Chapter 029 The Ideal Type

Hei Xiazi sighed, "If this is true, then the system is just treating us like waste. It's a very clever calculation!"

After sighing, he glanced at the mute who was already daydreaming, and said unhappily: "Mute, we are talking about something, but you are daydreaming again."

Zhang Qiling, "......"

He silently pulled up his hood and put it on, trying to cover as much as possible.

The two people who saw this operation, "......"

Forget it. Don't expect a mute to talk about things. It's good enough that he can cooperate and listen.

Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen talked a lot about eavesdropping, and the topic finally ended when Jie Yu Chen's cell phone rang.

The chef at home prepared the food and Jie Qi called to inform him about it.

When the three of them left the office, they saw Jie Qi standing one meter away waiting, holding two large food boxes in his hands. Seeing his master coming out, Jie Qi bowed slightly and followed Jie Yuchen.

A group of four people came to the ward. There were four guards guarding outside the ward, both for protection and supervision.

However, Sang Mo in the ward had no intention of escaping. After teasing the evil spirit for a while, he took out his mobile phone and started playing Tetris.

When the ward door was opened, he did not look up to see who had come. After all, it was just those few people, nothing to see.

The game sound effects were a little loud in the ward, and Xie Yuchen raised his brows again. He liked playing Tetris and he once stayed up all night just to pass a level.

I don’t know whether Sang Mo did it intentionally or unintentionally, but he chose to play this game at this time.

But his skills were too poor, and Xie Yuchen couldn't bear to watch it after just two glances.

The game was over quickly. Sang Mo raised his head slowly and yawned without covering his face. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He asked them, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

How strange!

With Sang Mo's ability to commit suicide, he actually asked them when they would be discharged from the hospital and actually cared about their thoughts and opinions?

Sang Mo turned his head to look at Hei Xia Zi who was taking food out of the lunch box, and said, "It's not me who wants to be hospitalized, but I won't pay the hospital fees. If you want to charge me, I will be discharged now."

Hei Xiazi thought to himself, since Huaerye is here, it is not the blind man's turn to pay.

Even if it is the blind man's turn to pay, don't even think about taking money from his pocket.

Xie Yuchen said: "You can stay here as long as you want. We won't charge you any fees."

Sang Mo looked at him and blinked his listless eyes, "Oh."

[It's a bit strange that Jie, the boss who doesn't trust anyone, suddenly becomes kind. 】

Xie Yuchen, "."

That’s right, he suddenly became kind-hearted just to explore the secrets and truth of eavesdropping. To be honest, Sang Mo seemed to have some understanding of them.

And this understanding seems to go beyond the basic level of cognition!

Sang Mo was too lazy to pay attention to these. He whispered, "I have been sucked too much by you. You promised to feed me with your own hands."

The evil spirit popped out from his back and stretched out his hands to pick up the yam and lean meat porridge on the bedside table. The seemingly illusory two hands actually picked up the bowl of porridge.

Sang Mo smacked his lips in amazement, "Ha, you are quite capable."

The evil spirit said complacently: "Of course. '

The other three people in the room saw the bowl of porridge floating in the air magically, and a spoon scooped a spoonful of porridge and passed the bottom of the spoon over the edge of the bowl before it was brought to Sang Mo's mouth.

Xie Yuchen, "......"

Hei Xia Zi asked directly: "Are you not pretending to be crazy now?"

What did Sang Mo say to himself before? He said that all crazy people are like this and asked them not to mind it.

Look at it now, a madman can make the porridge bowl float in the air by itself, and the spoon can automatically scoop a spoonful of porridge and bring it to his mouth?

Sang Mo really doesn't even bother pretending!

Sang Mo ate the porridge in the spoon and said casually: "Don't mind it, it's just a little trick. It's my little ghost feeding me porridge."

"......"

"......"

Does he dare to find a more convincing excuse?

Although it sounds supernatural and unreliable, they all know that it is the truth. The one feeding Sang Mo is really an evil spirit, or even a ghost.

Hei Xia Zi rubbed his arms and said, "So you and the ghost catcher have known each other for a long time?"

"I don't know him. This is the first time I see him." Sang Mo replied flawlessly, but he was also complaining in his heart.

[I have indeed never seen it in this life, but I did see it in my previous life, and I am not lying. 】

[The White Ghost is still so cunning. It’s a pity that I was so close to death this time, but I was still rescued. It’s really outrageous. 】

Hei Xia Zi followed up by asking, "Then why did he suddenly stab you? It looked like he had a grudge against you. Who would believe you two didn't know each other before?"

Sang Mo spread his hands, "If you don't believe it, forget it, what else can I do?"

The blind man's mouth twitched, "Alright, I won't ask you about this. I'm not such a curious person. The main thing is that you were stabbed by him this time, so I think I should find out some details, right?"

"Since you don't want to say more, then I won't ask."

Sang Mo gave him a lifeless look.

Hei Xia Zi was choked again and restrained himself to look away, fearing that if he continued to look, he would be unable to resist and shoot him.

He even wondered, could it be that Sang Mo was such a disgusting person that he was forced to shoot Sang Mo when he could no longer tolerate it?

Hei Xia Zi sat back on the sofa and collapsed. He didn't bother to ask anything.

Without Hei Xia Zi, who was responsible for creating the atmosphere, and Zhang Qiling being a taciturn person, the burden of Xie Yuchen's self-conscious testing fell on him.

He pulled a chair over and sat down beside the bed. He crossed his hands for a moment, looked at Sang Mo and said hesitantly, "I've heard of some strange people doing this. Sang Mo, you should be more restrained in your methods in the future."

"Although I'm glad that you don't seem to treat us as outsiders and haven't hidden such magical and secretive methods from us, I still have to be on guard against others. In a world full of darkness and filth, a ray of sunshine is original sin."

Sang Mo raised his head and looked at Xie Yuchen.

That eyebrow and eye are still as delicate and eye-catching as before.

He put on a fake expression and said, "Thank you. Your teaching makes sense, but I don't accept it."

[If you were a little dumber, you would indeed be the best choice for boyfriend or even partner. But you are too smart and can only be the most ideal type. 】

[He is rich, handsome, and has six-pack abs. He can sing. He is both a boss and poetic. When he needs to be decisive, he will never be merciful. —]

[Alas, I am just too suspicious and don’t trust anyone. But without this, I wouldn’t be Xie Yuchen. 】

[So, there is always a huge gap between the ideal type and reality. 】

Xie Yuchen was slightly startled. Hearing such a long speech, he was indeed a little uncomfortable, but he controlled his emotions very well, and the slight surprise he showed at the moment seemed to be in line with the reaction he should have after hearing Sang Mo's words.

He also smiled, "It's up to you."