What does it feel like to be a god
This strange idea suddenly came to Ren Suo's mind, thinking that next time he summoned Ren Han out, or if he met Ren Han in the tavern, he must ask him carefully.
Because Ren Suo now suspects that he is having a spiritual relationship.
When merging with Sony before, Ren Suo didn't feel anything special. He wiped out Sony almost instantly, and got all of Sony's memory programs, thinking programs, and body programs very smoothly, just like water melting into water.
If Fusion Sony is to remove Sony's solid-state hard drive and install it on yourself, then Fusion Sister is to slowly copy the program data from the sister's hard disk, and then transfer it to your heart.
This transmission process made Ren Suo feel very subtle, giving him the joy of wandering in the ocean of memory and emotions, and the peace of mind of being close to the stove to keep warm.
If he had to say it, he felt that he was unilaterally befriended by his sister, or he was unilaterally befriended by his sister
If it is divine friendship, who is active and who is passive
Because my sister shouldn't feel anything now. After all, Ren Suo didn't copy his information to her, so Ren Suo is the active party
But Ren Suo didn't make any effective output to his younger sister, but instead accepted all the output from his younger sister, so the younger sister is the active party
Ren Suo felt very confused, so he planned to ask Ren Han about the definition of divine friendship in the future, otherwise he would always feel weird.
It's not that he feels unable to face his sister. After all, he is trying to survive now, and Ma Xingtian is in a hurry, and his sister should feel nothing. Only Ren Suo feels very happy unilaterally, and his sister has no actual loss.
If I have to say it, it feels like Ren Suo is watching his sister wearing a beautiful little skirt, pure white stockings, duck sitting on the sofa, tied with a dangling ponytail, and using her small hands—
Get through the boss who broke the precepts that Ren Suo couldn't beat.
Although this process has nothing to do with Ren Suo, he just watched his sister play games, but Ren Suo would also feel very happy.
If it is proved that this is really a god-friend, then Ren Suo must say "thank you for the hospitality" to his sister, and then he will have another memory to laugh at her: "Haha, the first god-friend you have in your life is also the only one who has a god-friend with you People, I am Ren Suoda!"
Ren Suo laughed at her like this just now: "Haha, the first man in your life who washes your underwear for you is your brother!" It can be said that killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, brother and sister are ashamed at the same time.
But isn't that what brothers and sisters are like? Grasp all the black history of each other, dislike each other and help each other on weekdays, because they are too close, they can witness all the changes of each other, each other's indelible traces are engraved in each other's years, and even the black history has become a piece worth remembering.
It seems that the transmission volume has reached a certain level, and Ren Suo has already loaded a small part of Ren Xingmei's soul memory program, and it has already started running.
What flickers past are grotesque fragments, as well as hazy happiness and curiosity.
It is Ren Xingmei's childhood memories.
Ren Suo has blocked his own thinking and memory now, otherwise he would confuse his own memory and his sister's memory. If he doesn't block himself, Ren Suo feels that there is a high probability that he will have gender ambiguity, and even want to wear women's clothing, or want to try sanitary napkins if they really make people feel like flying as advertised.
In fact, this is still a trivial matter. What Ren Suo is really afraid of is that his mind will be jammed by too many memories, so that he may have a nervous breakdown or even go crazy.
Even if Ren Xingmei is a few years younger than him, Ren Suo doesn't think that he can accommodate his sister's sensitive and intelligent inner world after wasting many years of life—Ren Suo has always been proud of his sister, she is smarter than himself, and treats others better than himself , Even playing games can bring yourself higher points.
So there are too few things that can make fun of her. In order to maintain the majesty of his elder brother, Ren Suo naturally has a little more knowledge of his sister's black history. Although the method is a bit dirty and the purpose is a bit despicable, but Ren Suo just wants to have a perfect counter-kill next time his sister laughs at him, killing her without leaving any armor.
Doesn't Ren Suo even have the qualifications to have such a small happiness? If he keeps using the fact that he washed his sister's underwear when he was in elementary school as an attack, it will lose its effect one day...
With a beautiful longing to collect material, Ren Suo bathed in Ren Xingmei's past, and quickly passed her life from her main perspective.
Memories and moods of infancy are few and far between, and even memories are fragmented and incomplete, just scattered bits of curiosity, comfort, and the discomfort of sticking a rake under your ass.
In the dimness, Ren Suo saw two figures. He knew that they were his parents, but the picture was so blurry that Ren Suo couldn't see the details at all. He only remembered the warmth and happiness in their arms, and his babbling. When it came out, "拉扎" and "Well".
Followed by broken memories, strange lights, and... severe pain.
The picture in the memory fell into chaos, and an unspeakable sadness hit my heart, making people cry uncontrollably.
After an unknown period of time, the picture began to become clear. Ren Suo found that he was lying on the warm crib again, sucking his little finger in his mouth, and there was a tiger-headed little boy looking at him beside the crib.
He ran out and back, broke off 'his' fingers, stuffed his fingers into 'his' mouth, and said, "Try this! It's delicious!"
'Myself' licked it, feeling a little salty, smashed it, smashed it, and waved his little arm twice.
"It's delicious, the powder I scraped from the Xianbei." The little boy said with a grin, "Huh? Do you still want to eat it? But it's gone... ah, let's try that!"
The little boy ran out again, and stuffed a finger covered in red oil into the mouth of 'I', and 'I' felt his mouth explode in an instant, and cried out with a cry, the little boy was so scared that he was at a loss: "Old godmother, don't you?" Is it delicious? I usually use it to make a living?... "
Hearing the cry of 'myself', a young and beautiful young woman in an apron came in immediately.
She looked at the little boy and sighed, and skillfully picked up the feather duster: "You know the rules for bullying my sister and hitting you 10 times, right? You obediently take off your pants, and I will save you two hits."
"No, I didn't bully my sister. She was moved to the point of crying now. You see, the people in the God of Cookery also cried when they ate the meal of ecstasy—"
"What did you feed your sister?"
"Senbei powder, and old godmother!"
"Feed my sister chili, the crime will be added. If you take off your pants now, I can only hit you 8 times."
"Wow, it stinks, my sister pulled the rake!" The little boy suddenly yelled, and the young woman came over to see how 'myself' was doing. The little boy immediately seized this opportunity and turned into an afterimage trying to escape, but the young woman who was watching all directions and hearing everything grabbed her by the collar of her clothes.
"How dare you lie!"
"No, I don't, I just care about my sister's metabolism—"
"Oh, you did a good job in Chinese class. You care so much about my sister. If my sister is messing around in the future, you will solve it."
"You wait, when I get the Tiga Transformer, I will..."
"I won't give you pocket money, I'll see what you can buy the Dijia Transformer with."
Seeing the little boy being beaten up by the young woman, 'I' stood up and leaned against the crib, laughed and even clapped my hands happily. After a while, the little boy yelled: "It's eight strokes! You don't mean anything!"
"Your sister is cheering. It's for your own good to hit you a few more times."
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"Come on, this is how it's played."
The little boy took out a small white bag the size of a finger from the box, slammed it on the ground, and it exploded with a bang, scaring himself to hide behind the little boy.
"Well, that's it, just throw the sand cannon on the ground." The little boy handed the box to 'myself', and then he took out several torpedoes the size of steamed buns, and also took out a lighter: "You play sand cannon, I'm going to fry the pond!"
'Myself' let out an ignorant oh, and soon finished throwing a box of sand cannons, followed the little boy and watched him ignite the fuse of the small torpedo, threw it into a smelly ditch in the community, and then hid in the shelter Behind, waiting for the stinky ditch to be blown out of high water.
Once when 'I' was dodging, I bumped into a little fat man, the little fat man pushed 'I' to the ground, took out a sand cannon and threw it next to 'I', 'I' was so frightened that I was about to cry, but the little fat man He laughed loudly, "Hurry up and go home, I hate little girls the most, they can only cry and can't play, they are not interesting at all!"
Suddenly, the sound of crackling fireworks sounded behind the little fat man, and then the little fat man ran away with a whimper. I saw the little boy holding a bunch of sparkling fireworks, chasing and killing the little fat man, like a dragon slaying warrior holding a sword.
The little fat man screamed at being burned by him, ran over and said sorry to 'myself', and then went back to complain to his parents. Although the little boy was also beaten by his mother in the back, he didn't care, and said to "myself" that he should light three fireworks, one with his mouth, two with his hands, and a big move' Three Thousand Worlds' words, it would definitely kill the little fat man in an instant...
'Myself' nodded repeatedly, and happily hugged him to sleep together.
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"Take a look, what is this!"
In the hospital, a boy in a school uniform took out a beautiful machine with a white shell that looked like a work of art. 'Myself' blinked: "Game console?"
"That's right, it's the game console PSP!" The boy giggled and said, "There are many games with good graphics and fun!"
'Myself' said, "Will you play for me?"
"Of course not, you watch me play." The boy said firmly: "I begged my mother for a long time before I got it!"
"Oh..." 'Myself' pouted, and continued to read the picture book.
"This way I won't be bored when I'm with you in the hospital," the boy said while playing, "The games here are really fun. As long as I can play PSP, I will definitely be able to accompany you in the hospital until you are discharged."
'Myself' thought about it, hummed, and moved his head closer to watch the boys play games.
After watching for a while, 'I' couldn't help but said: "When it raises its claws, you have to hide immediately, otherwise you won't have time to dodge."
"Don't strike a third time, or you'll be caught for sure."
"Quick, go sharpen the knife, or you won't be able to cut it."
Seeing his character being beaten to death three times and the mission completely failing, the boy looked at 'himself' depressingly: "Say so much, you can do what you want."
"let me try."
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Walking into the boy's room, he found the boy slumped on the bed like a dead fish, staring lifelessly at the ceiling.
'I' could tell at a glance that he must have something on his mind, so I turned on the boy's computer and started playing games without asking him. After more than ten minutes, the boy finally couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered: "Hey, hey, sister, I have a friend..."
'Myself' rolled his eyes, didn't complain, and played the game as usual, pretending not to care, and asked: "Oh? What's wrong with your friend?"
Don't show a caring attitude, otherwise he will definitely not say it. Stupid adolescents are all like this. They want others to care about him, but they don't want others to care about him too much.
"That friend of mine, he, he... confessed to his deskmate."
'Myself' flicked the mouse, misplaced the skills, and continued to ask casually: "Is the deskmate a woman?"
"Well, that friend of mine is a man, and today the two of them are doing the cleaning on duty. After all the classmates left after school, he took the initiative to hold the hand of his deskmate and asked her if she could do that, what..."
"Then the deskmate refused?"
"Yeah, I don't even know about me... I don't even know how that friend ended his duty."
The young man sighed: "How can he go to school in the future? It's so embarrassing."
'Myself' thought about it seriously, nodded and said: "It's very troublesome, some girls will tell their friends about this kind of thing, alas, I guess your friend will become a laughing stock."
The boy felt as if he had been struck by lightning: "Then... what should I do then?"
"As long as you're not afraid of being laughed at, it doesn't matter."
'Myself' pretended to be casual and said: "During my school days, it was very troublesome to fall in love. It's not about puppy love, but if you have a bad relationship and break up, but you study in the same class It's going to be embarrassing."
"Yeah, that's right... so I should go to college..."
"It's best to think about dating after work. After work, if you have money, you can support it financially and time, and your parents will definitely not object, will they?"
"Well... that's true..."
'Myself' secretly breathed a sigh of relief, paused the game, went to lie down next to the boy, and asked casually: "You... your friend's deskmate, is it beautiful?"
"... can't be said to be beautiful, is it a very ordinary person?" The young man scratched his head and said, "Maybe it's because of love?"
"But if you want to fall in love, you probably don't have much time to play games. I have dates on Saturdays and Sundays, and I usually go shopping and chat after school..."
The young man nodded thoughtfully: "Yeah, so I won't have time to play games..."
"Play the King of Fighters?"
"Okay!" The boy jumped up from the bed: "Turn on the modifier and play with infinite energy!"
Seeing the young man open the game in a hurry, 'I' couldn't help but giggle, and sat next to him with a smile all over his face.
That's right, that's fine.
You just have me by your side.
When I'm in high school, when I'm in college, when I'm an adult, then we're... free.
"Huh?!" Ren Suo's core program sounded an alarm.