I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"Hey...it hurts."

When Song Zu'an opened his eyes, he was lying in a pool of blood, and there was a piercing pain in his back.

He braced himself to stand up, but found that his hands could not use his strength.

Look left and right.

Good fellow, two chains as thick as arms are looped around his hands.

"You're not dead?" The light above his head was suddenly blocked by a figure.

Song Zuan was taken aback for a moment, this... was the sound he wanted to hear day and night in his dreams.

"Jiang Ye..." He tried to raise his head, impatient to see the person in front of him clearly.

"Don't call me by my name, you don't deserve it."

Jiang Ye squatted down and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger on Song Zuan's back, "Life is so great, this one doesn't even die."

With a clang, the drawn dagger was thrown to the ground, and Song Zuan's back was bleeding profusely.

[Host don't panic, you can't die, you can't die...]

Jiang Ye was wearing medical rubber gloves. He pinched Song Zuan's chin forcefully, and laughed dumbfoundedly: "Don't worry, we will all die soon, and there will be no one left."

Song Zu'an looked sadly at the person in front of him who he missed day and night. The light in the room was too dim. Only then did he realize that Jiang had become very mature, and even added a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

[Host, the time here is different from outside. 】

[Jiang Ye is now 29 years old. 】

[9 years have passed since the host left. 】

"What? 9 years? 29?! I'm 27, so after all, I still haven't escaped my fate?"

[?_?I always feel that it is not appropriate for the host to think about these things now, it is clearly a matter of life and death...]

Song Zuan withdrew his thoughts, the blood on his back was not stopping, it was too painful.

Although Stainless Steel said that he will not die for the time being, let's deal with it as soon as possible.

So he shook his head in Jiang Ye's hand and rubbed his chin against him, "Jiang Ye, it's me, I'm back..."

"Uh..." Jiang also froze for a second.

But then he shook his head again, and let go of his hand in disgust.

"Tie—" Song Zuan had no strength, and knocked his forehead to the ground.

It hurts even more...

He was in so much pain that he couldn't move, not to mention that he was still locked with two big iron chains.

I could barely speak: "Jiang Ye, I'm sorry, I'm back, it's really me, your An'an..."

"Shut up, don't talk to me with An An's appearance, you have no right to impersonate him."

Tsk, this is jumping into the Yellow River and I can't clean it up.

Song Zuan closed his eyes helplessly, "Stainless steel, at least point to a way out, what should I say to make him believe me?"

[Host, Jiang also discovered the identity of the replicator a year ago, because the cloner can't cook dandan noodles. 】

[Also, the mouth of the replicant is not sensitive. Jiang also discovered this 9 years ago, but he believed in An An in his heart too much at that time, so he didn't suspect it. 】

【Until last year, because of a bowl of Dandan noodles...】

"Okay, I understand." For some reason, Song Zu'an felt a little complacent.

Sure enough, Jiang also liked more than just a pair of skins.

They are soul mates. Even if the clone inherits Song Zuan's appearance, memory, and even behavior habits, Jiang can still recognize that it is not his An An.

Now that you know the difference between the replicator and yourself, it will be easy to handle.

Song Zuan collapsed on the ground, and explained again: "Jiang Ye, I am really your An An, if you don't believe me, try it, try my mouth."

"Don't try! I feel dirty."

"Tsk, why are you so stubborn?" Song Zu'an was annoyed and funny, "If I lose too much blood and die later, you will never see your baby An'an for the rest of your life. You will regret it then!"

This is like what Song Zu'an would say, and Jiang is also a little dazed.