What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Shanglu froze, looked up at him, and laughed:
"Come on, little green tea, do you want to listen to what you are talking about? You are not dying yet, and you are starting to lose your mind and talk nonsense? Why, you are not from this world, you are a big horse that ran out of a zoo Monkey? I'm fucking a falcon running out of the African savannah trying to slap you."

Chi Yu: ...

He suddenly wanted to ask Jiang Li if Shanglu had always been like this.

With such a vicious mouth and such a debt, he desperately wanted to know how Jiang Li could not resist beating Shanglu when the two of them were together.

But on second thought, perhaps it was because of Jiang Li's pampering and connivance that Shang Lu dared to swear so recklessly.

Chi Yu's forehead hurt from Shang Lu's anger, his throat felt fishy and sweet, and he almost forgot what he was going to say.

Shanglu was still bowing his head to send a message to the doctor. Chi Yu glanced at him, picked up the stubble he had just said, and continued:

"I'm serious. The world you are in now is just one of the sub-worlds operating under the management of the main world. I am not from this world. I come from the Time and Space Administration of the main world. It is the main system that integrates the various sub-worlds The tasker created by the data temporarily resides in this body. Or you can call my code name, 096."

Shanglu paused, looked up at him, and frowned slightly, as if considering the accuracy of his words.

"Maybe you will find it ridiculous, but there is no way, this is the fact. The original owner of this body is called Chi Yu. He had suffered a heart attack a year ago due to the impact of the previous car accident, and the rescue failed. I just took over his body." Chi Yu cleared his throat and looked at Shanglu fixedly.

It's terrible. For a person, death is not the point of life, but being forgotten is.

So it turned out that Jiang Li definitely didn't tell Chi Yu those things, so why did Chi Yu know?

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two became tense again.

Lock the screen of the phone and put it back in the pocket.

He frowned and thought over what Chi Yu said just now. Such absurd, unrealistic and huge amount of information hit his brain, making him at a loss for what to say for a while.

"Just try it."

Shang Lu frowned and thought for a moment, then looked back at the past according to what Chi Yu said.

Although Chi Yu's face was pale, his expression looked very serious, he didn't look like he was delirious or talking nonsense.

Shang Lu snorted coldly with disdain, and he was still as blunt as ever when he spoke: "You can go away at ease, it's not Jiang Li's turn to worry about you."

"If you don't believe me, you can think about how I created all kinds of coincidences to get involved in your relationship with Jiang Li in the past year."

Shang Lu narrowed his eyes, his eyes gradually darkened, and he looked at Chi Yu inexplicably.

"Why are you telling me this?"

He only knew that now, if he left like this, no one would know about the original owner's feelings for Jiang Li, as if he had never existed in this world.

Shang Lu raised his chin slightly, and looked at Chi Yu: "It should be more than that simple, tell me, what is the reason?"

"It was him who had a childhood sweetheart with Jiang Li. It was him who had a crush on Jiang Li for many years and didn't bother him. He was also the one who transferred to major in fashion design in order to make a cheongsam for Jiang Li. I took over his body, just for him, for a short time. Like Jiang Li for a while."

Shang Lu pursed his lips tightly, his fingers tapping the phone screen froze in mid-air, and finally listened to Chi Yu's wishes and deleted the edited message.

With a character like Jiang Li with a strong sense of boundaries, it is absolutely impossible to talk about his private affairs to others, let alone let outsiders intervene in his private affairs.

It suddenly occurred to him that Chi Yu had told him in the elevator that Jiang Li was very disappointed in him and had always wanted to divorce him, and that on the day he and Jiang Li signed the divorce agreement, Chi Yu suddenly appeared in the old house as Uncle Chi's son .

He didn't want that.

As an excellent tasker, keeping secrets from insignificant people is the professional ethics he should have.

"Besides, I'm also reminding you that Chi Yu is dead, and I have to leave this world, but his love for Jiang Li and I are not the same. I will continue to watch this world from the main world."

Shanglu withdrew his thoughts and straightened his expression:

"I just want to use this to tell you that no matter what kind of famous doctor I invite, I am already a dying person. I am about to leave this world and return to the main world. You don't need to waste your efforts to contact the doctor."

He has no morals and does not know propriety, righteousness and shame. For him, the so-called professional ethics and the punishment he faces after returning are even weaker and have no binding force on him.

"You'd better keep a sense of crisis at all times. Rulu, if you're such an idiot like before, making Jiangli unhappy, then I'm sorry, Shanglu, even if I violate the main system's prohibition, I will come back and take her away."

If, as Chi Yu said, he is not from this world, but from the sovereign world, then perhaps there may be answers to these coincidences and unsolvable questions.

But, just like what he said to the firm before, he is just a tasker, and it can even be said to be a mass of data without emotion.

When Jiang Li brought the nurse in, Shang Lu was sitting on a chair peeling oranges, staring at Chi Yu while peeling them.

After peeling it, he purposely slipped around in front of Chi Yu, and then, facing Chi Yu's eyes of wanting to kill someone, stuffed the orange back into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

The nurse checked Chi Yu's electrocardiogram and blood oxygen status, and found no serious problems for the time being, but told Jiang Li: "The patient's condition is stable at present, but violent mood swings are not suitable. Be careful not to deliberately stimulate the patient."

The nurse's words were very tactful, and she almost called Phytophthora whose chest heaved violently with anger.

Jiang Li sent the nurse away, walked over and grabbed Shanglu Weiyi's hat, and dragged him out: "Clean up and go back to Beijing."