ID number 019

Chen Yang looked at Chen Xishuang's room, it was not occupied by sundries like the 605 dormitory, it was empty, and the furniture was covered with torn sheets to block dust.

It's like someone who used to live here has gone on a long journey.

The dust floating in the air was very thin, and there were not many traces of Chen Xishuang in the room.

This is the ending after the missionary's death.

Forgotten by relatives, abandoned by time, never passing by this world.

Chen Yang took a look at the pale walls and took the door out. He walked towards Jian's step by step, his body temperature gradually rose, and he returned to the warmth of the world.

Chao Jian turned her back to Chen Yang, and her eyes fell on the big vat in the corner of the yard, where there were crackling sounds, like firecrackers being set off.

"There are fish in the tank." Chen Yang stood shoulder to shoulder with Chao Jian.

He suddenly remembered a past event, laughed and said: "When I was a child, I caught a fish and put it in a broken tank by the woods behind my house. When it rained heavily, the water was full, and the fish ran out and died."

Chao Jian was silent for a while: "Pretend to be smart."

At first, Chen Yang thought that these four words described fish, but after thinking about it, he realized that it might be him?

Chao Jian turned around on crutches, his clothes were caught, he turned his head, the corners of the young man's eyes and brows were hidden in the rainy night, and he couldn't see clearly.

"I said something about my childhood, and you also said one thing?"

At that moment, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, from spring to freezing three feet, and the violent wind raged.

Chen Yang's brows twitched. The people around him rejected this topic far more than he imagined, so he was forced to have a new clue.

Chen Yang thought that Chao Jian seldom went out when he was a child, and later changed his surname. Now it seems that if he does not go out, it is very likely that his family does not let him out, and the control is too strict.

Chen Yang felt that it was not reasonable.

Although family ugliness should not be publicized, paper cannot contain fire, and there is no airtight wall. If a family treats a child like this, the neighbors will find out sooner or later.

In Chen Yang's memory, he had never heard of such a thing in the one-story house that was only an alley away from his house.

"Are you interested in my childhood?"

A cold voice sounded above his head, Chen Yang hadn't figured out how to appease the young man who was already restraining his emotions, he heard him say again: "I hate when I was young, no matter how interested you are, I won't tell you."

Chen Yang: "..."

Why is there still a little bit of anger?

Chen Yang wiped the raindrops that flew obliquely on his face: "I had a bad life when I was a child, but I'll be fine when I grow up. Fortune is always turning around."

Staring at the rain curtain, Chao Jian sneered for a while: "It's even worse when you grow up."

When Chen Yang came back to his senses, he was the only one left under the eaves, and the boy's words echoed in his ears, and he chewed out sarcasm, anger, and pain.

There is also a trace of resentment mixed with many impurities.

Chen Yang put his hands in his coat pocket, took a deep breath of the moist and cool air, and said to Chao Jian that he lived in Sanlianqiao from birth to childhood, and he grew up abroad and only returned to China in February.

It's worse when I grow up than when I was a child.

That is to say, the experience of Sanlianqiao made him unhappy, especially abroad.

Chen Yang pursed his lips, and the tip of his tongue brushed the corners of his lips. Before tonight, he had never heard Chao Jian mention his family, but now he knew that the old man in his family was gone, and he was having a bad time at home.

What kind of family did Chao Jian grow up in...

Which city is foreign?

By the way, Chao Jian also mentioned his doctor, who prescribed him medicine and told him how to control himself.

Seems to carry a lot of weight in a world he knows so well.

There were a few more doubts in Chen Yang's mind, and it would explode if he didn't clear them up. He sighed helplessly, turned around and went back into the room.

Usually at this time, the two old men have already fallen asleep, but tonight they are still alive.

The family is more popular and lively.

Grandma Chen came into the main room with something: "Xiao Chen, the inside of your shoes is very wet, and you won't be able to dry them tomorrow, so blow them with a hair dryer."

"I don't know when I bought this. I thought I should have it at home, and I found it," the old man rambled on, illogical and confused.

Chen Yang took the hair dryer and looked at it. It was small and light green. He moved a stool to the socket by the wall, picked up a wet shoe, and put it on the ground after thinking about it.

"What's wrong?" Grandma Chen asked.

"My shoes are too wet, they are still dripping with water, they won't dry up." Chen Yang raised the hair dryer in his hand, "You can't blow it on, it will get hot soon, and it will burn easily."

"You just use it, it's okay if it's broken, you and Grandpa Chen don't usually use this."

Grandma Chen sat over with a smile, and looked at Chen Yang with the kind eyes she had when eating, her eyes full of love.

"...Okay then, I'll blow it off."

Chen Yang grabbed the plug of the hair dryer and plugged it in, holding his shoes and blowing it up.

After a while, Chen Yang stuffed the hair dryer into his shoes, suppressing the whirring sound for the most part. He kept an eye on the temperature of the case, and turned it off for a rest when it was hot.

This is Chen Xishuang's item, a relic, it doesn't mean that if it breaks, you can just buy another one.

Grandma Chen didn't speak much, she just looked at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang turned to Jane for help.

Chao Jian stopped swiping her phone, raised her eyelids, and let out a gasp from her nose, I see, I see, you are very fond of the old man.

Dealing with the attitude of a three-year-old child.

Chen Yang's face twitched, he didn't realize that he was indeed proud and showing off.

See, the old man likes me more.

sweet burden.

When Chen Yang blew one shoe from wet to damp and changed to the other, Xiang Dong knocked him on WeChat, and that guy came up with a trio.

Red envelopes, rose emoticons, refills.

Chen Yang was about to unblock, when a voice message came in the chat box, he didn't poke.

Xiang Dong on the other side seemed to know that Chen Yang couldn't poke, so he threw a paragraph of text over after sending the voice.

Xiang Dong: Where have you been?Mission?

Grandma Chen took away Chen Yang's shoes and the hair dryer, and glanced at his cell phone with cloudy eyes, beckoning him to play with his.

"..." Chen Yang tilted his hips, leaned his back against the wall, and typed casually.

Chen Yang: It's a personal matter.

Xiang Dong: Did he take you to his house?See in-laws?

【withdraw. 】

Chen Yang, who had already seen it, thought to himself, it's better to block it.

Grandma Chen gathered her head together: "Xiao Chen, are you dating someone?"

"Hmm... um?" Chen Yang was watching the news in Qingcheng, "No, we didn't talk about it."

He thought that the old man was going to set him up, but he didn't expect her to say: "Be cautious, don't rush, take your time, you have to find the best for your conditions."

Chen Yang blushed rarely.

"boom"

Chen Yang heard the sound and looked, the young man's mobile phone fell to the ground, he kept picking up the mobile phone and didn't get up for a long time, he wanted to call out, but Grandma Chen said in front of him: "Xiao Chen, your brother is handsome .”

"Yes." Chen Yang glanced at the boy who bent over and lowered his head, why didn't he get up, are you stupid?

At this moment, Grandpa Chen shouted from the hut on the west side of the yard. He asked Grandma Chen to bring him two basins, saying that there was a rain leak in the house.

"Why is it leaking again? Isn't the roof repaired?" Grandma Chen frantically pressed the hair dryer and didn't turn it off for a long time.

"Press here." Chen Yang pulled the old man's hand full of blood vessels to touch the switch, and pressed it, "It's off."

"Hey, I'm getting old, my eyes can't see well, and my brain can't use it anymore." Grandma Chen sighed and gave the hair dryer to Chen Yang, and went out to deliver basins to her wife.

Chen Yang smelled the smell of his hand, and it smelled like running out of shoes. He went outside to wash it in the rain, and said to the boy who finally picked up the phone, "Let's go and have a look too."

"Can you fix a roof?"

"No." Chen Yang said, "Just now, I heard Grandpa Chen's tone and Grandma Chen's reaction, there should be something important in that room."

Chao Jian put her mobile phone in her pocket, took a cane and stood up: "Go get the umbrella."

"No more umbrellas, the yard is full of water, and the slippers will get wet, so let's walk under the eaves." Chen Yang said, "You take the crutches, and I'll carry you."

Perhaps because of being carried more times, Chao Jian will no longer be as tense as before. Except for not hugging Chen Yang's neck, everything else is natural.

Chen Yang carried the court slips on his back steadily, a sense of responsibility like a father was deeply rooted in his bone marrow, he couldn't help telling: "The shoes are hooked on your feet, don't drop them."

Chao Jian held the folded cane, put her arm on his shoulder and said, "I'm not you."

"..."

Chen Yang dragged the boy up, and walked out steadily.

The slippers are old cloth shoes, but the soles are not made of leather, they are bought off-the-shelf, made of foam, not non-slip, Chen Yang slipped when turning a corner, and when he leaned back, he buckled the wall in time to avoid slipping. Roll into the rain with Chao Jian.

"I have to tell the two old people that you can't wear foam-soled shoes. It's too unsafe to fall and land on the back of your head." Chen Yang hissed while speaking.

Zhao Jian smelled blood, frowned and said, "Did you hurt your hand?"

"I knocked over my nails when I was clasping the wall." Chen Yang said in a relaxed tone, "When I let go just now, you hugged me very quickly, and you slipped down later."

The person on the back said nothing.

The nails of Chen Yang's two hands were turned over three or four times, dripping with blood, he had to put Chao Jian down before checking the injury.

Inside the hut, Grandma Chen was struggling to carry the big sack, she saw the blood on Chen Yang's hands, she was so startled and cried out: "How did you do this?"

"Don't touch his fingernails!" Seeing that his wife wanted to touch it with his hands, Grandpa Chen quickly scolded him, and hurriedly threw away the sack in his hand, "Stop the bleeding first, there is alcohol at home."

"You can't use alcohol, that hurts too much, there is wanhua oil, I'll get it."

Grandma Chen stopped after walking a few steps, her old face was full of confusion: "Old Chen, do you have wanhua oil at home? Or did I remember wrong?"

"Just use alcohol, the disinfection effect is good."

"No! No alcohol, ten fingers connected to the heart, how painful it is!"

A mess.

Chen Yang comforted the two old people in turn: "It's okay, it hurt at the beginning, but it's much better now."

"Grandpa, help me get some alcohol. I'll ask my brother to sterilize me. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to pull out my nails, and I'll be fine soon."

Grandpa Chen didn't go out, he looked at the young man on crutches with a straight face, his brother's hand was injured like that, why didn't he care a word?

Grandma Chen hit Grandpa Chen: "Take the alcohol!"

After driving away his wife, Grandma Chen said to the boy, "Xiao Chao, you have a lot of blood on your pants."

Chao Jian was dead silent.

Grandma Chen was inexplicably frightened, she looked at Chen Yang like a child, what happened to your brother?

Chen Yang shook his head at the old man.

The humidity in the hut was very heavy, and the rainwater that leaked in was dripping and hitting the basin.

Chao Jian handled Chen Yang's fingers, and there were two old people standing beside him.

"Grandpa and grandma." Chao Jian said suddenly.

Not only Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen, but also Chen Yang looked over. This was the first time the boy called someone. Did he want to say something important?

Two seconds later, Chen Yang heard the boy say, "You guys are blocking the light."

Chen Yang: "..."

Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen: "..."

So the two old men continued to work on their work, and Chen Yang's side became much brighter.

Chao Jian dragged one of Chen Yang's hands, and took a cotton ball to rub the blood around his fingers, moving steadily.

Chen Yang looked at his turned up nails: "Tell me, can I forcefully stick them back in one go?"

He glanced at Jane.

"I haven't turned over my nails when I grow up, and neither has my sister." Chen Yang swallowed, "Don't clean it up, just pour alcohol, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

Chao Jian has her own rhythm and doesn't listen to him.

When the cotton ball touched his finger, Chen Yang's breathing became tense. Time was tedious, so he urged, "Hurry up."

"Don't be noisy." Chao Jane moved closer.

The warm breath brushed against the nails, and Chen Yang felt pain and itching, his hands shook violently, and cotton balls rubbed against the bleeding area, causing him to lift his foot and kick towards Jane in pain.

After kicking, I was dumbfounded.

Looking at Jane, Chen Yang is also looking at him, and the two look at each other with big eyes.

"Sorry." Chen Yang felt that his behavior was too inexplicable, but he still had to bear the consequences.

The boy didn't get angry, he continued to clean up the blood, without any emotional fluctuations on his face.

Just when Chen Yang thought the episode had ended, the boy said, "You kicked my left leg."

Chen Yang was surprised: "Then how are your legs?"

Chao Jian threw away the dirty cotton ball and continued with another one: "What do you think?"

Chen Yang asked tentatively, "Does it hurt?"

"otherwise?"

"Your leg is conscious." Chen Yang blurted out, and said solemnly, "I'll make a training plan for you when you get back home. First try to stand firmly, and then take half a step, one step, little by little."

"I am familiar with the reconstruction, and the reason is almost the same. If you stick to it, it will get better."

Chao Jian was silent.

After a while, Chen Yang sweated profusely and said, "It's ok, let's pour alcohol."

Chao Jane held up his two hands.

Under the old light bulb, the fingers with even knuckles were stained with blood, three nails were all turned up, and one was only turned halfway up.

shocking.

Chao Jian picked out the alcohol, dipped a little bit in a cotton ball and wiped Chen Yang's fingers.

Chen Yang seemed to be bitten by ants, and his heart throbbed. He grabbed the alcohol and quickly washed his four fingers. The pain made his face distorted, and his mouth was still teasing.

"Like embroidery, dawdling for a long time, you are not as good as my sister."

"Shut up!" Chao Jian threw away the cotton ball, grabbed his slightly convulsed hands and locked them under his eyelids, and watched with his jaw stretched for a long time before letting go, "Don't touch the water for three days."

Chen Yang's face was a little pale, he blew on his fingers, alcohol disinfection is nothing, going to the hospital tomorrow to pull out the nails is the highlight.

"Xiao Chen, you must be careful with this hand, don't touch it when you sleep at night."

After finishing her work, Grandma Chen stepped forward: "Don't let your fingers touch hard things, you must be careful, what kind of bed is that, it won't be good if it is damaged."

Grandpa Chen's embarrassing reminder: "Nail bed."

"That's right, that's right!" Grandma Chen said, "It's this nail bed. If it's injured, the nails won't look good in the future."

"Also, you need ideas for undressing these days, and ask your brother to help you."

Chen Yang didn't think it was that serious, but he didn't get serious with the old man. He looked at the big bags in the corner, there was no rain leaking there, and the ground was dry.

The old man paid great attention to the contents of the bag.

"What is that?" Chen Yang asked.

"Herbal medicine." Grandma Chen saw Chen Yang's curious expression, so she went to untie the nylon rope on the sack, opened the bag, and shook the contents to show him, "That's it."

Each one is connected to the leaves, dark brown, like a small wild chrysanthemum.

Chen Yang asked what effect it had.

"Use it to soak your feet, it can dispel dampness." Grandma Chen closed the mouth of the bag with her rough hands, fearing that the herbal medicine would get wet.

Chen Yang's eyes lit up: "Good stuff."

When Grandma Chen heard the young man say this, she felt very happy in her heart, that is, how good this herb is, the natural and wild ones have not been sprayed, and they are not as good as those bred.

The old man can't figure it out, she doesn't know that there is something called marketing.

Chen Yang bent down to look at the herbs in the bag, it was fragrant, and the smell was much better than incense: "Grandma, does someone usually come to the village to collect this?"

"Yes, sometimes I come once a month, sometimes I don't come for several months, there is no fixed number."

Chen Yang had an idea in his mind: "At what price?"

Grandma Chen said, "Eight cents a catty."

Chen Yang was startled, is it so cheap?He asked, "How much is that sack?"

"It's less than ten catties." Grandma Chen said in a spirited manner, "The dried herbs are so light that one catty can be stuffed into a large convenience bag."

Chen Yang made a thoughtful expression: "How about it, grandpa and grandma, I want these sacks, you all weigh them, and tell me how much they cost."

Grandma Chen: "You are..."

"My body is very damp. I've tried everything, but it just doesn't work." Chen Yang finished speaking without blushing, and secretly winked at Chao Jian, "Really, brother."

Chao Jian: "..."

Chen Yang glared at him.

"Yes, it's very humid." Chao Jian rolled her eyes at the wall.

Grandma Chen pulled Grandpa Chen and whispered to each other. They were afraid that the two juniors didn't really need herbal medicine, but felt that the old man was pitiful, so they wanted to buy a few bags as a favor.

Then there is no need.

They have hands and feet, and they are not pitiful at all.

Chen Yang saw the old man's doubts, and he said seriously: "Grandpa and grandma, I really need herbs to dispel dampness."

"There are so many, you can't finish it." Grandma Chen pointed to several big bags.

"It can be sent to relatives and friends. Most people nowadays have serious moisture."

A thought suddenly popped up in Chen Yang's mind, and it blew up to the extreme in an instant. He heard his own voice say, "I have an online store, and I can sell it on it."

Grandma Chen was taken aback when she heard that: "Online store?"

Chen Yang: "Ang."

"That's fine. The online store is good. There are places to sell the herbs." Grandma Chen and Grandpa Chen looked at each other, and the old couple breathed a sigh of relief, "We're afraid that you won't be able to use it up when you take it back, and it will get moldy if you leave it for a long time." .”

Chen Yang strikes while the iron is hot and proposes cooperation.

The two old men were stunned again.

"Cooperation?"

"Yes." Chen Yang said, "In this way, there will be a sales channel."

While the old man was still in a daze, Chen Yang quickly reported a series of benefits. .

Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen didn't pay much attention to the benefits, what they cared about was the pity that the herbs they picked were spoiled and thrown away.

People from the village who come to collect herbs don’t come often.

If there is a stable merchant who can deal with them directly, then they will be much more at ease.

The two old men discussed and agreed.

Chen Yang told them his address: "From now on, you will mail to me according to this address."

Grandpa Chen went to get a piece of paper and took notes.

The old man writes well and has a strong character. When he writes, he looks like an old artist. Chen Yang can't believe it. It took him a long time to pick up his broken thoughts: "Is the express delivery here convenient?"

"It's convenient, your grandpa Chen is driving a small three-wheeler, and he will be in town soon."

"Oh, okay, remember to pay by cash on delivery." Chen Yang felt relieved, "Your delivery is too much, you can tell the courier and ask him to come and pick it up."

"Hey, hey, good!"

Afterwards, we got to the point very smoothly. Chen Yang took out the 3 yuan he had prepared and said, "This is the deposit."

The old man was frightened and decided not to.

It wasn't until Chen Yang said that this was a normal process, and if they didn't go this way, the business would be difficult to do later, that they put it away in trepidation.

This important matter was finally resolved satisfactorily, and Chen Yang felt a lot lighter.

Herbs can be given to the neighbors in Sanlianqiao, no one will refuse the free ones, as for the online store...

Chen Yang will not be able to go out to work until Chao Jian's leg is healed, that will be next year, and it would be a good choice to open a shop selling herbal medicines before then.

Have time to mess around.

At around eight o'clock, Grandpa Chen swiftly brought two buckets of water into the house, one bucket of boiling water and the other bucket of cold water. He threw a gourd scoop into the bucket and told Chen Yang and Chao Jian to wash and sleep.

Chen Yang poured water with his uninjured hand, cooled it down, and then stood aside.

It's Chao Jane's turn.

Chao Jian reached for the towel in the basin, squeezed it until it was half dry, and threw it on Chen Yang's face.

There was a muffled snap, engulfed by a puff of heat.

Chen Yang leaned his neck back, pressed the towel on the back of both hands, and rubbed it up, down, left, and right on his face.

That's it for washing your face.

Chen Yang took down the towel and put it back into the basin, and stirred it around with one finger. He couldn't enter the mission world like this now, otherwise it would be too troublesome.

Thinking this way one second, Chen Yang had a very bad premonition the next second.

The fourth task will appear before his hand is good, and it will touch the water.

I hope I'm just thinking too much.

Chen Yang sighed unconsciously: "Hey."

Chao Jian got up and looked at him: "Didn't you wash your face enough?"

"Enough is enough." Chen Yang waved his hands slightly, "You wash yours, don't worry about me, I just have chest tightness and difficulty breathing."

Looking at Jane's eyes across his chest: "I don't think you have difficulty breathing."

"It's just a description." Chen Yang held his forehead with his fingers, "Do you still wash your feet? Let's try herbal medicine?"

Chao Jian pushed the big red plastic basin in front of him with a cane.

Chen Yang poured water into the basin with a gourd ladle.

When Grandma Chen came over, she saw such a scene, look, how good the relationship is, it's better than a real brother if it's not a real brother.

This has to be the fate cultivated in the previous life, and it will continue in this life.

Grandma Chen took out a set of quilts from the cabinet, small blue flowers, clean, and still smelled of soap.

She didn't ask Chen Yang to help, she quickly made the bed.

“The bed is a bit small.”

Grandma Chen pulled the sheet and said, "You brothers can sleep on your side and squeeze together."

Chen Yang didn't answer, he hadn't thought about this issue before, now he was a little dizzy, he couldn't imagine how crowded he was with Chao Jianjian.

Chao Jian sat down by the bed, put his two crutches aside, and took off his shoes and socks in an orderly manner, as if he was not worried about sleeping at all.

"You don't need to pour the footwashing water, just put it in the house, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

Grandma Chen instructed: "Xiao Chao, let your brother sleep inside, and come outside so that you don't touch his hands."

Chao Jian: "Okay."

Grandma Chen went out and came in again, with a spittoon in her hand: "Here is the urine bucket for you."

Chao Jian: "Yes."

Chen Yang: "..."

The wooden door was gently closed, and the room fell silent. The spittoon was the prettiest of all the items.

Chen Yang looked at it silently.

"The water is getting cold." Chao Jian said suddenly.

Chen Yang immediately put his feet into the basin, and the rising temperature made him sigh comfortably: "Isn't it quite hot?"

Chao Jian gave him her mobile phone: "Take advantage of the time to soak your feet and pass three levels."

The second half of the sentence came like a thunderbolt, and Chen Yang was so blown away that his eyes were staring at him. How could he pass three tests with his feet soaked?By brain?He said sternly: "The book says that it's best not to read anything or think about anything when soaking your feet, just relax and let go completely."

Chao Jian sneered: "Aren't you the one who soaks your feet and plays with your phone every time?"

Chen Yang shook his head: "No."

Chao Jane's face was pitch black.

"I'm All For Your Good" is divided into parent series, teacher series, friend series, and now a partner series has been added.

The two need to help each other in the mission world, one pulls the other, and walks down together.

This is partner.

Although Chen Yang really didn't like the escape room, he still accepted Chao Jian's arrangement.

The phone lay flat on top of his left hand, and he poked at the keyboard with the uninjured fingers of his right hand.

"Have you cleared the level?" Chen Yang asked while looking for the key.

Chao Jian lowered her head and wiped her feet: "Yes."

"How long did it take?" Chen Yang said, "Did you play it all at once?"

As usual, Chao Jian did not give an answer, but only said, "That has my record on it, and you will be able to see it when you reach the tenth level."

Chen Yang threw out several guesses about the time: "15 minutes? Half an hour? One hour?"

Chao Jane threw the footcloth aside, undressed and went to bed.

The young man answered Chen Yang silently, don't be opportunistic, the answer is waiting for you at the tenth level.

Chen Yang curled his lips, he calmed down and played the game with full concentration.

There are two people in the room, one lying and the other sitting, the lying one looks at the sitting one, and the sitting one is dying.

A few minutes passed like this, and she said to Jane: "add water."

"What water? There's no water in the secret room?" Chen Yang manipulated the villain to jump around.

Chao Jian kicked him with her healthy leg: "water for washing feet."

It was only then that Chen Yang realized that the water in the basin was cold: "..."

Chen Yang's first level was completed in the duck blood vermicelli shop, and it was the most strenuous. Tonight's three levels took shorter and shorter time each time.

After playing a lot, Chen Yang figured out some tricks.

Still not interested.

The kind of blood boiling that wants to pass the level does not exist.

Chen Yang took off his outer clothes and got into bed, and got up again as soon as he lay flat.

There was no incense in the room, and the teenager didn't know if he could sleep well, so Chen Yang put their clothes on the quilt.

Anyway, there is still a little taste.

Chen Yang thought of something, he couldn't help but feel like he was worrying about nothing, the mission world didn't have incense, the boy could sleep and snore.

"The bed is so small."

Chen Yang lay back, carefully folded his hands in front of his body, he might not be able to sleep tonight, he thought of this and said: "I might as well just sit, I can't sleep anyway."

Chao Jian drank in a low voice: "Lie down well, if the quilt is not flat, the heating in the quilt will leak out."

Chen Yang was powerless to refute, so he lay down again, turned sideways, and put his hands on the quilt, in an awkward and uncomfortable position.

The next moment Chen Yang sat up abruptly.

There seemed to be someone outside the window just now.

That feeling reminded Chen Yang of... Chen Xishuang!

Chen Yang grasped the quilt with shortness of breath, he forgot about the wound on his finger, and also forgot the pain, and stared straight at the window.

No, it's impossible.

Dead things, living things, even wounds in the mission world cannot be brought back.

It was just an illusion, he was thinking too much.

Here is the real world.

Chen Yang thought so in his heart, but his body couldn't control his body and wanted to get out of bed to check. He bowed his leg towards Jian to stop him: "Sleep."

Something swayed outside the window again, this time accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other, Chen Yang's heart rate slowly recovered.

It turned out to be the shadow of a tree.

As soon as Chen Yang relaxed, the pain on his fingers became clearer. He was so painful that he didn't know where to put his hands, and his feet moved wildly with that rhythm.

Chao Jian was kicked several times by Chen Yang, and finally seemed to be annoyed, and raised one leg to press on it.

Chen Yang's calf was crushed, and the weight was heavy, he moved: "Take it away."

"Just sleep like this." Chao Jian closed her eyes.

"Don't squeeze me." Chen Yang moved around in a small area like a pancake.

Chao Jian: "I didn't move."

"Go to the bed again."

"Touch it yourself and see where I lie."

"..."

Chen Yang moved dozens of times within a minute. There were three reasons: first, the bed was too small, second, his hands hurt, and third, his legs were pressed for the first time.

The bed at home is very big, he is not very close to the young man, this time it is really...

Never experienced before.

Chen Yang turned his back to face the wall, raised his hands, and supported the bed with his elbows.

The person behind him had slender limbs and a taller physique than him, and the oppressive feeling made him drill into his pores silently.

This made Chen Yang deeply realize that the partner who is only an inch away from him is not a child, but an adult, an adult, an adult male.

Kind of weird.

I didn't think so before.

Chen Yang moved inadvertently, his buttocks touched something hard, and he stiffened his hands and feet all of a sudden.

Shouldn't it be...

should not be...

If not, what would it be?

Is it really...

There was a sound in my ear: "That's my knee."