After wearing a book, I reject my personality

Neuropathy-

As soon as he was pulled into the apartment, the above three words immediately appeared in Chu Ge's mind.

The apartment is a good apartment, with a jumping floor inside, separation of movement and static, luxurious decoration, and excellent taste.

"How about it, Xiao Ge, do you remember anything?" Niu Shuaishuai held Chu Ge in one hand, and slapped the wall, "Look, we carefully selected this one together, how handsome it is."

A huge photo of a real person hangs on the wall.

At that time, Chu Ge was only less than five centimeters away from this photo, and the other party's sharp and disdainful eyes seemed to shoot straight out of the photo.

Chu Ge: "Ugh..."

Niu Shuaishuai was shocked, "What's the matter, still dizzy? What else is uncomfortable? Will he fall into a concussion? Let's go back to the hospital quickly!"

Chu Ge: "No..."

Niu Shuaishuai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"It's disgusting." Chu Ge said weakly.

Niu Shuaishuai: "..." How can you say that about the gold master's father, he is obviously very handsome!

Chu Ge supported the wall, gnashing his teeth dizzily.

How could it be possible for someone he attacked like this to be a shou!

Black fans, it must be written by black fans.

hallucination, must be hallucination.

The night sky echoed with happy ghost cries.

Depth of Field looked expressionlessly at the figures jumping out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and his mind was like someone bungee jumping, a mess.

He originally thought it was a novel about the love between men and men and dogs.

Now it looks a bit like a fantasy novel.

Jing Shen was calm and calm, unwavering in the enthusiastic waving and shouting outside, turned back to the computer, ignored the desktop, and opened the webpage directly.

The cover on the webpage is still that cover.

The man hugging Chu Ge didn't grow long hair.

The depth of field found that he had fallen into a strange circle.

Once he wants to use his own logic to think about what kind of world this is, the author will use his own operations to beat his IQ by surprise.

There was another knock on the office door, Zhang Xiaoqiang probed his head, "Boss Jing, do you want supper?"

Jing Shen raised his head and waved to him, "Come here."

Zhang Xiaoqiang strolled over, "Mr. Jing, tell me."

Depth of Field pointed out the window, "Go and have a look."

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze, looked left and right in the dark night sky, "Mr. Jing, what do you want me to see?"

Jing Shen pressed the desk and turned back, his eyes were condensed, "Didn't you see anyone outside?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was taken aback for a moment, then his back felt cold, he turned his head tremblingly, and said with a look of fear, "Is there someone outside?" This is a 66-story building!

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the towering buildings on the opposite side approached very close, several floors higher than the building of Tiansheng Group. The lights were all turned off, no one was working overtime, and the silence was like a painting.

The man is gone.

Jing Shen steps up to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looks up at the roof opposite.

No one is empty.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the depth of field was so focused and he couldn't see anything, so he shook his teeth and said, "Jing, Mr. Jing, I heard, I heard that when the Amola building was built, piles were laid to bury people alive. under……"

"Amora?" Jing Shen frowned.

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, his facial features became more and more wrinkled, "Mr. Jing, I'm so scared."

Depth of Field: "I'm scared too."

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt comforted.

Jing Shen: "If you talk like that again, I'm afraid I can't help but want to bury you alive."

Zhang Xiaoqiang: "..." Thank you, fighting poison with poison, I am no longer afraid.

Now that there is peace outside the window, Depth of Field no longer thinks about the wonderful scene he just saw.

This day is really too long.

He is too tired.

"Prepare the car and go home."

A huge manor suddenly rises in the center of the city, the copper gate opens, and the vehicles drive in. Row upon row of European-style small white buildings in an orderly manner come into view one after another in the depth of the scene.

Depth of field: "..." If he asks the driver where this is now, does it seem that his IQ is too low?

On the lawn, a statue of an archangel several meters high holds a long sword and surrounds the fountain. A gardener in uniform is pruning flower branches late at night. Seeing a vehicle passing the aisle, he puts down his scissors and bows deeply to the vehicle at ninety degrees. bow.

Depth of Field: "..." In the author's setting, maybe this is not a democratic society?

The stomach full of doubts and pain reached its peak after getting off the car.

An old man with silver hair in a tuxedo stood straight at the door, bowed tremblingly towards the depth of the field, "Sir, you are back."

Jing Shen hurried over to help him, "Don't do this."

The butler was taken aback for a moment, and then returned to his usual expression, "Sir, you are in a good mood today."

Depth of Field: On the contrary, he's in a bad mood.

The housekeeper smiled slightly, "I haven't seen Mr. so happy for a long time."

Depth of Field: …………………

Forget it.

The old man in front of him who looks close to his sixties is probably the "housekeeper" given to him by the author.

housekeeper……

Grand estate...

Depth of Field looked up, and glanced at the retro-shaped arch without saying a word.

It is true that he lives in the city center, but he lives in a top real estate in the wealthy area of ​​the city. The whole house is managed intelligently. He does have a housekeeper, a smart AI housekeeper named kk.

"Tap-tap-tap-"

The sound of small steps came from a distance inside the door.

The butler turned around with a smile, "Little sister knows that the husband is back, so she came out to greet him."

Depth of field; "..." He almost forgot, the author gave him a dog named 'Xiaomei'.

For pets, Depth of Field has never been interested, and he has no extra time to waste on such boring pastimes.

A snow-white dumpling broke into the depth of field of vision.

It ran too fast, its little paws slipped on the marble floor and rushed forward. When it was one step away from the depth of field, its two short front legs braked on the ground in time, and its fluffy hair rose in an instant. A smiling face.

There are only three black dots in the snow-white, two big shiny black eyes, and a small nose that is pink in the black. The two feet are pacing up and down excitedly on the ground. With the shaking of the head, the ears are woven The two ponytails flick back and forth, and the fox's mouth is raised to both sides happily, sticking out a little pink tongue, laughing and exhaling at the depth of field.

Depth of Field: ==

The butler lowered his head and smiled, "Little sister has been in a low spirit all this time, and she is so happy to see her husband come back."

The phoenix eye and the puppy eye looked at each other under the bright crystal chandelier.

Little sister: "Wang."

Jing Shen slowly squats down, and the little girl lifts up her legs, and gently rests her two front paws on Jing Shen's hands in a very measured manner.

The pads are soft.

Without saying a word, Jing Shen picked up the little girl and walked into the house, quietly touched the twin ponytails beside the little girl's ears, the little girl didn't mind her hair being touched, she turned her face and opened her mouth Smiled at him again and breathed a sigh of relief.

Depth of Field's lips moved, then closed tightly again.

The housekeeper consciously led Jing Shen back to his bedroom, avoiding the embarrassment of Jing Shen not being able to find his own room.

Rejecting the housekeeper's kindness to put the bath water for him, Jing Shen closed the bedroom door.

With the sound of the door lock'click', Jing Shen lowered his head and met the younger sister's eyes, and the younger sister generously gave a free smile, "Wang."

Thin cry, shiny black eyes, beautiful shiny twin ponytails...

Jing Shen's Adam's apple rolled, and he said slowly: "...Little sister?"

Little sister: "Wow~Wow~"

Depth of field: "!!!"

He had to admit that the author was somewhat reasonable in the setting of the plot.

— just a little bit.

The whole day's bizarre experience made Jing Shen physically and mentally exhausted. He lay down directly on the exaggerated European-style luxury bed, and he was very grateful to the author for not bringing him a few maids, so that he could enjoy the hard-won peace at this moment.

The body lay down, but the brain couldn't stop thinking.

One question after another popped into his mind uncontrollably.

Is there any chance of him getting out of the book?

What would he do if he could only live in this book in the future?

The plot can be changed, but he has no idea how much it can be changed.

He couldn't fathom who the 'disc' madman who suddenly appeared on the top of the building was.

Too many questions.

The side face was suddenly licked lightly.

Depth of Field turned his face away, and met the little girl's dark and warm eyes.

The younger sister was still smiling at him, "Wang."

The depth of field finally showed a smile, "Okay, don't think about it for now, go to bed."

Maybe after sleeping, everything will be back to normal when I wake up.

Of course, it's best for the younger sister to keep it.

When I woke up, my little sister was still there, and so was the world.

Jing Shen touched his sleeping little sister, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.

The bathroom finishes are equally opulent to the point of exaggeration.

I was so tired last night that Jing Shen fell asleep wearing his daytime clothes.

Unbuttoning the shirt, the depth of field looked down at his belly.

The abs are well-proportioned and smooth-textured.

He raised his hand and touched it lightly. It was warm and fresh to the touch. This was indeed his body, and the familiar feeling was unmistakable.

Like his browbones, his waist and abdomen were completely free of injuries or scars from surgery.

Depth of Field's hand suddenly stopped.

The butler was slowly making coffee when he suddenly heard a hurried call from behind, "Where are Mom and Dad?"

The butler turned around and saw Jing Shen's disheveled appearance, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled tenderly, "Mister misses Mrs. and Mrs.?"

Jing Shen heard his violent heartbeat from the heart to the eardrum, he said dryly: "En."

Housekeeper: "It will be the anniversary of the death of Mrs. and Mrs. I will accompany you to see them then."

The heartbeat slowly returned to calm.

What was he thinking about.

He could even fantasize about having his family back in this absurd world.

The distraught young man stood in the sun with his head bowed, with an expression on his face as if he had lost the whole world once again.

The butler sighed softly in his heart, walked up to Jingshen, and said softly: "Sir, don't be sad, my little sister and I will always be with you."

As far as the eyes can see, the silver-white hair is neatly combed and decent, and the old man has a gentle smile on his face. He is already very old, but he still stubbornly guards the house, because there is a child in this house that he can't worry about.

Depth of Field lowered his head slowly, resting his forehead lightly on the old man's shoulder, he smelled a sweet smell mixed with milk and coffee.

"You are my butler."

"Yes, sir."

"You have been with me for a long time."

"Yes, sir, and much longer."

"Thank you."

The butler was taken aback for another moment, then raised his hand and patted Jing Shen on the shoulder, "Sir, today is a bit like when you were a child."

Depth of Field raised his head, his face has regained his composure, "What was I like when I was a child?"

The weather is fine, and the butler is browsing in the garden with the photo album and the depth of field.

The one in the photo album is Depth of Field—I, not 'Mr. Jing', but Depth of Field himself.

He even remembers when and under what circumstances each photo was taken.

While Jing Shen was shocked in his heart, confusion arose again.

He suddenly remembered the "fanart" that Zhang Qiang had said. Could it be that he had transmigrated into a "fanart" of his own?

This Mr. Jing is too similar to him.

When the photos kept flipping back to one of them, the depth of field finally saw a photo that he had no impression of at all.

In the photo, two children stand together, holding a model rocket in each hand.

The tall little boy on the left is exactly what he looked like when he was a child. The one on the right is half a head shorter than him, with a snow-white face. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl.

"Who is this?" Jing Shen frowned.

The housekeeper squinted his eyes and said, "Well, this is the young master of the Chu family."

Depth of Field: "..." Wait, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

The housekeeper said to himself: "You and the young master of the Chu family were on good terms when you were young. The young master of the Chu family is very good. You also said that you would marry him when you grow up. It's a pity that the young master of the Chu family has been lost for more than ten years..."

Depth of field: "..."

The housekeeper continued: "The young master of the Chu family who is adopted now is really far inferior to this genuine Lingxiu. I don't know where this young master of the Chu family is now."

Depth of Field: "..." He didn't want to know anything, he just wanted to know who he had offended, to write something like this to harm him? !