighed with a rare sigh, "You two are so badly injured, so you can't see it at all."
Liao Ke wrapped Nishen's back rolls of bandages one by one, and in the end he almost covered his entire back.
The spades were not much better than the gods, and they were almost wrapped in mummies.
After finishing, Liao Ke carried his medicine box and was about to leave. After he opened the door and left, Liao Ke paused and turned his head to look at the rebellious god who was sitting on the ground and guarding the spades who hadn't awakened. It was full of complexity. He sighed and called out.
"Rebellious."
Rebellious smile turned his head and said, "What's the matter?"
Liao Ke looked at him: "If you die casually, your younger siblings will definitely remarry."
"Hey!!" Nishen's face was cracked, and he watched Liao Ke push the door and leave. "It's difficult for me to get married. Don't just make this kind of joke!"
Liao Ke waved his hand and closed the door, and a smiling voice came from behind the door: "If you don't want your wife to remarry, try to live, Captain."
Nishen leaned against the wall and suddenly laughed. He staggered up on the wall, grabbed the cigarette case placed on the table, and put on his jacket and pushed out the balcony of the meeting room.
Nishen leaned on the fence of the balcony, took a cigarette in his mouth, and didn't light it.
He looked far away, looking at everything in the game, there was a very light wind blowing his hair and the coat hanging on his shoulders.
There is no natural wind in the system hall, but the movement of people sometimes causes air movement, giving people the illusion of wind.
Rebelliously quiet for a while, finally took out a lighter from his pocket, covered the cigarette and lit it.
The flickering flame of the lighter reflected the ordinary eyebrows of Insane and gentle, the smoke point flickered after being inhaled, and the insane spit out a puff of smoke, and the rising white smoke quickly concealed the tranquility and gentleness. Only a vague and strong sense of sinking remained.
The door of the balcony behind the god was pushed open at no time, and the spades wrapped like a mummy walked staggeringly against the god.
Against the gods subconsciously wanted to pinch the cigarette.
The spades interrupted the rebellious movement aloud, and he turned his head to look at the rebellious god: "What is the smell of smoke?"
"Why are you suddenly curious about this?" Nishen felt amused. "Didn't you have never been interested before?"
Of course, this is also related to the fact that the gods almost never smoke in front of the spades.
"This is something in [reality]." Spades stared at the burning smoke between the index and middle fingers of the gods, and asked, "Will Bai Liu like this kind of thing?"
Nishen smiled suddenly and patted the back of the spades: "I taught you so many good things before... Don't learn to smoke, Bai Liu doesn't like smoking."
After speaking, Nishen pinched the cigarette. He dangled the extinguished cigarette boredly, glanced at the spades sideways, and joked: "I didn't expect you to fall in love with Bai Liu at first sight."
The spades were quiet for a while and asked, "What is love at first sight?"
"It was the first time I saw this person, I thought I would spend my life with her." Nishen's face had a reminiscence, a light smile, "In fact, no matter if I can spend my life with her in the end, The moment she saw her looking at you and smiling at you in the crowd was really very happy."
"Can't I fall in love with Bai Willow at first sight?" Spades looked at the god of rebellion.
Nishen smiled: "It's not that it's impossible, it's just kind of weird."
Nishen lazily dangling his cigarette: "Because in my cognition, people like Bai Liu will not take the initiative to approach someone easily until they die."
"Perhaps you, Bai Liu, can make him happy, so he will take the initiative."
Spades looked at the gods and asked, "What is the happiness that Bai Liu feels?"
Rebelliously quiet for a while, and said: "Are you happy..."
"Explain in a way that you can understand in spades—" Nishen dangled the extinguished smoke and turned his head with a smile. "It is when Bai Liu embraces you, besides sadness, you feel another emotion of Bai Liu. ."
"It's happiness."
"How does it feel to be a counselor?" He turned the subject and asked Spades.
Spades paused: "Nothing feels."
Hearing this, he laughed against God, laughed until he coughed a few times, and almost didn't laugh off the cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth: "Bai Yi and Bai Jiamu have closed themselves for a long time after they finished."
"It is really embarrassing to spread out the voice in my heart and tell others to listen to it."
"But you still have to listen to know where the problem is..."
Spades glanced at the gods: "Have you ever done psychological counseling?"
After a rebellious silence, he subconsciously put his hand in his pocket and touched the lighter.
"Done." Nishim answered Spades with a sighing smile, "but unfortunately I didn't finish it."
Spades asked: "Why didn't you finish it?"
Nishen smiled: "Because I have so many things in my heart, I can't say anything."
Spades squinted at the gods: "Why don't you do it a few more times?"
Nishen leaned lazily on the fence on the balcony: "The purpose of psychological counseling is to let you know where your problems are. I know what my problems are, so I didn’t continue to ask Liao Ke for counseling. ."
"Moreover, psychological counseling is not a panacea. In many cases, even if you know that your psychological problem is this, but at that moment, you still have to suffer the injuries you deserve."
Spades noticed the bandages on Nishen's back. He paused and asked, "Why do you still get hurt if you know your psychological problems?"
Nishen caught the extinguished smoke from his mouth, turned his back against the fence, and looked at the spades with a smile: "Because people are such emotional animals, spades."
"Even if you know you will be injured by someone, there is still no way not to get close to the other person."
Nishen smiled: "It's like having the opportunity to play games with Bai Liu next time. Even if you know that he can hurt you, you will go without hesitation, right?"
The spades answered quickly: "I will go."
Nishen smiled again: "It's quite persistent."
A wind-like flow from behind was blowing on the spades and Nijin. Nijin squinted his eyes and leaned for a while, then suddenly got up and opened the balcony door.
"Slashing the whips of your two little boys broke my epee. I'll go to the weapon master to repair it, and you remember to repair your own whip."
"The league is about to start, get ready."
Nishen turned his head and smiled at the spades, then pushed open the door of the conference room, waved and left.
Inside the wandering circus.
Wang Shun guarded outside Mu Ke's room anxiously, and a Mu Sicheng who beat Hache was squatting next to him.
"It's been so long, Mu Ke locked himself in this small warehouse as soon as he woke up, and now there is no movement at all." Wang Shun was about to break in in a hurry and saw Mu Sicheng squatting next to the peasants. The yawn was broken and dumbfounded, "Why are you still in the mood to sleep!"
Mu Sicheng was so sleepy that he sat cross-legged on the ground and stretched out a big lazy waist: "What are you in a hurry, as long as the person is not dead, you can wait for Bai Liu to come back and deal with it."
Stretching out halfway, Mu Sicheng looked at the three people who came by at the end of the corridor, his eyes straightened, and he suddenly jumped up: "Bai Liu is back!"
Bai Liu walked forward without squinting his eyes, Tang Er hit, and Liu Jiayi walked one left and one right behind him.
When Bai Liu really approached Mu Sicheng, Mu Sicheng was taken aback: "No, why are you injured Bai Liu? Your hair is growing too?"
"Something happened, wait for Jiayi to explain it to you." Bai Liu answered Mu Sicheng casually, and then looked at Wang Shun, "What happened?"
Wang Shun was swept away by Bai Liu's questioning eyes, and couldn't help standing upright, reporting one by one with his notepad due to an occupational disease.
"Mu Sicheng was sent to the Golden Dawn Trade Union when he went to sneak attack on the killer sequence. He was trapped by the attack, but escaped. After removing the restraint items, there is no major problem."
Mu Sicheng yelled and interrupted Wang Shun's words: "What do you mean by being attacked! I was conspired! How about the conspiracy!"
Bai Liu turned a deaf ear to Mu Sicheng's defense and looked at Wang Shun: "What's the matter with Mu Ke?"
"Muke took Du Sanying into the game pool and met a newcomer of the deer hunter." Wang Shun looked at Bai Liu solemnly, "The other party seems to have used a very special memory item for Mu Ke. My own memory is transferred to Mu Ke's mind."
"Muke was in a coma when he came back, but after he woke up, he took the key to the warehouse and a lot of paper and pens and locked himself in the guild warehouse. Separate myself from the memory of that clown."
Wang Shun hesitated: "The guild's warehouse is almost the same as the little black house, and Mu Ke's mental state is very wrong. After a long time, there will definitely be problems."
"I wanted to break in, but I don't understand Mu Ke's current state. If it is in a critical period of memory distinction, the hard drive may cause Mu Ke to have a stronger mental shock reaction."
Bai Liu thoughtfully looked at the closed warehouse door, and then he stepped forward, knocked three times without rushing, and said softly, "Muke, I am Bai Liu, I Can you come in?"
Mu Ke's trembling and broken voice came from the warehouse: "No!"