Where did Chu Zheng think of the body he had this time, so cheating.

The time to live is clearly arranged.

Don't want to live anymore.

I'd rather die.

[What are you dead, get up and hi. 】The title of King is quite arrogant.

Oh yo, you are terrible, give me such a broken start, why hey?

[Miss sister, have the courage to discover the beauty of life. 】

Chu Zheng: "???"

What the hell?

Where did you learn the messy soul poisoning soup?

Are you poisoned?

[...] Calmly keep smiling and serve, and can't be insightful with the young lady.

Chu Zheng and Wangzhe quarreled in the dark. It took him a long time before Chu Zheng felt that this body seemed to wake her up.

Chu Zheng glanced at the very striking countdown in the upper left corner.

53:27:48

Time is tight.

Chu Zheng tried to open his eyes, and there was an old, cracked, cobweb ceiling above his head.

She was lying on a small bed with the window next to it, half open at this time.

The drizzle outside the window made a layer of mist, and the distant buildings were shrouded in the mist.

Chuzheng looked at the room she was in now, a very small room, no more than ten square meters.

There are not many things in the room, a bed, a table, and a simple patchwork cloth wardrobe. The corner has been converted into a kitchen with pots and pans on it.

There is no such thing in the plot experienced by the original owner.

It was a miracle that the original owner was a pitiful person lying in the rain for a long time.

Probably because she came here and changed the escape route at the time, so she was picked up.

Chu Zheng wanted to get up, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

So I can only lie there.

After another half an hour, the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a thin figure came in from outside.

The other party probably didn't expect that Chuzheng was already awake, so he met her gaze when he came in and froze there.

After a while, the other party said nervously: "You... are you awake?"

It's a boy.

To be honest, Chu Zheng just saw him, and he really couldn't tell whether he was a male or a female.

The person at the door wore a large T-shirt, not dirty, but very old, with fluffy edges, a pair of shorts, and white canvas shoes on his feet. Maybe it was raining outside and the canvas shoes were quite wet.

His hair is slightly longer, blocking his forehead and eyes, and his thin body is easily indistinguishable under dim light.

Chu Zheng stared at him for a few seconds.

Good guy card?

"Yeah." Chuzheng was very open and withdrew his gaze, and said, "Where is this?"

"I...where I live." The boy closed the door and replied in a very soft voice: "Are you uncomfortable? I don't know you...so..."

He was a little incoherent and very cautious.

Chu Zheng didn't feel any physical injury, but could not move.

It is estimated that it was caused by some reasons that the original owner was a space-time merchant.

"I'm fine."

The boy cautiously walked over and got close so that Chu Zheng could see his appearance clearly.

The boy's facial features were so beautiful that he could not see clearly because his hair was blocked.

He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were a little timid, and the whole person was cautious and careful.

Obviously he is the host here, but now he looks like a guest.

Chu Zheng saw injuries on his neck and arms, and some bruises on his knees.

"You got me back?"

The boy nodded.

"I was alone?"

The boy continued nodding.

"Thank you."

"No...no thanks." The boy looked embarrassed, lowered his head and walked around, closing the window, and the sound outside the window suddenly disappeared.

The boy came back: "Can you get up?"

Chu Zheng said frankly: "No, I need to lie down for a while."

"...Oh...ok..." The boy turned to the other side of the house and started tossing about the pots and pans.

Chu Zheng watched him toss.

The boy's hands and feet were quick and he quickly made a bowl of porridge and a bowl of side dishes.

He brought the porridge and vegetables to Chuzheng, and took out the folding table from the side. After setting them, he looked at Chuzheng and the porridge again: "Well...can you eat it yourself?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Although I want to say I can!

But I can't do it!

Don't start Chuzheng: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"are you not hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Didn't you feed me before? Hungry or hungry, she lay down without moving, no need to consume.

The boy hesitated, did not touch the bowl of porridge, and directly covered it with something.

"You don't eat?"

"I...I'm not hungry either."

As soon as the boy's voice fell, Chu Zheng heard his stomach sing "Kung Cheng Ji".

The boy's face flushed, and he took a few steps back while holding his stomach.

Chu Zheng just noticed that he seemed to have only cooked such a bowl of porridge, and then look at the environment here... Chu Zheng felt that he should be poor.

There is not even a bowl of porridge, this is too poor, right?

"You eat yourself." Chu Zheng said: "Don't worry about me."

The boy shook his head: "I..."

"Hurry up and eat." Chu Zheng lowered his eyes.

Xu Shi Chuzheng was too fierce, and the boy shrank, his face pale and pale, his lips pinched the hem of his clothes, and he sat back carefully at the table.

-

Chu Zheng soon knew how poor the boy who picked her up was.

How can I be poor like this...it's too miserable.

Human tragedy.

The sky gradually dimmed outside, and the boy turned on the light, and the dim lantern covered the small room, and it was shabby everywhere.

Chuzheng felt that he could move, but he was still a little stiff.

She got up on the bed, the bed would collapse when she moved, and she didn't dare to use force.

The boy was washing clothes next to him, hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked over.

"You... what are you going to do?" the boy asked her, "I can help you..."

"The restroom."

The boy flushed suddenly, stood up in a panic, and pointed to a curtain in the room: "Inside...I'll go outside. If you are fine, call me."

Before Chu Zheng could speak, the boy had opened the door and went out.

After Chu Zheng went to the ground, he found that he walked on the same hands and feet. Fortunately, that little bit went out.

When Chu Zheng finished going to the bathroom, she yelled outside.

The boy opened the door and came in.

Chu Zheng leaned on the side and did not return to the bed to lie down.

"what's your name?"

The boy whispered and replied, "Xi Jing."

"The name is pretty."

The boy smiled shyly, but quickly lowered his head: "Thank you."

"My name is Chuzheng."

"Chuzheng?" The boy was confused, his beautiful eyes blinked.

"The first time I saw it, the kite of the kite."

"Oh..." Xi Jing habitually pinched the hem of his clothes, and he glanced across the room: "You can go to bed tonight."

"Where do you sleep?" This room is so big, just a bed.

"I sleep on the ground." Xi Jing said: "I'll spread it out in a while. I'll fetch you water, you wash it, and rest first..."

Xi Jing moved as soon as he said, and immediately fetched hot water for Chu Zheng.

After looking through the closet for a long time, I found a very clean veil.