[Anyang: Miss Ben, who is waiting, is very satisfied and can give him a high score. 】

[System: ??? Its host doesn't even pay attention to it!

[System: Host, wake up!] If this continues, if Gu Cheng retaliates with a backhand, our mission will fail! 】

[Anyang: Hey, the only point deduction is that he will soon lose mine if he does this. 】

[System: I still choose to continue to be autistic......]

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After the only remaining sunlight in the sky was also swallowed up by darkness, Gu Cheng reappeared around. On the way back, the strong smell of blood had already drifted away without a trace.

Unlike usual, the crevices of the vines shrouded in darkness lit up warm yellow lights that he had never seen before, like crumpled stars falling into a shattered world, lighting up the lake in his heart.

"Yanyan ......"

The astringent vocal cords stumbled, and the familiar and extremely unfamiliar feeling cast a faint pain in his eyes.

"Gu Cheng, you're back."

As if he felt a restrained look, when he looked up and looked ahead again, An Yang was stained with a shallow light and appeared in his eyes.

"I knew you would come back," instead of questioning as usual, An Yang rushed to his side, his eyes could not hide his anxiety, "I woke up and didn't see you, and I was still a little worried." ”

Watching the other party constantly check every corner of his body, Gu Cheng squeezed his fists, and only slowly opened his mouth after a while, "I want to come back, I miss you." ”

Sure enough, An Yang was stunned for a moment, and his wide eyes were covered with a layer of clear moisture.

"Gu Cheng? Can you talk? ”

"Are you advanced again?"

"No, I should ask you, do you remember who I am?"

An Yang looked up at him, surprised and well-behaved, as if she had never done anything wrong.

Gu Cheng moved his lips, and the moment he realized that he could speak, he wanted to come back as fast as he could, questioning her and accusing her. But now he only felt endless frustration, as if all his struggles and anger were nothing more than a terrible joke on the other side.

The voice was choked in his throat, and he was afraid to hear the answer from An Yang's mouth, even a faint sigh was enough for him to ruin everything......

Slowly shaking his head, he pursed his lips aggrievedly, "I, only you ......"

"Anyang, my name is Anyang."

The sound that fell at this moment made Gu Cheng, who had no body temperature, feel unprecedented cold. A damp white mist seeped into his heart, which had long since stopped beating, and he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

He had never been sorry for the person in front of him, but now that she was facing herself, she still restrained her truth......

Was it from the very beginning that this person decided to draw a line. Then one day, again without mercy, he was pushed into hell from which he could never recover.

"Anyang...... Do you hate me? ”

Carefully reining in the sharp aura surging in his chest, he felt that he must be extremely embarrassed in his current appearance.

"No," said in a very soft voice, the person in front of him blushed slightly, and reached out into his arms, "I love your ...... very much"

The sound of rumbling and trembling on the skin was muffled like thunder on the horizon.

His dark pupils constricted, and he hooked his lips self-deprecatingly, but he acted like a happy and carnivaling zombie, carrying An Yang rudely into their little world.

Swindler......

The liar who made him want to cut it with a knife......