When Yun Chen woke up again, he felt that there was a layer of darkness in front of his eyes that he couldn't shake away.

He saw the doctor walking back and forth in front of him, but his body seemed to be soaked in a pool of stagnant water, sinking and sinking continuously, and every breath was laborious.

Under this situation, he couldn't raise his spirits at all, and he couldn't think for himself. He was like a puppet soaked in water, completely unable to follow his own will.

So by the time Qin Renhao found out that he was awake, Yun Chen had already been staring at the ceiling in a daze for several minutes.

Qin Renhao's voice was obviously hoarse, gentle and tired: "Baby, you're awake."

Yun Chen didn't speak, and still looked ahead blankly.

Qin Renhao put away the diagnosis certificate of severe depression, forced out a smile, and pushed away the broken hair from his forehead: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Yun Chen still didn't respond, and the red mark on the young man's fair neck had not faded.

Qin Renhao was so distressed that he couldn't breathe. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard: "I'm a bastard! I do stupid things that hurt you without considering the consequences!"

Qin Renhao's strength was stronger than the big iron fist that Yun Chen exchanged, and his eyes turned black, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

But he didn't realize it. He knelt beside the bed and continued: "But Chenchen, I can't live without you. I can't lose you. Please don't hurt yourself anymore..."

"Okay, I know you don't want to talk to me now. I'll bring the food over and you can eat it yourself, okay?"

Qin Renhao personally brought breakfast up and set up a small table for Yun Chen.

Qin Renhao looked at the fork beside the plate, silently put it away, and replaced it with a soft spoon used by children: "Chenchen, come here."

Yun Chen suddenly moved his lips, his voice was very low, as if he was saying something.

Qin Renhao quickly leaned over to listen: "What did Chenchen say?"

Yun Chen's voice was very slow and small. He had to hold his breath hard to hear: "Just laugh at me."

Qin Renhao blinked, not understanding what this meant.

A little laughter burst out from Yun Chen's chest, but it sounded as miserable as crying, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes: "Everyone, are you laughing at me?"

Qin Renhao quickly wiped away his tears and looked at the pale and slender boy on the bed, feeling that he would be broken in the next second and would never be able to put it together again.

Qin Renhao shook his head quickly and said loudly: "No, who among them dares!"

Yun Chen: "It's because I don't dare, it's not because I don't want to."

They dare not laugh at themselves because of Qin Renhao.

But what about Qin Renhao?

Isn't he the one who laughed at himself first?

Suddenly, Yun Chen felt that the world around him was blurred. In front of him were the strange eyes of those people, and in his ears were the sounds of discussion, sarcasm, and ridicule.

He is trash.

It's trash in the trash heap.

The chatter in his ears became louder and louder, and a distorted smile began to appear in front of Yun Chen's eyes. He put his hand to his head in fear, and raised his hand to overturn Qin Renhao's small table.

The crisp sound of the bowl and chopsticks falling caused him to scream and faint. Fortunately, Qin Renhao hugged him in time to prevent him from falling off the bed.

Qin Renhao carried the unconscious Yun Chen from the messy bed to the sofa.

His foot stepped on the broken bowl dregs, and blood flowed. He pushed the door open and shouted loudly: "Doctor!"

[Yun Chen: This is so powerful! ]

[System 112: The system store is genuine, would you consider choosing an easier way to die next time? ]

[Yun Chen: Okay, but look at the soulless look of the Lord God kneeling in front of me, how beautiful it is~]

[System 112:? ] What’s going on with this sudden yandere feeling!

[Yun Chen: Ah, but it’s time to get off work. ]

[System 112: Do you call this going to work? ]

[System 112: The main god is only a little short of the strategy value, so I’ll tell you that you’re good!But Bai Ran is still ten points short, which is a pity. ]

[Yun Chen: Oh, yes, I have to work overtime. ]

[System 112:...] No, you call this overtime?

And can this be solved by working overtime?

At this point, how could Qin Renhao let Bai Ran come to Yun Chen again?

what.

Why did he say that the S-level world was as easy as roasting a sweet potato?

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