The torturer was slapped for a moment, and only then did he wake up from his inverted and chaotic memory.

He looked down and heard the doctor say: "The second plan is a large amount of chlorpromazide, but the treatment of this kind of psychiatric disease may affect the brain or heart function, and the side effects are obvious, but it should be one of the most effective drugs for treating similar problems......

He couldn't hear the follow-up words again, probably because Lin Chen was whispering in the ward again, saying some nonsense.

He tried carefully to discern what he was talking about, but the air was too quiet, and the tiny and muffled sounds filled the space like cotton, presumably "I don't want to" or "Please", and the voices were soggy and swollen from the pain, making people upset.

“…… Consultant Lin did not reject this plan......"

The most crucial three words brought him back to his senses again, yes, after they said those words, Lin Chen very clearly asked to go to Tzu Chi Hospital for treatment, and even the selection of the attending physician was a senior he knew well.

Like an outsider, Lin Chen agreed with the doctor on every treatment plan and details with great speed, and chose a room dedicated to patients with schizophrenia, who was already an expert in this area.

But the torturer didn't even understand how Lin Chen could still handle everything very clearly like no one else at that moment.

He stroked his face, forced himself not to look at the things in the ward anymore, and excluded Lin Chen's voice, he asked the other party: "You are a doctor, I want to listen to your opinion." ”

"After all, it is a new type of drug, and there is no literature at all, although it is true that it can be tried according to the predetermined treatment plan, but it is also really risky. Honestly, I think it's okay to wait a few more days to collect treatment options for other cases before making a judgment. ”

The torturer interrupted the other party and said, "If he wants to come to his senses quickly, he must also be sober." ”

The doctor's face obviously showed a look of disappointment, but it was very faint, and it disappeared in a flash, after all, this is a mental hospital, and doctors are used to seeing cruel family members, and a boss like him who wants his subordinates to come to their senses and go to work as soon as possible is just ordinary and bad, and the criminal cong even thought about it self-deprecatingly.

But what can it be, Lin Chen made it clear that he wanted to receive treatment like ordinary people, and the sentence "You have to remember to come to see me" was to hope that he could urge the doctor to treat him.

It was only at this moment that Xing Conglian realized that for any decision Lin Chen made, he had only one way to go, accepting and supporting.

Because Lin Chen is always so clear, correct, and excellent, and he is desperate, it is overwhelming.

A heavy sense of loss and boredom struck again, and it was clear that someone around him had been talking, but Xing Conglian felt like he was standing in a dark and barren world, and he couldn't be more lonely.

He took a deep breath, he didn't know what to do, Lin Chen was inside, he was outside, they were obviously very close, but they seemed to be infinitely far away.

Just then, his phone rang.

He didn't tune the mute, so he even felt a sense of relief when the piano music sounded.

When people are dazed and overwhelmed, there will always be something that reaches out an olive branch to save you, such as work.

Confessing to the doctor, he retreated to a dimly lit corner and picked up the phone against the wall.

Huang Ze's voice sounded: "Torture Conglian, why is Su Fengzi here?" ”

He didn't expect Huang Ze to have a similar irritable and even a little frightened voice, there were people in the background throwing cups, in short, similar "high-level struggles" are actually no different from children quarreling, there should be anger and unreasonable trouble.

"He can come when he wants, I can't control it." The punishment is answered.

"Do you know what he's doing?" Huang Ze was furious, "There is no public office, forcibly inserted into the investigation!" ”

Huang Ze, as always, emphasizes procedural justice.

"Then you can arrest him." Torturer Lian said casually.

There was a brief blank breathing voice on the phone, and the torture conglian frowned, and the next moment, a very light and pleasant voice sounded on the other side of the phone: "Old sentence, is my junior brother okay?" ”

Xing Conglian raised his eyelids and looked at the ward not far away, the doctor was injecting Lin Chen with new treatment drugs, and those busy figures were hazy and illusory, as if they had been covered with a black veil.

"It's stable for the time being." He replied.

Su Fengzi didn't ask anything more, but changed his words: "In this case, there is a lot of fun here in Zhou Rui, do you want to come along?" ”

The criminal conglian instinctively wanted to refuse Su Fengzi.

He thought that he should sit outside the hospital room and get through this difficult moment with Lin Chen, as Lin Chen said, as every considerate lover would do.

But reason and very clearly tell him that you are torturing yourself by staying here, after all, you have been in love for too short a time, and this torture will continue to wear down the love between you.

The night outside the hospital was silent, and the convict hung up the phone, took out his car keys, and walked out.

……

The windows were lowered and the night was blowing.

The convict was on the steering wheel with one hand and a cigarette in the other.

□□ point is another wave of the city's peak, where there are no fewer cars on the main roads, and neon lights and shadows outside the windows are surging like a tide and sweeping over the cars.

He turned on the car radio, his voice was turned low, the anchor did not say anything about the case, and the night radio station was mostly emotional programs with songs.

The female anchor's affectionate words flowed out, because of the traffic outside the window, the torturer couldn't even hear what was being said on the other end, it was nothing more than that he loved her and she didn't love him, something he had never heard.

At this time, Xing Conglian recalled why he had hardly listened to similar Midnight Emotional Radio before.

When there was no Lin Chen, he scoffed at these emotional programs, to be honest, deep down in his heart, he never thought that he could get a good love, whether he was high or withdrawn, people like him rejected too many things in the world in his bones, and thought that loneliness and old age must be the most suitable ending for him.

In retrospect, this kind of self-setting similar to a lone hero is really stupid, because he met Lin Chen.

After getting to know Lin Chen, the co-pilot's position has been occupied by the other party.

Lin Chen didn't talk much, they would talk a few words, but it was more calming than the mellow jazz music in the night.

He remembers a time when they came back from a business trip and stayed up late for a long distance.

In the early hours of the morning, even overnight trucks became scarce on the road, Wang Chao was snoring in the back seat, and Lin Chen was wearing a seat belt, chatting with him in his seat in a sleepy position.

They talked about the sights of the city they had just passed by, about the touching details of the meeting, about the broken light bulb at home and needed to be replaced when they went back.

He couldn't remember the specific details at all, he only remembered that they talked a lot, and that was entirely because Lin Chen was afraid that he would be sleepy while driving, so he kept talking.

The voices were relaxed, relaxed, yawning and sleepy, and they rang out constantly, both ordinary and thoughtful. Now, with the sudden loss of that voice around him, Xing Conglian felt that the car was so empty that he couldn't help but unbutton his shirt and open the windows to the lowest.

The night breeze poured into the car, and the trip resurfaced in Lian Lian's mind.

Later, he still drove the car into the rest area, he smoked in the parking lot, Lin Chen went to buy two cups of hot coffee, and there were very few freshly ground black coffee at the road rest station, so most of them were instant things.

There were only a few trucks in the surrounding parking lots, and the stars were bright and bright in the night sky, Lin Chen came back with a hot paper cup and handed him a cup.

White foam floated on the coffee, the liquid was mellow, and some hot mist was wafting out, like Lin Chen's gaze when he looked at him.

They took a sip of coffee and looked at the velvety night sky, probably feeling warm and peaceful with each other, so neither of them spoke.

Xing Conglian couldn't help but look at the co-pilot's position, he always felt that he could still see Lin Chen's coffee-stained lower lip, with a sweet smell and sparkling.

It was also at this moment that Xing Conglian suddenly realized that whenever he was driving at night, Lin Chen almost never slept, and those words and coffee, hot tea and waiting while he was smoking were the most ordinary and unusual companions.

He hadn't realized it before, and now that he had suddenly lost it, he realized that habits were a terrible thing to shiver with.

Xing Conglian felt panicked again, he picked up the phone, and began to flip through the address book without any purpose, trying to dial anyone's phone at random, trying to use his work to sober himself up from his memories.

But before he could actually find someone to talk to, he took a call from Guanghua Chemical.

Wang Dynasty's voice was very excited, because Xiao Zhan had a phased conclusion on drug research.

The chemical engineer took the phone and talked a lot, those technical terms were very long, and he didn't have any heart to listen to them, but in order not to think about Lin Chen, he forced himself to write down those contents, and repeatedly confirmed whether his understanding was correct.

This phone call cost him about seven or eight traffic lights, and if it weren't for Wang Chao's last question, "How is Brother Ah Chen?" at the end, he would probably have been able to get rid of his memories.

But his efforts clearly failed. Lin Chen is right, there is so much work, he can't finish these jobs in his life.

He hung up the phone and turned up the volume on the car radio.

Lin Chen was very good to the dynasty, it was not because he had a crush on him or because he loved Wu and Wu, Xing Conglian knew this very well, like the little fat man who introduced them to him, Lin Chen was born with a strong protection for these innocent creatures*.

At a time when the dynasty could not hear it, they also exchanged questions about the education of the dynasty.

When facing Lin Chen, he also asked the other party in confusion whether the dynasty was too ignorant of the world and his mental age was too naïve.

As for Lin Chen, at that time, Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and pondered for a while, and did not answer his question immediately.

He thought that Lin Chen might be embarrassed to criticize him in person, but late at night, a few hours later, Lin Chen handed him a copy of "Abnormal Child Psychology".

The sides of the book are covered with various labels, and many of the passages in it are specially marked.

They sat by the window, Lin Chen turned the pages of the book, and explained to him a series of questions such as what mental age is, like a persistent old pedant, and he was very serious and cute.

The table lamp was dim, the spring breeze was soft, and the light and shadow of the river fell on Lin Chen's face, and the torture conglian was wondering, at that moment, he was already moved by Lin Chen's heart and was completely unaware of it.

He kept thinking and thinking about his dry mouth, only to realize that the cigarette in his hand had burned out at some point, and there was a pile of scattered soot on his pants.

He threw away the cigarette butt and tried to get another one, but the red light turned green in front of him, and he just drove into a small road sandwiched between a residential area.

Many of the shops on both sides have closed, but the supper shops have just opened.

This place is very close to their home, and countless times in the morning, he and Lin Chen have come here for breakfast side by side.

The common memories of him and Lin Chen are as pervasive as the morning mist that pervades the south.

Lin Chen always knew where the best morning was, although he liked to sleep lazy, but every once in a while, Lin Chen would always wake him up in the early morning when he was not so considerate.

They walked through the streets and alleys to the bustling bazaar, and followed the old man and lady who got up in the morning to wait for soy milk or buy noodle soup.

For example, there are the best buns in the whole Hongjing on this Nanlin Street, Lin Chen likes rose bean paste, he prefers curry beef, they will buy two of them and eat them while walking.

On the side of the road are lightly scented camphor trees, and on the trees near the end of the street are wooden signs of rental shops.

At the time, he thought it was normal for friends to walk together to find breakfast, but now that he thinks about it, it's stupid.

Why did Lin Chen always know in advance where things were delicious, why Lin Chen never called the dynasty, and why was Lin Chen willing to walk with him instead of taking a car, no matter how far he went?

The answers to these questions made the torturer even so sweet that his heart was throbbing.

Because Lin Chen loves him and wants to stay with him for a while, that's all.

The convict didn't even dare to smoke, and even felt that as long as he moved, the picture in front of him would be shattered.

Lin Chen doesn't like spicy food, but he is willing to accompany him to eat spicy crayfish; Lin Chen hates to go to bed late, but he will accompany him to watch the game all night; Lin Chen would remind him to wear a seat belt, and Lin Chen must unscrew the cap of the bottle in advance when handing him water......

The details are too clear and obvious, and he enjoys the love and care that transcends friendship, but he is completely unaware of it, like a complete idiot.

Zhou Rui's building was already within reach, and Xing Conglian felt that he couldn't think about it anymore, otherwise he would definitely leave everything behind and turn around and rush back to Lin Chen's side.

He extinguished his cigarette butt, found a parking space on the side of the road, and decided to walk.

The night in the downtown area is also coming to an end.

The bubble tea shop began to close, the bakery hung up signs with a 20% discount, and the bus stop was crowded with couples.

He was surrounded by passers-by preparing to return home, bustling and hugging each other, tired and happy written on every face under the glittering neon lights of the shops.

The convict put his hands in his pockets, walked forward, and passed by countless couples.

The girl hooks the boy and is coquettish, the boy hugs the girl and kisses, and the girlfriends laugh at each other. People talked about all kinds of topics, clothes, shoes, work, lovers, and noisy voices filled the whole night, but here, there was no Lin Chen's voice.

He answered another phone call, and his subordinates were reporting to him the latest progress of the drug investigation, but Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical refused to cooperate, and they could not find any breakthrough for the time being.

The torturer said two perfunctory sentences, telling the other party that he would be there soon.

But the moment he put down the phone, he looked around and suddenly realized that the whole world was devoid of any color, and the loneliness was deep in the bone marrow and terrifying.

He even felt that no matter how much Lin Chen loved him, he might not be able to bear a similar moment again, too gloomy, too lonely and uncomfortable, he was like a patient who suddenly stopped being addicted and lost the meaning of life.

He fumbled in his pocket, the box was finished, and he was forced to walk to the small cigarette stand on the street.

The old man opened the suitcase under the street lamp, and the dim light of the street lamp scattered down.

He squatted down and chose a cigarette inside, surrounded by couples who were picking out jewelry.

The boy asks the girl why she waits so long, and the girl says that she will have to wait until her parents have gone to bed and put on her makeup before she dares to sneak out.

"I like what you look like." The boy said.

"Without contact lenses and false eyelashes, you won't like me." The girl replied heartily.

Xing Conglian couldn't help but turn his head, the girl next to him had bright makeup, and she seemed to shine in the night.

Probably because he was staring for a little longer, the girl pointed at him and said to the boy, "See." ”

"You don't trust me."

"It's not a question of believing or not trusting you, it's my own vanity, and I want to be beautiful in front of you every day."

Xing Conglian retracted his gaze, always feeling that a similar conversation would definitely not appear between him and Lin Chen.

Lin Chen always tolerates him and cares for him, like a polite stranger, and what happens around him is the conversation that a normal couple will have.

Not wanting to listen any longer, he picked up his cigarette, asked for the price, and began to dig into it.

The boy was still struggling with the problem of makeup, and asked the girl: "Then I can't take care of you when you're sick, and you're old, what about taking that kind of medicine that makes people crazy?" ”

"I'll put on makeup when I'm sick, and I'll die when I'm old, if I take that medicine and become crazy, you won't be allowed to come to see me, I'm uncomfortable if you're uncomfortable, the farther you go, the better!"

The girl stomped her feet in anger like a cat with its tail trampled.

The prisoner's hand connected to the change paused, and he looked at the old man's dry fingers, and his whole body froze.

"You are not allowed to come to see me", the girl next to him said so, what about Lin Chen, what did Lin Chen say?

The torturer seemed to be back in the ambulance, Lin Chen's face was blurred, but his voice was firm and soft.

Lin Chen said, "You have to walk with me", he said, "You have to work hard and solve things well", and he also said, "You have to remember to come and see me".

He kept thinking back to what Lin Chen said, every word, over and over again, and the incomprehensible feeling that he always felt that something was wrong resurfaced, like the huge shadow of an iceberg under the water, which was suffocating.

It's not that the girl says, "You are not allowed to come to see me", but "You have to remember to come and see me......

Xing Conglian finally understood what was wrong with this sentence.

He has always known very well that Lin Chen loves him, Lin Chen is in love with him when he kisses him, Lin Chen is in love with him when he is sick and dying, and even when Lin Chen chooses to inject Shen Lian's medicine, he still loves him......

But the depth of love is too difficult to measure, before he thought it was affectionate love, and he couldn't repay it.

And at this moment, under this ordinary street lamp, he listened to the story of the most ordinary couple in the world, and suddenly felt how deep Lin Chen's love for him was, like white waves and empowerment.

He felt ringing in his ears for a while, and Lin Chen's voice kept echoing in his ears.

If he himself becomes crazy and loses his humanity, the first thing he has to do is to drive Lin Chen away and refuse to appear in front of his lover with such an ugly face.

As for Lin Chen, Lin Chen cared about him too much, even at such a moment, Lin Chen had to restrain the fear of instinctively exposing his ugliness and think carefully about what to do to treat him better. Not to push him away, but to do everything possible to support him mentally in the only remaining time.

Lin Chen wanted him to feel better and give him hope, so he was extremely strong, he chose the treatment plan, just wanted him not to be so sad, Lin Chen was even willing to completely expose his ugliness in front of him, and even his dignity became completely unimportant.

All this is just because in Lin Chen's mind, his feelings are more important.

But how is this possible, that is Lin Chen, how can dignity not be important?

Lin Chen, who was so smart, sensible, cared for him, and tried his best to be strong for him even when he was most vulnerable, was simply overwhelmed, and the torturer stood under the street lamp and began to rush towards his car like crazy.

At that time, Lin Chen's gaze was too gentle and affectionate, softer than the red glow that was about to disappear in the sky, he didn't see the fear, uneasiness and love that couldn't be dissolved, but only felt that Lin Chen was too rational and too clear, he felt that he was abandoned, and he felt that he was too lonely, so he ignored this light and ordinary sentence.

His neglect couldn't be more normal, because Lin Chen had always loved him so much, Lin Chen tried to do his best, and he just immersed himself in it and enjoyed it as a matter of course.

How can there be so many things in the world that can be taken for granted?

The Torturer Company stood in place for a long time, his ears roaring, and everything that had passed by. It wasn't until the figure of the little couple completely disappeared under the street lamp that he woke up like a dream and began to run wildly towards the road from which he came.

He went against the flow of people, knocked into many people, his hands trembled for the first time, and even the car keys had to be tried several times before inserting them.

He turned off the phone and stepped on the gas pedal like crazy, hoping that he hadn't left the door of the hospital room.

The night was completely dark, he had turned into a trapped beast that had lost his mind, everything about Lin Chen filled all the space around him, and he had no way out except to run wildly.

Cars sped through the streets, he ran down the corridors, countless frames of images rushing in front of him.

Lin Chen is laughing, Lin Chen is crying, Lin Chen is talking, Lin Chen is walking, Lin Chen hands over the documents, Lin Chen walks out of the door, Lin Chen hugs him and says "thank you", Lin Chen holds his hand and says "I love you......

The simplest picture is the most unforgettable, surfacing the ordinary daily life in the depths of memory, and infinitely compressing time and space.

He locked the door, turned off the lights, pulled up the blinds, and by the time he realized what he was doing, he was already standing in front of the hospital bed, and everything suddenly stopped.

All the world's scenes receded like a tide, and only this lonely hospital bed remained in the space.

It was extremely dark, and only the moonlight slipped down from the window, like a heavy snowfall, to completely bury the person in the bed.

He wanted to stretch out his hand, but he tried to stretch out his hand, trying to exert all his strength but unable to move.

Time passed aimlessly, until a trace of unconscious groaning made a crack appear in the frozen space.

Xing Conglian looked at the hospital bed again, and only then did he really see Lin Chen clearly.

Lin Chen's mind was not clear at all, his eyes were full of madness, and the rope strangled his mouth so that he couldn't speak, but he was still shaking and struggling, and his saliva was flowing.

The torturer moved his fingers and recovered a little, but this recovery made him suddenly feel extremely painful.

"Why did you do this to me?"

The pain made him climb into bed without hesitation, he bit Lin Chen's neck, and with his other hand untied the strap that bound Lin Chen.

The person on the bed quickly struggled, as if he was going to beat him and kill him, but the torturer Lian would rather Lin Chen kill him, and it was a good relief for them to die together.

He forcibly pulled Lin Chen's hands above his head and tied them to the iron frame at the head of the bed.

Lin Chen's upper body bent into a painful arc, and Xing Conglian felt that this was not enough at all. He untied Lin Chen's shackles that bound Lin Chen one by one, and Lin Chen's instinct made him struggle even more violently.

The torturer even pressed Lin Chen's ankle, he knew that there was no point in suppressing the madman except pure force.

The space was filled with Lin Chen's whining sound, and the torture conglian finally untied the rope that bound Lin Chen, Lin Chen's teeth were biting indiscriminately, their teeth collided, and the pain was incomparable, this chaos was not like a kiss at all.

"...... I don't care about you! ”

Lin Chen's body became hot under him.

"Who are you telling to fuck off." He leaned into Lin Chen's ear, raised his voice, and asked again, "Who am I, and who do you let go?" ”

"Get out! Get lost! Lin Chen could only utter muffled syllables.

Xing Conglian also felt like he had completely become a madman, and wanted to find the exact answer in the irrational world: "Who am I, why are you letting me go?" ”

Lin Chen trembled, and said in a mechanical or buried tone in the depths of his mind that he didn't dare to forget: "Torture from the company...... Punishment from the company...... Punishment from the company...... Punishment from the ......"

An incomparably clear voice came out of Lin Chen's mouth, making Xing Conglian choked, he didn't understand the spiritual brain, he didn't understand the human mind, he didn't know how important he was to Lin Chen, and when Lin Chen fell into the abyss of spiritual chaos again, he didn't dare to forget his name.

Lin Chen's whole body tightened in pain, his head kept shaking, his lips brushed his face, and he heard Lin Chen say, "Torture from Lian...... Punish from the company, get out of ......"

Xing Conglian knew that he couldn't leave at all now, he had a question that he had to ask clearly, the answer was too poignant, but he had to get this answer.

He didn't even dare to look at Lin Chen's eyes, forcibly held down Lin Chen again, and leaned in front of Lin Chen, and said in the most cold and ruthless tone: "In my place, you can be completely willful, selfish, and vexatious, and even if you don't die, I will accompany you to die together, I just need you to answer my questions, as long as you tell me the truth." As he spoke, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his tone choked, "Please, be honest with me." ”

It seems that his pleading has worked, or the tears that fall on Lin Chen's face can really make people sober.

Lin Chen's movements stopped and looked at him blankly.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked.

"Don't look at me." The moment he was still, Lin Chen's gaze was heartbreaking.

"Who doesn't want to come to see you?" He asked again.

"Punishment from the company...... Don't look at me...... Don't even see me like this! Lin Chen whimpered and said, like a child after making a mistake, extremely irritable and crazy, "The Punishment Company will not like me, and the Punishment Company can't dislike me......"

Every syllable that Lin Chen uttered was like a knife into his heart, yes, it was indeed so.

Even the torturer stopped all his movements, and even his heart seemed to stop beating. There was a mess around him, and he lost all his ability to act.

For about half a minute, or an infinite amount of time, Xing Conglian felt the blood slowly flow back to his limbs, and he didn't understand what he was doing.

He propped up his elbows, kissed Lin Chen's cheek, loosened the rope at the head of the bed, and got up from Lin Chen, and at that moment, Lin Chen grabbed him violently.

Xing Conglian was grief-stricken again, and he hugged Lin Chen hard.

It was an incomparably painful and tight world, like Lin Chen's heart, there was no way but to bleed and forcibly break it.

Lin Chen's painful gasp, his whole body twisted into shape, moaning, roaring, repeating "roll" and "please".

"Ah...... Forehead...... "Lin Chen's voice has long become hoarse, and he can't organize a complete sentence, love you...... I......

The torturer even kissed his neck hard, feeling that by dismantling Lin Chen into his abdomen, they would no longer have to be so difficult.

He hadn't understood Lin Chen, from the moment Lin Chen appeared at his door, he had never really understood Lin Chen.

"Be honest with me and tell me what you're thinking!" He grabbed Lin Chen's hair roots and asked Lin Chen fiercely.

"Me, it hurts...... It hurts...... Lin Chen's eyes overflowed with tears, "Torture from ......"

"Tell me!" He roared.

Lin Chen shouted almost sadly: "I love you, I don't want to be friends and colleagues with you, I want to be with you." ”

"Go on!"

"Why don't you like me, why don't you know I like you? My life is so bad, and I meet so many bad people, I will die anytime and anywhere, you will fall in love with me, if you are not careful, I will not be able to wait for that day. Lin Chen was completely in pain, he couldn't feel any □□ pleasure, and his words were messy and illogical, "I will die, I will die soon...... When you're dead you don't know I loved you...... Very good...... That's good......"

Xing Conglian was very clear, but when Fan Linchen was sober, he would never hear these words in his life, and he was so distressed that he couldn't find any way to vent it.

"I love you, you can't know, but Song Shengsheng is dead, he will die if he is so good, I can't help it, I really can't help it...... I want to try, I really want to try...... I shouldn't have done that, but I really can't help it, I love you! Lin Chen bit his shoulder in pain.

The torturer's mouth was full of blood and tears: "I'm sorry...... I do not know...... I really don't know......" He hugged Lin Chen tightly, he was even more helpless and frightened than Lin Chen, except for constantly saying "I love you" and "I'm sorry", he was so clumsy that he didn't know what to do.

"I don't want to do that, I didn't abandon you, Shen Lian can't die...... She can't die if I die, but I can't help it, I really can't think of any way...... Why am I so stupid...... Why am I so stupid......" Lin Chen didn't know where to think, and began to beat his head desperately with his hands, "Don't be sad, you can't be sad, it's me who is too stupid, too stupid." ”

"I know...... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...... You did your best, I know......" The torturer even took Lin Chen's hand, ashamed of the idea of wanting to break up at that moment, "But I really don't know what to do, what is good about me, I am not good at all, I have killed many people, I am stupid and selfish, thank you...... Thank you so much......"

It's too difficult to punish Conglian, obviously he should hold Lin Chen in the palm of his hand and treat him as a treasure and love him to the point that he can't be recovered, but no matter what he does, he can't match Lin Chen's love for him.

He stopped all movements and carefully kissed Lin Chen's eyelashes, he tried to slow down his movements, but he felt that only pain could solve everything.

"Torture Lian, I'm sorry for you!"

At the end, Lin Chen's only remaining strength shouted like this, his voice hoarse and painful.

At that moment, the criminal conglian found that he had already lost his armor to Lin Chen and was unable to form an army.

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