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On the way back in the car in the afternoon, Shen Fan had already searched for a moving company online. When he arrived, the moving workers were already in place.

In addition, the familiar black car had also parked at the door of the apartment. It seemed that Lin Jue moved very quickly and had already arranged everything for him.

Shen Fan only needs to stand and direct now.

An hour later, he drove people to Linjue's community.

Shen Fan actually didn't have many things. The heaviest things were the books at home, and the most were clothes, half of which belonged to Lin Jue.

After the driver dropped the person off, he handed all the spare keys to Shen Fan.

"My lord said, you can live here wherever you like from now on, and I will pick you up and drop you off every day."

Perhaps the delivery of chestnuts last time had an effect. Shen Fan found that the driver spoke to him in a much more polite tone now and looked at him in a much friendlier way.

"Thank you. Please give me your advice in the future." Shen Fan said politely, "See you tomorrow."

After Shen Fan sent the driver out, he closed the door.

After everyone who had just filed in had left, the room was very quiet.

Shen Fan crossed his arms and looked around. He was not new to it. Although everything was almost sorted, Shen Fan checked everything again and washed the commonly used cups before going upstairs to rest.

[Mingmou, check it again. 】

[Okay, Master, I have connected to the intelligent system here and found nothing suspicious. 】

Shen Fan confirmed with Mingmu while walking upstairs.

The stair lights come on and the air conditioner automatically adjusts to the most suitable temperature.

The clothes were placed by the door, and Shen Fan specifically told them that they didn't need to sort them. He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and cleaned it himself, filling the closet with clothes.

Linjue's clothes here are still for summer, which shows that he hasn't stayed here for a long time. But if you think about it carefully, Lin Jue has lived directly with him since she was with him.

Shen Fan hummed a song, put the scent of Forgetwort in the bathroom, took a change of clothes and took a shower first.

He hadn't spent the night here, but he didn't feel unfamiliar. He still remembered that when he came here for the first time, Lin Jue sat by the bed and talked to him. His appearance was still cold, as if he wanted to draw a clear line with him.

Recalling what happened in the past, Shen Fan still felt a little emotional. He actually had the same idea at that time.

Who would have expected that so many things would happen next.

Shen Fan adjusted the brightness of the desk lamp and read two books before going to bed. He read until about ten o'clock in the evening before turning off the desk lamp and going to sleep.

The bed here is a little bigger than the one in his small apartment, and it's a little too spacious to lie down on.

Shen Fan adjusted his breathing, but his mind was filled with the scene of Lin Jue talking to him today.

……

Shen Fan didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but suddenly the outside of the mattress sank, and a big hand hugged Shen Fan's waist from behind.

But he was still stuck in his dream and frowned.

In the dream it was all white.

In a snow-white room and a snow-white coat, Shen Fan was lying on the white sheets. A piece of silver lead was installed on the back of his neck. Eight strong spikes were directly embedded into the skin, and then the barbs were unfolded. "Roots took root" in the sensitive flesh.

Under the dripping blood, his whole body was in pain as if he had been fished out of water.

This is to prevent Shen Fansu from releasing pheromones. As long as Shen Fan tries to dismantle him, he will receive an electric shock and become comatose.

But even without this damn thing, Shen Fan's body was too weak to walk after being unable to eat for a long time.

He didn't know how long he had been locked up here, maybe a few days, maybe more than ten days. All he knew was that he missed Lin Jue's graduation ceremony and probably wouldn't be able to celebrate Lin Jue's birthday with him.

During the battle, the moment the bomb exploded from behind him, Shen Fan knew that there was a traitor in the team.

His back and half of his face were injured, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

When I woke up, I was already locked up here. Those people ignored his resistance and refused to communicate with him.

His hands and feet were chained to the hospital bed, and he was used as a guinea pig for continuous experiments. Those people were probably afraid that he would die, so they kept injecting him with nutrient solution and used the medical cabin to treat his wounds.

But the injuries were too severe, and there were still scars on his body and face that were difficult to heal.

Shen Fan didn't know what these people wanted from him, maybe they just wanted to torture him. They shaved off his hair and put a helmet-like thing on him, and then there was this intense dizziness.

Shen Fan couldn't describe the feeling, he just felt that his whole soul was being extracted.

……

"Shen Fan, wake up..." Someone called his name in his ear. Shen Fan opened his eyes in a warm embrace. In front of him was a familiar face with concern.

Linjue?

Is it a dream? Shen Fan hugged Lin Jue "in the dream" tightly.

It's all his fault. Ask him if it hurts, but it hurts all the time in his dreams. It hurts so much...

If it weren't for such pain, Shen Fan wouldn't have chosen such a decisive way to die in the end.

"Shen Fan, wake up..."

Linjue was a little scared. Shen Fan had obviously opened his eyes, but there was no light in them, as if he was trapped in some kind of nightmare.

He was a little anxious and kept kissing Shen Fan's face, trying to wake up Shen Fan.

……