Genie: There is something wrong with my simulator

Chapter 232

The diary is a record of the past, and the present is a record of the present.

Diary.

This is the record of the body, it is a witness of time and life, recording joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and leaving traces of growth and change.

Since Tutu Dog just woke up and met Shi Qiu, the diary has been by his side.

The simulator named it "Tutu Dog's Large Diary", so it seems that it is indeed his thing.

Then writing a diary has become a daily instinct.

The instinct of living things to desire completeness.

............

Early in the morning of this day.

On the plain, under this single towering tree, Tutu Dog opened the first page again for the countless time.

Paper is made of energy, so it shouldn't change, but because of countless times of reading, it has curled up and turned yellow, and the handwriting is blurred.

Tutu Dog carefully traced the dim handwriting on it.

Shi Qiu once said that every page of the diary is a new beginning, an opportunity, and a precious space for every day.

But he doesn't think so.

He believes that the diary is a mirror that allows him to see himself clearly.

The significance of recording is greater than everything else.

Today is the twentieth day.

[January 26, sunny...]

"(Finally found you!)"

Accompanied by a crisp, pleasant, lively and cheerful shout above the head, a small and exquisite figure appeared in front of him.

Tutu Dog stopped writing and looked up.

At this time, the foam squirrel was standing steadily on the back of the grinning Washing Cui Soroya, carefully holding a bowl of smoothie, performing acrobatics, trying to keep balance and not let it spill.

"(Hey, Nine-Tailed kid asked for double ice to learn the scriptures to make it, and the only thing missing is this one for you.)"

Foam Chinchilla said happily, and licked the corner of his mouth, as if he was savoring it.

After that, he handed the smoothie to Tutu Dog below.

Tutu Dog thought about it and felt that he was not very hungry, but seeing that Zoroya and Foam Chinchilla were shaking up and down, he still took this special gift.

He held the small bowl, gently put down his tail, and held the small spoon beside him.

In the transparent glass bowl, the pure white ice crystals were stacked like snowflakes, exuding a hint of coolness and fresh water vapor. And on the top layer, it was sprinkled with a touch of elegant pink, like a blooming pink flower, making the whole smoothie look not only mouth-watering, but also more like a fine work of art, making people reluctant to destroy its beauty.

The cold and sweet taste exploded on the tip of the tongue, and Tutu Dog nodded gently to Bubble Squirrel: "(Thank you.)"

The Bubble Squirrel, who had just pulled the little fox Xi Cui and was about to turn around and leave, paused: "(Thank you?)"

He jumped off from Soroya with a nimble posture and looked at Tutu Dog carefully.

Tutu Dog let him look at it, ate a spoonful quietly, and put the small bowl emitting cold air on the grass next to it.

Something is wrong, nine out of ten points is wrong.

Bubble Squirrel frowned slightly.

Tutu Dog was still writing something in the diary, and Bubble Squirrel squinted and stared at Tutu Dog openly.

As for Soroya, he was heartless but surprisingly intuitive, and stayed where he was and didn't dare to make trouble.

............

"(Are you unhappy?)" Bubble Squirrel asked suddenly.

Tutu Dog was slightly stunned and looked up: "(No.)"

He followed the line of sight of the Bubble Squirrel and saw the small bowl of smoothie that he had placed aside, and suddenly realized: "(I'm not hungry now, so eating is not necessary.)"

Tutu Dog gave a considerate explanation.

Not hungry? Eating? Necessary?

The Bubble Squirrel was not relieved by this explanation at all.

"(Do you know what you are talking about?)" Bubble Squirrel said calmly.

"(After so long, we naturally discovered that you and Shi Qiu are both greedy for coolness. For example, before, every lunch, even if you were full, you and Shi Qiu would secretly make two small bowls, and each of you would take a bowl to eat......)"

Speaking of this, the Bubble Squirrel's voice trembled.

"(...Shi Qiu guessed right, you are back to your old ways?)"

When the emotions faded again, it was not surprising that the situation just now happened.

......

"(The elves will not remain unchanged, I am just not in a hurry to enjoy it at this moment.)"

Tutu Dog objectively analyzed: "(Just like at this moment, when I hear your words, I will still

Produce emotions. )"

Yes, I just don't want to eat it now.

Even the energy cubes that Bubble Chinchilla likes the most, there will be times when he inexplicably dislikes them.

After all this, he is actually fighting wits and courage with the air!

The Bubble Chinchilla returned to normal and coughed twice tactically: "(Oh, then it's okay... Tsk, it's all because of Ah Shi's nonsense, which made me a little uneasy.)"

Tutu Dog was helpless.

The Bubble Chinchilla lazily climbed onto Zoroa's back and waved goodbye to Tutu Dog.

Before leaving, the Bubble Chinchilla still helped Tutu Dog carefully analyze those so-called "emotions" as usual.

"(Oh, by the way, let me tell you one more thing, the feeling you just said after listening to what I said is called anger. If it is more serious, it can be called anger.)"

It was the kind of anger and dissatisfaction after being suspected and wronged.

Watching the two little guys' figures gradually moving away, until they turned into small black dots and finally disappeared completely, Tutu Dog was thoughtful.

Angry?

It was the kind of negative emotion that would arise when being teased, just like when he was pranked by Soraya this morning, he should have felt this way...

It was different from what I felt just now.

Although it was also a negative emotion, the emotion was a little deeper.

Black, heavy, like a quagmire.

[January 26, sunny. ]

A new page was condensed by energy and added.

He didn't rush to write, but opened the diary and counted again.

20 pages.

7 pages are missing.

"January 2, January 7... January 11... January 25. ”

“I can’t find yesterday’s either…”

The diary of these seven days has disappeared.

On the 24th, only one page was missing, but today three pages are missing.