I am a model criminal in the infinite labor reform [Infinite]

Shicheng didn't have a chance to return to 1065 today.

The princess didn't express anything about his suddenly disappearing left hand, she didn't even give him a look, but she cared about him very much, and took him with her no matter where she went.

Shicheng didn't have any objection to this, since there were monitors anyway, Fu Yu'an also said that he didn't have to be afraid of NPCs or something paying attention to him, so he just took advantage of this opportunity to show his presence around the princess.

Nothing but a negative presence.

He was really curious about what would happen at night after being disliked by the princess.

There were two other people who were brought by the princess together.

One is the handsome boy I saw on the first day, and the other is a cute little girl.

Seeing that they are about the same age as the princess, and their red hair is very cute, the two have a lot in common.

Shicheng was out of tune with the two of them.

Both of them are trying their best to flatter, he is more rebellious, trying to flatter the princess as much as possible.

But it feels useless.

In fact, it was obvious that the princess hated him so much that she would roll her eyes when she saw him, but for some reason, she still brought him by her side.

After being a monster for a whole morning, she finally managed to get some quiet time to rest when the princess was taking a nap.

The three favored people sat beside the princess' bed, watching her peaceful sleeping posture with expressionless faces.

Needless to say, they're all eager to get this NPC from sleeping peacefully to peacefully dying.

During the silence, the boy patted Shi Cheng on the shoulder.

Shi Cheng looked away from the princess and looked over.

The boy pointed to his hand, beckoning him to extend his hand.

Shicheng shook his head, and wrote on the side of the bed with his finger: To communicate, write here.

Can this capable person stop thinking about scribbling on his hands?It's not like there's nothing else to write about.

Boys do not understand this operation.

In order to prevent the princess from being woken up by them and unable to speak, communication can only be done with fingers.

But the writing on the quilt is very vague, and the communication is definitely not as clear as the hand gestures.

But since Shicheng had said so, he had no choice but to spread out the bed sheet and write as clearly as possible stroke by stroke.

[Why are you attracted to? 】

Time City: "..."

There is no need to be so concise and ambiguous when asking questions.

He endured the spit he wanted to blurt out, and wrote: [I don't know. 】

The boy looked at him a little strangely, exchanged glances with another red-haired girl, and wrote: [Don't you know why you are liked? 】

The two probably felt that Shi Cheng was hiding and deceiving them. The red-haired girl also explained: [Don't worry, we are in the same situation now, we are on the same line. 】

Shi Chengxin said who is in line with you?

But he didn't show it on the face, after thinking about it carefully, he really thought of something: [Maybe it's the eyes. 】

The boy and the red-haired girl nodded suddenly, their attitudes improved a bit.

The boy said that he was attracted to him because of his skin.

The red-haired girl is because of her beautiful hair color.

Shi Cheng frowned.

How do you feel...so familiar?

The idea reached its zenith when she saw the girl lift her hair, revealing the layers of redder hair underneath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the doll the princess was holding, and Shi Cheng's eyes widened slightly.

I remembered.

This familiar feeling... came from the toy room he had been in before.

He grabbed the boy next to him by the wrist.

The boy was startled and almost cried out, but luckily he covered his mouth when he opened it.

He showed displeasure and wrote: [What's wrong? 】

Shi Cheng said concisely: [Are there no scars on your skin? 】

It's perfect, no flaws.

The princess likes things without flaws most, and perfection is the princess's most yearning pursuit.

This is the doll's introduction to the tiger model.

The boy thought for a while, then stroked his chin hesitantly.

[It should be, I have the impression that the skin is very good, and there is no injury. 】

Shi Cheng understood, and looked at the girl again.

[Is your hair naturally red? 】

Seeing him like this, the girl vaguely guessed that the other party might know something.

In view of the idea that "everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope now", she nodded honestly.

That makes sense.

Shi Cheng wanted to laugh a little.

This punishment dungeon is indeed more perfect than the two encountered before, every information is coherent, including the information heard in the episode is not nonsense.

Right on, he thought.

Princesses like perfect things, so love the guy's flawless skin.

She likes colors that make her happy, so love this girl with natural red hair.

And... something like emulation.

Unfortunately, his eyes are not only beautiful, but also the princess' favorite dark red.

Shi Cheng gently closed his eyes.

This princess... no, it should be said that it is the system, it is really sharp enough.

He didn't know what he thought of, but the corners of his mouth curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes.

No wonder the princess turned a blind eye to his suddenly disappearing left hand. It turns out that as long as there is no problem with his eyes, he won't hate him.

The two people around looked at each other, not knowing why.

The boy asked: [What's wrong? 】

Shi Cheng shook his head: 【I'm not sure for now, whether her "like" is a good thing for us now. 】

The girl frowned: [It should be a good thing, right?People who are disliked will die at night, being liked should be the condition for living. 】

These two provided him with information, so Shicheng didn't mind sharing it.

【not necessarily.What will happen at the coming-of-age ceremony, no one knows now. 】

The two were silent.

Yeah, that bar mitzvah dinner... what the hell was it for?

Shi Cheng held his head, thinking that he would have to face some troublesome matter when he went back tonight.

Wear colored contact lenses.

He put the colored contact lenses that he took out from the bathroom on the bedside table last night, and he can't put them on now, so he can only go back at night.

If you wear colored contact lenses, you probably won’t be liked, right?

Not only is the dark red gone, but the eyes don't look real anymore. If she still likes him, then the princess is purely selective blind.

Thinking about it this way made me feel a lot better.

Killing two birds with one stone, not only will you not be liked, but you may even be hated.

If you are hated, you can encounter interesting things.

Shi Cheng rolled his eyes.

This smile caused the two people next to him to look at him with concern.

This person... I'm afraid he's going crazy, right?

The three were thinking about their own things, but no one noticed that the princess on the bed quietly opened her eyes.

It's nap time, it's time to get up.

She gracefully extended her hand out of the quilt.

A second passed, and the hand remained in the air.

Ten seconds passed without moving.

1 minutes……

"Hey!" the princess was angry, "what are you doing?"

This sudden sound finally attracted three people to look over.

The boy and the red-haired girl looked at each other, and it was rare that they didn't go up to serve immediately.

What Shicheng said before has already attracted their attention.

Is the princess's liking really a good thing for them?

In the end, the two chose to live now and observe later. Anyway, there are still four days left.

So he dawdled and went up to help the princess get up.

Shi Cheng was very firm and remained unmoved.

He had seen the princess wake up a long time ago, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Who is this?Let him wait to get up?Does it match?

Sure enough, after the princess changed her clothes and stood in front of him, she gave him a hard look.

Shi Cheng sneered directly.

The other three: "..."

Your mother is really not afraid of death.

Pointing at his nose, the princess said angrily, "Go and help me get the picture book from the study!"

Shi Cheng let out an "oh", turned and left.

Fumble and go.

He wobbled around, ignoring the curious and probing eyes of many people, and came to the study.

The appearance of the study has not changed from the last time he came, except that some things were messed up by other people who came in.

According to the princess, the picture book is at the top of the third shelf.

The bookshelf is so high that even Shi Cheng has to step on a ladder to get it.

He flipped up in two or three steps, but found a note on the second floor above.

The cover of this notebook was originally blank, and it should be the eight characters written by someone later——

"My Future".

Shi Cheng could tell at a glance that it was Fu Yu'an's handwriting.

The man said that he wrote a novel for several hours in the study, is this it?

He wanted to laugh a little, moved his fingers, and picked up the book cover.

The first line is the same title as the name on the cover. It should be easier to write on paper than on a hard book cover. These words are even more beautiful than those on the cover.

He looked down.

……

[I hope that in the future, I can become a pianist. ]

[Every time my fingertips jump on the black and white keys, it means that I was free at that time, like a bird outside the window, I can hover unscrupulously...]

Shi Cheng read both sides and then closed the book.

One is because it is strange to look at Fu Yuan's handwriting, and the other is because...

The future story that Princess Changxiang enjoys is not very similar to the current one, only irrelevant.

She imagined herself as lively and cheerful, with a gentle temper, who liked the piano, danced, and animals.

She will listen to music in a garden full of roses, go out to play with her friends, keep a lot of pets, and sit quietly in the room alone to draw.

If you just read this novel, you will definitely feel that the person with these thoughts will be a very gentle and quiet girl.

Shi Cheng thought of the one who just pointed at his nose and scolded him, and shook his head.

He strapped the novel around his waist.

Now it seems that the specific usefulness is not clear, but there is a little usefulness that is great.

Take it back and make fun of someone who wrote the novel.

Looking at the time, if you don't go back now, the princess should be scolded again.

But what Shicheng wanted was that the princess especially hated him.

So I sat on the shelf and dawdled for a long time.

This dawdling made him discover something.

——In the innermost side of the top shelf, there seems to be a picture book.

Shi Cheng carefully took out the album.

It is exactly the same as the one I already have, even the page numbers are the same.

The book in my hand is newer, but the one I just took out is dilapidated, especially the second half. It can be clearly seen that it was torn from the middle and then glued again.

He lowered his eyes, put the two picture albums on his lap, and opened them carefully.

What a coincidence.

Why are the pictures on the first page of these two books the same?

The painting should be the princess herself, she looks exactly the same, but she doesn't have that bloody mouth.

On the contrary, it makes people feel that it is more suitable for the image of the princess in the short composition.

Shicheng then turned backwards.

Not surprisingly, there are also exactly the same paintings in the back.

He doesn't know art, and although the basic feeling is still there, he still can't tell where the small difference is.

Finally, after turning through an unknown number of pages, he saw the difference visible to the naked eye.

That is a very beautiful hand.

Not surprisingly, it should also belong to the princess herself.

But in the newer picture books, the bracelet on the princess's wrist is a sunflower, but in the old picture books it is a rose...

Shi Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and quickly took out the novel from his waist.

He turned two pages.

[I will go to the garden to play the piano every afternoon, and occasionally when I get tired, I can relax for a while and listen to music.The roses are beautiful, the red petals are accompanied by music, it must be the most beautiful afternoon. ]

For the first time, Shicheng looked at it in a hurry and didn't notice it, but now he finally saw something wrong.

Isn't that full of sunflowers in the garden?Why is it said rose here?

If the person who writes the diary isn't a princess, isn't this book of future enjoyment and this old picture book also a princess?

At first, he thought it was because the princess couldn't find the original book, so he drew a new one.

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he put away the old albums and novels, and went back with what the princess needed.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the princess glaring at him.

It's all come to this point, anyway, the other party doesn't pose a personal threat to him except for using the dream weaving net at night.

So Shicheng threw the album in front of her.

"Yes, I'm late." He smiled, "You can tell me if you want it or not."

"........."

In the remaining half a day, the other two "partners" really saw how much this person could do to death.

Most of the lifeless things were done by him.

But this also let both of them know that the princess will not pose a positive danger to them.

After thinking about it, they also changed their attitude towards the princess.

Shicheng stayed up all day, and finally stayed up until night.

Because of being stared at all the time, he couldn't bring Fu Yuan food in the morning.

...That person won't starve to death, will he?

Shallow guilt spread in the bottom of my heart.

At dinner time, he asked the princess for a take-out box openly.

Su Yangang asked him why in a low voice.

He replied loudly: "I will be hungry at night, so I will have a late-night snack."

Everyone: "..."

People who don't know why think that this person is his mother's favor and pride.

Shi Cheng packed a box of meat and a bowl of rice and returned to the room.

Su Yanang originally wanted to come in to discuss with him, but was driven back by the excuse of "I'm sleepy and I need to go to bed early".

The surroundings finally became quiet again.

Shi Cheng opened the door and entered, the room was bright and majestic, the green plants on the window sill were full of vitality, but the person on the bed was looking at him half dead.

It's like being sucked by that green plant.

Shi Cheng thumped in his heart: "...what's the matter?"

Fu Yu'an sneered: "Do you still remember someone hiding in your room?"

Shi Cheng walked over, opened the packaged meal for him and put it in front of him, coughed twice to hide his guilty conscience: "There was an accident."

"Another accident?" Fu Yu'an couldn't believe it, he was almost starved to death, and this person dismissed him just by accident?

"This time it's true." Shi Cheng pursed his lower lip with a wooden face, "I'm being followed by the princess."

Fu Yu'an looked at him suspiciously: "You were forced to follow? Didn't you take the initiative to go up to find... eh!"

Before he could say the word "beat", someone slapped his mouth hard.

"No." Shicheng smiled, "You still have the strength to speak, you don't look very hungry."

Fu Yuan blinked quickly, indicating that he was wrong.

He's really hungry, and he wants it with his chest stuck to his back!

Shi Cheng let go of his hand and shook it twice: "If you are hungry, eat quickly, and stop talking nonsense."

As he said that, he took away his left hand that had been away from him for a day from his pillow, dipped some water in the toilet paper on the bedside table, wiped it carefully and put it back.

What the hell are you doing?

Fu Yu'an felt a little wronged, he hadn't said anything after being forgotten for a whole day.

Trying to raise his hand, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Hiss, a day has passed, and it still hurts so much.

Just as he was about to get used to it, he saw a hand with a disposable glove holding a chicken leg in front of him.

Fu Yu'an: "?"

"You don't even want to eat chicken legs?" Shi Cheng held up the chicken legs, looked at his expression, and frowned.

How did he remember that he liked this person before?Remember it wrong?

Fu Yu'an looked at him complicatedly, and sighed: "Eat."

Shi Cheng: "Then what's your expression?" It's like taking poison.

"I'm not used to this kind of treatment." Fu Yu'an took his hand and bit the white meat, "I'm afraid you're hiding a knife in your smile, and the food is poisonous, and you'll kill me."

Time City: "..."

It's really fucking like taking poison.

0001 saw a man who could frankly call his own life a dog's life for the first time, and he admired him very much.

So he rewarded the man for his knowledge with a lion's head.

"Well!?"

A huge lion's head was forcibly stuffed into his mouth, and Fu Yu'an was so stretched that he almost burst into tears.

Shi Cheng chuckled, and poked the lion's head inwardly.

Fu Yu'an: "..."

If you don't want to feed him, you can just say it, really, there's no need to be so cruel!

Shicheng said, "Hurry up and eat, I still have things to do."

With teary eyes, Fu Yu'an tried to move his cheeks, and managed to chew.

After swallowing slowly, he asked, "It's late at night, what else do you need?"

Shi Cheng wiped off a drop of juice from his lips with a tissue: "Wear colored contact lenses."

"Oh, Dai..." The voice paused, and suddenly raised two tunes, "What are you talking about?!"

Shi Cheng took the soup and put it on his lips in distaste: "Wearing colored contact lenses, your ears are also affected?"

Fu Yuan's shocked eyes didn't seem to be looking at humans.

After a long while, he resolutely raised his arm, which could not even be lifted while eating, and gently placed it on Shi Cheng's forehead.

Shicheng: "? What are you doing?"

"It's nothing," Fu Yu'an withdrew his hand and murmured, "...I'm not sick either."

Shicheng: "...does this side effect affect your brain so much?"

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Let's congratulate Lao Fu Xiti for the achievement of "being fed" x1!

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