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

Fu Yu'an struggled to move his body, lying on the edge of the bed and staring at Shi Cheng who was sitting in front of the mirror.

He had just heard the reason why this person insisted on wearing colored contact lenses. Although it made sense, he still couldn't bear to look at this person in such a "wretched state".

"If it doesn't work, let's not wear it, shall we?"

Shi Cheng ignored him, didn't even look away, and concentrated on propping his eyelids with his fingers.

Seeing that his eyes were tossed enough, Fu Yu'an couldn't help but continue to murmur.

"I'm serious, wouldn't it be better for you to change the method?"

"Is there an 800-year hatred between you and your eyeball that hasn't been resolved?"

"Can you stop tossing..."

"Can you be quiet?" Shi Cheng couldn't bear it any longer, dragged the contact lenses with one hand, and looked sideways.

His ears were buzzing from someone noisy.

Fu Yu'an blinked: "Look at you, your eyes are all red from your fingers."

"Don't worry about it, the red one is not yours." Shi Cheng said with a cold face, "Why didn't I know you were so talkative before?"

Fu Yu'an smiled: "Isn't this caring about you?"

Shi Cheng sneered lightly: "It's more believable that you said that you want to quarrel and shorten my life."

Fu Yu'an: "Tsk, I have no conscience."

Shi Cheng simply ignored him and continued to fight with the colored contact lenses in his hand.

This color contact lens is really hard to put on. Looking at the time on the display, an hour has passed, and he hasn't even put on the first one yet.

Rao is 0001, so I can't help feeling a little impatient.

"Fu Yu'an," he said, "tell me what you know now."

I just told this person about my discovery in the afternoon, but because he had to concentrate on wearing colored contact lenses, he asked the other person to discuss it with him later.

As a result, in this situation, after he finishes wearing it, it might not be dawn.

Then you can only wear it and listen to it at the same time, it’s better than boil the eagle here by yourself.

Fu Yu'an murmured for a while: "Didn't you want me to be quiet?"

Shi Cheng pursed his lower lip and glanced at him.

Fu Yu'an raised his hand: "Okay, okay, I'll say it."

"Didn't I tell you before that the princess is a good girl?" His voice was low and deep, as if he was listening to the story, "As far as I know, she used to be."

Shi Cheng pondered over the colored contact lenses in his hand, and before waiting for the next sentence, he urged, "Keep talking."

Fu Yu'an: "...Don't you give me any response? How about I tell you a story for free?"

"Why do you have so many things?" Shicheng nodded in disgust, "Understood, you can continue to talk, I will remember to respond to you."

Fu Yu'an closed his eyes, neither angry nor angry, and there was no one to replace him when he got sick.

He let out a breath and continued: "You can't see the information I got in the study before, let me describe to you what I wrote..."

"Wait," Shi Cheng took time out of his busy schedule to take out a small thick book from his waist, "I saw it and didn't finish it, but I roughly understand it."

Fu Yu'an caught his writing in a daze, and then he heard someone's malicious voice next to his ear: "It's well written, work harder next time."

Fu Yu'an: "..."

What is public execution?

This is.

He put away the book that cost him a lot of hair with a blank expression: "In short, these are essays written by the princess I found in the NPC cowhide book in the study. There is no need to doubt the authenticity of this, it is given by the system. clear conditions, without deceit."

Shi Cheng: "That's it."

Fu Yu'an: "... Let me tell you at noon that the diary was definitely not written by the princess, and that's the reason. The words on the cowhide book were written by the princess when she was 15 years old. Compared with the words in the diary at the same age, there is a big discrepancy. .”

Shi Cheng suddenly nodded: "I see."

Fu Yu'an: "And when I was showing you the display screen, for reasons that are inconvenient to talk about now, I think the princess should be a good person."

Shicheng said with emotion: "You are amazing."

Fu Yu'an: "..."

"I don't know if it's my illusion," he said with a fake smile, "Is someone's reaction too exaggerated?"

"You are so difficult to serve." Shicheng resumed his original lukewarm tone, "It is you who should respond, and you are the one who should not be too enthusiastic."

"The princess downstairs is not as delicate as you."

Fu Yu'an was so angry that his heart was blocked.

He didn't catch his breath all of a sudden, coughed for a long time, and because of the pain in his body caused by the cough, he didn't stop for a while.

At this moment, Shi Cheng just managed to poke a colored contact lens into his eye.

Sensing the movement, he couldn't help but lean over, afraid that he would never wake up again if he got angry.

He patted the man on the back lightly: "Cough gently."

After a pause, he said worriedly; "Will you cough up blood? Don't stain the sheets, I will sleep at night."

Fu Yuan's cough got worse.

Are you fucking human?

He doubted whether this man had a conscience.

He raised his head, and was just about to condemn his wolf-hearted behavior, but the words got stuck the moment he met the man's eyes.

...Why are these color contact lenses golden?

Shi Cheng's right eye has already been pierced with a color contact lens, and now the two eyes are red and gold, looking mysterious and dangerous, giving people a particularly strong visual impact.

Fu Yu'an didn't think much about it, and blurted out: "It's so beautiful."

Shi Cheng: "...you really can talk, do you need me to thank you?"

As a man, being praised as beautiful by another man, he doesn't think it's a good thing.

As soon as the beautiful beauty opened her mouth, her cold and noble image was instantly shattered.

Fu Yu'an only felt a "crack" in his ear, and the beautiful illusion was gone.

He came back to his senses, sighed after realizing the reality, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Shicheng, it would be great if you couldn't speak."

In the next second, his neck was strangled.

Shi Cheng's smile didn't reach his eyes: "Come on, say it again."

"I was wrong." Fu Yu'an instantly compromised with reality, "Lie down, it's time for good night."

"Good night, what? I haven't put on my other colored contact lenses, and I haven't sorted out all the messy things today." Shi Cheng let go of his neck, and bent down to take off a colored contact lens.

Fu Yuan grabbed his wrist.

Shi Cheng looked back and cast a questioning gaze.

Fu Yu'an raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to sleep at night?"

Shicheng didn't understand his question: "I must sleep."

The smile on Fu Yu'an's face became more obvious: "Sleeping with colored contact lenses?"

Shicheng hesitated for a moment, and rarely said uncertainly: "No... can I?"

Fu Yuan was speechless for a moment: "...I now not only believe that you have never been married, I also believe that you have never been in a relationship in the past 100 years of your life."

"You can't sleep with colored contact lenses, it will hinder the normal oxygen exchange and metabolism, and it will damage your cornea."

Shi Cheng glanced at the time on the wall: "But now there are only five hours left until tomorrow morning, I think it should be fine to sleep for a while."

"What about farting?" Fu Yuan laughed angrily, "If you wear it to sleep tonight, you will be so uncomfortable that you can't keep your eyes open tomorrow, believe it or not?"

Shi Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at him: "I wear it to sleep tonight, and it won't be affected at all tomorrow, believe it or not?"

Fu Yuan frowned: "I don't believe it."

"Then just watch." Shi Cheng broke free from his shackles, sat back and concentrated on the second eye again, not forgetting to talk about the business, "Why did the princess change so much before and after?"

From a kind and gentle girl to a princess who might eat people, what exactly did a person go through to become like this?

Fu Yu'an said that the princess was 15 years old when she wrote something on the kraft paper, and the current princess is not yet.

How can a person's temperament change drastically in two or three years?

Before he could think too much, Fu Yu'an's sloppy voice came to his ears: "I guess, the princess is dead."

Shi Cheng's hand paused slightly: "Then the current one is a fake?"

"I'm not sure." Fu Yu'an was very honest. "In this world, I dare not say that such things as ghosts and gods really do not exist, so I can't be sure whether the current princess is alive or dead."

If it is a dead person, it is the dead princess who was resurrected for some reason, and the change in temperament can be explained.

If it is a living person, it means that the current princess is a fake, but who is replacing her?

Shi Cheng adjusted the position of the color contact lenses on his fingertips: "If this is related to ghosts and gods, then we should be able to find some tricks at the beginning, just like the last dungeon."

The last dungeon was about a cult, and from the very beginning, we could find clues of witchcraft in various small details.

But this one couldn't find these clues from the beginning, so he was more inclined to the second possibility.

"In your current knowledge, do you say that the princess has any sisters? Sisters and sisters." Shi Cheng asked.

"No." Fu Yuan shook his head, "No matter how you look at it, all the clues suggest that the princess is an only child, and her parents love her very much."

Shi Cheng's eyes were fixed: "How did we know that her parents love her very much?"

Fu Yu'an: "Obviously, from that diary..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Shi Cheng closed his eyes, obviously, Fu Yu'an also thought of it.

Now that I know that the diary was not written by the princess, are the things in the diary true?

Does the princess really live in a happy family?

He couldn't help but think of the painting he saw in the toy room.

The woman in the painting made him feel uncomfortable at the time. Does the queen really love the princess?

While in a trance, Shi Cheng accidentally put on another color contact lens.

Both eyes turned golden, he covered the mirror with satisfaction, washed briefly, and lay down on the bed.

In order to take care of the patients, he did not grab the space of Fu Yuan, who had already occupied two-thirds of the big bed.

But someone seems to never know how to write the words "accept as soon as you see it".

The man dawdled, put his arm against his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Shi Cheng, why were you arrested?"

"Explosion." Shi Cheng said directly without thinking, "Didn't I tell you before?"

Fu Yu'an shook his head: "Is it just an explosion?"

Shi Cheng touched his chin: "Maybe... this is the most serious?"

Fu Yu'an: "...you are quite a legend."

"Then what's your number?"

Shi Cheng squinted his eyes: "Guess?"

He asked him to guess, but Fu Yuan really guessed: "Is the four-digit number?"

Shi Cheng asked without answering, "Do I look like a three-digit number?"

How come you have a sense of superiority in jail?

Fu Yu'an couldn't laugh or cry: "It doesn't look like it, so you are 0002?"

0002?

Shi Cheng pressed his browbones, and casually asked jokingly, "Why didn't you guess 0001?"

"You can't be 0001." Fu Yu'an answered decisively without thinking.

0001 himself was a little puzzled when someone pointed at his nose and said it wasn't 0001: "Why?"

"How dare you impersonate number 0001?" Fu Yuan glanced at him casually, then stared at a certain point blankly, as if in a daze.

Shi Cheng poked him with his elbow, asking him to explain.

Fu Yu'an was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed with some regret: "He died 800 years ago."

Time City: "..."

Time City: "???"

How come I don't know I'm dead?

0001 himself was shocked.

The question marks in his head were spinning quickly, and he stared at Fu Yu'an speechlessly, but the man seemed to have something on his mind, so he didn't notice anything unusual about him.

It took a long time for Fu Yuan's pupils to refocus.

Probably because the moonlight is not too dazzling at the moment, he smiled at Shi Cheng, and rarely took the initiative to say without being stereotyped: "Do you know, I actually had an intersection with 0001 before."

Shi Cheng put on a wooden face.

He really couldn't think of any other expression to face this topic.

"Because of some accident, one of his small knives fell into my hand." Fu Yuan closed his eyes gently, "You have seen that knife before, but it was the one that you cheated and never returned to me."

Shi Cheng's expression was completely blank.

He remembered the knife.

It turned out that the familiar feeling when seeing the knife was not an illusion, it was originally his.

But how did he remember that the knife fell into a certain chamber of commerce by accident?

A guess suddenly appeared, and he said calmly: "How did you get it?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Yu'an looked at him a little strangely.

Shi Cheng thought in his heart that it was bad, he said the wrong thing.

Sure enough, Fu Yu'an looked suspicious: "I bought it from an auction. But I thought you would ask me who 0001 is first."

Shi Cheng's knuckles hanging on the side of his body bent, and he looked at him without guilt: "I'm not interested in him."

Fu Yuan suddenly smiled.

Shi Cheng was cautious: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Fu Yu'an frowned, "Do you think that the number 0001 has overwhelmed you, so you are unhappy?"

0001, who thought he was going to say something shocking, said, "...heh."

He wasn't sick, and he wasn't unhappy because he was being crushed by himself.

Fu Yu'an gave him a comprehensive look, and comforted his eyes: "It's okay, it's normal to be unhappy when you are crushed, I understand you."

Out of sight and out of mind, Shi Cheng simply closed his eyes.

But this person is still chattering: "Don't be unhappy, if you know who 0001 is, you won't be unconvinced."

Shicheng finally couldn't take it anymore: "I'm going to sleep, can you calm down?!"

Fu Yu'an finally stopped, with a bit of aggrieved expression on his face, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't I kindly comfort you?"

Shi Chengxin said that your kindness almost pissed me off.

He gathered the quilt, lay down with his back to this person, and closed his eyes tightly.

Fu Yuan, who was beside him, stared at the back of his head, with the corners of his lips slightly drawn down.

Not right.

The man's reaction to 0001 was not quite right.

Whether it was the indifference at the beginning or the inexplicable and persistent curiosity later, nothing was right.

So strange, it is reasonable to say that he is 0001 himself.

But 0001 is obviously dead.

Or he watched the other party die with his own eyes.

At that time, there were still three years before the completion of Pavesh, but for some reason, the chief military officer of the alliance personally ordered that the number be picked up in advance and given to this person.

It even made the following block all information related to this person, as if to completely erase the existence of the other party from this world.

But how is it possible?

Everyone knew him vigorously when he was born. Although few people knew what his name was and what he looked like, everyone knew of his existence.

Even when he died, it was in the biggest explosion...

No...explosion?

Fu Yu'an suddenly turned his eyes down and looked at the sleeping person beside him.

The man said he got in because of the explosion.

The explosion in 0001 was not caused by this person, right?

However, the information from that year made it clear that the explosion was caused by 0001 himself and sent him to his death on his own initiative.

Shicheng must not have told the truth.

Why did he come in?What does he have to do with 0001?

The man seemed to be full of enigmas.

But Fu Yu'an didn't plan to delve into this issue for the time being, because he had something more to do now.

He took a deep breath, endured the pain all over his body, slowly moved to Shi Cheng's side and lay down, then gently guided him to the lying position, and slowly leaned over...

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When Shi Cheng woke up with his eyes closed, he was in a daze.

He looked at someone who was propped up above his body and focused on opening his eyelids, and almost gritted his teeth.

He has no sense of touch, so he can be tossed up just like this, one can imagine how much this person has gone too far.

"Fuck you," he paused, "what on earth are you trying to do?"

Fu Yu'an's face was no more than half a slap away from him. When he spoke, the other party could clearly feel the breath between his lips and teeth.

Blinking involuntarily: "I'm helping you get the contact lenses."

Time City: "???"

He couldn't hold back anymore, he grabbed the hair on the back of the man's head and moved his head a little higher: "Fuck! Are you sick?!"

There are only a handful of times in Shicheng's life where he swears. Since he met Fu Yu'an, this is already the number of times.

In a way, this guy is also a strange person.

"Hey!" The strange man hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the bed next to his neck, avoiding the tragedy of his hair and scalp being pulled apart, "No, listen to my explanation!"

Shi Cheng's veins popped up on the back of his hand: "Say."

"Wearing colored contact lenses to sleep is really bad for the cornea. You will get stye and inflammation, and it will really hurt." Fu Yu'an's eyes were sincere and persistent, "Be obedient, take them off, I'll put them on for you tomorrow morning."

Shi Cheng silently looked at him for a moment, then closed his eyes.

With such a well-behaved appearance, just when Fu Yu'an thought he had compromised, the other party suddenly sat up, but he himself didn't check and fell to one side.

In the next second, a pillow flew over his head directly covering his face!

Before Fu Yu'an could react, Shi Cheng pressed him back to his own chassis.

He gave a low hiss.

Then I felt that my arm was pulled up and tied to the head of the bed by something.

With a dark face, Shi Cheng tied him up with bandages, checked up and down, and confirmed that he was not good enough to continue being a demon queen. Finally, he sighed as if he was relieved, and lay back with his temples pressed.

His tired voice was murderous: "Fu Yu'an."

Fu Yu'an was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered. He was tied up for unknown reasons. Now that his head was pressed by the pillow, he could only answer in a muffled voice, "Huh?"

"If you make trouble with me again," Shi Cheng slowed down his voice, "I'll kill you."

Fu Yu'an: "..."

The author has something to say:

"On Fu's obsession with not being able to wear colored contact lenses to sleep"

"On how much 0001 wants to kill Fu Mou"

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