Wife is Not Divorced

Xi Bian Ao has long been stupid. Looking at the three people who are entangled together, he suddenly feels like he is a little redundant.

Seeing that Tang Li's heart was ashen, as if she was really about to pull the trigger, Chu Chisi and the little madman became nervous and wanted to pull her: "Tang Li!"

Tang Li didn't intend to actually commit suicide.

Seeing his wife leaning over, Tang Li hurriedly threw the dangerous silver metal and shouted from a distance, "Xiao Xi, then!"

Xi Bian was stunned for a moment, seeing the silver metal draw a parabola, and then landed in his arms with great precision.

She was stunned for a moment, at a loss:

Major General Tang, what is this doing? I just want to be a quiet onlooker and eat melons, and I don't want to join the battle!

However, the other party just wanted to pull her in.

Tang Li was agile, she first pulled the little madman away, and then with a bit of skill, pushed Chu Chisi into the distance.

Before the two wives could react, they were instantly pulled away by Tang Li. She pulled the little madman and shouted to Xi Bian: "Speed, hold Chi Si!"

The combat power is 100 to the combat power of 80, the combat power of 2.1 to the combat power of 2, a very reasonable arrangement and arrangement.

Xi Bian was trembling with trembling, and his outstretched hand was shaking. After hesitating for a long time, he grabbed the corner of Chu Chisi's clothes: "Chi, Sister Chi Si?"

Chu Chisi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Compared to Tang Li and the little madman who were entangled and dragged together, the two of them deserved to be a duo with less than 5 combat power.

It looks so plain, so harmonious, so natural.

Tang Li: "…"

Forget it, as long as you can hold Chi Si.

Xi Bianyan pulled her, and did not forget to take a look at Tang Li out of the corner of his eye, his fingers clasped at the corner of his clothes, and he refused to take any more: "Sister Chi Si."

"Okay," Chu Chisi sighed, barely poking his head out of the vinegar jar, "I won't do it, it's still useful to keep her."

This sentence was a little unwilling, and a little bit of gnashing of teeth, but I didn't seem to realize this, and I was still insisting on the so-called reason.

Tang Li was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma.

The corner of her clothes was suddenly pulled, and the little madman leaned over from behind. She pressed Tang Li's shoulders and pursed her lips: "Tang Li, why are you protecting her?"

Tang Li was helpless: "Aren't you alone?"

The little madman stood on tiptoe, and she hugged Tang Li's shoulders and neck. She was not tall enough, so she pressed her down: "So what?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, still the cold voice that Tang Li was familiar with, but her words were fierce: "You can't even use a gun, rubbish!"

Chu Chisi didn't know how to scold people, and Tang Li had already memorized the few words he used over and over again.

But who taught her this "garbage"?

Tang Li was in a trance for a moment, remembering that in the second cycle, she said she was helping Chi Si with medicine, but she "accidentally" taught her a lot of curse words.

As expected of Chu Chisi, she has an excellent memory and strong learning ability. Tang Li just taught randomly, but she secretly memorized it and "applied what she learned".

Tang Li thought about it, and became more and more guilty.

Chu Chisi's face was pale and her knuckles were tense. She wanted to come over, but Xi Bianyan tried her best to hold her back.

Xi Bian tugged on Chu Chi Si's clothes, and persuaded bitterly: "Sister Chi Si, our combat strength is not even 5, and it is useless to pass."

Tang Li hugged the little madman's arm and persuaded earnestly: "Chi Si, if you want to scold me, just scold me, don't keep staring at yourself and scold me."

Chu Chisi said coldly, "Bian Yan, let me go."

The little madman tilted his head and said softly to Tang Li: "You are so good and obedient, why should I scold you?"

When Tang Li heard this, her first reaction was actually a guilty conscience. She blocked the little madman and glanced at Chu Chisi not far away.

Sure enough, Chu Chisi's eyes were red, and even his explanation became pale and powerless: "I-I didn't think about it that way."

The two wives confronted each other, Tang Li looked left and right, and found that he couldn't speak at all, and wanted to smash a piece of tofu and faint.

Seeing that Chu Chisi was so angry that he was going crazy, and he had to suppress his appearance that he couldn't show, the little madman would be happy and proud when he saw it, and he would inevitably pursue the victory.

The little madman was lying on Tang Li's shoulders, she rummaged in her arms, took out the two little red books, and shook them in front of Chu Chisi.

She smiled brightly and said, "Look what this is?"

Chu Chisi glanced at the marriage certificate of the two, with a slight frown between his brows, his eyes were dark, and he could not see any emotional changes.

Xibian just thought, Sister Chi Si's expression was very light, did she calm down, and the other party said as soon as she opened her mouth—

"It's just a bunch of data," Chu Chisi said calmly, "If you like it, I can use the debugging menu to make eight hundred for you."

She looked directly at the little madman, her eyebrows were slightly curved, and her smile was sparse: "Or, do you want to see what the real marriage certificate looks like?"

The plan that was agreed upon was completely forgotten. Listening to this extremely cold tone, this extremely "terrifying" speech, Sister Chi Si didn't calm down at all!

Seeing that the two were tit-for-tat, and were about to quarrel again, Tang Li hurriedly crossed over and got in the middle again.

Chu Chisi pursed her lips tightly and glared at Tang Li;

The little madman dragged the silver chain, his eyes were foggy, and his eyes always fell on Tang Li alone.

Tang Li looked at the two of them and hesitated for a moment, not sure how to deal with the current situation.

Before the end of the previous cycle, the plan that Xiao Chu and Chu Chisi negotiated was to let the relatively rational "Chu Chisi" who had complete knowledge of Jingfan meet him.

However, the worst happened.

From Chu Chisi deliberately going to area 7 to avoid herself, and deliberately letting the little madman wait in number 2, it can be seen that she does not want to meet herself.

Tang Li can be sure that the Chu Chisi that she first found in Area 7 is the one with the knowledge of mirrors. So, judging from her various performances—

Even after resetting the memory segmentation node, Chu Chisi still wanted to self-destruct.

The little madman didn't have any knowledge about Jingfan, she only had 30,000 times of pain and betrayal, which Jingfan extracted from Chu Chisi, like a bomb from time to time.

[Bomb..bomb], when thinking of this word, Tang Li's heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something, and the pain that was thin like a spark burst open,

Chu Chisi knew that the "little madman" was also a part of herself, but she was still able to use her "cruelly and ruthlessly" as a bargaining chip, as a sharp weapon.

Chu Chisi, she...

She can even use herself.

Tang Li was silent for a moment, she stopped the little madman, but her eyes fell on Chu Chisi in front of her.

"Chi Si, what's your plan with Xiaoxi?"

Tang Li doesn't like to beat around the bush, and every question is straightforward: "What is the purpose of your coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau No. 5?"

Saying that, Tang Li glanced at Xi Bian Ao calmly, and gave him a suggestive look.

Xi Bianyao understood, and hurried over to stand behind Chu Chisi, narrowing the distance between him and Tang Li.

Chu Chisi was half a head shorter than Tang Li, but her aura was not weak at all. She raised her head slightly, and slowly raised her long eyelashes with a fluttering, her eyes were extremely dark and bright.

She said, "The purpose of coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

Chu Chisi bent his brows very lightly, and his eyes fell on Tang Li faintly, as if someone had locked his reason in a big iron box, and then threw it into the sea.

"Of course I'm here to get the certificate," Chu Chisi turned around and smiled at Xi Bian Ao, "Is that right, Bian Ao?"

Tang Li: "…"

Xibian: "??????"

"You and the other I got the certificate," Chu Chisi ignored the other's dilated pupils, and took Xi Bian's hand, "I have a certificate with Bian, isn't it okay?"

Xi Bianyan's expression can only be described with two words of terror. She didn't dare to let out the air, for fear of being cut off by the big knife hanging over her head, she gave Tang Li a trembling glance.

Fortunately, fortunately, Tang Li looked very calm, she sighed like a laugh, and said, "Chi Si, are you jealous again?"

Chu Chisi frowned: "What is it?"

She grasped the key points sharply, but unfortunately because she was soaked in the vinegar jar, she no longer had any extra thinking ability, "I'm not jealous."

Tang Li said, "You're going to marry Xiaoxi to get mad at me, don't you think you're jealous?"

Chu Chisi: "..."

Tang Li smiled, her light-colored eyelashes raised slightly, and even the curved arc looked like a smile: "You are jealous, and you still refuse to admit it."

Chu Chi thought about it for a long time, and then squeezed out a paler excuse: "I'm not jealous, I'm not jealous."

She grabbed Xi Bian Ai, who was so panicked and afraid that she was about to faint, and turned around to go into the Civil Affairs Bureau: "Bian Ai, let's go."

Seeing that Chu Chisi was about to leave, Tang Li hurried over to pull her, forgetting that there was someone behind her, so she left the little madman for a while.

The little madman stood there in a daze, the clothes in his hands slipped, and he didn't want to leave even a sliver of pear fragrance, so he left him so decisively and without hesitation.

Don...Tang pear?

Tang Li, why?

why why why?

Her heart was beating so fast, the little madman seemed to be able to hear the blood flowing in her body. Thirty thousand memories were torn and collided, tearing her into thousands of pieces.

Stay, stay Tang Li—

How should she keep Tang Li?

Everything in the line of sight became hazy, a blurry patch with noise, and there seemed to be a narrow "silver" on the gray "ground" patch.

It was the knife thrown by Tang Li before.

Chu Chisi turned around and left, without any hesitation, but Tang Li moved faster, blocking Chu Chisi with two or three steps.

"Chi Si, Chi Si," Tang Li stopped her from going and leaned towards Xi Bianxi, "Don't rush to leave me."

Tang Li put her hands behind her, and Xi Bianxi was on the side. She took out a brand new mobile phone and took the opportunity to hand it to Tang Li.

Tang Li didn't even have to look back. After receiving the phone, he weighed it. His movements were light and did not leave any traces, and he quickly hid the phone.

Xi Bian's hands were sweating when he was nervous, and he was not as calm as Tang Li at all.

She secretly glanced at Chu Chisi, and found that the other party was still jealous, and didn't notice her at all.

"Why, aren't you all married?" Chu Chisi stretched his shoulders and spoke quickly, "What are you stopping me from doing, I'm going to get married too."

Tang Li blocked the road tightly, her long hair fell on her shoulders, and a shadow was hidden like a golden curtain.

"I didn't stop you, I was just stopping Xiaoxi," Tang Li said calmly, "Chi Si, I want to see how you would get married if there was only one person."

Chu Chisi: "..."

Isn't this nonsense, Chu Chisi glared at Tang Li a few times, but the other party's smiling face was full of joy, but he just refused to give way.

She said bluntly, "Get out of the way."

Tang Li tilted her head, picked up a strand of her long hair, and played slowly in her hands: "No."

Chu Chisi: "..."

"It's okay if you want to get out of the way," Tang Li hugged her arms, leaned down, and approached Chu Chisi, "Chi Si, you promise me one thing."

Tang Li was very close, her skin was white, which contrasted sharply with the jet-black collar around her neck, which encircled her throat and imprisoned her.

The long brown-gold hair fell, and the silver chains interlocking with each other also fell, making a rustling sound, which seemed to attract Chu Chisi's attention.

Thinking of her... Looking at here?

Tang Li chuckled lightly, her long eyelashes drooped, her white hands put on the neckband, her knuckles hooked on the edge, and she pulled outwards.

She approached slowly, a hunter who controlled everything, a prey willing to fall into a trap, a temptation, and an invitation.

The long-lost Lixiang wrapped her nose again, Tang Li's voice was very soft and bewitching: "Chi Si?"

Chu Chi froze: "What's the matter?"

"You brought Xiaoxi to Area 5, anyway, you definitely don't really want to marry her," Tang Li said in a light voice, "Let me guess, it should be related to Jingfan?"

Chu Chisi said: "We are already in the mirror tattoo, no matter what we do, it is related to the mirror fan."

Tang Li knew Chu Chisi too well, and her whole body was soft, only one mouth was the hardest.

She ignored Chu Chisi's sophistry and said, "You always wanted to destroy Jingfan, but why did you insist on acting alone and avoid me on purpose?"

[Because my consciousness is tied to Jingfan, when Jingfan is completely destroyed, I will also die]

Tang Li has always been sharp.

She was very close to the answer.

Chu Chisi's throat was very dry. She was just about to say something to cover up the past. At the same time, a harsh scream suddenly came from outside the Civil Affairs Bureau—

"Yes, someone is injured!"

It was the voice of an NPC, and the screaming attracted the attention of several people, and it also made Chu Chisi secretly relieved.

There were a lot of people around the door, blocking the view layer by layer, Tang Li's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly had a very bad premonition.

There was nothing behind him, and he was dragging his clothes before, and the pitiful little madman didn't know where to go.

Tang Li quickly pushed aside the crowd, even if she had a hunch, she was still frightened by the sight in front of her.

Her face paled instantly: "Chi Si?!"

The little madman clenched the blade tightly, sunk it deeply into his shoulder, pulled it out, and stabbed it again.

The blood gushed out, soaked the clothes in an instant, and overflowed on the ground. The little madman knelt weakly on the ground, but was still smiling at Tang Li.

She said softly, "Tang...Tang Li..."

The little madman stabbed himself at least a dozen times, all of which were near the shoulders and collarbone. The clothes were torn apart, and the wounds were extremely ferocious.

"Chi Si, you—"

Tang Li's movements were faster than his thoughts, and he grabbed the blood-stained blade abruptly, stopping the little madman from making further movements.

Looking at the repeated wounds on her shoulder, she only felt that her heart was cut by a rusty thorn, and dry blood was overflowing: "What are you doing?!"

The little madman's face was pale and his lips were bloodless. She trembled slightly and hugged Tang Li in her arms.

The blood is hot, but she is cold, her body is lighter than a feather, and the breath that blows across her neck feels like thin ice.

"Tang...Tang Li," the blood clogged his mouth, blurring the words, there was a kind of gentleness of wrong intention, "Tang Li, don't go."

The little madman tugged at her clothes, his voice getting softer and softer, wrapping around his neck like a thin thread, "Please, don't go."

The fingertips slipped, leaving a few bloodstains.

The little madman looked at Tang Li pleadingly, the dark pupils were a little loose, blood beads overflowed from the corners of his lips, and slowly slipped down his chin, blurring the slightly open collar.

Her voice was hoarse: "Don't go."

Tang Li was speechless, panic, remorse, self-blame, fear, anxiety and other emotions suddenly attacked, destroying her last line of defense.

The scene in front of me coincides with the last cycle.

Chu Chisi fell into her arms, and the blood and blood flowed away from the gaps of her fingers like grains of sand that she couldn't hold. Every second became paler, and every second was closer to death.

Why didn't she consider that Chu Chisi has gone through too many cycles, too many betrayals and injuries, and has long been on the verge of collapse, and there is the possibility of hurting herself every minute and every second.

"I won't go, I won't go."

Tang Li's voice was trembling, and her hands were trembling even more. She slowly pulled away the torn cloth on the little madman's shoulder to check the wounds.

Although the blood was all over the floor, it looked very scary, but the wounds were concentrated around the collarbone and only penetrated into the flesh, avoiding the arteries.

She won't die, she won't die.

Tang Li repeated this sentence to herself as if to deceive herself, and it took a long time for her to calm down.

She hugged the person in her arms tighter, her breath was full of blood from the little madman, mixed with sand and gravel, and was swallowed hard.

The little madman was nestled in Tang Li's arms, her long eyelashes were hanging down densely, she didn't say a word, and she was as obedient as a white glutinous rice dumpling.

She raised her head slightly and her eyes fell on Tang Li.

There was a little blush on that cheek, like a peach petal floating on the water, revealing a pale but bright smile.

Tang Li, her Tang Li.

Really still care about yourself. .

Tang Li helped the little madman to deal with the wound urgently, and the blood flow decreased for a long time, but when he looked up again, both Chu Chisi and Xi Bianxi were gone.

Don't think too much, first stabilize the state of Chi Si.

Tang Li wanted to take the little madman to the hospital, but the little madman shook his head with a puzzled expression: "Although I don't remember why, but area 9 is not allowed."

When deducing the route after Chu Chisi reset, Tang Li also suggested that she must go to the No. 9 area. After doing certain things, she got up and went to No. 7.

What the **** is area 9? For Tang Li, this is still a mystery.

Since he couldn't go to the hospital, Tang Li had to take the madman back to Villa No. 2, and called a bunch of private doctors to treat the wound.

This scene is a bit familiar.

Tang Li sighed. She changed into clean clothes and sat on the sofa tiredly, rubbing her brows.

After getting the mobile phone from Xi Bianzhuo, she learned from the other party about Chu Chisi's complete plan, including the third item of "crisis handling procedures".

Chi Si's consciousness is bound to Jing Fan.

But this formed a terrible result. Without destroying the last mirror fan, they would not be able to locate the specific location; but if the mirror fan was destroyed, Chu Chisi would also die.

This is a dead end that cannot be solved.

No wonder Chu Chi was determined to drive her away. It turned out that she already knew her fate within a few minutes after the plane lost contact.

No, no, Tang Li pressed her forehead, recalling every detail, there must be a solution.

No matter how detailed the plan is, when it is actually implemented, there will definitely be variables.

What will be the variables in Chu Chisi's plan?

Tang Li was thinking, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and the little madman ran towards her in small steps despite the dissuasion of the private doctors.

"Tang Li, Tang Li."

She was wearing loose pajamas, her black hair was slightly messy, and she looked fluffy, like the kind of small animal kept at home, and rushed into Tang Li's arms.

"Be careful," Tang Li was startled by her, and quickly urged, "Chi Si, look at the wound."

The little madman snuggled into her arms, his long black hair brushed over his shoulders and neck, soft and cold, his fingertips moved quietly, and he clenched Tang Li's clothes tightly.

"Tang Li," she put her pillow on her shoulders, her breath pressed against her ears, and ironed off a warm touch, "Don't go, and don't leave me."

This is not a question, but a stubborn, stubborn, possessive statement.

The little madman carefully constructed a cage with the entire villa, locked windows and doors, and even his own body, trying to trap her Tang Li in it.

Tang Li is willing to be trapped by her for a lifetime.

Only, not here. Not in this virtual world that is gradually approaching its limit, constructed from data, and has no "future" but only "present".

The doctors made the medicinal soup, and the porcelain bowl was filled with dark brown liquid, which made the little madman frown.

"It's just a small injury," the little madman argued, "I don't want to drink medicine, it's too bitter."

Tang Li persuaded her, "Drink a little, it will get better faster."

She picked up a small bowl, used a porcelain spoon to scoop up a spoonful of medicinal soup, blew away the steaming mist, and put it on her lips to test the temperature.

It should be just right to drink.

Drinking medicine is one thing, but it is another thing for Tang Li to feed himself medicine. The little madman huddled on the sofa, hesitated for a moment, and slowly leaned over.

The medicinal soup burned his lips reddishly, and the brown medicinal soup was sucked away little by little. The little madman frowned and swallowed the medicinal soup with all his might.

Tang Li handed over another spoonful: "Come."

"The medicine soup is very bitter," the little madman frowned and said in a small voice, "It's just a small injury, no need to drink medicine at all."

The small bowl was put back on the coffee table, and the porcelain spoon hit the side, making a soft "ding" sound, like the sound of ice cubes shaking, and like a ship crashing into a glacier.

"This is not a minor injury." Tang Li said.

It was rare for Tang Li to be so serious. The little madman paused and turned to look at the layered gauze on his shoulders, puzzled: "It's really just a minor injury."

"It didn't hurt at all," she added.

Tang Li's eyes gradually sank, and he clenched his knuckles. After a long silence, he released it suddenly: "Chi Si."

"Wounds are wounds, there is no big or small difference. Chi Si, you can't habitually hurt yourself and use your body as a weapon and a bargaining chip."

Tang Li spoke slowly, and every word was clear: "Chi Si, you can't get used to this body that resets automatically."

The little madman pursed his lips and said nothing.

Of course she knew what Tang Li meant, but for the little madman, all her memories and all her time were spent in the tattoo mirror.

She has no real memory.

Not at all.

Cycles and resets, debugging menus and NPCs, and the ship of Theseus built from the accumulation of 30,000 memories has long been different from its original appearance.

Even Chu Chisi himself can clearly realize that "she" is no longer the original "Chu Chisi".

Not what Tang Li loved—

That first, the original Chu Chisi.

But what does that matter? At least at this moment, Tang Li was still by her side, she agreed, she promised she would not leave again.

For the little madman, that's enough.

The second layer of tattoo mirrors "delayed" the time by 64 times. Even if the reality is hopeless, they still have so much time to be together, which is enough.

"Okay, I'll listen to you," the little madman circled Tang Li and rubbed her neck intimately, "Tang Li, you are so kind to me."

Tang Li rubbed the little madman's head, and while holding the person in his arms, he picked up the medicinal soup: "Then drink some medicine?"

Her voice was so gentle, her long splendid and soft hair fell on her shoulders, like a shawl made of gold silk, and she could smell a faint scent of pear blossoms.

The little madman is very good: "Okay."

The medicinal soup was bitter and astringent, but the kiss handed as a reward for drinking the medicine was very sweet, soaking the whole heart and the whole person in the clear honey.

The little madman is very good and obedient.

As long as Tang Li doesn't leave, she will be good.

The light fragrance of pear blossoms invaded my chest, it was a hazy rain and fog, so humid that it was breathless, dripping, dripping, and it rained continuously all night.

"Tick, tick," never stopped.

Looking at the rain curtain outside the window, the two of them in Area 1 were a little worried.

"Is the weather function randomly raining? This is a bit bad - Sister Chi Si, do you think it might be sunny tomorrow?"

Xi Bian was sitting beside the bed, carefully observing Chu Chisi's state, while secretly fiddling with his mobile phone, edited a long list of messages, and sent them all to the other side.

"It's hard to say, the probability is very low."

Chu Chisi closed the curtains and sighed.

"Jingfan is still in the testing stage. If there is a random rainy day in the weather function, 80% will be heavy rain that lasts for a day, 10% will be typhoons, and only 10% will be light rain."

Chu Chi rubbed his forehead, always feeling a bit of a headache: "We are only short of authorized NPCs on the 4th, but if it's a heavy rain, it's better to stop on the 1st for another day."

There was a glass of lemonade from the front desk of the hotel on the table, Chu Chisi picked up the water glass and took several sips.

Xibian fell into silence.

When did Sister Chi Si get into the habit of drinking lemonade so much?

Yesterday, I drank half a tank of lemonade at the front desk in the No. 6 area, but today I came to No. 1 and I was still frantically filling myself.

"But if you stay for too long, there will be many variables," Chu Chisi frowned, "The debugging menu is not in our hands, and there is no way to use the resources in Mirare-In."

She analyzed it one by one, with reason and reason, and strict logic.

Since the message was sent, the people on that side have not replied for a long time, Xi Bian was so anxious that his palms were sweating.

In the last cycle, Xiao Chu destroyed a lot of things, including the first line of defense in the No. 9 area, that is, the [lock protection] of No. 8 to No. 9.

After the [Lock Protection] of Area 8 is gone, the second line of defense in Area 9 is the [Authorized Protection] that connects with other areas.

Chu Chisi's actions were fast, and his will was extremely determined. No matter how much Xi Bianyi procrastinated, the two of them had already solved the authorization of 6 NPCs in such a short period of time.

The only remaining authorized NPC is "Miss Qiu Family" in Area 4. As long as she is found, the protection mechanism in Area 9 will be completely lowered.

The so-called "background" will be turned on, allowing MC (mastercontrol-master/master controller) to enter it, and modify the code behind even in the mirror.

The limit is gradually, gradually approaching.

Xi Bian was too anxious, but Chu Chi Si was still there while analyzing, while frantically pouring himself lemonade.

Because she went to the front desk too many times, the young lady at the front desk knew her. Under the influence of the banknote ability, the hotel manager carried a whole pot of freshly soaked lemonade and silently sent it to the room.

Raindrops slanted and hit the glass, making a fine sound. Chu Chisi was writing and drawing on the tablet computer, and was thinking with his head down, when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

I knocked on the glass window for some unknown reason: "Knock knock."

The sound of knocking on the window was mixed with the sound of the rain, neither urgent nor slow, extremely clear and a little weird, which startled Chu Chisi.

"Strange, why did I hear the knocking sound?" Chu Chisi swallowed, his body stiff, "Bian Wei, have you knocked on the glass?"

Xibian raised his hands and shook his head: "No, I've been looking at my phone just now."

Just as Chu Chi was about to say something, someone knocked on the window again, and this time it was clearer. It just fell right next to his ear and exploded in the quiet room.

"Knock knock", two crisp sounds.

Chu Chisi's face was a little pale, and he spat out a few words tremblingly: "Bian Yan, we didn't add ghosts or other settings in the tattoo mirror, right?"

Xi Bianyu naturally knew what was going on, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only say with a guilty conscience: "Yes, there should be no..."

The knocking sound disappeared for a while.

But it didn't take long for it to sound again, still in the same unhurried tone, as if not in a hurry at all, slowly waiting for Chu Chisi to look over.

Chu Chisi didn't want to go there at all.

She is an atheist, but this is a tattoo mirror and not the real world. God knows if someone who reads too many strange novels (assignment) has added strange things to it when writing code.

In Xi Bian's pitiful eyes, Chu Chisi, as her "Sister Chi Si" and "boss", finally stood up from the chair and came to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Chu Chisi clenched the edge of the fabric tightly, took a deep breath, gathered up his courage, and then "swipe" all the curtains open.

There is no such thing as a "ghost" in the tattoo mirror, but in this cycle, there is one more elusive person.

I saw a person leaning behind the transparent glass in the hazy rain curtain. She sat on the precarious edge and smiled leisurely to Chu Chisi.

Tang Li waved to her and made a mouth shape: "Chi Si."

Chu Chisi: "..."

Tang Li leaned back against the wall, her thin shirt was soaked in the rain and it was transparent, like the mist rising from the sea, revealing a large area of ​​soft white color between the shadows.

Chu Chisi suddenly opened the window, his face full of disbelief: "Tang Li, this is the sixth floor!"

Tang Li was very calm, clinging to the window sill and turning in.

Her whole body was wet, her long brown and blond hair was clinging to her body, and the rain dripped down the hair gap and moistened into those light-colored eyes, like a mermaid just emerging from the water.

Tang Li raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said in a lazy voice, "Chu Chisi, isn't there a lot of absurd things your wife has done?"