After wearing a book, I reject my personality

The alliance group was as quiet as no one, only Chu Ge kept sending out location and help messages. When he pressed his finger on the typing keyboard again, Chu Ge suddenly stopped.

When did he start thinking about relying on others?

As far as he can remember, he was alone in the orphanage, because he was abandoned, because he was an orphan, so he had to rely on himself for everything, even the love biscuits distributed in the orphanage had to be guarded by himself so as not to be caught by others snatch away.

At that time, he was far weaker than his current body. He was still torn apart by his own small hands, teeth, legs and feet. Every part of his body was his weapon, and the whole world was his enemy.

He single-handedly walked into his 20s, inexplicably transmigrated into a book and became the weak protagonist, and suddenly he became cowardly?

fuck you!No matter what I do!

Chu Ge got up abruptly, and the young masters who were looking for someone suddenly saw a thin beauty appearing from behind the seat. There was no smile on her face, and the little beauty picked up the wine bottle beside her and "cracked" He slammed the ground on the edge of the table, and said gloomyly: "Don't even think about running away today."

Su Zhaoyue downstairs was flustered for a while, and hesitantly glanced at the building above her head. The reflection outside the building was a bit harsh, should she go up or not?

There seemed to be two villains fighting in his mind, and Jing Shen's face and words were the background, beating his head into a mess.

Su Zhaoyue half-understood, her footsteps had already turned backwards by instinct, and she entered the elevator for the third time, Su Zhaoyue was already dumbfounded seeing the numbers jumping upwards, why on earth did he go up again?

As the elevator went up one floor at a time, Su Zhaoyue felt baffled and someone was guiding her, so she went back to the 37th floor by feeling.

"come--"

Su Zhaoyue, who walked to the door, was startled by a loud shout.

"Hahahaha," a slender figure was standing on the bar under the dim light, waving wine bottles with both hands, and giggling, "I want to hit ten today!"

The dudes who had their heads smashed in the audience never dreamed that the weak and pitiful little beauties would fight like they were going to kill someone, smashing wine bottles and directly greeted the main artery, killing one would not hurt, and killing two would be worth it Posture, the young masters who come here are usually pampered, and they all come here to have fun, how can they come here to seek death?He was so violent that he was afraid of death, he lost a lot of momentum, and a group of people were beaten to the ground by one person.

Chu Ge occupied the high ground, his adrenaline soared, and he was the best at fighting in groups. Anything that was a bit lethal was his weapon at hand. He threw a wine bottle at the crowd, and he held the ice scraping knife in his hand, smiling Gentle?, licked his lips, "It's been a long time since I killed someone."

Everyone: "..."

Su Zhaoyue behind the crowd: "..."

"Madman!" I don't know who started to back away quietly first, as soon as someone confessed first, everyone went down the steps one after another, swearing and uttering harsh words while backing away.

Chu Ge touched the bar and came down, holding up the shining knife as if to follow.

Suddenly, everyone didn't even care about the last face, and ran away one by one.

Su Zhaoyue was rushed by the crowd of scattered birds and beasts, and she felt like she ran past a herd of migrating elephants in the African savannah.

"Cut," Chu Ge was actually almost exhausted, he threw the knife aside, and snorted coldly, "It's all trash." Looking at the elongated shadow at the door from the corner of his eye, he sneered again, "Yo, there is another Not afraid of death."

Su Zhaoyue: "It's me!"

Chu Ge looked up, and after recognizing Su Zhaoyue, he silently bent down and picked up the knife on the ground.

Su Zhaoyue: "..."

Chu Ge: "I see you have been upset for a long time."

Su Zhaoyue: "..." Fuck!

"I..." Su Zhaoyue took half a step back and stretched out her hand in a defensive gesture, "I'm not a bad person!"

Chu Ge smiled sadly, and approached, "I'm a bad guy."

Su Zhaoyue: "..." Goodbye?

Su Zhaoyue ran out of the long corridor in one breath, followed the group of people to the next elevator and quickly slipped away. After getting into the elevator, she was relieved. The scene just now was the visual impression of a perverted serial killer.

He withered, he really withered.

His lovebirds flew away—one.

Su Zhaoyue was so frightened by the "first love" Chu Ge that she ran out, but it still brought a successful conclusion to this unresolved relationship. He came forward to do a good job for Chu Ge, imitating the appearance of the depth of field and the appearance of the building. The manager negotiated and carried out the Su family.

The manager didn't like it very much, so he said bluntly: "Of course Mr. Su is a distinguished guest here, so Mr. Su also cares about the affairs of other guests? Please don't interfere any more."

Su Zhaoyue had no choice but to lift the depth of field out together.

The manager still had an indifferent face, with a disdainful tone, "Mr. Su, it doesn't matter who's face is today. Do you know who the big boss here is?"

Su Zhaoyue still? I really don't know, "Who?"

"Foreign royal family," the manager said, his tail almost raised to the sky, "a distinguished Earl."

Also? If a foreign royal family is involved, it will be really difficult. Su Zhaoyue turned her head and glanced at the elevator, exhaled lightly, and the image of Chu Ge's double-bottle God of War emerged in her mind just now. She trembled, so fierce, it shouldn't be possible problem?

The elevator door at the back opened as if by induction. Chu Ge, who was half-soaked in wine, was holding the bottle, a blush appeared on his snow-white face, and most of the white shirt he was wearing was stained red. He strode out of the elevator door and blew gently. In order to blow his bangs, he swaggered out of the building under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Su Zhaoyue and the building manager stood together, moved back, and whispered: "Didn't it mean that no one's face will work?"

Manager: "..." People's face doesn't work, but perverts do!

Chu Ge, reeking of alcohol, walked out of the building, looked around, and walked towards the guardhouse with fierce eyes. The security guard standing guard at the guardhouse saw Chu Ge, who was walking like a stranger, quietly holding the electric shock baton in his hand. .

Chu Ge walked to the door guard box and stared at the security guard inside through the glass.

Security guard: "...What, what are you doing?" Damn, he's so scared!There are murderers here!

"Why are you here..." Chu Ge said slowly, "Don't put the trash can?"

security guard:"……"

"Here." The security guard lifted the trash can under his feet and sent it out.

Chu Ge looked down and laughed "heh", "Garbage is not sorted, and life is tasteless."

Security guard: "..." His hands trembled.

Leaning over to put the wine bottle firmly on the ground, Chu Ge raised his eyes, "Recyclables, don't throw them around."

The security guard said dully: "Oh, I see."

The former waste sorting promotion ambassador staggered out of the building, got on a bus casually, and only felt the pain in his ankle after sitting down.

This is a very weak body, unable to withstand any bumps. Chu Ge is now severely exhausted. Sitting and breathing, there are bursts of throbbing pain in his chest. Ankle, severe pain spread from the ankle to the whole leg.

The two slender, white and tender legs twitched unconsciously, but Chu Ge still went his own way and smashed his ankles until the pain became numb.

The bus stopped, and Chu Ge got out of the bus with a leg that was almost unconscious. He raised his head to face the sun and squinted his eyes. He glanced at the bus stop sign, took out his mobile phone and lazily called, "Hi , I’m at Kecai Road Yuquan Station, come and pick me up.”

"Are you done with the audition? How's it going?"

Niu Shuaishuai on the other end of the phone sounded very excited.

"Excellent, I must be the protagonist."

"Wow! Xiaoge, you are amazing! Wait? I'll be there soon... Yuquan Station, why did you run there... Wait, wait, wait."

Chu Ge hung up the phone and looked back at a few passers-by who were sizing him up quietly.

The passers-by immediately avoided looking, their eyes flew wildly, and they pretended not to be looking at him.

Chu Ge nodded, and finally found something.

That's right, he used to be a ghost in the orphanage, and everyone should be afraid of him.

Niu Shuaishuai came very quickly, the car stopped beside the bus stop, and he saw Chu Ge at a glance.

Can you not see it?It's too conspicuous!Chu Ge was alone out of the crowd, his body was flushed red, and everyone seemed to be avoiding it. Niu Shuaishuai rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he saw a cloud of black air rising from Chu Ge's body. .

"Xiao, Xiaoge?" Niu Shuaishuai said cautiously while holding the steering wheel.

Chu Ge's ear twitched, and seeing Niu Shuaishuai huddled in the car, he dragged one leg and walked slowly over to get into the car.

Niu Shuaishuai was dumbfounded, "Why is your leg so bad? Did you get hurt again? Who hit you?"

Chu Ge fastened his seat belt, Xingren narrowed his eyes slightly, "I hit it myself."

Niu Shuaishuai: "..." Why did you get sick again?

Niu Shuaishuai started the car, thinking about sending Chu Ge back to the hospital. From the corner of his eye, he saw Chu Ge take out his mobile phone, and then threw the mobile phone out of the car window in a very chic manner.

"Fuck!" Niu Shuaishuai couldn't hold back, and swears directly, "Xiaoge, what are you doing?!"

"What to keep for useless things."

Niu Shuaishuai was speechless, "The mobile phone is so useful, you have to buy a new one after throwing it away."

"unnecessary."

Niu Shuaishuai really didn't know what to say, so he didn't speak at all, thinking sadly when Chu Ge would turn back to a normal person.

After receiving treatment, Chu Ge was still obedient. The nurse cut open the trouser legs. Niu Shuaishuai saw that Chu Ge's ankle was swollen and purple, and he almost fainted. He hissed and grinned for Chu Ge's pain. Tremblingly, he said, "Xiaoge, does it hurt?"

Chu Ge glanced at it, and said indifferently, "I'm hungry and want to eat stinky tofu."

Niu Shuaishuai: "..."

Niu Shuaishuai couldn't refuse any request from Chu Ge, so he went out to buy stinky tofu with a sad face, and unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance in the hospital lobby, but he was not acquainted. He had met Gu Jingsong several times during the recording of the show.

"Professor Gu?" Niu Shuaishuai greeted, "How are you?"

Gu Jingsong was collecting water, took a gray thermos cup, and nodded to Niu Shuaishuai, "Hello," see? Niu Shuaishuai looked sad and thought for a while, "Is Chu Ge sick again?"

"Hey, it's hard to say." Niu Shuaishuai waved his hand, feeling indescribably bitter.

The two said goodbye so simply. Gu Jingsong pondered for a moment, then slowly tightened the thermos, and walked along the corridor to the ward step by step.

Lying on the bed in the ward was a patient who was as delicate as a frost-hit flower, with a face as white as jade, and lips as red as blood, and there was a lovely and pitiful feeling lying quietly.

Gu Jingsong admitted that Chu Ge in front of him was a very beautiful man.

That "Deep of Field" personality is naive and superficial, self-conscious and cowardly, like a spoiled child, which makes that skin lose its luster. Gu Jingsong doesn't like him very much, and only treats him as an ordinary patient with a shell of depth of field.

He treated "Jing Shen" for two years, and after "Jing Shen" returned to China, the two basically lost contact.

He once received an email from "Depth of Field".

"Doctor Gu, I've been really troubled recently. I obviously like women, but I don't know why, there is always a voice in my mind asking me to fall in love with this man. When I met him, I seemed to fall in love. I was obsessed with him like evil, and I felt disgusted after we separated, is this a sign of schizophrenia?"

Gu Jingsong received this email late at night, the desk lamp reflected the faint blue webpage, and the words on the webpage were reflected on the glasses. Gu Jingsong took off her glasses and raised her hand to reply to some scientific theories about sexual orientation.

Turning off the computer, Gu Jingsong got up and looked at the night view of London outside the window. Another depth of field suddenly appeared in his mind-a cold, arrogant, and always scarred noble boy. If it was him, would he like women or like men?