It's hard for An Xu to say, he is only eighteen years old with his body.

But the actual mental age is almost thirty.

Nodding, Ye Jian spoke again:

"It's wrong for you, a little girl. You are so young, but you still have a bunch of brothers and sisters. My uncle is no good."

Ye Jian chatted with An Xu like his peers.

An Xu looked strange, wouldn't this uncle think of his daughter when he looked at him?

"When I see you, I think of my daughter. She is only seventeen years old. But you look smaller, and you look about the same age as her."

An Xu: "..."

"My daughter is very naughty. Especially when she was in the rebellious stage, she would quarrel with me every day, saying that I, an old man, don't understand anything. I kept talking about her.

Now she is much more sensible and knows how to care about my father and sometimes buys me gifts. But, I may not be able to stay with her for much longer. When I think of this, my heart hurts."

Ye Jian had a brave smile on his face, and couldn't help but take out the photos and start looking at them.

He knows his physical condition. He can't run as fast as young people, and his brain is not as good as young people. In this survival game, he may die in this round.

With better luck, you might still be able to survive until the next copy.

But he just wanted to take advantage of his last moment to look at the good girl.
Chapter completed!