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The interior space of this car was quite large, but at this moment, Yan Shaoqian inexplicably felt very cramped, and there was an air of contemplation in all directions, mixed with a hint of bitter coffee.

He was stunned for a moment, and then looked down at his hand, thinking that he was broken, Mr. Shen didn't think that his action was to have some intimate contact with him, and that's why he reacted that way, right?

In Yan Shaoqian's eyes, pulling your tie = wants to beat you up, but in Shen Zhuo's eyes, pulling my tie = wants to kiss me?

What is the magical brain circuit of modern people?

Yan Shaoqian didn't want to be kissed forcibly again, he wanted to struggle, but he was so trapped by someone's "door slamming" that he couldn't use any tricks.

You can't come and give him a hard punch.

"...don't move," Shen Jue didn't continue, probably afraid of being beaten, somehow, his breathing was a little messy, he put his chin on the opponent's shoulder, closed his eyes and said, "just stay like this move."

Yan Shaoqian had no choice but to stay still, wanting to push him away, but couldn't bear it.He actually felt that Shen Jue was surprisingly fragile now, like some kind of large dog that was almost abandoned by its owner.

Wronged, really wronged, he never thought of committing suicide.

He managed to use the dead body to resurrect his soul again, how could he think about dying.

Shen Zhuo leaned on him in this posture for a long time, finally exhaled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Do you know how worried I am about you?"

"……do not know."

Shen Jue didn't care about his answer, and continued on his own: "I don't want to go through the same thing again, I'm really scared, I'm trembling with fear, so... please care a little bit about my feelings okay?"

"I..." Yan Shaoqian sighed tiredly, "Although you don't want to hear it, I still have to tell you—first, I didn't intend to die, I managed to get my life back and I cherish it before it's too late Why should I die? You really misunderstood me."

Shen Jue didn't make a sound.

"Secondly, I only stopped it on the premise that I was sure that I could get out of it unscathed. I have a lot of confidence in myself, and I will never take care of what is beyond my ability. Please trust me once."

Yan Shaoqian said, turning his head to one side: "Third, can you take off your glasses and talk? It hurts my ears."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Mr. Shen had no choice but to stop the act of burying his shoulders to take advantage of the opportunity, and reluctantly straightened his waist, took off the thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked up at him: "Are you serious?"

"That's inevitable," Yan Shaoqian vowed, "otherwise I won't have any seasoning packets for instant noodles, and the price will increase when I go out to buy vegetables."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

That's not necessary.

He pondered for a moment, then looked at the shallow wound on the other person's face: "Okay, I am willing to believe you, but I still have a question to ask."

"You said."

"Can you tell me... what made you change?" Shen Jue stared into his eyes, as if he wanted to find the answer deep in his heart, "Since taking sleeping pills at the beginning, I have sworn that I will never seek death. What made you change?"

Yan Shaoqian: "...It's very dangerous for you to ask this question. You are not afraid to ask me about autism again, and I will seek death again?"

"That means you were lying to me just now," Shen Jue's eyes flashed a gloomy look, "I won't let you die, and I won't make the same mistake a second time."

Yan Shaoqian said that your possessiveness is scary enough. He crossed his arms and carefully considered his words: "If I say that I saw another world during the 'death' period, would you believe it?"

There was a trace of confusion in Shen Jue's eyes: "There is indeed such a saying - there is a painter in a foreign country who woke up from a car accident and drew a series of paintings on the theme of 'surrealism'. He claimed that these were paintings he saw in a coma scene."

Yan Shaoqian nodded: "I saw that in that world, I lived in a miserable life and could not die well. In comparison, I in this world are much happier, so I don't think it's a big deal to continue to live—I will die if I die." Not afraid, are you still afraid of living?"

Shen Jue frowned, as if trying to judge the authenticity of this sentence.

Yan Shaoqian didn't continue talking, firstly because he was afraid that he would reveal his truth if he said it again, and secondly, he wanted to test the other party's reaction.

In fact, he is not lying. He in the "other world" is indeed extremely miserable, and he was stabbed to death by the gentleman in front of him.

...Although he accidentally bumped into it.

The death was so wronged that Dou E almost cried when she saw it.

Shen Zhuo looked at him for a long time: "Are you sincere in these words?"

Yan Shaoqian raised three fingers: "I'm lying, did I eat instant noodles..."

"……another."

"Drink Feizhai Happy Water, the bottled one is unscrewed and sprayed, the canned one doesn't have a pull ring - how about it, is this cruel enough?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

I always feel that his bamboo horse brother has been promoted from a pearl bird to a sand sculpture.

Two minutes later, Mr. Shen forced himself to digest the information, and asked again: "Then there is one last question."

"what?"

Shen Jue: "Let me just believe that what you just said is the truth, then how do you explain that you have mastered some strange skills in the past few months, such as catching flies with bare hands, using buttons as darts, and flying from outside without using ladders?" The wall climbed up to the roof of my villa, and there are all kinds of fighting skills of unknown origin?"

Yan Shaoqian rubbed the tip of his nose with his knuckles, thinking that it wasn't "fighting" but "martial arts".

He coughed twice guiltyly: "I said, why don't we leave? It's 06:30, and Auntie will be worried."

Shen Jue suddenly raised his voice: "Answer me!"

Yan Shaoqian was startled by him, and blurted out: "I told you it's okay, but you absolutely must not laugh at me, or I will break up with you!"

Shen Zhuo subconsciously said: "What is the position of breaking up friendship?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Mr. President, stop making such outdated jokes after 9102 years.

Shen Jue coughed, and got back to the subject: "So? What is the reason... that makes you think I will laugh at you?"

Yan Shaoqian looked away: "Of course... I feel that if I want to live a good life, I must improve my self-protection ability, so I learned a little self-defense from the Internet. I was afraid that you would laugh at me, so I kept secretly."

Shen Jue stared at him without blinking, like a scanning machine in operation.

Yan Shaoqian said that it is too difficult to make up a lie, the words just now fully imitated the personality of the original owner, I hope I can deceive him.

Shen Zhuo looked at him for a while, then suddenly spread his palm towards him: "Would you mind showing me your mobile phone? If you mind, then fine."

Yan Shaoqian looked bewildered, and after a little hesitation, he took out his phone, unlocked the lock screen and handed it to him: "I don't mind, but... why do you want to look at my phone all of a sudden?"

Shen Zhuo took the phone and fiddled with it a few times, Yan Shaoqian took the opportunity to peep, watching him click into several commonly used software, and click on the history records one by one.

Oh, it's on.

He knew that the surname Shen would look for clues in his mobile phone, and started looking for all kinds of messy "self-defense tips" videos and articles many days in advance, and the software history was full.

The only thing that surprised him was that he thought that Shen Zhuo would secretly carry out this work while he was asleep, but he didn't expect to do it directly in front of him.

But...in the light of day?

After reading it, Shen Jue returned the phone to him intact, with a slightly strange expression on his face: "Now I believe it, but... you just practiced like this, did you really succeed?"

Yan Shaoqian continued to pretend to be stupid: "Ah, that's right."

Right shit.

Those things in the video are called "parkour", not "light work" at all.

Flying cards and playing marbles all rely on the explosive strength of the wrist and fingers. It looks like a bluff, but it is easy to hurt yourself if you don’t play well in practice.

It's no wonder that their martial arts, which were once brilliant in the past, have basically been lost now.

Shen Zhuo seemed to be unable to answer the words, so he drove on the road again in silence, and forcibly put a stopper on it.

Yan Shaoqian turned his head and looked out the window. The traffic was moving very slowly, and it seemed that he would not be able to go home in half an hour.

He thought for a while and said, "By the way, don't tell Auntie what happened today, because I don't want her to worry."

Shen Jue glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said in a bad tone: "You know not to worry my mother, but don't you know not to worry me? You have no heart."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

He has no heart?

If he really didn't care, he would have left Shen Zhu and ran away. There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why hang himself on Shen Zhuo's crooked neck tree.

Although the tree looks pretty cool.

He snorted, but didn't respond.

Shen Jue said again: "I have another question for you."

Yan Shaoqian was impatient: "You have already asked many questions, didn't you agree on the last one just now? Why are you a hundred thousand?"

There was a crack in Mr. Shen's eternally perfect expression, he pretended not to hear this sentence, and continued: "You refused to accept me before because you knew that you would do something stupid sooner or later, so you deliberately alienated me ?”

Yan Shaoqian glanced at him inexplicably, digging through the memory of the original owner, and found that he really seemed to think so.

Shen Zhuo said that he knew him, but it was not a joke.

He nodded hesitantly: "Even if... yes, what's the matter?"

Shen Zhuo: "Then you said just now that you won't seek death again, right?"

Yan Shaoqian suddenly had a bad feeling: "Yes... yes, what?"

Shen Jue: "Then can I draw such a conclusion - because I will seek death and refuse to accept me, now that you will not seek death, you can accept me?"

"……What?"

"The original proposition and the inverse proposition are mutually equivalent propositions. If the original proposition is true, the inverse proposition is also true." Shen Jue looked at his bewildered expression and smiled leisurely, "'I will seek death, no "Accept" is true, so "will accept, don't seek death" is also true, am I right?"

"?!"

Yan Shaoqian was dumbfounded.

This guy is so reasonable that he can't refute it?

"You... I'll take care of you later." He swallowed, his heart beating faster for no reason.

It seems that he was successfully entangled by the surname Shen?

This wicked thing, co-authored all the way, just to dig a hole for him, waiting for him to jump in?

God gave you a genius brain, but you use it to fall in love?