"A big man, cry what to cry, put away your tears!" Shenyin wiped Jun Yao's tears with disgust, looked at the slimy ball on his shoulder, and desperately resisted the urge to beat people.

"Oh."

Jun Yao let out an obedient sigh and grabbed Shenyin's hand and wiped it off his face.

Shenyin: "......"

Well.

The man you choose has to be spoiled whatever you say.

Well, that's it.

Shenyin inexplicably felt itchy all over his body, and then he remembered that the original owner was smashed with eggs all over his body before entering the dungeon.

Now it's stinking all over my body.

However, Jun Yao was still holding her arm and rubbing it, like a little milk dog.

"Aren't you dirty?" Shenyin pulled out her arm with a cold face, and she was about to be smoked to death.

Jun Yao looked at Shenyin seriously and shook his head: "No." ”

"You're not dirty anywhere."

It seems that in his eyes, even if Shenyin is ugly into a pig's head now, it is also the most beautiful pig's head.

"Good." Kamiyin touched his head dotingly.

Jun Yao tugged at her sleeve: "I want to kiss her." ”

"Chirp!"

Kamine stood on tiptoe and smacked him hard.

The girl reached out to pull Jun Yao's wrist, and her fingertips crossed his vein, intentionally or unintentionally, and her eyes were suddenly extremely complicated.

The Jun Yao in front of him was only one-third of his original god, and his fate was flawed.

He has no sense of smell;

Fear of the dark;

Sensitivity to cold;

Road Idiot;

Face blindness.

In other words, although he is a workaholic, only in the company does he remember who those people are and who they are.

Once out of the company, the employees greeted him, and he didn't know anything.

These are not big problems, the important thing is that he has a curse in his body: he will not live to be 25 years old.

The curse planted by the spirit of the law of all things cannot be broken.

Jun Yao is 23 years old this year, and after a while, he will be 24 years old.

The deadline will soon come.

Therefore, Shenyin must find the other two pieces of Yuan Shen before he is 25 years old, otherwise he will disappear completely.

"Why are your hands red?"

Jun Yao didn't leave, looking down at the red rash on her arm, pursing her lips.

There was a faint aura at the bottom of his eyes.

"It's just an egg allergy, it's fine." Shen Yinyun spoke lightly, reached out and rolled down his sleeve, covering the rash.

The original owner was also a poor unlucky ghost.

Not only is he allergic to eggs, but he also has brain cancer.

Moreover, among the brains that smashed eggs at her, there were those who poisoned the eggs, which caused the original owner to die.

When she brings in the surveillance, she will be able to slaughter the poisoned!

Jun Yao kissed the back of her hand and looked up at her, with tiny stars flashing in her obsidian-like pupils: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Shenyin chuckled, and a warm current crossed her heart, with indescribable relief.

He doesn't have those memories.

But I remember some fragments.

It was enough to make Shenyin's fingertips tremble with excitement.

When he died, the scene when the Yuan Shen was torn apart is still engraved in Shenyin's mind.

Just thinking about it once, her heart trembles with pain.

Shenyin clenched Jun Yao's hand and smiled softly at him, her voice as beautiful as heaven, just like the gentle whisper she had just said many years ago: "I'll take you home." ”

Many years ago.

The first snow fell on the mountain and sea boundary.

He was a beggar, curled up in the frost and snow, ragged.

When she found him, he was nearly fainting from hunger.

That year, she also held his hand like today, and in the eyes of the people around her, she led him home as if she were ignoring it, and gave him the honor of supreme honor.

And that heart.

The man's palm is warm, and there is no difference from back then.

She would always dream of him for many years after he left.

Day and night.