CEO's Unexpected Twins

The God of death didn't say much, and silently followed her into the room.

This time, the sand table room is bigger than the one ahead, with a lot of things and equipment. The curtains in the room are all pulled, and there is an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere.

Wen Shutong said calmly, "for so long, I have probably known about you. I want to know if you really come out of the shadow of childhood."

The God of death still had a gentle and elegant look on his face, supported his chin with one hand, pretended to be puzzled and said, "can't you see it from the surface? What's your estimation of me?"

"I think you seem to have opened your heart to me, but not completely." Wen Shutong whispered, "but people's subconscious won't cheat. As long as you empty your mind, I can make a simple judgment."

He nodded and continued to ask, "if you're sure what it means when I come out?"

"It indicates that your treatment here has come to an end, you can re-enter your new life, and you will live better."

Half drooping his eyes, the God of death pretended to be disappointed and said, "this doesn't seem to be good news for me. I haven't made a plan to separate."

"If you get better, it's a great good thing. We gather and disperse sometimes, but we can be friends." She said softly, as if she were comforting.

The corners of death's mouth evoked a gray and unidentified smile.

In his heart, Wen Shutong is really desperate now. He didn't want to be friends with him before he died. It seems that he has to draw a clear line anyway. Now these words come at once.

But this is not her thinking progress at all. She really wants to be friends with him, but she has another plan at all.

His mind was full of thoughts, but on the surface he still nodded calmly: "OK, then I'll start."

Wen Shutong stood quietly aside and did not try to guide him as he did last time. He just watched him turn his wheelchair and look for what he wanted in the room, placing it bit by bit.

But Wen Shutong's expression became dignified little by little.

Half an hour later, the God of death stopped his action and said, "I'm over. Do you see anything?"

Wen Shutong stared at the sand table made by him and was silent for a moment.

There are no buildings on it, only a lot of insects, tanks, artillery and so on.

And those insects are basically snakes, mice, spiders, cockroaches and so on, which are easy to cause discomfort.

Under the pressure of his emotions, Wen Shutong said, "don't you take a good look and make sure what you put? Do you remember what you put when we first tried to make a sand table?"

His eyes still wore a faint innocent look: "remember, but this is my idea at this time. What's the problem?"

"Really?" Wen Shutong could only force himself to be calm, "but you obviously did it on purpose. You have read the sand table book, and you know what kind of things manic depressive patients will display. This is a reprint."

He insisted, "but this is what I want to put out now."

"Can you tell me what you think when you put these things out?" Wen Shutong held the table and whispered.

"I was thinking, when did you begin to doubt me? When did you distrust me? When did you think I came to harm you and planned to test me?" He sank his voice and said word by word.

Wen Shutong's heart seemed to be scratched by something, and he began to panic uncontrollably.

He was really tempted, but he just took the first step. Unexpectedly, he had noticed it?

Whether he is too clever or his performance is too obvious.

Wen Shutong didn't open his mouth and looked at him: "what I want to know is your own ideas, not the things you engraved. If you don't want to cooperate, today's consultation will end temporarily."

"But you haven't seen the present I gave you." He said somewhat stubbornly.

At first, Wen Shutong only realized the gentleness and elegance from him, and then vaguely felt a kind of paranoia in his bones.

But it was only vague, and there were no other too strong emotions.

But now Wen Shutong completely finds that his inner thoughts are much more complex than he imagined. It can't be said in a word!

We can't let him completely go crazy. The sword goes sideways. Wen Shutong can only coax him as much as possible and whispered, "it's OK. If I look at it carefully, can I get your serious answer?"

He still held his cheek with one hand, and his face was a little simple that shouldn't belong to this age group: "it depends. I do things with my mood."

Instead of reprimanding him for this remark, Wen Shutong opened the gift he gave him.

It's a crystal ball. It's exquisitely made. Inside it is a miniature Jincheng. If you shake it gently, it will snow. It's very realistic.

"It's so beautiful and has a sense of substitution." Wen Shutong really praised, "it just happened that Jincheng has been snowing recently. You have a heart."

"Do you like it?" He said.

"Yes." Wen Shutong nodded.

This sentence is not a lie. She really likes it.

"How much do you like it? Will you put my gift in the house?" Death asked.

"You also know that there are children in our family. If you put this thing out, they are likely to cause damage. It's better to put it in the office." Wen Shutong patiently explained, "what about you? Have you changed your mind now?"

The man in front of her didn't move, stared into her eyes and continued to ask reluctantly, "where are you going to put it?"

"Are you in a bad mood now?" Wen Shutong squatted down and said patiently, "I'm seriously telling you now that we don't want to test you at all. I did get some information. Your identity is very mysterious. Maybe you're not a good man in the traditional sense, but I'm not going to use my work to test you."

Wen Shutong just wants to know whether the childhood stories he told himself before are true.

After all, because of that story, she really sympathized with him for a long time. She was unwilling to be cheated by such a cheat.

"What news? Who gave it to you? Is it Huo Yanlin?" He asked a few more questions. His thin chest fluctuated slightly, and his eyes seemed to have a look of reluctance.

Wen Shutong didn't know what he wanted for a moment, so he was extra cautious.

She shook her head. "It's inconvenient to tell this. Like you, I have secrets."

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