The head is buzzing.

Su Bairan only felt that he had listened to some perverted chronicle.

But he can't resist, he has to listen to every detail of the other party, and even summarize what psychological emotions the story wants to express.

Otherwise, it is easy to be abducted by the other party's strong attitude, in a situation where his own life is threatened, in the other party keeps talking about his behavior, every "reasonable" situation...

If I don't experience the weird mood swings, I'm afraid I will be swept up in that inexplicable thought.

Su Bairan gritted his teeth tightly, reluctantly reluctantly regaining his consciousness.

Han Yuhuan sighed softly, and said with a little helplessness: "Why do you think I want to harm you?" I never felt like I was going to hurt you, I just wanted to do whatever I could to keep you around. ”

Su Bairan: "......"

Indeed, compared to the previous unlucky guys, the method I felt was much gentler, at least I was not pressed into the lake by the other party's own hands, I didn't starve to death at the foot of the ground, and I didn't experience all kinds of fears before death, just just being controlled for a year or two.

There is a complex emotional stimulation in my heart, compared to the competition is much luckier than others, under the perception of the other party's brain circuit, I can be said to be the best person in the other party's feelings.

There was even a hint of joy in my heart.

At least she kept her nickname in comparison, and she didn't have to worry about whether she would die, at least in the past two years, the other party still wanted to keep her life to see what kind of situation would happen.

But...

can't be confused by such emotions, and they are slightly less miserable in comparison with each other.

It seems that there is a special wonderful taste in it, but think about it seriously and calmly, this life of his own was originally his own, why did he do activities under the control of the other party, in the final analysis, isn't it still his nervousness?

Stockholm is a good city, but forget about the disease.

Su Bairan reminded himself of this paragraph in his heart all the time, and quickly corrected his slightly crooked mood.

I just wondered why I wanted to provoke this neuropathy in the first place?

Wait, if I hadn't provoked this neuropathy at the beginning, I would have already sat on the edge by now, dangling my embroidered shoes to see this recycling scroll, it really doesn't work, how to struggle and go to a tragic fate.

No matter how you go, it seems that you are going to go down a wonderful and miserable path, and there is no good fruit to eat when you and this person's reaction intersect at all.

In contrast, he is still alive, at least in a sense, he can still make people feel a little emotional and gratified.

Such a sad emotion, wandering in my heart, but at the same time sighing that I can still survive, such a tragic story.

There seemed to be some tears in the corners of Su Bairan's eyes, when did he start to be so humble.

Han Yuhuan saw that she gently rubbed the other party's skin, slid slightly past the corner of her eyes, once shed a teardrop, lowered her eyes sadly, let go of the other party's hand, and stepped on the side.

"Su Bairan, let me tell you, you are really heartless, and you don't have a little heart to see what other people's hearts are like."

He pointed to his heart and said bitterly, "I am so good to you, you can't see a single star, you are good to you, you are all good to you, you don't know how to save it, no matter how much I like you, I can't get a trace of response, how can your heart be hard like this!" ”

As Han Yuhuan spoke, his nose was also a little Ling, and he gently rubbed the tip of his nose, and a layer of red instantly appeared on his skin.

"I thought you were older than me, but you can understand some strength, but I never thought that this love in your heart is nothing, where are you reasonable, but you can see it clearly, you know when to give up, you know when, you can throw away this feeling at will, what you said before, you are here to coax me."

"......" Su Bairan pursed his lips slightly.

Seriously speaking, out of his current situation, it is indeed a subtlety.

Fang Cai thought that he was a dead end, and he couldn't survive anymore, so he just hardened himself.

But under the words of the other party, he already knew that he still had the possibility of risking his life was an instinct to survive, and it seemed that he had taken the lead first, so as to understand how he and the other party were transferred, and he could not reverse this neurotic situation, at most he maintained the status quo.

But I still can't help but want to stabilize the other party first, don't make a fuss and kill myself.

Su Bairan took a deep breath and exhaled his face.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' To live and heal to this extent? ’

It's human instinct to live, but wouldn't it be too undignified to do this?

People who have already died once are indeed more eager to live, but in the face of this kind of neurosis, can they really have any harmonious communication with each other?

At this time, not falling off the stool and hugging each other's heads is already considered their own quality.

"Su Bairan... Yes. ”

Han Yuhuan stretched out his arm and tugged at the other party's sleeve, with a slight pity between his words, "I know it's mine, it's not to make you unhappy, but I'll only do this, I won't do anything else, I just know that it's good to do this, don't be angry with me, okay, I really miss you in my heart, I miss you and I have a headache in my heart." ”

Tears rolled down the slide, over the two airs, with an emotional delusion between the eyes, the other party gently pulled the other party's sleeve, but did not dare to make a bigger move.

"Of course, I won't do anything else, but I really like it, you said that you feel uncomfortable in your heart, you just look at me with two knives, how do you say we come, as long as you don't bother me in your heart, I won't make a fuss, okay."

"Alas!" Su Bairan was really a little helpless, and the few insistences that had been forced to support him were now slowly calming down.

If it's a tough one, it's a big deal to tear your face with the other party.

But what about the request that has now turned into a finger twist? Can you really hit the other person in the face?

Su Bairan pressed his temples a little helplessly, "Young man." ”