Pocket Data Master

However, Dian didn't even look at the map in Meng Yao's hand, "Do you want to have tea again?"

He looked at Harry with a smile on his face.

"Well……"

Harry turned around slowly and laughed awkwardly, "Ah, abusing power is not a good idea."

He looked at Dian who stopped talking and shook his head helplessly, "I know, I know, I'll give it to you, just give it to you."

He sighed and handed over the real map from his body, "That's it."

After Harry finished speaking, he turned around and left. Halfway through, he suddenly turned around and asked, "But how did you know that I would give you a fake map?"

Dian glanced at the map in his hand and smiled slightly, "No, I don't know. It's just a habit. I hope you understand if you need it for work."

He replied calmly and turned around and walked towards the room. He had to know that there was a beautiful sleeping face waiting for him, so he had no time to chat with others.

"What!"

Harry was shaking all over. He immediately found a dark place with no one to hide, then he took out his little notebook and pasted a photo of the palace on it, and then made a scarlet cross symbol. .

"Sure enough... the same condescending tone as someone I met when I was a kid..."

As he wrote, he murmured to himself, "What is required for work and what needs to be understood? No, it's so annoying, so annoying."

On the other side, the palace naturally ignored Harry's grudge. After all, to put it bluntly, this was also a passerby on his journey.

………………

"The noisemaker is back."

Concubine Yue Ji didn't know when she had put on her white private clothes and was reading a novel by the window.

She snorted coldly to express her dissatisfaction, "It's so early in the morning, you are really energetic."

Miao Miao put down a Rubik's Cube toy in her hand, nodded to him, and then continued to play with it with her mind.

"I am also a trainer after all, and fighting is just a part of daily life."

Dian smiled and looked at the tidy room, feeling a little pity. After all, he rarely borrowed a colored pen.

"What novel are you reading?"

He looked at the time and asked slightly curiously.

"Bonds and shapes."

Concubine Yue Ji showed a charming smile and said, "The tragedy of immorality."

After she finished speaking, her smile disappeared, and instead she looked out the window melancholy, "Novel and reality, every time you finish reading it, you will feel a sense of unreality, and the boundary between fantasy and reality begins to blur."

After Concubine Yue Ji finished speaking, she suddenly looked at him seriously, "If, if your future leads to a dark and deep abyss of despair, but the journey is beautiful, would you like to stay on the way, or still move forward? A desperate future?"

"You're too involved."

Dian looked at the girl in front of him, "Stories are stories, reality is reality, this is reality."

He stretched out his hand and held it tightly. "Tragedy is a predetermined outcome in the story, but in reality, the only one who decides whether it is a tragedy or not is yourself."

"puff……"

Concubine Yue Ji gave a rare ordinary smile, "Is Mr. Dian still in the stage of chuunibyou?"

"Meow?"

Miao Miao raised her head and glanced at her master. It was hard to understand why he laughed, because in his judgment, there was nothing ridiculous.

"Although it is indeed a bit embarrassing, it does not mean that it is meaningless."

Dian looked at his clenched hands, "On the contrary, I think this sentence is very meaningful. It is precisely because the future is in your own hands that such a future is valuable. If not, the future will not be the future."

Snapped.

Concubine Yue Ji closed the book in her hand, and then closed her eyes for some reason. When she opened them, she showed an elusive smile, "However, there are always various things in reality, and some things... irresistible,

No……"

As she spoke, the smile on her face gradually became brighter, "There is no other choice but one. At this time, how should Mr. Dian choose?"

Dian looked at the other party's green pupils and seemed to feel something brighter red, as if it was something that existed in it from the beginning.

He closed his eyes, feeling that if he continued to look at it, he would be deeply sucked into it, or that something bad would happen if he continued to look at it.

"Why do you close your eyes?"

A sweet voice accompanied him, "Ah, could it be that..."

Dian calmed down, then suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a pair of surprising green pupils right in front of him, but this surprise soon turned into a smile.

"Mr. Dian, as expected..."

Concubine Yue Ji stood up straight, stroking the light golden hair beside her ear with one hand, and said with a smile: "As expected, I am the most..."

She blinked, then looked at the rose-red wine glass covering her lips.

"It's drinking time."

Dian poured himself a glass again and looked at the girl in front of him. Although she looked more mature than her peers, in his past, she was just an underage girl.

He shook the rose-red wine glass in his hand and thought about other issues.

If there was any bond between him and Concubine Yue Ji, it should have been the wine glass in his hand, but was that all?

"Let's turn the topic back to this. What do you think about tragedy?"

Dian carefully chose a question.

"tragedy."

Concubine Yue Ji took a sip of the rose-red fruit wine, and narrowed her narrow eyes slightly, as if she was savoring the taste of the wine and the meaning of the palace's words.

“Tragedy is the sharp blade of grief that pierces deeply into the human heart.”

Dian said calmly: "After all, if you want to leave traces, this is easier."

"It's true that tragic words are easier to remember."

Concubine Yue Ji raised her eyebrows.

"However, I prefer simple happiness to tragedy that touches people's hearts more."

Dian looked at his hands, "After all, although some words cannot touch the happiness hidden behind tragedy, as long as there is still possibility in the future, it means that hope still exists."

"Even though the specific memory gradually becomes blurry, that touch of emotion..."

He then continued.

"Dianjun!"

Suddenly, the smile on Concubine Yue Ji's face gradually faded, "I hate men who chase after me."

"Dream?"

"Meow?"

Dream Demon and Miaomiao looked at each other at the same time, then shook their heads, neither quite understanding what the two of them were talking about.

Dian stopped forcing her with words. He looked at Concubine Yue Ji, who was indeed a little angry, and knew that it was not yet time.

I originally wanted to continue drinking and this opportunity to get to the bottom of it, but it seemed that the girl was keen to avoid it. Just like before, even when drinking, she still didn't let go of something in her heart.

So he still had a smile on his face and said in an evasive manner: "The conclusion is, Concubine, I will call you Concubine from now on."