MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 137 Hello Director (11)

Bai Xu’s scorpion went out, and the atmosphere in the living room was very strange.

Chen crossed his foot and crossed the door. He was still outside. He was aggressive.

It’s a stack of books, I just had a table with him.

Lying, not right!

The hairs of Chen’s body are all up, and the meal is not so quiet. He’s too tired today. He’s confused like a pot of porridge, and he’s not found to be wrong.

Looking back now, when he burned the dishes to call the script, he was still a curse. Later he went to the sofa to fight, and after a while he woke up, standing at the table and loading the rice was not.

Which one is that? 123456... Is one of the big ones out?

I don't know what happened, Chen has a lot of scripts in his mind, quarreling there, one saying that I want to go out, one saying that I should be today, one saying that I am going to go...

very scary.

Chen took the foot outside the door and closed the door with his backhand.

The slamming sound broke the silence of the living room, and the windless lake suddenly appeared a stormy wave.

The scene is so weird, Chen wants to die, and knows that he will not go downstairs and throw garbage. Why are you so diligent? Will you die when you go to work tomorrow?

I knew that he wouldn’t cook for the book. They went to the restaurant. After they finished eating, they could hand in a hook and step on the road to take a nap. Isn’t that good? !

Oh, there is a mistake in cooking.

Chen carefully stretched his neck from behind Bai Xu, the man on the sofa was lazy, the atmosphere was strong, and there was a murderous atmosphere, like a triad.

Really not a book.

This feeling, Chen is also familiar, because the other party came out twice, the first time just watching him eat stinky tofu, the second time he pressed him on the window sill and engaged.

When I think of this, he is afraid, the window sill, so high, in case the other party makes a small difference, walks a god, or the hands are sweaty and slippery, then he will fall to the first floor and die.

Chen also looked at the man's deep bottomless eyes, his mouth twitching and smiling.

In addition to this, he really can't think of other expressions.

In this indescribable atmosphere, the edict opened, and he raised an eyebrow. "Bai Xu, what do you say? I am not a curse, who is it?"

Bai Xu's face was stretched and his body was stretched. He was a high school classmate with the book. After several years of graduating, he didn't contact him until he was on a business trip. They met.

These years have always been there.

Bai Xu, because of his professional habits, will go to observe the people around him and pay attention to some details.

He knew that when he was sitting, his back was very straight, his fingers were crossed and placed on his abdomen. He once joked that the other party was a rigorous old man||part, when chatting, it was like a meeting.

But in front of him, sitting lazily, his left leg is stacked on his left leg, seemingly random, but it is very dangerous.

Moreover, the script does not eat oranges, and does not touch it. He has asked before, and the other party said that it was the shadow left by childhood.

In front of him, the right index finger and the thumb of the nail have orange juice left behind after peeling off the orange.

When Chen spoke again, there was no orange smell in his tone. It was only this one.

Bai Xu’s line of sight turned to the garbage of the coffee table. The newly changed bag had a few pieces of orange peel inside, which was conspicuous.

It should have been eaten after Chen went downstairs.

Putting together a few abrupt places, Bai Xu’s face is very bad.

"I remember you don't eat oranges."

The script is calm and self-satisfied. "This orange is bought by Chen."

The implication is that the power of love makes me change.

This also means that because love is magical, it can make a weak person become stronger, and can also make a powerful person become weak.

When Bai Xu looked over, Chen cleared his throat. "The road stopped a car and only sold oranges, ten yuan and five pounds."

"I think the price is very cheap, I bought ten dollars, or would I have to give you a few to taste?"

Bai Xu did not accept Chen’s intention to transfer the topic, but he was still working on things. “Hey, can you remember when you were in high school, sitting next to the girl behind you?”

The book said, "Do not remember."

Twenty years ago, I don’t remember that it was a normal answer. If I could say it, then there would be ghosts.

Bai Xu’s eyes were on the man on the sofa. This was the one on the phone. He didn’t pay attention. He thought that he would find that the pauses in a paragraph are different.

"I heard about your business." Bai Xu pointed to the young man standing next to him. "Are you going to keep going with him?"

The lips of the script are hooked and laughed softly. "Yes."

This smile, his body is a little more gentle.

Observing this, Bai Xu’s pupils shrank.

And Chen's scalp has to be blasted, switching personality in minutes?

The goose bumps on his arm were getting more and more, and they fell off the ground.

"What are you standing on?"

The book is headed, "Bai Xu, sit."

Bai Xu sat on the single sofa with his hands and feet, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chen stood still and stood up, so he quickly took an orange and peeled it off.

"444, you are coming out, big things are not good!"

The system said, "I am busy."

Chen and Yi, how do you feel that there is a feeling of sinisterness, "No, the loopholes can’t be pressed, or what?"

The system said, "It’s hard to say a word."

Chen suddenly screamed out of his mouth, "How often does the frequency of the loopholes resemble the target?"

System, "..."

"I am busy, if you have anything, pray."

Chen rolled his eyes again. "What use is it for you? You don't even have gold fingernails now."

The system said, "Don't say gold fingernails, big gold people have it. If you want, I can open it for you, but once you open it, you have one more task."

Chen Zai, "Too cruel?"

"This is the rule." The system said, "Complete the task is the price you have to pay for your rebirth. You have to rely on yourself and you want to play with the golden finger. Why not go to heaven?"

Chen Zai, "........."

"What kind of golden finger, that thing is for idiots, you are just mentally retarded, not an idiot."

The system is busy when it is finished.

Chen is still screaming, can I be an idiot, and, is mental retardation different from idiots?

He looked up and saw that Bai Xu was staring at the script, looking like a knife and trying to dig something out.

How to do how to do? Chen and the unconsciously deducted the oranges out of a hole, the script will not be studied as a mouse?

"Chen, come over."

When he heard the man shouting at himself, Chen swallowed his mouth and sat down with him.

The book said, "I will introduce you to him, Bai Xu, my high school classmate, is a psychiatrist at **** hospital."

Chen turned his head and said hello. "Hello doctor, hello."

Bai Xu, "Hello."

Then I fell into a strange situation.

Chen’s hand was held by a man, and the other side was playing with his fingers, which seemed to be very fun.

He wants to open his mouth, the phone in his pocket rang, it’s a rooster screaming, oh~

When the Year of the Rooster is coming, Chen feels the atmosphere of the Year of the Rooster in advance.

When the squeaking sounded, it broke the low pressure.

It was Dr. Zhou’s phone call, and Chen took the phone to the balcony. “It’s really time for you to come.”

The doctor at the end did not understand, "Ah?"

"It's okay," Chen whispered. "Is there anything to call me?"

Dr. Zhou said, "A car accident happened on the **** road ten minutes ago. Dr. Jiang is also inside, but although she has a lot of blood, she is not serious."

Chen doesn't care about Jiang Meiren. "So?"

Dr. Zhou said, "It’s no longer a driver when he was sent in. He signed a liver donation agreement, and the director’s phone couldn’t get through. The dean couldn’t contact anyone, so I asked you to come to you.”

"Doctor Chen, are you with Director Zhang?"

"Yes."

Dr. Zhou quietly ate a spoonful of dog food. "Then let him go to the hospital."

Chen is facing the phone that hangs up. It seems that something has been missed. If you forget it, let's tell the book first, and the rest.

He went to the living room and said the contents of the phone. He immediately put on his coat and went out.

"Bai Xu, talk again in the next day."

When he arrived at the door, the script shouted at Chen. When he came over, he said in his ear, "I want to come back later, don't wait for me."

Chen Youzhen is in the same place, which is this, he can't tell.

Wouldn't it be a fusion?

I noticed that a line of sight stopped on myself, and Chen immediately took his expression.

Bai Xu seems to ask casually, "Did you find anything?"

Chen is still stupid, "What did you find?"

Bai Xu stared at him. "I don't think it is strange?"

Chen continued to install, "No wonder."

Bai Xu’s meaning is unknown. “Is it?”

Chen grabbed his neck again. "I see him every day, he always does."

Bai Xu stayed for a while, but he couldn’t ask for it and left.

Chen Chang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat of his forehead, lying is really a technical job.

He did nothing in the living room and went to the computer that played the drums.

The book was busy until the early morning when he came back from the hospital. He took off his clothes and rinsed it, and put on a clean pajamas lying next to the youth.

Chen turned over again, his face was on the chest of the script, and the man was still confused. "Come back?"

The book screamed and brought the youth to his arms.

Chen suddenly woke up, he went to touch the remote control to turn on the light, and propped up to hold the man's face.

Asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen sighed, "You are so beautiful."

The face of the book is black, "Let it open."

Chen did not let, "What happened?"

The book said, "I will spit for a while."

Chen Zai, "..."

He touched the man's face. "A person must face himself before he can face others."

The lips of the script are slightly drawn. "What are you talking about?"

Chen added, "I don't know."

Shu, "..."

Chen said that the back is itchy. "You grab me."

The book said, "Catch yourself."

"I have a short hand and I can't reach it." Chen yelled at him. "My boyfriend's back is itchy, can't you catch it twice?"

The book is put into the hand, "Where is it?"

Chen Youzhen, "I have just carved a bunch of them."

He found that his back did not move. "How can I not catch it? I will catch it quickly. I am itchy."

The book stunned and blinked. "It hurts."

"It was so painful at the time, I couldn't lie down when I slept, I could only lie." Chen yawned again, his eyes were wet. "Now it hurts."

"Don't do this next time, I haven't done anything sorry for you, no hatred."

The script is coveted and silently sighs, "You."

Chen was so sleepy, he sighed. "How do I listen to this so familiar..."

During this time, when he was with the book, he always felt like a song. Where, where I saw you, your smile is so familiar, I can't think of it for a while.

To tell the truth, Chen does not know whether he likes the book, or if he likes it, it is too fast, hehe.

If you don't like it, why can't you care about it?

It may be because of familiarity and familiarity with it, like a lover in a few lifetimes.

It is also possible to write a book similar to him, and he has a fascination with him.

"Catch up, right, right there."

Chen did not be an old witch, so that the upper and lower eyelids were hugs of the prince and the princess.

The eyes of the script are covered with suffocation, unconsciously whispering, "You are mine, why should I share it with others."

He said to himself, "I want to kill them, all killed."

"But no, only two roads can be there, destroy together, and survive together."

"You said that you like me, why can't you think about it, hurry up and think about it..."

Chen fell asleep and didn't hear.

The next day, Bai Xu went to the hospital to find a book and opened the door. "The friend you said last time is you."

The script does not deny it, nor does it recognize it.

Bai Xu’s expression was dignified. “I wrote, I went to see you last night. That is not the real you.”

He took a deep breath, "or, not only you."

"Am i right?"

The script did not give a response.

Bai Xu’s inexplicable feeling of coolness, his old classmate is not a common personality split.

"Book, I know a psychiatrist, he can help you."

"No need."

Bai Xu did not hesitate to answer the old classmates. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you want to figure out what is in your personality?"

The book is looking up, and the eyes are dark and unclear.

There are a few seconds of silence in the office. Bai Xu will think that it is not a book in front of him. He goes to see it again.

If it is already confusing, even for a short time, it is terrible.

He knows better than anyone else that the possibility of symbiosis between multiple personalities is extremely low, and more is to destroy the other party, occupy the ontology, and become the only existence.

Bai Xu slowed down his tone. "Hey, you should think about Chen and think again. If you go on like this, he will be scared."

The script screamed, "I have time this weekend."

Bai Xu said yes, he went to contact him with the psychiatrist.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on the weekend, the book and Bai Xu met and went to a psychological clinic.