Chapter 316

"I don't want to ask, whoever I don't want to have can't do it, get it out of my mouth." Liao Ke stopped talking, and he took out a roll of bandages, "Let's deal with it The wound can always heal, right?"

"Yes, yes, of course!" Ni Shen joked with a smile, "It's my honor that Brother Liao is willing to take care of me."

"Take care of me, turn around and take off my clothes." Liao Ke said.

Grinning his teeth, Ni Shen took off his clothes, revealing his bare/naked/strong upper body. There were many welts from the shoulders to the chest/interlaced, and the wounds were ripped apart, and blood was still oozing out.

"Both spade and I have a little neurological abnormalities in pain perception." Liao Ke sighed rarely, "Both of them have such serious injuries that they can't get out at all from the top."

Liao Ke wrapped bandages on Nishen's back from roll to roll, and finally almost covered his entire back.

Spades are not less than Nishen, almost wrapped into a mummy.

After finishing, Liao Ke mentioned his medicine box and was about to leave. After opening the door and leaving, Liao Ke paused, turned his head, sat on the ground and guarded the God of Spades who hadn't woken up yet. , He let out a long and complicated sigh, and called out.

"Against God."

Nishen turned his head away with a smile: "What?"

Liao Ke looked at him: "If you get rid of it casually, the siblings will definitely remarry."

"Hi!!" Nishen's face was cracked, he pushed Liao Ke open the door and left, "It's difficult for me to get married, don't make such jokes casually!"

Liao Ke waved his hand to close the door, and a smiling voice came from behind the door: "If you don't want your wife to remarry, work hard, captain."

Ni Shen leaned against the wall, and suddenly burst into laughter. He leaned against the wall and staggered up, grabbed the cigarette case on the table, put on his coat and pushed away from the balcony of the conference room.

Ni Shen leaned on the fence of the balcony, held a cigarette in his mouth, and did not light it.

His eyes looked far away, looking at everything in the game, there was a light wind blowing his hair and the coat hanging on his shoulders.

There is no natural wind in the system hall, but the flow of people sometimes causes air flow, giving people the illusion of wind.

Ni Shen was silent for a while, and finally took out a lighter from his pocket, covered the cigarette and lit it.

The swaying flame of the lighter reflected Nishen's ordinary eyebrows and eyes in a peaceful and gentle way, and the smoke point was flickered. After a moment, Nishen exhaled a puff of smoke, and the rising white smoke quickly covered it. This tranquility And tenderness, only a hazy and strong sense of sinking remains.

The balcony door behind Ni Shen was pushed open at some point, and Spade, wrapped like a mummy, walked unsteadily and leaned against Ni Shen.

Nishen subconsciously wanted to choke off the cigarette.

Spade interrupted Nishen's action with a sound, he turned his head to Nishen: "Smoke, what does it smell like?"

"Why are you so curious about this all of a sudden?" Nishen thought with a smile, "Didn't you never be interested in it before?"

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that Nishen almost never smokes in front of Spades.

"This is something in [reality]." Spade stared at the burning smoke between Nishen's index finger and middle finger, and explored, "Does Bai Liu like this kind of thing?"

Nishen suddenly smiled, and patted the back of Spade's head: "What was taught before? Don't learn...don't learn to smoke, Bai Liu doesn't like cigarettes."

After finishing smoking, Nishen pinched the cigarette, he sucked the extinguished cigarette out of boredom, squinted at Spade, and teased: "I didn't expect you to fall in love with Bai Liu at first sight."

Spades paused and asked, "What is love at first sight?"

"When I saw this person for the first time, I felt that I would spend my whole life with her." There was a kind of reminiscence-like smile on Nishen's face, "Actually, no matter whether we can be with her in the end or not." She spends her whole life together, and seeing her looking at you and smiling at you in the crowd is really very happy."

"Can't I fall in love with Bai Liu at first sight?" Spade turned to Nishen.

Nishen smiled and said, "It's not that it's impossible, but it's kind of weird."

Ni Shen lazily took a cigarette: "Because in my opinion, people like Bai Liu will never take the initiative to approach anyone easily."

"Maybe it's Bailiu who can make him feel happy, so he took the initiative."

Spades ‌ against God, asked: "What is the happiness that Bai Liu feels?"

Ni Shenjing asked, "Are you happy..."

"If I can explain it in a way that spades can understand—" Nishen took out an extinguished cigarette and turned his head with a smile, "it means that when Bai Liu embraces her, besides being sad, she also feels Another emotion of the white willow."

"It's happiness."

"How does it feel to do psychological counseling?" Ni Shen turned to another topic and asked Spade.

Spades paused: "I don't feel anything."

Hearing this, Nishen laughed until he coughed a few times, and almost laughed off the cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth: "Bo Yi and Bai Jiamu shut themselves up for a long time after they finished. "

"It's really embarrassing to let others hear your inner voice."

"But I still have to listen to it to find out what the problem is..."

Spades gave him a defiant look: "Have you ever done psychological counseling?"

After a moment of silence, he subconsciously put his hand into his pocket and felt for the lighter, as if he wanted to light a cigarette, but finally he pressed it down and didn't light it.

"I've done it." Nishen replied to Spades with a sighing smile, "but it's a pity that I didn't finish it."

Spade asked: "Why didn't you finish it?"

Ni Shen smiled: "Because I have too many things in my heart, and I can't finish it no matter what."

Spade slanted his eyes against God: "Why don't you do it a few times?"

Nishen leaned lazily on the fence of the balcony: "The purpose of psychological counseling is to let you know where your problems are. Continue to look for Liao Ke to give me counseling."

"Psychological counseling is not a panacea. Oftentimes, even if your own psychological problem is this, at the end of the day, you still have to suffer the injury you should have suffered."

Spades noticed that Nishen's back was covered with bandages, he paused, and asked, "Why are you still injured because of your own psychological problems?"

Nishen squeezed the extinguished cigarette from his mouth, turned his back against the fence, and looked at Spade with a smile: "Because people are such emotional animals, Spade."

"Even if I was injured by a certain person, I still have no choice but to get close to the other person."

Ni Shen smiled: "It's like next time there is an opportunity to play games with Bai Liu, even if he can hurt you, why don't you go without hesitation?"

Spade replied quickly: "Go."

Ni Shen smiled and said, "It's quite persistent."

The wind-like flow from behind blows Spades and Nishen, Nishen squints his eyes and closes his eyes, stands up suddenly, and pushes open the balcony door.

"The whips that chopped off the two brats shattered my epee. I'll go to the weapon master to repair it, and remember to repair my own whip."

"The league is about to start, so make preparations."

Nishen turned around and smiled at Spade, and asked, then pushed open the door of the conference room, waved and left.

Inside the Wandering Circus.

Wang Shun was anxiously guarding outside Mu Ke's room, with Mu Sicheng squatting next to him, who was playing haqie.

"For so long, Mu Ke locked himself in this small warehouse as soon as he woke up, and there has been no movement at all." Wang Shun was so anxious that he was about to break through the door and squatted next to Mu Sicheng. A farmer thinks that yawning is not a breakdown, but he can't laugh or cry, "Why are you still in the mood to sleep!"

Mu Sicheng was so sleepy that he sat cross-legged on the ground, and stretched his waist: "There's no rush, as long as there is no one else, we can wait for Bai Liu to come back and take care of it."

Stretching halfway, Mu Sicheng walked towards the three people walking towards the end of the corridor, his eyes turned straight, and he jumped up suddenly: "Bai Liu is back!"

Bai Liu walked in the front without looking sideways, and Liu Jiayi walked behind him, left and right.

When Bai Liu really approached Mu Sicheng, Mu Sicheng was taken aback: "No, how did Bai Liu get hurt? Is his hair long?"

"Something happened, let Jiayi explain it to me later." Bai Liu casually answered Mu Sicheng, and then turned to Wang Shun, "What happened?"

When Wang Shun was swept away by Bai Liu's questioning eyes, he couldn't help but stand at attention, and with an occupational disease, he raised his notepad and reported one by one.

"When Mu Sicheng went to attack the killer sequence, he was sent to the Golden Dawn Works. He was attacked and trapped, but he escaped. After removing the restraints, he is currently fine."

Mu Sicheng yelled at the side and interrupted Wang Shun's words: "What do you mean by being attacked! I was assassinated! Did you assassinate me!"

Bai Liu turned a deaf ear to Mu Sicheng's defense, and asked Wang Shun, "What's going on with Mu Ke?"

"When Mu Ke brought Du Sanying into the game pool, he met a new member of the Deer Hunter." Wang Shun looked at Bai Liu with a serious face, "The other party seems to use a very powerful method on Mu Ke. A special memory tool that can transfer your own memories to Muke's mind."

"When Mu Ke came back, he was in a coma, but when he woke up, he took the key to the warehouse and a lot of paper and pens to go in and locked himself in the public warehouse, and never came out. Be alone and separate yourself from the memory of a clown."

Wang Shun hesitated for a moment: "The warehouse in the public house is similar to the small black house, and Mu Ke's mental state is very wrong. If he stays for a long time, something will definitely happen."

"I originally wanted to break in, but I couldn't understand Mu Ke's current state. If it was in a critical period of memory differentiation, breaking in might cause Mu Ke to have a stronger mental shock reaction."

Bai Liu turned to the closed warehouse door thoughtfully, then he took a step forward, knocked three times without haste, and said softly with a flat expression: "Mu Ke, I It's Bai Liu, can I come in?"

Mu Ke's trembling and broken voice came from the warehouse: "No!"