This form is very simple. Each person has a one-inch color photo, and only the name, age and occupation are written at the bottom of the picture.
Jing Yu probably... didn't intend to ask her one by one.
After searching around for a long time, the cloud locked onto An Yuan's room, jumped, and entered the opposite room directly.
An Yuanben was watching a newcomer's live broadcast intently, his fingertips hovering on the keyboard, and just as he was about to post a barrage, he felt that there was an extra person in the room.
Isn’t this place a single room?
Anyuan turned her head stiffly, and when she faced the smiling clouds, her eyes widened suddenly.
"Why are you here? Didn't you team up with the big anchor? Why are you still dead?"
Yun Tuan leaned against the wall and shook his head, "Calm down, I'm not dead, I just used some special means to get here."
An Yuan was still a little dazed, "What are you doing in a place like this? This is not a good place! Haven't you heard the wailing of so many people?"
Yun Tuan looked at the eager An Yuan and narrowed his eyes, "Why do you care about me? Isn't it embarrassing?"
"What's so embarrassing... You'd better be careful, and I won't risk my life to save you." An Yuan's face turned cold, and his tone was very stiff.
"But it was you who pushed me to death in the first place. The forerunner will definitely die. Don't you know it clearly?" Yun Tuan said in a deep voice.
This has always been a knot in my mind. An Yuan inexplicably took Fu Qingle's place when she lost her memory, and then inexplicably "returned" her life to her. This is really ridiculous.
What a mess of life-giving literature.
An Yuan looked away, feeling a little guilty, "Anyway, I gave it back to you, so now we don't owe each other anything."
Yun Tuan pressed his eyebrows, "Now that you have a chance to go out, do you want to continue living as An Yuan?"
An Yuan was startled and murmured: "What? It's like a river god. I didn't lose anything. I don't lack this."
"You don't want to go back?"
"What are you going to do back home? I don't have enough food and clothing, and I'm laughed at by my married colleagues? At least I don't have to worry about my livelihood here, and at least I know that Lao Yang didn't abandon me."
An Yuan walked to the bed and lay down imagelessly.
Yun Tuan glanced out the window. From this angle, he could just see the wandering light group and the "whirlpool" that would appear at any time in the Material Cycle House.
"If you stay here, you will die at any time. You know that, right?"
"In Lecheng, I can die at any time, and I live a very miserable life. Every time I see you or contact you, I remember what I have done before, and I am terribly annoyed."
An Yuan whispered.
Yun Tuan heard every word clearly. She sighed, maybe...this is An Yuan.
The way he used to be bossy and confident even when he did something wrong was the original look of An Yuan.
Even if you pretend for a long time, your true nature will not change.
"What if we change to a new environment?"
"In the new environment, I also need to rack my brains to survive. I might as well be like this now, just being a salted fish and just checking other people's live broadcasts when I have nothing to do. Just leave it alone. Not everyone likes to be positive." p>
An Yuan said, turning over irritably.
Yun Tuan nodded, "Okay, I won't ask you again, sorry for bothering you."
After that, she went back to Gu Changsi's room, borrowed a pen, and put a small cross next to An Yuan's name.
She was right about her guess, that is, some people don’t want to go back. People will indeed be spoiled by an overly comfortable life.
But this kind of "waste" doesn't matter.
These are all personal choices, no interference is allowed.
Seeing this, Gu Changsi turned his head and asked, "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with someone?"