All furniture and dead things fall in love with me [Rebirth]

Song Rui flipped through the files of the veterans, matched the numbers in the general's diary, transferred money according to the family situation, and put a cross in the diary after typing one.

This job is not easy, but compared with the documents he usually handles, it is still a drop in the bucket.

If he wants to be lazy, he takes off his glasses to improve efficiency.

Considering that the general would find that the diary was missing, he quickened his hands and feet, took off his glasses, and used that special ability to read.

"Your name is Song Rui."

"Introverted and gentle."

"There's a demon under your glasses."

"Don't peek, he's dangerous."

I'll just borrow it.

Song Rui opened his eyes, and his brain was running at high speed in an instant. The faucet in the bathroom was dripping, the cabinets in the kitchen were creaking in the wind, the blanket fibers in the corner were spinning slowly, and two injured men were on the roof. Cats snuggle together, outdated songs are sung in the park downstairs, and a group of old men twist their waists and dance in the square.

The children were running on the court, sweating, and the sun shone on their faces, giving them a dazzling feeling.

It was obviously far away, but all of this was clearly presented in his mind, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, apart from the appearance, there was also the psychology.

"Damn it, the old man in front keeps blocking me."

"Pass the ball to me, damn it, and pass it to him."

"Humans are hypocrites, tricking us with food and throwing stones at us."

That's why he doesn't like this ability, it's painful to know what's on other people's minds, especially those with whom you have a good relationship, turn around and see another face.

The darkness is terrifying.

But I have to say that with this ability, many things can be avoided. He also relies on this ability to be invincible in the mall, and he can see through what other people are thinking at a glance.

Especially when bidding, if you know the low price of others, you can have a sense of proportion.

Song Rui sorted out the information, ten lines at a glance, all in his mind, so that he only needs to think a little when looking at the account to understand, and the efficiency has also improved a lot.

It was easy to match the information, and the money was remitted logically. It didn't take long to clear all the accounts, and donated a sum of money to the laboratory.

Song Rui looked at the time, the general should have noticed at this time, the small book is gone, maybe he has come back to look for it.

With such a shy general, the general would definitely be embarrassed to come out even if he came, so let's create a space for him.

Song Rui called the director and asked, is it too late to go to the set?

The director originally wanted him to rest, but he insisted on coming and let him go.

Song Rui brought the script, called the driver, and read it on the road while thinking wildly.

The general should have taken the small book away, I don't know if you have seen the message he left.

In fact, the general was here very early, and Song Rui saw everything he did, but he chose to remain silent, and only came out from under the bed when he was gone.

Take that diary, go back and fetch Erbai, who was left at home by him because it was too noisy.

The general found a quiet place, opened the diary and flipped through it, and easily found the notes left by Song Rui.

"I will be your creditor from now on, please treat me better." Otherwise, break your legs + lock you into a small dark room = you will be together even if you die.

The general continued to look down.

"By the way, the general's handwriting is so ugly, do you understand it?"

"..."▼-▼

Facts have proved that sometimes the general himself can't understand it, but it doesn't matter, he just needs to know the general meaning, after all, he wrote it by himself, even if his memory is bad, he still has an impression, just recall it.

Speaking of this general, he suddenly remembered something. A long time ago, a secret manuscript written by him was leaked, and it took the enemy three days and three nights to fully decipher it, successfully delaying time for them.

That is to say, since then, he has never disliked his handwriting, but it seems that he still needs to practice his pen in the future.

"Thank you." The general closed his notebook and spoke softly.

He not only said thank you for himself, but also for those who have been helped by Song Rui, and of course there are misunderstandings.

Although Erbai doesn't like him very much and seems to have left some psychological shadow, Song Rui's intentions are good.

"You're welcome." Song Rui seemed to sense the situation here, moved his lips, and spoke silently.

The driver is a veteran, and he arrived at the crew very quickly. Because there was a wave of beasts today, the crew was afraid of affecting the actors, so they didn't start work in the morning, and it officially started in the afternoon.

Of course Song Rui came late, but fortunately he came here with an illness, not only was he not complained about, but he also gained a reputation for being dedicated.

Today's filming is about the battle for welfare. There is a medicinal bath near the college. I heard that it is good for the body, and it can also help the body to achieve a breakthrough.

The teachers in the college fought over their heads and wanted to benefit their students, but there were only a hundred places in total, and sixty of them were taken up by Class One, Class Two and Class Three, and there were six remaining classes that could only be filled. Divided into forty places.

Jun Feiyang is the bottom teacher in Class Nine, and logically he can only eat other people's leftovers, but how could this be his style.

"There are sixty students in my class, at least sixty places must be given to me." Although he has no affection for the students, he still has to fight for that tone.

"What?" The other teachers were taken aback. "The bottom class still wants sixty places?"

Jun Feiyang didn't care so much, "Come here and sign the life-and-death contract."

The life-and-death contract is a contract commonly used in martial arts competitions. Once signed, only one of the two parties can live, and Jun Feiyang alone can compete with the principal.

"You..." is too bullying, "I will give you fifteen places at most."

"Come here and sign the life-and-death contract." Jun Feiyang has already pressed his handprint.

"At most thirty, no more."

"Come here and sign the life-and-death contract." Jun Feiyang waved at him.

"Not enough? There are only [-] places in the whole college." There are too many wolves and less meat, and the medicinal bath will have no effect if there are too many people. "Forty is already the limit."

"Sign or not?" He took out his weapon.

The teachers broke out in cold sweat, "Sixty, let's say sixty, anyway, the medicinal bath doesn't have much effect."

Jun Feiyang was finally satisfied and put the weapon back.

Song Rui acted this part four times. Because of his illness, his voice was hoarse than usual, and his speech was always out of order. He only passed the test on the fifth time, but Song Xin failed to pass it.

After repeatedly tossing about seven or eight directors, the director finally stopped.

Song Rui still had a fever, and after standing for a long time, his calves were shaking. Fortunately, he was not weak and could persist.

The other episodes will start later. After Jun Feiyang came back, he began to toss the students and taught them to fly with the sword. This section needs to step on the flywheel and fly in the sky.

Flywheel Song Rui played very slickly, but not everyone was like him. It took a lot of time for the whole class to take off together. In order to take pictures elegantly, there was a large fan blowing underneath. Everyone wore very little. The time in the play is still in spring, just a small thin coat.

Song Rui's deepest impression was that when he and Song Xin looked at each other, there was a big spinning wheel underneath, and the staff spun desperately. He and Song Xin were on it, and only the upper body was patted.

This paragraph is Yang Ziyue's monologue. After rebirth, he regards Jun Feiyang as an opponent, and will stand on the same line with him in the future.

Song Xin didn't have a good sense of acting, and couldn't express that young and mature feeling. The director also felt it, and regretted choosing him, but he had to take care of the artists under his friend.

"Cut!" After another short episode, the director thoughtfully asked him to come down, "Song Rui has passed the test, and the others will do one more."

Song Rui breathed a sigh of relief, although he also knew that the director deliberately wanted him to rest, but he was still sick and couldn't last long.

The assistant had already prepared hot water and quilts, and Song Rui wrapped herself into a ball and curled up on the sofa.

Because sometimes he has to shoot outside scenes, the crew prepared a caravan for him, with first-class treatment, and he can take a rest in the caravan after filming.

The assistant's hot water is very useful, and it can be warmed by holding it in his hands. When he applied it to his face, his white skin suddenly turned red.

It was a little hot, and Song Rui's hands felt a chill, and the water in the kettle finally dropped down, keeping it slightly hot.

The wind was blowing outside, the actors were still acting, from afternoon to night, the winter nights were very dark, today there was little effect, only two or three clips were filmed.

The director smoked cigarettes one by one, but he still didn't lose his temper. He called everyone to have a drink together to change the mood.

Song Rui didn't want to go at first, but was dragged by the director with a scarf.

The director knew him very well. Although Song Rui wasn't very talkative, he was capable, so the director liked him and always wanted to get him into the team. He would introduce him to promising scripts all day long and ask him to invest money for the leading role and so on.

Song Rui is not interested in this, but I have to say that the director knows him very well, and the roles he chooses are all suitable for him. Some of them he thinks he can't do, but the director has great confidence in him, so he must shoot.

The director has a bad temper. Although he usually has a good relationship, he seems to be a different person when he is on the show. He still points at him if he can't perform well. He is a very serious guy. Song Rui doesn't hate it.

"You don't need to drink, just watch it." The director also knew that he had a fever, "I'll introduce you to someone."

"Who?" Song Rui felt a little bit of curiosity while being mysterious.

"You'll know when it arrives."

"I see." Song Rui raised his eyebrows, "Not interested."

He turned back, and the director grabbed his scarf again, "It's very important." The director approached mysteriously and whispered in his ear, "About the future of this show."

"Qiantu?" Song Rui raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to change?"

It's no wonder he thinks so, this drama has entertainment tycoons investing money, the director is also top-notch, and the venue and props have already been prepared. At this time, the schedule is suddenly delayed, and it is probably the actors' fault.

After all, the only thing that affects the progress of filming is the acting skills of the actors.

The director was taken aback, "Who told you?"

"I guess." Now it seems so.

"Damn." The director was stunned, "Why are you so smart?"

He also wanted to keep it a secret.

"I just list all the problems and think about it." This is what he is best at. He never guesses what the other party is thinking, he just lists all the other's fronts and backs.

"Okay." The director shrugged, "You guessed it right." He added, "You can't guess who I want to replace, can you?"

"Me." Song Rui crossed his arms, "or Song Xin."

Only the leading role can affect the direction of a play.

The director covered his face, "You guessed it again."

Is this still a guess?You can tell by wiggling your toes, but most of the crew will not change the leading actors, because the leading actors are all leading actors and have a lot of fans themselves. Would you be willing to change fans?

There is another reason, liquidated damages. Changing the leading role is equivalent to breaking the contract. Naturally, if you lose the contract, you have to pay for it. Some even take the entire crew to court. In some cases, the compensation was 1000 million.

But that's a big star, and after you sue the crew, will other crews dare to find you?

It has an impact on the credit of both parties, and it is generally resolved in private.

Song Rui wanted to see who the actor touted by the director was, and he was worth paying a high liquidated damages to win him over.

"He is a newcomer with great potential and has a strong sense of drama." The director was full of praise.

"Really?" Song Rui became more and more curious, "Have you acted in anything before?"

"Because I have no background, I only played villains before." The villains played so well that they were scolded to death.

The Internet is full of comments scolding father and mother and scolding him. Why should he be single?

So the director of this film hurriedly pulled him over, "I think he is very suitable, he is a capable person."

"I'm just curious about what he played?" Song Rui couldn't laugh or cry, it was also a skill to make so many people hate him.

"It's just a noble son in front of him, but a hideous man in the back. He killed the male protagonist's family and almost raped the female protagonist. I think his performance is very good."

A noble son in front of others, but an ugly face in the back?

Song Rui seemed to see himself.

"I don't express my opinion." I haven't seen anyone yet, so it's too early to draw conclusions.

And if the director dragged him into the water at this time, he would most likely cause a commotion, especially Song Xin. If Song Xin was replaced, with Song Xin's IQ, he would definitely think he did it.

Headache.

In fact, he didn't hate Song Xin, even though he caused him to be reborn once, it was out of kindness after all, of course it was okay just once, it's annoying to always be like this.

Children who don't grow up are still self-centered.

Song Rui shook his head, actually already had the answer in his heart.

He is not an indecisive person, Song Xin is really getting in the way now, and getting along with him has been a bit awkward since that incident.

The change of director is good for everyone, especially this drama was filmed a little earlier.

If the investor can pay for the money, even if he can't afford it, the director probably took a fancy to this important relationship, so he insisted on bringing him here, right?

Song Rui rewrapped the scarf that had fallen off, took the car with the director, and stopped at the entrance of a hotel. There were already booked boxes upstairs, two rooms inside and outside. They talked about things inside, and the others were partying outside.

The director is a veteran. Although he was very satisfied with the newcomers, his expression was neither salty nor dull, and he didn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation. He was more formulaic and gave people a very serious feeling. He even wore a suit for this reason.

Song Rui couldn't bear to see this guy walking around the set with a pair of slippers every day.

The newcomer was very surprised, with a handsome face, a white shirt, and a tall figure, he looked like a college student who had just graduated from school, with a shy smile.

To be honest, Song Rui was a little disappointed, such a person can't see any momentum at all, and can't act that kind of feeling.

The director tossed the script over, "You can pick a scene at random, you can play anyone, let's start with a scene."

Generally, this kind of situation is called an audition, but the director has the bottom line in his heart, that is, it is just a cutscene.

The newcomer flipped through it at random, and chose a subtle clip, the character was Yang Ziyue, and the opponent was Jun Feiyang.

This clip is about Jun Feiyang when he was a child. At that time, he was not the young suzerain of the demon world. His father, the old man, married [-] wives. He was the [-]rd son. He wanted to stand out among many sons. Only be cruel to yourself.

There is a rule in the devil world, only those who can go through the flames, pass the arrows, and endure the poison can become the future young suzerain.

No one did it, only he did it.

He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself!

Yang Ziyue accidentally discovered the Dao mark left by him during an extinction, and understood his state of mind through the Dao mark.

"It's so lonely, when will there be someone who can fight me evenly." That's right, because Jun Feiyang is too talented, and he is also a cultivating madman, it is almost difficult for anyone to catch up with him.

At this moment, the newcomer stood up, "Jun Feiyang, you wait, I will be your opponent!"

When he said this, he was full of emotion, with both expectation and persistence, and more confidence and confidence.

Expressing Yang Ziyue's emotions vividly at that time, he really deserves to be the person the director is optimistic about, with unlimited potential.

Look away.

The newcomer put down the script, his aura disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his inconspicuous appearance, with a well-crafted sense of drama.

Song Rui was also quite satisfied with him, although it was only for a while, but his strength was unquestionable.

"It's almost time, I should go." Today's goal has been achieved, and he can't drink, and staying here is also a burden, "you play."

"Why did you leave so soon?" The director left him alone.

"No way." Song Rui shrugged, "You also know that I'm not alone now."

This is a good excuse, the director has a knowing expression.

Song Rui hooked his lips, turned and left.

Because the director called too urgently, he didn't take off his makeup yet, so he went to the hotel bathroom to take it off.

To be honest, it is not easy to be an actor. I put on a layer of powder every day, and my skin has deteriorated.He would choose this career.

Maybe someone once said a word to him, one more skill, and one less begging for help in the future.

Song Rui wiped off the water on his hands, and took off his contact lenses in front of the mirror. He would wear contact lenses for convenience when acting. After all, he can't wear glasses when acting. What if everyone can't control it?

As soon as he took one, Song Rui suddenly paused, and besides him, there was another person standing in the mirror.

A colorful shirt, a small pink suit, and yellow hair. It's Song Xin.

"What are you doing here?" Song Rui went to get another contact lens.

"I heard it all." Song Xin's expression was not good, "You hate me so much, do you want to replace me?"

Song Rui frowned, "You misunderstood, although I don't like you, I haven't changed it yet."

"It's obviously you!"

boom!

Song Xin kicked the trash can and made a loud noise, "You hypocrite!"

Song Rui still took out the contact lenses in a leisurely manner, "If you think so, I have nothing to say."

"What's wrong with me?" Song Xin couldn't listen to other words at all, "Isn't it just holding hands? You treat yourself like gold!"

Snapped!

Song Rui closed the case of the contact lenses and put them into the space.

"Speak up!" Song Xin refused to let go, and suddenly rushed over and grabbed his collar, "Aren't you the best? You overshadowed the sky in the crew, and let the director replace me."

"That's right." Song Rui actually admitted, "I replaced you, how is it?"

"It really is you, bitch!" Song Xin was so emotional that she raised her hand and slapped her.

But it didn't happen, and Song Rui cut it off halfway. He folded it forcefully, and with a click, his whole arm hung down.

Song Xin screamed and cursed louder.

Every time he cursed, Song Rui slapped him, and soon both sides of his face were swollen.

"Even if I did it, you can only yell like a dog." Song Rui glanced at him contemptuously, "Trash!"

Now that I have admitted it, I simply do nothing and continue, "From now on, wherever there is me, there is no you, so get out!"

Song Xin's eyes were red, her chest was panting violently, and her body slowly changed, from a human to a kangaroo with yellow hair all over her body, with a ferocious face and a terrifying appearance, her body was full of muscles, and her clothes were torn.

I have to say that this look is very shocking. If it was an ordinary female, she would have been paralyzed by fright, but Song Rui is not an ordinary female. He is a supernatural person, and he does not wear glasses. Slowed down countless times the same.

"too weak!"

The roof of the bathroom leaked, ticking, like music played by an instrument, intermittently, a white light flickered, passing through the water droplets, across the body, and nailed to the mirror in the bathroom with a bang.

Click!

The mirror was covered with cracks, and the cold air spread rapidly, blasting the entire mirror with a bang.

Song Xin's legs and feet went limp, and she knelt on the ground, a stream of blood flowed from the main artery in her neck, which was very scary.

Song Rui glanced at him, "Tomorrow, I will terminate the contract with the crew, and I will say that it is your unilateral problem, understand?"

Song Xin's blood splattered on his body. Besides his hands, there was also a spot on his jacket. Song Rui pulled off the jacket and poured cold water on it. Finally, annoyed, he tore off the whole thing.

"It's dirty!"

There was a feeling that it couldn't be cleaned no matter how much I washed it, so I simply threw it into the trash can.

There are two trash cans, one for recycling and one for complete disposal.

Song Rui smiled, "Even garbage is classified, let alone people."

Kneeling on the ground, Song Xin's pupils suddenly dilated, and finally closed again, her knuckles creaking.

Song Rui shook off the water on his hand, turned and left.

The wind was still blowing so hard, and Song Rui, who was only wearing a sweater, hugged his arms tightly and left along the street with gusts of chill.

He still hadn't forgotten that he had a special status and couldn't go to crowded places, so he went all the way to the alleys and got lost.

Song Rui smiled wryly, it was the first time in his life.

He has always had a good sense of direction, and he has a small map in his heart, so he can know where he is going, but today is a surprise.

Maybe it was because Song Xin affected her mood. Although she also had the same surname as Song, Song Xin was much stupider.

"People like me don't need to lie at all." Song Rui wiped his glasses and put them on for himself.

If Song Xin could understand this earlier, there would be no misunderstandings, and he has to blame himself for what he is today.

"Am I not wrong?" He was a little confused, "Why are you sad?"

Yes, I was sad, my heart felt like a knife had been stabbed in my heart, and there were bursts of pain. Everything could have been avoided. When the director invited him, he directly refused, and there was no misunderstanding.

"No, with Song Xin's IQ, even if I didn't come, he would think I did it." Song Rui curled his lips and smiled strangely, "His kind of person is not worth feeling sad at all. It's disgusting to pay attention to him. .”

Yes, the clearer clears himself up, the misunderstanding itself is not wrong, it is the person who misunderstood.

Because there is darkness hidden in my heart, I think everyone is so dark, and always use my own worldview to restrain others.

"Stupid!" Song Rui stopped, with firm eyes, "This kind of person is not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

In the cold wind, his face was pale, his lips had no color at all, and his thin body looked precarious, as if he would fall down at any moment.

Song Rui walked out of the alley, his fingertips were frozen stiff.

"It's already so cold?" Why are there so many people outside?

He thought about it carefully and realized that today is the day to welcome the spring. Although there are troubles, it is more of a surprise.

The hawkers lined up in two rows on the street, the crowds shuttled uncertainly, and the fireworks were set off in the distance, making it very lively.

A female stared at his face, as if in doubt, as if she was about to guess his identity.

Song Rui squeezed and slipped into the crowd, and when he came out he had put on the fox mask again.

I bought this mask with the general, and it can be seen everywhere on the street, but he carefully put it into the space, where it is within reach.

Speaking of which, he didn't bring any clothes, but only a mask.

I don't know if it's funny or sad.

Although the street was lively, it was too noisy for him to calm down. Song Rui stayed away from the crowd, found a small park, wiped the shared chairs by the side of the road and sat down.

Because it is close to the toilet, there are very few people here, only scattered couples talking sweetly.

Song Rui slumped on the chair, with his arms hanging down naturally, a drop of blood rolled down his fair skin, and hit the ground with a slap.

He seemed to feel nothing, closed his eyes, and fell asleep on the chair for a while.

I didn't sleep well this time, and it was like dreaming when I was a child.

At that time, his ability was not so strong, and he needed to contact others to read his thoughts.

After the accident, I didn't realize that I was different. I took the milk from the nanny as usual. The moment my fingers touched, I read the thoughts of the smiling nanny.

"If my son has this kind of family background, what young master is not even worthy to carry my son's shoes."

Song Rui froze, stood up abruptly, knocked over the glass of milk, the glass shattered into pieces, and snow-white milk flowed everywhere.

The nanny was taken aback, and hurried over to check his body, "Is the young master injured?"

The young master is indeed as difficult to serve as the 'young master'.

Song Rui pushed him away violently, "Get lost!"

The nanny didn't know why, and her expression was astonished.

It was also from then on that Song Rui's temper became more and more eccentric, the more dissatisfied he was, the more tricky he was, and he wanted to go to heaven.

Others said that he was spoiled and had a bad temper, and others said that he had inherited the Song family's mental illness and avoided him everywhere, but on the surface he still wanted to respectfully call him "Master", because he was older and older than him Much older people call him Uncle.

Sometimes people are mean. When you make him mean, he hates you to the bone. If you treat him a little better, he will follow like a dog with a bone in its mouth.

I respect and fear him in my heart, and want to slander him.

It was his father who first discovered that something was wrong with him. This man had awakened his ability very early and had been silently forbearing. Song Rui was still young at that time, and he didn't know how to write the word forbearance at all.

His father told him, "As big as the heart is, the sky will be as big. Only when it can accommodate hundreds of rivers, can it have its own sky. Don't let others think that our Song family is crazy."

He couldn't figure it out at that time, he felt that if others hurt him a little, he wanted to make others hurt a hundred times, and he was completely insane.

But I didn't notice it before, and now I suddenly realize that that ability has increased hundreds of times with age.

Occasionally using it has a tendency to be uncontrollable, so instead of saying that he is sad for Song Xin, it is better to say that he is sad for himself. If this continues, his life will be lost.

Ugh!

Song Rui sighed, and rubbed his eyes only to find the dried blood on his hands. He wiped it off with a wet towel, but he couldn't find the injured part, because the wound would heal quickly in that state.

This is why every time I enter that state, I feel invincible, because it is difficult to get hurt.

It's late at night, it's time for Song Xin to die.

Song Rui turned on the optical brain and was about to call his assistant when the general's phone call came suddenly.

He picked it up, and the holographic projection immediately appeared in mid-air. The general seemed to be downstairs in his house, and his face was not very real under the streetlight.

"What's wrong?" The general didn't speak, so he had to ask first.

"you are not at home?"

"Yeah." Song Rui looked around, "I don't know which small park it is in."

"Open your location." The general frowned beautifully, "I'll go find you."

"Yeah." Song Rui didn't refuse, "Remember to bring me some clothes, I'm freezing to death."

The one who should not pretend to be forced is himself who suffers.

But again, he would still throw the clothes away, if they were stained with Song Xin's blood, they would be dirty.

This guy doesn't know what's good or bad, a little misunderstanding will turn into a life-and-death enemy, he doesn't think about things, he pleases him when he wants to please him, and abuses him when he doesn't want to please him, how can it be such a cheap thing.

Song Rui was puzzled after thinking about it, and wanted to make trouble again, but considering that he was not alone now, let's forget it.

And even if he didn't trouble Song Xin, Song Xin would still come to him. After being insulted like that, no one could remain indifferent.

Song Rui looked at the time, and it was eleven o'clock before he knew it. For a person with a regular life like him, not sleeping is equivalent to getting wrinkles.

When I go back, I need to put on a mask and replenish water.

Waiting for others was tormented, Song Rui was very patient, and started playing the game by himself. When the third round was played, a piece of clothing was placed on his shoulders.

The general walked around to the front of the chair and sat side by side with him, "You're in a bad mood?"

"No." Song Rui refused to admit it, "It's just that my legs are weak due to fever, and I can't walk anymore."

"That's it." The general took the initiative to squat down, "I'll carry you on my back."

"Huh?" Song Rui paused. He asked the general to recite it once before, but the general was unwilling to die. He didn't expect to take the initiative this time, which was a pleasant surprise.

"Then thank you general." He put on his clothes and lay on the general's back.

I used to feel that the general's back was very secure, but I didn't expect it to be the same after so many years, it hasn't changed at all.

With a faint fragrance, slightly panting, the rhythm is calm, the steps are even, the body is still thin, but a little stronger than before.

Song Rui wrapped his hands around the general's neck, and accidentally touched the general's collarbone with his fingertips. Because it was too hard, he touched it.

The general's entire face was flushed, his expression was unnatural, and his body was slightly stiff.

"By the way." Song Rui whispered in his ear, "Why are you alone, Erbai?"

"Erbai fell asleep." The general's voice was magnetic, "I'll send him over."

"Oh." Song Rui was thoughtful, "So the general came here to send Erbai over."

"Yeah." The general admitted, but then denied, "I still have to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Really?

He suddenly wanted to hear the general's heartfelt opinion, whether he was like those people, kind on the surface but ugly on the inside.

"Thank you for helping those soldiers."

"They?" Song Rui took off his glasses, "People do good deeds occasionally, so that they can live a long life."

The surrounding noises came into my mind, there were unknown insects, wild cats shouting, and human bargaining, but there were no generals.

The general is a seventh-level supernatural being, powerful, and it seems natural that he can't see through his mind.

But if you can't see through it, it means the unknown, and the unknown is the scariest thing.

"Yeah." The general nodded.

Song Rui put on his glasses, "Are there other reasons besides the above?"

The unknown is scary, but it also means surprises.

"Nothing."

"Really gone?"

"Yeah." The general suddenly remembered something, "Actually, there are more."

"what?"

"It's in my pocket." The general had his back on his back, and he couldn't make a move.

"Then I'll take it myself." Song Rui touched something hard like a card and a necklace.

It is the latest energy stone necklace, and there is still space inside, but the back of the necklace is engraved with Jinfu Building.

Song Rui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why did you give me this?"

"Don't you like it?" The general tilted his head to look at him suspiciously.

"No." Song Rui approached mysteriously, "I have a big one here." Which one do you want me to wear?

"That's it." The general was a little puzzled, "Then give it back to me."

"..."

Can you send it back?I've never been in love, don't lie to me.