Chapter 61: Marked as a Slave
Shen Cinian was leaning against the door, his posture was very casual, but the pressure on him was very heavy, as if a mountain was blocking the door.
Su Nan sat still, her eyelids drooping slightly, hiding all her emotions. Instead, she smiled and gently pushed Fang Ke, "Go ahead, let him coax you. Why follow me... and suffer?"
He loves Fang Ke very much and thinks he loves him more than Chen Cinian, but Chen Cinian can give Fang Ke a better life and take better care of Fang Ke than he does.
So Su Nan became a deserter again, and before Fang Ke could answer, he got up and left alone.
Just like he left Fang Ke alone in the hospital that year, he just left without giving Fang Ke a chance to stay.
Sometimes Su Nan felt like a tumbleweed, unable to take root and unable to find where his hometown was. He was just drifting in vain in the desert wind.
He passed by Shen Qinian, who made room a little to allow him to squeeze through.
Then he heard a gentle voice behind him: "Come here, how did I offend you? Come here, I'll comfort you."
He suddenly took a deep breath, his heart felt very sad, and he left quickly without looking back.
See, he said Shen Cinian is better at coaxing people.
He disappeared into the snow and decided not to come back.
Some people are born with a bamboo basket and are destined to be unable to draw water.
It didn’t matter. Although he couldn’t fetch water, he could fill a basket with eggs and fry them for himself every morning.
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Fang Ke didn't go over, his heart was trembling, but he picked up another cocktail. The light purple wine with white cloud-like flocs was very beautiful in color. Under the light, it looked like a dazzling nebula. The top note was blueberry, very special and unusual, but the base note suddenly became ordinary, becoming an ordinary or even inferior glass of wine.
The moment I realized that Chen Qinian and the player were in cahoots, the stunning opening note was enough to end the show, but what about the aftertaste...
Shen Cinian was this cocktail that made him lose interest in tasting it.
He just held the wine glass, walked over step by step, walked in front of Shen Chen Nian, raised the wine and poured it directly on Shen Chen Nian's shirt.
"Coax your father," he said, his tone unbelievably indifferent, "I don't need it."
He doesn't need this kind of hypocritical rebirth, nor does he need this kind of "Truman Redemption". He is just a stinky rat in the gutter, and he should rot and stink. This is what it means to return to nature!
Change it, your mother will change it, I won’t change it anymore!
Fang Ke knocked over a passerby who was about to stop his motorcycle, got on it, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
Boom—boom—day—
The motorcycle rushed out, direction... no direction, Fang Ke was just riding randomly.
Shen Cinian still stood there, letting the wine drip from his completely wet sleeves, his almost perfect gentle expression cracked once again.
He wasn't angry, not really.
but……
Fang Ke is indeed a very good person.
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People often say that City A is an island surrounded by the sea on three sides, a cold island in the north.
Fang Ke rode along the coastline until his motorcycle ran out of gas and the wheels were deeply stuck in the frozen surface sand. Only then did he stop this endless venting.
It doesn't really mean anything.
There may have been an ocean here once, but now it is just a block of ice.
The world has become a freezer. What's in the freezer? Just some frozen food.
What's the difference between dumplings and buns? The souls of good and evil people are just strange food.
Fang Ke was lying on the beach at the coastline, his arms and legs spread out.
The ice on the mud and sand melted, and muddy water seeped into his trouser legs. His beige trousers were dirty, his favorite sweater was dirty, and the scarf around his neck was full of sand, which leaked into his neck whenever he moved.
It’s actually very tiring.
Fang Ke suddenly wanted to turn into a lazy hermit crab or a small barnacle, so that he could do nothing all day long but deal with a rotten coconut or plankton in the sea.
Or thrown into the sea.
Become a turtle or a jellyfish, and just paddle in the ocean or drift with the flow. The simple brain does not need to think about complex problems like humans, nor will it have so many messy emotions.
Fang Ke lay there for a long time, staring at the pale sky with a dull expression, before he finally understood why he was so depressed.
Because he was regretting, he regretted that more than two years ago he was too young, he was too naive, he thought that as long as he became a high-level player, as long as he surpassed Fang Jimin, he would gain the same respect as Fang Jimin.
He thought Fang Jimin would look up to him, apologize to him, repent in front of him, and say that he was sorry to him and his mother.
He thought that if he reached the top, he could get rid of the reputation of the playboy Mr. Fang and change the minds of the young masters and young ladies in City A who looked down on him.
But no. It was what it was supposed to be. His situation not only didn't improve, but it actually got worse. The suspicions he faced, dozens of times greater than before, made all his efforts a joke.
He worked so hard to climb to the top of the mountain and showed his amazing talent, but he was only transformed from a "criticized decadent young master" to a "traitor and traitor who is hated by everyone."
Oh. Fang Ke suddenly understood.
——Oh, it was my own effort that made me jump into the abyss.
It turned out that he was not climbing up, he thought he had really reached the top.
It turned out that he was falling into the abyss. He was so great that he chose the right path to death.
It turns out that you can become a hero by not just rushing to the front lines.
Of course, there are flies on the front lines, but are they heroes? No, a fly is still a fly. No matter how hard it flaps its wings to disrupt the enemy, it is still a fly.
No matter how much supplies Fang Ke brings back, no matter how many people receive Fang Ke's kindness, Fang Ke is still Fang Ke, still that annoying rat.
Mouse, why don't you cooperate with scientists in the experiment?
Fang Ke, why don't you go protect the spirit master in the dungeon?
You see, Fang Ke is just a mouse.
Fang Ke rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "Rat, why haven't you been drowned by the waves yet? Are you going to die or not? If you don't die, I will die."
"Go to the dungeon, go to the dungeon, Fang Ke, go to the dungeon quickly." Fang Ke turned over and lay on the muddy and sandy ground, letting his hair and facial features be completely covered with dirt. As he talked to himself, mud and sand entered his mouth and nose, but he seemed unaware. "If you are not dead, go to the dungeon, why the hell are you not going to the dungeon yet! What does it have to do with us if your brains are knocked out? Go to the dungeon quickly!"
0221 Hiding deep in Fang Ke's soul, it felt that Fang Ke was even weirder than weird. It thought Fang Ke must be crazy and had mental problems. This scene was so horrifying that it scared it. It silently put a question mark on the screen.
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Schizophrenia, schizophrenia, delusional disorder, histrionic personality disorder
It thought for a long time, and finally said, "You are crazy."
It was 8:23 am, City A time, Sunday. A woman who had taken her children to the beach to dig for shells saw a "corpse" on the shoreline from a distance. She was so frightened that she suddenly screamed, "Ah!"
Fang Ke finally sat up, then stood up again and stepped onto the ice.
He didn't know where he was going, he just walked on the sea ice, getting farther and farther away from the land.
Getting further and further away from the humans on the shore.
A monster from the deep sea, perhaps it shouldn't have come ashore in the first place.
Because he could never truly integrate into the city and the people.
He walked until he could no longer see land. It was already very dark. His whole body was frozen. He was very cold and tired. He was exhausted and finally fell to his knees.
He didn't know what to do.
He tried hard and tried to be redeemed by his fellow human beings.
He searched for many years, but what was the use of finding it? It had no effect at all.
Humanity cannot save him, and he no longer has any hope in humanity.
When they are at their wit's end, even the staunchest atheist warriors have to seek divine help.
"God..." He lay on the ice and murmured, "Any god will do, please, take me away."
"I... am willing to be your... believer..."
Black smoke suddenly came out of the ring on his hand, revealing a hazy human figure in the night.
Black, but he has divine compassion and gentleness.
"I disagree," God said, "because you have not truly surrendered to me."
"You're just in so much pain that you want to use me to help you get relief."
Fang Ke suddenly covered his ears.
Who wants you? Who said that there is only one god in this world, Gui Shen? He didn't say he wanted to join Gui Wei. What is Gui Shen?
It was too harsh, those words pierced his heart and hurt him so much.
It's exploitation, so what.
He didn't realize that he was crying. He just hated in his heart the weird thing in front of him.
What's wrong? It's none of your business. I don't want to take advantage of you.
He hated Guiyi, because he was in so much pain because of Guiyi! Now Guiyi came to him again, mocking him and making fun of him!
What a weird god, what a despicable villain.
"Get out!" he said in a hoarse voice with tears in his eyes. "Get out!"
"Although I do not agree with your request, I will give you the second divine favor," Shen Ci sighed. In fact, it was the fifth time, two pills, one resurrection, a ring, and this time.
Or maybe, it was actually the umpteenth time. Shen Qinian still felt that Fang Ke was like the believer he once was.
Fang Ke doesn't care about divine favor at all, he doesn't want it at all.
He just felt a sudden heat on his back near his heart, and something was imprinted on it.
It was a dark blue rose. Fang Ke had a thin back and a deep spine line. Part of the rose stem coincided with this line, making the beautiful rose look a bit three-dimensional.
Like breaking out of a corpse.
Crane blue represents "ultimate purity, absolute freedom and idealism".
Klein blue is the color of a person's pupils after death. It is often said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and what you see through the window after death may be the person's soul.
The human soul is indeed such a beautiful blue.
This divine favor means: I will mark you as a slave, and when you die, your soul will belong to me.
But before you die, as the master of your soul, I will grant you absolute freedom of body.
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