In just eight years, Changsheng had never seen such a person. For a moment, she didn't know what to do. Looking at this indifferent person, Changsheng paused, then stood up and came from
I was busy cleaning up the mess on the bed.
When he pulled down the bed sheet and quilt, the man rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and spoke naturally.
"Hey, I'm cold."
Changsheng ignored him. He quickly packed up all the dirty things, took them out and beat them in the snow. Then he soaked them in hot water and cleaned them. Then he moved them to a room with a kang and prepared them for baking.
At this time, the man was still lying lazily on the bed, just watching Chang Sheng busy, and he didn't know what the meaning was in his beautiful eyes. Chang Sheng couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to understand it now.
"You clown, what's your name?"
Maybe it was because Chang Sheng hadn't spoken for a long time, and the man didn't have any weapons in his hands, so he could only talk to Chang Sheng. But Chang Sheng thought of her deceased grandfather, and she didn't like people who despised her own life like this. Her grandfather, parents, and maternal grandfather have all passed away.
, but people who despise their own lives are still alive and well, which makes immortality a bit uncomfortable.
The man looked at Changsheng's serious face, but he seemed to have discovered new fun, and kept asking Changsheng.
"What's your name? The clowns? The clowns?! The clowns?"
Throughout the morning, the voice of "Eight Clowns" kept ringing in Changsheng's ears, so much so that she thought it was her own name.
"My name is Changsheng."
Don't call him a clown. This guy is really weird.
"Eternal life?"
The man pondered the name playfully, with an unknown smile on his lips. But his eyes were cold.
"You are a mortal, but you still want to live forever? What a delusion!"
Chang Sheng was a little unconvinced.
"I am a mortal, aren't you? We are all the same, what is there to say?! Moreover, this is just the expectation of my elders for me, they hope that I can live a long life."
"Long live a hundred years..."
This man who had never said a kind word since he opened his mouth lightly touched his wrist, but found nothing. His face suddenly turned ugly. He looked at Changsheng coldly, feeling that the other party was mocking him.
The man took one look at Chang Sheng's stature and finally swallowed those harsh words. He then asked Chang Sheng's relatives.
"What about your relatives?"
Changsheng's face was a little pale, and he slowly shook his head.
"They are all dead."
"No one left?"
"They are all dead."
"That's it..."
The man was silent for a rare moment, and then said his name.
"You can call me Xuejin from now on."
"Xuejin?"
"Yeah. But you can't keep shouting."
"Why?"
"Because it's annoying. If someone keeps calling your name, wouldn't you find it annoying?"
"..."
But the person who kept calling him just now was him. And he refused to call him by his name, calling him a clown. Although Changsheng knew that he was not good-looking, this blatant dislike was also very hurtful.
"Then you call me by my name too?"
"No. I don't like that name. It's unlucky. I'll just call you, um, just call you, A Chou."
Ah Chou is really ugly. I never forget to remind myself that she is not good-looking.
He didn't have the same experience as an injured person, so Changsheng worked on his own. Xuejin just lay on the bed and watched lazily, without feeling the slightest bit embarrassed. In this way, Changsheng had to keep an eye on this person all the time, for fear of
He committed suicide again.
However, although this person is very troublesome, squeamish and willful, with a poisonous mouth, and spares no effort to talk about himself when he gets the opportunity, Changsheng also feels that because of this person, his life is not as boring as before.
Already.
At least, the courtyard is no longer so silent that you can even hear your own heartbeat. In other words, it is a little more popular.
"Ah Chou, Ah Chou? I want to drink water——"
The voice that screamed like a soul made Changsheng dizzy. The previous emotion was now forgotten. Well, this was a bit too popular.
Handing over a glass of hot water, Xuejin drank a little tentatively, then pushed it away in disgust.
"It's not good water. I don't want to drink it."
Changsheng's temper was really good, perhaps because he had experienced Lao Gutou's irritable criticism. At this time, he didn't have any impatience towards Xuejin, he just spoke calmly.
"This is the water you drank yesterday."
Xuejin suddenly choked.
"Well, that's who I was yesterday, and it's not who I am now. I don't want to drink this water now. Please change it for me. Otherwise, I will die of thirst."
Can this living person die of thirst?
If it were anyone else, Changsheng would never believe it, but if it were this person, Changsheng believes that he can definitely do it. Although he may not necessarily die, he will definitely torture himself desperately and try to die.
Sighing slightly, Chang Sheng went out and bought another glass of water without complaint. It was obviously the same water, but now Xue Jin drank it with relish.
Looking at Xue Jin, who was rarely well-behaved, Chang Sheng felt that he had grown up a lot in just a few days, and it was all because of this man. He was obviously a big man, but he was even more unreasonable than a child like himself.
Although Cha Changsheng is far from old enough to get married and have children, he has already experienced the difficulty of raising children in advance, and he is still a disobedient child who has tried to commit suicide several times.
Seeing the man's eyes staring at the ceramic water cup after drinking the water, Chang Sheng immediately reached out.
"Give me."
"...so stingy."
Unhappily, he handed the water cup to Changsheng, and Xue Jin lay down on the bed again, rolling back and forth as if he had no bones.
"Ah, boring, so boring. I'm going to be bored to death. Ah Chou, dance for me to cheer me up."
Changshengquan pretended that he didn't hear it. This man had gone crazy more than once or twice. After putting the water cup away, Changsheng took out some gold sore medicine and other things and told Xuejin to lie down obediently.
"Come here, let's apply the medicine."
Xue Jin is so unhappy. If it weren't for the fact that his limbs and limbs were artificially damaged and now he can't even fight for immortality, he would have run away long ago. But if he doesn't want to be undressed by a little girl, then he has to be obedient.
Already.
Changsheng looked at Xuejin, who was rarely well-behaved, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this person was not crazy all the time. Thinking back to those moths Xuejin had provoked in the past few days, Changsheng felt suffocated. This person's character and actions
What he did really didn't match his face.
Seeing Chang Sheng's not-white fingers untying his clothes, Xue Jin lowered his eyelashes slightly, blinking gently like a butterfly, covering up all the emotions in his eyes, and then burst into laughter under Chang Sheng's surprised gaze.
