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Surprisingly, Shen Zhuo didn't stop him this time, and even took the initiative to help him get cigarettes, and found the lighter that was confiscated last time, and helped him light it.

Yan Shaoqian's hands were still shaking, and he could hardly control himself.

He took two puffs of cigarettes against the window, adjusted his breathing, and finally felt better. He saw Shen Jue fiddling with his mobile phone beside him: "It was indeed an earthquake just now, magnitude 3.9, we are not far away, and the shaking is more obvious, but I am completely I didn't feel it, you..."

At this point, he felt that something was wrong, so he threw the phone aside: "Stop talking about it, are you feeling better?"

Yan Shaoqian shook his head, motioning him to keep quiet.

He is not afraid in his heart now, but more puzzled. He always thought that he is himself and the original owner is the original owner, but now he suddenly doubts this, because the memory left by the original owner is so clear, so clear that he I think that's what I actually experienced.

There is also this kind of intense stress response, the body's instincts are so terrifying, if Shen Jue hadn't stopped him just now, he might have jumped out.

Although this is the first floor, although with his current body function, he can at most guarantee that he will not be injured by jumping from the third floor, but... this is not his original intention.

He is being assimilated, or in other words, the memories of the two lives are influencing each other, and finally a delicate balance is reached.

He looked at Shen Jue, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind—maybe there never was an independent individual, he is the self in this world, and the two souls are always the same person, and he in the previous life was destined to be Shen Jue on that day To kill, he in this life is destined to choose to commit suicide on that day, the two time and space have ingeniously merged in this way, everything is God's will.

"Yan Shaoqian?" Shen Zhuo stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Are you okay? You really don't need... Shall I help you find a psychiatrist?"

"...No need," Yan Shaoqian sighed, and extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette on the window sill, "It's not like you haven't looked for it before, don't waste your money."

"It's because you have been refusing to cooperate..."

"I'm fine." Yan Shaoqian looked out of the window. The night was heavy and he felt a little cold. "I'll try to come out. Didn't you ask me the other day if I wanted to visit the grave on my death day this year? Then I'll tell you now --go."

Shen Zhuo opened his mouth: "You..."

"What's the point of living in the shadow of the past? They exchanged their lives for ours, didn't they just want us to live well? In the end, I actually chose to commit suicide... It's ridiculous to think about it now."

Yan Shaoqian said and shook his head: "It's been 15 years... You and I have grown up in a blink of an eye. If they have a spirit in the sky, they definitely don't want me to be like this. So don't worry, I'm thinking about it now, no I'll do stupid things again."

This is the second time he has assured Shen Jue, Shen Jue breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "I believe in you."

The balcony was really cold, even if Yan Shaoqian was not calm, he was completely frozen.He groped his way into the house, but he stepped on something on the sole of his foot and suddenly slipped.

He hurriedly resorted to the housekeeping skills he had practiced for 20 years, and quickly stabilized his foot, but he did not fall.

Then he lowered his head in doubt—what did he just step on?Wet, water?

But where does the water come from the balcony?

Yan Shaoqian couldn't see with his eyes, but his other senses were more sensitive. He sniffled and smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

whose blood?He was sure it wasn't his own.

Apart from him, there is only...

Yan Shaoqian was startled, and hurried to turn on the light, but Shen Zhuo immediately stopped him: "Don't run around if you can't see it, I'll turn it on."

Soon, the headlight in the bedroom was turned on by Shen Jue, and the room was instantly bright as day.Yan Shaoqian was stunned by the sudden light and covered his eyes. When he got used to it, he took a closer look and found that the liquid he just stepped on...it was indeed blood!

Not only on the balcony, but also on the floor of the bedroom, bloodstains were scattered all over the place, extending all the way to Shen Zhuo's feet.

Yan Shaoqian was shocked: "You..."

There was a pile of broken glass on the ground beside the bed. He accidentally knocked the broken glass down in a panic, and the bloodstains... just started to appear from that pile of broken glass.

Shen Zhuo sat down by the bed, with a helpless expression on his face: "I accidentally stepped on it when I went to stop you just now, it seems... a bit cut."

Yan Shaoqian Xin said that so much blood was more than "a little", he suddenly became anxious: "Why didn't you say it earlier! We talked for a long time just now, you should have said it long ago! You... hurry up, lift your feet and give it to me!" Let me see!"

"Brother Yan, are you worried about me?" Shen Jue could still laugh, "Brother Yan is worried about me, I'm very happy, so I don't... hiss..."

Yan Shaoqian ignored his nonsense, squatted in front of him, grabbed his ankle, and saw that there was a wound cut by broken glass on the sole of his foot, which was quite deep by visual inspection.

Although this kind of wound was not worth mentioning in King Yan's eyes, the serious injuries he suffered in his previous life were more than a hundred times more serious than this, and he just poured wine on such small wounds and ignored them.But he can't flatter the physique of modern people, and a series of thoughts "if you don't deal with it, you will be infected with suppurative sepsis or even die" have appeared in your mind.

So he immediately became serious: "Go to the hospital, hurry up!"

Shen Zhuo resisted a little: "No need, it's four o'clock in the morning, and there is a medicine box at home, just help me deal with it."

Yan Shaoqian asked how he could help with it?What if there were tiny broken glass in the wound, but he didn't notice it with naked eyes, and the wound was not clean?The body of modern people is so delicate, and they will die if they are not careful.

So he ignored Shen Jue's protest, put on his clothes immediately, and knelt down in front of the other party: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back and go to the hospital."

Shen Jue was a little surprised: "Can you memorize me?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

What a joke, he is the majestic head of the Shenying Village, can't afford a person who weighs more than a hundred catties?

Facts have proved that he is really struggling to recite.

He didn't realize before that this stinky brother, who is three years younger than him, is a few centimeters taller than him, with long hands and long feet, and can easily mop the floor.

But Haikou, which he boasted about, had to finish crying. He walked to the entrance with Shen Jue on his back, picked up the car keys, and heard the person on his back whispering: "Open the door softly, don't wake my mother up."

The sound insulation effect of the villa is really good. They are about to shake the sky, and they can't wake up Ms. Tao. If it weren't for Yan Shaoqian's shaking of PTSD, maybe no one would know about the earthquake tonight.

Yan Shaoqian walked out the door lightly, entered the garage with Shen Jue on his back, and stared at a luxury car in a garage: "So, which car's key did I get?"

Shen Zhuo: "Well, I don't know either, just click and try."

Yan Shaoqian had no choice but to follow suit, and sure enough, he saw the lights of a car not far away, and he couldn't tell what kind of car it was, even if the lights were black and the lights were off.

"Are you really sure you want to drive late at night?" Shen Jue asked worriedly, "Maybe I just hurt my foot, so you came here..."

"Shut up," Yan Shaoqian interrupted violently, "What else? Shall I call 120 for you?"

Mr. Shen didn't say anything more.

Compared to 120, he should choose brother Yan.

He didn't want to see news like "The president of Haichen Group jio angrily beat 120 to call an ambulance because the glass was cut" appeared tomorrow.

After traveling to this era, although Yan Shaoqian automatically mastered the driving skills based on the original owner's memory, it was his first time driving at night.He turned on the headlights, turned on the double flash, and even wanted to plaster the car with "Ten meters away from me, don't fight me".

There were almost no cars on the street at four o'clock in the morning, even though Yan was half-blind now, he managed to drive the car to the hospital smoothly, but almost ran through the red light three times on the way.

Shen Jue was very tired, and said that if he didn't stop in time, he didn't know how many points he would be deducted this night.

Yan Shaoqian entered the hospital building with Shen Zhuo on his back, the bright light inside made him feel alive again.

This point is only emergency, because there are not many people, after registration, I went to debridement directly. Fortunately, the wound was not too serious, but it was a little deep, and there were no stitches. After bandaging, I got a tetanus shot and I could go home up.

At this time, it was already daylight, and the two of them were sitting on the seats in the corridor, Shen Jue looked a little tired, and his face was a little pale.

Yan Shaoqian bought him a bottle of water, he couldn't bear it, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Shen Jue was honest: "Yes."

Yan Shaoqian frowned and reproached, "You didn't say anything when it hurt you?"

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes, and said quietly: "I can do anything for Brother Yan. At that time, you protected me regardless of your life. What is it that I suffer from such a small injury?"

Say less money.

What Shen Zhuo was referring to... should be the fact that he dragged him to flee for his life when the earthquake happened that year.

When the building finally collapsed, he almost instinctively protected Shen Jue under his body, so in the end Shen Zhuo suffered the lightest injury, only some scrapes and bruises.

As for himself... there should be several fractures, but it has been many years, and he can't remember clearly.

Later, the Shen family couple who escaped from the catastrophe returned to the devastated city, and when they saw the two children who escaped death, they wept with joy on the spot.

They probably felt that Yan Shaoqian's parents were their son's saviors. The Shen family not only took care of the funeral for the deceased old friend, but also took full responsibility for Yan Shaoqian's subsequent upbringing, treating him as if he was his own, and giving everything to him The best, even better than his own son.

But that didn't save him from PTSD.

In this regard, Yan Shaoqian expressed his understanding. For an ordinary person, especially a child, this shadow is indeed indelible-but he is different.

He has seen too much life and death, and he has long been numb to this kind of problem. Although he still feels uncomfortable when thinking about it, he will not be closed to himself, let alone seek death.

He wants to live, and this belief is even a hundred times stronger than "wanting to collect money".

Perhaps this is the reason for his time travel, he wanted to live, and God gave him this opportunity.

He was thinking wildly in his mind, when he suddenly felt his shoulders sink - Shen Jue actually fell asleep leaning on his shoulders.

For no reason, he pityed him for a while, wondering if the original owner was too alienated from this younger brother, and he clearly knew what he wanted, but he just refused to accept it, and he refused to reject it.

Looking at Shen Zhuo's haggard sleeping face, an unbelievable thought popped up in his heart——

want to kiss him.