"Just kidding." Jiang Chuan paused before saying.

"It's good that you're fine. If you have any unhappiness, you must tell me - it's okay to tell your ghost friend. Don't keep it in your heart, be careful if you're so suffocated."

Fang Yu sighed, raised his hand and patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder, looking as if he was speechless. Jiang Chuan chuckled softly, turned around and began to remove his makeup, and the room suddenly returned to its original quietness.

A rhythm that can be heard even if a needle falls to the ground.

But the two humans in the room didn't know that at this moment, there was another * creature in the room who witnessed and heard the whole conversation: it would be fine if Jiang Chuan didn't laugh, but the hamster squatting on his lap was almost falling from tears.

That's so heartbreaking, those bastards are crazy!

At this time, in the hamster's mind, it was already wearing armor and hips. It was riding Xiao Hei (?), holding a bayonet in its hand and shouting "Demacia". It was covered with holy light and rushed into a black crowd, killing them without leaving any armor - wherever they went, black blood flew everywhere - yes, in Jinran's eyes, the blood flowing from the black body was black!

He was so angry that he was trembling all over.

Even if I get scolded, I'm not so angry.

Although I have no idea what anger I am - after all, as a public figure, these things seem to be basically necessary to experience.

So after he got angry, Jinran felt deeply saddened again. He simply resented that he was like this now, and there was no chance for Gen Jiangchuan to communicate normally. He could only hold his wrist like an idiot and rub it against his wrist to express his worries. If he was a human being, he could open his arms to hug him, comfort him, overwhelm him, and cover him in the pillow so that he could only think about himself and not other strange people, and then give a passionate speech of 10,000 words to analyze the current situation and future direction of the black fans in the entertainment industry.

The road is still long.

Jingran really wants to tell Jiang Chuan all the experiences he had ever bumped into and crawled all the way to today. In this way, at least he will feel that he is useful.

Thinking of this, Senshen felt that his uselessness was useless. The hamster's nose felt sour. He silently buried his face in the owner's arms and thought about it. He had no idea what the hamster was depressed. After taking off his makeup, Jiang Chuan, who was depressed, put it on the table, gave it a snack, and turned into the bathroom to take a shower. Fang Yu was outside for a while, poked the hamster who was looking at his butt, and then raised his voice to Jiang Chuan in the bathroom, saying that he would go back first, and there would be a car to pick them up to the hospital tomorrow morning.

Jiang Chuan responded in the bathroom.

Fang Yu left.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Hei poked his head from the cage and asked the trembling milk tea that was squatting beside a pile of food at this moment: "Why are you crying?"

Milk Tea sobbed and said, "I didn't cry."

Xiao Hei: "Crying Guy."

Jingran said: "Get out! You just cried... oh oh oh."

About half an hour later, Jiang Chuan came out of the bathroom, looked at the swelling ointment on the bed, ran to the mirror and looked at his back. Finally, he seemed to have no interest in the swelling ointment. He picked it up and threw it on the table, changed into a nightgown, and lay on the bed with wet hair.

The hamster jumped off the table, landed on the bench, and then jumped from the bench to the bed - when it landed on the soft quilt, it made a "pop" sound, and then it rushed along the quilt all the way toward its owner's head.

Jiang Chuan covered the quilt and pulled the quilt under his chin. So the hamster squatted on the edge of the quilt, tried hard to stretch out his round body, stretched out his claws, and carefully touched the man's chin.

"Well, Ah Fei, are you going to sleep with me tonight?"

The hamster retracted its claws and raised his arms to express: yesido.

Jiang Chuan blinked and lay down a little flattened. The hamster slipped and fell on his face. It seemed that he was afraid that Jiang Chuan would dislike him. The hamster immediately moved his fat body, clumsyly moved away from his face, and landed on the pillow next to him.

A small piece of pillow sank.

Jiang Chuan lay down, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then suddenly said without a trace: "Fang Yu said I should feel uncomfortable - but in fact, it can't be said to be uncomfortable, it's just a little strange. I didn't do anything to them. Why do these people hate me as if I had dug their ancestral grave?"

Be cautious: "..."

He squatted beside Jiang Chuan's pillow, without saying a word, but silently moved his body to the man beside him, allowing his furry body to gently lean against his company at a distance that would not cause trouble to the other party - in fact, he could answer the confusion raised by Jiang Chuan.

The answer he wanted was much worse than what Jiang Chuan thought.

——These people don’t hate him at all. They are just venting their negative emotions. This has nothing to do with who they are scolding. And they don’t care about what kind of impact will the people who suffer from these remarks be when they curse these words and drift away to live their lives. This is just a trivial episode in their lives. After they curse, they may forget it if they turn around... Only when fans who maintain celebrities come up to scold them will they feel that they are innocent and say that they are just commenting on a few casually, why are they besieged by fans? He is just a cute ordinary person.

When striving for reason, he did not forget to scold celebrities and fans for being one of the same virtues as a glass of heart.

Ah, but we can't blame them completely.

I remember that I saw a star saying something very well on a variety show. She said, "You don't need to care what the only black guy among the 100 people who encourage you are talking about. After all, there are so many people who spend so much time typing to encourage you. It is actually unfair to them that you are struggling with a black guy."

This principle applies to life. You will never know what happened to those who hurt you, causing them to feel bad and speak badly, and you have no obligation to bear their emotions.

Thinking of this, Jinran couldn't help but raise his hind paws and scratched his furry face helplessly.

Unfortunately, he couldn't convey this truth to Jiang Chuan well.

It's so hard to be a hamster.

"Fang Yu said, if I feel unhappy, I should ask someone to talk to you."

“…”

"But after thinking about the people I know, when I heard me say these things, I knew that I was bothering me for such a small thing, they should be laughed out loud - maybe they would laugh at me for the rest of their lives."

“…”

"So you can't tell them," Jiang Chuan turned over, stretched out his finger, poked the one next to him close, and kept his butt tickling motion, turning his head to stare at his hamster, "Just talk to Ah Fei."

“…”

Looking up close, Jiang Chuan's face is so handsome that it is breathtaking.

When the man whispered and complained, the long and thick eyelashes drooped, like a butterfly flapping his wings, gently flapping his wings... Gao Ting's nose bridge cast a small shadow on one side of his cheeks. The blue eyes were bottomless, but the light was flowing, as if they were hiding millions of emotions - they could easily fall into it when they accidentally looked at each other.

Let me tell you, Ah, fat, just say, okay.

Jingran: “……………………………………………………………”
Chapter completed!