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Now it is clear that Cheng Che did this to protect his own piano.
"How shameless! You talk as if you'd die if it really fell on you..." Cheng Che murmured, sitting in the pit without wanting to move at all. He lowered his head and tore open his shirt to observe his blue ribs, then reached out and pressed them again. "I've been told since I was a child that being crazy would put others in danger. Now it seems that I'm the one in danger."
Terrible, so terrifying.
The people who were treated as criminals in reserve did not do anything wrong, but were always beaten up. Who would believe this if others told them?
"Medicine for wounds." Jing Yuan sighed weakly, and held out two small bottles in his fair hands. "The red one is for external use, and the white one is for internal use. With the rich blood in your body, it should be able to heal quickly."
Cheng Che raised his eyes, "Will it be slower without internal medicine?"
Jing Yuan:......
"Yes." Jing Yuan nodded and put the medicine bottle into Cheng Che's hand. When he lowered his hand, he pulled his sleeve awkwardly, trying to cover the little bit of black arm that was exposed when he raised his hand.
On the side, Huo Huo held his tail and looked at Gui Naifen, and a hint of sadness and sorrow appeared in their eyes.
Look, the general was seriously ill but he kept it a secret from others. How strong he was! How touching!
He carried the enormous pressure and serious illness to support the entire immortal boat, but had to lick his wounds alone when he was alone.
great!
hero!
Jing Yuan, who was being imagined, did not feel any discomfort. He looked up at Gui Naifen and said, "With such a big commotion, I need an official account to announce some things to prevent the people of Luofu from panicking. I wonder if Miss Gui Naifen is willing to help me with this?"
Gui Naifen nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes! It's free! Just tell me what you want me to do!"
Jing Yuan:......
He hasn't even mentioned the reward he prepared!
Jing Yuan blinked and looked at Huo Huo again, "Judge Huo Huo and Sui Yang coexist, so he should be able to help with Sui Yang's escape. I wonder if he can..."
Before he finished speaking, Huo Huo also nodded heavily. The cowardice in his original character was replaced by passion, and he looked full of energy. "Leave it to me, General, rest assured!"
Jing Yuan:......
Luo Fu seems to be very obedient today...
A trace of confusion flashed across Jing Yuan's eyes, and he finally stood up from the armchair.
He looked around and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll go back and rest."
As he spoke, Jing Yuan lowered his eyes to look at the crow who had just climbed out of the pit, and hesitantly said, "Do you need me to take you to Dan Ding Division to check your injuries?"
"No need." Cheng Che responded, stretched out his foot to kick the big sacks beside him, and stuffed a feather into Jing Yuan's hand, "I'll sell the garbage for money. These are all things made by Sui Yang. There should be researchers who want to buy them back for research. I'll give you the feather too. I'm going to go back and take a shower and have a good sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man disappeared completely.
Jing Yuan stroked his chin and thought, "Today's Luo Fu...seems to be really obedient."
Chapter 407 Live a good life.
There are crowds of pedestrians and heavy traffic.
Cheng Che reached out and touched the hair on his head that was just long enough for perming, then walked slowly towards the school gate with his bag on his back and his suitcase in hand.
The school was quiet. Occasionally, you could see two students. They were not wearing black training suits or blue police uniforms, but their private clothes, which was rare. However, their dark skin from training always looked a bit strange.
Cheng Che looked down at his arms which never got tanned no matter how much he looked at the sun, paused for a moment, and then walked out quickly.
There was a familiar car parked in front of the school gate. Through the gap in the lowered car window, one could vaguely see two familiar figures, looking sideways and frowning as they talked about something.
"boom--"
With a loud bang, the scene suddenly changed. Cheng Che stared at the tombstone in front of him and was a little dazed for a moment.
A man in a long coat stood at one side and casually placed the white flowers in his hand on the tombstone. He bit his cigarette and looked for a moment before turning and leaving. The black vehicle drove through the fog into the world, leaving only an empty tomb in its place.
Cheng Che reached out and touched the tombstone, looking at the name on it and fell into deep thought.
There was no signature as expected, only the empty words "Cheng Che". There was a lot of dust on the tombstone, and the fruits on the table were wilted, obviously no one had replaced them for a long time.
Really, who would use lilies for worship?
Cheng Che took a deep breath, reached out his hand and touched the white and tender petals on the tombstone, and sighed softly, "This is a bit too disrespectful. I hate eating wilted oranges the most——"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Che suddenly opened his eyes and met a pair of blue-gray eyes filled with doubt.
The young man stood by the bed and leaned forward slightly, wondering, "You want to eat oranges?"
Cheng Che: ...
I can't respond to this. If I do, it will feel like I have another father.
"No." Cheng Che responded, turned over and rubbed his eyes, buried his head under the pillow, and said in a muffled voice: "You want to have a midnight snack so you called me?"
Dan Heng's eyelids twitched, and he looked up at the covered window beside him, "It's dinner time now, and you slept for a night and a day."
Still having midnight snack?
Everyone thought Cheng Che was going to fall asleep!
"Oh." Cheng Che responded, trying to dig himself out of the bed, with a slightly tired look on his face, "It feels the same as if I hadn't slept at all."
Dan Heng took two steps back and threw the clothes on the back of the chair over to him. "Was the Chi Ming secret medicine useful to you?"
Cheng Che put on his clothes with his back to the door, and said calmly and coldly, "It worked. I dreamed that my brothers came to pick me up to go out and play when I was on vacation. I also dreamed of my tombstone."
Thinking of this, Cheng Che turned around and lay on the low bookshelf beside the bed and looked at Dan Heng, "You said... if I dug up my grave in my dream..."
Dan Heng:......
You went to Suiyuan to dismantle the illusion, and now you are digging your own grave in your dreams?
At least dig up other people’s ancestral graves!
Dan Heng was silent for a moment, then looked at Cheng Che and said seriously, "As you said, the Chiming secret medicine is useful to you, so..."
"I have the same means of reincarnation as Chiming, right?" Cheng Che stretched, put on a short-sleeved shirt, got up from the bed, and walked towards the bathroom at the back with his phone. "Maybe the race and the time of reincarnation are different, but obviously from my past to now, I have really experienced a reincarnation."
Dan Heng was thoughtful as he walked slowly behind Cheng Che, "But it could also be just a dream."
"It was possible originally, but it was no longer possible when I was talking to you just now." Cheng Che sighed heavily, looking very dissatisfied. "My grave is too shabby. Can't you bring some expensive fruits to visit me?!"
Dan Heng paused, "I'll buy it for you--"
"Don't!" Cheng Che stretched out his hand to interrupt Dan Heng's words, expressionless and serious, "Stop talking about friends. It's impolite to continue."
Dan Heng:......
"Yeah." Dan Heng responded, and just as he was about to turn around and go back to the carriage, he still turned his body to look at Cheng Che, "Help me pick up some trash?"
"What do you want?" Cheng Che bit his toothbrush and held up his phone to browse the messages sent from an account called Xiao Guizi.
Dan Heng paused, and after hesitating for a long time, he suppressed the indifference in his blue-gray eyes.
He thought about it, and finally said, "You should know that Pam once prepared a bedroom for me."
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded, tilted his head back, squinted his eyes and brushed his teeth, his voice was vague, "So you thought you were just staying temporarily, so you slept on the floor in the reference room."
At this point, Cheng Che suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at Dan Heng, "Oh, it's not considered a temporary residence now?"
Dan Heng nodded and shook his head as he thought about it.
He glanced at the familiar carriage, and spoke after a while, "A lot of things have happened recently. Even though I feel that the sins of the past are only in the past, I still feel that there will be turmoil waiting for me in the future. But before that day comes..."
Live better.
"Okay." Cheng Che had no objection. He responded, wiped his face, and slowly scratched his curly hair. "You can ask San Yue Qi to help you place the order. After all, she is very good at decorating herself and her bedroom. I will help you pick it up later, and I will try to let you sleep in your own bedroom tonight."
Dan Heng thought of San Yueqi's pink and tender bedroom, and then thought of the gray bedroom full of small garbage. After a long while, he pressed the corners of his twitching mouth and looked at Cheng Che, "Keep it simple."
If all else fails, why not copy a model house from the Star Peace Company's shopping website? !
If it was really pink and tender, Dan Heng might be called a pervert.
Dan Heng thought for a moment and finally remembered the important matter.
He stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Che towards the observation car in front. His voice was calm and cold, "The general is here. I was planning to ask you about the Suiyuan illusion. It seems that you and Sangbo did not remove the formation when you left the illusion. Hui Yan was trapped in it. The Hades has temporarily evacuated, but..."
Dan Heng paused, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness, "From last night till now, the young judge from the Ten Kings Division has been guarding the entrance to the illusion with great interest, with a tail in his left hand and floating smoke in his right hand, and he is cursing with Hui Yan across the illusion."
Cheng Che thought about it, but didn't think of anything wrong. "Isn't this good?"
If you are trapped inside, you can't run out to cause trouble. The general doesn't have to work overtime, and Luofu is not in danger.
perfect!
Dan Heng's eyelids twitched, and he spoke in a calm voice, "But Miss Gui Naifen used her account to broadcast live at the entrance of the illusion, beating gongs and drums to support the judge girl and the two Sui Yangs. Sui Garden, which was originally called the Ghost Garden... is now extremely lively."
There is no problem, but...
The people from the Ten Kings Division were not very friendly. Outside, there were loud gongs and drums, and there were even vendors from the Golden Man Alley setting up stalls at the door, but...
The underworld officials inside had to work hard to catch Sui Yang, which was even more tragic in comparison, and the Ten Kings Bureau was full of complaints.
Cheng Che: ...
Oh, it turns out it’s too lively, then…
interrupt!
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, took out his mobile phone, added the two newly added accounts of Huo Huo and Xiao Guizi into a group, and sent messages silently.
【Cheng Che: The Starry Sky Train special dinner is ready. 】
Chapter 408 I Deserve It...
In the observation car, four figures sat together beside a huge round table, silently looking at the sumptuous dinner on the table and the empty stools.
Pam sat in the child seat and didn't seem to think it was a big deal.
"Today's meal... is there no one eating?" Jing Yuan looked at the many empty seats at the table in disbelief, and was a little confused for a moment, "Usually, it's so crowded that you want to sit on other people's laps to eat."
"Ji Zi and Mr. Walter got off the car and will be back in 20 minutes. Sanyue and Xing are in Suiyuan, and the rest of the guests... will be here soon." Dan Heng quickly browsed the report message sent in the group chat, his voice was cold and without any emotion, "It won't be wasted."
Cheng Che looked desolate, holding his thermos cup with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
He thought for a moment and found a familiar line from his distant memory, "Everyone is busy, busy, it's better to be busy."
The tone was melancholy and a little old and tired.