The seat of rebirth is sick

But in the next few days, the two of them avoided talking about what happened that day, as if nothing had happened, everything was as usual, and there was not even a slight change.

Shen Jingbing thought, maybe he was tired of himself, or he had done too much.Such an ordinary attitude seemed alienated after that incident, which made him a little at a loss.But when the two met, he was the only one who looked embarrassed at the Demon King, which made him quite depressed.

"Mr. Shen, what are your plans for the future?" Several people have stayed here for several days, mainly for the wounded, and now that they have basically recuperated, they are sent to escape.Compared with Yu Chunan's original scale, the rescued people are only a handful. Rough calculations show that there are only five or sixty people.

Shen Jingbing firmly believed that it was the man in blue who acted on such a city of innocent people for his own sake.The Yang Fenghuai I saw that day was very strange, as if he was controlled by someone, so there is no doubt about it.This is another point that can make him blame himself.Originally, I thought that I could get rid of this mentality in the days when I was reborn, but with the appearance of this man, the situation rebounded.

The Demon King looked at his pale face, and worriedly asked what's the matter, Shen Jingbing smiled at him, and told a cold joke to fool him.

As soon as the words came out, he almost wanted to cover his mouth.He really wants to tell others about his emotions, but it is often because of his clumsy expressive ability and usual attitude, which makes all this sound like a joke. No one will think that this is a person with low self-esteem. When he is grandstanding.

But this is indeed the effect he wanted to achieve a long time ago; but later he found that it didn't work, but he couldn't change it, whether it was his own behavior or his impression in the eyes of others.

Yes, clown.

He doesn't like being paid attention to, and is afraid that others will have so-called unnecessary expectations of him.This is a kind of resistance, the more people pay attention to him and praise him, the more inferior he will be.Since the devil king started to revolve around him all day, his situation became more and more serious.

He kind of wants to run away.

"Speaking of which, Lord Demon King is really not coming back?" The Demon King saw that Shen Jingbing's expression was extremely bad, and he didn't respond at all to his question just now, so he tried it out.

"I don't know." Shen Jingbing was in a trance. In fact, he didn't care about what the devil said. Instead, he was stimulated by his voice, and reflexively took a step away, paused, and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" The Demon King was anxious when he saw that something was wrong with him, and he didn't even call out his usual honorific title, but directly called "you".He didn't know what to do to keep him, and once again stretched out his hand to hook Shen Jingbing's fingertips.Shen Jingbing looked back at him, her eyes were out of focus, she was in a daze, and her condition was quite bad.

"You..." The Demon King wanted to ask him what's wrong, but suddenly he saw tears streaming down his face, and he opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Shen Jingbing cried exaggeratedly, and he had never done this before.Even if there is pressure, but he pretends to be very good in front of others, and he is also lying to himself behind others. He has never been like this, crying like a fool.

Maybe it's the person in front of me, so I don't need to be on guard?Impossible, I am such a bad piece of garbage, I am tired after playing for two days!He shook off the Demon King's hand and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, but the tears couldn't be controlled at all, there would be more after wiping it off.

He kept backing away, not wanting to see the devil one more time.The devil saw the panic in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was afraid of, so he grabbed his hand even tighter: "Mr. Shen?"

"Will you get tired?!" Shen Jingbing yelled so loudly that the Demon King was puzzled, but wanted to listen: "What?"

"Please don't pay too much attention to me, don't accommodate me like this... It's not worth it, my life is a waste of resources, let me die..." He covered his mouth as soon as the words came out.He had never said such self-defeating words that sounded like a second grader in middle school, but now he yelled them out in front of the Demon King, just wanting to find a place to shrink down.

His few friends think that he is very powerful and capable of everything, but he won't let people get close to him. If he gets too close, he will see his dark despicableness.He noticed that the devil was approaching so much, and he was even more resistant than before, which made him quite concerned.

"No..." The devil was quite confused by his reaction. He knew that this person had low self-esteem, and he looked down on himself, but he never thought that he was so guarded against outsiders, or... himself.

"Yes. People who you keep saying are my friends, are you afraid that everyone will say that I am disgusting behind my back? I am a dead house... No, I am being self-indulgent, and people like me will not be remembered by you Are you still talking about it?" Shen Jingbing fell into a tangled state of mind, which was his fear of people.

He hates other people telling him the same thing, and he is afraid that the devil will be like those people.He is friendly, and it is easy to fall in love with someone; but he never makes close friends with others, fearing that his bad nature will be exposed.This time he didn't control himself well and got too close to him, so close that if he left him, he would be afraid.

The force from the hand increased, Shen Jingbing didn't feel any pain this time, but just looked at it numbly, not knowing what was wrong with him.

The devil looked at him like this, his heart ached so badly, he wanted to pull him into his arms throbbing with pain, but he clearly felt the opposite force from his hand, and he dared not move again.

Shen Jingbing knew that she cared too much about the Demon King, whether it was from the perspective of a friend, or a relationship of lovers that they didn't recognize each other.He didn't want to have the shadow of the Demon King around him, so he couldn't expose himself.

He just felt that if the Demon King said before that he didn't think there was anything wrong with his attributes, he was probably coaxing himself.

"Let him be quiet for a while." The person who spoke was Zhang Ting. When he first arrived, he watched the two chatting.Zhang Ting and Shen Jingbing are the same kind of people, he knows what's wrong with him and what's wrong with Shen Jingbing.After all, I used to be like him.

It's not that serious and it's more troublesome. I know quite well what my situation is, and I know how to resolve it, but I always passively suppress myself.If you say it that way, people will call you hypocritical.

Back then, Zhang Ting was even worse than Shen Jingbing now.The intersection of these two people was purely accidental, and they knew each other but never talked to each other.

The Demon King looked at Shen Jingbing with eyes firmly fixed on him, full of worry.He was born to be a king, and he has enough self-confidence and the ability to judge people, but it doesn't mean that he can see Shen Jingbing's situation and solve his problems for him.As the lord of a world, he is actually quite useless against him.

The devil still doesn't know what this "love" is. In his understanding, liking someone should be a very happy thing, but now he is worried about Shen Jingbing.Unknowingly, she has been infected by Shen Jingbing's negative energy at the moment, and blames herself for her incompetence.She could only hold his hand tightly, unwilling to let go.He hopes that his thoughts can be conveyed to the other party, and he can understand him more.

"My lord, come back first, I have something to talk about."

Zhang Yuqi was sitting in Yinming Hall, knocking on the big golden nanmu carved desk boredly.There are a few book-like things spread out on it, but they are actually books of life and death, with the birth dates and life expectancy of various people or living things written down.But it has nothing to do with her.

"Where is he?"

"Who?"

"A half-demon named Yang Fenghuai."

Pluto, who was huddled in the grand teacher's chair and lying on the chair as a chaise longue, yawned, turned his waist and went to the study in the side hall: "Come and see for yourself!"

With a lazy look, she lifted a stack of books at her feet: "This is from the past two days, check for yourself if there are any half-demons."

Zhang Yuqi had already bent down and squatted down to flip through the book, Pluto yawned again, the thick blue and black under his eyes made it hard to be angry with her laziness, but his words made people angry enough: "I haven't seen any half-monsters recently, Did you make a mistake?"

"No." The person died in her own arms, how could she be wrong?Pluto was a little uncomfortable with her indifference, but started to gossip about names like "Yang Fenghuai" that sounded like men.

"Who are you? What do you want to do when you find him?"

"Do your own thing well, and don't worry about anything else." Zhang Yuqi was still flipping through it seriously, his eyes could pierce through the books of life and death.He raised his eyes and glanced at Pluto, quite indifferently: "If Mr. Pluto is free, can you do me a favor?"

"..." Although she repelled but did not resist.Still quite cooperatively looking for it, it was like tidying up the bookshelf.

Who would have thought that this piece of Yuqi looked crazy, if you searched for it once, you still want to do it again!Pluto quickly stopped her: "Don't look for it, you and the old man are so serious: it's impossible to miss it! If it's still registered and hasn't been delivered, we'll see the new information later, and don't care about it." It's gone."

But it was a coincidence that someone knocked on the door, and Bai Wuchang from Group A said, "My lord, all the statistics from ten days ago have been completed, please check the archives."

Well, well, Pluto has a headache, so he accepts his fate and goes crazy with her.

But this time it was easier, and only then did I find the second book, "Scattered Soul Records", the name circled in red representing a half-demon is none other than Yang Fenghuai.

"Ah... I found it." Her voice didn't sound very happy.She didn't know how to agree with Zhang Yuqi about this matter.

"Where?" Zhang Yuqi looked calm, not knowing what was going on in his heart.Pluto poked the notebook over, raised his hand and pointed: "This."

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yuqi is not a person with strong concentration, but he feels dizzy and a little tired in front of him.

The author has something to say:

Really Complicated

It's still quite hard to understand, after all, after so many years of self-analysis, I haven't fully grasped my thoughts...

small theater

Demon: My heart hurts, give me a hug, Mr.

Shen: You can't let me go, I will feel prickly... [hug]

Zhang: Actually, I don’t think you really can be regarded as Gong!