Xiao Jinang is actually always online. He lay on the table and saw his former host bickering and quarreling. He was enjoying himself while watching, and his eyes narrowed with laughter. However, when he saw the color of the blue electronic light screen in front of him becoming more and more transparent, he slowly sat down from the table again. Straighten your body.
Sorry, there is insufficient energy, and the space-time link will be automatically disconnected.
The system's prompt sounded without warning, but only Xiao Jinang could hear it.
In order to be able to communicate with the host, he used part of his energy to connect time and space. Now that the energy is about to be exhausted, this dialogue panel will also disappear.
Xiao Jinang subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to recharge his energy, but there was no response for a long time, and then he remembered that he had already become a human.
Everyone in the group was still bickering and discussing what book Xiao Jinang would write. They did not realize that the dialogue panel had gradually become empty and the news was delayed.
Shen Liang realized something: What's going on? Is there a network card
Chu Xinian felt that Shen Liang must have slipped through the nine-year compulsory education: What network do you think is so powerful that it allows you to communicate with ancient people? There is obviously something wrong with the system.
Tang Yan: System? Isn’t that Little King Kong
Shen Liang: Come on, why does Little King Kong always slip up at critical moments? I also plan to see what he wrote.
Xiao Jinang looked at the electronic panel and hesitated to speak. He wanted to tell the host that the energy was exhausted and that the chat group would be disconnected soon, but he didn't know how to say it, so he could only swallow it back in his stomach -
He had not been human long enough to learn how to say goodbye.
Xiao Jinang saw someone alone in the living room tomorrow, sorted out the manuscripts on the desk, then ran out and sat next to him.
Hearing the movement next to him tomorrow, he tilted his head slightly and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you going to write the manuscript?"
Xiao Jinang put the manuscript on his knees, then carefully laid it out, and then said: "I want to write with you."
Ming Zhou smiled, with the gentleness and elegance unique to this age: "I'm not very good at writing stories. How about you write it and read it to me?"
Xiao Jinang unconsciously picked up the cap of his pen, scratched his head and asked, "But I can't write, do you know how to write a farewell letter?"
When I heard the word "farewell" tomorrow, I paused for a moment. He unconsciously touched the cat in his arms, then slowly put it on the ground, letting Liang Jingjing run away and play in the distance. Then he asked without emotion: "Farewell? Who are you going to say goodbye to?"
People who have experienced separation are always overly sensitive to these two words, especially tomorrow.
Xiao Jinang patted the paper on his lap: "Farewell to my friend."
Tomorrow: "Why?"
Xiao Jinang said in a low voice, "I have no energy anymore. The space-time link established before will soon be disconnected, and I will no longer be able to contact them."
Only then did Ming Tian vaguely remember that Xiao Jinang once told him that he had a time and space group chat. He didn't know how to comfort the other person for a moment, so he said warmly: "Just tell them what you want to say."
Xiao Jinang simply lay down on the floor, resting his head on Mingzhou's legs and whispered: "But I don't know what to say."
He seemed a little sad, and even his tone lowered.
Ming Zhou paused, groping with his fingertips on Xiao Jinang's forehead, and then slowly combed the other person's soft and fluffy hair. His voice was like the warm sunshine in autumn, neither too hot nor too cool: "Then …”
Ming Zhou paused before saying, "Then think about your past stories. How did you meet?"
Let the memory return to the very beginning, like a book that has been read long ago and re-read from the title page.
A reckless and bloody author, a shining diamond system, when they looked at each other in a daze, a prompt sound suddenly popped out: Ding! Congratulations on successfully binding the villain rescue system, starting up...
When Xiao Jinang bound Shen Liang for the first time, the emotional program had not been fully developed, and he always spoke coldly. He was still unable to break away from the shackles of machinery, and often choked Shen Liang half to death.
Shen Liang: "What if I don't save the villain?"
System: Then you die.
Shen Liang: "... You tell me, if I die at the hands of the villain, what does it count? Does it count as a mission success?"
System: considered a heroic sacrifice.
Xiao Jinang couldn't help but smile when he remembered when they first met. He rubbed Mingzhou's legs coquettishly, and while typing on the electronic light screen, he asked aloud: "Is there anything else? Is there anything else?"
Ming Tian sat on the floor, leaning against the sofa, with a relaxed posture, and with an elegant laziness, he thought for a moment and then said: "Well... would you like to express your gratitude for their help?"
As long as you live, you should always be grateful for something, even if it's just the gentle and warm wind today.
Xiao Jinang asked: "What then?"
Mingzhou ruffled his hair. Even though he couldn't see, the moment he lowered his eyes was extremely gentle: "Tell them that you will always remember them and never forget them."
Tomorrow will not allow Xiao Jinang to have a deeper existence than himself in his heart, but perhaps as the years go by, his narrow mind has finally broadened a bit, and he is willing to give the little tolerance to Xiao Jinang's friends who will never appear again. .
Xiao Jinang didn't speak anymore. He leaned on Ming Zhou's arms and wrote seriously, deleting, deleting, and revising. He didn't finally stop writing until the sun went down.
Xiao Jinang stretched out and raised his eyes habitually to look at the electronic light screen in mid-air, only to see that the color had gradually become void and transparent. He subconsciously sat up straight from the ground and finally went online to reply to the message.
Xiao Jinang: (〃&039;▽&039;〃)Dear hosts, I’m back~
Since the last condom incident, this is the first time Xiao Jinang has made a fuss, especially since he specially targeted all the members, which immediately attracted onlookers.
Shen Liang was quite surprised: Oh, you are finally willing to bubble. Have you finished writing? Come on, come on, send it out and let me give you some advice.
Chu Xinian: Don’t mislead others.
Tang Yan: Shen Liang is unreliable. Send it here and I will look at it for you.
Chen Xiao was thinking about what Xiao Jinang wrote, "The School Beauty's Personal Diamond"? "Diamond Soldier King in the City"
Xiao Jinang didn't say anything, but quietly sent a document to the group. Everyone thought it was a novel written by him and clicked to receive it. However, when they opened it, they found it was a letter.
Xiao Jinang always takes it seriously, even when writing farewell letters, which looks official and childish.
Dear hosts:
I have to tell you some unfortunate news, that is, I became a human being half a month ago and officially settled down on Earth. This means that I can no longer use energy to maintain this communication group across time and space. When the battery is exhausted, it will cut off all links and shut down automatically.
You know, you have been with me all my life as a system.
You must know that this is very difficult. After all, the life of the system is so long and endless. If I had not become a human, I might continue to be bound to the next unknown host, and then wait until the memory chip has too much storage and is cleared by the master brain. Transform and then forget everything that belongs to you.
But that didn't happen, which was great.
This sentence is written very seriously:
I don't want to forget you...
During these days in the human world, I fell in love with a human. He made me realize how terrible it is to make a system. But because I met you when I was making a system, I feel that this is not too much. Oops.
I don’t know if you are still writing books and writing stories one after another. Unfortunately, I can’t see them anymore. An interstellar executive once told me that there are three thousand worlds in the universe, and the people inside and outside the books actually have unique souls.
You are all people who have your first life. How lucky you are, because there are still millions of people on the earth, so you must live a happier life.
And I am also lucky and I will cherish everything I have.
Tomorrow said that he would tell them that he would never forget...
Dear host, I still remember each of your names and your appearance. Please don’t worry that I will forget you. I believe that my memory chip is powerful enough. Even if I have become a human now, my brain will still firmly store everything that belongs to you.
I will never forget that time.
Even though time and space are different, I still feel that we live under the same sky. The dusk in the evening is so beautiful, as dazzling as what I saw when I was with you. The moon will rise soon, as bright as the one I saw in that dynasty thousands of years ago.
We probably won't be able to meet again in the future.
Pen and ink are the most elegant things in the world, but they are also the most hurtful things in the world. I hope that when we write in the future, we will always be kind and gentle.
I will often look at the sunset and the moon, and then record your stories and read them every day. I heard that as humans age, their memory will gradually decrease, so that when I grow old as a human being, I will not forget you.
At the end of this letter, Xiao Jinang wrote a line of names seriously:
Shenliang, Chu Xinian, Tang Yan, Meng Zhoushan, Chen Xiao, Rong Xuan, Jiang Weimian, Sang Feiwan.
There is a line at the end, and there are two names:
Xiao Jinang, tomorrow morning.
There is no ending, just a line of names.
When all the hosts finished reading this letter, a cold reminder sounded in their ears:
Ding! The energy is exhausted, the space-time link is being cut off, and the dialog box is automatically closed.
They subconsciously looked up after hearing this. Before they could realize what was happening, they saw the transparent electronic light screen suspended in the air suddenly shattered like a broken mirror, and then turned into thousands of light spots and floated into the sky with the wind. It gradually fades away in a blazing sunset, becoming a hot afterglow in the molten gold of the setting sun.
It seems that a long, long time ago, a diamond once appeared in front of them so brightly, and then jumped out a series of words happily and childishly:
Dear host, congratulations on your successful binding to the villain rescue system. I am very happy to serve you ~
All the hosts were lost for a moment, their memories blurred.
Xiao Jinang lay beside the window, watching the sunset attentively as it faded, and attentively as the moon rose. Finally, he touched his pocket and, not knowing what he remembered, took out a diamond from it.
It was an extremely bright diamond. If you look closely, there is a piece missing at the tip. There is still a trace of energy lingering around it that has no time to dissipate. It is as thin as smoke, but it still does not damage its brilliance.
Xiao Jinang didn't know what he did, and the diamond used the remaining energy to turn into a ring. Like a small animal, he came close to Ming Zhou, then put the shiny diamond ring on the other person's ring finger, and whispered seriously: "Give it to you~"
Ming Zhou only felt a chill between his fingers, and it took him a moment to realize what it was. He fumbled and touched the ring on his hand, and found that there was a polyhedron embedded in it, which looked a bit like a diamond. He was about to ask Xiao Jinang where he got the money to buy this, but suddenly he remembered that the other party was a diamond man, and he swallowed his words subconsciously. go back.
Ming Tian pondered the words and asked, "Is this you... your true identity?"
Xiao Jinang pecked at the rice and nodded: "I like you the most, I give it to you!"
Ming Zhou couldn't help but smile when he heard this, as gentle as a drizzle. He groped in the darkness and held Xiao Jinang's face, then kissed the other person and whispered: "Thank you, I like it very much."
This gift satisfies his desire for exclusivity in a sense.
If Xiao Jinang still has energy and can detect the degree of darkness tomorrow, then he may hear a prompt:
Ding! Please note the host, the villain's blackness level has been successfully cleared. Congratulations on your successful rescue~
Well, rescue.
Salvation indeed…
But I still don’t know who saved whom...
As Meng Zhoushan once said:
We always want to believe that most people in this world have good intentions. When they see the weak, they feel pity; when they see the injured, they caress their sorrow; when they see the blind, they light up the night; when they see the lonely, they gather together into a furnace—
We all want to be the redeemer, but most of the time, we are the ones waiting to be redeemed.
Rain fell one after another in the world, and they also gained salvation one after another. If you see rain falling on the horizon, it must be two suffering lives meeting again.
Hush, although the story is over, their lives have just begun...