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Cheng Che thought about it and nodded affirmatively, "I guessed. There are many people with blond hair, but the one you met, with blond hair, seemed to have had a hard life as a child. That's you. But that's right. If I met you when I was a child, I would... Never mind. I can recognize you."
Cheng Che sighed lightly, expressionless, "At least I know my braids."
Chapter 704: Throw it away.
"Why don't you leave?"
Hua Huo noticed that her crow mount had stopped, and couldn't help but look over. She stretched out her hand and poked Cheng Che's cheek, "Hey, there's still some flesh on your face."
Hanabi continued to poke, but before she could do two pokes her hand was grabbed.
"Calm down. You are now using the identity of Sha Jin. If someone sees me, my reputation will be ruined." Cheng Che sighed heavily, seeming a little helpless. "Sha Jin's reputation is not good to begin with. You should at least leave some for others."
Hearing this, Hanabi paused, a dazzling light bursting out from her eyes, "Even more excited!"
Suddenly I understood the value of the word "rumor-mongering"!
"Don't get excited yet." Cheng Che paused for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head, "I want to eat cake, the kind with a big dollop of cream."
Hanabi: ...
what?
Now? Eating cake?
There is no problem with it, but I always feel that this is not like Cheng Che.
Under Huo Huo's suspicious gaze, Cheng Che stopped completely and even put the Huo Huo version of gold sand aside. He looked around and found a trash can in the corner.
"Did you eat too much?" Shajin sighed in the headset, speechless. "As far as I can remember, you had a meal in the waiting room of Chaolu Mansion an hour and a half ago, and you had another meal in the meeting room of Chaolu Mansion half an hour ago. You... didn't you want to work out?"
Cheng Che stood in front of the trash can, thinking about what flavor of cake he wanted to eat, and said casually: "Yeah, so I'm not hungry, I just want to eat."
Gold Dust: ...
what differences are there?
The difference is that one is normal need, and the other is extra intake, the kind that will make you gain weight?
But this is just a dream, a memory, so I won’t gain weight, right?
"Then please help pick up a set of clothes and shoes for the child. I really wanted clean and comfortable clothes and shoes when I was a child." Shajin sighed softly, then whispered, "Thank you."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che raised his hand and pressed his chest, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
I don't know why, but I always felt like there was a knife trying to find his heart in his chest, but it always failed.
Cheng Che was quietly emptying the trash can, and next to him stood Mr. Gold Dust, who had a very happy smile on his face.
Without waiting for Cheng Che to say anything, Sha Jin spoke again, "Oh, by the way, if you can see a child, you should also see a bastard, who looks exactly like me, saying he is from the future. His words are so irritating, please give him a slap."
Cheng Che: ...
Well, the knife that wanted to stab myself seems to have disappeared.
"Why did you hit your future self? The you who was talking to me was also your future self." Cheng Che couldn't help but refute and asked curiously, "Just because his words were irritating?"
"Yes." Shajin answered affirmatively, speaking with great certainty, "Although he looks exactly like me and calls himself my future self, my friend, his expression is really different from mine. It's really irritating. You must be itching to do it when you see him."
Cheng Che dug out a set of small clothes and shoes ordered by Shajin from the trash can, stuffed them into his bag, then picked up his cake and stuffed another piece to Hua Huo next to him, "Okay, then I'll go beat him up after I finish eating."
Little crow who always grants requests, it’s just beating up a person, it’s such a simple thing.
Cheng Che reluctantly agreed to Sha Jin's embarrassing request, and stood there to quickly finish a large piece of cream, and also ate the moist and soft cake base, "Satisfied."
Hanabi tilted her head, "Are you hungry?"
"Just suddenly want to eat?" Cheng Che said, but when he was about to say something, his eyes changed.
He turned around and looked at the gold dust that appeared before him like an illusion.
The other person had his arms across his chest, his eyes curled up, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and was looking at this side with a smile.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to press the earphones, "Friend, do you want me to hit him in the face or in the stomach? I don't mind hitting him a few more times."
The heart is eager to try, but moral caution dissuades.
That...morality?
Throw it away. Throw it away.
Sha Jin was silent for a moment, then he whispered to Cheng Che: "To be honest, because you are in my memory, so what you see will change my memory because of your actions. I know he appeared, but..."
Shajin paused, thinking for a moment before continuing, "Try to see if you can hit it first. It feels like it has no entity."
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, walked towards the gold dust illusion in front of him, and stretched out his hand hesitantly.
After a moment, Cheng Che withdrew his palm, his face expressionless, and his tone cold, "I can't hit you, so I'll beat you up when I see you."
Gold Dust: ...
If you can't hit the illusion, do you have to hit the person himself?
Shajin laughed and couldn't help sighing, "Use your credit points to pay off the debt. I can't stand being beaten."
At the side, Hanabi stood up, holding a small cake, with cream on the corners of her mouth, "What's going on?"
The illusion seemed unable to tell whether the gold dust in front of him was the real person or not. He looked at Hanabi with a smile on his face, "Have you forgotten me? Who gave you the idea when you were tied to the electric chair by the warlord of Yiyimanika?"
Hanabi: ...
What about this paragraph?
Hua Huo tilted her head and looked at the golden illusion in front of her. After a long while, she uttered a sentence, "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm not the little pink ball on the Star Train!"
Cheng Che: ???
Cheng Che quickly glanced at Hua Huo, "You cursed San Yue Qi? I've made a note of that."
At this point, Cheng Che took a step back and lowered his voice, "Friend, is this really your future self?"
Hearing this, Shajin was silent for a moment, "Maybe, who knows."
"You in the future may be..." Cheng Che's eyes fell on the eyes of the gold dust illusion, and he said softly, "Or it may be the second personality that was differentiated when you encountered a major change."
Shajin sighed silently, and his voice came through the headset, "Friend, you shouldn't doubt my IQ. I may not be smart, but I'm definitely not a fool."
How could he not know whether he has a second personality?
Besides...
He, Sha Jin, does not consider himself a strong person, but if he needs a personality to bear the pain for him, then he would never come here.
He cannot be grateful for suffering, but it is indeed suffering that has pushed him to live until now.
Cheng Che inexplicably felt as if he was cueing March 7 again, and couldn't help but look back at the fireworks, "Every one of them is a riddle man."
Cheng Che looked the illusion up and down carefully, and raised his hand when the other party was about to speak, "No matter what you want to say, I won't listen anyway, and neither will Sha Jin. If you want to have fun, just follow me. If you don't want to watch, find a corner and cry by yourself. Don't disturb me."
After he finished speaking, Cheng Che turned around and picked up the 'weak' Fireworks version of Gold Dust, "Let's go, we still have some fun."
Gold Dust: ...
Gold Dust Illusion: ...
Fireworks version of placer gold:......
No one can understand the crow's train of thought!
Chapter 705 I suddenly felt a bit socially dead.
The phantom figure followed the two men, staring at the two men in front of him with a confused look.
Why is no one listening to me when I'm talking?
Do you know how much he has prepared to say?
He came to deliver clues and no one listened?
Although his tone was bad, it was me!
Isn't it okay to do anything to yourself?!
In front, Cheng Che finally got too lazy to carry Hua Huo, and he stretched out his hand to support Hua Huo and barely put on a show, whispering, "I don't think this thing behind is necessarily the future of Sha Jin."
Hearing this, Hanabi's eyes sparkled, "Why do you think so?"
"Hmm... maybe it's intuition?" Cheng Che didn't look back and continued to speak in a low voice, "If the current me goes back to the past to see the ignorant me, I might also tell you some heartbreaking past events that only we know, but the purpose of this behavior should be to prevent the past me from taking the same detour again, right?"
Hanabi nodded thoughtfully, "That seems to be the case."
But... forget it, she doesn't understand these things, and there is no need for her to understand them, just watch for fun.
"It's like the gold dust made me treat him better when he was a child." Cheng Che slowly sorted out the messy thoughts in his mind and spoke softly, "Even if you know you can only rely on yourself in a desperate situation, you will still try your best to make your former self feel a little warmth instead of just hurting your heart, right?"
There are so many novels about rebirth, in which the future self returns to the past self. Each and every one of them is trying to avoid the suffering he or she has suffered in the past, allowing himself or herself to grow again and grow different branches.
But what about now?
This future gold dust did not seem to guide the other party to avoid taking a detour, but instead hurt them again and again.
"If it were me, not necessarily." Hua Huo thought about it and said her thoughts frankly, "Watching yourself having fun is also fun!"
Cheng Che: ...
I forgot, I forgot the attributes of a happy home.
"I shouldn't have discussed serious matters with you." Cheng Che glanced at Hua Huo, then looked back at the earphones, "Did you hear that?"
"I heard it." Shajin smiled lightly and said lazily, "But that's true. I also feel that he doesn't look like my future self."
Just as Sunday was doing something bad to me, I saw my future self the next moment. It doesn't make sense no matter how I think about it, right?
Even if it was my future self, so what? His words were not nice at all. Who doesn't know that he is a hypocrite with sweet words but a sharp knife in his heart?
This illusion's mouth is not sweet at all!
"But he seemed to have revealed a little bit of your tragic past." Cheng Che muttered, holding the fake gold sand beside him and walked forward. He scanned the surroundings, trying to find a little gold sand. "Where did you meet the child? I didn't see it."
Shajin was silent for a moment, as if recalling something. "Look for it again. Maybe my memory has changed. I can't remember it clearly now."