Where did Chu Zheng think that the body he got this time was such a fool.
The time to live is clearly arranged.
I don't want to live anymore.
I'd rather die.
[What to die, get up and hi. 】The king is quite arrogant.
Oh yo, you are incredible, give me such a broken start, how hi
[Miss, you must have the courage to discover the beauty of life. 】
Chuzheng: "???"
What the hell
Where did you learn the messy soul poison soup
Are you poisoned
[… ] Keep smiling and serve calmly, not as knowledgeable as the young lady.
Chuzheng and Wangzhe were bickering in the dark, and it took some time before Chuzheng felt that this body seemed to wake her up.
Chuzheng glanced at the very striking countdown in the upper left corner.
53:27:48
Time is a bit tight.
Chuzheng tried to open his eyes. Above his head was an old, cracked ceiling covered with cobwebs.
She was lying on a cramped bed next to the window, half-open.
It was drizzling outside the window, and a layer of fog had formed, and the buildings in the distance were shrouded in fog.
Chuzheng looked at the room where she was now, a very small room, no more than ten square meters.
There are not many things in the room, a bed, a table, and a simple patchwork cloth wardrobe. The corner has been converted into a kitchen with pots and pans on it.
This is not the case in the plot experienced by the original owner.
The original owner was a pitiful person lying in the rain for a long time, and it was a miracle that he did not die at that time.
Probably because she came over and changed the escape route at the time, so she was picked up.
Chuzheng wanted to get up, but her body was so stiff that she couldn't move.
So just lie there.
After another half an hour, the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a thin figure came in from outside.
The other party probably didn't expect that Chuzheng had woken up, so when she came in, she met her gaze and was stunned there.
After a while, the other party said nervously: "You... Are you awake?"
is a boy.
To be honest, when Chu Zheng first saw him, he really couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.
The person at the door was wearing a large T-shirt, not dirty, but very old, with fluffed edges, a pair of shorts, and white canvas shoes on his feet. Maybe it was raining outside, and the canvas shoes were a lot wet.
His hair is slightly longer, blocking his forehead and eyes, and his thin body is easily indistinguishable in dim light.
Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds.
Good person card
"Yeah." Chu Zheng turned his eyes away and responded, "Where is this?"
"I... where I live." The boy closed the door and answered in a low voice, "Are you feeling any discomfort? I don't know about you... so... "
He was incoherent and cautious.
Chuzheng didn't feel any physical injury, but couldn't move.
It is estimated that it is due to some reasons that the original owner is a time and space merchant.
"I'm fine."
The boy walked over carefully and got close, only then did Chu Zheng see his face clearly.
The boy's facial features are unbelievably beautiful, but because his hair is blocking it, he can't see it without looking carefully.
He pursed his lips slightly, there was a bit of timidity in his eyes, and the whole person was cautious and careful.
Obviously he is the master here, but now he is a guest.
Chuzheng saw that he had injuries on his neck and arms, and some bruises on his knees.
"You brought me back?"
The boy nodded.
"Am I alone?"
The boy continued to nod.
"thanks."
"No... no thanks." The boy seemed embarrassed, lowered his head and walked to the side, closed the window, and the sound from outside the window disappeared immediately.
The boy circled back: "Can you get up?"
Chuzheng said frankly: "No, I need to lie down for a while."
"... oh... well..." The boy turned to the other side of the room and started tossing the pots and pans.
Chuzheng watched him toss.
The boy has quick hands and feet, and quickly made a bowl of porridge and a bowl of side dishes.
He brought the porridge and vegetables to Chuzheng, took out the folding table from the side, put it down, looked at Chuzheng, and then looked at the porridge: "That... can you eat it yourself?"
Chuzheng: "… "
Although I would love to say I can!
But I can't do it!
Chuzheng don't start: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."
"are you not hungry?"
"I'm not hungry." Didn't you feed me before? Hungry for what, she lay down and didn't move, she didn't need to consume.
The boy hesitated, didn't move the bowl of porridge, and just covered it with something.
"You don't eat?"
"I... I'm not hungry either."
As soon as the boy's voice fell, Chuzheng heard his stomach 'gurgling' singing the empty city plan.
The boy's face turned red, and he took a few steps back while covering his stomach.
Chuzheng noticed just now that he only seemed to have boiled such a bowl of porridge, and then look at the environment here... Chuzheng thinks that he should be poor.
There is not even a bowl of porridge, this is too poor, right
"Eat it yourself." Chu Zheng said, "Don't worry about me."
The boy shook his head: "I..."
"Hurry up and eat." Chu Zheng frowned coldly.
Xu Shichuzheng was too fierce, the boy shrank back, his face was pale and pale, pursed his lips and pinched the hem of his clothes, and carefully sat back at the table.
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Chuzheng soon knew how poor the boy who picked her up was.
How can you be so poor... It's too miserable.
Human tragedy.
The sky was getting dark outside, and the boy turned on the light. The dim lantern covered the small room, and there was a shabby look everywhere.
Chuzheng felt that she could move, but she was still a little stiff.
She propped up on the bed, which felt like it would collapse when she moved, and she didn't dare to exert any force.
The boy was doing the laundry beside him, when he heard the movement, he turned his head to look over.
"You... what are you going to do?" the boy asked her, "I can help you..."
"Toilet."
The boy blushed suddenly, stood up in a hurry, and pointed to a curtain in the room: "Inside... I'll go outside, call me when you're done."
Before Chuzheng could speak, the boy had already opened the door and went out.
After Chuzheng went down to the ground, he found that he was walking with the same hands and feet. Fortunately, the little guy went out.
When Chuzheng finished going to the bathroom, she yelled outside.
The boy pushed open the door and entered.
Chuzheng leaned on the side and did not return to the bed to lie down.
"what's your name?"
The boy snorted and replied, "Xi Jing."
"The name is nice."
The boy smiled shyly, but quickly lowered his head: "Thank you."
"My name is Chuzheng."
"Chuzheng?" The boy said suspiciously, and his beautiful eyes blinked.
"The first time we met, the kite of the kite."
"Oh..." Xi Jing habitually pinched the hem of his clothes, his eyes swept across the room: "Go to bed tonight."
"Where do you sleep?" This room is so big, with only one bed.
"I'm sleeping on the ground." Xi Jing said, "I'll spread it out in a while. I'll go get you some water, wash it, and rest first..."
Xi Jing moved as soon as he said it, and immediately brought hot water to Chu Zheng.
After rummaging in the closet for a long time, I found a clean handkerchief.