Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Do you know him? Surely.

Zuo Yan nodded, "Mine."

Gu Zheng unfolded the pattern, "What does this pattern mean?"

Zuo Yan shook his head, how did he know what this thing meant.

Then he looked at Gu Zheng with a half-smile, "What do you remember?"

Zuo Yan was silent in his gaze, what he remembered was definitely not what he wanted to know, maybe he would die sooner if he said it.

Suddenly a picture flashed in my mind.

"That's a map."

Gu Zheng turned dark, and the silk unfolded, and there was nothing on it except a black figure.

As for this pattern, Gu Zheng has studied it for more than 20 years, and it doesn't look like a topographic map.

Zuo Yan said softly: "There is another one, you have to put the two together to see the terrain."

Gu Zheng didn't ask where the other map was, but looked at him and said, "It seems that I don't have amnesia."

Zuo Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, could he say it was all a flash memory?

If you have the ability to ask another question, he will definitely not be able to answer it.

After Gu Zheng answered a phone call, Zuo Yan drooled over the plate of fruit.

After a few days of starvation, the previous bowl of vegetarian porridge didn't fill his stomach at all, but the surname Gu didn't fill him up again, so he could only endure the hunger and protest.

When Gu Zheng came back from the balcony, there were already five banana peels in front of Zuo Yan.

"There is an auction tomorrow, you and I will go together."

Zuo Yan was surprised, "Auction?"

"Don't tell me you don't know what an auction is."

Gu Zheng's eyes are filled with "Do you think I will believe you?"

Don't worry about him running away afterwards, pick up the phone and keys and leave.

Leaving Zuo Yan alone to guard the huge house, Zuo Yan waited for him to leave, biting a banana and walking to the door.

The door was locked, Zuo Yan thought for a while and walked to the window, only to find that the window was also locked.

Smart lock, there is no remote control that can't get out.

I thought the target was really not worried about him escaping.

After Zuo Yan finished eating the bananas, he wanted to go back to his room and go to sleep, but then he realized that the white quilt had made him turn black, so he went upstairs directly.

The doors of each room were opened, and only one door could be opened. Inside was a big black bed.

Zuo Yan guessed that it might be Gu Zheng's, but he didn't seem to plan not to come back tonight, so the bed would belong to him.

The big deal is that tomorrow, before Gu Zheng comes back, he will move again.

Zuo Yan lay on the bed, looking at the moonlight shining in from outside, he asked the system in his heart, "Why did he ask me to go to the auction together?"

Could it be that he is going to be auctioned off?No wonder he was locked here!

System: "You're worthless if you sell it."

Zuo Yan, "And you, we are bundled sales."

After thinking about it, he felt that the problem was still on the phone. After asking the system, he found out that the call Gu Zheng answered was from the auction house.

Among the new arrivals was the pattern he had been looking for.

In the dead of night, Zuo Yan began to sigh.

It is so difficult to get close to the goal now, what should we do next?

Isn't it a joke that a man who has only one goal since childhood is to live suddenly has the idea of ​​suicide?

"Ugh……"

Gu Zheng is 28 years old this year, and he will die in two years, so he won't live long, what's the point of his coming?

System: "The target must die voluntarily, otherwise he won't be able to wake up in reality."

Zuo Yan: "If you play like this, it's easy for the target to get depressed. If you always commit suicide in your dreams, aren't you afraid that he will suddenly want to die in the real world?"

System: "The target will not remember things in the dream."

Zuo Yan asked, "What about me? Will I forget after completing the task?"

System: "If the target real world is healed, your memory will be cleared. Even if you complete the task at this stage, you will not forget it."

Zuo Yan nodded, skipping this topic.

So, how should he persuade the target to let him commit suicide?

If someone asked him to commit suicide for no reason, he would definitely think that the person who said this was a psychopath.

And sponsor him for a phone call.

"Ugh……"

System: "..." Can you stop sighing?

Gu Zheng sat in the study of the villa next door, watching the young man toss and turn on his bed from the monitor.

A white pajamas was tortured into various shapes by him, Gu Zheng narrowed his eyes until the young man was asleep, and he didn't see any movement from him.

The next morning, Zuo Yan was dug out of the bed.

Confused, he followed Gu Zheng away, first going to the mall to buy clothes.

He was still wearing Gu Zheng's one size bigger clothes.

The two walked into the clothing store, and the eyes of several female shop assistants lit up.

Zuo Yan's skin is abnormally white, his eyes are pitch black, his long hair is tied in a mess behind his head, and a few strands are scattered on his forehead. His appearance has a kind of classical beauty.

I saw him tugging at the cuff of the man beside him, pointing at a piece of clothing and looking up to ask something.

And the man seemed to say a word of refusal, and his expression was a little disappointed.

The pitiful appearance made several female shop assistants secretly excited.

But the fact is that Zuo Yan took a fancy to a half-yellow and half-green casual suit. He felt that this dress challenged human aesthetics, so he decided...

It's it!

However, Gu Zheng only glanced at it and immediately vetoed it.

And deprived him of the right to choose clothes, even the color of his underwear was chosen by him.

Zuo Yan looked at the leopard print underwear going away from him, and sighed again.

The aesthetics are different, and this day has not been posted.