The suitability of the fishing system and the uncle attack

"I don't know where he went," Shen Qingchi said. "At first I thought he would come back, so I asked you to help find his biological parents. I thought that if he came back one day, he would be able to return to his biological parents." , It’s better to live with them than to be alone.”

Shen Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was judging the authenticity of this sentence.

Shen Qingchi didn't observe his reaction, he was thinking about something else - with Shen Fang's contacts, it has been so long, but there is still no news about the original owner's biological parents.

Sure enough, Shen Fang said at the next moment: "Zhou Wangyan's adoptive parents have passed away. They died in an accident. Because of the long time, it is impossible to verify whether they are related to Shen Qingchi by blood. I haven't told you before. I want to find out more Find out, in case they are not Shen Qingchi's biological parents, I will tell you this news, but it will make you sad."

Shen Qingchi let out a "hmm".

Then he felt something strange, isn't Shen Fang's thinking quite clear?

"So, you are really not Shen Qingchi," Shen Fang hugged him tighter, "Then who are you, can you tell me?"

Shen Qingchi was extremely hesitant. It's not that he didn't dare to say it, but he was afraid that Shen Fang wouldn't believe it. He thought for a moment, and finally said: "Then if I tell you an explanation that goes beyond common sense, will you believe me?"

"That depends on how unreasonable your 'beyond common sense' is," Shen Fang said, "If you tell me that you are an experimental subject developed by alien life and delivered to the earth by UFO, I will not believe it .”

Shen Qingchi: "..."

For a moment, he couldn't judge whether it was more outrageous to wear books or invade the earth with alien life.

He took a deep breath, and decided to tell the whole story of his experience - anyway, he said, as for whether Shen Fang believes it or not, that is his own business.

"Actually, it's because I read a novel," Shen Qingchi said cautiously, "The name of that novel is "After the Return of the True Young Master". Shen Qingchi."

"Fiction?" Shen Fang clearly had a fever, but he could still think, "You mean, there is a character named Shen Qingchi in the book with the same name and surname as you, and after you read this novel, you...transmigrated into the book. Li? Become the Shen Qingchi in the book?"

Shen Qingchi nodded: "To be precise, after I finished reading the novel, I accidentally fell off the bed in the dormitory, hit my head, and then passed through the book."

"Through the book..." Shen Fangzai rubbed the word carefully, "So you want to say that in fact, we are all characters in the book, only you don't belong here, you are an 'outsider'?"

Shen Qingchi was amazed by his ability to understand, unexpectedly he could guess that he was wearing a book, and he could also realize that "I am a character in the book".

He nodded vigorously.

Shen Fang thought for two seconds, then chuckled.

Shen Qingchi lost face a little bit.

So you don't believe it at all!

Shen Fang laughed so hard that he coughed. He turned his head to the side, covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed for a while before he stopped. I don't know if it was because of weakness or something else, but he sighed with relief: "You are not Shen Qingchi. ah……"

He had repeated this sentence for the third time, and Shen Qingchi couldn't keep up with his train of thought, let alone understand what he meant by breathing a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing you're not Shen Qingchi," Shen Fang put his face on his shoulder, and murmured softly in his ear, "If it was him, it would be impossible for me to fall in love with you, and it would be impossible for me to lay hands on him. "

Shen Qingchi understood that "he" should refer to the original owner, and according to the original owner's personality, it was indeed impossible to be together with Shen, perhaps, he didn't even know what love was.

"If it's me, can I do it?" Shen Qingchi asked.

"You invited me on your own initiative," Shen Fang kissed the side of his neck lightly, because of the fever, his lips were hot and his breath was hot as well, and he gasped slightly, "I used to think that you could live very well without me Okay, so I want to give everything for you, but now I've changed my mind - I'm not going to let you go away like this, you have to stay and make it up to me."

Shen Qingchi didn't know if he was talking nonsense after drinking, sick talking, or telling the truth, he inserted his fingers into his hair, and gently combed his hair: "But uncle, we only knew each other after all our calculations. Three months."

"Is three months very short?" Shen Fang raised his head, his face was pale, he obviously had a fever and drank alcohol, but there was no trace of blood on his face, "The longest cat I have ever raised has only been raised for three months. "

Shen Qingchi stopped with his fingertips: "So uncle treats me like a cat all the time?"

"If I don't treat you like a cat, how can I forgive you for the crimes you committed?" Shen Fang looked at him with somewhat blurred eyes, "Even if it's a kitten, it can't bully its master like this and use my feelings so recklessly. sad."

Shen Qingchi didn't say anything.

Shen Fang seemed to be getting weaker, his voice was getting weaker and weaker, there was an unconcealable tiredness between his brows, the antipyretic medicine was taking effect, there was a little sweat on his forehead, and his breath became more and more unstable: "Qingchi, don't leave me. "

"Obviously you made up your own mind and wanted to leave me behind," Shen Qingchi stroked his ear, feeling that his ear was very hot, "I never planned to just walk away, every time it was uncle who pushed me away first , This time it's even more extreme, wanting to pave the way for me with my own death, how can a shit-shoveling officer do such a thing?"

"Shit shoveler?" Shen Fang coughed again, but his mood seemed to be better than before, "But you obviously deliberately pretended not to understand my confession, how do you want me to believe that you are sincere to me?"

After being reminded by him, Shen Qingchi recalled that he once lied to Shen Fang to say "I like you", and pretended to be innocent, and his eyes became a little strange for a moment - Shen Fang even remembered this, really drunk?

I'm afraid I'm not playing him.

"If I didn't mean it, I would have run away while you were in a coma," Shen Qingchi said convincingly, "I pretended to be weak and tricked you into taking me in, but you also drew inferences and tricked me into being soft-hearted to you, didn't you? Can we just talk about it? Ping, don't bring up old accounts again?"

The bad things he has done, there is no end to the day and night.

The little cat is very self-aware, and tries to get away with it so that the shit-shoveling officer will not bother him anymore, but a certain shit-shoveling officer who is obsessed with cats actually agrees: "Okay, but..."

Shen Qingchi didn't want to hear but.

Even if he didn't want to listen, Shen Fang still wanted to continue: "But you have to promise me that you won't lie to me again in the future."

"Then you have to promise me that you will not be so disrespectful to your body in the future, and you are not allowed to make up your own mind without discussing anything with me." Shen Qingchi bargained.

"...Okay, I'll listen to you." Shen Fang seemed very tired and had no energy to fight him for a few more rounds. His brows were wrinkled and his breathing became more messy. "Qing Chi, I feel bad."

Shen Qingchi touched his forehead, felt the sweat on his hands, and went to test his pulse, feeling his heartbeat was frighteningly fast, he couldn't help being startled: "Lie down quickly."

He felt bad, and thought that Shen Fang drank alcohol at night, and he gave him antipyretics just now, so there won't be any adverse reactions, right?

He couldn't help becoming nervous, and instantly put all the topic behind him: "Uncle, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need..." Shen Fang panted, closed his eyelids, and couldn't open them, "The effect of the antipyretic medicine...it will be fine in a while."

"Wait for me a moment," Shen Qingchi hurried to the bathroom and threw a warm towel, and came back to wipe the sweat off Shen Fang's forehead, "Apart from fever and shortness of breath, is there any other discomfort?"

Shen Fang shook his head.

He insisted not to go to the hospital, Shen Qingchi had no choice but to back down a step: "If the fever has not subsided after half an hour, go to the hospital, okay?"

Shen Fang was a little unconscious, and said in a daze, "Yes."

He was mentally exhausted to the extreme, and he had no more strength to support himself, and fell into a drowsy sleep in a daze.

Shen Qingchi stood by and kept wiping his forehead. He heard Shen Fang's heavy breathing gradually eased and stabilized.

Under the effect of antipyretics, his high fever did drop a bit, and his body was no longer frighteningly hot. Shen Qingchi heaved a sigh of relief, and sat on the edge of the bed holding his hand.

Shen Fang's condition stabilized a bit, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed, followed by a sense of exhaustion, which made his brain a little dizzy.

So Shen Fang... Do you believe what he said?

His uncle's reaction was a bit unexpected. He didn't know if it was because of his illness. He acted too calmly, which made him feel unreal.

He has realized that he is a "character in the book", and he can still talk to him as an "outsider" so calmly, and even tell him not to abandon himself, Shen Fang... If it wasn't for his confusion after drinking, I am afraid that I have already made mental preparations.

But Shen Qingchi didn't think that Shen Fang could guess in advance that he was the so-called "book wearer". The reason why he was so calm was probably due to his "mental preparation" and "I like him no matter what".

Whether he is a book walker, someone else, or really an alien life, Shen Fang will not change his mind.

Knowing that he is not Shen Qingchi, but an outsider whose name, identity, and purpose are unknown, she still likes him.

Even if he is prepared that the other party may not give him any response, he still has to pay wishful thinking and fulfill him.

What kind of feeling is this?

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was self-sacrificing.

Shen Qingchi was in a complicated mood, he felt a little guilty, and stretched out his hand to push back Shen Fang's sweaty hair, and stared at his sleeping face.

At this time, Shen Fang didn't look uncomfortable. Even in his sleep, his brows were furrowed. He couldn't help but put his fingertips on the center of the other's brows, rubbing gently, trying to smooth out the wrinkles.

He once considered, if he really couldn't return to his own world, how likely was it to live with Shen Fang.

It's better, he just obeyed him and recognized him as a "shit shovel officer".