The protagonist wants to steal my script again

After chatting with No. 05, it was No. 06.

An Minghui really wanted to finish meeting these people as soon as possible, because he wanted to end the game as soon as possible, otherwise he would have to sleep outside for an extra day if it was delayed for one more day.

After so many worlds, especially after being here, he knows some people too well.

Some people are honest with him, but they are quite ruthless towards themselves. Even if they don’t die a second time, they won’t be missing arms or broken legs——and they specifically told him not to go out at night, which is really frustrating. He was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

It stands to reason that staying out all night like last night should be enough to show his attitude, but he is still a little worried.

When he retracted his thoughts, he also stood in front of the door of Room 06.

"Can I go in now?" He stood at the door and asked while knocking on the door.

Soon, a calm sentence came from the room: "Come in."

After entering the room, looking at the man who obviously had the posture of a prisoner, but still had a great bearing, An Ming wanted to laugh for no reason, but felt that he couldn't laugh out loud.

Sometimes it is not a good thing to be too familiar with each other, because once you know too much, it will be easy to see through whether the other party is really calm or pretending to be calm.

That's not right, it's the first time they've met, so there should be no such thing as familiarity or familiarity.

So he smiled and praised: "Your Excellency has such a magnanimity, you can be included in calligraphy and painting of literati."

It was just a simple sentence, but the man looked like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle, his calm demeanor suddenly collapsed, his hands clenched into fists, and he lowered his head to avoid An Minghui's gaze.

He heard No. 06 tremblingly saying: "What kind of literati calligraphy and paintings are all sour things, I don't care."

"Really?" An Ming replied noncommittally, walked into the room familiarly and sat down on the spot, and then looked up and down on No. 06, "Are there no scars on your body?"

With a soft snort, No. 06 replied: "Of course I won't make something so difficult to see for myself."

"That's pretty good. People have to be kind to themselves when they live." After saying this with emotion, An Minghui recalled some things in the past, and couldn't help but feel a little bit embarrassed, "I asked others before, if I knew how to leave early in the morning Will he regret meeting me until the end, he told me no at the time, do you think he still thinks so now?"

"Of course." It seemed that he was dissatisfied with his question, and the tone of No. 06's answer sounded rather displeased, "Since I said I don't regret it at the beginning, how can there be any reason to regret it later?"

"That would be great." He nodded, and the gentle smile on his face was exactly the same as before, clean and pure, which made people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts. "At that time, I left in a hurry. I haven't had time to reply to him. I think you and his temper are quite similar, why don't I trouble you to be a listener once and listen to my nagging?"

"...what are you trying to say?"

"I want to tell him that I really want to visit the garden he mentioned, and I am willing to marry him, but the title of queen is still open to discussion." After saying this, An Minghui thought for a while, and smiled again. Then added, "There is another sentence, 'Don't be sad, Brother An also likes you very much'."

No. 06 did not reply for a long time.

When he spoke again, when he heard the man speak with a slight nasal tone, An Minghui knew that he had made him cry again.

An Minghui could see that even though the few people in the front line were equally restless, most of them were able to pretend to be calm, but it was harder for the people in the back to suppress their emotions—probably because of the time interval It's still short, and some emotions haven't settled down yet.

No. 06 said: "One word from a gentleman is hard to follow."

"Well, I will never go back on my word. That's all I want to say. Is there anything else you want to talk to me about? My time is a bit tight. If possible, I want to meet everyone I need to see as soon as possible." An Minghui I spoke out my plan very frankly, and in order to prevent the person I was talking with from feeling that I was being perfunctory, I added a special sentence, "Because I finish the things here earlier, I can fulfill some promises earlier, always It doesn’t feel good to be in debt.”

——And he also wanted to meet No. 09 as soon as possible, and then sit down and carefully calculate the bills for this period of time, and clarify some unclear things one by one.

Both of them pretended to be confused, and it was ridiculous to talk like this, and No. 06 obviously didn't mean to pierce the last layer of window paper, so he laughed: "Heh... leave if you want Well, anyway, I just happened to be in a hurry to collect debts."

Talking pretentiously like this is not comfortable at all, it's better to end early and good morning like this person said.

The process of reaching a consensus was much smoother than An Minghui imagined, so he smiled knowingly, and simply got up and left.

Arriving at No. 07, although he was mentally prepared, An Minghui was a little scared when he entered the door.

Because the man was struggling desperately, wanting to break free from the chains on his hands and feet, and at the same time staring at him with his head up, his eyes couldn't be ignored even through the mask.

This reaction was more intense than An Minghui had imagined, so he could only walk forward quickly, bent down and hugged Mr. No. 07 who was emotional, and said patiently: "Okay, don't move, I'm here Well, if you try again, your wrist will be worn out."

Hearing his voice, No. 07 seemed to have finally completely collapsed. He knelt on the ground and desperately pressed his only movable head against his chest, repeating the apology with tears in his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry……"

A transparent liquid slipped down from the bottom of the mask drop by drop, some of it got on No. 07's body, and some of it wet An Minghui's clothes.

Alois...

"It's okay, don't be sad, what is there to apologize for? Isn't everything fine now?"

It looks like Mr. Stubborn Genius is really freaking out.

Helplessly stroking No. 07's back slowly, An Minghui really didn't expect that this would be the one who reacted the most.

"I guess the person who made you so sad should have said something. He should have said that he will definitely give you a good result and will come back one day." An Minghui raised his hand and touched No. 07 And the frayed wrist, and turned to touch the little burn marks on the edge of the mask next to the man's forehead, and sighed helplessly, "You shouldn't be such a crying person before, right?"

Strictly speaking, he is a person who can't cry at all, and there is really no way for those things to happen afterwards.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't be responsible, but when An Minghui saw No. 07 clinging to him like this and couldn't stop crying, he always had the illusion that he was bullying someone.

He took a half step back and immediately felt No. 07's resistance, so he said, "Okay, okay, listen to me, if you don't cry, I'll give you a reward, okay?"

"award?"

She still speaks with a nasal voice, just like a child, if someone else sees her, she will lose her face.

Thinking of this, An Minghui still nodded with a smile: "Yes, if you don't cry, you will be rewarded, and you will do what you say."

After about half a minute, finally no more tears fell from under the mask to the ground.

"You did a good job, then I should honor the agreed reward."

After finishing speaking, An Minghui suddenly moved closer until the distance between the heads of the two seemed to be only a few centimeters. He suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the mask on No. 07's face slightly, and then kissed the mask that was just right. The exposed lips.

Almost in a daze for a moment, No. 07 took the initiative to deepen the kiss, and even every time An Minghui showed his intention to stop here, he would persevere in chasing him and continue to entangle the other party passionately.

At the end, both of them were out of breath, but An Minghui resolutely rejected the other party's intention to continue, and put the raised mask back into place.

"That's it." He tapped No. 07's head, indicating that he couldn't keep pestering him any longer. "I have other things to do today, and don't you also have something to reflect on?"

Such as suicide, and suicide, and suicide.

Every time I try to persuade him, I hope that this person can live a better life after I leave, but it seems that every time I don’t succeed—the two who don’t have any scars on their bodies are to be determined. , save it for later.

"..." No. 07 closed his mouth peacefully, probably because he felt guilty when he mentioned this, but he couldn't help it because of some deep-rooted occupational diseases, "Combined with the human body's safety emotional threshold and Negative emotion scale calculation ..." After you left, the possibility of me still being able to survive normally is infinitely close to zero.

But he couldn't finish the second half of the sentence, because An Minghui asked lightly: "We finally met, are you going to quarrel with me with those complicated things?"

"...No." Realizing that he seemed to have said something wrong again, No. 07 bowed his head and apologized obediently, "I'm sorry."

An Minghui was amused by this expression of extreme desire to survive, and stopped putting on a serious expression, and said with a smile: "That's good, I'll go to the next room first, remember to reflect on yourself."

The author has something to say: Off topic:

I didn’t think so when I wrote it at the beginning, but after I went back and took a look in the comment area, I realized that the operation of Anbao’s last image in the last chapter has a sense of sight

Friends who have played the Gu Jian series may have the impression that it is the famous scene of Gu Jian Er thanking someone "Don't worry about being a teacher, come back and make up for you"

Thinking about Alois’s misery, he was patched up for nothing, so this chapter gives some sweetness