ID number 019

After Chen Yang finished speaking, Chao Jian paused imperceptibly, then he pulled out his chair and sat down without paying attention.

Chen Yang lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The pajamas were clean, with the smell of laundry soap on them, and his body was dry.

Whether it is tangible or intangible things in the task world, nothing can be brought back to the real world.

In addition to mental and psychological trauma.

Chen Yang hooked up the slippers and put them on, went to the table and poured water to drink. The water in the thermal protector was neither hot nor cold, and it was just right for drinking. He gulped down a cup and took a long breath.

"I can't bear it, I have a headache."

Chao Jian said nothing.

Chen Yang put down his cup, thinking about all kinds of people, things, and things.

Yesterday he went to Chen Xishuang's hometown with Chao Jian, and met Xiang Dong's group at the rest stop, as well as an old worker who suffered from severe PTSD and died of drug addiction.

His hand was injured at Chen Xishuang's house last night. Today, he went back to Sanlianqiao to deliver herbs to neighbors during the day, went to visit Uncle Wu, and brought Wu Yu's puppy back.

Then, I entered the mission world while I was sleeping tonight.

It's night now... Chen Yang took out his phone and looked at it, it was 23:19.

The timeline is confusing.

Chen Yang said to his partner seriously: "I still feel that a sense of ritual is needed to celebrate the return, and it is also conducive to distinguishing the two worlds."

Before the words fell, he hugged her.

Chao Jian's back suddenly froze.

Chen Yang didn't notice the abnormality of the young man, he maintained this hugging motion in a daze, and an idea popped up in his heart involuntarily.

Seems long overdue.

That's how it should be.

Give them a hug when they come back.

Chen Yang attributed this idea to the product of his sensibility. He patted his partner on the back, which was a symbol of elder brother, a life-and-death friend, an ally, and a cohabitant.

Chao Jian grabbed Chen Yang's arm and turned off the light before he could react.

The curtains were drawn, and the moonlight was completely blocked out. When the lights were turned off, the room was suddenly pitch black.

Chen Yang couldn't see his fingers in his field of vision, he said in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Chao Jian: "Sleep."

"Then you wait until I go to bed before turning off the light. Turn it off now, and you won't be able to see anything clearly."

Chen Yang groped towards the bed with his left hand. When his fingertips touched something, he subconsciously rubbed it. It was the boy's hand pressing on the edge of the table.

The phalanx is protruding, and it is pressed very hard.

Chen Yang frowned and said, "Why is your body temperature so high, do you have a fever?"

An extremely impatient voice sounded in the darkness, turbid and hoarse: "Are you still sleeping?"

"Sleep."

Chen Yang brushed past him and walked to the bed, and lay back down.

The room was silent for a while, and the lights came on.

Chen Yang was confused, why did he turn on the light again?He didn't ask this or that, he planned to see which song the boy sang.

However, the other party just sat on the chair with eyes closed, did not speak, and did not move.

Chen Yang also came here at the age of eighteen or nineteen, but he couldn't figure out what the person on the chair was thinking.

The spiritual realm and the inner world don't know what to pretend, they are so tightly guarded.

"Don't sit up too late, I'll go to bed first."

After Chen Yang finished speaking, he pulled the quilt back, turned to face inside, his eyelids were quickly glued together.

A dream took shape in Chen Yang's consciousness.

In the dream, Chen Yang was still doing the task, he would utter anxious and vague sleep talk from time to time, and he could not sleep soundly.

This is an occupational disease of workers.

People are not machines, and they can delete tasks related to the world with one click after returning.

Emotions that smack of blood and death eat neurons.

Chao Jian opened the censer, cleaned out the ashes inside, and lit a stick of incense again.

He waved his hand.

Wisps of green smoke flowed towards the bed.

Chen Yang's breathing gradually became steady and long, and he opened his mouth slightly to snort.

The whole room was filled with an unpleasant smell of incense. After sitting with Jane for a long time, she got up and went to bed.

"Chenchen..."

Chen Yang, who was sleeping, started talking again, his face turned pale, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead: "Chenchen, grab my brother's hand... Hold on... Don't be afraid, my brother will be back soon..."

"Chenchen...Chenchen..."

The lights were turned off, and the room darkened.

Chen Yang was still talking in his sleep, his expression was painful and panicked, his hands were waving wildly on the quilt, eager to grab something.

Then he really grasped something and felt relieved.

When Chen Yang came back this time, he didn't catch up on sleep like the previous three times. He just woke up a little later than usual the next day. He didn't sleep for a long time, but he was very energetic.

03 was still lying on the sofa in the living room, like an old man with a peaceful face.

Chen Yang called Wu Yu, but he was not in the service area, he called Uncle Wu again, chatted for a while and hung up.

It's not just him, Uncle Wu also remembers Wu Yu, which means that Wu Yu didn't have any accidents in the mission world.

Just as Chen Yang was relieved, he remembered the first meeting between him and Wu Yu after three or four years.

Wu Yu arranged an escape route for herself, explaining that there is an existence in the real world that endangers her life, and the other party has come to find her.

Was her disappearance related to that incident?

Chen Yang looked at the puppy and thought deeply, if something happened to Wu Yu in the real world, then Uncle Wu's memory could not be used to determine whether she was alive or dead.

Wu Yu's object and partner, with a four-digit ID number, died.

She is in five figures, and her life and death are unknown.

So far, Chen Yang knows that the old tasker who died at the rest station and the artist both have five-digit ID numbers.

Wen Qing said that he didn't know how many tasks he had done, and the truth cannot be verified, but Chen Yang didn't think it was an exaggerated statement, so his ID number should not be long.

Chen Yang touched the white card in his pocket. His three-digit card was a ticking time bomb with a full danger index.

"What are you in a daze for, come over and change your medicine."

A voice came from behind, Chen Yang looked back at the boy carrying the medicine box, and approached in a daze.

Looking at Jane, he saw that he was sticking like a wooden stick, so he picked up the medicine box and put it down again.

"Boom" sounded.

Chen Yang's fragile nerve endings trembled, and he also pulled out of the state of leaving his soul. He stretched out his right hand in front of Chao Jian.

"I'll make a training plan for you later."

Chao Jian took off the gauze on his index finger: "Hand up, don't move."

Chen Yang looked at the ceiling, with the bitter taste of anti-inflammatory drugs in his mouth: "Hiss, it hurts a bit, did you take off the oil gauze?"

"Don't be noisy."

Chao Jian's movements are methodical, even with ease, but her jawline is tight.

Chen Yang's index finger felt cold, and he glanced at the ceiling again.

It looks disgusting without the nails.

The smell is not good, the boy can get so close.

Chen Yang thought to himself, apart from his personality which is hard to fathom and his condition is unstable, he really has nothing to choose in other aspects, he is the best partner.

Even with a lot of secrets, one leg can't walk normally.

Chen Yang sighed, fortunately he met him when he entered the mission world for the first time, otherwise there would be no subsequent team formation.

It may be that his younger sister has a spirit in the sky, so he meets Chao Jian when his life is going on a strange road.

With the effort of Chen Yang's wild thinking, all four fingers were changed to medicine.

Sure enough, I still have to be distracted.

"The exudates from the wounds of a few fingers are fine." Chao Jian packed up the medicine box, "The gauze will be changed in two days."

At the end, he added: "If you don't get infected."

Chen Yang looked at his gauze-wrapped fingers, turned around and went to his room to turn on his master phone, and made a rehabilitation training plan for him.

When Sun Wenjun called, Chen Yang was making a second adjustment to the schedule, so he randomly poked the speakerphone.

A man's magnetic and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Yangyang, can you release me from the blacklist?"

Chen Yang stopped playing the keyboard with his fingers.

Forget about this.

On the way to Chen Xishuang's hometown the day before yesterday, Chao Jian blackmailed Sun Wenjun. He didn't think too much about it at the time, and then forgot about it.

Sun Wenjun didn't ask the reason for being blocked, nor did he mention the "You're too ugly, I don't want to date" emoji, but asked Chen Yang to release him.

Seeing that Sun Wenjun didn't ask him to explain, Chen Yang saved the step of making excuses and let him go.

Sun Wenjun said: "Xiao Yangyang, I'm going on a business trip today. If things go well, I can come back within a month. If things don't go well..." He laughed: "It depends on God's will."

"The signal there is not good. You can't contact me. If there is something you don't understand in the book, you can mark it and ask me when I come back."

Chen Yang felt strange, unable to explain clearly, he leaned back in the chair: "Good luck."

Sun Wenjun's breath was a little faster, and the smile in his voice was stronger, with a bit of ridicule among friends: "Then I will be successful, Xiao Yangyang is a lucky star."

After a pause, he said, "Let's have a meal together when I come back."

Chen Yang's mouth twitched lightly, why was he still thinking about eating.

There was no sound on the phone.

Just when Chen Yang thought that Sun Wenjun was busy with something and was about to hang up, there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

"I sent you a courier." Sun Wenjun said abruptly, "I sent it yesterday, and it will arrive today."

Chen Yang's back immediately left the chair, and then he remembered that Li Yue knew his address.

Li Yue was replaced by Sun Wenjun, and that part was packed as well.

Chen Yang asked calmly, "What did you send?"

Sun Wenjun said: "My baby."

Chen Yang: "What?"

Sun Wenjun let out a helpless sigh: "It's not what you think."

It's just that I didn't hear clearly, Chen Yang who wanted to ask clearly: "..."

The phone was silent again.

This time the silence lasted nearly twice as long as last time, and then Sun Wenjun's voice came: "Xiao Yangyang, do you want to call me Brother Xiaowen?"

As if knowing that Chen Yang could not bark, Sun Wenjun said after asking, "See you later."

Not long after the phone call ended, Chen Yang received the courier.

Open the package in front of Chao Jane.

It is a potted plant.

There is only one wilted branch with a small leaf hanging on it, which is lifeless.

This is the protagonist in the photos that Sun Wenjun often sends him.

Sun Wenjun always said on WeChat that he was dying, dying, but it was still drooping.

The vitality of plants is really mysterious.

Chen Yang kicked the foam into the dustpan: "Doctor Sun is on a business trip, let me take care of his flowers for him."

After finishing speaking, he was taken aback, isn't this the same meaning as Wu Yu's Tuo Gu?

Chen Yang glanced at the puppy on the sofa, and then looked at the potted plants on the ground. There were only two living creatures in the house. They were not the same species, but they had one thing in common. They didn't have a strong breath of life.

"Let me go, let me sweep the broken foam on the ground." Chen Yang grabbed the broom and called out to the boy who stood still.

Suddenly, she swung her cane toward Jane.

Chen Yang stopped the crutch with a broom in time to save the life of the potted plant. He asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

With his back turned to him, Chao Jian said in a cold voice, "If you're dead, what are you keeping?"

"No, I picked up the branch and tried it. The roots in the soil are firmly grasped and are still alive." Chen Yang said in his heart, although Sun Wenjun's has only one leaf, it is healthier than yours, and yours is a moldy seed.

Chen Yang couldn't express what he said in his heart, the flower pots and seeds that were so ugly were all young people's lives, and they were served as if they were their ancestors.

In fact, flowers and plants should not be too delicate, they should be raised rough.

It was because of all kinds of care that Chen Yang became a killer of flowers and plants.

Sun Wenjun's half-dead potted plant was placed on the balcony by Chen Yang, facing Chao Jian's potted plant far away.

Chao Jian leaned on crutches, staring at Sun Wenjun's potted plants.

Chen Yang had a strange illusion in his heart that the young man was hostile to potted plants.

There's no reason, the potted plant is not big, it can't take up much space, and it won't block the sunlight of his pot.

Chen Yang stood up: "You are..."

Chao Jane turned back to the living room.

Chen Yang: "..."

Why are you losing your temper again?

Chen Yang was helpless and speechless. Most of the time, his partner was not like a normal person, and rarely like an adult.

Childishness always comes out of nowhere, and fiercely.

Chen Yang realized that he was losing his temper when it came to his partner. He sighed, turned his head and carried the puppy on the sofa to the balcony, letting it lie on the round cushion to bask in the sun.

"03."

Chen Yang knelt down and called, "03?"

He patted the puppy's head, and said in the tone of talking to his sister: "Do you want to eat milk and run bread? I'll make it for you when you wake up."

The puppy didn't respond, and Chen Yang was so moved that he thought, just because the flowers and plants can't support them doesn't mean the pets can't.

If Wu Yu hadn't taken 03 away, he would have bought a kitten and puppy to raise...

Suddenly, there was an evil spirit from behind.

Chen Yang instinctively hid inside the protective wall. He looked back and met the young man's gloomy gaze.

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing on the balcony, and Chen Yang felt goosebumps all over his body. He thought about doing communication work: "Brother, if you have any needs, you can tell me, don't hold back."

Chao Jian stared at him with no expression on her face: "Training."

Chen Yang: "Huh?"

Chao Jian sneered: "You don't want to worry about it anymore?"

Chen Yang came back to his senses: "No, I'll take care of it."

He hooked his fingers to the rag on the sink and wiped his palms: "Shall we start now? Let's be on the balcony, the weather is fine."

Chao Jian said, "I don't want to be on the balcony."

When Chen Yang caught him saying this, he glanced at Sun Wenjun's potted flower.

It seems to be saying, there is it without me, and there is me without it.

Chen Yang raised his forehead. It may be that the fourth task caused him a lot of trauma. Now he has not recovered, and his sanity is not clear.

Seeing the young man's cheeks twitching and gnashing his teeth faintly, Chen Yang changed his mind silently, it's not possible, it's certain, he must be insane.

Otherwise, he wouldn't feel that the boy wanted to kill the potted plant at that second.

Back in the living room, Chen Yang turned on the TV, adjusted the channel and put down the remote control: "Come on, let's start."

Chao Jian pointed to the TV: "Change to another one, it's too noisy."

"Children's TV is good for...Okay, okay, I'll change it." Chen Yang pressed the remote control, handed it over and said, "Forget it, you can do it yourself, and you can tune the channel you want to listen to."

Chao Jian doesn't answer.

Chen Yang sighed, as expected, he still didn't like children, he only liked his younger sister.

There is a gourmet show in the living room.

Chen Yang entered the role of nurse and doctor, squatting at Chao Jian's feet, and asked him to put his left leg on the ground without bending.

Chao Jian did not cooperate.

Chen Yang sensed his tension and resistance, and said patiently: "Yesterday in the hospital, you took the initiative to say to go back to training, and you reminded me just now that you want to train, but now you don't want to?"

The corners of Chao Jian's lips were pursed into a cold straight line, his eyes were half closed, and he didn't say a word.

This scene made Chen Yang think of his younger sister. When he said that he couldn't run away, he tried to pretend to be dead.

The surrounding air pressure suddenly dropped.

"No, I'm not laughing at you," Chen Yang pointed at the TV screen, his face full of sternness, "I'm laughing at the show, and the cooking is so-so, all with one mouth."

Zhao Jian looked at him, blushing from embarrassment before looking away.

Chen Yang cleared his throat: "I have been in rehabilitation for more than half a year, you remember that time on Xiao Yindao, you asked me to tell you about the rehabilitation center, I told you everything."

"Reconstruction is very difficult at the beginning, both physically and psychologically. The most tormenting is the first step. As long as you step out, the second step, third step, fourth step... It gets easier from now on.”

Chao Jian was silent for a moment, and put the crutches beside the sofa.

Seeing this, Chen Yang continued to encourage, his sister left, he had an accident himself, and walked through the gate of hell, which made his temperament change drastically.

Now, due to entering the mission world from time to time, his temperament is returning, but it is not the same.

In the past, he didn't have this kind of patience at all, something he couldn't imagine.

People are growing, constantly growing, no matter how old they are, they will still grow.

After Chen Yang spent a lot of thought, Chao Jian's left leg finally stepped on the ground.

"You support me." Chen Yang stretched out his arm, "Slow down, stand up, put the weight of your body on the right leg first, and then move up the left leg a little bit."

Chao Jian grabbed the arm under his eyelids, and wrapped his slender fingers around him. He slowly got up, his cold white face turned blue, and the veins in his neck stretched.

The whole body is shaking.

In the next second, Chao Jane sat back, his body was still shaking, and to him, that moment seemed to consume most of his willpower.

Chen Yang expected that the boy's recovery process would be very difficult, but he didn't expect it to be this difficult.

Who killed his left leg?It had left such a terrifying impact on him.

The boy said that if he can leave next year, he will accompany him to find a job.

But can I really go next year...

Chen Yang didn't want to hurt Chao Jian, and he didn't want to fill himself with negative emotions. Instead of helping him make a training schedule, he suggested that the other party see a doctor, even if it was psychological, there would be professional treatment.

If you don't like the atmosphere of the hospital, you can invite the doctor to your home.

There is so much money in the card that Chao Jian casually gave him, so he doesn't have to worry about not having a good medical team.

Chen Yang turned off the TV: "I won't try today, try again tomorrow."

The arm was grabbed, and he turned half of his body, and the hand holding his arm moved to his shoulder.

Chao Jian supported Chen Yang to stand up, with both legs on the ground, his right leg was in a natural state, and his left leg was stretched to the point of convulsions. He closed his eyelids and restrained his breathing.

Chen Yang counted in his heart.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

When he counted to the seventh second, he moved Jane's left leg slightly and moved forward a little.

Chen Yang looked at it, and it was almost one centimeter.

That is the limit of Chaojian.After moving, he withdrew his left leg, fell into the sofa with scarlet eyes, pressed his forehead with both hands, and then hugged his head completely, with ten fingers crossed together, pressed the back of his head tightly, and buried his face in his arms .

The young man's chest throbbed rapidly and chaotically, and there was a helpless gasp in his throat, vaguely choked with sobs, his shoulders tensed, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Scared, terrified.

Like a wounded animal.

Chen Yang stared blankly, and the clip of the boy having a nightmare and frightened to cry appeared in front of his eyes. Could the nightmare be related to his left leg...

He didn't know the cause and effect, he didn't know the cause, and he couldn't help.

There is no way to start comforting.

Chen Yang didn't say anything, just stood by the side, accompanying the boy through the painful beginning of recovery.

When the boy stopped trembling, Chen Yang spoke out. He praised: "The first time you try, you can stand for seven seconds and walk a centimeter, which is much stronger than I expected, and it is also better than the one I reconstructed at the beginning. Time to be brave."

Did not get the slightest response.

Chen Yang suspected that the boy didn't show his face because he didn't control his emotions well, and because he didn't speak because his nasal voice was too strong. He pursed his lips and comforted him silently.

After a few minutes like this, Chao Jane put down his two arms covering his face, he lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to eat meat at noon."

Chen Yang: "...OK."

"I'll take out the meat," he said tentatively, looking at his fingers, "then you still want to fight?"

Chao Jian leaned on crutches and left the sofa. When she passed by Chen Yang, she didn't look up. The crutches were too far away, and she quickly entered the kitchen.

Chen Yang pretended not to see his red nose and ears.

"I'll make braised pork for you at noon."

Chen Yang opened the refrigerator, took out pork belly from the freezer and put it on the counter: "Authentic."

Chao Jian said, "There is no rock candy at home."

"Yes, here..." Chen Yang opened a cabinet, he thought of something, and looked suspiciously at Chao Jian, "Do you still know how to stir-fry?"

Chao Jian didn't respond, he used his crutches to push aside the half-open cabinet door, and leaned his head to look inside.

"That's it."

Chen Yang found the rock sugar from the cabinet, the packaging was not opened, he hadn't used it since he came back, and used granulated sugar for cooking.

"Take it apart, I'll use it at noon."

Chao Jian opened the bag of rock candy, instead of giving it to Chen Yang, he took out one and put it in his mouth, after a while he chewed it up and left as if nothing had happened.

Before leaving, I took another one.

Chen Yang was about to call him back, but before he called, the other party returned without saying a word, washing rice and cooking.

In the afternoon, Chen Yang continued to play the escape room. He had only passed four levels, and he was still more than half away from the tenth level where he could see Chao Jian's clearance records.

Chen Yang had a deep memory of the time when he first went to the bathing place and found himself alone in the tent.

At that moment, he really thought that Chao Jane didn’t come in together.

Without his partner by his side, the feeling of panic is indescribable, so that when Chao Jian appeared, he would be so excited that he couldn't control himself.

While manipulating the villain to find the key, Chen Yang thought, he must work hard to make himself fully prepared.

One day, if that situation really happened, without Chao Jian, he would come back alive.

Chen Yang went to his sister's room with his mobile phone, and calmed down to pass the level alone.

In the living room, Chao Jian was sitting on the sofa and typing on his laptop. He didn't know who he was chatting with. He took the pills as milk tablets, and the rattling noise between his teeth was terrifying.

The person at the other end of the chat box sent something, and slammed the laptop on Jane.

The next moment, the crutch in his hand was also thrown out by him.

The cane slammed into the glass door of the balcony, making a loud noise.

Chen Yang ran out from his sister's room, smelling a dangerous and bloodthirsty atmosphere, he stopped running and stood at a safe distance.

"what happened?"

Seeing Chao Jian staring at the closed laptop, Chen Yang asked speculatively, "Your family wants you to go back?"

Chao Jian answered the irrelevant question: "The medicine is almost gone."

Chen Yang was startled, and he walked over unconsciously.

Chao Jian said again: "I'm almost immune."

Chen Yang paused the game, sat next to Chao Jian, and touched the gauze on his finger.

"I can tell." Chen Yang said, "Your medication is increasing."

Chao Jian played with the medicine bottle: "When the effect of the medicine is zero, I won't take it anymore."

Chen Yang's eyelids twitched, the subtext sounded like "Anyway, this is how I am, my partner, do you want it or not".

After pondering for a while, Chen Yang said, "I still need to see the illness."

"boom"

The medicine bottle was thrown on the coffee table by Jane, and fell to the ground with a bounce. He leaned back on the sofa, his voice was not fluctuating at all, like stagnant water.

"It's useless, it's an old problem, and it won't get better after taking all the medicine."

Chen Yang didn't feel a trace of decadence or collapse from the young man, only indifference, but he contradicted that he didn't have an appointment, and he still persisted.

What are you waiting for.

As if someone had promised him when he was sick, so he was hopeless and still waiting.

Chen Yang asked: "Your doctor..."

Chao Jian sneered: "Dead."

Chen Yang's face twitched, his tone and demeanor sounded fake, it was the opposite.

The sudden bad mood may be closely related to the doctor.

Turning his head towards Jane and looking at Chen Yang: "On the day the medicine immunizes me, I won't take another medicine."

"..." I am immune to it, and it is useless to eat it.

Chen Yang nodded, followed him and said, "If you don't eat, don't eat." At that time, we will find a way, such as psychological treatment.

Chao Jian mocked: "I thought you would say that the medicine must be taken, and the medicine bottle must be carried with you."

Chen Yang was speechless, the mandatory word "must", with very obvious persecution, when did I use it on you?

"There will be a way."

Chen Yang said: "I still say the same thing, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Say something to Jane: "I have no pressure."

Chen Yang pointed to the blue sky outside, and said to Chao Jian: "The sky is dead."

"You chatted to death."

Chao Jane's face was pitch black.

The oppressive atmosphere dissipated because of Chen Yang's coaxing words. He asked Chao Jian to peel a pear for him, took it back to his sister's room, and then played the escape room game.

On the day Xiang Dong came to the door with a fruit basket, Chen Yang was passing the tenth level, and he could read Chao Jian's records after passing.

The arrival of the uninvited guest cut off his train of thought.

Xiangdong came by himself, without Pineapple Little Huangmao and the others, he threw the fruit basket on the coffee table, and walked around carelessly swinging his long legs.

"You are really broken here."

Chen Yang folded his arms and looked at him: "How did you find me?"

"Your brother Dong wants to find someone in Qingcheng. It's just a matter of time. If you don't exist, you can't find someone."

Xiangdong lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Where's that one?"

Chen Yang pushed him to the balcony: "Taking a nap."

"Fuck." Xiang Dong said mockingly, "You're still taking a nap, baby."

Chen Yang closed the glass door: "Keep your voice down, you wake him up, you will be at your own risk."

Xiangdong: "I'm afraid of death."

Chen Yang: "I think you are so cheap."

Xiang Dong suddenly lowered his head, and approached Chen Yang with a handsome face: "Have you noticed that you have changed a lot since you were in the rehabilitation center?"

Chen Yang walked to the guardrail and looked into the distance.

"It's become more energetic, energetic." Xiangdong gave him a cigarette, "When I find a partner, and my mind is completely out of your mind, I will partner with you, so that the progress of the task will not be affected."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen Yang took his lighter, lit it and took a puff.

Xiang Dong patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too sad, that's what I said, you may not be able to find a partner, I still..."

"Walk slowly." Chen Yang pointed to the balcony.

Xiangdong rolled his eyes: "Yesterday, I entered a mission and almost died in it."

Chen Yang put the hand holding the cigarette on the guardrail, and he didn't speak for a long time when he heard Xiang Dong say how dangerous the mission was and how to save his life.

Difficult every time.

Xiang Dong's face was deep and deep: "The older generation said that everyone has his own destiny."

"From birth, everyone is divided between life and death. Everyone may encounter an accident on an ordinary day."

He said: "But we are more miserable than ordinary people. We have an extra identity number for no reason. Once we enter the mission world, we are close to death. If we die, we will be wiped out immediately."

Grinning to the east, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, shining brighter than the studs on the ears.

"But from another perspective, we are luckier than ordinary people, because we don't have accidents in the real world, such as being hit by a car, being stabbed in the street, staying up late, or natural disasters, etc., in short, those common accidental deaths .”

Chen Yang looked at him in astonishment.

Xiang Dong pinched his face: "You don't know?"

Chen Yang patted Xiang Dong's hand away and kicked him twice: "Are you sure? What about the old mission worker at the rest station? What did he say?"

"I've inquired about it," Xiang Dong flicked off the ash, "his death was mainly due to the mental trauma he left behind in the mission world, it's not an accident."

Chen Yang was silent.

Xiangdong blew a thick white smoke ring at him: "That's what I heard from a senior. I think it's reliable. Those of us with ID numbers will either die in the mission world or keep going forward."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death?"

Xiang Dong raised his eyebrows: "What's the rush? I'll answer you when I've gone through it all and am still alive."

"If I take a step first, you can tell me after verification, come to my grave."

Chen Yang fell into deep thought, and the information revealed to Dong surprised him.

Indeed, as Xiang Dong said, from another point of view, those who were issued IDs received some kind of "special treatment".

As if sensing it, Chen Yang suddenly said: "Chao Jian woke up, you should leave quickly."

"Are you speaking human words, I am an adulterer?"

Xiang Dong said unhappily: "It's okay to be an adulterer, at least it must be worthy of the name, damn it, I didn't do any shit."

Chen Yang sent him out the door: "You two don't get along, don't meet each other, the things in my house are very old, many of them can't be bought anymore, I feel sorry for any broken ones."

east:"……"

"Talk on the phone." He crushed the cigarette butt against the door, and as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang pinched half of his cigarette and threw it to him, asking him to help him take it downstairs.

Depend on!Is Chen Yang's eagerness to destroy the evidence different from the wife-slave behavior he showed at KFC last time?No.

Xiang Dong cursed with a livid face, he knew who Chen Yang's little wild cat was!

One week later, in the early morning, Chen Yang was half asleep and half awake, and vaguely heard a dog barking.

Chen Yang turned over, wondering which dog downstairs had been taken out for a walk so early, why it seemed to be barking at his house.

so clear.

Three to five seconds later, Chen Yang's sticky eyelids opened suddenly, isn't it from the family?

03 woke up and barked.

The screams became more intense, and the claws scratched at the door.