Chapter 257: pick, loan, two loves

Xiaochi Chi and Ying Lou left their host bodies in bed to recuperate, while their spirit bodies went up to the rooftop of the silo to get some fresh air.

Too much was said in one breath, and both were a little dizzy.

Ying Lou's memory, at best, is one percent recovered.

At the beginning, he attached only Xiaochi Chi-related memory fragments to the disk, but the years he spent working on the system were eventually stirred into pieces in that machine and dispersed without trace.

The good thing is, they were thrown into this world at the behest of the Lord God.

The parallel world of Ying Lou, at least, completes his memory of when he was alive.

Ying Lou pressed Solar Plexus.

He remembers that after being formatted, he lay for a week before returning to his eighth host, Fan Lv, as 061.

By then, he had lost all his memories of the previous mission and greeted him politely as if it were his first: "Mr. Lu, hello."

Before returning, Ying Lou already knew that he was reported by his current host, for reasons unknown, probably because he had made some serious mistake.

But no matter how much he asked, 089 and 023, the people he knew best, refused to tell him the truth, and only repeatedly advised him not to get too close to people he didn't know.

As a result, Ying Lou chose to stay away from this host.

I don't know if I've been warned by the system that came to replace him, Fan Lv also began to call him by his code name, and never mention what happened, restrained, cowering, as if he had done something terribly wrong.

Ying Lou took him through the rest of his assignment with such courtesy.

In the last world, Fan Lv because to rip off the mission object, drunk, all the way home east and west, vomiting all over the body, look a bit pathetic.

Ying Lou had to take on a form and wanted to fulfill the system's responsibility to the host.

Fan Lv took one look at Ying Lou's face and let out a scream, backing up on his hands and knees like he was trying to get away from a nightmare that was causing him so much pain.

He cowered in the corner of the bed, holding his face and mourning, saying "I'm sorry", "I didn't think it would come to this", "I didn't know".

Ying Lou took the towel and stood by the bed, raising her hand to touch her face, puzzled.

After completing the tenth mission, Fan Lv randomly chose one of the ten mission worlds and left in a hurry, never to be heard from again.

Ying Lou sleepwalked through two more worlds, letting the mechanized mind invade his head a little.

He forgot what it was like to be a human being until he met Xiaochi Chi again and experienced the shock, unease and laughter all over again.

Then there was awe, admiration, and admiration.

And then, there is the softness of heart, jealousy, and thumping of the heart.

Xiaochi Chi adds color to the increasingly blank Ying Lou.

And Ying Lou wants to be human again for Xiaochi Chi.

The person who made his heart flutter was now sitting to his right, wearing a light cotton nightgown, one leg crossed and the other stretched out, stomping on the iron parapet of the rooftop, less than five centimeters high, in front of Ying Lou.

The gesture of protecting him, if anything, made Ying Lou's heart flutter.

Xiaochi Chi lifted the disk to his eyes and looked at it, then tucked it back into his pocket.

Ying Lou asked, "Any clue?"

Xiaochi Chi raised his eyebrows, "Ask me?"

Ying Lou is not very good, dry cough: "32-bit password ...... is quite long."

Xiaochi Chi looked at him, "How did you come up with such a long password in the first place?"

Ying Lou : "Consider the ...... safety bar."

is very safe.

Safe to two people with disks and a lot of confusion.

There is evidence sealed here that the host god violated the rules by burying entropy transmission lines in the host's body, and is able to prove that this is a premeditated, long-term violation that can never be explained by a momentary lapse.

But the problem is that they can't dismantle this evidence themselves anymore.

Xiaochi Chi traced the shape of the disk in his pocket with his fingertips, "Think about it, if you were encrypting an important disk now, what would you most likely choose as a password?"

Ying Lou mused, "The initials and birthday are too simple. I wouldn't choose this, it's too insecure."

Xiaochi Chi tried to enlighten him, "What about the last names or first names of the first eight hosts?"

Ying Lou shook his head: "After I was formatted, I had deliberately looked up information about them. All of their names strung together have long exceeded 32 letters. If we are talking about birthdays ......"

He tried to crack the disk with this idea.

But after entering eight different years and months in sequence, Ying Lou shook his head helplessly: "No."

Here the analysis comes to a deadlock again.

Ying Lou said, "I did leave some messages on the outside of the disk that would alert me to ......"

At this point in the conversation, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and braked in time to shut up.

Xiaochi Chi looked up and asked him, "What's the message?"

Ying Lou eyes ahead: "There's nothing on ......."

Xiaochi Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, "What is the message related to?"

Thinking of her own past, Ying Lou tilted her head away, her face flushed: "Some inconsequential tips ...... just."

"A hint?" Xiaochi Chi went after his eyes, "Let me see, what's the hint. Wouldn't it be faster for two people to think together?"

Ying Lou braced herself to deny: "I didn't find anything special."

Xiaochi Chi vaguely felt a clue: "It can't be me ......"

Ying Lou immediately let out a low hum: "...... headache."

Xiaochi Chi immediately broke off all thoughts and crouched behind Ying Lou to give him a gentle head rub.

Ying Lou laughed at her own childishness.

Suddenly he had to show his entire past miss and love to another person without reservation, he was not ready for everything.

Although it is necessary in terms of efficiency of cracking the disk.

Ying Lou closed her eyes and took a deep breath to get herself tuned up.

While rubbing Ying Lou's Solar Plexus, Xiaochi Chi confirmed with Ying Lou again, "Your boss didn't hear and see what we were saying, did he?"

"The main god does not have the authority to enslave the system unconditionally. Even if it were to monitor us, it would certainly leave a trail of access." Ying Lou turned her face sideways and looked Xiaochi Chi in the eyes, "I've been on full scan mode of the data since this afternoon, ready to disperse abnormal data, it won't be asking for trouble at this time."

Xiaochi Chi : "Does it spy on us a lot?"

Ying Lou thought for a moment, but still told the truth: "Yesterday, it came online to see us 28 times, before and after a total of three hours. Today it may be busier and only made three visits in the morning."

Xiaochi Chi came close to Ying Lou's face and scolded with a smile, "Damn pervert."

Ying Lou is helpless: "It can't hear you now."

Xiaochi Chi : "Record this. When it comes, give it a loop."

Ying Lou looked at his face, which was close at hand and had a vivid expression, and couldn't help but smile and look at him intently, "Then look at me and say it again, and I'll record it."

Xiaochi Chi cleared her throat, adjusted her emotions to their fullest state, came to Ying Lou's front, and said in a subdued voice, "Damn pervert."

Before the words were out of her mouth, Ying Lou changed her crouching position, kissed Xiaochi Chi on her left cheek, and whispered, "Yeah. Sorry."

Xiaochi Chi froze for a moment, the tips of his ears a little red: "You loan scolded ah."

Ying Lou laughs at his always whimsical analogy: "Yes, one has to get a good loan to do the next thing."

Xiaochi Chi is a little nervous: "...... what?"

"What you see next ...... may be a little embarrassing." Ying Lou paused and took two breaths before she could bring herself to continue in a calm state, "But I think you should still know about the ...... message I encrypted on the disk."

He moved a little closer to Xiaochi Chi and touched the edge of his lips with his fingertips, asking for his opinion, "Is it okay if I ......?"

Xiaochi Chi probably understood his intention, gave a laugh, trying to make himself look less fledgling, but his throat could not help but tighten: "Your information, are they all transmitted by USB interface?"

"No." Ying Lou replied sincerely, "The information is transmitted directly to your brain."

"Then why ......"

"Because ...... if that happens, I'm worried that after a while, I won't dare to look you in the eyes." Ying Lou gentleman again seriously blushed, "So, is it okay?"

Xiaochi Chi pursed his lips and pondered for a long time.

Ying Lou just kept looking at him until the man across the table closed his eyes and acquiesced to his invitation.

Ying Lou reviewed the kissing guide she had downloaded previously in silence.

When her lips lightly touched Xiaochi Chi's, she gave a soft "mmm" and visibly stepped back a few centimeters, instinctively wincing at the sober kiss in which the other party had full control of the initiative.

But sooner or later, he needed to take that step, and so did Ying Lou.

After recapturing those lips, Ying Lou never let go easily.

Ying Lou lifted his right finger and pressed it on Xiaochi Chi's Solar Plexus, telling Xiaochi Chi, with great care, all the things he had done all those years, all the things he had done, all the impulsive and stupid things he had done, in short, all the things that were not like Ying Lou.

He was not afraid that in the future Xiaochi Chi would make short shrift of him with these things.

He even sincerely hopes that Xiaochi Chi can hold more of his own handles and shortcomings, so that he can believe that he is from the beginning, it is necessary to him, so as to comfort his heart that has been walking alone in the cold and windy night for a long time.

Ying Lou fell in love with Xiaochi Chi a little bit earlier than Xiaochi Chi fell in love with Ying Lou.

Ying Lou doesn't remember how she carried Xiaochi Chi back downstairs to her house that night, except that it was a long, good night.

The two did not do anything but lie side by side, sleeping in the same bed, without even a dream.

The dreamer is already around.

In contrast, Shoucheng Zhu, who was afraid to sleep all night, fell asleep at 7:00 or 8:00 in the morning, and his dreams were a mess, with a pungent smell going straight to his heart, making him sick to his stomach, but he couldn't wake up anyway.

When he woke up, he was all sticky and sweaty again.

No sooner had he taken a breath than the voice that had awakened him from his dream sounded again abruptly.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Shoucheng Zhu stepped drowsily on his slippers and frowned, "Who?"

No one answered, just a duk-duk knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

Shoucheng Zhu was flustered by the knock and raised his voice to ask.

There was still no answer at the door.

Shoucheng Zhu looked up at the wall clock and abruptly messed up his mind.

...... How come it's already 3pm?

So, outside the door is ......

Yesterday's bizarre dream sank like a stone in his stomach, and the knock on the door awakened his extremely bad memories, causing the sinking feeling to churn again.

But he had to open the door again.

Shoucheng Zhu came to the door with a heavy step, feeling for the first time that pushing the doorknob and welcoming a child in was such a stomach-churning and sad thing.

"Mr. Zhu."

Outside the door was Xiaochi Chi's good-for-nothing face, clutching a pile of cramming materials with an eager look on his face: "What took you so long to open the door? I want to come to tutoring."