The gift box is pure black, without the ribbon embellishment, it looks much deeper and more mysterious.
Song Pianjiao remembered that Nie Lingbo said that he would open this gift with her, and she glanced at the person beside the pillow who was still asleep.
So... is it together
She was in a dilemma, but Nie Lingbo woke up by herself.
Nie Lingbo's red-brown curly hair was scattered on the dark gray goose down pillow, and fell on the white shoulders and neck, the eyelashes were still half-fallen, and the sleepiness had not dissipated, and a lazy smile appeared on his face:
"I thought there was going to be a good morning kiss - guess what I dreamed about?"
"I can not guess it."
Nie Lingbo stretched out his hand and tugged at the end of her hair:
"I dreamed that a kitten was lying on my pillow and swept the kitten's tail across my face, and I woke up."
Fluffy and fluffy.
It was only then that Song Piantao understood what she was talking about. It was estimated that when she was not paying attention, her hair that was not tied up fell onto Nie Lingbo's face.
But Song Piantao didn't think she looked like a cat, she glanced at Nie Lingbo, whose bones were numb.
I don't know who is more like a cat.
She didn't care about the kitten, and instead motioned for Nie Lingbo to look at the black gift box on her lap.
"When you woke up, I opened it?"
Nie Lingbo said "No".
"See if you like it or not."
Nie Lingbo had given Song Piantao several small gifts or surprises, all of which were in Song Piantao's mind. It should be said that as long as Nie Lingbo is attentive, Song Piangao will gladly accept it.
And Nie Lingbo also seemed to understand Song Piangan's preferences very well. Every time Song Pianjiao received it, he really liked it very much.
Song Piantao opened the gift box and said with a smile:
"I don't like what you gave me..."
She fixed her eyes on the things in the gift box, and even forgot to say the second half of the sentence.
Nie Lingbo sat up and hugged the quilt in front of her chest to block the spring light. She leaned against Song Pian's back, and she was not surprised by Song Pian's surprised reaction.
"I didn't expect it to be this kind of gift, right? I saw it at the old man's place. I thought it closed my eyes, so I asked for it."
Song Piantao was slightly absent-minded and reached out to touch it.
"How did you think of giving it to me?"
Nie Lingbo's chin rested on Song Pian's mellow and clean shoulders. After thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows and said:
"intuition."
Song Piantao finally took her gift in her hand and picked it up.
This is an ordinary dagger, the blade is sharp and sharp, reflecting the sharp light, and the tip of the sword is condensed into a cold light, which is heart-wrenching.
Only on the dagger... Song Piantao stretched out his hand and stroked those two words—
Qinglu
Song Piantao remembered the butterfly brooch from before.
She held the dagger in her hand and felt the texture of the dagger.
If you look more closely, you can still find a white mark the size of a fingernail on the dagger. It was the mark made by the assassin's small arrow on the dagger in Jinming Pool that year during the festival.
Exactly the same.
"Thank you, I like it very much."
It's a clue to the truth, just like the butterfly brooch that reappears.
Song Pian looked at Nie Lingbo inquiringly.
Is this another reminder from Qinglu to himself
Putting away the dagger properly, Song Piantao and Nie Lingbo packed up and went downstairs for breakfast.
A sumptuous breakfast was already set on the dining table. When Song Pian and Nie Lingbo came down, everyone at the dinner table turned to look at them.
Song Piantao helped Nie Lingbo open the chair with a calm expression, then sat down by herself, saying:
"It was too late last night. My cousin slept directly in my room."
Liu Ying sighed and said, "No wonder the housekeeper told me early in the morning that no one in the guest room had moved. I thought you, Ling Bo, left overnight last night."
Nie Lingbo handed Song Piangan's favorite beef vermicelli packet to her, and replied to Liu Ying's words:
"Let you worry about Aunt Liu. I knew I shouldn't be lazy and go back to the guest room to sleep."
The younger generation has a good attitude, how could Liu Ying be unhappy about this trivial matter, and said with a smile:
"What does it matter? Aunt Liu will treat it as her own home, not to mention that you are still sisters."
Even Song Sen said, "We don't need to see outsiders."
The adults at the dinner table were in harmony.
Song Fei was a little out of spirit, and sullenly pulled the preserved egg and lean meat porridge with a spoon.
She kept her ears open until late at night, but she didn't hear a sound of the door opening, and she didn't know how she fell asleep in the end.
Knowing that Nie Lingbo didn't come out last night at this time, Song Fei felt sore and secretly asked Xiangsixi:
"Have you ever slept in a bed with my sister?"
"What's your sister, that's my sister." Xiangsixi first refuted this, and then guessed in disappointment, "Maybe I had it when I was a child."
From the time of Xiangsixi's memory, it must be gone. Song Fei turned around and wanted to understand, and then looked at Nie Lingbo who was sitting side by side with her sister, and the sour water in her heart was gurgling.
Why is Xiangsixi, who has lived with her sister for more than ten years, and such a lovely self, who can't sleep with her sister in the same bed
At this time, Song Fei was still very simple. She didn't think so deeply. She only thought that she had guarded the "sister" of Xiangsixi, but why didn't she guard the "sister" of Nie Lingbo.
Damn, careless.
Song Fei bit the spoon for a while, then stood up and gave Song Piantao a bowl of her favorite red bean porridge:
"Sister, here it is."
Xiangsixi glanced at it, followed by, put a fried bun in a small plate and handed it over:
"Sister, today's fried buns are delicious."
The two little girls were very docile and quiet. They handed over the food, but they also cared about all aspects of their sister's body and sleep. It was like two intimate little padded jackets. Liu Ying looked at them and nodded.
On the contrary, Nie Lingbo noticed a subtle atmosphere. Usually these two little girls are good people, and they always treat her and Piangan the same. Why are they treated differently today
Nie Lingbo was as careful as hair, but he didn't mean to ask questions about this trivial matter. As a girl of fifteen or sixteen, her mind was always changing.
But Song Piantao, knowingly or unintentionally, accepted the feeding of the two younger sisters, and turned to push the little fried dough sticks and shaomai that had not been touched in front of him to Nie Lingbo.
"I can't finish eating."
Liu Ying took a look: "That can't make your cousin..."
"It's okay, Auntie Liu." Nie Lingbo's hand under the table hooked Song Piantao lightly, and said with a three-point doting on his face, "I treat Pianpao as a younger sister, and my uncle said just now that you don't need to see outsiders."
"Can… "
Nie Lingbo is the daughter of the Nie family who was raised by thousands of pets
Liu Ying had to say more, but Nie Lingbo over there was already eating it with relish. With that look, the child next door would cry when he saw it—
Song Fei and Xiangsixi watched eagerly, and were about to cry.
Song Fei: Fuck, I want to eat my sister's breakfast too
Xiangsixi: You can give me the little fried dough sticks that my sister doesn’t want, I can
The two of them were watching Nie Lingbo eating small fried dough sticks with admiration, when they suddenly heard their sister say:
"I received so many gifts from your sister Lingbo yesterday, and you two haven't said thank you yet."
Song Fei and Xiangsixi stopped their chopsticks hesitantly.
Before they could speak, Nie Lingbo swallowed the food and said slowly:
"Give something to my little cousin, thank you."
He added: "I will continue to send it in the future, so I will thank you every time, no need."
This is too sweet to say, but the more considerate Nie Lingbo is to children, it seems that his own children do not understand etiquette. This time, Song Pian does not need to speak, Song Sen said:
"How can you not say anything? At least this time, I will thank you for everything in the future."
The head of the family spoke, and Song Fei and Xiangsixi thanked them in a daze before they could figure out the way inside.
In fact, it's not that they don't know what to do, they have received so many gifts from their cousin, and it's so right to say thank you.
You can ask your sisters to say thank you to cousin Lingbo... How do you think... my sister is venting her anger on sister Lingbo
When the two of them got to the school and told Nie Xingzhou about this, Nie Xingzhou's eyes widened and he dared not believe:
"What—my aunt bought you so many good things? Are you my aunt's illegitimate daughter???"
Song Fei patted her forehead impolitely:
"What is Hu Lielie? If you want to be equal to us, don't even think about it, eldest niece."
Nie Xingzhou became the eldest niece according to her seniority. She was angry and aggrieved. She never let them mention it.
Song Fei deliberately hid behind Xiangsixi, but Nie Xingzhou bumped into Xiangsixi and threw himself in his arms.
"Okay, don't make trouble, let's get down to business."
"What are you talking about?"
Nie Xingzhou whispered in his heart, these two good friends who usually have excellent academic performance and who are naive to criticize the first sister, lie on the shoulder of Xiangsixi and move his head and say:
"What's wrong with Mr. Song and my aunt sleeping together, not to mention sisters, it's normal for good friends to sleep together."
Xiangsixi was not convinced: "My sister has never slept with me."
"They are the same age, what can they say at the tea party before bed? Is there anything else you can't do?"
Song Fei thought about it, fuck, she was persuaded.
When Xiangsixi heard it, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.
"As for what you said, Teacher Xiao Song pressed her head and you apologized to my aunt to vent her anger. My aunt is not so naive and will care about the two of you."
Is that so
The two sisters were suspicious.
In the end, Nie Xingzhou asked curiously, "Even if all this is true, what can you do to my aunt? I'm looking forward to it."
"… "
"… "
The two middle school senior sisters shed poor, weak and helpless tears.
"How did you educate the children today?"
On the way to Xi Zihua, Nie Lingbo asked briskly, even the driver could tell that Miss Nie was in a particularly good mood today.
Song Piantao lowered her head and flipped through the documents, and replied, "Teach them a truth."
"what?"
Song Pian glanced at her and sighed:
"Take people softly."
Nie Lingbo laughed sullenly.
Yeah, take it easy.
Sooner or later, even my sister will compensate herself.
Nie Lingbo didn't have a schedule in the morning, so he accompany Song Pian to sign the contract, meet Xi Zihua, and then go to his company in the afternoon.
The specific regulations for this matter have been drawn up, and both sides have sent people in charge. Song Piangan's presence in person is more like a symbol of the Song family's importance to this project.
Just like Xi Zihua did not expect that Nie Lingbo would accompany Song Pian, Song Pian did not expect that she would see Xia Lei here.
The matter between Xi Zihua and Xia Lei has been finalized, and the two maintain a standard marriage relationship, because Xi Zihua has plunged into her career, and Xia Lei does not even have a target to catch the rape, just waiting for Xi Zihua to finish her busy time. The two held the wedding and added a safety lock for the cooperation between the Xi Xia and the two families.
But as we all know, apart from catching the mistress and going to my sister to reimburse the bill, it is impossible for everyone to see Miss Xia Er in the office.
Song Piangao glanced at Xia Lei more and heard Nie Lingbo ask Xi Zihua:
"What is Xia Lei doing?"
Xi Zihua was checking the contracts one by one, and said without looking up:
"Oh, get in touch with your feelings, come here recently."
"Xia Zhang asked her to come?"
Xi Zihua took a slow shot and said, "Ah, I didn't pay attention, it should be."
Nie Lingbo laughed and said, "You really don't care about Xia Lei at all."
"No." Xi Zihua raised his head and clarified solemnly, "I have already made a supplementary card for my black card and sent it to Xia's house."
Send... Song Pian looked up at Xi Zihua in disbelief, and Xi Zihua's assistant next to him also showed an indescribable expression.
Why, Mr. Dignified Xiao Xi, can't find anyone to help with errands
Is this too obvious
Xia Lei came back with coffee, except for her mink and long manicure, she looked like a virtuous little daughter-in-law, little daughter-in-law Xia Lei said:
"I was so happy when I unpacked the courier."
Xia Lei's tone was full of surprise and longing. It was Miss Xia Er's happiness when she received the second black card in her life, which is difficult for others to understand.
As for whether it was express delivery or in person, she didn't pay attention at all, it was a card and it was done.
Of course, if Xi Zihua came in person... that would be really different.
Xia Lei held a coffee cup and looked at Xi Zihua, who was serious about her career.
Soon after signing this contract, it will be their wedding date. When they get married, Xi Zihua estimates that she will still be with her career, and Xia Lei, in this marriage, can only get the money she can't spend. One is not good, the two places are separated, and you may end up alone...
Thinking of the possibility of a bad married life, looking at Xi Zihua's graceful and slender figure, Xia Lei's tears flowed from the corners of her mouth unsatisfactorily.
At the moment when the signing ceremony officially came to an end, 01's indifferent voice sounded in Song Piangan's mind:
"The progress of the task has reached 96%. After the evaluation of the Quick Pass game, the world has reached a stable state, and the efficiency mode can be turned on."
"Is it on?"
Song Piantao ignored her.
After having a simple dinner with Xizi Huaxialei, calling her parents and two younger sisters, and taking Nie Lingbo to the company's car, Song Pian stood on the street where people came and responded to 01.
"You can transfer people and let me quit the small world directly, right?"
01 answered quickly: "Yes, if you need it."
Song Piantao stood at the crossroads where people came and went.
The three-ball plane tree on the top of the head has gone through the cold winter and has not yet sprouted. The trunk of the tree is gorgeously gray and white, like the rendering of different shades of ink. They split neatly along both sides of the road, the branches stretched out, and the gray-black branches divided the blue sky.
Under the sturdy plane trees, girls in pale yellow and tender pink skirts crossed the road hand in hand, laughing to buy the red candied haws from the street shops.
Song Pian said: "Well, just quit."
To the rest of the world, her usual move was a silent goodbye.
As for Qinglu, because we will meet soon, there is no need to say goodbye.
She never forgot the Qinglu who stood in the snowy night and watched her leave.
- Farewell will make her sad, so Song Piantao decided to skip this step and save the next meeting until the new one.
"However, wait for me to go back."
When Song Pianjiao came home, everyone went out for something, Song Pianjiao didn't need to say goodbye again.
She went back to her room and took the butterfly brooch and dagger on the bedside table into her hands.
01 had already guessed that, seeing her like this, he didn't stop her, and directly sent her back to the field of Quick Pass.
After the white light disappeared from his eyes, Song Piangan—or rather, Jian Yixin blinked, ignoring the surroundings, and clenched his hands first.
Butterfly brooches and daggers are present.
They were all brought into the Quick Pass game.
09 is waiting for her next to her: "Host, you are back, congratulations on the success of the mission."
Jian Yixin responded and walked quickly to the locker to find the jewelry box in which she put the butterfly brooch.
The jewelry box is easy to find, but when you open it, the brooch that was originally inside has disappeared.
Jian Yixin exhaled slowly.
The staff dormitory in the Kuaichuan area is very private, and no one except Jian Yixin can come in.
If it wasn't for the chaos of the system, then this would prove that the brooch that Nie Lingbo gave him was originally in this jewelry box, not a string of data that could be copied countless times.
Jian Yixin stood quietly for a while, and put the brooch back in the jewelry box, together with the dagger. This time, she did not put it in the cabinet, but put it on the bookshelf together.
09 Seeing that the host seemed to be in a good mood, he stepped forward to report:
"Host, your world completion is S-rank, congratulations to the host."
Jian Yixin nodded lightly, without any joy, she was even thinking, whether it was S-level or the lowest D-level, what does it matter to herself
She didn't feel any psychological satisfaction brought by ratings, or substantial material rewards—whether it was a quick game or a small world, she never had to worry about food and clothing.
09 looked at her expression, hugged the big pencil tightly and said:
"There is also good news. Since your three small worlds are all S-level, according to the regulations, I have upgraded to a second-level system and opened up some new functions. Now I will send you how to use it."
Only then did Jian Yixin say, "Okay, I'll see."
This is the permission granted to her "in due time" by the Kuaichuan Bureau, and of course she will take a closer look.
in addition.
"When will 01 come to see me?"
"Dear miss, good afternoon." The rigorous and indifferent female said.
Inside the silver-white cabin, Qinglu slowly woke up.
"The Modern World project has officially ended. Please rate and evaluate the project experience. If you have any questions, No. 01 will serve you wholeheartedly."
Qinglu never spoke.
She lowered her eyelashes, thoughtfully.
She already knew why the world ended.
Not to mention, "Song Piangan" gave her enough comfort before leaving. Looking back on it now, Qinglu still thinks that it happened last night, and she really can't be angry with her.
This world is separated, see you in the next world.
but-
Thinking of the two extremely familiar items that appeared in this world, Qing Lu clicked his tongue and glanced at the void in front of him calmly.
She doesn't know where 01 is. In fact, she has not seen the real body of 01.
She is a customer of Kuaichuan Bureau, and she was very satisfied with 01's service attitude before. But in recent times, with the appearance of "Song Pian", some small actions of Kuaichuan have made Qinglu start to think, whether he is a guest who is too good to talk.
Qing Lu hooked his lips and said lazily:
"I heard that in some projects, I will get the highest authority."
01 Quietly:
"Yes."
"But you must be reminded that if you choose such a project, the tasker will team up with you, and her task will be more difficult."
Qinglu smiled, this smile unexpectedly had a sassy youthful spirit, she was confident and her eyes lit up:
"I trust her."
I believe she can do it.
Unfounded, rooted in the trust of the soul.
Jian Yixin was waiting for 01's neutral position and browsed the new features of 09.
She is not interested in the other miscellaneous, and she can't see any practical effect, only one -
"Inquire?"
"Yes, the host, this query function was developed by the Kuaichuan Bureau's data department and can be used to collect things from different small worlds." 09 introduced seriously, "It is similar to a general search engine, which can be used in thousands of small worlds. search."
09 shrugged: "However, the version installed on the system side is very tasteless. It takes a lot of time to check something and cannot be used in an emergency, so generally no one uses it."
Jian Yixin paused for a while and said, "The data department, then... can I inquire about the small world where the mission officer has been?"
"Yes, yes, but it's not necessary. These are all available on all sides of the system—" 09 realized that halfway through speaking, his host had lost his memory, and he and the host were still married halfway through. This query might really make a difference.
09 turned and nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes, do you want to check it, host? I will help you enter it now, and there will be results in a while."
Jian Yixin nodded.
She quietly watched 09 adjust the parameters, entered her name, and did not ask 09 why she had never mentioned the existence of the data department to herself before.
Even the fast crossing is extremely treacherous. There is really nothing to investigate the authenticity of this data department.
She wanted to know more about what the outcome would be.
What the other party wants her to get.
As soon as this is done, 01 is here.
01 is not like 09, it will appear as a real body, but 09 seems to recognize each other when he hears the sound, the pink petals on the pencil head are piled up, and they fall to the ground when they can't pile up. After a while, 09's calf is like Taller.
Jian Yixin had to let 09 go out to calm down and leave her to talk to 01 alone.
01 didn't have any special reaction to 09. Compared with 09, she was more like a cold and ruthless humanoid machine.
But Jian Yixin doesn't care about the love between the systems. She only has one thing to do with 01:
"You said you would reply to me when you get here."
Is Qinglu a new human
In other words, do new humans really have no real feelings like humans
01's voice was cold, but he said respectfully and politely:
"I think what you're really asking is whether the 'New Humanity' really exists."
Jian Yixin's eyes narrowed, and after a while, she smiled slowly:
"So, do new humans exist?"
"Whether it exists or not, you will know in the future."
Without waiting for Jian Yixin to ask again, 01 took the initiative to say:
"But, congratulations on getting the right answer—"
"Qinglu is not a new human being."
01 did not give Jane Yixin any more information.
The date for Jian Yixin and Qinglu to set off again is coming soon.
But unlike before, before entering the world, 09 transmitted the data to Jian Yixin.
"This world is more dangerous." 09 said nervously, "Even the high-force world of intervening can't be fully controlled by the quick pass. We may be in danger as soon as we land, and we don't have time to slowly read the information."
"Therefore, for the safety of the host's life, the Quick Pass Bureau agrees that we read the information before entering."
"The world of high force value?"
Jian Yixin raised her eyebrows, almost thinking that Kuai Chuan was going to use Xiaojie to get rid of herself. After hearing that the world was chosen by Qinglu, she was relieved.
Here, the only one she trusted was Qinglu.
09 said it very seriously, Jian Yixin didn't dare to care about it, and read the information carefully. 09 was very relieved to see that she was paying attention, but seeing that the host was about to memorize the information, she felt that she paid too much attention.
"It's probably good to know." 09 urged eagerly, "It's time to enter the small world, host, let's go."
"Um."
Jian Yixin responded, stood up, and walked into the white light circle drawn by 09.
In the data just now, this world of high force value is the world of self-cultivation—
And she has roughly guessed Qinglu's identity based on her experience in the previous worlds and her own identity in this world.
If Jian Yixin guessed correctly, in this world, Qinglu should be called "Yu Yi".
Guessing is a good guess, but the trouble is...
Lingyunzong, Daiyuan Peak.
Snow covers the mountains, thousands of miles are chilling, and there is a vast expanse between heaven and earth.
Birds and beasts have disappeared, only the foot of the mountain, and some green trees covered with thick snow are scattered here and there, which is pitiful.
In the cave on the top of the mountain, Yu Yi slowly opened his eyes.
It was as warm as spring in the cave, but she was covered in cold blood and icy bones.
Yu Yi sat on the bed, motionless.
Her face is extremely delicate, and she is still an immature girl, and she is a rare beauty in the cultivation world of fairies everywhere.
For this reason, when a girl who is as delicate as a puppet has no expression on her face and her eyes are cloudy, it will make people feel cold all over the body and shy away.
Fortunately, after such a short time, Yu Yi raised her eyes and cast her gaze to a soft couch under the window lattice.
She hadn't seen her in years.
Yu Yi got out of bed and walked over slowly, the closer you got, the clearer you could see.
This is her surrogate puppet.
The puppet was dressed in a golden red robe. This robe was made from the Buddha's armor of the Three Realms. It was not stained with dust. Ordinary magic tools, let alone hurting it, would be reduced to scrap metal if it were close enough.
The nose, lips, eyebrows, and eyes are all meticulously carved with the soul stone dipped in the golden phoenix milk, which is absolutely gorgeous.
The lips are painted with Tianyuan sand into a soul-inducing red, and a slight smile can disturb the mind of a low-level immortal cultivator.
Yu Yi still remembered that the puppet's eyes were embedded in Ling Yunzong's only two aurora beads, and even if Da Meng saw her beautiful eyes, he would inevitably be fascinated.
Exhausting countless treasures from heaven and earth, this is the only puppet in the world, and it can stand up for its master. Who doesn't want it in the world of immortals
Yu Yi also thought about it back then.
But after the puppet was activated, she was the first to kill.
Her fingers followed the puppet's face, and her fingertips slowly outlined her lips and nose.
Where to start, tear her apart