Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 16 Silly Lin Zi was caught in a routine, Shi Jiu was ready to fight

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu..."

After putting down the phone in Shijiu's stomach, it rang just in time.

Shi Jiu then frowned slightly, a little worried.

For breakfast today, she ate the last two eggs in the refrigerator.

Shi Jiu said to Lin Zi in a gentle voice, "Lin Zi, I'm hungry." There was a bit of inadvertent grievance in his tone.

On the coffee table was the table knife that Shi Jiu had attempted to commit, and she wanted to cut her wrist just now.

Lin Zi let out a faint oh.

If acting like a baby is useful, why be angry?Shi Jiu is a bad guy who makes her fearful
Lin Zi's anger value has reached a peak state at this time.

She no longer wanted to pay attention to Shijiu.

Hungry?Starved and pulled down.

Starving to death is much better than stabbing yourself to death with a knife.

Shi Jiu felt a chill on his arm, and there was a cold gaze on his back, staring at her with a cold gaze.

Not everyone can bear the anger of a Piao.

Lin Zi has already judged that Shi Jiu is simply a guy who takes advantage of sex and forgets righteousness when he sees sex.

In Shijiu's heart, she is not as good as a wild man...

The world is not worth it.

Shi Jiu suddenly understood that Lin Zi was angry...

But Shi Jiu didn't understand why Lin Zi was angry now.

This is a good thing. Jing Zhi's friend is a detective.

She doesn't need to hire someone to check it herself.

Shi Jiu turned around and looked at Lin Zi, but Lin Zi floated behind her again, and the other party refused to talk to you.

Shi Jiu looked at the gleaming knife on the coffee table, reflecting the cold light, and suddenly felt blessed, and understood.

Shi Jiu seemingly casually said: "Most of the self-abuse personality is due to the experience of being abused when they were young."

As he spoke, he crossed his fingers, lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly, and then restrained his smile, his face calm and indifferent.

"Lin Zi, do you hate me too? I thought I was needed by you..."

Her voice was clear and weak, but it carried the warmth of a gentle breeze, and she was not as cold as when she was about to cut her hands when she was ill.

After all, Lin Zi was still a soft-hearted girl, and the fact that she wanted to get sick was not what Shi Jiu wanted after all.If you want to blame, blame the disease, not Shijiu.

Shijiu said that most people with self-abuse tendencies have some experience of being abused.

The string of vigilance in Lin Zi's heart broke completely...

She automatically imagined that she suffered all kinds of inhuman abuse when she was a child.

The halo of motherhood lit up, and Shi Jiu's previous bad deeds were wiped out.

Lin Zi subconsciously attributed Shi Jiu to one of the majority, thinking that Shi Jiu must have experienced something, but he never thought that Shi Jiu was in his arms.

Shi Jiu lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, clearly hiding a smile.

But he pursed his lips as hard as he could, and said, "You are afraid of me and hate me, you should be, who made me an extreme mental patient, and even almost hurt you just now."

After speaking, Shi Jiu went back to his room to sleep with his wet hair.

Lin Zi hurriedly said, "Shijiu, are you hungry?"

Shi Jiu didn't answer, pulled the quilt and fell asleep with his back to Lin Zi.

When Shijiu woke up the next day, it was almost noon, and she rarely slept deeply.

Shi Jiu said good morning to Lin Zi, and squatted by the bed all night, Lin Zi, who was so guilty that he couldn't handle it, also hurriedly said good morning.

Shijiu's stomach growled again just in time.

Lin Ziweng's voice was dark and treacherous, like when they first met, "There are canned meat, vegetables, and fruits in the storage room."

Shi Jiu understood it, and said softly, "Lin Zi, you are so kind."

What a good boy, easy to deceive.

After this time, Lin Zi's sympathy and guilt for her should have risen to an unprecedented level, and it will be much more convenient to do many things.

Nianwan is located in a remote place, and sometimes it takes two hours to go back and forth to the city, including the traffic jam.

So Lin Zi hoarded a lot of canned food.

Although the taste is not satisfactory, it can also fill the stomach.

Shi Jiu changed his clothes and washed up.

Putting on his coat, he turned around and walked out the main door to the storage room. Shi Jiu specially left the door open, and the door stopper obediently sucked it.

Although the password door does not take time, but sometimes, it is just too lazy to open the door.

The light in the storage room was very dark, Shi Jiu pressed the light behind the door a few times, but it didn't turn on.

Shi Jiu turned on the flashlight of the phone, taking advantage of the dim light of the phone, reached out and groped for the shelf.

The words on the cans were blurred, Shi Jiu asked Lin Zi what kind of cans they were, but Lin Zi couldn't remember either.

Since her death, her consciousness was drowsy and not very clear, and she stayed on the hillside where the bad luck started, until the arrival of Shijiu... so she didn't remember what she bought back then.

Lin Zi said, "It's so strange, even after I died, the light in the storage room never went out."

Shi Jiu was taken aback, with a dazed expression on his face, and took a photo of the light with his mobile phone, but with such a little light, he couldn't see why, so he gave up, thinking it was just a coincidence.

Shi Jiu took a can of both sizes and models, put two large cans on the left and right in his coat, held a stack of cans in his arms, hooked his toes, and closed the door of the storage room.

She walked back with the can in her arms. The door, which was originally wide open, swayed back and forth in the wind and rattled.

Shi Jiu frowned, tightened her hand holding the can, and her little finger trembled. It was a small gesture she used to take when she was thinking about something, and it usually meant that someone was going to be unlucky.

With a gentle and careless smile on the corner of her mouth, she said, "I actually don't like fighting, it's not good to fight."

When people are free, they will be very good at finding things.

In the first few years when Shi Jiu was in the Center for Mental Disease Control and Prevention, when he was still a child, he was often beaten up by other patients. A supernatural, smart and weird kid was not welcome everywhere.

Later, Shi Jiu was under the cover of a very skilled female drug dealer named Misha.

Because she is very good at pretending to be pitiful, people who make people pitiful are often not children who can cry, but children who are injured and hold back their tears.

Misha specializes in drug smuggling abroad, and also helps people smuggle to other countries.

She used to have a ten-year-old child with muscular dystrophy, which cost a lot of money to treat, but the child died later.

Misha's thoughts were gone, so she surrendered and was finally sentenced to death.

But later, for some reason, a friend who used to have some relationship with her helped her change her sentence and was transferred to a mental hospital.

Although every day is a bit thrilling, but fortunately there is still life.

From Misha, Shi Jiu learned a lot of self-defense techniques, as well as miscellaneous moves such as Taekwondo, as well as knowledge of pharmacology.

With some anatomy books, Shi Jiucheng is the one who tortures himself the most among self-abuse patients, and the most capable of fighting among violent patients.

"Shijiu, it's not good to fight." Lin Zi said weakly.

Shi Jiu smiled slightly, and there was a storm in his deep black eyes, "Don't worry, I usually beat others, and I never suffer."

Lin Zi didn't understand Shi Jiu's words without beginning or end.She vaguely felt that it might not be a good thing...

(End of this chapter)