Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng never imagined that the body she got this time would be so deceptive.

The time you can live is clearly arranged.

I don’t want to live anymore.

I'd rather die.

[Why are you dying? Get up and be happy. 】Wangzhehao is quite arrogant.

Oh, you are incredible, you gave me such a bad start, how can you be so happy?

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

Chuzheng: "???"

What the hell?

Where did you learn this messy soul poison soup?

Are you poisoned?

[…] Serve calmly and with a smile, and don’t behave like a young lady.

Chuzheng and Wangzhehao quarreled in the dark. It was unknown how long it had passed before Chuzheng felt that this body seemed to wake her up.

Chuzheng glanced at the very eye-catching countdown in the upper left corner.

53:27:48

Time is a little tight.

Chuzheng tried to open her eyes. Above her head was an old, cracked ceiling covered with cobwebs.

She was lying on a small bed next to the window, which was half open.

There was a drizzle outside the window, and there was a layer of fog, and the buildings in the distance were shrouded in fog.

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

There weren't many things in the room, just a bed, a table, and a simple pieced-together cloth wardrobe. The corner was converted into a kitchen, with pots and pans placed on it.

This was not part of the plot experienced by the original owner.

The original owner lay pitifully in the rain for a long time. It was a miracle that he didn't die at that time.

Probably because she came over and changed her escape route, she was picked up.

Chuzheng wanted to get up, but her body was very stiff and she couldn't move.

So I just lay there.

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

The other party probably didn't expect that Chu Zheng had woken up. He met her gaze when he came in and was stunned there.

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

It's a boy.

To be honest, when Chuzheng first saw him, she really couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

The person at the door was wearing a large T-shirt, not dirty, but very old, with frayed 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 long, covering his forehead and eyes, and his thin body is easily indistinguishable in the dim light.

Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds.

Good guy card?

"Yeah." Chuzheng quickly looked back and said, "Where is this?"

"I... this is where I live." The boy closed the door and replied softly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I don't know you... so..."

He was a little incoherent and very cautious.

Chuzheng didn't feel physically injured, but couldn't move.

It is probably due to some reasons that the original owner is a time and space merchant.

"I'm fine."

The boy walked over carefully and got closer, and Chuzheng could see his face clearly.

The boy's facial features are incredibly beautiful, but because his hair is blocking his face, he can't see clearly unless he looks carefully.

He pursed his lips slightly, with a bit of timidity in his eyes, and his whole person showed caution and subtlety.

He is obviously the owner here, but now he is like a guest.

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

"Did you get me back?"

The boy nodded.

"I was alone?"

The boy continued to nod.

"Thanks."

"No...you're welcome." The boy seemed embarrassed, lowered his head and went around to the side, closing the window, and the sound outside the window suddenly disappeared.

The boy came back and said, "Can you get up?"

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

"...Oh...Okay..." The boy turned around and went to the other side of the room and started messing with the pots and pans.

Chuzheng watched him struggle.

The boy was quick with his hands and feet and quickly prepared a bowl of porridge and a bowl of side dishes.

He brought the porridge and vegetables to Chu Zheng and took out the folding table from the side. After putting it down, he looked at Chu Zheng and then at the porridge: "Um... can you eat it by yourself?"

Chuzheng: "..."

As much as I want to say I can!

But I can't do it!

Chu Zheng began: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"are you not hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Didn't you feed me before? No matter what she was hungry for, she was lying down and not moving, so she didn't need to consume it.

The boy hesitated and covered the bowl of porridge with something without touching it.

"You don't want to eat?"

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

As soon as the boy finished speaking, Chuzheng heard his stomach growl as he sang about the empty city plan.

The boy's face turned red, he held his stomach and took a few steps back.

Chuzheng just noticed that he seemed to have only cooked this one bowl of porridge, and looking at the environment here... Chuzheng thought he must be poor.

You don’t even have a bowl of porridge. Isn’t this too poor?

"You can eat it yourself." Chuzheng said, "Don't worry about me."

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

"Eat quickly." Chuzheng frowned coldly.

Perhaps it was because Chu Zheng was too fierce, the boy shrank, his face turned pale, he pursed his lips and pinched the hem of his clothes, and carefully sat back to the table.

-

Chuzheng soon realized how poor the boy who picked her up was.

How can one be so poor...it's so miserable.

Human tragedy.

It was getting dark outside, and the boy turned on the light. The dim light enveloped the small room, making everything look shabby.

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

She supported the bed to get up. The bed felt like it would collapse if she moved, so she didn't dare to exert any force.

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

"You...what do you want to do?" The boy asked her, "I can help you..."

"Toilet."

The boy's face suddenly turned red, and he stood up in a panic, pointing to a curtain in the room: "Inside...I'll go outside. If you're ready, call me."

Before Chuzheng could say anything, the boy had already opened the door and went out.

After Chu Zheng got down to the ground, she found that she was walking with the same hands and feet. She was glad that the little one was out.

After Chuzheng finished using the bathroom, she shouted outside.

The boy opened the door and came in.

Chuzheng leaned to the side instead of lying on the bed.

"what's your name?"

The boy replied in a low voice: "Xi Jing."

"The name is quite nice."

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

"My name is Chuzheng."

"Chu Zheng?" The boy said with confusion, and his beautiful eyes blinked.

"The first time we met, the kite was like a kite."

"Oh..." Xi Jing pinched the hem of his clothes out of habit and swept his eyes across the room: "You can sleep on the bed tonight."

"Where are you sleeping?" The room is only so big, with just one bed.

"I'll sleep on the floor." Xi Jing said, "I'll just make the bed in a while. I'll get you some water. You wash up and rest first..."

Xi Jing moved at his request and immediately brought hot water to Chu Zheng.

After rummaging in the closet for a long time, I found a very clean handkerchief.