After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Contrary to Si Nuofu's expectation, Yan Zhijin was not shocked or disgusted when he heard his words.

He didn't even change much in his expression, only his neck drooped slightly, his fingers were crossed loosely into a tower shape, and his slender fingers tapped their knuckles rhythmically.

His slender neck, because of the curved arc, looked even weaker, as if it would break if it was slightly bent.After being ill for a few days, his whole body was as thin as a reed whose stem would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Snowfow calmed down slowly, and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

Yan Zhijin was silent for a long time, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I was wondering if the god you believed in really appeared when you were unconscious?"

"Of course!" Hearing what he said, Snow immediately became interested, and began to preach endlessly, "God must have heard our prayers..."

Yan Zhijin listened quietly to his passionate speech.

He reached out to hug the coffee cup, but because of the cold temperature of the cup wall, he just touched it lightly and flicked his fingers away.

He put his hands on his lap, and his fingertips were as warm as a coffee cup through his body temperature.

Snow said a lot, and took several sips of coffee, gracefully wiped the coffee stains from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just keep talking."

"There's something wrong with you," Snow said sharply. "You didn't look so listless when you pressed me about my relationship with the case. What are you upset about?"

"I'm not sad," Yan Zhijin put the phone in his pocket, stood up, and nodded politely, "I've finished asking what I want to ask. Thank you for answering my question."

"I can't understand your sadness. If I sacrifice myself so that I can be with God forever, I will definitely do it." Snowf shrugged, found a few books and handed them to him, saying, "I don't know you Why don't you want to? Even Hughin blocked me. Forget it, it seems that the time has not come yet. These books are given to you. I hope they can guide you when you are lost. I believe that one day you will Will be back here."

"Do you have something that you want me to bring to Xiu Yin?" The corner of Yan Zhijin's mouth curled up, and the haze in his eyes dissipated a little.

Snowflake stared at him blankly.

"I've known Hugh Yin for a long time, haven't I?" Yan Zhijin said slowly, "Whether it's you or Matt, you've already known about my existence through Hugh Yin. That's why Matt took special care of me. He It’s not that he’s interested in me, he just wants to get news about Hugh through me, and hopes that I can take care of Hugh in normal times. No, I don’t need to bring you anything, Hugh wants to stop you from sacrificing me, Came here too."

Snowf looked complicated: "I take back what I just said, when you are not interrogating people, it is indeed very suitable to be a sacrifice."

In his mouth, being able to be a sacrifice is actually the highest compliment for a person.

Yan Zhijin readily accepted.

Now that he knew that Yan Zhijin had no clues and would not report on himself, Snowf also became sincere: "Hugh is different from me, he has nothing to do with this incident. I hope you don't make things difficult for him. "

"I know, I may have to thank him." Yan Zhijin turned on his phone again, pulled out the QR code of the chat software, and said, "Leave a contact information."

Snowfaw looked at him in surprise, then looked at the QR code, and said, "Is our relationship... so good?"

"I may have some questions from you in the future." Yan Zhijin pointed to the book on the table and said, "If you really don't want to, I can ask Hugh. But I think you should know better than him .”

"No problem." Sinov immediately took out his phone, and simply scanned the QR code to add friends.

He smiled meaningfully and said, "I'm waiting for the day when you come back here."

Yan Zhijin put away her phone without saying a word.

He shook hands with Snowfive and said goodbye politely.

As soon as Yan Zhijin opened the door, he saw Yan Hui.

He leaned his back against the wall, staring into the distance, with a slight smile on his lips, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Finished?" He saw Yan Zhijin come out, stood up straight, walked up to meet him, and looked him up and down, "Why did it take so long? He didn't do anything excessive, did he?"

Yan Zhijin waved his hands, and said without interest, "No. Let's go back."

He took a few steps towards the elevator, but was stopped by Yan Hui.

Yan Hui stood there without moving, the smile on his face had disappeared, he stared at him without blinking, and asked, "Did he say something to you that made you unhappy?"

"It's nothing." Yan Zhijin didn't have much energy, as if he wasn't interested in anything.

Yan Hui tightened his fingers holding his wrist, and said firmly, "Yes. What's the matter?"

Yan Zhijin was annoyed by his questions, so she simply decided to have a showdown with him.

Yan Zhijin pulled the tip of his hair, put his legs together, stood upright, and asked seriously, "The day I was sleepwalking... that is, the night before I had a fever, did the gods that Snow and the others believe in appear?"

Yan Hui's gaze shifted for an instant.

He quickly said seriously: "No..."

"Don't lie to me." Yan Zhijin said, "I won't believe your lies."

His eyes were clear and scorching, like a sacred fire that could purify filth.

After a stalemate with him for a while, Yan Zhen was defeated and replied in a low voice, "Yes. Why are you asking this?"

"You have known each other for a long time."

"Ah."

"You came here because of him."

"Hmm..." Yan Hui showed some hesitation on his face, "That's right."

Yan Zhijin ignored his hesitation and continued, "The wound on your chest was left by him. I woke up from 'sleepwalking' that night and saw burns all over your face, which was actually caused by him."

Yan Hui's face became ugly, and his brows and eyes were cloudy.

He wanted to explain: "You can't say that..."

"Aside from him, who else can leave irreparable scars on your body?" Yan Zhijin said mockingly, "But you don't hate him. Even if he hurts you again and again, you still won't be angry with him .”

Yan Hui frowned, supported his shoulders, exerted a little strength with his hands, and asked in a soft voice: "What did Snowfest tell you? Although he and Matt are in the same situation, our relationship is not that bad. And , It is true that I made him angry first, and then he did it."

"Aren't you..." The flames in Yan Zhijin's eyes were extinguished, replaced by the messy ashes after burning.

He wanted to ask Yan Hui if he liked him, but he was afraid of getting the answer he was afraid to hear.

How can anyone have no resentment towards someone who always hurts them.

It can only show that that person is very important to him, so important that even scars are their important connection.

What is said is that he annoys the other party first, and the other party has no choice but to make a move.It was because he wanted to attract the attention of the other party that he offended the other party. In the final analysis, he was still attached to the other party.

"The day Edward tried to sacrifice me, he also appeared, right? In fact, the sacrifice was successful, and he appeared." Yan Zhijin spoke every word forcefully.

There is nothing to say.

He frowned, and it took a long time before he admitted reluctantly: "Yes, he appeared. You asked this because..."

"Then am I now him or me?" Yan Zhijin looked up at him with a thin layer of mist in his eyes.

Yan Hui looked at him in surprise.

Yan Zhijin's chest rose and fell violently, and he swallowed a few times before he managed to keep his voice from trembling: "Do you want to see him, or me?"

After a long time, Yan Hui suddenly turned his face away, covered the lower half of his face with his arms, his shoulders kept shaking, and laughed loudly.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Zhijin asked angrily.

Yan Hui's voice came intermittently from the gaps of laughter, and it could be heard that he was trying hard to hold back his laughter, but he couldn't help it at all: "I seem... I seem to know what you're thinking."

"What do you know?" Yan Zhijin became even more angry.

Yan Hui suddenly changed back into a snake shape, wrapping his thick and powerful tail around him, spitting out a purple letter, and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"