Chapter 260 Inside and Outside the Glass

Zheng Xun stood behind the glass, like a spectator who had barged in without warning.

Although he could not see anyone's face clearly, he seemed familiar with this.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"

"Doctor Xu will arrive in half an hour. This place is very close to his home, so it will be convenient in the future."

"Okay, if you don't like the hospital, I won't say anything."

"Then you don't like this place?"

Zheng Xun heard the tall young man coaxing the short one. Their relationship seemed very close, a bit like family or friends, but because the boy called "Zheng Xun" never spoke, it was difficult to judge.

The boy's height just reached the young man's waist, and he looked young, so it was very likely that they were brothers.

...Brother?

Zheng Xun didn't remember having a brother or other male relatives who were not much different in age. Maybe there was, but he didn't know.

He didn't even remember his parents. He had the impression that he completed his studies in his previous life with the long-term support of a mysterious sponsor.

The other party's identity was a mystery, and Zheng Xun contacted him through a sponsoring organization. The sister at the organization said that he was a rich boss who was enthusiastic about charity, and asked him not to worry about the interruption of sponsorship.

Zheng Xun had never met the other party, but the money was indeed transferred regularly, and the amount was not small. He didn't have that much living expenses every month, so he saved it all. When he could earn money by doing some part-time jobs during college and support himself, he wanted to return the money to the other party.

The sponsor didn't accept it and let Zheng Xun keep it for himself. Zheng Xun thought about it and decided to buy a gift for the other party.

This time the sponsor accepted the gift and asked the people of the organization to pass on a message.

I like the gift very much, thank you Zheng Xun.

Zheng Xun was quite happy, after all, it was the other party who had been contributing all the time, and he couldn't do anything.

After that, Zheng Xun discussed with the organization that since he had the ability to make money, he would stop the sponsorship. He didn't want the other party to continue to spend money. But the sponsor didn't want Zheng Xun to spend his precious college time worrying about money, so he insisted on sponsoring him until he graduated from college.

During this period, the exchanges between the two were limited to giving gifts to each other and a few words passed through an intermediary.

Zheng Xun's life before coming to the White Tower world was so monotonous and simple. His mental state showed such cliff-like ups and downs, and it was only after he and Sister Hong tortured each other a thousand times.

If there were no such accidents, Zheng Xun thought that he should have bought a house and a car in a few years, had a stable career, lived a successful life in a secular sense, and perhaps had someone to accompany him for life.

As for now, although his life is not stable, he has some money but not enough money, and the person who accompanies him for life seems to have become an ethereal proposition, fortunately, there are a lot of friends for him to torture.

After deep thought, Zheng Xun thought that he would still choose his current life.

While he was thinking about it, there was no progress on the other side of the glass.

The tall young man has been patiently explaining and comforting, but the little guy always keeps silent.

Zheng Xun listened and couldn't help but admire the other party's good temper.

If it were Zheng Xun himself, he would definitely not be so shameless as to let others coax him for so long.

He is such a mature and stable person, how could he have the same name and surname as such a little kid?

The young man spent a long time talking, and finally, the child at the door took a small step.

This small step, although it seemed to be a small step, was not an ordinary small step.

This showed that the stubborn child finally gave in.

It was not easy.

Zheng Xun, who was watching the excitement, breathed a sigh of relief.

The tone of the young man's words also sounded much lighter, and he asked the child to change his shoes and go in to take a look.

The child still hesitated for a few seconds before doing so. His movements were always slow, not because of his temperament, but because he felt resistance from the bottom of his heart.

Zheng Xun didn't understand how he could empathize with a strange child, but he could clearly feel the other person's mood.

Following this line of thought, the young man's attitude became strange.

He seemed to be thinking about the little boy everywhere, but in fact, his words did not provide the boy with more choices.

It sounded like a discussion, but it was actually an order.

The boy probably knew it, so he acted hesitantly, moved slowly, and didn't want to do it at all. This should be his little resistance.

However, this kind of resistance will always end in failure. No matter how he got angry, he still had to listen to the young man in the end.

Zheng Xun began to feel uncomfortable.

Because the boy had the same name as him, every time the young man called him Xiaoxun, he would feel creepy.

It was as if he was calling him.

He let himself get rid of this terrible imagination, being completely controlled by someone, just thinking about it made him feel suffocated.

He put his forehead against the glass surface, and the cold touch gradually calmed him down.

After the boy walked in, he came in front of him, with only a layer of hazy glass between him and him.

Zheng Xun couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he could feel that the other party was looking at him.

He didn't know if he was looking at him through time and space, or just observing the paintings on the wall.

"Xiaoxun, come here."

The young man called the boy's name again, and the latter walked over slowly.

At this time, two figures were reflected at the edge of the glass.

"After moving to the new house, from today on, they will take care of you."

"..."

After a period of silence, Zheng Xun heard the boy speak.

This was the first sentence he said after entering the door. His voice sounded very childish, and he had not yet reached the voice change period.

He asked the two people who appeared later directly.

"What are your names?"

"We don't have names. Our names are decided by you."

This was a male voice, with no big ups and downs in the tone. There was a sense of official business and disguised respect.

Perhaps other people could not hear anything special about this voice at first glance.

But Zheng Xun only heard this sentence and opened his eyes in surprise.

He would not make a mistake for someone who lived with him day and night.

This was the voice of Yiyuan.

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[Baita Encyclopedia]

1. Cheng Jie claimed to be 188 cm tall, and in fact he was really 188 cm tall.

2. Cheng Jie had a scumbag face, and because of this textbook-level scumbag face, Jiuding invited him again and again, but he actually had no emotional experience. In the pre-Zheng Xun era, he vented his energy by provoking others everywhere, and in the post-Zheng Xun era, he mainly spent his spare time dealing with the torture of the man surnamed Zheng anytime and anywhere.

3. If he had not become a Baita player, Cheng Jie would most likely have been the kind of rebellious school bully that is everywhere in youth pain literature, skipping classes, fighting, and early love with a set of silky little combos. In a nutshell, Baita changes fate.

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