Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

Shu Xiaomeng was a little heartless swimming around in the water, and Shi Yiran had been sitting there all the time, as if stupid.

I don't know how long it took before Shi Yiran picked up the phone, then put it on the table aside, and never looked at it again.

There is no sunlight in the room all year round, and the heavy curtains seem to cut off all contact between Shi Yiran and the outside world.

Because the important memory was blocked by No. 001, Shu Xiaomeng did not forget Shi Yiran, but deeply remembered what she was going to do.

Her task this time is to help He Shi Yiran get rid of depression and bring that genius and sunny king back out of the arena.

This task may seem simple, but it is actually very difficult.

In the eyes of many people, depression is not actually a disease, but those depressed patients can't think about it because of psychological quality and other reasons. To put it bluntly, they think that those depressed patients do it.

They can't understand depression, and naturally they can't immediately these depression patients.

They impose their thoughts on the patients with depression, and make the condition of those patients with depression more and more in the eyes.

And Shi Yiran's condition became more and more serious due to the puzzlement of many ordinary people.

Shu Xiaomeng was swimming around in the water, thinking about what she could do now.

As a little goldfish with a memory of only seven seconds, what can it do?

Shi Yiran didn't know what his little goldfish was thinking. He didn't know how long he was sitting there. Then he slowly stood up, walked to a cabinet, and took out a medicine bottle from inside.

There are complicated English words on the medicine bottle, small and dense, anyway, Shu Xiaomeng didn't see it clearly.

Shi Yiran poured out a white pill and then put the medicine bottle away. He stared at the white pill in his hand and hesitated for a while before slowly feeding the white pill into his mouth.

Instead of flushing it down with water, he just swallowed the pill so dry, which made Shu Xiaomeng look very uncomfortable.

She didn't see too clearly what the pill was. Her thoughts, if the pill was used for suicide, wouldn't Shi Yiran be over?

Shu Xiaomeng was so anxious that he loaded the fish tank straight, his small body hit the fish tank, making a loud noise.

Shi Yiran heard the sound and saw that the little goldfish, who had been quiet before, was crashing into the fish tank frantically.

Shi Yiran's eyes flashed, and he walked over slowly.

Shi Yiran stopped when he was only 30 centimeters away from the fish tank, and then he looked at the little goldfish condescendingly, without speaking, just silently watching the little goldfish madly hitting the glass.

At first, Shu Xiaomeng didn't realize that Shi Yiran had already walked over. She bumped into it for a while and felt a little pain, and suddenly raised her head to see the enlarged version of Shi Yiran.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

Ok... so big!

Shu Xiaomeng silently stopped her movements, flicked her tail, and walked in the opposite direction of Shi Yiran.

Standing there without speaking, she really killed her!

Seeing that the little goldfish that had been hitting the fish tank suddenly stopped, Shi Yiran had a trace of loss in his eyes, as if he had lost a lovely toy.

"Well, it's good to exercise every day." Shi Yiran said softly.

When Shu Xiaomeng heard this, her whole body became stiff.

Exercise?

Has anyone worked out to hit the glass!

You have a try! (Qicheng Pufferfish.jpg)