Mo Wennian sensed the change in Meng Chen's mood and turned around to see the person lying on the ground.
Her pupils shrank and she turned around to look at Meng Chen, only to see that he was already standing there in a daze, his hands shaking, and he was muttering, "I killed someone."
She was afraid of this. Fortunately, everyone ran away. She just picked up Meng Chen and carried him home.
Along the way, Meng Chen was in a very low mood, probably because he had not yet recovered from his shock.
Zombies are still different from real people. Just looking at the health bar alone cannot confuse the two.
Putting Meng Chen on the sofa, Ping An could see that he was in a bad mood, so he lay obediently at Meng Chen's feet and brought Kang Kang over to put in Meng Chen's arms.
Kang Kang: ??? Never mind. Thanks.
Meng Chen stroked Kang Kang mechanically. It was true that no one could resist the charm of a little kitten.
"Let's talk about this."
Mo Wennian took the initiative to draw his attention to himself. He had to enlighten him immediately about this kind of thing, otherwise he would be in a dead end.
Meng Chen's hand suddenly stopped. Thinking of the man who died in his hands, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
"This is probably your first time meeting someone.
If you're upset, we'll all be worried about you."
Seeing that he ignored him, Mo Wennian didn't say much and continued to persuade him.
"Think about it, if you hadn't killed him today, we wouldn't have gotten away so easily. I was even hit with a stick, and my back still hurts."
Pretending to be pitiful is the most effective thing, Meng Chen finally realized it.
"Should I give you some medicine first?"
He had completely forgotten that it was only after Mo Wennian was injured that he became furious and killed that man.
"Well, give me some medicine. It hurts so much."
It didn't hurt anywhere, but it was obviously nothing. This blow was just a drizzle for Mo Wennian.
Mo Wennian took off his shirt, exposing his back, and waited for Meng Chen to apply medicine.
It was also the first time Meng Chen had seen Mo Wennian's body so directly. He usually wore pajamas when he rested. Mo Wennian liked to sleep naked, but Meng Chen was too shy.
There was only a very shallow red mark on the back, but Meng Chen still felt distressed and applied ointment to Mo Wennian.
"It's a good thing you killed him today, otherwise, I don't know how many more times I would have been beaten."
Mo Wennian couldn't see his face, but he could tell that he would probably be shaken.
"...But..."
Meng Chen also felt that what Mo Wennian said made sense, but it was a human life after all.
"Besides, they wanted to rob us in the first place. They wanted to kill us. We were just resisting. It wasn't us who started the trouble."
It’s all their fault, it’s all their fault, Mo Wennian thought to himself. If it weren’t for them, how could Meng Chen be covered in blood so quickly?
Meng Chen fell silent again, as if it was indeed the case. They tried to rob us first, and we were just acting in self-defense.
"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to come back so early. It's still unclear whether we can come back."
If he praised Meng Chen highly, Mo Wennian believed that he would definitely feel the same way.
"It seems so..."
They were the ones who started the trouble first. He was just acting in self-defense, but he just didn't control his strength well.
"Well, and do you think you are a good person?"
Mo Wennian asked again.
"...I'm killing people now. I'm not a good person..."
When Mo Wennian heard his answer, he wanted to slap himself again.
"Have you ever done anything bad before?"
Mo Wennian patiently and kindly persuaded people.
"No."
He is usually very quiet and doesn't communicate with many people at all.
"Then you are a good person. We suffered this undeserved disaster because we were too good and bullied honest people."
Mo Wennian brainwashed him, and Meng Chen was a little confused.
"is that so?"
Meng Chen felt a little confused. Is there such a thing?
"Yes, I'm telling you, you're just too soft-hearted. You were sucked dry by the Meng family in Interstellar. If you don't resist now, you'll be morally blackmailed, so don't take it too seriously."
Seeing that it was effective, Mo Wennian continued to work hard.
Meng Chen thought about it and it seemed to be true. Before, Meng's mother had asked him to bring Meng Tianyou into the entertainment industry.
But he has ordinary facial features and no special skills, so he can't get out of this big dye vat once he enters.
He also gave her subtle reminders, but he said that he was afraid that he would take his job. Every time they met, they were secretly hostile to each other, and it would get worse when they didn't meet.
Is he too kind?
Mo Wennian felt that it was about time, so he turned around and hugged Meng Chen in his arms.
Meng Chen couldn't control himself, and rested his head on his shoulder, tears streaming down his face.
(Wow, I really feel sorry for Chen Bao.)
(Wow, Mo Wennian, you have to treat our Chen Bao well.)
(Although, she is really gentle. Chen Bao is so happy, and I am so happy too.)
(Emm, no one thinks she has a really good figure?)
(Indeed, Chen Bao eats really well. Those waistline and abdominal muscles are really hard not to love.)
Mo Wennian stroked his fur and muttered something.
"Cry, you'll feel better after you cry."
"Remember, you're a good person. If others like you, that's as they should be. If someone doesn't like you, it's because they have no taste."
"You're already very good. It's normal to do some bad things occasionally. We are not saints. Why do we have to be so clean?"
"Life is not black and white. We can be gray, doing good things often and doing bad things occasionally."
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