The sudden lazy voice on the radio made Xia Xingye stump for a while. After a long time, he said: "I should have known that you have been watching this way... This is your ability? Remote communication? Sure enough, you have been here since the beginning Pay attention to the movement here..."
"Don't call me something like bluetooth. In the same way, it's not because of you that I'm watching this way." The young man on the opposite side said lightly. He seemed to have returned to his usual, rambunctious tone when dealing with other people.
That voice is full of persuasiveness, and one can't help but feel that this person has no plans and is sure to win.
"Otherwise, why?" Xia Xingye sneered, "That brother of mine came to ask you, right? He also asked you to monitor me? I have already said..."
"Stop, stop, stop, I don't care about who among you died because of whose decision, who hated who because of it, two brothers who are clearly half-brothers but grew up together since childhood, etc. interest." Chu Tianshu said coldly, "I came here for only one reason—"
Every time he uttered a word, Xia Xingye's face turned paler. He seemed to lose his strength in an instant, and leaned his head against the wall.
- Hit a snake and hit seven inches. Lin Huai thought of this sentence inexplicably. It seemed that every sentence Chu Tianshu said was aimed at Xia Xingye's pain point.
The two of them seem to have walked into a world full of love and hatred/childhood sweetheart/the proud son/the happy enemy/the blooming rainy season/love and kill each other that only advanced players know. Lin Huai felt inexplicably uncomfortable being isolated from this world.
For some reason, he always felt that Chu Tianshu was a little strange to him when he was communicating with Xia Xingye. The hippie smiley face and uninhibited appearance are removed, and there is no strong words and gentleness revealed intentionally or unintentionally. This sense of sharpness wrapped in laziness made him a little...
However, Chu Tianshu's next sentence shattered his fantasy: "Of course he came here to be the head of our Huaihuai fan club, and to fight for his debut."
Lin Huai: ...
"I heard that Chen Liexue gave you a commission of 200,000 yuan." Xia Xingye sneered, "I really don't understand, after he kicked you out of Chenxing, he still treats you like this. Doesn't he pretend to be rational? He..."
Chu Tianshu shamelessly said: "Oh, chasing stars always costs money. In the process of chasing stars, you can also complete some tasks to earn extra money, so that we can buy hot searches for Huaihuai..."
Lin Huai: "You guys have to keep talking, don't force me into the topic."
"Okay, let's get down to business." Chu Tianshu coughed, and then he said seriously, "The purpose of my connection to this call is—"
"One, let me tell you, I have found the map."
"Second, I advise you to stay away from our Huaihuai family. Idols belong to everyone, and you can't just rely on sweet words to monopolize them."
"Three, Lin Huai, wait for me in the museum for three days." Chu Tianshu said, "Three days later..."
Lin Huai: "What in three days?"
Chu Tianshu: "I will take you~fly to that day~"
The voice on the radio stopped abruptly. Lin Huai and Xia Xingye twitched their faces at the same time, but obviously, they did it for different reasons.
In the end, it was Xia Xingye who spoke first. He calmed down and smiled softly for a long time: "Lin Huai, has anyone ever told you that you are actually very similar to someone?"
There was a bit of coaxing in his voice: "Chu Tianshu is actually very strange. He looks approachable and unpredictable. In fact, he is not interested in most people. It seems that He's special to you, and you want to know why?"
Lin Huai said deliberately: "I know, it's because I resemble a crow-like person."
Xia Xingye: ...
Lin Huai said again: "It is also my blessing to be able to look a little like Wanwan."
Lin Huai quickly killed the game with two sentences. Xia Xingye was unsuccessful in soliciting dissension. After a long time, he said again: "Then what do you think of him?"
Lin Huai didn't blink: "It's a sand sculpture."
Xia Xingye: Just talking.
"Forget it." He put on the hood. "Since the map is in his hands, there is no point in fighting for it."
After finishing speaking, he tapped his earlobe, and the ghost boy who had been silent at the side stood up and followed behind him.
"You made a loss-making business, are you planning to go back in despair now?" Lin Huai said softly.
"Of course not. There are still many things worth discovering in this world." Xia Xingye turned to look at him, "Do you know the origin of the 'civilized world'?"
Lin Huai looked at him quietly.
"In fact, the original name of this world was 'Nuclear Winter'. The battle between irradiated deformed monsters, humans, and radiated people with superpowers is the essence of this world." Xia Xingye said, "until someone came This dungeon wiped out all the deformed existences and established the dungeon, and the situation in this world has temporarily "better". As the price for establishing the dungeon, he buried several things under the dungeon... "
"Go to the history museum on the second floor." He said, "Take history as a mirror, maybe you will gain a lot."
Then, he smiled again: "Speaking these words is really wasting your time. Next, I have to leave too. You must know that no matter which world you are in, as long as there is a dispute, it is the best time for a businessman to make money .”
After speaking, he took the ghost boy and left lightly.
'... This person, who was obviously devastated, still pretended to be aggressive when he left...' Lin Huai curled his lips.
It didn't take him much effort to find the history museum on the second floor that Xia Xingye said. His behavior was not only due to Xia Xingye's remarks, but also because, when he came here, he had a vague and familiar feeling.
In the history museum, all historical materials are arranged by year. Soon, he came to the materials of the year when the greenhouse was built.
— and there, saw a picture.
The moment he saw the photo, his head started to throb. In the photo, it was the first consul of the greenhouse and two silhouettes.
The two silhouettes are at the edge of the picture, as if they had been hastily captured. A person in the silhouette was wearing a white windbreaker, with a slender figure and extremely delicate eyebrows. He turned his face away, deliberately not looking at the camera, and beside him, stood another handsome young man who was a head taller than him, and his demeanor was sloppy.
The moment she saw him, Lin Huai recognized him—
Chu Tianshu.
However, it was the white figure on the other side that brought him more fear.
Because—that person—is exactly—
Waking up from Wen County, in the shape of a ghost, his own face!
Even though that person's face was a little less bewitching and more handsome than that of him in the form of a ghost, but he was clearly himself!
That intense emotion may not be described as panic, it is a sense of splitting from the depths of the soul.
— It seemed that something was about to burst out of his body.
At that moment, the body began to ache as if it was about to be torn in half alive. Lin Huai squatted on the ground, clutching her head. Pressing his fingers hard on the skin, he opened his mouth and let out a silent howl.
... There seemed to be thousands of voices, screaming and laughing in his ears, and finally, the thousands of noises converged into the same voice.
He seemed to see a person "standing" in a space, he spread his hands, and smiled wantonly at countless circles of light.
'Dare to take a gamble? ' he said, with blood streaming from his eyes, down his pale skin, down to his pointed chin, 'I'm what you want, aren't I? '
'Low creatures...'
'can absorb...'
"￥%…"
Those dreamlike babblings finally merged into the river and sea like hundreds of rivers, becoming the same voice.
That voice was extremely cold, like frost and snow on the zenith.
"Okay," it said.
When Lin Huai opened his eyes again, it was already a child. He stood up from the cold floor, his fingers still trembling involuntarily.
That strange memory still remained in his mind, but he couldn't dwell on it. Whenever he tried to probe into this memory, the strange soap bubbles in the sky were enough to make his scalp tingle.
"It's disgusting..." He leaned on the wall, thinking with a pale face, "Is this the performance of the san value being cleared..."
Until now, he still has the mind to think wildly. Although he really wanted to speculate deeply about the scene he saw, objective conditions limited his behavior. Just trying to connect that picture—himself—with that scene was enough to make him want to Vomit out.
Lin Huai continued to fight for the sovereignty of her body with reason and nausea, and returned to the first floor with a pale face. When he came to the hall, all the security guards had already been tied up by the taskers and more than 90 other potential prisoners. Except for a few taskers who were talking, the rest of the potential prisoners were silent and stood in the hall with their hands down.
"Boss!" Lu Xiaotian saw Lin Huai walking down the stairs while holding his belly, his eyes lit up, "You're finally here... Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're about to vomit?"
He didn't say anything, but Lin Huai's reason still took over. As soon as he said that, the feeling of vomiting began to return. Lin Huai glared at him, grabbed her own neck, and said easily, "It's okay."
Lu Xiaotian: "Boss, don't shy away from medical treatment. If you are sick, you must be treated..."
"I know medical skills." Zhao Jingtian frowned. With the sword on his back, he walked towards Lin Huai without any doubt: "Give me your hand."
Lin Huai was surprised and said, "You have also studied Chinese medicine."
"I am the descendant of a family of Chinese medicine. I got a medical book when I was young..." Zhao Jingtian said, grabbing Lin Huai's hand involuntarily.
"It sounds more and more like the setting of the protagonist, as expected of you..." Lin Huaixu focused his eyes and let him grasp his pulse, "Have you treated the commander's granddaughter? And the one from the nearby western restaurant?" Single mom…”
Zhao Jingtian frowned as soon as he saw Lin Huai's cold skin. After careful diagnosis and treatment, he was surprised to find that the patient had no pulse. He raised his head and stared straight at Lin Huai like a falcon: "Why didn't you..."
"I actually forgot this omission..." Lin Huai didn't blink. He took his right hand out of Zhao Jingtian's hand and replaced it with his left hand: "I'm sorry I wasn't ready just now, let's do it again."
Zhao Jingtian: "Prepare? What do you want to prepare?"
However, Lin Huai's face was extremely innocent, as if all the plots had nothing to do with his innocent smiling face. Zhao Jingtian quickly put down his doubts about him and put his other hand on it.
Lin Huai didn't want to lose his horse in front of this group of teammates for the time being, so he worked hard to beat his own pulse smoothly. Zhao Jingtian grabbed his hand and thought for a moment, but his face was even more confused than before.
His expression made Lin Huai murmur. He rolled his eyes and felt that his pulse was correct, so he smoothed his pulse again.
Zhao Jingtian's face became more and more confused.
"Maybe... is it too slow?" Lin Huai thought.
He tried his best to control his pulse as smooth as a Google browser. However, if doubts could be measured in tons, then Zhao Jingtian's doubts were enough to crush Antarctica. Seeing his solemn expression, Lu Xiaotian said anxiously: "Zhao Jingtian, tell me, what's wrong with the boss?"
"This..." Zhao Jingtian carefully chose his words, frowning deeply, "It seems to be Huamai."
"Shuamai? What's that?"
"This kind of pulse condition is generally fluent, and it should refer to smoothness, like beads rolling on a jade plate..."
"Smooth? Does it mean you're not sick?"
"Zhao Jingtian, what are you doing with the text, talk about things if you have something to say, don't be silly if you have nothing to do!"
Everyone looked puzzled. After a long time, Zhao Jing let go of his hand solemnly. He looked straight into Lin Huai's eyes and said, "If a woman is detected with a slippery pulse, it means..."
He paused: "I'm pregnant."
A vein popped out of Lin Huai's head.
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