Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying left their bodies on the bed to recharge their energy, while their spiritual bodies went up to the roof of Tongzilou to breathe fresh air.
They said too many words in one breath, and both of them felt dizzy.
Lou Ying's memory, at most one percent was recovered.
At first, he only attached memory fragments related to Chi Xiaochi to the disk. As for the few years of working in the system, after all, he was stirred into fragments in that machine and disappeared without a trace.
Fortunately, they were thrown into this world at the behest of the Lord God.
Lou Ying from the parallel world, at least filled him with all the memories he had when he was alive.
Lou Ying pressed his temple.
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 already lost all his previous memories, as if he was on a mission for the first time, he greeted him politely: "Hello, Mr. Lu."
Before he came back, Lou Ying knew that he was reported by his current host. The reason was unknown, but he probably made some serious mistakes.
But no matter how he asked, 089 and 023, who were most familiar with him, refused to tell him the truth, and only repeatedly advised him not to be too close with unrelated people.
Therefore, Lou Ying chose to stay away from the host.
I don't know if he had been warned by the system that came to replace the shift earlier, but Lu Fan also started to call him by his code name, and he never mentioned what happened in the first place.
Lou Ying politely led him to complete the rest of the task.
In the last world, Lu Fan got drunk because he wanted to attack the target of the mission, and stumbled all the way home, vomited all over his body and looked a little pitiful.
Lou Ying had to take shape and wanted to fulfill the system's responsibility to the host.
Who would have thought, Lu Fan only glanced at Lou Ying's face, then let out a scream, and stepped back with his hands and feet, as if to stay away from a nightmare that made him miserable.
He shrunk in a corner of the bed, holding his face and weeping sadly, saying "I'm sorry", "I never thought it would turn out like this", "I don't know".
Lou Ying stood by the bed with a towel, raised his hand and touched his face, puzzled.
After completing the tenth mission, Lu Fan randomly chose one of the ten mission worlds, and left in a hurry, never heard from again.
Lou Ying completed two more worlds like a sleepwalker, letting his mechanized thinking invade his head bit by bit.
He forgot what it felt like to be a human, until he met Chi Xiaochi again, and felt shocked, disturbed, and dumbfounded.
Then came the wonder, the praise, the admiration.
Then, soft-hearted, jealous, and heart-pounding.
Chi Xiaochi added color to the gradually blank Lou Ying.
And Lou Ying wanted to be a human again for Chi Xiaochi.
And the person who moved his heart is now sitting on his right hand, wearing light cotton pajamas, with one leg crossed and the other stretched out, stepping on the iron guardrail on the rooftop less than five centimeters high in front of Lou Ying .
The gesture of Ruo Ruowu protecting him made Lou Ying's heart beat fiercely.
Chi Xiaochi held the disk up in front of him, glanced at it, and put it back in his pocket.
Lou Ying asked, "Do you have any clues?"
Chi Xiaochi raised his eyebrows: "Ask me?"
Lou Ying was embarrassed and coughed dryly: "The 32-bit password... is quite long."
Chi Xiaochi looked at him: "How did you come up with such a long password in the first place?"
Lou Ying: "Consider... safety."
is very safe.
Safe to two people holding the disk, nothing can be done.
Here is the evidence that the Lord God violated the entropy transmission line in the host body, and it can be proved that this is a premeditated and long-term violation, and it is definitely not explained by a momentary mistake.
But the problem is that they can't open the evidence themselves.
Chi Xiaochi traced the shape of the disk in his pocket with his fingertips: "Think about it, if you were to encrypt an important disk, what would you most likely use as the password?"
Lou Ying pondered: "The initials and birthday are too simple. I won't choose this, it's too unsafe."
Chi Xiaochi tried to inspire him: "What about the last names or first names of the first eight hosts?"
Lou Ying shook his head: "After I was formatted, I specially went to check their relevant information. All their names have long been over 32 letters together. If it's 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."
At this point, the analysis has reached a deadlock again.
Lou Ying said: "I left some messages on the outside of the disk to remind me..."
Having said that, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and stopped in time to shut up.
Chi Xiaochi looked up and asked him, "What message?"
Lou Ying looked ahead: "...nothing."
Chi Xiaochi narrowed his eyes slightly: "What information is it related to?"
Thinking of how he had been worried about gains and losses in the past, Lou Ying turned his head away, his face flushed: "Some irrelevant tips... just."
"Prompt?" Chi Xiaochi chased his eyes, "Let me see, what is the prompt. Wouldn't it be faster for two people to think together?"
Lou Ying insisted on denying: "I didn't find anything special."
Chi Xiaochi faintly got a clue: "It won't be me..."
Lou Ying immediately snorted: "...a headache."
Chi Xiaochi immediately stopped all thoughts, crouched behind Lou Ying and rubbed his head lightly.
Lou Ying smiled wryly at his childishness.
He was not fully prepared to suddenly show all his past misses and loves to another person without reservation.
Although from the efficiency of cracking the disk, it is necessary.
Lou Ying closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and debugged himself.
While massaging Lou Ying's temples, Chi Xiaochi confirmed to Lou Ying again: "Your boss won't hear what we're saying?"
"The Lord God does not have the authority to unconditionally enslave the system. Even if it wants to monitor us, it will definitely leave traces of access." Lou Ying turned his face to the side and looked into Chi Xiaochi's eyes, "I have turned on the full access to data from this afternoon. Scan mode is on, ready to disperse abnormal data at any time, it will not be boring at this time."
Chi Xiaochi: "Will it spy on us often?"
Lou Ying thought about it for a while, but still told the truth: "Yesterday, it watched us online 28 times, for a total of three hours. It may be busy today, and it only came three times in the morning."
Chi Xiaochi approached Lou Ying's face and scolded with a smile, "Damn it."
Lou Ying was helpless: "It can't hear now."
Chi Xiaochi: "Record this sentence. When it comes, play it on a loop."
Lou Ying looked at his close and vivid face, couldn't help laughing, and looked at him intently: "Then look at me, say it again, I'll record it."
Chi Xiaochi cleared his throat, adjusted his emotions to the fullest state, came to Lou Ying's front, and said in a cadence: "Damn pervert."
Before he finished speaking, Lou Ying changed his squatting position, kissed Chi Xiaochi's left cheek, and said softly, "Well. Sorry."
Chi Xiaochi was stunned for a while, and the tips of his ears rose a little bit: "You are being scolded for taking out loans."
Lou Ying laughed at the metaphor he was always full of whimsy: "Yes, you have to get a good loan before you can do the next thing."
Chi Xiaochi was a little nervous: "... what?"
"What you see next... may be a little embarrassing." Lou Ying stopped and took two breaths to allow himself to continue speaking in a calm state, "But I think you should still know... about me on the disk encrypted message."
He got closer to Chi Xiaochi, and lightly touched his lips with his fingertips, asking for his opinion: "I… can I?"
Chi Xiaochi probably understood his intention, and laughed, trying to make himself look less naive, but his throat couldn't help but screech down: "Is all your information transmitted through the USB interface?"
"No." Lou Ying replied sincerely, "Information can be directly transmitted to your brain."
"Then why..."
"Because... If that's the case, I'm worried that after a while, I won't dare to look into your eyes." Mr. Lou Ying blushed again seriously, "So, is it alright?"
Chi Xiaochi pursed his lips and thought for a long time.
Lou Ying kept looking at him until the person opposite closed his eyes and acquiesced to his invitation.
Lou Ying silently reviewed the kissing guide he downloaded before.
When the lips touched Chi Xiaochi's lips lightly, the other party gave a soft "hmm" and obviously stepped back a few centimeters, instinctively showing a trace of fear for the kiss in this sober state where the other party has the full initiative.
But he needs to take this step sooner or later, and so does Lou Ying.
After recapturing those lips, Lou Ying never let go again.
Lou Ying raised the finger of his right hand, pressed it on Chi Xiaochi's temple, and cherished and told Chi Xiaochi all the exciting things and impulsive and stupid things he had done in those years, in short, those things that were not like Lou Ying. .
He was not afraid that Chi Xiaochi would use these things to make fun of him in the future.
He even sincerely hoped that Chi Xiaochi would be able to grasp more of his handles and shortcomings, and make him believe that from the very beginning, he had to be with him, so as to comfort his heart that had been alone for a long time in the cold and windy night.
Lou Ying likes to go to Chi Xiaochi, a little bit earlier than Chi Xiaochi likes to go to Lou Ying.
As for how he brought Chi Xiaochi back to the house downstairs that night, Lou Ying doesn't remember anymore, but only remembers that it was a long and good night.
The two of them didn't do anything, just lay side by side, sleeping in the same bed, without even a single dream.
The person in the dream is already there.
In contrast, Zhu Shoucheng, who did not dare to sleep all night, fell asleep at seven or eight in the morning. His dreams were also messy. No way to wake up.
When he woke up, he was sticky and sweaty again.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the voice that woke him up from the dream suddenly rang again.
dong dong dong, dong dong dong.
Zhu Shoucheng stepped on his slippers dazedly and frowned, "Who?"
No one responded, just knocked on the door.
"Who?"
Zhu Shoucheng was so flustered that he raised his voice to ask.
There was still no answer from the door.
Zhu Shoucheng raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall, suddenly confused.
... how come it's already three o'clock in the afternoon
Well, outside the door is...
Yesterday's weird dream sank in his stomach like a stone, and the knock on the door awakened his extremely bad memories, causing the feeling of sinking to churn again.
But he had to open the door again.
Zhu Shoucheng walked to the door with heavy steps. For the first time, he felt that pressing the door handle and welcoming a child was such a disgusting and sad thing.
"teacher Zhu."
Outside the door is Chi Xiaochi with a pretentious and impure face. He is holding a stack of tutoring materials, and his face is thirsty for knowledge: "Why did it take you so long to open the door? I want to come to tutoring."