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The identity of the handsome boy 1

 [xx told me that I can make a wish to the gods. I think this is really stupid. If I can escape completely by making a wish, then I am willing to sacrifice my soul.]

Wen Jiu groped for the carvings on the wooden table with her hands. She still remembered Chu Jiayan's disdain when Granny Zhao mentioned the word god, but she was so desperate that she wanted to believe in gods and make wishes to gods.

What makes Chu Jiayan so desperate? Is it the gene fusion experiment?

Also, what is this crossed-out xx? It was scratched several times with a knife and it is difficult to see the original appearance clearly.

【No one can save me.】

This should be the last sentence Chu Jiayan carved on the wooden table. The scratches on this sentence are deeper and messier than other words. It is not difficult to see how desperate and panic he was at that time.

"Why did you sneak into my room?"

Wen Jiu was thinking seriously when he heard Chu Jiayan's voice coming from behind.

She turned back and said nonchalantly: "Close the window, why don't you close the window every day after nap?"

Hearing this, Chu Jiayan was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Just breathe."

He did not ask Wen Jiu if he saw the scratches on the wooden table, and the other party did not ask him about the scratches.

The two of them remained silent, closed the window and locked the door, as if the scratches carrying pain did not exist, and walked down the stairs leading to the lobby on the first floor one after another.

"Jiujiu, I've almost finished cleaning downstairs." Qiao Shishi took off her apron, "We can go home."

Wen Jiu responded to her with a smile, and then looked at Chu Jiayan who was silent behind him.

Although Chu Jiayan is still reluctant to reveal more information, in fact, if you think about it from his perspective, not everyone can face the sufferings they have experienced calmly, and it is normal for him to be unwilling to recall it.

So Wen Jiu sighed and walked over. She stretched out her hand and said to Chu Jiayan: "Let's go home."

Her voice is very soft, like a clear spring surging in the forest.

Chu Jiayan looked at her in surprise, then lowered his head without making a sound. He just silently took two steps forward and held her hand.

The other party's hand was small and soft, and a little warmth came from the touch, which made his heart soften for a moment.

"Chu Jiayan, do you want to see your grandfather?"

Wen Jiu held Chu Jiayan with his left hand and Qiao Shishi with his right hand, and the three of them walked slowly toward the exit of the scenic spot.

She could feel her left hand tightening for a moment after she finished speaking.

It seems that Chu Jiayan is not really emotionless, he still thinks of Lao Chu in his heart.

What she did in the store just now was, on the one hand, to test Chu Jiayan's attitude, and on the other hand, it probably touched her to some extent.

After all, both the other party and herself were experimental subjects. Although she did not find any memory about the experiment, judging from Chu Jiayan's performance, she could still guess how painful the gene fusion experiment was.

If she had to describe her mood, it would probably be the sympathy between similar people.

Qiao Shishi knew about Lao Chu's situation. When Wen Jiu had no time to go to the hospital, she would help visit Lao Chu in the hospital, so there was nothing to avoid her in these matters.

"I don't want to." Chu Jiayan's tone was a little cold.

He avoided Wen Jiu's scrutinizing gaze and walked faster, causing Wen Jiu to squeeze his hand tightly and ask him to walk slower to consider the children.

The topic about Lao Chu was forced to end. After the three people took the floating bus home, they no longer talked about the topic about Lao Chu. They only went about their own things.

As soon as Qiao Shishi got home, she immediately opened the light screen panel and couldn't wait to catch up on Zhuang Rudie's new drama. She was now his biggest fan and she had to follow the drama every day and browse Xingbo.

For information.

Because Chu Jiayan couldn't use the Wisdom Ring, Wen Jiu bought a lot of cheap second-hand paper books for him to read in his spare time.

He and Qiao Shishi sat at each end of the sofa, both deliberately keeping a certain distance, and neither disturbed the other.

"You two are so polite for leaving such a large piece of land for me."

Wen Jiu just went back to the room and changed into furry pajamas. When she came out, she saw that the middle of the sofa was still empty.

"This is specially reserved for you," Chu Jiayan flipped through the books in his hand, "and can you buy a few more second-hand books?"

"I bought two boxes of books and it's not enough for you to read?" Wen Jiu walked to the middle of the sofa and sat down, then opened the light curtain panel and prepared to reply to the message.

Hearing this, Chu Jiayan almost rolled his eyes.

He closed the book in his hand and moved closer to Wen Jiu. He gritted his teeth and said, "See for yourself what kind of books these are! The ice-cold CEO's favorite, the aloof academic god was pushed down by me, and the sweetheart mommy escaped from marriage with Sanbao."



"Can you find me some books that are suitable for me to read? Can you respect my taste in reading?"

Wen Jiu didn't even turn his head, he just sighed and answered him: "I also want to respect your taste in reading, but the books you want to read are too expensive. The second-hand books of these romance novels are even discounted when they are wholesale."

"Look at how many star coins we make in one day of business, and you want to go and buy those expensive books. Respect me, I really don't have that much money to waste on you."

I don't know why, but these words made Chu Jiayan a little stunned. He felt like a wasteful prodigal.

So he sat back silently and continued to read the book The Paranoid President's Little Wife ran with the ball in his hand.

Wen Jiu first checked the sales report sent by Lizeyu, and then replied to Ming Yihan about the situation of Snowflake Crispy.

After the factory changed the formula, the taste of the remade snowflake cake became normal, and it was exactly the same as the snowflake cake she made by herself, both in taste and texture.

Ming Yihan was very satisfied with this. Not only did he transfer the 400,000 star coins he had agreed to before, but he also transferred an additional 200,000 to support her in setting up a reception center.

The extra 200,000 yuan he transferred was given in the name of charitable donations, so Wen Jiu did not transfer the money back.

After replying to all the necessary messages, Wen Jiucai found Zhang Zhuangshi in his friend list.

She has been curious about the cotton doll for a long time, and now she has the opportunity to ask.

["Wealth 9": Brother shopkeeper, I'm sorry to bother you so late.]

She still had to be polite. After she waited for Zhang Zhuangshi to reply to her, she worded it carefully before sending the message.

She did not directly ask Zhang Zhuangshi if he knew the handsome boy, but said that the cotton doll looked very much like her former friend.

["Donghu Doll Store Zhang": Then this friend of yours must be very handsome, right? That black-haired doll is actually a human simulation, but I don't have any photos of the real prototype.]
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