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The tawny devil rubbed his hair with his hands, spoke again, and said, "Miller, don't run away from me all the time, I spend a lot of time looking for you every day, it's too much effort."

Miller was bruised and bruised, his cheeks were swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The tawny devil wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said in a tone of regret and excitement, "You are running around, I can only punish you well. Xiao Le, be good, and I will not hit you." is you."

But the light in Miller's eyes had dimmed.

His reaction clearly displeased the demon.The voice of the other party raised again, and at first he just patted his cheek lightly, asking him to speak.To the back, Miller didn't speak, and what fell on his face became a fierce slap.

Miller said to Ji Hanchuan: "At first I thought about calling back! No, at first..."

It's not a day or two since he was bullied.

"He saved me in the first place," Miller said.

Ji Hanchuan calmed down.

This was unexpected.

Miller said: "In the beginning, I was surrounded by several other senior boys in the corner of the school. They didn't know where they heard that my family was very rich, so they asked me for money. If I couldn't get it, they beat me. .At that time...he was sitting on the wall."

Ji Hanchuan's eyelids twitched.

This involves a question that he is quite curious about.

Both Norman and Romeo have become players, so it stands to reason that these two "characters" do not exist in this world.

In fact, what Felix said to Ji Hanchuan before about Miller really made Ji Hanchuan verify this view.

But up to now, whether it's Miller's reaction after he wrote Romeo in the notebook, or the boy's words at this moment, he is telling Ji Hanchuan that he still remembers.

Miller said: "He was sitting on the wall, and the sun fell on him. The sun was behind him, but his face could not be seen clearly. He said lazily to the senior boys, asking them to let me go."

Ji Hanchuan listened.

In the AG show world, he met Romeo.And earlier, he already knew this name.

Up to now, Miller's eyes seemed to be full of worry, and he continued: "I thought he was a good man."

He flinched.

The thin boy's body trembled, his pupils shrank, and he muttered to himself, "I thought——I thought he was a good man!"

Although Ji Hanchuan didn't speak German, he could understand what Miller said, and so could Yulia and others.

Yulia and the others became nervous again.

According to their thinking, the "he" in Miller's mouth is the big boss of the hidden line.

They waited with bated breath.

...nothing happened.

Ji Hanchuan knew that there was actually a bug in it.

The "game" plundered everything from those who did not enter the trial and died in reincarnation.In the past and the future, let them become "NPCs" one after another, piecing together the foundation of all the worlds.

But for those who have successfully become "players", the "game" is an exception, and only occupies everything after they start their reincarnation.

This led to: what Miller was afraid of at the moment, Yulia and others were worried about becoming the role of the boss behind the scenes, and it was impossible to appear here.

After all, Norman is a "player."Even in the timeline that Ji Hanchuan experienced, he is already dead.But in the macro view of the "game", in the chaotic timeline, Norman is still "alive" somewhere.

Ji Hanchuan asked: "What happened after that? What happened between you two?"

Miller groaned, raised his hand, and covered his eyes.

He never talked to anyone before his death.

The shadow of that demon surrounds him all the time, making it impossible for him to escape.

Even if there is a short respite, it is unknown when the devil will appear again.After time and time again, Miller's heart seemed to be bound by an invisible shackle.He no longer expected to run away from the demon, after all—after all, the demon would show up again.

He was in a daze.

"I thought I had a really good friend," Miller said.

Ji Hanchuan watched him quietly.

Trembling, Miller said, "But he...he's more terrifying than all the people before him combined."

He couldn't quite remember when the demon first shot him.

It seemed that the last second he was still talking with a smile on his face, and the next second, he was attacking him.

"I have a pen that my brother gave me and I love it," Miller said.

Yulia and the others didn't move when they heard this.

They couldn't hear the word "brother".

Romeo is a player, and his existence is blocked by the "game".

Even the character Miller was talking about at this moment has undergone another layer of "rationalization" in the consciousness of Yulia and others. They only think that Miller is talking about someone they have investigated.Felix clicked his tongue secretly, thinking: I can't tell, those people are hiding well, but they can't think of who Miller is talking about at this moment.

"He was mad—" Miller said.

The devil said: "You have an older brother, why didn't I know?"

Miller was at a loss and said, "He's not in Germany."

The demon said, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Miller hesitated and murmured, "You didn't ask me either."

The demon snorted, took the pen from Miller, and threw it casually as if very dissatisfied.Miller looked up and down the pen, looking extremely concerned.After the devil noticed it, he became even more unhappy. With a "snap", the pen fell directly to the ground.

Miller: "Ah, it's going to break!"

He immediately knelt down to pick up the pen.

With this squat, the devil directly stepped on the back of his hand.

Miller froze.

He looked up and looked at the other party - his only friend in this bleak school, the person who had saved him and helped him.Coincidentally, he saw the sunlight falling on the devil's hair again. The brown hair looked very light in the sunlight, as if it had been plated with gold.

He's smiling, looking down at Miller, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the back of his hand.

Miller was in pain.

He said, "You stepped on me!"

At that time, he still had a little temper.

The demon looked at him, let out a soft "sneak", and let go of his feet.

Miller looked at the shoe prints on the back of his hand, and squatted down like a demon, looking at his hand.

Miller swallowed, slowly feeling scared.

He understands rationally: what the other party did just now is absolutely, definitely not something that can be done to a "friend"!

But emotionally, Miller has some unspeakable expectations.This is the person who saved him at the hands of others, how could--

Tears flowed from Miller's fingers.

Tears fell in the air and slowly disappeared.

Ji Hanchuan looked at him.

Miller said: "He treats me worse and worse. Little things will make him angry. But after getting angry, he will treat me like before, as if we have a good relationship. At first, the teacher found that I had wounds on my body. I—I thought I was saved, and I identified him, but he had more wounds than me! He said to the teacher, "Miller was incoherent," and said that there was a little conflict between us, and he and I fought. I……"

The teacher believed the rhetoric.

Because everyone knows that these two teenagers are inseparable friends.

Out of school regulations, the teacher punished the two teenagers who "fighted" and asked them to clean the playground for a week.The demon obliged and left the office with Miller.He smiled, obviously having a delicate and lovely face like an angel, but he said to Miller: "Little Le, who will believe in you in the future?"

Miller runs away!

He couldn't remember how many times he had tried to escape.Before and after, there are still many times.Before he was completely desperate, before he jumped off the tall building.

The demon was in no hurry.

He followed Miller slowly.

Miller couldn't run anymore, and the demon followed up, put his hand on Miller's shoulder, and said, "Let's go clean the playground."

Miller's lips quivered.

Ji Hanchuan said, "I see."

Miller bitterly: "I really—I thought about killing him, but I...he found the knife I hid."

Because of the school system, he had a hard time hiding a small blade.

Miller said: "But after thinking about it, it's a good thing I didn't really kill him. If I did, my brother would definitely be in trouble."

Ji Hanchuan watched him quietly.

When he said "brother", Miller's pale face was slightly flushed, and his eyes lit up again, as if he saw hope.

Ji Hanchuan remained calm and said, "That's it."

The blood on Miller's face disappeared again.

He murmured, "Yes, that's it."

The demon found the blade, and it was used on him.

When he was alive, every day was painful.

He wants to end this pain, but he will continue to be tortured after death.He wanted—someone to share the pain for him.

But I also want someone who is willing to listen to me.

If the teacher was willing to believe him.

Would everything have turned out differently?

Miller thought blankly.

He turned his head and asked Yulia: "Can you really help me?"

Julia's throat was dry and hoarse.

She didn't know how to answer.

Be cautious, after all, it's not fun to promise something to a ghost but fail to do it.

Yulia said cautiously: "The organizations I told you before have already rescued many teenagers who have experienced similar experiences to you."

Miller watched her silently.

Yulia knew that the ghost boy was not satisfied with her answer.

She thought to herself: Do you want to "promise"?But after that, will I be entangled?

Ji Hanchuan interrupted again.

He put on the translator and said, "We will check what you said."

Miller was taken aback.

Ji Hanchuan: "We will ask your past teacher. By the way, the teacher you mentioned," the teacher who believed the devil and asked Miller to clean the playground with the devil, "what's his name? If he knows you The real experience will probably be very painful."

Miller murmured, "Painful?"

Ji Hanchuan: "Please forgive us for being cautious. It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that as a journalist, these are necessary tasks."

Miller looked at him dazedly.

Ji Hanchuan said: "The truth does not exist in people's mouths, but exists in every wall, every tree, and every stone."