Paranoid Love Poem [Quick Transmigration]

In the coffee shop opposite the Star Entertainment Company, a young man with sunglasses in black casual clothes was sitting by the window.

"Sir, may I refill your glass?" The waitress walked forward with a smile on her face, but her tone of voice was cold.

That is of course, because Ji Churong has already renewed the cup three times.At two o'clock in the afternoon, after Yan Yexi entered Star Entertainment, he sat in the coffee shop and waited for him to come out. Two weeks had passed since he secretly observed and followed him.

"No, please bring me a dessert, the one recommended by the store will do."

The price of this coffee shop is not cheap, and the recommended price is even more inflated.The waitress gradually smiled sincerely, and said courteously, "Okay, then I'll help you refill another drink."

It was getting late, but Yan Yexi hadn't come out yet, so he had to work overtime again.

Ji Churong raised his hand, and when he was about to call for the second recommendation, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice.

'System, read the text message for me. '

On the screen, the word 'Su Ling' was displayed in the column of the sender, and a series of text messages below it, none of which were answered.The latest one is 'Ji Churong, if you don't call me back, I will report missing persons'.

'system? There was no response in his mind, Ji Churong called out again: "What's wrong with you?" '

'fine. The system said: "I'm just curious, why there are promotional text messages every day, this world doesn't respect user privacy too much." '

'It should be that I leaked my personal information when I searched for Su Ling's old albums online. When he was in Li Village, after hearing Su Ling's songs, Ji Churong wanted to collect Su Ling's albums.After the system checked, it was found that many people on the Internet claimed to be off fans and wanted to resell Su Ling's albums and peripherals at a low price, so Ji Churong asked the system to search and buy them all at the original price on the grounds of 'I believe the value will increase in the future'.

Ji Churong bought the rented house. Except for the bed, wardrobe, and kitchen, the remaining space in the house was filled with things related to Su Ling.These items that Ji Churong firmly believes have room for appreciation are piled up to the brim, forming a golden house.

Speaking of which, when he left, he asked the system to help send a farewell text message, telling Su Ling that he would go back to City B first, please don't worry.

'System, did I really not receive a reply from Su Ling in my mobile phone?None? 'It's not all marketing.

'No. '

'Sure enough, I got angry. ' No phone calls or texts.

This time it's my fault, anyway, it's completely irresponsible and cowardly to say goodbye by text message.Mountains of swords and seas of fire didn't hesitate at all, why did they shrink back from Su Ling?

"will you come back?"

"will not."

Recalling the question and answer between the two at the beginning, he did not hesitate at all, and he knew in his heart that the separation would eventually come.However, those who dared to say 'won't come back' dared not say goodbye in person.

'No, I have to call him. 'You have to take responsibility for your actions.

The quick communication on the mobile phone is set to Su Ling's number, which is so convenient that the system can't stop it in time. However, just when Ji Churong was fumbling about to press the dial, Yan Yexi walked out of the Star Entertainment gate.

'Host!Yan Yexi is out!Let's follow up!Hurry up!He is leaving! 'At this moment, Yan Yexi is completely the savior of the system.

'So urgent! ? Ji Churong didn't dare to delay, and immediately put down the cash and rushed out of the coffee shop.

The mobile phone returned to Ji Churong's pocket, and the tension that the system was invaded by a virus also relaxed.

Almost, the trust between the system and the host collapsed.

Yan Yexi didn't go home immediately after leaving the company, but drove to the city center accompanied by her manager.

'Host, they stopped at City Center Hospital. '

All city monitoring and networks are the eyes of the system, and it reports in real time: "They are linked to the Department of Ophthalmology, Nose and Throat." '

Putting on the mask, Ji Churong went directly to the ENT department.This world has not experienced a radiation catastrophe, there is no zero element in the air, and the body lacks the necessary elements to restore the ability. Ji Churong will never overuse the ability if it is not necessary.

After all, if you use a little less, you don't know what the next world will be like.

He stands outside the department, which is usually only used to assist in movement. The perception that replaces part of the function of the eyes gradually expands, so the conversations in the door change from small to large, from far to near, as if in the ear.

"Mr. Yan, we checked, and there is nothing wrong with your throat."

"Impossible, when I was recording a song this afternoon, I suddenly couldn't make any sound, please check it carefully again!"

"Your vocal cords are normal. From your description, I suggest you go to a neurologist for an examination."

"What do you mean!" Yan Yexi was as if shocked by electricity, and suddenly became angry: "You think I have mental problems!?"

"Mr. Yan, neurology and psychiatry are not the same thing. Please calm down. According to your description, I think your occasional short-term loss of voice may be due to excessive work pressure and heavy psychological burden. The specific situation is still denervation. Have an internal examination and discuss it again."

There was a moment of silence in the department.

"Doctor, I have concealed part of the truth." Yan Yexi's voice became stable, like a person who was trapped in a quagmire finally gave up struggling and chose to watch himself sinking bit by bit.

There was a sound of cloth rubbing, and something was untied.

"It was after I had these things on my neck that I started to have sudden aphasia."

The room became quiet again. It seemed that those surrounded by the quagmire stood by the side of the quagmire with their arms covered, watching a person's fall with cold eyes.

"You, aren't you a tattoo?"

"No! It suddenly appeared one day, and I can't get rid of it! The cold air it emits has been stinging my throat!"

"Mr. Yan, the temperature of your skin is normal."

"How is it possible! You, come and touch it!"

This time it was the manager's voice: "...it's a normal temperature. Xiao Yan, are you too tired?"

"Impossible! You are all lying! Impossible!"

The doctor's voice suddenly became much quieter, as if he was whispering to the manager: "According to this situation, if the neurology department can't detect anything, you still have to go to the psychiatry department."

Not only the neurology department, Yan Yexi and his manager were referred to the neurology department, dermatology department, and even the psychiatry department successively, but nothing was found out.

After leaving the hospital, not only Yan Yexi, but even the manager looked pale.

"Xiao Yan, why don't I report to the company and give you a few days off? You must be under too much mental pressure." Yan Yexi stared blankly at the ground, his scarf was hanging on his fingers, and there was a black circle around his neck. Imprints, which look like fuzzy handprints.The manager looked embarrassed, and said, "I know that people of your age are rebellious, but now many programs prohibit showing tattoos, why don't you wash off the tattoo?"

The straight gaze shifted from the ground to the manager's face, Yan Yexi raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were indescribably weird.

"Do you think I will be like Su Ling?" Suddenly, he remembered something, and hope was rekindled in his eyes.Yan Yexi ruthlessly grabbed the manager's shoulder, like a drowning man grasping the last straw.

"Quick! Help me find out about Su Ling's latest developments! I...I want to contact him right away!"

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