Chapter 256: ring, report, format truth.

That night, Ying Lou lost sleep again.

Fan Lv also did not sleep.

He asks, "Mr. Lou, the person we met today, that's Xiaochi Chi, right?" A tone of complete certainty.

Ying Lou : "Yeah."

Fan Lv : "So handsome. Much more handsome than it looks in the movie."

Ying Lou : "Thank you."

Fan Lv : "Do you want to go and meet him?"

Ying Lou was stunned and did not respond for a long time.

Fan Lv : "Mr. Lou and he has not seen for so long, should meet with him."

Ying Lou hard with reason over emotion: "No. I can not. He and I ...... in his eyes, I have been dead for many years, tell him, I am afraid to scare him."

Fan Lv: "He might be very happy about it. You also said, over the years, no matter where he was, he would always go to your grave. There are really not many people who can do this ....... You think about it, besides you, over the years, has he ever been so attentive to anyone else?"

At this point, Fan Lv seems to have made it hard on himself and stopped saying anything.

Ying Lou's face burned with panic: "Don't talk nonsense. He won't to me ......."

"I don't know." Fan Lv joked and immediately returned to his normal serious tone, "But if you don't want to see him, then don't."

How could ...... not want to.

Xiaochi Chi is right next to him, in the same city as he is, at a distance he can reach with one foot.

The temptation was too great, so great that Ying Lou had to force herself not to think about it.

Since realizing his abnormal feelings for Xiaochi Chi, he often wonders how he has become so unlike himself.

However, it is not all good to come here.

Ying Lou finally had a whole period of time to spend in the same world as Xiaochi Chi, checking his Weibo every night to see if he had posted anything new, and quietly liking his new registered number.

Xiaochi Chi is a famous neurotic player in the Weibo community, with many fans and black people, and every tweet he posts has 300,000 likes.

Ying Lou became one of those 300,000.

Such a huge base gives him an unexplained sense of reassurance and an indefinable faint sense of loss.

That's good, he reassured himself.

But half a month after he followed Xiaochi Chi's Weibo, his tweets stopped working for no apparent reason.

For half a month in a row, he didn't send a single word.

Fan Lv also noticed this: "Mr. Lou, why isn't Xiaochi Chi blogging anymore?"

Ying Lou was a little uneasy, so she went to brush Xiaochi Chi's square.

There were also many fans in the square asking about this, harmoniously discussing whether he was going into the group again, the atmosphere was peaceful.

Ying Lou's browsing has always been fast and meticulous, and the many barriers on the Internet are like nothing to him, so he soon noticed something strange.

A small number without any friends posted a Xiaochi Chi related content in his friend circle half an hour ago.

"I looked for you guys. The lights are still on at Chi Xiao's house, and he's fine."

Here is a matching picture.

...... Xiaochi Chi's villa was submerged in darkness, only a ginger light was still on in the bedroom, a long draped figure with her back to the light was lying on the balcony railing smoking, her long seaweed-like hair tied high at the back of her head, the line of her shoulders and neck looked perfectly proportioned.

Ying Lou's heart tightened.

He recognized the figure as Xiaochi Chi.

Ying Lou silently erased his access history and went through that person's friends circle tweets, including the content that had been thrown into the recycle bin.

He has been following Xiaochi Chi since two years ago, and his microblog is full of Xiaochi Chi's first airport photos, red carpet photos and award-winning photos, so you can imagine an avid fan carrying a gun and following his idol around the world.

These are fairly normal.

But after a year and a half of continuous interest in Xiaochi Chi, things got weird.

-- He photographed the door to Xiaochi Chi's dressing room, went through his trash can and collected toilet paper stained with his lipstick.

Then again, the situation intensified.

He photographed Xiaochi Chi's car and wrote more than a thousand "I love yous" on Xiaochi Chi's car with a grease pen; he wrote long imaginary essays, imagining that he and Xiaochi Chi were in every corner of the city; he photographed himself kissing Xiaochi Chi He photographed himself kissing Xiaochi Chi's posters and licked the whole paper until it was rotten.

After reading the whole thing, Ying Lou's face turned vaguely white.

This person, has found Chi Xiao's home.

Looking at the distance, he was almost outside Xiaochi Chi's villa, just a fence away from him.

What will he do next?

Fan Lv slept senselessly on the bed, while Ying Lou took on her human form and paced anxiously around the room several times.

When she was annoyed, Ying Lou inadvertently saw herself in the mirror with her afterglow.

In the main god's setup, the system's self-awareness system is permanently turned off, so the mirror is just a blurry mosaic of him.

When she saw this inhuman face, Ying Lou put one hand on the mirror and looked at it carefully.

His boiling mind gradually calmed down.

...... He has long since ceased to be a part of this world.

The other side is just a paranoid person. There are many people who can protect Chi Xiao, the police, Lucas, and his studio, and he really has no need to interfere.

He is Fan Lv's system.

For now, Fan Lv is the most important.

Ying Lou was desperately trying to convince herself when a surprised inquiry suddenly came from the direction of the bedroom: "...... Mr. Lou?"

Ying Lou turned his head abruptly.

Fan Lv stood in her pajamas at the bedroom door with a stunned look on her face.

He asked cautiously, "Is that Mr. Lou?"

Ying Lou's hand dropped from the mirror and found its gentle gentlemanly accent: "...... yes. Did I wake you up?"

"No ...... I get up all night."

Fan Lv walked past Ying Lou and stopped in his tracks.

"Mr. Lou, it turns out ......" Fan Lv chose the right adjective cautiously and shyly, "you're so good looking."

Ying Lou replied absentmindedly, "Yes. Thanks."

Afterwards, Ying Lou contacted the police from a street phone and informed them of part of the pervert's friend circle.

He took it for granted that the matter would be resolved quickly.

Until one night, he clicked on that person's Twitter again and found that he was actually still updating.

He was drawing his own blood with a simple medical device and said he wanted to make a lunch full of love for Xiaochi Chi.

Ying Lou's blood rushed straight to his head.

He went up a few entries and found that he had been questioned by the police, but he denied it, saying that he was just a die-hard fan of Xiaochi Chi and had not made a mistake, let alone committed a crime, and that he had taken the online news graphics for the graffiti on Xiaochi Chi's car, and that he had not done the car theft, and asked the police rhetorically, imagining that it was also against the law.

It seems that not only does he not show any remorse, but he has become even more aggressive.

He said, "No one can control my heart. I love my boyfriend, and he's going to be mine."

Ying Lou closed the page.

He moved his body and followed the net line, locating the location of the blogger who posted the blog.

In the next instant, a figure in white and black pants stood behind a tall, obese man.

The man was tending to his blood-smelling pot when he felt a noise behind him and turned back to face Ying Lou, his face was instantly horrified: "Who are you?"

Ying Lou did not say a word more, silently pulled his collar with one hand, raised an elbow and punched him in the face with a loud bang.

Half an hour later.

Ying Lou rinsed the back of his bloodied hand under the faucet, a slow fire burning in his heart, making his cheeks burn.

The first time he actually hit someone, he didn't have a good handle on the fire.

The good thing is that he estimated that the man is not to die.

He had already dropped the nosebleed man at the hospital door and someone would save him.

He is the one who does not exist in this world, and no one will know that this matter is done by him.

Ying Lou turned off the valve of the faucet and laughed uncontrollably.

Yeah, Ying Lou is not from this world anymore.

He keeps his eyes open until dawn.

The next night, Fan Lv plays the original owner who has a date with the director.

Fan Lv follows a pre-arranged script, talking to the director, playing the role of an excited and shy perfect lover, while Ying Lou goes through Xiaochi Chi's tweets, one by one, inside his body.

Xiaochi Chi's Weibo account is called "The reflection of a building into a pond", which Ying Lou already knew.

He lives alone in the world to honor both of them.

There is still no update on the top, it is quiet, which makes Ying Lou a little heartbroken.

Ying Lou was afraid that Xiaochi Chi had not received notification of the prisoner's arrest and could not sleep well tonight. After several hesitations, she finally made up her mind and sent a private message to Chi Xiao: "Don't worry, he won't come back."

After a long deliberation, Ying Lou added, "Don't you be afraid."

There was no response from there.

This is also in line with Ying Lou's imagination.

Xiaochi Chi I'm afraid I'd be exhausted if I replied to every private message from people I don't know well.

After getting up the courage to talk to him once, Ying Lou was suddenly relieved.

Yes, there are countless fans who send private messages to Xiaochi Chi every day, and even if he is among them, he has only gone from one in 300,000 to one in 3,000.

Or a little better, one of two thousand.

This closer connection would have relieved his urge to reach out to Chi Xiao.

Ying Lou restrained his misses, turned every sentence he wanted to send upside down, deliberated and calculated, to make sure it was correct, before sending it.

It wasn't until a week later, when he was sifting his statements as carefully as he always did with flour, that a sudden message came from over there.

"What exactly do you want to input?"

Ying Lou couldn't tell what he was feeling right now, but even Fan Lv, who couldn't see his face, noticed his strange state.

He asked, "Mr. Lou, are you happy about something?"

Ying Lou did her best to calm herself down: "He replied to me."

Fan Lv silent.

Between them, the pronoun "he" refers to only one person.

Fan Lv's relaxed tone seethed with a breathless heaviness: "I thought you wouldn't contact him."

Ying Lou said, "I didn't think he would get back to me."

Fan Lv asked, "Did you tell him who you are?"

Ying Lou : "Not yet."

Fan Lv : "Will you tell him you're alive."

Ying Lou did not speak.

"What's the use of telling." Fan Lv's tone suddenly became intense, and then suddenly in the second half of the sentence to collect the volume and tone, "You still have eleven hosts to carry. But ten years have passed, ten years. Do you want him to wait for you? Why would he wait for you?"

As if to patch up his attitude, Fan Lv paused for a while, his voice softer, softer to a little humble: "I'm doing this for your own good, Mr. Lou."

Ying Lou let out a sigh of relief: "I know. Fan Lv , thank you for the reminder."

He did not fail to notice the inconsistency in Fan Lv's attitude, but he did not take it too seriously.

Because he knows that Fan Lv these days and the director of dating have not made substantial progress, the other side of the good feeling value did not rise a cent.

And of course he should be outraged to learn that Ying Lou was talking to someone else while he was dating.

After Ying Lou apologized for the incident, Fan Lv did not pursue the matter further.

He continued to chat with Xiaochi Chi as a stranger, talking mostly about the original owner's life, such as which cake store's lasagna is delicious, which coffee shop's latte tastes better.

Sometimes Xiaochi Chi would reply to him quickly, and sometimes it took half a day. Ying Lou knew he was busy, so she kept the light screen on at all times so she could receive his reply at the first opportunity.

They were in contact off and on for over a month, so much so that Ying Lou felt he was doing something wrong.

Ying Lou seriously considered that if he didn't tell Xiaochi Chi who he was, he would disappear from the world like air by the time Fan Lv's mission was completed.

I'm sure Xiaochi Chi wouldn't have lost anything by having one less internet friend who often bothered him.

But Ying Lou couldn't help but think that even if she could just tell him she was still alive.

He took this matter to ask the familiar veteran system, but no one could give him an answer.

A field system can only shake the number 20 times, and no one has enjoyed the good fortune of drawing their own world line from the countless world lines like Ying Lou.

"Say it, what's not to say about it." A middle-aged man who had survived 18 missions encouraged him, "If I go back to my line of the world, I will definitely go to my daughter and have a meal with her. Just tell her that I still exist for some special reason and will come home one day sooner or later, just remember the rules and never, ever reveal the existence of our system. ...... counting, my daughter is already thirty-five years old this year, three more years to catch up to the age when I left."

Inspired by her colleague, Ying Lou faced the light screen, typed in the four words, and then deleted them quickly.

When it came down to it, he didn't know what to tell Chi Xiao.

...... tell him he's alive and tell him how much he likes him.

He thought again, Fan Lv is right, he is different from middle-aged men, he still has 11 hosts to take, at least another decade.

After contacting Chi Xiao, will he have to waste another whole decade of Chi Xiao's time before he can stand in front of him again?

During the hesitation, Ying Lou discovered something strange.

Unlike other systems that are afraid of trouble, Ying Lou is used to sorting out his own information flow, and after discovering that the Lord God has buried entropy transmission lines inside the host, he will even conduct a comprehensive inspection and observation of himself on a regular basis.

Since returning to the main god system once last time, Ying Lou discovered during a new round of examination that there were traces of abnormal data remaining in his body.

...... seems to have been infiltrated by some virus-like program, but because Ying Lou wrote a new program, hidden within the original information protection program, the other party did not dare to attack, found that something was wrong, and then retreat.

However, the goose still leaves a trail.

After noticing this, Ying Lou kept an eye out and quietly made a backup copy of all her data and put it on a disk.

Even if the data is subject to cleaning and modification in the future due to force majeure such as viruses, then he will at least have the ability to make up all the information.

While he was secretly carrying this out, the object of their caper this time, the director, offered to buy a ring for his half-sister, taking the original owner, played by Fan Lv, to a fancy ring store.

This is actually a disguised hint and date too.

A weird and fake pink bubble bubbles between two people who are both doing their best to play the loving couple.

As Fan Lv and the director wandered into a corner of the ring store, whispering about which ring style was better, a young man in a suit and elegant style stood by the counter they had just walked past.

The lady at the counter couldn't move from one look at his face: "Sir, which ring do you want to see?"

Ying Lou turns to the first page of the order booklet and quickly points to the season's latest models on the first page.

When he followed Fan Lv just now, he spotted this ring at first sight.

After the lady at the counter saw which one he was pointing at, her expression became a bit complicated and surprised: "Sir, this one ......"

The 16-carat sapphire, surrounded by star-like white diamonds, is properly worth a lot of money just by looking at it, and one can imagine it being worn on one's hand as if one were wearing a small piece of the starry sky.

Ying Lou nodded: He wanted it.

When he saw the ring just now, he thought of how it would look on Xiaochi Chi's hand.

The counter lady took a breath and her voice was much lighter: "Sir, the deposit for this ring needs 400,000 ......"

Ying Lou took out a card and pushed it over in silence.

Full payment, 1.2 million.

His head was still spinning when the lady at the counter led him to swipe his card and fill out the information.

She has never done a large amount of business with such a fast turnover in her life.

Ying Lou filled out the information quickly.

Seeing that Ying Lou had chosen the "men's" model, the lady at the counter looked at him with a new look.

However, he hesitated when it came to filling out the fingerprint data.

The lady at the counter had collected her nymphomaniac attitude and asked respectfully, "If you are not sure, you can ask me to measure it in person. The data of this kind of custom-made model ring should preferably be accurate to millimeters ......"

Ying Lou shook her head, "No. I'm trying to figure out which of his fingers to fill in."

The lady at the counter: "...... you are ...... engaged?" She couldn't imagine that giving a ring of this level was not for marriage.

Ying Lou : "No."

The lady at the counter: "For your boyfriend?"

Ying Lou blushed a little, but did not deny: "Just see this appropriate, want to give him a gift."

The lady at the counter had an idea: "Then the middle finger of the left hand."

Ying Lou ummed and held the pen against his lips and repeated, "Good ...... left middle finger."

He wrote down a figure accurate to the millimeter and chose to expedite it, for which he added another $30,000.

When she received the ring, Ying Lou didn't even know what she was in a hurry for.

He flipped through the appraisal certificate and laughed at himself.

As if he had the courage to give it away.

...... As if he could use this one ring to snare Xiaochi Chi for the next ten years with it.

Ying Lou threw the ring into storage, but couldn't resist sending the photo to Xiaochi Chi.

Xiaochi Chi decisively sent a review: "Very expensive."

Ying Lou didn't dare say she had bought it: "It's pretty affordable. Like it?"

Xiaochi Chi asked, "Ask me if I like to do something."

Ying Lou didn't know where the impulse came from and blurted out, "I'll buy it for you if you like."

As soon as the words were sent out, he immediately regretted it.

Xiaochi Chi was talking to him one second, and he didn't even have a chance to withdraw.

For a stranger, he crossed the line with that statement.

Ying Lou rarely fell into a situation of hand and foot, only afraid that the next second Xiaochi Chi will pull him.

While scrambling to explain, but more and more black, a thought suddenly appeared in Ying Lou's mind.

-- Since you've made a mistake, you might as well keep making mistakes.

Ying Lou gradually pulled himself out of the panic, sank down and sent the words he had deleted countless times in the dialog box, "I am Ying Lou."

Everything that followed was much smoother.

The boulder weighing on Ying Lou's mind disappears and he patiently proves his identity to Xiaochi Chi over and over again until Xiaochi Chi says he wants to meet with him.

Ying Lou paused to ask Fan Lv's opinion, "Can I meet with him?"

As early as he informed Xiaochi Chi of his identity, he informed Fan Lv about it at the same time.

Fan Lv is now his host and he should respect his right to know.

"Wouldn't I be heartless and heartless if I didn't say yes?" Fan Lv's joking tone sounded a bit indescribably stiff, "Go ahead."

Ying Lou pursed her lips and said back hopefully, "Are you available this Sunday night at 7:30. I'll wait for you at the western restaurant on the TV tower."

For the next few days, Ying Lou was overwhelmed with joy.

Xiaochi Chi started talking to him and asked him where he had been all these years.

Ying Lou remembered his predecessor's advice and did not reveal the existence of the system: "You can understand that I am working somewhere and this time I am here on business. I can't say anything else, we need to keep it a secret."

Ying Lou's own explanation pales in comparison.

I didn't expect Xiaochi Chi to actually accept it: "Well, then I won't ask."

He is so good that Ying Lou wants to hug and kiss him.

Ying Lou also did not forget to give him a good precaution: "After meeting with you, I will leave and will disappear, when the time comes, you should not be anxious. I will come back sooner or later."

Xiaochi Chi said, "I'll wait for you."

Ying Lou touched these three short words in the light screen, not daring to give himself too much room for reverie: "It will waste you a long time."

"To live is a waste of time." Xiaochi Chi replies, "I would like to waste it on Lou."

These words made Ying Lou's heart sore and sweet.

His family Chi Xiao is really good at talking.

Before he went to see Xiaochi Chi, he put the encrypted disk into the melon bag, went back to the main god space, and gave it to his most trusted 089 for temporary storage.

Because of the fear that a virus that would invade at some point would wash away his memories of the password, he wrapped the fragments of memory that contained the inspiration for his own password design in the outer layer of the disk.

In order to prevent the disk from being discovered and deciphered by bystanders, he formed fragments of all the memories related to Xiaochi Chi and mixed them in the outer layer of the disk as a confusion item as well.

...... further on, he no longer remembers.

This is the end of the invasion of fragmented memories into Ying Lou's mind.

Ying Lou came back from the tearing headache and found that it was already dark outside.

He is lying on his bed in his cabin, properly covered with a quilt, while Xiaochi Chi is sitting on the edge of his bed with a small bench, his face buried in the crook of his arm, breathing not too evenly and steadily.

Ying Lou held her slightly warm forehead and reached out to touch Xiaochi Chi's hair.

Xiaochi Chi, who was already not sleeping heavily, sprang up and grimaced again, sliding down the edge of the bed with a painful face.

Ying Lou was startled and hurriedly held him up: "Don't get up so fast, take your time."

Xiaochi Chi was grimacing as Ying Lou helped him sit on the edge of the bed, but he still grabbed his arm and asked, "What's wrong with you? Your headache is so bad."

Ying Lou's voice was still hoarse from the first awakening, and she gently rubbed his waist: "Did I scare you?"

Xiaochi Chi went to touch his head: "I was scared to death. How do you feel now?"

Ying Lou grabbed his hand.

He asked in a low voice: "Sunday, 7:30, the Western restaurant on the TV tower. ...... How long did you wait that day?"

Xiaochi Chi suddenly went mute.

He stared at Ying Lou, breathing a little harder.

......

Inside the main god space.

089 After sorting out the documents related to the new entry system and putting them in the file room, he planned to go back to the duty room.

Today is his shift.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into the system responsible for writing the report being taken away from the room by the head of the security system.

He cried like a dead dog, desperately arguing that he would not make mistakes again, begging the Lord God to spare him for the sake of his previous dedicated work and not to delegate him to do the job of recycling data waste.

089 cocked his head to look at him.

Last time, when the Lord God privately withheld his son and daughter-in-law's eighth worldline and refused to give it to them, 089 played a trick on him, making an error in the security report he submitted to the watchdog, causing the watchdog to once again send a commissioner to review their security status, forcing the Lord God to return the worldline to his son and daughter-in-law.

089 know too well the small-mindedness of the Lord God.

Although it is an innate system, in the long process of evolution and emotional learning, he went from cold and heartless to greedy and arrogant, and will never let go of anyone who makes him unhappy.

Sure enough, this system is just a little mistake again, the main god caught the pigtail, directly delegated to do all the systems are reluctant to do, sorting data waste work.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, 089 watched the senior lapdog of the Lord God being pulled away with the same look of apt, congenial shock and gossip as those around him.

The scene that day is so similar to now.

It's just that the person who was unjustly charged and desperately wanted to defend himself was changed.

089 remember everything that happened that day.

That day, 023 and he were both free, and he was about to ask 023 out to dinner when he saw 061 being forced back into the interrogation room.

"I didn't send Xiaochi Chi any information about the system." Faced with the lapdog sent by the Lord God, Ying Lou tried to argue, "I have strictly observed the confidentiality rules, I know how serious it is to disclose information about the system without permission, and it is impossible to knowingly violate the rules."

"Strictly speaking?"

The other party snickered, pulled up a light screen and took out a screenshot of the message.

Above is his chat screen with Xiaochi Chi, which clearly shows a message.

"I'm currently working at a place called Scum Attack Recycling System, and now I've come to the world you're in in order to finish assisting the host with his mission ......"

Ying Lou saw the completely non-existent paragraph and after a dozen seconds of silence, looked up and calmly said, "I demand to see the source code of this data. I suspect it has been tampered with."

The other side snapped off the light screen and said in a stern voice: "What do you mean by that? The nail on the head of the evidence, you still want to deny?

Ying Lou said, "Why should I admit to something I haven't done?"

The other party gave a strange laugh: "You really do not see the coffin, ah. Your host has reported you, saying that you are always maintaining excessively intimate contact with non-mission subjects these days, he agreed to see you Xiaochi Chi , was softened by you, but on reflection, he still felt that it was inappropriate and wanted you to return to him and not to do your job. A survey, indeed ...... tsk, 061, you have a lot of nerve."

After hearing who reported him, Ying Lou closed his eyes and looked gloomy for a moment.

He repeated his request, "I ask to see the source code of the data."

The other party had bowed his head and signed the interrogation report, "Don't expect to deny what you sent yourself, it's useless."

Ying Lou retreated: "Then let me explain to Chi Xiao."

The other side sneered, "Do you want to reveal more secrets out? You don't think so."

"You let me, standing outside for nine hours, to see him ......" this cold response, called Ying Lou hidden emotions instantly burst, heartache eyes red, full of eyes Xiaochi Chi smashed the bottle, holding a suit alone The shadow of Xiaochi Chi smashing the bottle, holding the suit and leaving alone, "Is this not enough? I just want to explain to him-"

The system across the table put down the light pen and said with a smile, "Don't explain. You don't stand a chance."

Shortly after the report was sent to the "in-between", a "pro forma" penalty notice was issued.

089 and 023 pleaded with the Lord God countless times, but were unable to prevent this ending.

After being pushed into the formatting machine and pressing the purge button, Ying Lou didn't even scream.

089 doesn't know what kind of pain it was, or with what strength he held on, only that he was soaked through and wet when he planted himself out of the formatting machine, propped his hands on the ground, and after shaking for a while, spat out a mouthful of blood.

A gemstone ring clutched in his palm also tumbled out.

His lips slowly opened and closed, filled with a heavy black fog in front of him, a familiar figure running towards him, and in front of him, an invisible dark iron door, is slowly closing, to lock the man outside.

" Chi Xiao ." 089 Heard Ying Lou let out a low moan - moan, "...... Chi Xiao ."

089 creeped out and just wanted to cover his mouth when he heard a surprised shrill voice behind him, "He didn't wash up!"

The lapdog in charge of monitoring the "execution" immediately opened the communicator: "Boss, 061 is not cleanly formatted!"

023's face changed and he pounced on him to beat him up: "You're fucking sick!

At the summons of the dog-leg, the main god in human form came to the cleansing room.

That was the first time 089 saw what the Lord God looked like.

He came in front of Ying Lou, looked down at him for a moment, and after noticing whose name he was mumbling with his open lips, raised the corners of his lips sarcastically and gave the coldest of instructions, "Wash again."

Ying Lou, who had lost her mind, was no longer able to fight the sharp, sharp pain that was about to crush her brain.

Dull cries of pain can not be suppressed, a sound from the room, tearing the heart for pain.

The pitch-black door in ...... his mind finally closed with a bang.

And 023 and 089 were thrown out of the cleaning room.

023 was lying in 089's arms, his eyes and eyes were red: "I'll kill him! Kill that Badan Wang! Don't stop me!"

089 covered his ears, "All right, all right. I remember, I'll find a way to get him."

023 With a sob in his voice, "You fool, what can you do?"

089's voice was soft and soothing as he said, "There's always a way."

023 gradually realized his powerlessness, helplessly raised his hand and pounded two punches into 089's chest.

089 helped him and squatted with him outside the door of the cleaning room.

023 asked, "When he comes out, will he not recognize anyone."

"Hmm."

"Does he not even remember us ...... even Xiaochi Chi."

"Well." 089 said, "But we can call them acquainted again."

"No." 023 immediately shook his head, "No. Isn't it because of Xiaochi Chi that he is this time - as long as he touches the Xiaochi Chi thing, he is not him anymore."

He said, "Why did he tell Xiaochi Chi what was going on in the system? Is he out of his mind?"

089 closed his eyes and did not deny 023's words.

He had better believe this rhetoric of the Lord God wholeheartedly. Otherwise, the Lord God will turn his attention to them sooner or later.

023 shrunk in 089 arms, trembling voice asked 089: "can not tell him about Xiaochi Chi, this time ...... let him forget the best, wait until ...... and so on he is going back, we will then tell him."

089 clutching the ring he had just picked up from Ying Lou's hand, his palm was sore.

A cold light that screamed out under his eyes, but hid it well enough not to let 023 see it: "Well. I don't want to tell him."

......

Time back to the present.

089 leaned against the wall, lazily took a lollipop, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth.

Until the lapdog disappeared in front of him, 089 still looked far away from the direction he left.

089 today did not wear work clothes, sweatshirt size is relatively wide, loosely baked out the contours of the collarbone and slender neckline, he snuggled up to the wall, squinting his eyes, the corners of his mouth picked a little if not cold smile.

Someone greeted him from a short distance away, "89, I've come to draw lots."

089 holding the candy, only a turn of the head, the face added a heartless smile: "This is coming!"

The mouth promised to be diligent, but his movements were slow, wandering step by step towards his office, peacefully enjoying himself.

Ying Lou has reacquainted with Xiaochi Chi and is now in a good relationship. The ring that Ying Lou didn't give away, he has given it to 023 for safekeeping and will be able to return it at any time.

The disk he returned, he believed Xiaochi Chi must be able to crack soon.

As for 023, he also entrusted Ying Lou to take care of it.

Everything that could be arranged and boosted, he did his best.

Now, he just needs to prepare for his return.

...... After this time's lottery, he'll have just over 170 missions left.