Cannon fodder partner dressed as a disabled villain

Shen Shuheng frowned: "Your grandma begged for you, and you give it to me, it's not appropriate."

"What's inappropriate? My grandma is kind-hearted, so I told her that I gave the blessings of peace to my friends. This is to do good deeds for myself-she will definitely not blame me!"

——In this way, you don’t have to wear this ugly jade in the future, so happy!

Shen Shuheng: "..."

"Come on, let me put it on for you."

Shen Shuheng hurriedly avoided: "No way!"

"What's wrong?" He leaned over while suppressing a smile: "Don't move! What are you struggling for? Your classmates saw me and thought I did something to you!"

The two used their hands to block back and forth, but Shen Shuheng couldn't resist him, so he could only calm down.

Yun Yan felt his hands wrap around his neck, and tied the red rope in a knot behind his neck.

The two were so close, Yun Yan felt that his heart was beating a little fast at that time.

"Okay," the jade pendant was put on, Yun Yan touched the jade pendant with a smile, straightened it, and said solemnly: "Now I will pass on my grandma's blessing to you——I wish you health and safety, Happy as you wish."

He seemed to think again, in fact, Shen Shuheng is not healthy at all now, nor is he very safe.

With a bit of embarrassment on his face, he patted Shen Shuheng's shoulder again and said, "Everything will be fine in the future."

Shen Shuheng didn't answer, just smiled lightly and touched the jade pendant.

……

Waking up from the dream, Yun Yan laughed alone in the dark night.

When he insisted on arguing to put the jade pendant on Shen Shuheng, Yun Yan felt like a disciple who flirted with a girl from a good family.

Back then, Shen Shuheng was still very young and didn't know how to hide her emotions, she would blush after a little teasing.

Always keep a distance from everyone with a cold face, but when you are really happy, you will still smile.

At that time, his eyes were still bright, unlike now, after being completely baptized by the abyss, only when he faced himself, would there be ripples in the black pool.

Unable to fall asleep, Yun Yan got up and walked to the terrace of the hotel. The sky outside had just turned white, reminiscing about the scenes in his memories. This was the first time Yun Yan felt happy because of those memories.

The little beast in his heart was eager to move, always trying to tease him and bully him.

Standing on the terrace until dawn, after seven o'clock, Yun Yan finally took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Shen Shuheng.

"I want to eat hot pot with you."

Shen Shuheng quickly replied: "Why do you want to eat hot pot so early in the morning?"

"I'm hungry," Yun Yan said, "and I want to eat Sichuan hot pot, not mandarin duck pot, the kind that's all spicy, bright red, and fragrant."

Shen Shuheng: "?"

"Don't wear a gas mask while eating, I'll cry you."

Shen Shuheng: "..."

Yun Yan looked at the six points he sent, and laughed foolishly, thinking that he might be sick.

He typed: "Hahaha just kidding, I don't want you to eat spicy food, you will get angry..."

However, before finishing the fight, Shen Shuheng replied: "No."

Ok?

"Why?" It was rare for Shen Shuheng to refuse, so he deleted the above sentence and replied.

"It will catch fire, and..."

Yun Yan thought to himself, the two of them had a good understanding: "And what?"

"It will affect doing Ai."

Yun Yan: ...! ! !

His face turned red, Yun Yan directly turned off the phone screen and put it in his pocket.

With just this sentence, Yun Yan obviously didn't intend to flirt at all, but Yun Yan found that his body was a little restless.

...Who is teasing whom? ! !

Before they knew it, they had been separated for more than half a month. Shen Shuheng must have missed him, but he didn't say anything.

After a while... I really should take a leave of absence to go back.

As for now, he should devote his limited energy to his unlimited acting career!

Yun Yan felt that the frequency of his memory recovery was getting higher and higher. Fortunately, many of the memories were quite pleasant, and did not affect sleep and energy, and the state and progress of filming were not affected.

He adjusted the time as much as possible, seldom participated in entertainment activities, and went to bed early at night if there were no night shows, so that even if he woke up due to memory ups and downs, he could still adjust.

——But this night was different from usual.

The night before when he was drunk, when he dreamed of the jade pendant for the first time, he had dreamed of endless rain.

This time, that cloudy rain reappeared at the beginning of his memory.

The sky was dark and the wind was a bit cold. He walked out of the school gate holding an umbrella, and saw Shen Shuheng standing by the roadside holding an umbrella.

Shen Shuheng stood in the rain and answered the phone, thin and cold, many people passing by were looking at him, but he didn't seem to notice it.

Yun Yan approached Shen Shuheng in memory, saw that he had finished answering the phone and put the phone back in his pocket, so he patted him on the shoulder.

"Why are you standing here? Where is the person who picked you up?" he asked.

Although Shen Shuheng's father passed away and his mother became busy, but his legs and feet are inconvenient, there is still a driver at home who will pick him up.

Shen Shuheng looked back at him, his eyes were much softer, and he explained: "Something happened to the driver on the road, so he might not be able to come."

He frowned: "Then how to go back? Take a taxi?"

Shen Shuheng nodded, and asked again: "What about you?"

"Go to my mother, it's not far away, I'll just walk over there."

But at that time, the gate of the campus was very congested, and there were many vehicles coming to pick up the children, and taxis would only leave here if they couldn't think twice.

"Then, let me go with you," Shen Shuheng said, "I'll find an intersection where it's easy to take a taxi."

He laughed: "Okay, why don't you go to my house first and go after the rain stops?"

Shen Shuheng felt uncomfortable and shook his head.

He didn't insist either, he just pointed in one direction and walked slowly with Shen Shuheng.

The artificial limbs at that time were no better than today, and Shen Shuheng's foot injury was not recovering well, and the road was slippery when it rained, Shen Shuheng's walking was indeed not very smooth, and it was not very good-looking.

But he didn't say anything, and let himself go a lot slower, accommodating Shen Shuheng's speed, just chatting about some interesting and embarrassing things in his life, and asking Shen Shuheng the solution to a certain problem from time to time.

No one thought that the disaster would come suddenly.

When the two of them passed an intersection, a car suddenly rushed from behind diagonally. When he found out, it was already too late. Yun Yan could almost feel the extreme tension at that moment in his sleep. He exclaimed, At the critical moment, there was only time to push Shen Shuheng away——

There was a loud "bang", accompanied by the screeching sound of brakes, Yun Yan felt himself flying.

Maybe it was the brain's protective mechanism that took effect. He didn't feel the pain from the memory, but the violent impact shook his whole world. In the end, he fell heavily on the ground, his internal organs were all impacted, and his consciousness instantly became blurred.

He looked up at the sky, only felt that the sky and the earth were empty, only boundless gray and heavy rain remained...

"Qiao Siyu——!!!"

A heart-piercing exclamation came, and he felt in a trance as if calling himself, and opened his heavy eyelids hard.

Someone staggered over in his blurred vision, grabbed his hand desperately, and called his name heartbreakingly: "Qiao Siyu! How are you...you can't die...you must stand up!" Stay! You will not die... absolutely not..."

It was Shen Shuheng.

Shen Shuheng seemed to think of something again, took out his mobile phone from his pocket in a hurry, called an ambulance in a hurry, and then called the police, then grabbed his hand tightly again, his voice was trembling: "You must hold on! You Can't die...absolutely can't...!"

He wanted to comfort Shen Shuheng, but he couldn't make a sound, his throat was full of fishy sweetness.He wanted to hold Shen Shuheng's hand, but he couldn't even control his fingers. He just hooked his fingers lightly, and then he felt that Shen Shuheng's grip on his hand was stronger.

Shen Shuheng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, his face was full of panic and remorse, as if he suddenly remembered something, he put his bloody hand into the tightly buttoned collar, and pulled out the jade symbol representing blessing. The pendant was torn off from the neck recklessly.

The rope rubbed a bloodstain on the side of his neck, but Shen Shuheng didn't seem to feel it. He stuffed the jade pendant into Qiao Siyu's palm, and stretched out his left hand to hold it tightly with him. His strength was enormous. , that jade pendant seemed to be embedded in the palms of the two of them.

"You won't die... You said this is very spiritual, it will bless you, you will be fine... Did you hear that! Don't close your eyes!!!"

He really wanted to respond to Shen Shuheng, but he felt that his strength was pulled away from his body bit by bit, until his eyes were completely dark, he couldn't even hear the sound, and he fell into a coma completely.

After an unknown period of time, he found himself conscious again.

Everything around him was neither black nor white, as if there was light, but he couldn’t see the light source. He didn’t know where he was. He is a little ethereal.

Time seemed to have no meaning. He didn't know how long he had been in this situation...Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"you are dead."

He seemed to be startled, but he didn't feel the fluctuation of his emotions, he just said: "Does this need to be said?"

The voice seemed to laugh, and sighed again: "The person you love is very sad."

...the one he loves?

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then the world turned around in front of his eyes. He seemed to be still in the ethereal thought, but he saw his worldly scene.

He seemed to be hanging in the air, looking at the ground through the continuous heavy rain—his body had been shattered and distorted, blood was everywhere, but there was one person who was still unwilling to leave, tightly holding his lifeless body. hands.

—The man is crying.

He felt a sharp pain piercing through his soul, and hurriedly asked the voice in his mind: "How can I make him...not so sad?"

The voice was silent.

After a while, the voice sounded again: "You can make a wish for him, but in exchange for something of your own, would you like to?"

He didn't answer right away, but he was stunned and asked, "Who are you? Why did you appear?"

The voice chuckled and said firmly, "I am God."

"..." he said, "I don't believe it."

The voice seemed choked up.

"Isn't God omniscient and omnipotent? He wouldn't want anything in exchange. Are you a devil?"

...you are the devil! ! !

The voice was helpless, and finally explained seriously: "I come from an alien planet, and I came here to do experiments to study the limit of human beings willing to sacrifice for love in times of crisis. Your love value just broke through the highest standard line in times of crisis, so I Appeared."

He listened, but did not speak for a long time.

After death, he can still see everything in the world, which is beyond his cognition when he was alive, but he was not surprised in his heart, as if it should be so.

If people really have souls, then it seems that it is not a big deal for creatures that can talk to souls to appear.

That's how he felt at that time.

He didn't probe further, just asked, "Can any wish be allowed?"

The voice pondered for a moment, and only said: "Let's listen to it—but it can only be related to him."

"I want to get his legs back."

"...It's not impossible," the voice said: "It's just that you have to think clearly, this may not be a good thing for him."

He felt a little uncomfortable, but he had to admit that what the voice said was right—maybe he really recovered, and Shen Shuheng would be treated as a monster, which would be more cruel.

He looked at everything in the world, as if he felt the same, but he seemed to pull away, and in the end only Shen Shuheng's red and desperate eyes were left.

He turned his eyes away: "Then change it."

He thought for a long time, and finally expressed his other wish: "I hope that in his life, someone can love him deeply, accompany him, and make him feel warm."

"..." The voice seemed to hesitate for a moment.

"Is there a problem?"

The voice was a little embarrassed: "Can you change it?"

"It doesn't work, that doesn't work, how dare you call yourself a god?" He was angry—except for these two, he didn't seem to have any other wishes.

The voice seemed a little embarrassed, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "It's not impossible..."

"That's it."

The voice was silent for a moment, then asked him again: "Let others love him... What about you?" Don't you feel jealous?

"Me?" He laughed, "I'm already dead."

In the vast world, souls are as numerous as dust, and no one knows whether they will meet again in the endless time to come.

The voice seemed to be sighing.

"Also," he added, "make him forget me."

"forget you?"

He nodded.

From Shen Shuheng's distressed eyes, he seemed to see some kind of emotion similar to his own.

It was so heavy and hidden so deep that it dragged his soul down.

"Why?" the voice asked.

"He... is stupid and stubborn," he felt a tenderness in his heart, chuckled again, and said narcissistically, "I'm gone, he doesn't know how long he will miss me."

"So let him forget about me," he continued, "I hope that for the rest of his life, he can still love someone without any burden. After all, loving someone is a very happy thing. I hope...he can understand Such happiness."

The voice was silent for a long time.

Then the voice asked him again: "What would you like to exchange?"

"Is there anything else I can trade in now?" he said.

The voice said with a smile: "I don't have this life, but you still have the next life."

He sneered: "You really are a devil."

The voice was noncommittal: "If you don't want to, forget it, I'm leaving."

"Wait," he was still unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity after all: "What can I exchange for it?"

The voice gave him several options.

He finally settled on one.

"Think about it, you won't remember him in the next life, and what you exchanged now may become the source of your resentment, are you sure?"

"Sure," he thought for a long time, and finally smiled, "It's worth it."

"The transaction has been entered into the system," said the voice, "Exchange your 'health in the next life' for 'someone who loves him deeply, keeps him company, and makes him feel warm', are you sure?"

"confirm."

The voice sighed with emotion, and finally said: "Good luck."

Before he could answer, his consciousness was completely withdrawn, and he fell into an unknowable realm...

Waking up in the early morning, Yun Yan recalled the scene in his dream, Shen Shuheng's pair of despairing eyes, he could see Shen Shuheng's eyes when he closed them.

It turns out...his name is Qiao Siyu.

It turned out that his surname was Joe.

So... the "benefactor" that Shen Qingya told Shen Shuheng, could it be him?

He also thought of Shen Shuheng's signature when he was shopping that day: Qiao Yu.

...Damn it, take advantage of him while he's not around.

I have one more "thinking" than his name, making it seem like I miss him too much.

Obviously he was thinking about himself.

Yun Yan sat on the bed trembling, crying and laughing, but some doubts were resolved, and more doubts flooded in.

For example, why did he come back even though they were exchanged?

He couldn't wait for an answer.

So at five o'clock in the morning, Mo Lin woke up from the series of fatal calls, and opened the door to Yun Yan with a broken face.

"What did he change back then?" Yun Yan's voice trembled: "Didn't you say that he also made an exchange? What did he change?!"

Mo Linrang waited at the door, found a document in a file bag from the box, and handed it to him: "Look at it yourself, and wait until I wake up, okay?"

He gestured please and slammed the door shut.

Yun Yan returned to his room and opened the file impatiently.

The first thing that catches the eye is the headline——

"A study on the relationship between the limit of human dedication to love and different personalities and degrees of love under the world view of half-life continuity"

Subject of investigation No. 43.

Yun Yan: "..."

Continue to look down, beyond a bunch of complicated narratives, and finally find the result of the exchange back then.

——Wish content: Qiao Siyu returned to him.

It turned out that this was the reason why I came back, so what did Shen Shuheng pay for him to come back?

Yun Yan held his breath, continued to look down, and finally found what he most wanted to see.

……

A drop of tear fell instantly and hit the paper, leaving a wet mark.

Yun Yan hurriedly reached out to wipe away the tear, stroked the handwriting with his fingertips, and read the column of price again word by word.

——Pay the price: In this life, all the love others have for subject No. 43.