The anime convention staff remembered that they had used stun guns in the dungeon, and someone had even put a light bulb in his mouth and attached an electrical wire to his head... apparently, it was attached to his temple!
Zhao Xiaoyue found it strange; why did this person's expression change so frequently? Now he was gloomy again.
I cried at the anime convention.
A wave of sadness washed over him. Someone had suddenly collapsed and died two months after being brain dead!
Then he inexplicably opened his eyes wide. What's wrong with him? Why is his mind so chaotic?
He frowned, staring at the people in front of the bed. "You're the ones who saved me?"
Zhao Xiaoyue said without changing her expression, "Well, how about it? Are you moved?"
In her previous life, she was thoroughly bullied at a comic convention; now, she's going to use the debt of saving her life to bully him to death.
At the comic convention, he chuckled, "Look at all these bandages wrapped around my body, do you think I dare to move?" He even tentatively twisted his body, "Ouch~ I had surgery on my stomach! I can't move!"
Pfft! Cough cough cough! Pfft pfft!
Zhao Xiaoyue glared at Zhang Xiaomeng, "Go outside and keep laughing!"
"Yes! Pfft pfft!"
"Exactly, I guess they ate too many radishes!" the anime convention member added.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes lit up. Oh dear, still so sharp-tongued.
"Why are you looking at me? I'll give you the money." The person on the bed closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep.
In his memory, he had saved a lot of money, a great deal of money. This person saved him for one of two reasons: either for his looks or for his money.
"That's too polite..."
Seeing this at the comic convention really opened my eyes. "This little girl is so young, you're not my type!"
So it wasn't about the money after all!
How many people came because of his face? I can't remember.
I really want to ruin this face, but... that would hurt too much.
The thing I fear most in this life is pain.
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