In the bedroom, after closing the door vigorously, Zhang Kun's face calmed down a little, and sighed softly. He sat silently on the sofa next to him, and his whole body was tightly trapped in the sofa.

Occupation?

He had never thought that as he had always said, practicing martial arts was not something Zhang Kun liked, especially after experiencing the pain of stance every day, Zhang Kun was less interested in practicing martial arts.

The hard work of practicing every day is nothing more than Zhang Kun's persistence in agreeing to things.

But, is it really OK to possess it?

Zhang Kun's mind echoed in his mind that the physical function of Ye Nantian's possession declined, the soreness behind Xiaoxue's possession, the pain of Huang Shikai's possession, and the coma behind Mr. Li's possession...

Everything is telling Zhang Kun that possession has sequelae, and the sequelae is not small. According to Zhang Kun’s previous guess, the consequences of possession may reduce Zhang Kun’s lifespan.

Lifespan, when you say something mysterious, no one can tell how long it is, and Zhang Kun can't, but Zhang Kun thinks so.

Zhang Kun believes that God is fair. If there is gain, then there will naturally be a loss. To calculate it in scientific terms, that is the law of conservation of energy.

Therefore, when Zhang Kun firmly believed that possession would lead to a loss of his life span, Zhang Kun began to fear possession as if he were like a tiger.

Zhang Kun would never use this unless he had no choice.

Zhang Kun is a timid person. A timid person cherishes his life especially and is afraid of the arrival of death. The same is true for Zhang Kun.

Every time he possesses himself, Zhang Kun seems to feel his life expectancy is decreasing. Zhang Kun seems to feel that death may come at any time.

That fear of the unknown made Zhang Kun feel upset.

So possession, a skill that seems to be cheating, has long been included in the skill range that Zhang Kun cannot use.

Now I have lived a good life, I have money, and there are still millions in my bank card.

I have good interpersonal relationships, rich and powerful people, and I know a lot of them.

Then there are enough skills you have mastered, whether it is piano, medical skills, cooking skills, or even lock-opening skills, anything can allow Zhang Kun to ensure his life needs in the future.

In addition, now that the relationship between parents is starting to be restored and the family relationship is gradually becoming happy, what else can Zhang Kun ask for?

It is true that Zhang Kun is willing to help others, but if he can fill in his lifespan while helping others, Zhang Kun is not a saint.

He also has family and parents. If one day, he pays the price of his life because he helps others, what will happen to his parents? Sister? Grandma?

Zhang Kun didn't dare to think about it anymore, saying that he was timid or cold-blooded, but he really didn't want to use possession anymore.

So, Mr. Liang, I'm sorry, I really can't help...

Zhang Kun held his knees tightly with his hands, silently staring at the floor in front of the sofa.

...

The bedroom door was closed, and Zhao Lina and Mr. Liang in the living room were speechless for a moment.

Zhao Lina looked at the bedroom door with a little guilty conscience, and then suddenly coughed: "Well, I, I have to buy medicine for my mother, so I left first, come again next time, come again next time..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Lina, who found that she seemed to be in trouble, flew hurriedly towards the sky.

But, hell, you have become a soul and you still buy medicine for your mother? Even if you want to find an excuse to leave, please use your brain, okay?

But even with such a funny scene, Mr. Liang seemed to be unaware of anything. He stared blankly at the bedroom door, and his mind echoed the firm words before Zhang Kun closed the door.

"No need to talk about possession in the future!"

When Zhang Kun said this, his tone, invisible expression, and stagnant atmosphere, Mr. Liang closed his eyes in pain.

He had clearly seen hope, but Zhang Kun's words completely cut off hope.

Mr. Liang's face was gloomy and he fell into complete silence in the room again.

...

Because of the sudden change in the matter, the "morning exercise" that had been in operation for more than half a month was temporarily cancelled today. Zhang Kun sat on the sofa until 7:15, then stood up, changed into clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Zhang Kun's face was not very good. What happened in the morning made Zhang Kun's originally good mood completely gloomy.

Since he met, he has always had a good relationship with Mr. Liang. Although Zhang Kun does not like martial arts, it does not mean that Zhang Kun does not like Mr. Liang.

Every morning when I wake up, there will always be someone flying quietly at the head of the bed, shouting in a warm voice: "Young Master Zhang!"

Every day before going out, someone will always tell him what else to forget.

Every day when I go home, there is always someone waiting for him quietly, then accompany him to cook, do his homework, chat with him, and stay with him until he falls asleep.

Zhang Kun, who has been single for more than two years, really likes this feeling. They are not affectionate, and it is more appropriate to say that they are both teachers and friends.

But what happened in the morning, can that kind of friendly relationship be maintained? Zhang Kun doesn't know.

When Zhang Kun stepped out of the bedroom and walked into the hall, the hall was empty, so Zhao Lina had naturally left long ago, and Mr. Liang was gone.

Zhang Kun sighed in his heart, shook his head silently, and then walked out with the schoolbag on the sofa.

The relationship has indeed become worse, otherwise Mr. Liang would have sent himself out of the house at this time in the past.

But let's just do it for now. At this time, everyone should calm down first. As for what to do in the future, I'll talk about it when I come back tonight.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun gently closed the door, then smiled helplessly and wryly towards the already rising sun, and then walked towards the school with great strides.

But just as Zhang Kun took two steps, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Mr. Zhang, wait for me!"

The voice went from far to near, Zhang Kun was stunned, Mr. Liang?

Zhang Kun quickly turned his head and saw that, indeed, Mr. Liang hurriedly flew through the wall and flew towards him, and soon floated in front of Zhang Kun.

Mr. Liang smiled all over his face: "Mr. Zhang, it's been so long. I've never been to your school. Let me go to school with you today."

"I really want to see what kind of school it is to cultivate outstanding people like you."

"Uh, of course, if you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it!"

Mr. Liang laughed, but Zhang Kun was stunned.

Looking at Mr. Liang's smile, which was sincere and not fake, Zhang Kun suddenly grinned and nodded hurriedly.

"Yeah, welcome. I think if other students knew that Mr. Liang was visiting the school, they would definitely be very surprised!"

Yes, it will be, it's a surprise...!
Chapter completed!