ID number 019

Even if he used to be, it is impossible to show a surprised or disgusted expression: "See what you want to see."

"A word game?" Wen Qing paused as he was about to lean back.

The more nervous Chen Yang was, the more easy-going he looked: "Yes, word games, very interesting."

"Sounds like fun." Wen Qing narrowed his eyes, and he laughed, "Then I'll go further."

Chen Yang's entire back was wet.

"Ah Yang, we are friends again!" Wen Qing sat on the wall and blew a big pink bubble to Chen Yang. His birthmark was black and ugly, and his smile was innocent.

At that moment, Chen Yang got the other half of the memory fragments of this carousel, and obtained the information of the second half of the mission, which was exactly the same as what he experienced.

Chen Yang felt a little emotional in his heart, it turned out that I once pushed Wen Qing when he wanted to stop.

Wen Qing forgot, and I forgot too.

Chen Yang heaved a long sigh, and suddenly a gust of fragrant wind blew by his ears.

"Xiao Yangyang, why are you sighing?"

Chen Yang regained consciousness suddenly, he found himself on a bus.

Miss Jo sat beside him.