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Gu Youhuan found himself back on the rooftop, and the two arms that held him quietly let go.

She faintly felt some rumors, as well as a smell of men's sweat, very faint, but genuine.

That's right, that's the smell of men's sweat.

Gu Youhuan gasped heavily, and there was an unreal feeling of dizziness in his mind.

From life to death.

and then from death to life.

Not everyone can experience such an extremely exciting experience, and it is even more exciting and refreshing than the world's most dangerous bungee jumping.

Bungee jumping, there is still a rope on her body, and there will be the last layer of security in her heart, and at that moment just now, she really had the will to die.

At the same time, another thought also came to Gu Youhuan's mind.

Before choosing to commit suicide, she once searched the Internet for the answer to a question - what would it be like to kill someone, when they die?

There are many netizens and mouth cannon parties who have speculated, and the answers are different.

Some say it's scared, some say it's like an orgasm, some say it's relief, some say it's the emptiness and calmness that leads to boundless silence......

Now, she knows.

The moment before committing suicide was really not relief, but ...... Regret.

At this moment, if she was given a choice, she would definitely not choose to jump off the building.

At the same time, a third thought came to her mind - who saved herself just now?

As a staunch atheist, Gu Youhuan felt extremely unbelievable about this.

Deep down, she knew very well:

It's not the wind.

Not God.

It's a person, a man, a man with a body temperature, a man with a beating heart.

Even now, she could still feel the residual warmth in her chest that had not yet dissipated from the residual warmth that she was holding by that arm just now.

She couldn't help but look around, but there was no one around.

Not far behind her, about a meter or two, Zhou An took a deep look at her and prepared to leave.

Now, it will only be more than ten seconds before the function of Superman's underwear fails, and if you don't leave, you will be exposed, and you have to reserve time to land.

Otherwise, if time expires in mid-air, it will be a strange injustice.

Zhou An didn't even have time to wonder anymore: who is this girl with a nice name, what kind of story does it have, and why did she choose to commit suicide.

Just as Zhou An was about to turn around and leave, Gu Youhuan suddenly spoke.

"Who are you?"

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to save me?"

"Come out quickly, if you don't come out, I'll jump again!"

Gu Youhuan stood on the edge of the rooftop and said in a very hurried tone.

She has always been a very paranoid person, otherwise, she would not have done such a thing as jumping off a building after a drastic change in her life.

Not everyone has the courage to jump off the rooftop.

And at this moment, Gu Youhuan just wants to find out the person who saved him.

Hearing this, Zhou An's footsteps stagnated slightly, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

This is a fuss, right?

In all fairness, Zhou An really couldn't bear to see such a young girl jumping off the rooftop.

Even though Zhou Aneng faintly felt that she seemed to be trying to force herself out, not really jumping off the building, but there was always a glimmer of possibility.

What if she really wants to jump?

Who knows?

What can't this kind of second-year-old girl do?

"You're coming out!"

"Come out!"

Gu Youhuan screamed even louder.

The body approached the rooftop, and opened its arms again, looking like it was about to jump.

The cold wind howled, blowing her white nightdress, and hunting.

Zhou An couldn't help it, strode forward, grabbed her arm firmly with lightning speed, and grabbed her back.

Gu Youhuan's face changed, not fear, but curiosity, and some faint joy.

But at the same time, Zhou An slapped the knife, controlled the force, and hit her slender and white neck.

In an instant, Gu Youhuan fainted softly.

Zhou An didn't want her to discover her secret, and he didn't want to let her jump, so he had to make this decision.

After knocking her unconscious, the energy of the superhuman underwear function mode was finally exhausted, the stealth failed, and Zhou An's body slowly appeared in the air.

A cool breeze blew, and he looked at Gu Youhuan who had passed out in a coma, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Super ability,It means a super sense of justice,And super sense of responsibility,If you don't have underwear,Tonight,In this world,There will be a flower girl,Disappear forever。

But I have it.

Of course, there may be some trouble now, but it is only a small trouble, and it is really light compared to the loss of a life.

Seeing her in pajamas, Zhou An expected that her home should be in this building.

After a moment of silence, Zhou An carried her downstairs.

The building was a two-family building, and sure enough, it was one floor below the roof, and the door of the house on the left was open, and there seemed to be no one inside.

Zhou An hugged Gu Youhuan and strode in.

"Anyone?"

He shouted.

No one answered.

It's a cozy-looking old house, with a wooden floor that's a little mottled, but it's clean.

Some small details in the room, light stickers, refrigerator magnets, and small ornaments hanging on the doorknob, also reveal some traces of women's activities everywhere.

Zhou An observed, and his eyes stopped on a table next to the piano.

There is a posthumous image there.

With a slight movement of his eyes, Zhou An put Gu Youhuan on the sofa, then walked towards the table, picked up the statue and took a look.

It's a middle-aged couple.

The man is tall and handsome, wearing a military uniform, while the woman is wearing a white skirt and has a gentle temperament.

There are still a few pieces of paper in front of the statue, Zhou An picked it up and looked at it, it was a eulogy.

The couple passed away just a few days ago, and the cause of their death was because of the fire.

In a fire, both husband and wife died, and the funeral had just been held.

After reading the eulogy, Zhou An couldn't help but glance at Gu Youhuan on the sofa, she was lying on the sofa softly, her brows were still frowning slightly, and the haze was so thick that she couldn't dissolve.

Another utter tragedy.

Seeing that there was paper and pen on the table, Zhou An thought about it, picked it up, and wrote a line of words on the paper.

"A funeral is a kind of goodbye, and saying goodbye does not mean despair, there is a way to live, which is called living to die. ”

After writing this line, Zhou An hesitated for a moment, and signed the money - Uncle Superman, who appeared this time but may not appear next time.

Holding this piece of paper, Zhou An walked to the sofa, gently placed it next to her, and then went out and gently locked the door.

Hope...... She can be touched.

There is only so much that Zhou An can do for the time being.