"It's over, host, you're going to kill yourself!" The system just wants to fall to the ground at the moment, because its host won't listen to it no matter what it says, and even dissects everything about itself like pouring beans.

I can't describe the feeling inside, the lights at the moment are a little white, faint, and indifferent.

"I'm not from here."

"I'll go back someday, get out of here."

Jiang Ci's ears clearly echoed that voice, his whole person's breath was a little cold, along with his body, as if every pore had penetrated into some coolness, all over his limbs.

"What is the Paper Man?" He asked in a low voice, his lips pursed like a straight line.

"That's ......" Chu Jiaojiao's hand patted her head, as if thinking about how to answer.

She suddenly smiled, probably thinking of the answer, "In the fictional world, the people who exist in the book." ”

Her voice was still delicate, and it fell very clearly in Jiang Ci's ears, "You are all fake, only me...... I'm real, so I'm so lonely. ”

…………

Fei's thin lips suddenly and slowly hooked, Jiang Ci lowered his eyes and did not look at her, and all the content in his mind was fading.

Her face under her long black curly hair was slightly drunken red, and her eyes were also misty and hazy, completely drunk.

In fact, he can be regarded as her drunk nonsense, but I don't know why, there is a voice in his heart that keeps shouting: What she said is true, she doesn't belong here, sooner or later she will leave, leave your side.

The depression in his heart became thicker and thicker, and the woman's words kept blocking his chest, unable to be resolved.

His eyes deepened, like an overturned inkstone, and he looked a little lost and depressed, as if he had no soul.

"Hmm, what's wrong with you?" Chu Jiaojiao stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, and when she saw that he ignored herself, she puffed out her cheeks.

Jiang Ci's face returned to calm, and his eyes were still thick when he looked at her. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was low, "It's nothing, Jiaojiao, you're drunk, let's rest early." ”

"Hey, how do you know my name is Jiaojiao?" Chu Jiaojiao asked strangely.

"Huh? Are you originally called Jiaojiao? The layers of haze in Jiang Ci's heart did not dissipate, but he maintained an indifferent attitude when facing her.

"Yes, my name is Chu-Jiao-Jiao." The woman said word by word and licked her lips.

She stepped forward and suddenly hooked her hands around his neck, "You look like - like a person?" ”

"Who?"

"I can't remember." Chu Jiaojiao shook her head and sat on his lap again.

The posture of the two was too ambiguous, but she didn't seem to notice it.

She gradually leaned her head on Jiang Ci's body, closed her eyes, and whispered, "I miss you so much, I miss you very much, I miss you very much......"

"Cen Su."

The last two words spit out from his lips, as if a flying knife stabbed Jiang Ci's heart hard.

It was as if a big hole had been broken in the heart, and blood was pouring out.

Cen Su is this man again.

The Adam's apple rolled, and his heart rippled, but his face did not show it at all.

Who is this man?

"Who is Cen Su?" He asked, darkness overflowing from the depths of his marrow.

"A very important and important person to me."

"How important?".

"If you can, exchange my life for his, as long as he ...... Okay......" The woman's voice gradually lowered, and then there was no response.