Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying left the body on the bed for energy recovery, while the spiritual body went to the rooftop of Tongzilou to breathe fresh air.

Saying too much in one breath, both were a little dizzy.

At best, Lou Ying's memory was recovered by one percent.

At first, he only attached the memory fragments related to Chi Xiaochi to the disk. As for a few years of working in the system, after all, it was stirred into fragments in that machine and scattered.

Fortunately, they were thrown into the world under the will of the Lord God.

Lou Ying in the parallel world, at least for him to complete all the memories of his life.

Lou Ying pressed his temples.

He remembered that after being formatted, he lay down for a week before returning to the eighth host Lu Fan as 061.

At that time, he had long lost all his previous memories, as if he was on his first mission, and greeted him politely: "Mr. Lu, hello."

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

But no matter how he pursued it, 089 and 023, whom he knew best, refused to tell him the truth, and only repeatedly advised him not to associate with irrelevant people.

Therefore, Lou Ying chose to stay away from this host.

I don't know if he has been warned by the system of the previous shift. Lu Fan also started to call his code, and never mentioned what happened at the beginning, restrained, shrinking, it seemed that he had done something wrong.

In this way, Lou Ying politely led him to complete the remaining tasks.

In the last world, Lu Fan was drunk because he wanted to attack the target of the mission, and went home all over the place. He was full of mess and looked pitiful.

Lou Ying had no choice but to fulfill the responsibility of the system to the host.

Whoever thought, Lu Fan only glanced at Lou Ying's face, and made a scream, backed by hands and feet, as if to stay away from a nightmare that made him miserable.

He shrank into the corner of the bed, holding his face in tears and wailing sadly, saying "I'm sorry", "I never thought it would be like this", "I don't know".

Lou Ying took the towel, stood by the bed, raised her hand and touched her face, puzzled.

After completing the tenth mission, Lu Fan randomly chose one of the ten mission worlds, and left in a hurry.

Lou Ying sleepwalked and completed two worlds again, allowing mechanized thinking to invade his head a little bit.

He forgot the feeling of being a human until he met Chi Xiaochi again, and realized the shock, anxiety, and crying again.

Then it was marveling, applauding, admiring.

And then, it was soft-hearted, jealous, and tempted.

Chi Xiaochi added color to the gradually blank Lou Ying.

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

The person who made him feel right now is sitting in his right hand, wearing light cotton pajamas, with one leg crossed and the other leg extended, pedaling on the iron fence less than five centimeters high in front of Lou Ying. .

That if there is no gesture to protect him, Lou Ying's heart moved.

Chi Xiaochi held the disk in front of him and glanced back into his pocket.

Lou Ying asked, "Any clue?"

Chi Xiaochi raised an eyebrow: "Ask me?"

Lou Ying was not embarrassed, and he coughed, "The 32-bit password ... is quite long."

Chi Xiaochi looked at him: "How did you think of setting such a long password?"

Lou Ying: "Consider ... safe."

Is very safe.

It was safe for two people to hold the disk and couldn't do anything about it.

Here is evidence of the main god's violation of the entropy transmission line embedded in the host, and can prove that this is a premeditated, long-term violation, and it can never be explained by a mistake.

The problem is that they can't dismantle the evidence themselves.

Chi Xiaochi drew the shape of the disk in his pocket with his fingertips: "If you think about it, if you are now, to encrypt an important disk, what is the most likely password?"

Lou Ying said: "The initials and birthday are too simple. I won't choose this, it's not safe."

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

Lou Ying shook his head: "After I was formatted, I deliberately checked their relevant information. The names of all of them were strung together, and they were more than 32 letters long. If it was a birthday ..."

He tried to crack the disk in this way.

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

The analysis here is at an impasse.

Lou Ying said, "I've left some messages outside the disk, you can remind me ..."

Having said that, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and shut up in time.

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

Lou Ying's eyes looked forward: "... nothing."

Chi Xiaochi squinted slightly: "What's the relevant message?"

Thinking of the appearances of his past mistakes, Lou Ying tilted his head away, his face flushed: "Some irrelevant tips ..."

"Hint?" Ichikochi chased his eyes. "Let me see. What's the hint. Isn't it faster for two people to think together?"

Lou Yingqiang denies: "I didn't find anything special."

Chi Xiaochi faintly felt a clue: "It won't be me ..."

Lou Ying snorted immediately: "... a headache."

Chi Xiaochi immediately cut off all thoughts, squatting behind Lou Ying and rubbing his head lightly.

Lou Ying laughed bitterly at his naivety.

Suddenly showing all his past thoughts and love to another person without reservation, he was not fully prepared.

Although it is necessary in terms of cracking disk efficiency.

Lou Ying closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted for herself.

While rubbing his temples to Lou Ying, Chi Xiaochi confirmed to Lou Ying again, "Your boss won't hear what we're talking about, right?"

"The Lord God does not have the authority of the unconditional slavery system. Even if it wants to monitor us, it will definitely leave traces of access." Lou Ying turned his face and looked at Chi Xiaochi's eyes. Scanning mode, ready to disperse abnormal data at any time, it will not be boring at this time. "

Chi Xiaochi: "Does it monitor us often?"

Lou Ying thought for a moment, and told the truth: "Yesterday, it went online 28 times and watched us for a total of three hours. Today it may be busy, only three trips in the morning."

Chi Xiaochi leaned closer to Lou Ying's face and cursed with a grin: "Death metamorphosis."

Lou Ying reluctantly: "It can't hear now."

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

Lou Ying looked at his face with a vivid expression close to him, couldn't help laughing, and looked at him intently: "Then you look at me, and say it again, I record it."

Chi Xiaochi cleared his throat, adjusted his emotions to the fullest state, came to the front of Lou Ying, and Yi Yang frustrated: "Death metamorphosis."

Before the words fell, Lou Ying changed her squatting position, kissed Chi Koike's left cheek, and whispered softly, "Huh. Sorry."

Chi Xiaochi stunned for a while, the tip of his ears rose a little red: "You're scolded for loans."

Lou Ying laughed. He was always full of whimsical metaphors: "Yes, you must borrow a good loan to do the next thing."

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

"What you see next ... may be a little embarrassed." Lou Ying stopped and exhaled for a while to let herself continue in a calm state, "but I think you should still know ... about me Encrypted messages on disk. "

He was closer to Chi Xiaochi. He touched his lips with his fingertips and asked for his opinion: "Can I ...?"

Chi Xiaochi probably understood his intentions, laughed, and wanted to make himself look less flamboyant, but his throat couldn't help but be tight: "Are all your information transmitted through the USB interface?"

"No," Lou Ying replied sincerely. "Information can be transmitted directly to your brain."

"Why then ..."

"Because ... if that's the case, I'm worried for a while, I won't dare to look into your eyes." Gentleman Lou Ying blushed seriously again, "So, can I?"

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

Lou Ying kept looking at him until the other person closed his eyes and acquiesced in his invitation.

Lou Ying silently reviewed the previously downloaded kissing guide.

When the lip flap touched the edge of Chi Xiaochi's lips, the other side gave a slight "um" sound, and apparently receded a few centimeters. Under this awake state, the instinctual kiss of the other party's total initiative showed a little fear.

But he needs to take this step sooner or later, and Lou Ying also needs it.

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

Lou Ying raised his right finger and pressed it on the temple of Chi Xiaochi. He gave all the throbbing things and impulsive stupid things he had done in those years. In short, he told Chi Xiaochi all those things that were not like Lou Ying. .

He is not afraid that in the future Iike Koike will use these things to make short jokes about him.

He even really hoped that Chi Xiaochi could hold more handles and shortcomings to make him believe that from the beginning, he had to be necessary to comfort his heart that walked alone in the snow and cold night.

Lou Ying likes to be on the pool, a little earlier than Chi Xiaochi likes to be on the pool.

As for how to bring Chi Xiaochi back to the house downstairs that night, Lou Ying no longer remembers it, just remember that it was a long, good night.

The two did nothing, just lying side by side, sleeping on the same bed, not even a dream.

The person in the dream is already around.

In contrast, Zhu Shoucheng, who did not dare to sleep overnight, fell asleep at seven or eight in the morning, and his dreams were messy, and the strange smell of blowing his nose went straight to his heart. Can't wake up anyway.

After waking up, he was sticky and sweaty again.

Before he could take a sigh of relief, the sound that awakened him from his dream suddenly sounded again.

Hey, hey.

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

No one responded, just knocking on the door.

"Who?"

Zhu Shoucheng was panicked and raised his voice to ask.

There was still no answer outside the door.

Zhu Shoucheng looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and was suddenly confused.

... why is it three o'clock in the afternoon?

So, just outside the door ...

Yesterday's weird dream, like a stone sinking in his stomach, the knock on the door awakened his extremely bad memories, making the sinking feeling tumbling again.

But he had to open the door again.

Zhu Shoucheng came to the door with heavy steps. For the first time, he felt that pressing the door handle and welcoming a child was such a nauseating and sad thing.

"teacher Zhu."

Outside the door was Chi Xiaochi's impure and impure face. He was holding a pile of tuition materials, and his face was eager for knowledge: "Why did you take so long to open the door? I want to come for tuition."