The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

Jian Qiuran threw away the materials in disgust, leaned on the sofa rather displeased, stared at the sleeping Tuanzi from a distance, and frowned.

It's not a solution to always fall asleep like this. If you can't find the reason, just ask Marin.

After holding this thought for another three days, the little white tiger's breath gradually stabilized, but he still didn't wake up.Jian Qiuran yelled at the big white tiger, cut off the potion for it, poked it here and there, rubbed it here and there, but couldn't wake up the unconscious dumpling.

Jian Qiuran clicked on the Zhiyu post to contact Ma Lin.

The other person quickly connected to the video and asked in surprise, "Why have you been in contact so frequently recently?"

Jian Qiuran said: "Because your little master is dying."

Marin was taken aback, and hurriedly asked what was going on.

Jian Qiuran recounted the past few days, frowned and said: "It has been in a coma for nearly a week, and it can't be woken up no matter what. I'm worried that something will go wrong, so I'll ask you."

Marin also frowned, and pondered: "Is it forced to transform? It should be that the previous balance was broken, and the two states underwent a qualitative change, causing the little white tiger to sleep and the big white tiger to be injured... Actually, this is a good thing. They The more connections, the faster the integration, and I believe it will be successful in the near future.”

Thinking about it, Marin was still a little excited: "If the fusion is successful, it means that the little master's injury has exceeded 50%, and then it will be the real healing period, and the injury will recover faster."

Jian Qiuran interrupted his sweet dream: "Before that, you should first tell me when it will wake up, and whether it will cause problems if it sleeps like this."

Marin: "I'm not sure when I'll wake up, but the little master doesn't go crazy and irritable, and it doesn't matter how long he sleeps. It must replenish energy when he sleeps deeply. Don't worry, Mr. Jian."

Jian Qiuran said oh, "That's all right."

Seeing that the young man was about to hang up, Marin quickly shouted; "Wait, let me take a look at the little master."

Jian Qiuran carried the dumpling to the computer: "Here."

Marin stared at it for a while, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jian took good care of the little master...Speaking of which, every evolution of the little master is related to Mr. Jian. I am really grateful."

Thinking of the mad white dog, Jian Qiuran twitched the corners of her mouth, doubting: "Are you telling the truth but still mocking me?"

Marin: "To be honest, after all, this is something I can't do. If I hadn't met Mr. Jian, my predicted fusion period would be three years later."

Jian Qiuran reluctantly accepted this answer, and complained: "You love the white dog too much, it's not good to spoil."

Marin smiled: "I just don't want to see him suffer anymore."

Jian Qiuran: "You are really kind to him."

Marin: "This is what I should do."

Jian Qiuran ate the lemon and started to turn his face: "It's okay to hang up."

When Marin responded, he immediately hung up the video and threw Bai Tuanzi back to the cat's nest.After hesitating for a moment, he still sent a message to ask Aunt Zheng if she had time.

Aunt Zheng didn't respond, she must be busy with the noodle shop.

Jian Qiuran sighed, and felt that this was very good. Aunt Zheng ran her own business, and the two brothers worked hard towards their respective goals...it would be good without him.

For the Cheng family, Jian Qiuran has always been complicated.

He likes the Cheng family very much and wants to get close to them, but he has too many insecurities. If he gets too close, it may bring bad luck and affect their lives.But let him alienate, and he can't keep the three sincerity out and hurt their good intentions.

It was as if Jian Qiuran had grown into a towering tree whose roots had been damaged and rotted since he was young, so while protecting the Cheng family, he was afraid that it would hit them if it fell.

The Cheng family, who knew his situation best, was not afraid, and even knew his thoughts, and always took the initiative to contact him to care about him.

He is said to be the pillar of the Cheng family, but he is actually more like the beloved youngest in the family. Sometimes he feels hypocritical.

But...can't go back.His intuition told him that ever since he appeared in contact with the police station, there has been a dark tide around him that might erupt one day, so he can't go back, really can't go back.

Jian Qiuran rubbed the center of her brows and forcibly suppressed her thoughts.

Can't go home, and there is no dog to play with, Jian Qiuran prevents herself from thinking wildly, so she can only use the forum to accept orders, and try to divert her mind.

It has been several months since she became the Ace of Hearts. Jian Qiuran doesn't take many orders, but the success rate is [-]%. Whether it's rare or large data, only he is not interested in it, and there is nothing he can't solve.

After talking about his achievements, not only the funder's father discovered his ability and began to make appointments, but even the people in the forum gradually shut up and recognized his status as the ace of hearts.

If Anonymous X is still there, I will be glad that I actually know the Great God.

Jian Qiuran stared at the gray friend's head portrait for a moment, then suddenly sank down, and slammed the computer shut.

Today he really can't watch anything, and he can't do anything well, so he should sleep and do nothing!

Jian Qiuran suppressed her anger and put away the computer, thought about it before entering the bedroom, and then carried the little white tiger into the room together.

After tightening the blackout curtains, turning on the stereo, removing the steam eye mask, everything was ready, but Jian Qiuran lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep.

I always feel uncomfortable and can't tell where I am uncomfortable.Obviously this is an environment he is familiar with and used to, why does he always feel that something is wrong...

Jian Qiuran couldn't figure it out, so she could only put her mind on the music as much as possible, follow the lyrics and think about it, and only fell asleep when the steam eye mask was no longer hot.

The stereo automatically jumps to the song, because it is played randomly, sometimes the front foot is mild and ancient, and the back foot becomes a fierce music.

The big white tiger, who was sorting out his memories in the closed space, was disturbed by the noise, and stared at the door displeased, thinking that he had to go out for a while.

Compared with the weakness of the big white tiger before, it is majestic now, as long as it wants to go out, the door will automatically open with a thought, and it can enter and exit freely.

The bed creaked, bearing the weight of the three hundred catties fat man.

The big white tiger opened its eyes, the animal eyes glowed slightly, and quickly determined the location of the sound source in the dark, ready to go and close it.

Unexpectedly, before he got up, the sleepy young man accidentally rubbed against Maomao, immediately turned over and threw himself into Bai's belly skillfully, rubbed it a few times indiscriminately, and continued to sleep holding it.

Big White Tiger: "..."

He froze, not used to being so close to other people.

So, he silently stared at the young man, trying to scare him away with his bright eyes - in the past, as long as he lowered his face and showed cold eyes, no matter who he was, he would shy away and dare not provoke him.

But the young man slept so soundly that he couldn't see it with his eyes closed.

The big white tiger pushed him with his meat pad, but the force was too weak and the young man didn't move at all. If the force was increased...he would probably wake up.

The big white tiger hesitated, so he could only move back by himself, trying to evacuate tactically.

The young man felt the fluffy go away, and immediately followed him, insisting on burying it in its white belly.

The big white tiger had no choice but to continue to retreat.

Jian Qiuran dreamed that she wanted to sleep, but the big soft and warm bed was always moving away from him, so she frowned unhappily and followed.

After finally catching up, I was about to take off my shoes and go to bed, but the bed ran away again as if it had legs.

Jian Qiuran was a little angry, and felt that if people didn't go well, they would be bullied even in their dreams, so they continued to chase without believing in evil, and they were about to succeed, but only heard a loud bang, and he was woken up by fright.

The room was too dark to see the situation clearly, Jian Qiuran fumbled to turn on the chandelier, looked down and saw the big white tiger who hadn't seen him for a long time was falling on the bottom of the bed, probably a little painful, with a particularly ugly face.

Jian Qiuran inexplicably felt a bit of joy, rolled off the bed and jumped onto its belly, rubbing his head: "You came out? Are you okay these days? Did the forced transformation of the little white tiger affect you?"

The big white tiger was stiff all over. Fortunately, the young man didn't notice the thick flesh and hair. It recalled the fragmentary memories it saw, endured the strangeness, and whined, "I'm fine."

Jian Qiuran: "Are you all right? You haven't come out for six days, do you remember anything?"

As the general of the empire, how could he casually disclose his injuries!

The big white tiger had a sullen face, but his mouth was whining uncontrollably: "There are a lot of fragmentary memories suddenly appearing in the past few days. I have been trying to piece together the connection, and the progress is very slow."

Jian Qiuran comforted: "Don't worry, your balance has just been broken, and it will take a while to integrate, take your time."

Big White Tiger: "Yes."

Jian Qiuran: "Before I was worried that you slept for too long and asked Marin specifically, but I didn't expect to wake up this afternoon."

Big White Tiger: "I heard it."

Jian Qiuran gasped: "Has your enclosed space changed?"

What happened to my previous self, who even said such things!

The big white tiger frowned, and whimpered: "Well, it used to be pure black, but now it's full of memory fragments like a kaleidoscope, and I can hear the voices of the outside world very clearly."

Jian Qiuran: "So that's how it is."

I didn't expect such a big change after losing balance. This should be the qualitative change that Marin said.

The young man was thinking, rubbing the fluff with his fingers unconsciously.

This is the chest!It's the heart!

As a general of the empire, how could he casually expose his weaknesses to strangers and let them touch them!

The big white tiger stretched out its claws to stop it seriously, and then the young man took advantage of the situation and began to squeeze the soft Q-ball pads to play.

Big White Tiger: "..."

This is not a weakness, it should be fine.

The big white tiger was a little tangled, hesitating whether to retract its claws, but the young man over there had already let go first.

It was inexplicably lost, and when it raised its eyes, it saw that beautiful and slender hand suddenly stretched out and pinched its ear!ear! !How can the beast's ears be touched casually! !

The big white tiger cast aside his disappointment in an instant, turned his head and pulled out his ears angrily, and then... took advantage of the situation and rubbed his head against the young man's palm.

The young man gave a low laugh, stretched out his hands and rubbed the tiger's head.

The big white tiger suddenly reacted: "..."

He swears, this is definitely what the body moves by itself with muscle memory, and it has nothing to do with it! !