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

The big white tiger didn't know his real thoughts, silently circled people closer, and said seriously: "I don't want you. It is me, and it is not me, but we have never left."

Jian Qiuran was stunned for a few seconds, buried her head in her fluffy white belly, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not sad, why comfort me."

Da Baihu said: "I'm just explaining things." After a pause, he brought back the topic that was gradually drifting away, and continued: "I have seen a few clips, and you have been fighting."

Jian Qiuran hummed: "At first, it was because its condition was unstable. I just found out that I had lung cancer and was stepped on by mine. It can be held down with one finger, and it is estimated that it will be beaten until it is sent away."

"However, we have been playing for half a year. As long as it doesn't go big, it can't beat me. The score with me is 19:1 so far."

Speaking of brilliant achievements, Jian Qiuran is very proud.

Hearing the words, the big white tiger raised his head to look at the frail young man, and said in a deep voice, "When the wisdom brain arrives, I will practice with you."

Jian Qiuran refused: "No, I can't beat you as an adult."

Big White Tiger: "It's okay, just treat it as a pastime."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

He suspected that it was public revenge, so he pretended not to hear, and changed the subject: "Speak out, the game's annual competition is about to start. I said before that I would change jobs and try mechas, but as a result, I never entered again. game."

The big white tiger said modestly: "My mecha is not bad, I can teach you."

Jian Qiuran became interested: "Yes, but you can't go in now, let's talk about it when the brain arrives."

The big white tiger responded.

One person and one beast chatted for a long time, Jian Qiuran said everything he knew, and it would be easier for the big white tiger to sort out his memory if he had a direction.

Later, Jian Qiuran also got used to getting along with it.They don't communicate much, as long as they open their mouths, apart from their daily life, they just remember their injuries, which is boring and plain, and they can't afford any discomfort or stir up any waves.

Jian Qiuran has returned to her indifferent technical style. She holds a computer for daily research, sometimes studies independently from the materials, and sometimes goes to small group chats in forums to peek at the screen, wandering in the familiar online world, becoming increasingly silent.

The more Da Baihu organizes his memories, the more he can discover his differences. He can only work hard to heal his injuries and strive to become a human as soon as possible.

Only in this way can the deadlock be broken.

Fortunately, with the assistance of Jian Qiuran and Marin, the big white tiger has become more and more handy in sorting out memories. The kaleidoscope in the closed space is completely lit up, revealing its true appearance in the light—the spiritual sea.

Huge, vast spiritual sea.Because the injury hadn't healed, a black hole could be faintly seen in the golden light, which was shocking.

But this is enough.

……

In the early morning, the alarm clock jingled non-stop. Jian Qiuran hid in the bed and was unwilling to face it. Her sleepy head was relieved when the alarm clock was turned off, and she rubbed to the right to find her soft belly.

Today's belly is not soft at all, it is hard, and it seems to have abdominal muscles when it is pressed against the face.

Jian Qiuran rubbed against her twice, her consciousness gradually became clear, she suddenly turned over and sat up, and saw that the place where the big white tiger was lying last night had turned into a man with tall legs and long legs.

He was also looking at Jian Qiuran, with brown eyes that were dull and cold, straight eyebrows, sharp-edged face, stern and restrained, and the blood on his body was particularly obvious.

He is a person who knows at a glance that he is not easy to mess with.

The more Jian Qiuran looked at her head, the clearer she became, and she asked tentatively, "Big White Tiger? Have you become a human?"

The man finally had a reaction, sat up, straightened his thin waist, and slowly explained: "Last night, I sorted out my memory, remembered my name, took advantage of the trend and found a breakthrough, and successfully became a human. Now the injury is stable, and then You only need to take the medicine on time to pass the healing period."

Jian Qiuran: "Really, congratulations."

The man nodded as a response, and he didn't seem to be a talkative person.

Then...the two sat on the same bed staring wide-eyed, embarrassed.

Although it was the expected transformation, it was actually the first time the two met.This is completely incomparable to how Bai Tuanzi got along with before. At least Jian Qiuran can jump on Bai Tuanzi's belly, but when he thinks of rubbing his abdominal muscles, his scalp is about to explode.

Thinking about it, Jian Qiuran subconsciously glanced at his waist and abdomen covered by the thin quilt, and coughed lightly: "Can you change clothes by yourself?"

The man glanced at his red ears and shook his head silently.

Jian Qiuran took the opportunity to get out of bed: "Then I'll find you some clothes, but there are no new ones, so you can make do with mine and go out to buy them later."

As she said that, Jian Qiuran remembered that she had set the alarm clock this morning.Because there was not much leftover food at home, he went to the mall to replenish food, and he specifically told the big white tiger to stay at home, not to go out and not to draw the curtains... Could it be that the other party didn't want to stay at home, so he sorted out his memory overnight?

Jian Qiuran turned her head to look at the man on the bed. The man thought he had to answer by himself, and said, "I can do it."

Looking at the calm look, Jian Qiuran felt that she was thinking too much, so she turned around silently and continued to look for clothes in the closet.

Some clothes are designed to be too big. They are loose and comfortable to wear on Jian Qiuran's body, but a little tight on men's body.Jian Qiuran searched for him, but in the end he could only change into a vest and an unbuttoned shirt.

As for the underwear and trousers... Jian Qiuran frowned and said, "I'll go downstairs to buy you disposable underwear, but there's nothing you can do with the trousers, so bear with it."

The man nodded silently, surprisingly easy to talk.

Jian Qiuran turned around and walked out. Thinking of something, she hesitated for two seconds, then turned around and asked, "Well, what size is your underwear?"

The size recognized by the man is not the same as that recognized by Jian Qiuran. After the two had a clear discussion with their faces paralyzed, Jian Qiuran left home in a hurry, feeling like fleeing.

After three or 10 minutes of tossing, I finally solved the matter of the man's clothes.

Jian Qiuran bought him new toiletries by the way, and the two of them stood side by side in front of the sink to brush their teeth, but the big white tiger who used to be a tall man became a head taller than Jian Qiuran, and the space became cramped.

Jian Qiuran rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and as soon as he turned off the tap, the towel was handed over and placed in his hand accurately.

Jian Qiuran: "...Thank you."

He took it to wipe his face, and then the man washed his face. Jian Qiuran thought about it, and handed him a towel as a courtesy.

When the man covered his face with a towel, he slightly curled his lips, and when he put it down, his face became paralyzed again, and he whispered, "Thank you."

The atmosphere is still awkward.

Jian Qiuran took the initiative: "There are not many things at home, let's go out for dinner...Of course, if you are really uncomfortable, we can go to the mall to buy clothes first."

The man said without thinking: "Let's go to the mall."

It seems to be really uncomfortable.

Jian Qiuran restrained her thoughts, and said calmly: "Then go to the mall, let's go."

The man nodded, got up and walked out with him.

The shopping mall is four streets away from the community, and it takes only 10 minutes to drive there.Jian Qiuran took him to the fourth floor to buy clothes and asked him to choose by himself, and then the man chose different styles of all-color half-sleeved T-shirts.

Jian Qiuran followed behind and reminded: "Boss Lin, should you buy two suits? In summer, it's not just T-shirts, buy two shirts or Polo shirts."

The man said, "Just call me Lin Jinghuai."

Jian Qiuran: "Can you listen to what I say later?"

The man is innocent: "I see you often wear T-shirts, I don't know there are other clothes."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

Well, he's slovenly his fault.

The young man directly pushed his shoulders to the suit area, and chose a bunch of simple-colored shirts and suits for him. As for ties, let the waiter match them.

While the man entered the dressing room to change clothes, Jian Qiuran chose a lot of underwear, socks, shoes and other things for him, and checked the delivery home, and felt a little distressed when paying, suspecting that the 10% of the shares had already been lost before Marin came back. .

No, when Marin comes back, he must ask for money!

The man came out quickly. His suit outlined his perfect body proportions. He was tall, long-legged, and handsome. However, his aura was too fierce, which made him more and more repulsive to people thousands of miles away.

The waiter wanted to tidy up his clothes, but when Bao Liang glanced at him, he shrank back in fright, and stood beside him silently, not daring to say anything.

The man tidied himself up in front of the mirror, and then stood silently beside Jian Qiuran.

Jian Qiuran looked up and said, "It's pretty."

The man hooked his lips slightly.

After solving the top priority, the two took the elevator directly to the restaurant on the top floor for dinner.Jian Qiuran ordered food habitually, and after checking the box, she realized that the man opposite was not a little white tiger, and then pushed the menu to him: "Sorry, I forgot, is your taste much different from before?"

"Not big." The man said so, but crossed out several Sichuan dishes, and said calmly: "But you must eat light."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

Unhappy.

Seeing that the man was still picking and choosing, trying to change the dishes he chose, Jian Qiuran couldn't bear it anymore, and pressed the corner of the menu and pulled back: "Don't cancel everything for me!"

The man also pressed down on the menu and comforted him: "No, I just canceled a few dishes."

Jian Qiuran: "I've seen it all, let go."

The man is not loose: "After the operation, the doctor said that you should pay attention to your diet. You can't just be reckless just because it's been a long time."

Jian Qiuran: "I don't have a few years to live anyway, can't I be a full ghost?"

The man lowered his face and said seriously: "Who said you only have a few years? The five-year survival rate of early surgery is 90%. As long as there is no recurrence within five years, your body will be healthy. You still have a long life."

Jian Qiuran asked back: "How do you know you won't relapse?"

The man also asked: "How do you know you will relapse?"

Jian Qiuran gritted her teeth: "Because my mother died of a second relapse!"

The man was slightly taken aback, stared at him for a moment, and suddenly understood.On the contrary, the young man was uncomfortable being stared at by the insightful gaze, and subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes to avoid it, but his fingers were still pressing the menu, like a stubborn little beast.

The man sighed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what happened in the past, from now on get rid of your pessimistic thoughts and live a good life."

He took the menu away from the young man's fingers, handed it to the waiter, and said seriously: "With me here, I won't let you make the same mistakes."