After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

The rainy weather finally eased and it stopped raining.

But there are always heavy black clouds falling in the sky, making people feel oppressed and suffocated uncontrollably.

Seeing Chu Yan looking out of the window with a frowning expression, Song Zhuo also faintly felt uneasy.

Recently, Chu Yan's mental state has been very poor, which is visible to the naked eye.

This was completely different from the bright and cheerful young man he had known before.

And it all started from the moment I brought him back.

Song Zhuo knew that what he did was wrong, but he really couldn't control his nature and instinct.

The nature of the virus is to occupy and plunder, how can he watch the person he wants rush to the arms of others without hesitation.

Chu Yan lay listlessly on the bed, her messy hair covering her eyes.

He stared blankly at the shackles on his wrists, without a trace of life, and there was no desire to take off the cold iron shackles in his eyes.

He looked there, as if he was just looking for a foothold for his gaze.

Song Zhuo walked over with complicated emotions, bent down, and gently lifted the bangs that blocked Chu Yan's sight.

Chu Yan looked up at him, and then quickly looked away. From the beginning to the end, there was no trace of luster in his eyes.

Song Zhuo's heart ached.

He took out a key from his pocket, and carefully unfastened the shackles on Chu Yan's wrist.

It's not about letting him go, it's just that it's time for their daily walks together.

After Chu Yan came here, Song Zhuo specially arranged a large indoor garden and orchard for Chu Yan, simulating the natural ecosystem in the house.

Flowers in a real greenhouse.

In the past, Chu Yan was happy to go out to catch his breath.

But today, for some reason, facing the invitation to take a walk together, Chu Yan just shook his head in rejection.

Song Zhuo stood there stiffly, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more magnified. He felt that something was out of his control, was being destroyed, and crumbled.

The lifeless Chu Yan, the lifeless ancient pagoda, and such a lifeless world.

When Chu Yan first came here, he didn't fit in here.

And now, they have merged into one.

Song Zhuo was restless like a child.

And Chu Yan raised his wrist, motioning for him to handcuff himself again.

Facing Chu Yan's behavior, Song Zhuo's heart became even heavier.

It was he himself who changed this person.

It was his own hands that destroyed him bit by bit.

It was obvious that the pain in his heart was like being filled with lead, but Song Zhuo didn't show it at all on his face.

He caressed Chu Yan's forehead hair, and said to him tenderly: "Hey, I won't torture you anymore."

After hearing what he said, there was neither sadness nor joy in Chu Yan's eyes, she just turned her head slightly, and closed her eyes with tight brows.

Song Zhuo stayed where he was at a loss.

He could only gently cover Chu Yan with the quilt, then walked out of the room very lightly, and slowly closed the door.

The moment he left, Chu Yan's eyes finally showed ecstasy uncontrollably!

He can finally say goodbye to this shackle!

He was finally one step closer to the goal of escape!

Help!Why is he so witty!Why is it so good! (Caught in meaningless self-promotion)

After winning the goal in the first stage, Chu Yan cheered himself up by wildly praising himself.

In fact, when Song Zhuo covered him with the quilt just now, his palms were sweating nervously, for fear that he would accidentally discover something.

Fortunately, the man helped him cover the quilt and left, and didn't find anything wrong with him.

After winning the first stage, Chu Yan began to plan how to carry out the next step.

What he urgently needs to do now is to find a way to know where he is, and find a way to convey this information to the administration, so that Xing Yuan can find him as soon as possible.

...However, whether Xing Yuan is willing to take care of him is still unknown.

But even if he doesn't care, Chu Yan will not give up on his own survival.

Of course, in order for Song Zhuo to lower his vigilance and guard against him, he will also try his best to set up a depressed person during the investigation process.

I have been in the Space-Time Administration for so long, and I haven't learned anything else, but my acting skills have really improved a lot.

Maybe after he goes back, he will be a mature tasker.

......

Song Zhuo specially found a psychiatrist to look after him.

This psychiatrist is already very old, like an old pedant. It can be seen that he should have looked good when he was young. The years have left grooves on his face, but it has also brought him a mature charm.

According to what he said, Song Zhuo wanted to find a psychiatrist with an ugly appearance at first, but the psychiatrist said that the doctors here are very comfortable in appearance, and strive to bring aesthetic enjoyment to the patients even if they can’t bring them spiritual treatment. , Steady profit without loss.

Chu Yan was actually very nervous about his arrival.

He didn't know if his trick could fool this psychiatrist who seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Hope he doesn't shoot himself in the foot.

The psychiatrist was named Bai Wennan, and when he knocked on the door with a friendly smile, Chu Yan was reading a book.

What was written in the book, Chu Yan didn’t read a single word. With his current reading status, he could see "Grandpa and grandma gave me my favorite Xi Zhilang" as "Xi Zhilang gave my favorite food to my grandpa and grandma" .

Fortunately, Bai Wennan was not aggressive at all. He just picked up a bench and sat opposite Chu Yan, and asked him calmly, "Young man, what are you looking at?"

This kind of routine is generally to use a nonsense to stir up the conversation between two people, so that they can establish a basic interpersonal relationship.

Chu Yan didn't answer, but showed him the cover of the book.

He just pretended to read a book, and he didn't care what the book said.

The book was called Les Miserables.

Bai Wennan looked at Chu Yan's slender wrist and pale face, and preliminarily judged that his current condition is definitely not very good.

Of course, he felt that there should be no normal people in this ancient pagoda, and they all had mental illnesses to some extent.

Pity the young man.

Bai Wennan asked with a smile: "Can you put down the book in your hand, let's have a chat?"

Chu Yan didn't intend to embarrass him, so he obediently put the book aside, put his hands on his lap, and looked calmly and seriously.

Bai Wennan liked patients with such a good attitude very much, but then he thought about it again, the people staying here basically have no human rights, because this place is still dominated by Song Zhuo in essence, and the people here are at most only It can be regarded as his accessory.

So maybe this young man's cuteness was also forced out by this kind of ghost place.

Thinking of it this way, Bai Wennan's eyes showed a bit of distressed emotion.

He was planning to go through the psychotherapy procedure and induced Chu Yan to talk about his spiritual problems step by step. Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Chu Yan took the initiative to ask him a question: "I haven't seen you before." , Where are you from?"

After all, since he came here, he has only seen the lifeless people in Guta, but he has never seen such a kind psychiatrist.

Bai Wennan's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said frankly to him: "I was forced to come here from another world. To be honest, I was panicked when I first came here, but the owner here is willing to give me dollars, not to mention I don’t think it’s important where I am treated, as long as there are people who need me, I’m willing to go there, and he promised that as long as I work hard, he will send me back to the original world.”

I have to say that this psychiatrist is really big-hearted. He is so calm after being pulled into another world. Didn't he ever think that he might not be able to go back?

Chu Yan lowered his eyes, looked at the window three meters away from him, and said seemingly unintentionally: "Then do you know how Song Zhuo brought you here?"

Bai Wennan said that he didn't know either, he only knew that he had already cleared the table and prepared to cook, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and then he came here.

Chu Yan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up slightly, his eyes revealed some sinister emotions, and he just stared at him silently.

Bai Zhinan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed.

He has been practicing for decades, and this is the first time he has been frightened by his patients.

Chu Yan didn't know how to create a terrifying atmosphere, but the weather outside the ancient pagoda seemed to be very suitable for him. The originally cloudy weather suddenly blew up with strong winds and thunderstorms, screaming like a ghost, and the whole world was stained with despair. color.

The curtain was lifted high by the gust of wind that leaked from the gap, Chu Yan folded his hands and put them under his chin, looking at Bai Wennan with heavy eyes, ready to start his journey of instigating rebellion.

He asked coolly: "Doctor, do you really think that you can go back after you cure my illness?"

Bai Wennan was actually not very confident himself, but when he heard Chu Yan speak to him in such an interrogating tone, his back finally broke out in cold sweat.

Bai Wennan tried his best to stabilize his mind, grinning stiffly and said: "China...Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people."

His voice was very soft, like talking to himself, and he looked very unconfident.

Chu Yan leaned back on the chair freely, and his sitting posture was no longer so regular. In the thunder and lightning, his face flickered, his chin slightly raised, as if he had changed into a different person.

Chu Yan sarcastically said: "He is not a Chinese, he is a virus, a virus that is not bound by any space."

He spread his hands, and said helplessly to Bai Wennan: "It's a pity, if you really cured my illness here, he might not let you go, but praise you After a while, I will send you to die."

Hearing this, Bo Wennan's body trembled in fright, but he still insisted: "You are quite interesting, you are not scaring me, are you?"

Chu Yan smiled strangely: "I never scare people."

You guessed it, he's just scaring people right now.

But even if he was scary, he was scary for a reason.

Chu Yan said to him: "To be honest, I was also kidnapped by Song Zhuo. Since I got here, he never thought of taking me back."

"But I'm not worried at all, because my immediate boss cherishes every one of his subordinates very much, and he must be trying to find me now."

"But you have seen me now. If you are set free, you will always be a hidden danger. Do you think that a sinister person like Song Zhuo will return you back to your world intact?"

The weather outside the window was extremely lively with lightning and thunder, and it was like an atmosphere group, howling and heartbreaking, but the effect was achieved, the purpose was achieved, and the effect of bluffing people was achieved!

Hearing what he said, Bai Wennan felt that he couldn't sit on the bench anymore, and almost fell to the ground.

In short, the two of them, one willing to bluff and the other to believe, quickly reached a cooperation agreement and established a profound revolutionary friendship.

......

"My lord, Chu Yan is now under my treatment, and is often willing to go out for a walk."

After Song Zhuo listened to his report, the expression on his face was slightly relieved.

Then, Bai Wennan changed the topic: "But! But in my treatment, I found that the patient seems to have a strong defense against you. Whenever you appear, he will have arrhythmia, nervousness, headache and other nerves. Although the reaction is cruel, if possible, I hope you can minimize the frequency of your appearance in front of the patient."

Seeing his two-level reversal operation, before Song Zhuo had time to lick the corner of his mouth slightly, his mood fell into a trough again.

The psychiatrist in front of him that he took so much trouble to bring back instantly turned into an image of a quack doctor, and he even felt that bringing him back might be a wrong decision.

But Bai Wennan said to him solemnly: "My lord, if I don't intervene in time, the patient is very likely to become severely depressed, and there is a high possibility of self-harm behavior at that time, and it will be difficult to intervene at that time." Very big.

Song Zhuo's hand resting on the table slowly clenched into a fist.

He closed his eyes, full of hostility, and seemed to use a lot of stamina to control his emotions.

In the end, he could only choke out a weak sentence: "Okay, I see."

In the end, he threatened again: "You'd better treat him with all your strength, and if something unexpected happens, don't even think about your brain."

Bai Wennan thought to himself, if he doesn't understand, just ask, what kind of feudal dynasty has he entered now?

Now he even wants to raise his arms and shout out - princes and generals, it's better to be kind!

But he only dared to punch hard in his heart. In reality, he only dared to say submissively in the face of this big virus: "I...I understand."

......

Song Zhuo actually listened to Bai Wennan's advice, and after that day, the number of times he appeared in front of Chu Yan could be counted on one hand.

But...he also developed the bad habit of peeping.

Chu Yan painfully felt the scorching light behind him, and asked Bai Wennan next to him in a breathless voice: "Why do I feel my back is burning, is he looking at me... "

Bai Wennan also wanted to cry but said without tears: Feng, "Yes, yes."

So, when Bai Wennan asked Song Zhuo to reduce this shameful peeping behavior, the other party suddenly became furious: "Are you bluffing me! I'm not close to him anymore, do you still want to What do you want me to do!"

Bai Wennan trembled, and promised.

He was thinking: a man in love is terrible...

However, even in such a critical moment, the two of them suddenly discovered that Song Zhuo was not at home one night! !

Chu Yan and Bai Wennan took each other's hands silently, looked at each other with tears in their eyes, looked at each other without saying a word, just shook them heavily, both of them saw themselves in each other's eyes.

According to Bai Wennan, Song Zhuo would wear it for an hour every night in his study, not knowing what he was doing.

And during the so-called psychotherapy, Chu Yan often wandered out of the study room from time to time at Bai Wennan's request.

After going back and forth, the two of them made a major discovery.

That is, the wall thickness of Song Zhuo's study and the outside of the study are not the same.

The inner cavity of the study can only occupy two-thirds of the wall.

That is to say, there may be a mystery hidden in Song Zhuo's study.

Chu Yan decided to go in and have a look.

In order to prevent the elderly Bai Wennan from getting involved in danger, Chu Yan thought about it and decided to go to explore the road by himself.

Bai Wennan was worried, but when he thought that Song Zhuo was pampering Chu Yan when facing him, and facing himself was like facing a poor labor force who was easy to exploit. Thinking about it this way, if something happened to him, he would really be okay. Must be able to survive.

To be honest, he really didn't dare to go in.

Therefore, he looked at Chu Yan full of guilt and apology.

Chu Yan didn't blame him. After all, he was the one who got him involved from the very beginning. He could have treated his illness honestly, and then packed up and went home.

All in all, Chu Yan went to Song Zhuo's study alone.

The door lock is very tight, but fortunately Chu Yan is a locksmith with strong lockpicking skills. When he was young, he was often locked by mischievous classmates, so he developed a very mature lockpicking system since he was a child. Impossible to be imprisoned, a rare lockpicking genius.

He took out a hard steel card from his pocket, and then began to fight against the lock with all his might.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

After the door was pushed open with a "click", Chu Yan was extremely nervous.

On several rows of bookshelves with rotten wooden blocks, there are all kinds of old and old books. Their covers are like a large magic circle, which looks very mysterious.

Chu Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked in nervously.

Contrary to what he had imagined, Song Zhuo's study actually looked very simple, but he almost rummaged through every book, and it looked dilapidated, which shows that he can't make a fool of himself when reading books.

Chu Yan looked along the rows of bookshelves, and when he reached the last row, he saw something that caught his attention——

Xing Yuan's portrait.

Don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that he has any deformed love for Xing Yuan.

Because this portrait is full of knife marks, every knife expresses this person's deep hatred for Xing Yuan.

In the middle of the eyebrows of Xing Yuan's portrait, there is a sharp knife inserted.

Looking at such a portrait, Chu Yan felt a little distressed.

It's okay, when he goes back, prepare a portrait of Song Zhuo for Xing Yuan, and let him stab, knife and chop at will.

... If, he can go back.

Realizing the negative thoughts in his heart, Chu Yan quickly knocked on the head to stop himself.

He wanted to look for clues in another direction, but the poor and broken portrait always held an inexplicable attraction to him.

He slowly moved closer, attracted by Xing Yuan's deep eyes in the portrait.

The knife was stuck between his eyebrows, which looked rather obtrusive. Chu Yan tried it, trying to pull it out, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the knife wouldn't budge.

Finally, he decided to change his mind. According to the formula of "twist, lick, and soak again", if you can't pull out a knife, or...

Before he could come up with an idea, Chu Yan tried to turn the handle of the knife with his hand.

This time it worked wonders!

The miraculous effect is that his hands are sore...

Just when he was frowning and didn't know how to deal with the knife, the wall blocking him was slowly opened in front of him!

Chu Yan opened his big eyes that had never seen the world, and started his grandma Liu's journey into the Grand View Garden.

The general configuration of this secret room is a bit like the main god's space. Anyway, it is very different from the classical European style outside. It's like traveling back to the year before last and coming to a laboratory with advanced technology.

There are also consoles and monitors here.

Boldly, he stretched his head, looking back and forth on the monitor screen.

Where exactly is the point here?

Chu Yan didn't know.

However, this confusion did not last long.

Because he saw Xing Yuan's figure.

......

Xing Yuan was wearing a tight and rigorous uniform, and his eyes were scorching the basic information of this high negative value world.

There is no breath of Song Zhuo.

He Hui stood beside him with worried eyes, helped him hold the leather coat, and said worriedly: "Xing Yuan, you have been spinning like this for many days, even if you are the main god, you can't bear it. "

Xing Yuan put his fist against his lips and coughed dryly a few times, then frowned and said, "I'm fine."

He Hui gritted his teeth and said: "Xing Yuan, if you insist on looking for him, it's fine, you give me this task, and I can complete it for you!"

At this moment, Xing Yuan looked at the gray sky in the distance.

At that moment, Chu Yan's heart suddenly trembled.

What he looked at was his own direction.

Without his knowledge, Xing Yuan had already met Chu Yan's eyes.

There was deep sadness in his eyes.

He murmured softly, "But I miss him."

Miss him?

miss who.

I... me?

Chu Yan's eyes were full of disbelief.

His fingers gently traced Xing Yuan's face, his eyes full of tenderness.

He also whispered: "Wait for me, wait for me to come back..."

Just when his mood was extremely warm, a cold voice came from the wall door behind him.

Chu Yan's body froze in an instant, and he turned his head slowly mechanically, his eyes trembling violently.

The voice said coldly: "What are you doing here?"