Actually, you are not human

Yuan Qing's eye circles turned red almost instantly. The fair and handsome young boy had big grape-like eyes, and looked at Zheng Qiufen with red eye circles, but Zheng Qiufen was unmoved, and just glanced at him before passing by Holding Du Shengxiao's wrist, he said in a cold voice: "If you want to be taken in by me, be polite to him, and don't let me see you swearing against him again."

Yuan Qing's eyes became even more red, but Du Shengxiao's face was filled with a layer of bewildered surprise.

"Have you recovered your memory?" Du Shengxiao sized him up carefully.

Zheng Qiufen shook his head and said, "Not yet, but... I saw some nasty things."

The corner of Du Shengxiao's mouth curled up, he shook his head in relief and self-deprecation, and said, "I knew it."

Zheng Qiufen's heart tightened, and he felt that his tone was really annoying, so he asked: "What do you know? Do you think I won't protect you if I recover my memory? I will bully you like those beasts ?”

Du Shengxiao laughed, and wrenched her wrist out of his grasp, but said nothing.

He didn't think that Zheng Qiufen would blame himself when he recovered his memory, but he also never expected him to defend himself in front of the transformed beast. It's just a bamboo planted casually.It’s like a girl who loves cats picks up many stray cats from outside, but her favorite must be the precious Persian cat given by her family and friends at first.

If the Persian cat bites the little native cat's ear, he will be beaten, but if the little native cat scratches the Persian cat's face, he will be thrown out.

Du Shengxiao seems to be born with extra self-knowledge. He knows that he has no ethnic group and no relatives. The only twin brother, the bald leaf Bai Lianhua, is still confused, so he is extra stingy about "hope". He refuses to have even a single thought that is irrelevant, for fear of being ridiculed for being sentimental.

Zheng Qiufen has not recovered his memory now, and he may have seen some scenes of transformed beasts besieging him in Yuan Qing's memory. Why on earth did those transfigured beasts besiege him? What they said was true. Who the hell is he, Du Shengxiao, who dares to take care of a group of divine beasts that have been alive since the beginning of the world!

So he could only smile in front of Zheng Qiufen, who had not recovered his memory, and was unwilling to say a single unnecessary word.

The little native cat is grateful to the owner and is willing to repay the owner with his life, but repaying is one thing, and heart-to-heart is another. Repaying is what it should do.

Zheng Qiufen watched Du Shengxiao walk away from him, closed the door and entered the house, leaving him in the corridor looking at a little green snake with red smoke rings.

After a while, he glared at Yuan Qing angrily, opened his door, and said coldly, "Come in!"

Sitting alone on the sofa, Du Shengxiao was relieved to hear Zheng Qiufen violently leading Yuan Qing into the room and slamming the door behind him.

In any case, Yuan Qing has been by his side for many years. With it, it would be much easier for Zheng Qiufen to retrieve his memory, right?

He stretched out his hand and touched the wrist that Zheng Qiufen held just now, the skin seemed to still have the residual warmth of his palm, and it was burning to separate that piece of skin from the rest of the skin.

When the three-foot beast came to Zheng Qiufen at first, he was actually unwilling to let Zheng Qiufen regain his memory. The last memory was too cruel, and the transformed beasts didn't know it, and he couldn't tell them, but he watched Tiandao general that consistently The broken body of the man in gray with an unrestrained smile was a nightmare he would never forget.

However, the sacrifice of the three feet, the murder of the resentful spirit, one after another, he began to subconsciously want Zheng Qiufen to regain his memory and become that powerful and omnipotent man again.

He has been in charge of Wanling City for too long, he is too tired, tired of gossip, and tired of being unable to do what he wants.

He lowered his head, laughed lowly that he was useless, but still unconsciously held his wrist, staring at the instant noodle bowl on the table in a daze, until there was a knock on the door, and he let go as if he had just woken up from a dream wrist to open the door.

After opening the door, Zheng Qiufen stood at the door with a dark face and said, "I know who killed Wang Chen."

Du Shengxiao let out an 'oh' and said, "Yuan Qing told you?"

Zheng Qiufen shook his head: "My sister saw it... Du Shengxiao, who is Bai Lian?"

Du Shengxiao didn't answer his question, but asked, "Your sister saw Bai Lian kill someone? Is she okay?"

"She's not in a good mood... Oh, it wasn't Bai Lian who killed her." Zheng Qiufen sighed, his expression finally eased a little, he looked at Du Shengxiao and asked, "Can I go in?"

Du Shengxiao let the door open silently, Zheng Qiufen rubbed his temples and entered the room, closed the door casually, suddenly remembered that this was the first time he came to Du Shengxiao's place.

This room that Du Shengxiao used to call 'a girl' lived in did have a lot of feminine decoration elements inside, light pink walls, idyllic wooden bookshelves, white lace curtains, and exquisite crystal chandeliers on the ceiling. All of them prove that Du Shengxiao is not lying - or that he is actually a real little bitch in his heart.

Despite one trouble after another, Zheng Qiufen couldn't help but look up and down Du Shengxiao with teasing eyes.

Du Shengxiao looked at him calmly.

That gaze was really calm and composed, but it gave Zheng Qiufen an inexplicable illusion of 'I'm an eighth woman'.

So he cleared his throat, laughed dryly and said, "You are a real person and you don't show your face. I didn't expect you to be such a Du Shengxiao."

Du Shengxiao curled his lips, instead of entangled with him on this topic, he asked, "Who killed Wang Chen?"

Zheng Qiufen remembered the topic just now, sighed and said: "Speaking of this, maybe we have to make another trip."

It was only then that Du Shengxiao noticed that he had changed out of the light-colored windbreaker he was wearing just now, and was wearing a dark-colored casual jacket with a hooded pullover inside. His slender legs were wrapped in thick jeans, and he wore double-heeled boots on his feet. Help Martin boots.

"It seems that you are ready to go out." Du Shengxiao said, grabbing a coat from the hanger in the corner: "Let's go, talk while walking."