Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He almost lost his strength.

With such great strength, a normal person would be afraid that his neck would be broken by him.

Awen also got up, holding a glass of juice and standing at the door of the kitchen.

Seeing the clingy spirit clinging to Yun Si, unable to control his strength, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The white and hollow eyes are calm and cold.

Like a deterrent.

warn.

The excited sticky candy seemed to sense something and stopped moving for a moment.

Then, the strength relaxed a little.

Hold her and get off her.

"Si... Si... Si Si."

He is fierce, but he also knows how to please her.

Occasionally he would be so good, even though he was a big man, he would lower his head and look at her.

Grab her hand and let her touch her face.

This habit is exactly the same as Awen.

Yun Si pinched him funny and looked inside the room.

"How's your copying? Hello, a hundred times. Are you done?"

While talking, Awen came over and gently handed the juice to her.

Silently considerate and silently caring.

Yun Si took it and took a sip.

Looking at the stupid big guy in front of him, he immediately lowered his head.

He scratched his head and said nothing.

His eyes were a little wandering for a while.

Don't dare to look at her.

Obviously, the copy was not finished.

Let alone copying it a hundred times, you may not be able to finish it even thirty times.

He couldn't sit still and felt uncomfortable whenever he sat at the table.

I congenitally don't like to study, don't like to read, let alone write.

Even if he was forced to hold a knife, it was extremely uncomfortable.

It's not material for studying at all. It's a damn thing if it can be completed.

Yun Si was helpless, "How many times have you copied it? Show it to me."

The stupid big guy was quiet for two seconds.

Then, he grabbed her hand and shook her arm.

He raised his head slightly and glanced at her.

That miserable look means...

He doesn't know either.

because of him--

Can't count.

When stupidity reaches a certain level, it can be said that people have nothing to say.

It can only be described as rotten wood that cannot be carved.

Mud cannot hold up the wall.

Yun Si was silent for a moment, and then asked: "What is my name?"

He was stunned by the sudden question.

But soon, he opened his mouth, stumbling, and his voice was difficult.

Like it was squeezed out.

"Si... Si Si, Yun... Yun Si."

He did remember this, and he remembered it quickly.

The response is also very fast.

Yun Si nodded, "How to write it?"

He held her hand tightly and thought about it.

Then, write slowly in mid-air.

Well, I still remember the strokes of her name.

"What's your home phone number?"

He visibly hesitated for a moment.

This time, the reaction was slow again.

The core processor of the brain ran slowly for a long time, and then stuttered.

"0...0792...2...2688946."

He remembered it because she said he could find her by calling this number.

If he gets lost one day, you must make this call.

Only in this way can she find him, pick him up, and take him home.

Yun Si nodded with satisfaction.

"What's your home address?"

"..." He responded even slower.

Need to wait for a while.

His dark eyes were extremely confused.

Need to think about it, rack your brains to think about it.

The core processor of the brain is working hard, constantly thinking back.

Finally, he hesitated and choked out a string of answers.

I still don’t remember it well, but I can assume that he still remembers it.

Name, phone number, home address, all memorized.

Now, he could find her no matter what.