The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

His head, "What's the matter?"

What a secret, so sad.

The palm on the top of the head was warm, and the voice was soft. Xia Zhinian's nose was sore, his eyes were instantly red, and he spoke slowly.

"...Yan Ci."

"Ok."

"When did you...discover that I'm useful for your illness." Xia Zhinian looked at him red-eyed, and suddenly asked.

Yan Ci raised his eyes, "After the car accident, when the hospital covered your eyes."

"What about before?"

The corners of Xia Zhinian's eyes were moist, his voice was very soft, and his appearance was almost cautious.

Yan Ci stared at him with a low voice, "It was different before."

"I have encountered it before, but it is no different from others." He said, "After the car accident, it started to be different."

Xia Zhinian flipped through the original owner's memory, before the truck came over, the original owner grabbed Yan Ci's hand, Yan Ci threw it away, looked back at him, cold and tired, full of displeasure.

In other words, the identity of this special medicine is not the original owner's.

He didn't **** it.

Xia Zhinian lowered his eyes, cold liquid slid down his face, his heart was so congested, his voice was tinged with tears, and he said softly: "Then... give me a hug."

He is uncomfortable.