Chapter 64: Did you cry all night?

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"Ah? Uh...what did you say?" Shen Zhouran didn't hear clearly.

Shen Luozhou shook his head and did not repeat himself. The topic returned to just now: "I'm going to ask you a few questions. You don't need to answer me directly. You can just shake your head and nod. Is that okay?"

Shen Zhouran's mind came back online and he nodded: "No problem."

"Okay, first question, am I right?"

Shen Zhouran nodded.

"Second, is that person still there?"

Shen Zhouran shook his head.

Shen Luozhou squeezed out a sneer: "It's an advantage for him."

Even though I had already guessed it, it still made me feel uncomfortable.

Shen Zhouran felt that his brother's smile was a bit cold. He reached out and gently took Shen Luozhou's hand: "It doesn't matter, it's all over. Don't be angry, brother."

Shen Luozhou looked at him deeply.

He was the one whose body was occupied, and he was the one who was injured, but he turned around to comfort himself, the elder brother who didn't see the facts clearly and put all the mistakes on him.

...I really don't know what to say.

"The third question, will you be controlled again?"

Shen Zhouran was silent for a long time on this question.

As soon as he fell silent, Shen Luozhou grabbed his wrist, tightened it little by little, and his voice became hoarse: "Tell me the answer."

"Actually, I have also considered this issue," Shen Zhouran exhaled, "but my final result is, no."

"Because according to the development of the plot, I won't survive next year. My role as cannon fodder is over and I have no use value. No one will want to wear my dying body."

This was the second time Shen Luozhou heard about the "car accident". He had been able to hide his emotions well, but he still showed a little surprise at the right time: "Are you sure you will have a car accident?"

Shen Zhouran looked at him silently: "..."

"Brother," he shouted, with helplessness in his words, "Has anyone ever said that your acting skills are terrible?"

The kind who will starve to death if they don't get any roles in the entertainment industry.

"Really? You are the first one," Shen Luozhou put away his perfunctory expression and handed him the piece of paper Wen Ming gave him. "There may be different perspectives on this matter. You It doesn't have to be cannon fodder."

Seeing him like that, Shen Zhouran guessed that his elder brother might know something, but he didn't understand how he knew it or where he came from. He took the paper and unfolded it.

When he lowered his head to read, Shen Luozhou looked at him quietly, his face not as relaxed as he had just shown.

Shen Zhouran's eyes widened after a quick glance, and then he read quickly.

"...That's actually the case." He murmured.

Shen Luozhou said: "I'm not sure what happened to you. Maybe you can summarize what's going on."

In the past few months, Shen Zhouran has been compiling relevant online articles, and he has some clues about this matter: "I now want to understand why he insists that he is the protagonist."

Because it's possible that he really is the protagonist.

So is this world a world in which you are the protagonist? Or is it with Qin Shuangyu as the protagonist?

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