The dead old attack suddenly attacked me [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 72 Torment

Let Shen Zhimi take the initiative, and let Shen Zhimi retreat.

Qin Companion clenched his fingers tightly and reached out to hug Shen Zhimi, but when he raised his head, he met Shen Zhimi's eyes.

Shen Zhimi's gaze was calm.

The man continued to disinfect the wound as if nothing had happened.

Qin Sang froze there, not daring to move or ask.

After closing the medicine box, Shen Zhimi straightened up and looked at Qin Pai.

"I kissed you," he said.

Qin Shou's Adam's apple moved and nodded.

"But I don't want to be with you." Shen Zhimi said.

A bit of bitterness spread out, washing away the soft throbbing of the kiss just now.

Qin Sang felt bitter in his heart, but still nodded: "I know...it doesn't matter."

Kiss him if you want to kiss him, leave if you want to leave.

No commitment required.

It doesn't matter if you fish him, play with him, or torture him.

It doesn't matter.

Because it was his favorite Shen Zhimi who did these things.

Shen Zhimi glanced at him, stood up and walked away carrying the medicine box.

The cat didn't notice it, and sat on the sofa and licked its fur.

Qin Xi was stunned, got up to make a phone call, and ordered a new sofa cover.

The kiss ended abruptly, without reason or follow-up.

Shen Zhimi is still the same as before, staying in the crew most of the time and going home when he is not busy.

When I came back, I either played with Qin Heng, or played with the cat, and even stayed up late at night to watch documentaries, hugging the cat.

Qin Chen accepted it, but he was still a little flustered.

Even when he was at work during the day, he couldn't help but recall that bitter kiss that made him addicted again.

Towards the afternoon, WeChat rang.

Qin Xi, who was taking a lunch break, got up in a second and glanced at his phone.

It was the message from Shen Zhimi, and there was only one sentence: Have dinner together tonight?

Qin Xi was stunned for two seconds, and his spirits immediately cheered up.

His typing hands were almost shaking.

Qin Companion: Good.

Qin Sang: What time is it in the evening, what do you want to eat?

Qin Sang: Where is your crew?I will pick you up?

After posting these, Shen Zhimi didn't reply.

Qin Shou browsed the Dianping for a while, found some restaurants that Shen Zhimi might be interested in, sent them to Shen Zhimi, and asked him if he liked it.

After a while, Shen Zhimi sent a message.

Only posted a location.

Qin Chen was still very excited.

He took Qin Heng home, took a shower, racked his brains to pick out a suit, ran to the garage to find a more pleasing car, and then rushed to Shen Zhimi's crew.

When he arrived, everyone in the crew was very enthusiastic.

Shen Zhimi was still in the venue.

This time Shen Zhimi was acting as an actor with Peking opera makeup on his face.

After leaving the field, Shen Zhimi glanced at Qin Xi: "Here you come? I have to wait for a while."

Qin Qing nodded: "It's okay, I'll just sit here and wait."

Shen Zhimi filmed two more scenes, an actor kept ng in the middle, and this scene got stuck.

Qin Chou sat by the field.

Watching Shen Zhimi act, he didn't feel tormented, but he was also worried that Shen Zhimi would get off work too late and the restaurant he found would be closed.

Taking advantage of the gap between Shen Zhimi's filming, he found a few more alternatives.

It was hard to finish filming this scene.

After Shen Zhimi left the stage, it took more than an hour just to remove her makeup.

After removing his makeup, he walked towards Qin Sang, but was temporarily held back by the director.

A group of people surrounded Shen Zhimi, not knowing what they were talking about.

Qin Chou was sitting in the corner, his patience was still there, but his excitement and agitation had cooled down a little.

Halfway through, the director seemed to mention Qin Sang, and seemed to ask Shen Zhimi if anyone was waiting.

Shen Zhimi turned his head and glanced at Qin Pao, and said, "It's okay."

After a while, Shen Zhimi finally came over.

Qin Xi stood up and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to sleep in the car for a while?"

Shen Zhimi stopped in front of him and said, "I'm sorry, the crew has something to do temporarily, so I can't go out with you."

Qin Chen froze.

After a long while, he nodded: "Okay, it's okay. Then I... come back when you are free next time?"

Shen Zhimi was noncommittal.

Qin Chuchao said hello to everyone in the crew and left the crew.

Shen Zhimi stood at the window and looked at his back.

Seeing Qin Sang looking up to this side, he turned sideways to dodge again.

Qin Sang returned to the car and sat for a while before driving home.

At home, Zhang Ma and Qin Heng have already rested, and the cat is still energetic, but also full.

Qin Sang went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of instant noodles for himself.

After two days, Shen Zhimi lightened up the scene, but he didn't mention going out for dinner again.

Qin Sang wanted to ask him out, but was afraid of disturbing him, and also afraid that he would be tired after a day of filming.

In the evening, Qin Xi stayed in the study to read the precautions for raising cats.

In the video, a bearded foreigner explains: "Because your cat is hot and cold to you? God, this is normal. Cats are creatures that are born to be pampered..."

After watching for a while, the study door was pushed open.

Qin Xi sat up.

Shen Zhimi stood outside the door.

"Come here, come to my room." Shen Zhimi said.

After speaking, he walked away.

Qin Shou was stunned for two seconds, then quickly turned off the video, and followed Shen Zhimi out.

He pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

Shen Zhimi sat in the inner room and said, "Come in."

Qin Sang hesitated before continuing to walk in.

Haven't been to the master bedroom for a while.

After stepping again, he realized that this was the room where he and Shen Zhimi lived together.

When they are most intimate, they will be in any corner of this room...

Qin Xi hurriedly put down the messy images in his mind, and walked into the room.

Shen Zhimi sat on the bed and frowned at him: "Come here."

Qin Chen followed the call and walked over.

Shen Zhimi patted off the bed.

Qin Chu's body stiffened and he sat down.

Shen Zhimi put her foot on his knee.

"What's wrong?" Qin Chen was at a loss.

Shen Zhimi frowned and complained: "My feet hurt."

Qin Sui was a little worried immediately: "Is there anything wrong? The ankle hurts or where does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Shen Zhimi was a little annoyed: "Why are you asking so much? My feet hurt from walking too much, give me a pinch!"

Qin piti was stunned.

"Aren't you handless?" Shen Zhimi kicked him.

Only then did Qin Lan let out an "oh", and touched the skin of Shen Zhimi's feet with his fingers.

Once...he touched Shen Zhimi's foot more violently.

Now... it's just a foot massage.

Qin Sui has never given a massage to anyone in his life.

A lot of money flowed through his hands, and the only feet he touched were Shen Zhimi's pair.

He tried to pinch it, and Shen Zhimi immediately widened his eyes.

"Do you have any enmity with my feet?" Shen Zhimi asked.

Qin Sang: "Sorry."

He tried to pinch again, lightly this time.

Shen Zhimi looked up at him, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you always practice tickling in the gym?"

Qin Companion: "..."

He really won't.

Qin Sang held Shen Zhimi's feet, not daring to move.

He wanted to say, why don't I take you out to press?

But when he thought of someone touching the sole of Shen Zhimi's foot like him, he was a little unhappy.

"Then..." Qin Lan lowered his head, "I'll try again."

He tried to pinch with moderate force.

Shen Zhimi glanced at him, reached out and took the printed script next to him, and began to flip through it.

Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this should be all right.

The room fell silent, only the sound of paper rustling in Shen Zhimi's hand.

At first, Qin Tsang was able to concentrate.

But the touch in his hand became more and more obvious, making his heart beat slowly faster.

Shen Zhimi's skin was very fair.

After pressing for a while, the whole foot began to turn red.

Qin Sang's fingers unconsciously went up along the instep, and gently circled the ankle.

Shen Zhimi raised his head and quickly withdrew his feet.

Qin Sang froze, wanting to explain.

In the next second, a kick landed on his shoulder.

"How did you press it? Will you press it?" Shen Zhimi frowned and looked at him.

"I……"

Qin Xi wanted to tell the truth, no.

But he was afraid to speak out, so Shen Zhimi never let him press it again.

"It's so annoying." Shen Zhimi curled up his feet.

He threw the script onto the bedside table, "Get out!"

Then he hugged the quilt and lay down.

Qin Sang sat on the bed, wondering if Shen Zhimi had noticed his thoughts at that moment just now.

He wanted to stay a little longer, just a few seconds.

But seeing that he didn't leave, Shen Zhimi was very dissatisfied, and kicked him again.

"You go," he said.

Fearing that he would get angry again, Qin piti got up quickly and walked outside.

Walking to the outside room, he glanced inside again through the partition wall in the middle.

Shen Zhimi was lying on the bed with both feet huddled under the quilt.

The expression is not clear.

Should be dissatisfied.

Shen Zhimi is so difficult.

Let him press, he felt embarrassed.

But he was not allowed to press it, and Qin Chou felt very disappointed again.

On the weekend, Qin Chou went out for a trip.

The backstage of a well-known foot spa in City A.

Assistant Chen looked at Qin Sang, hesitated to speak: "Chairman, you really want to learn here..."

Qin Sang put on her clothes calmly: "I'm just holding a model in the background to learn some tricks."

"Then if it gets out, someone will find out that you have this special hobby..." Assistant Chen broke down.

"If you don't say it, no one will spread the word." Qin Sang was calm and firm.

After going out for two weeks in a row, coupled with the usual small video learning, Qin Sang felt that he could do it.

At least be professional, so that you don't think about other things in your mind, and then get kicked out by Shen Zhimi.

but……

He was so well prepared, yet Shen Zhimi ignored him for more than a month.

One night when he was going back to his room, Qin Can't help calling Shen Zhimi to stop.

"What's the matter?" Shen Zhimi looked at him.

Qin Chou put his hand on the handle of the study door, but didn't push it.

He pursed his lips: "Does your foot still hurt? Still... Do you want to press it?"

It is not easy for Qin Xi to take the initiative to say such a thing.

But Shen Zhimi just yawned.

He didn't have any interest, didn't even look at Qin Chou, just said "it doesn't hurt", and entered the room.

Qin Xi was stunned in the corridor.

Sufficient preparations were broken up, and my heart was once again barren and depressed.

He has been going to the pedicure hall to study frequently these days.

Once I met a familiar partner and made a little trouble.

Qin Xi endured it all.

But he has accumulated the knowledge of foot massage all over his head, and after working so hard for so long, Shen Zhimi doesn't need him anymore.

After a while, Qin Xi opened the door and went back to the study, and fell on the bed.

When learning pedicure with the master, Qin Sang didn't resist or collapse.

When he met his partner by mistake, he was still calm.

But now, Shen Zhimi rejected him.

Qin Chen felt a little uncomfortable.

He thought that Shen Zhimi was probably torturing him.

While he was troubled by Shen Zhimi's flirting with him, he was also thankful that it was him who was tormented by Shen Zhimi, and fortunately that Shen Zhimi was willing to torment him.

Feeling down all night.

The next night.

When going upstairs, Shen Zhimi suddenly stopped.

Four plain words: "Come to my room."

The mood that has been down for a day and a night instantly soars.

Qin Lan restrained himself, not letting himself be too happy, and only nodded to Shen Zhimi: "Okay."

After preparing for a while, he opened the door and entered the master bedroom.

Shen Zhimi was lying on the bed playing a small game without raising his head.

Qin Sang hesitated for a while, sat on the bed by himself, and reached out to touch Shen Zhimi's feet.

As soon as his fingers touched the instep, Shen Zhimi retracted his feet, frowned and turned to look at him.

"what are you doing?"

Qin Qing didn't understand, so he said, "Didn't you pinch your feet?"

"Who told you to pinch your feet?" Shen Zhimi sat up.

He threw the phone aside and lay down on the pillow.

"Your shoulders are sore, pinch your shoulders."

Qin Sang was stunned on the spot, thinking why did you come up with an over-the-top question?

He only learned how to pinch his feet, but not his shoulders.

Lying on the ground for a while, seeing that Qin Xi still didn't move, Shen Zhimi turned his head and said impatiently: "Are you still pinching?"

Qin Chen wanted to say, give me a chance to learn.

I was afraid that if he said it, the news that I had waited for this month would be gone.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Shi still bent down.

Shen Zhimi didn't have the slightest sense of being convenient for others, and lay down directly in the middle of the bed.

It's inconvenient to pinch the shoulders at this distance, so Qin Can only press his knees on the bed.

The familiar breath enveloped him, and the moment the mattress sank, Shen Zhimi immediately turned his head with rounded eyes.

Like a cat that only sees danger approaching.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zhimi frowned and asked.

"Didn't you say you want to pinch your shoulders?" Qin Sang was a little at a loss.

Shen Zhimi stared at him for a while, then turned around and lay still on his stomach.

He was lying on the pillow, his white neck exposed.

The ends of the hair swept around the neck, a little unobviously fragile.

It's a bit cold today, Shen Zhimi wore a cotton sweater.

The fabric is thick, but only a single layer.

Pressing the palm of Qin Chou's hand, he could clearly feel the ups and downs of Shen Zhimi's back bones.

"Is it uncomfortable here?" Qin Qing tried to press the crest of his neck.

Shen Zhimi didn't say yes or no, scolded him: "Why are you talking so much?"

Qin Qing pursed his lips and closed his mouth.

Massage is mostly the same.

He has studied for so long... Although the major is not right for him, he should have improved a little?

But soon Qin Xie discovered that the job was still not easy.

He pressed hard enough.

Shen Zhimi didn't criticize either.

But... Qin Sang leaned over to look at Shen Zhimi.

The man lay his head sideways on the pillow, frowning slightly, enduring the soreness of his shoulder muscles being pressed.

Occasionally lick your lips, and occasionally inhale.

this perspective...

The pressure on the shoulder stopped suddenly.

Shen Zhimi was a little dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

Qin piti did not move.

Shen Zhimi turned his head and looked over.

The man had already got out of bed and was standing by the bed.

"Are you still pressing it?" Shen Zhimi asked.

Qin Sang's jaw was tense, and his Adam's apple moved.

"Can you... have an intermission?" He asked hoarsely.

"Huh?" Shen Zhimi didn't expect him to make such an unreasonable request: "Do you massage or should I massage? Do you still have an intermission?"

Qin Companion: "..."

He lowered his head to avoid Shen Zhimi's gaze, and lied: "Hand hurts."

Shen Zhimi squinted at him for a while, then sneered: "I want to rest, get out and rest."

Qin Xi struggled for two seconds, still afraid of making a fool of himself, he quickly left the master bedroom and returned to the study.

After taking a cold shower, Qin Sang felt lucky.

Fortunately, Shen Zhimi didn't see it.

Otherwise...there may be no chance for a massage.

After a while, he felt wronged again.

How could this man be like this.

Shen Zhimi knew that she liked him...

In a blink of an eye, Qin Chou felt indifferent again.

As long as Shen Zhimi is happy.

The one-month study was very fruitful, and Shen Zhimi was probably very satisfied with his massage technique.

A few nights later, I sent him a message.

The message is only two words: come here.

Qin Tsang stared at these two words for a while, and the familiar tone made him a little happy.

It's too late.

Zhang Ma and Qin Heng are both asleep.

Qin Sang walked out of the room, he opened the door of the master bedroom, and saw Shen Zhimi waiting behind the door.

Shen Zhimi leaned against the wall, frowning as if thinking about something.

"Where do you want to press this time?" Qin Sang asked.

Thinking of what happened last time, his Adam's apple slipped twice unconsciously, wanting to suggest, why not stay in the room.

Go to the sofa in the living room.

He is afraid of...

Shen Zhimi raised his eyelids to look at him, feeling worried.

Yes, where should I press this time?

After thinking for a while, he became a little irritable.

Shen Zhimi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at Qin Companion: "Don't press it this time."

"Don't press it?" Qin Xi didn't quite understand.

"Go to bed, are you coming?" Shen Zhimi asked.

Qin Sang froze: "I..."

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Bitterness spread from the corners of his mouth again.

Qin Pao's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he couldn't breathe from the pain.

"Don't do that," he said.

Shen Zhimi's eyes cast down from the corners of his eyes, with a bright willfulness.

"Start when I say start, stop when I say stop, do exactly as I want, you have no dignity, you are just a pure tool."

He lifted his chin, beautiful and cruel.

"Come?"

A little anger subconsciously welled up in Qin Che's heart.

This request is indeed stepping on his self-esteem.

But the person in front of him was Shen Zhimi.

Qin Chen wanted to say, don't do this, I know you don't like this.

But he found that he was not qualified to say that.

He is not qualified to control Shen Zhimi, nor is he qualified to preach.

He can only grab a piece of Shen Zhimi's clothes when Shen Zhimi is willing to show mercy.

A few seconds seemed like a century.

Qin Chu suppressed all his self-esteem.

"Fine," he said, "if you want."

Shen Zhimi stared at him, his face suddenly turned cold.

With a bang, the door slammed shut in front of Qin Chou.

Qin Xi was stunned, not knowing where he said something wrong.

Shen Zhimi seemed really angry.

He didn't go home for a few days, and went upstairs with the cat in his arms, basically ignoring Qin Sang.

But Shen Zhimi didn't pay much attention to him during this time.

Qin Chen didn't know if he was thinking too much.

After dinner, Qin Heng asked Qin Heng while Qin Heng was watching TV, "Do you think your father is angry?"

Qin Heng glanced upstairs, and then at him: "No, my father came to see me in the room last night."

Qin Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Heng added: "Anyway, Dad won't be angry with me."

Qin Companion: "..."

well.

He is the only one in the family who is troubled.

The next day was the weekend, and Qin Chou stayed at home.

Shen Zhimi came back in the afternoon.

Qin Xi was a little surprised.

The last time he went to the crew, he added the WeChat of the director and producer.

From the circle of friends of these two people, you can probably also figure out the rules of the crew's rehearsal.

If he remembered correctly, Shen Zhimi should have been filming until evening today.

So this is... I came back from a special leave of absence.

Qin Sang left the coffee machine and looked up at the upstairs.

Shen Zhimi took out a flight case from the master bedroom, put the cat in it, and carried the case downstairs.

Qin Ping suddenly remembered what Shen Zhimi had said.

Lele is his cat. When the contract ends, he wants to take the cat away.

Shen Zhimi has also saved liquidated damages, and has not paid much attention to him recently.

Qin Chen panicked immediately.

Rationality went offline in an instant, and he stopped in front of the door without putting down the coffee in his hand.

Shen Zhimi looked up at him, frowning: "What are you doing?"

"I……"

Qin Qingxin said why are you like this, just leave as soon as you say?

Even if you want to terminate the contract, shouldn't you... discuss it in advance?

Qin Sang stared at the flight case in Shen Zhimi's hand with downcast eyes, and said with difficulty: "I heard that cats... stay in one place for a long time, and it will be stressful to change the environment."

Shen Zhimi looked at him: "Lele is so familiar, she won't be stressed."

Qin Chen was speechless.

Also, this cat is so social.

With a big man like Qin Shou standing in front of the door, he felt a little oppressed.

But his tone was stuttering: "Then, who will take care of the cat when you are on the set?"

"This cat is so fat. If you want to lose weight, you have to feed it regularly. If you don't have time, you still..."

Stay with the cat.

Shen Zhimi gave him a strange look: "I made an appointment with the veterinarian and took the cat for a physical examination, is there anything wrong?"

Qin Sang: "It's okay."

A heart suddenly fell into my stomach.

After returning to the basket rationally, Qin Sang realized that if Shen Zhimi moved away, it would be impossible to take only the cat with him.

Seeing Shen Zhimi walking out of the living room with the flight case in hand, Qin Pan was stunned for two seconds, then quickly put down the coffee in his hand.

He chased him out and asked, "Let me drive."

Shen Zhimi turned to look at him, but didn't speak.

Qin Sang paused and explained: "Lele is such a big one that he has a lot of energy when he makes a fuss. I'll go over...to help."

Shen Zhimi did not refuse.

Qin Sang immediately took the key and drove.

When he arrived at the hospital, Qin Pai found out that the cat had a genetic disease and his heart was not very good, so he needed regular physical examinations.

That's why Shen Zhimi specially asked for leave.

Lele grew up in the hospital, and there was not much trouble in the hospital.

Let the doctor shave the hair and do an echocardiogram.

Compared with the [-]-round fight with Qin Sang before, he is as obedient as a fake cat.

Lele's condition has not worsened, but it is impossible to cure it.

After Qin Sie asked a little more, he learned that cats with this kind of genetic disease usually live only five or six years old, and they are under good care.

Lele is two years old.

On the way back, Shen Zhimi hugged the flight case and said nothing, feeling a little depressed.

The cat in his arms didn't feel anything at all, turning its shaved belly and sleeping soundly in the box.

Qin Sang looked at Shen Zhimi, and broke the silence: "The doctor said that if you lose weight, the situation will be better."

"It doesn't like to move, and it will pant after playing with the cat teaser for a while." Shen Zhimi said.

"It's better to eat less." Qin Sang said, "Didn't the doctor say that if you take good care of it, you can live to be more than ten years old?"

Shen Zhimi hugged the box and stopped talking.

Qin Chen didn't know how to comfort her.

In other words, he felt that Shen Zhimi was already ready.

Before the adoption, he probably knew very well that Lele was sick, that's why he asked for leave so skillfully today.

Sometimes Qin Chu felt that Shen Zhimi was very smart.

He knows what to face when adopting Lele.

For example, asking for leave and taking care of you, for example, you may face painful parting in just a few years.

But Shen Zhimi clearly saw it clearly, and still chose to raise it.

Did not give up at the beginning because of foreseeing the pain years later.

It's like... being with him back then.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Shen Zhimi saw through his concern for work and his lack of concern for his family.

He also knew his possessiveness, and even expected that they would probably separate in the end.

However, Shen Zhimi was still with him.

Qin Lan didn't know whether Shen Zhimi was smart or stupid.

"Why... decided to raise Lele in the first place." Qin piti asked.

"I didn't plan to raise him at the beginning." Shen Zhimi said, "I've finished filming, but the director called me and said that Lele seemed to take acting as real, and really regarded me as the master. After I left, Lying on my chair every day waiting for me to come back."

Qin Xi was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect this to be the reason.

He suddenly felt a little empathy.

Cats may not be able to tell the difference between acting and reality.

He can tell the difference.

He knew that Shen Zhimi was acting in the past, and he would not be immersed in Shen Zhimi's play, and would not be really fascinated by the "role" played by Shen Zhimi carefully.

However, such a lovely person broke into your life and stayed with you for so long.

It brings you happiness, and a different color than before, making you happy and angry.

These are very real.

How could such a person accept his sudden departure.

Both people and cats are in pain and are not used to it.

After thinking for a while, Qin Chou felt that the cat was really cunning.

After lying on Shen Zhimi's chair and waiting for a few days, Shen Zhimi's heart softened!

But thinking about it the other way around, Shen Zhimi also gave him a chance.

Didn't even make him sprawl on a chair and wait.

Unfortunately, he didn't catch it.

Back home, thinking about this, Qin Sang still felt envious and jealous.

He lay in the study tossing and turning all night, couldn't hold back, and sent a message to Shen Zhimi who was separated by a wall.

Qin Sang: Is the after-sales service as good as your acting?

The tone of these words is a bit sour and thorny.

After sending out Qin Sang, he felt regretful again.

Shen Zhimi won't be angry when he sees it, right?

He wants to withdraw.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhimi quickly replied to the message.

Sing "good" to hear: Lele has been sterilized.

Seeing the news, Qin Sang was stunned.

He cursed.

Is this a hint?

Shen Zhimi was lying on the bed, holding the phone.

The cat's belly was shaved, and it didn't want to lie on the ground, so it lay down next to his pillow to rest.

Shen Zhimi stared at the phone for a long time.

After he finished sending this sentence, Qin Sang didn't reply.

He must have been frightened.

Shen Zhimi was very satisfied, put down the phone, turned over and prepared to sleep.

After lying down for a while, he frowned and picked up the phone again.

He was just making a joke, Qin Sang wouldn't really believe it, would he?

The more Shen Zhimi thought about it, the more uncertain he felt.

This guy seems a little stupid recently, don't think about it and really make a move from the palace.

Shen Zhimi wrinkled his face and typed: It's useless if you are sterilized.

Qin Shou replied with an emoji of a little hamster throwing himself to the ground.

Shen Zhimi: ...

It's no use being cute.

After staring at the emoji for a while, Shen Zhimi realized that he didn't seem to be throwing himself into the ground.

A puddle of blood protruded from under the crouching little hamster, and a knife and an unknown object were drawn beside it.

Shen Zhimi cursed.

It's an emoji of a little hamster wielding a knife from the palace.

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