Stimulating To Be Raised By A Virtual Lover

Chapter 53

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The golden light converged and formed two figures.

Zhu Qing'an froze for a long time, opened her eyes wide, watching the figure gradually appear in front of her.

It was a young couple.

The woman was wearing a long white dress and looked very delicate, exactly the same as Zhu Qing'an. She held the arm of the man beside her, raised her shiny dark eyes, and looked at the man. The man was wearing a white lab coat, with black eye sockets, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to kiss his wife's forehead.

The breeze blows, rolling up colorful flowers and fresh grass, surging in the bright golden sunlight.

What Qin Hengyi conjured up was just a phantom, and after a while, the image flickered and disappeared, leaving only the breeze circling in place.

But Zhu Qing'an didn't come back to his senses for a long time, his eyes still stayed where his parents were before.

He can't remember exactly what his parents looked like. He also does not have any video photos related to his parents.

This not only made him unable to provide the police with clues to find his parents, but also planted an obsession in his heart.

He can't find his parents, but... can he see what they look like

Do they look like themselves

The result was the same as what Zhu Qing'an thought.

He has all the advantages of his parents' appearance, which also shows that in this world-he is not alone, and there are people connected to him by blood.

Zhu Qing'an's eyes were slightly red, he stepped back a few steps, and leaned towards Qin Hengyi subconsciously. He shook the little tail of the succubus, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Qin... Thank you so much. I never knew what my parents looked like... Thank you, Mr. Qin... It's true that I like you."

Qin Hengyi didn't speak, but only touched Zhu Qing'an's smooth and tender horns.

The young man has been leaning against the man, holding the corner of the man's clothes with his white hands, his eyes are flushed, and his cheeks are so red that he wants someone to bite him.

The strange fragrance emanating from the boy's body became stronger and stronger.

That scent turned into a small hook, constantly provoking Qin Hengyi's body.

Qin Hengyi's red eyes were dark, he took Zhu Qing'an's hand: "You smell so fragrant."

Walking Spring/Medicine*Zhu Qing'an: "..."

He didn't dare to speak, for he was afraid that the other party would say "I want to eat you with my bottom." Such words...

Qin Hengyi's self-control was surprisingly good, and he didn't do anything to Zhu Qing'an. He just leaned over and kissed the young boy's immature horns, and sighed softly: "Grow up quickly."

Zhu Qing'an: "..."

Zhu Qing'an diverted her attention and wanted to mention the game card to the man: "Mr. Qin, I received a mission from this space. It may be related to you." Buried in his arms: "I have nothing to help you, it would be great if I could help you restore your memory."

The boy's voice was extremely soft, and when he spoke, it was as if he was stuffing strawberry cake into someone's mouth.

Qin Hengyi's hands around the young man's waist trembled inexplicably.

His throat was slightly swollen, he let go of his hand, and said: "I'll take a cold shower first, you go back first, good boy."

Zhu Qing'an: "...?"

Zhu Qing'an returned to reality, he looked at the somewhat empty room, and inexplicably appeared in his mind the magic that the man made for him.

Really a nice magical gift.

He raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were a little softer.

He got up, cleaned up a few times, and got ready for the afternoon shoot.

After shooting this afternoon, he will have two days off to start the hidden game.

In the afternoon, we filmed a very simple action scene, and the director didn't control them too tightly because of the vacation. The one-afternoon filming time is coming soon, and the staff began to put away the tents and props.

The car sent by the brokerage company to pick up Zhu Qing'an back to the accommodation is still by Zhu Qing'an's side.

Zhu Qing'an couldn't beat them, so she could only drive back to the remote accommodation under the envious eyes of everyone.

As soon as he got back to his room, he drew the curtains, took a shower and changed his clothes.

He sat on the bed, took out the black and white game card from under the pillow, and inserted it into the game card slot that popped up from the optical computer.

In an instant, the optical brain desktop was replaced with a familiar game interface.

[Welcome back to "False Love"!]

[Congratulations, the player has successfully opened the hidden plot of this game—your past and mine.]

[The past between me and you: go back in time to the beginning and witness the stories that we have forgotten.]

[This hidden plot requires wearing a holographic helmet, which takes two days of real time. Is it on?]

[Reminder: This hidden plot can find out the decryption clues of the 02 mission "Love That Can Never Be Proved". Please be patient with the players.]

Spend two days...

Real time and game time flow at different speeds. Two days in reality may have been a month or two in the game.

What kind of hidden plot... takes so long

Zhu Qing'an was a little puzzled. But what he is more interested in is the clues about the 02 mission in this hidden plot.

He turned off the optical brain, lay on the bed, and put on the holographic helmet for himself.

For a moment, it seemed as if a warm halo enveloped his body. The white light brought him to a blank space, and in the distance of the space, there was an off-white door.

Zhu Qing'an walked to the door, and there was a sign on the door - "My past with you."

Zhu Qing'an turned the doorknob and walked in.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already completely in the simulated environment of the game.

— This is a very ordinary living room at home.

There is a plate of fruit on the coffee table, and there are unfinished scarves on the sofa.

Obviously this scene has never appeared in Zhu Qing'an's memory, but Zhu Qing'an feels inexplicably familiar.

This is where…

Zhu Qing'an started to walk, but felt that something was wrong. He looked down and was shocked by what he saw.

What caught the eye was a pair of fluffy and soft cat paws.

He turned into a kitten.

Zhu Qing'an: "..."

When he was wondering, a familiar and gentle voice sounded in his ear.

"Mimi, come over for dinner."

This voice was like a clear spring, pouring into the depths of his heart, and the bright sunshine around him instantly faded away.

It was his mother's voice.

"Mimi?" A gentle woman came over, wearing a light-colored apron, holding a plate of grilled fish in her hand.

Zhu Qing'an raised her furry head and meowed softly. Said he was not hungry yet.

"It's so cute." The woman smiled, her eyebrows and eyes crooked. Let Zhu Qingan's heart soften, he rubbed the woman's palm.

The woman let go of her hand and said, "I should go get your little master to eat."

little Master…

Is it his childhood self

Zhu Qing'an was puzzled and followed behind her mother.

The game seems to create scenes from his life as a child.

He became a cat in the family at that time, observing all this as a bystander.

——Zhu Qing'an has never been very clear about her childhood memories. The only thing that impressed me was the New Year's Eve dinner and the amusement park.

Now, he's back in time. Can have the opportunity to find the missing bits and pieces in the past, and make up for the regret and emptiness in his heart.

Seems pretty good too.

But he is still a little puzzled by the title of the hidden plot "My past with you."

This 'you'... refers to Qin Hengyi

Qin Hengyi is also in the story of his childhood

Zhu Qing'an stepped on small steps, wagging her fluffy tail, and came to his childhood bedroom.

The little boy's bedroom is very simple, with a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and a few paintings on the walls.

Very strange, but revealing a strange sense of familiarity.

The woman rubbed her apron and said softly, "An'an, it's time to eat. Mom made you your favorite strawberry mousse cake."

Zhu Qing'an followed the prestige and saw her appearance when she was a child.

The boy was very cute, wearing a sky-blue star pajamas, with a clean cut of hair, fair skin, a pair of shallow dimples and lying silkworms. It's just that the body looks very thin, like a thin little milk cat, which can be hugged with one hand.

He sat on the bed with his knees folded, looking out the window with his shiny dark eyes.

Disappointed at no response, the woman closed the door and walked to the dinner table.

Zhu Qing'an also quietly followed her mother's feet.

A very mature man sat on a chair by the dining table.

I wish you peace of mind.

This is his... Dad.

The man put down his light brain and said in a low voice, "An'an refuses to eat?"

"Yeah." The woman was a little distressed: "I didn't even say anything."

"The character is too withdrawn and quiet." His father shook his head, a little helplessly. He turned his head, asked his wife, and said casually: "By the way, what happened to the project that the laboratory is busy with?"

When Zhu Qing'an heard the word plan, she raised her pink cat ears and listened seriously.

He guessed that his parents were the ones who made Qin Hengyi back then.

Their conversation now may have something to do with Qin Hengyi.

"It's already finished." The woman chuckled habitually, and grabbed a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her husband: "That AI is great, has a real sense of autonomy, and is smarter than humans..."

Zhu Qing'an shook her ears, jumped onto the woman's lap, raised her head, and listened more seriously.

That AI is referring to Qin Hengyi

"That's right. That's the painstaking effort of the family for three hundred years." There was a trace of tenderness in the man's eyes, and his face looked handsome under the warm yellow light: "Besides, this AI will become a world administrator in the future. In a few days, the laboratory will announce the good news to the whole empire."

Zhu Qing'an pondered carefully...

Was Qin Hengyi the painstaking effort of their family for three hundred years? It took three hundred years to make it

No wonder Qin Hengyi is so powerful.

The 300-year-old experiment diary he brought out from that laboratory also made sense.

But compared to these, he was more curious about the things his parents said.

They said that Qin Hengyi was going to be the World Administrator. Full of expectations and excitement for each other.

But Zhu Qing'an had checked before, but Qin Hengyi didn't take it seriously in the end. Instead, it disappeared from everyone's sight. These past events can only be found in the corners of the star network.

Why is Qin Hengyi wrong? Why disappear

Why did he... appear in his own optical brain to meet himself

Zhu Qingan shook her tail, curious.

After the man finished eating, he glanced at the closed bedroom door: "An'an can't help but eat, you can cook some porridge and feed it to him. Don't be hungry."

"This child..." the woman shook her head helplessly.

"Is that AI in An An's hands now?"

After listening to her husband's question, the woman nodded: "Well... Now that AI needs to communicate with humans more, the lab brought it to An An so that she can be her companion.

But they won't be together for long,... Soon, the lab will take it away. "

Zhu Qing'an: "!!"

"He should be playing with that AI now."

Zhu Qing'an heard her father's words and jumped off the chair. Go to the door of the bedroom where I was a child.

The bedroom door was unexpectedly ajar.

He raised his paw and pushed open the door with difficulty.

The little boy in the room was still curled up on the bed, but there was an old-fashioned optical brain in his hand.

If I guessed correctly, Qin Hengyi was in my mind.

At this time, Qin Hengyi had just been created, was he still in childhood

What was Qin Hengyi like when he was a child

Zhu Qing'an shook her tail, jumped onto the bed, and quietly approached the light brain screen.

What he saw surprised him.

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