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A bright light flashed in the room.

Lu Shisan sat on the head of the bed, and his head was a little heavy because of drunkenness.

He looked at the woman sitting by the bed, slightly ecstatic until the other party fed the white porridge to his lips, and said softly: "Drink some warm porridge to warm your stomach."

"I'll do it myself."

Lu Shisan blinked his eyes and reached out to take the spoon and white porridge from her hand.

Su Jiu didn't force himself, or he was just pretending.

She withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes, and gently stroked the hem of her wrinkled skirt with her fingertips.

The room was in silence.

The sound of Lu Shisan chewing and swallowing slightly became particularly clear.

It lasted until he finished the last bite of white porridge. A woman's cold voice came from her ears and asked, "Do you want to change your life?"

Lu Shisan tightened his hand with the bowl, calm down on his face, and said lightly: "Now I have lost my memory, what is the difference between a different life?"

He put the spoon into the bowl and lifted the quilt to get up.

Su Jiu turned his head and raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much benefit has she given you?"

With a sudden sentence, Lu Shisan shook his hands and the bowl and spoon fell to the ground.

A click!

Both are broken!

Lu Shisan was still holding the ground with one foot. He looked down at the fragments on the ground, but his heart felt bitter.

It was obviously a bowl and spoon, but why did he feel that his heart was broken after trying hard to piece it together?

Shaoqing then replied in a low voice: "...I don't know what you are talking about, who is she? What's the benefit."

As long as he is given a way out, everyone can possess him and use him.

It’s so difficult to live, what other benefits are there?

Su Jiu looked at him quietly for a moment before asking lightly: "Do you want to go home?"

Home?

Where does he have a home?

Lu Shisan looked at Su Jiu quietly, but still did not admit it, but asked with a confused look on his face: "Is that home in Dongling Continent? You know, I don't have the same old ones..."

"Lu Xian."

Su Jiu spoke indifferently, which made Lu Shisan lose all his calmness.

His face turned pale, his lips trembled, and his fingers that grabbed the quilt turned pale, as if there was a stress reaction.

But he was still stubborn, "What route...I don't know! I...I was brought back by you. Do you don't want me if you see me becoming a waste?"

He restrained his trembling and looked at Su Jiu with red eyes, "Because I am a waste? Right?"

That tone of verification seemed to be trying hard to convince herself-"She didn't find who he was, nor did she know that his bad past was just disgusting "him" as a waste!"

"You know what I mean, Lu Xian." Su Jiu looked straight into his eyes, his voice with a stern voice that he would not allow him to escape.

"I'm not Lu Xian, I'm not Lu Xian! I'm not!"

Lu Shisan covered his ears, curled up his legs, and leaned back in fear.

Various images appeared in my mind, and what I heard was unpleasant conversations.

"My little sister, even if I ruin you, my father will protect me for his reputation!"

"Hahahaha, idiot, it's just because you told your dad that your little mother will die! Although I haven't played with you enough, I will go to your business in the future!"

The heavy rain like a waterfall drenched the little boy.

He knelt in the rain, unable to hear anything, beside him was the little girl who was beaten to death, and her body was lying on the ground, and the blood stained the rain red, but it was quickly washed away.

After a long time, the young man raised his eyes and his delicate little face turned pale.
Chapter completed!