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Shen Jiaming's entire body was in excruciating pain, so he didn't notice Ah Jiu's expression and continued, "Ah Jiu, why are you wearing such a set of clothes in the middle of the night? "Even if you like it and go to bed at night, we can't wear it anymore, can we?"

He gritted his teeth and spoke sincerely with Sheng Jiuzhou. When he raised his head, he saw Sheng Jiuzhou staring at him with eyes full of surprise.

He paused for a moment, feeling that what he said just now was a bit too much. After all, he had caused a disturbance in his nightmares at night, that was why Sheng Jiuzhou came to wake her up. He pursed his lips, endured the pain, and said patiently: "Ah Jiu, brother is fine now, you go back and sleep first."

He endured the pain in his arm and took a look at the clock. It was only 2 in the morning. It was the darkest hour of the night. He dreamt so much that his whole body was in pain and it hurt even more when he moved her. He couldn't get out of the bed and chase Sheng Jiuzhou back to sleep so he tried his best to tell her twice. Sheng Jiuzhou didn't even open his mouth to answer her.

Shen Jiaming had no other choice. Just as he was about to speak again, Sheng Jiuzhou finally moved. She quickly turned around and walked out of Shen Jiaming's room without looking back. Luckily, she did not forget to help him close the door before she went out.

Her movements were extremely fast, and in the end, what remained in Shen Jiaming's eyes was only a touch of red, the bright red robe with golden threads embroidered on it.

Shen Jiaming shook his head. He truly did not understand, why would Sheng Jiuzhou love that clothes so much?

He shook his head and pulled at his flesh. He was in so much pain that he grimaced and couldn't say anything. Resisting the pain, he stretched out his hand to feel the painful lines on his body. He traced the lines with his finger, and after he finished drawing, his hand froze.

He only drew a very small area, but that pattern had left a deep impression on him! The pattern on his body was exactly the same as Sheng Jiuzhou's clothes, and also exactly the same as the Tomb Hole that he had stayed in before.

Shen Jiaming's body stiffened. After sitting for half a day, he still did not know what exactly was in his mind, nor did he really know what he should think about.

Originally, he thought that because he had experienced a car accident, he had experienced an illusion. But the pain he felt on his body was still there, but it just so happened that it was exactly the same as the pattern on Sheng Jiuzhou's clothes. Was there such a coincidence in the world? Or was it just an illusion?

He didn't know how long he thought about it, but when Shen Jiaming woke up again, the sky outside the window was already bright. He had actually fallen asleep just as he thought about it.

Shen Jiaming sat up on the bed and saw that his blanket was still on the floor. He flipped over, put on his shoes and got off the bed.

After he folded the quilt, he was stunned once again.

He first shook his arm in disbelief, agile and unharmed. There was no pain in his body at all.

Shen Jiaming was in disbelief as he reached out his hand to pinch the place where his wound used to be. The wounds from last night that caused him so much pain that he couldn't even beg for death, had actually disappeared without a trace.

Shen Jiaming was stupefied on the spot. He was a little unable to differentiate what happened last night. Was it a dream or had it really happened? Last night, had Sheng Jiuzhou really come to his room?

He opened the door and came out of the room. Sheng Jiuzhou had put on a dress and her hair was still in the dust as she sat obediently on the sofa with her eyes fixed on the television.

The television did not turn on, the crystal screen in the dark night reflected Sheng Jiuzhou's reflection. Sheng Jiuzhou sat opposite to the television, staring at his screen very carefully, as if he was looking at something interesting, causing him to be unable to stop himself.

When Shen Jiaming walked over, he suddenly turned his head to look at him, and revealed a sweet smile.

Ever since they met Sheng Jiuzhou, most of the time, her expression was the same. Basically, she didn't have any expression, especially when it came to things like smiling with him.

Walking to Sheng Jiuzhou's side, just as he was about to speak, Sheng Jiuzhou suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Shen Jiaming, you're late."

Shen Jiaming, "..."

He hadn't thought that the young ancestor, who had always been aloof from worldly affairs, would actually say that he had woken up late. Just as he was about to explain, Sheng Jiuzhou suddenly stood up, grabbed a piece of cloth from the sofa and held it in front of Shen Jiaming.

Shen Jiaming had originally been completely focused on Sheng Jiuzhou, so she did not even notice that on the sofa she was sitting on earlier, there was actually that crimson long robe with golden threads embroidered on it. She suddenly raised her clothes in front of him, causing Shen Jiaming to be stunned. He had no idea what this young girl who was a retard wanted to do.

Seeing that Shen Jiaming had yet to speak a single word, Sheng Jiuzhou lifted his red clothes and moved closer to Shen Jiaming.

Shen Jiaming had to ask her: "Ah Jiu, what are you doing?"

Sheng Jiuzhou blinked his eyes that were like black grapes, and said word by word, "Burn, die!"

Shen Jiaming was startled, and immediately asked her, "You want to burn these clothes? "You are willing?"

Sheng Jiuzhou nodded his head heavily, and said with determination: "I can bear to!"

Although Shen Jiaming had never liked Sheng Jiuzhou's clothes, to burn them so suddenly and simply, Shen Jiaming still found it hard to accept.

This time, Sheng Jiuzhou's attitude was exceptionally resolute, "Burn it! I want to burn her! "

"Ah Jiu..." Shen Jiaming hesitated, but in the end he did not say anything, he turned around and went to the side of the table to take out a lighter, and said to Sheng Jiuzhou: "Come, Ah Jiu, let's go burn it, no matter how happy you are!"

On the elevator, Shen Jiaming purposely said to Sheng Jiuzhou, "Ah Jiu, who bought this for you? If the person who bought your clothes found out that you burned it just like that, would he not be happy? "

Sheng Jiuzhou pursed her lips and stayed silent throughout.

In truth, Shen Jiaming did not know where he should burn this thing. It was definitely not suitable in the small district, he could only think of the trash disposal station, after all, if this place was burnt down, the properties would not say anything, and the owners of the small district would not cause trouble.

The district's garbage station was located in a corner of their district. Normally, it was the place where the residents of the district would abandon their daily life. Shen Jiaming did not do housework at home. Under normal circumstances, the people who came to throw away trash would be his cleaning aunt, so he was a little unfamiliar with this trash station.

In an empty space beside the garbage station, he helped Sheng Jiuzhou light up the clothes.

Looking at the burning flames, Sheng Jiuzhou suddenly spoke: "This is a gift from big sister."