Save the tragic villain in progress!

Jiang Weimian obviously only bought one apartment, but he felt that he would soon have another three-bedroom apartment, no, maybe he would dig out an entire underground palace.He stood as far away from Xiao Jinang as possible, and then turned up his collar to cover his face, struggling through the most embarrassing and difficult half hour in his life.

Wow, it's really embarrassing.

However, those bastards in the group who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal were still urging him to ask him if he had received Xiao Jinang.

Shen Liang: 【Have you received Little King Kong yet?what does he look likeHurry up, take pictures! !I'm going to bed in two hours! ! 】

As an author who once stayed up late and died suddenly, Shen Liang refused to stay up late with his life.

Chu Xinian is also a little curious about this question: [The system is a non-human creature. Normally, it should be able to adjust its appearance data by itself. In summary, his human form should not be too ugly. 】

Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows, and one sentence could choke people to death: [Then what if the aesthetic of the little King Kong is that kind of shiny polyhedron shape? 】

Because of his words, the group suddenly fell into dead silence.

Shiny?Will it shine?polyhedron?

Walking on the street like this will scare people to death, right?

But I have to say that they are even more curious about Xiao Jinang's human form.

Tang Yan: 【Will he fight?Cough, I mean does he have muscles?Would you like to take a picture and see? 】

Rong Xuan: [A friendly reminder, without the person's consent, this kind of behavior may infringe on other people's portrait rights... But Little King Kong is not a human being, and we don't use it for profit, so it doesn't matter, just shoot it. 】

After reading the group news, Jiang Weimian looked at Xiao Jinang, who was still doing research seriously in front of the shelf, and was silent for a moment, then finally raised his mobile phone in the air, and took a photo of his profile:

"Crack!"

If you want to die together, let's die together. In short, he can't be the only one who is embarrassed.

Jiang Weimian directly sent the photo to the group.

In a sense, Chu Xinian guessed right. When the system generates a human figure, it will automatically select the best option, so the proportions of the appearance are close to perfection.

So even if Xiao Jinang lives like a carefree mentally handicapped child, his handsome milk dog appearance will still attract girls to look back frequently on the street.

When everyone in the group saw the photo, they clicked their tongues unanimously, thinking that they really look like human beings.

Shen Liang rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: [Is he the little King Kong?Well, although he is not as handsome as me, he is still good looking... Wait, what is he holding in his hand? ! 】

Shen Liang stared at the photo, his complexion changed slightly, and suddenly he felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Jiang Weimian remained expressionless: 【As you can see, condoms. 】

Chu Xinian zoomed in on the photo, and as expected, he found that it was a condom. He couldn't help being a little surprised: [Why did he buy this? 】

In the minds of most hosts, Little King Kong is still the pure little King Kong. Although the other party will occasionally turn into a yellow diamond, he still can't change his pure personality. Things like condoms can't be hooked on him.

Jiang Weimian sneered, and replied directly using Xiao Jinang's words: 【Use it. 】

What else can we do?Blow up a balloon?

Rong Xuan: [Who taught him?You? 】

Jiang Weimian felt that this was really the most outrageous joke he had heard this year: [Do you think I will teach him such pornographic knowledge for no reason? 】

Wait, yellow knowledge?

As soon as Jiang Weimian spoke, he suddenly realized something, and subconsciously looked at the news of the group members, only to see the name of a certain scum on the list.Although the avatar was always gray and offline, it still couldn't stop the doubts that suddenly rose in his heart.

Jiang Weimian narrowed his eyes suspiciously, forgot to avoid suspicion for a while, and walked in front of Xiao Jinang calmly: "Who taught you to buy these things? Sang Feiwan?"

Xiao Jinang has already picked out almost all the products he needs, and his arms are full. Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise, and asked curiously, "Huh? How do you know?"

Sang Feiwan also urged him not to tell others, how did Jiang Weimian know?

Hearing the words, Jiang Weimian let out a breath slowly, thinking that this is the case, he said how could Xiao Jin'ang suddenly become like this, it turned out that he was red when he was close to vermilion, and pale when he was close to yellow.

Jiang Weimian: "What else did he teach you?"

Xiao Jin'ang was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jiang Weimian raising his hand: "... Forget it, don't talk, I don't want to hear it, go and pay the bill."

In public, he still wanted to show some face.

Xiao Jinang had no choice but to carry a bunch of things to the counter to check out, and by the way, kindly asked Jiang Weimian: "Do you want it? Can I share some with you?"

Jiang Weimian didn't speak, but covered his face with his collar, turned around and left the convenience store, and went directly to the door to wait, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

At that time, Mingwu had been waiting at home for Xiao Jinang to come back.

He sat on the sofa in the living room, motionless, only feeling that the silence in the room made people uncomfortable, as if he returned to the time when he lived alone overnight, and the smell of decay and death never went away.

Ming Zhou lowered his head and rubbed his phone, as if he wanted to do something, but in the end he didn't do anything, and put the phone back on the coffee table.He didn't know when Xiao Jinang left, but he always felt that it had been a long time, and the feeling of not hearing from him made him restless.

There was a kitten lying on the floor. It was originally curled up in Xiao Jinang's coat, but at some point it stumbled out again, bumped into Ming Zhou's leg, and stepped on his slippers with its paws.

"Meow~"

The small and frail meow broke the silence in the air, and finally brought the dazed Ming Zhou back to his senses.He heard the meowing of a cat at his feet, and realized that there was another cat at home, and slowly sat down a little beside the sofa, trying to avoid this weak animal that was good at running away.

He doesn't really like cats.

Or more than cats.

He resisted contact with anything alive because it would cause endless trouble, such as now, the cat seems to have entangled him.

If the nurse hadn't said that it had been fed water and cat food, Ming Zhou would have thought the cat was hungry, but the cat was obviously not hungry, it just wanted to find someone to play with it, and kept circling Ming Zhou's legs.

He couldn't see tomorrow, and the cat was young and didn't know how to avoid it. If he made a slight move, he might accidentally step on it, and then that idiot Xiao Jinang had to ask his so-called friends to borrow money for the stray cat he picked up. Cats heal.

That's really stupid...

Ming Zhou let out a breath slowly, leaned over and groped and grabbed the cat. In the palm of his hand was a ball of fluffy touch, like a glass product that would shatter if touched lightly.He groped on the ground to find Xiao Jinang's coat, then put the cat in it, and turned off the light in the living room with a click, hoping that this furry thing would go to sleep quickly.

After finishing all this tomorrow, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and finally gave up the living room and returned to his bedroom.He was sitting in front of the desk, and there was still some hidden pain somewhere behind him, and it was uncomfortable no matter how he sat.

When people are happy, they are always accompanied by pain. In the dead of night, the pain will become clearer, and it will come over and over again like a wave, reminding you to remember that man.

Ming Zhou closed his eyes, not knowing what to think.There was always not much expression on his face, no matter what time he had a calm expression, with the elegance and stability unique to this age, but at this moment he couldn't help frowning, even though it was only for a moment.

Some pain.

Can't tell why.

Ming Zhou felt that he needed to think about something else. In order to divert his attention and pass the time, he fumbled for paper and pen from the drawer, which seemed to be the only thing he could do now.

【People will never be able to take the sun, but in the dead of night, when everyone else is asleep, you look through the window, but the moon can be yours alone...】

【The endless stream of people under the high-rise buildings, like ants, like lackeys, reflects the appearance of each of us.But in fact, most people are "spiders", and the criss-crossing spider webs are like a world, representing your relatives and friends. 】

[No one in this world can be alone, but I am a different kind. 】

【I don't have those things, just like a spider that can't spin a web, and I don't fit in with this world. 】

【Xiao Jinang is different from me. Although he has no relatives, he can still have many friends.I know this kind of thinking is wrong, but I still can't control its existence...]

Ming Zhou paused, leaving one fine hole after another on the paper, and finally admitted the fact:

[I can't allow him to have someone more intimate than me around him. 】

[This idea started to grow wildly from the moment he received the call.Xiao Jinang is like the sun in the sky, but sometimes I still don't know whether his appearance healed me or pushed me into the abyss of despair. After all, I have never had such a sick thought before. 】

[I suddenly thought of my father in name, when he abandoned me and that woman, it was such an ordinary afternoon.He made the excuse that he had to work overtime and never came back. 】

[The woman has been sitting on the sofa waiting for him. 】

【The woman finished the meal, paced back and forth in the living room, and then began to wash clothes and do hygiene.But until the food turned rancid and she washed all the clothes in the closet, the man still didn't come back. 】

[Not every story has an ending, but fate seems to have given the ending already. 】

[I can't live like that woman, at least, I can't live like a lunatic. 】

[But I still want to pick the sun. 】

[I don't want the moon, I just want the sun...]

【I want that sun to belong to me alone, and no one can peep from the corner of my eye. 】

Ming Zhou left one hole after another on the paper, and the sound of kraft paper being pierced was particularly obvious in the room.His fingertips, which were holding the pen too hard, even felt faintly numb and stiff, and finally he had no choice but to let go of the pen.

Ming Zhou sat on the chair, slowly raised his hand, and put his index finger in his mouth.He frowned slightly, because the tip of his tongue tasted a rusty smell, probably because he accidentally pricked his hand when he was writing just now.

But Ming Zhou had no time to take care of this small wound, he remembered the mobile phone left on the coffee table in the living room, slowly pulled his chair back and got up, ready to make a call to Xiao Jinang.

He wanted to tell the other party that it was time to go home.

Any later and the pet store will be closed.

They had a cat after all, didn't they?

For the first time in Ming Zhou's life, he felt that keeping a cat is not worthless, but when he was groping his way to the living room, there was a knock on the door:

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Xiao Jinang was carrying too many things and couldn't open the door.