Supporting Actor Amnesia Guide

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Wen Yuan lay in the warm and comfortable bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his left arm was numb and painful, but the more important reason was that what He Jiuni said and the attitude he showed were very wrong.

It was the same before, He Jiuni gave him hope, and then sent him to hell without mercy, Wen Yuan clutched his heart that was beating too fast, he would rather be used than a machete that might fall at any time, or in exchange Conditions, for example, as a condition to live here without paying.He also didn't like playing with the fruits and vegetables of the ancient earth for a long time. During the years when he lost his glands and wandered, these tasks had already made him feel tired and disgusted.

He is even willing to approach Xi Jinyuan if He Jiuni needs it.Wen Yuan has already made preparations, no matter what hardships lie ahead, he will accept them.He has thoroughly realized that he has never been the one favored by life, and it will not and is impossible for such a person to appear in his life. Equivalent exchange is already the greatest kindness to him. ".

On this night intoxicated by the spring breeze, Wen Yuan lay absent-minded. This was the first time he suffered from insomnia since he came back to life. Everything that was unfamiliar here became hideous. They were clamoring to dig out his glands and eat his flesh and blood. , drink its blood.

In the end, Wen Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, so he carefully curled up in the corner of the closet, with layers of clothes covering him, giving him a very thin sense of security.

He twitched his nose and sighed at the invisible, shriveled glands that would never have pheromones.

He Jiuni quietly walked to Wen Yuan's room in the middle of the night, lingered for a long time, finally put his hand on the doorknob and pressed it down, and blocked it halfway.

The door of Wen Yuan's room was locked.

"Mr. He, what are you doing in front of Wen Yuan's door without going to sleep?"

Jiujiu was frightened by He Jiuni at night, and used the sofa to cover most of his body to watch him.

"Going in without Wen Yuan's consent will make him angry. Jiujiu has tried it before."

He Jiuni slowly let go of the doorknob, turned around and stood with his back leaning against the door, without saying a word.

"But, this is Mr. He's house. If Mr. He wants to go in, Jiujiu can also unlock it!" Jiujiu recognized He Jiuni's "unhappy" expression and hurriedly said that serving customers is its first principle. .

"No, Jiujiu, you said... Forget it, what do you know?"

Jiujiu turned to him unconvinced, "I am No.1 in the ranking of home life, and my 45 brothers and sisters have all received good reviews. Why don't I understand!"

"Oh, then tell me, am I right, I shouldn't be like that tonight."

At that time, He Jiuni stared at the silent Wen Yuan for a long time, but he couldn't wait for an answer. His heart was more restless than ever, and then instinct drove him to do something that he regrets now. He left and left Wen Yuan alone. People stay at the table.

Jiujiu tilted his head, "Of course not. If there is a conflict, it should be resolved face to face. The cold war is the No. 1 destroyer of a relationship."

"But what if you've already done something wrong?"

"Well, Jiujiu has searched, and 70.00% of people will choose to buy gifts and send flowers, then offer a hug or kiss, and then just apologize sincerely."

He Jiuni finally became interested, "Then according to your observation, what does Xiao Wen like?"

"Well," Jiujiu fell into a long silence, "Wen Yuan is very obedient, he is not picky about food, nor will he get angry, and is very polite. According to Jiujiu's records, Wen Yuan has nothing he likes."

How can a person not have something he likes?

He Jiuni asked hoarsely, "Is there not one?"

"Yes, what Wen Yuan said the most was thank you and sorry. He never said anything he liked or hated, so there is no record here in Jiujiu."

"..."

"Also, after Mr. He left, Wen Yuan also helped Jiujiu put the dinner plate in the kitchen, and even touched Jiujiu's head before returning to the room."

"Go and rest, Jiujiu."

This new era intelligent robot scans the man in front of him and checks out the "sad" expression, but it can't understand it.

"Okay, see you tomorrow, Mr. He."

He Jiuni walked slowly to his room. At first he thought that it would be fine as long as Wen Yuan woke up, and then he thought it would be good if he was in good health, but now he is not satisfied with this. He thinks that Wen Yuan is completely in line with him. The initial standard, a well-behaved, quiet, non-sticky omega, even if he can't resist the domination of his destined partner, he can take the initiative to choose the person he likes.

But now it seems that it was all a joke before.

He covered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, Wen Yuan's gland was his most unspeakable pain, and that scar would always remind him of his disregard and hurt towards an innocent person.He was even less willing to think about how Wen Yuan made a living on the border after losing his glands.He firmly remembered the appearance of Wen Yuan when he found Wen Yuan, his skinny and yellow cheeks, squinted eyes with lost luster, his hands were chapped, and all kinds of scars were mixed together, superimposed on him one after another. The most obvious one was There was a hideous and ugly scar on the back of his neck, even when he stood behind him, Wen Yuan couldn't smell his pheromone.Wen Yuan's face was a web of numbness, suffering, and vicissitudes, and he didn't even dare to recognize it.

Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and carried heavy goods, Wen Yuan sat in the corner and devoured bread, Wen Yuan put an umbrella on the head of the stray cat and squatted in the rain, Wen Yuan lay sick on the bed He Jiuni pressed his temple, even if Wen Yuan was hungry and full at that time, and let others bully him to resist, he was unwilling to call him.

He didn't know who stole Wen Yuan's glands, and he didn't know how Wen Yuan escaped.Wen Yuan never mentioned these things to him.But just as he was about to test him, Wen Yuan fell silent, his face was covered with a layer of indifference like frost, and his eyes were filled with the indifference of thousands of miles away.Wen Yuan treated him no differently from others, he was the same obedient, polite, and distant, no matter it was kind ridicule or malicious ridicule, he was unmoved, his heart died, and his body was also failing, it was only a matter of time.

But Wen Yuan's lost glands have not been found after all these years, and He Jiuni's heart is also getting colder.

Wen Yuan was awakened by the sound of the alarm, and when he crawled out of the closet, he accidentally knocked his left arm. The pain caused him to bend over and curl up on the carpet for a long time. Seeing that he was going to be late, he hurriedly wanted to wash his face, but he was unlocking the door There was a sudden palpitation, and he couldn't ignore the fear in his heart.

If He Jiuni asked him to leave his house outside the door, Wen Yuan looked back at the furnishings in the room, none of which belonged to him, and only hoped that he would not be too embarrassed to leave.

Wen Yuan swallowed dryly, revealed his head quietly, and then ran into the bathroom with the chicken nest head on his head with lightning speed.

Wen Yuan in the mirror was still wearing the crumpled clothes from yesterday, and his eyes were black and blue.

He rubbed his face with one hand, straightened his clothes as much as possible, took a deep breath, ran into his room to get his schoolbag before Jiujiu noticed, went out, and took it out.

"Wen Yuan, you're awake."

Jiujiu's final sound disappeared in the sound of closing the door.

He Jiuni opened his eyes suddenly, went over to the room door in two or three steps, and the paper on the table was rolled up by the air current.

"Where's Wen Yuan?!"

Jiujiu looked at the gate and then at He Jiuni, "Just, just left."

Wen Yuan didn't feel relieved until he went downstairs, but found that he didn't bring the key with him at all. He stood there blankly watching the rushing traffic for a while, forget it, he thought.

forget it.