Ye Ya pondered over the tenth sub-quest, and immediately noticed it when she slapped her head.
She looked serious: "Brother, roll your eyes."
Ye Qinghe: "?"
system:"?"
Ye Ya felt that there was nothing wrong with her understanding, turning against each other, eyes equal to eyes, and the antonym of positive is anti, so turning against eyes is equivalent to rolling eyes.
Ye Qinghe saw that his younger sister was serious and didn't care about controlling his expression, so he rolled his eyes at her: "Is that so?"
At this time Ye Linchuan happened to enter the door, Ye Ya jumped off the chair and hurriedly took Ye Linchuan's hand to the bedside, commanding, "Brother and brother rolled their eyes at each other."
Ye Linchuan who had just entered was stunned.
What's the situation? Let him roll his eyes
The system was also stunned, and couldn't help reminding: [Baby, turning against each other doesn't mean rolling your eyes, but to make them discord and quarrel. ]
Ye Ya firmly believed that she was not wrong, so she said plausibly: [Then why didn't it just write about the quarrel, but turned against each other? ]
This can stop the system.
Judging from the logic of this garbage rating system, maybe, maybe it is really the traitor that Ye Ya understands.
"Brother, brother, roll your eyes with brother!" Ye Ya jumped up and hurriedly urged, but Ye Linchuan was unmoved, and said "No" coldly.
He has been educated in etiquette, and he would never do the "indecent" gesture of rolling his eyes, not to mention rolling his eyes face to face with his son is too weird.
Ye Ya pursed her mouth, drooped her eyes, and looked at him aggrieved.
The corners of Ye Linchuan's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "...you can't do that, can you?"
Ye Ya raised her head high, her eyes were moist.
"It's no use pretending to be pitiful, let me tell you."
"..."
do it.
Ye Linchuan breathed a sigh of relief, didn't he just roll his eyes, just roll his eyes.
He hugged Ye Ya and sat down on the chair, and rolled his eyes with Ye Qinghe face to face. The painting style is peculiar, and the movements are joyful. Ye Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, and then he turned his head away and burst out laughing.
"Satisfied?" Ye Linchuan pinched Ye Ya's soft face.
Ye Ya didn't reply, just stared at the system evaluation panel, quietly waiting for the final mission result.
The panel did not respond for a long time, and the system breathed a sigh of relief. It knew that no matter how rubbish the rating was, it was impossible to pass the task like this. It immediately comforted: [Ya Ya, there is still time, you can definitely complete it. ]
As soon as the system finished speaking, it was severely slapped in the face.
[Ding! Side mission 10 has been completed. ]
? ?
Hold!
The heart of the system exploded.
What the hell is going on
Ye Ya's eyes gradually regained their brilliance, full of bright joy.
[Congratulations to the host for completing all the serial tasks, and the main task ten will be opened for you in three seconds. ]
[three… ]
The system started counting down, and Ye Ya clenched her hands tightly, waiting for the final moment.
[two… ]
As long as this is completed... I can save my brother, my parents, and my brother Dandelion.
[one. ]
A golden light flashed across the panel, and Ye Ya didn't dare to breathe out.
[Main line ten: After Ye Qinghe's death is reached, the host can open the wish seed. ]
The smile on Ye Ya's face gradually faded, and the brilliance in her eyes faded, leaving only empty shock.
[Sprout? ]
[Ya Ya, are you okay? ]
System comfort: [Actually, this result is predetermined. Ye Qinghe's health is too bad, he will leave sooner or later. You don't belong to this world, you don't belong to anyone here, so you don't have to be sad, when you finish the task and go home, uncle will seal all the memories of this period, so that you can still be as happy as before, Ya bud? Did you hear what uncle said? ]
She remained silent, sitting in Ye Linchuanze's arms silently.
The system panicked and lowered its tone: [Ya Ya, are you okay? ]
Ye Ya didn't speak, and randomly manipulated the task panel in front of her.
The border of the main task is flashing with a golden halo, and there are no interactive buttons except for the line of words, which cannot be canceled or given up. The bottom is marked with blood red unfinished, and the three words are particularly dazzling.
Ye Ya was terrified, her breathing lost the rhythm it should have, her heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, her limbs were numb, and her head was aching.
She is having a hard time.
It hurts like dying.
"Ya Ya?" Ye Qinghe sensed that something was wrong with Ye Ya, and strenuously supported his upper body, "Are you okay?"
Ye Ya was panting violently like an asthmatic, and whimpered hoarsely from her throat.
Something is wrong.
Ye Linchuan picked up Ye Ya and patted her on the back, then pressed hard on the middle of the person, and said a word from his lips: "Cry."
The pain from the crowd brought Ye Ya, who was in great grief, back to reality.
Crying broke out without warning, she had never cried like this before, as if she was about to cry out her internal organs, her voice was shrill.
"Sprout..."
Ye Qinghe was very thoughtful, he seemed to understand why Ye Ya was crying.
Ye Ya was young, and her body and mind could hardly withstand the continuous torture, her crying gradually became weaker, and finally she slowly fell into a coma.
She had a dream.
In the dream, everything was revived, spring was warm and flowers were blooming, her parents were looking at her from a distance, holding hands in the sea of flowers; beside her was her brother, Xia Qing, and everyone she knew.
The dream is a sweet dream, and her uneasy mood was healed instantly.
Ye Ya smacked her lips, her eyelashes trembling, and slowly, slowly opened her eyes.
It was dark outside the window, and she was lying on her little bed, with one arm dangling from her body, and her fingers were long and thin, which belonged to Shen Zhou.
Ye Ya half raised her head, staring at Shen Zhou's sleeping face.
Shen Zhou was in a light sleep, and Ye Ya woke up after waking up, rubbed his eyes and looked at the time, his voice was vague and hoarse when he just woke up: "Ya Ya is awake? Brother Shen Zhou is going to cook for you."
Get out of bed and turn on the light.
Ye Ya has been crying for too long, and she still doesn't have much energy.
She jumped out of bed barefoot and ran to Ye Qinghe's room. The room was empty, the desk was tidy, and the photo of the siblings on it was missing.
Shen Zhou said: "Both Shen Ran and Zi Yu went to the hospital with their uncle, and the photos were also taken away. Don't worry about Yaya, brother will be back."
Holding the door frame with her hands, she stood quietly for a while, then turned and ran back to her room, rummaging through her schoolbag to find the little genius phone watch she hadn't used for a long time.
"Ya Ya, what are you doing?"
Ye Ya pushed Shen Zhou out of the room, closed the door with a bang, and finally got into the closet with the watch in his arms
The closet was narrow and dark, Ye Ya curled up all over, lit up the screen with her little hand, entered a few numbers on it skillfully, and dialed.
"Hello."
Zhao Chenxing's clean and clear voice came from the phone watch.
Ye Ya blinked her swollen eyes, and called his name in a low voice: "Xing Xing?"
Ye Ya's voice is very hoarse, not as soft as it used to be.
"Sprout?"
"I ask you, can a robot live forever?"
"Probably, why are you asking this?"
"...my brother is dying."
"Why?"
"I'll turn him into a robot like you, so my brother won't die?"
For a robot, as long as it has gasoline, it doesn't matter if it doesn't need a heart. She is very naive... She wants to find a life for her gentle brother, even if it is so absurd.
There was a long silence on the phone.
Zhao Chenxing let out a helpless and bitter chuckle, "Ya Ya, humans can transform into machines, but they cannot become machines."
Ye Ya took a long breath and hung up the phone slowly.
Zhao Chenxing held the cold mobile phone in a daze, he looked out of the window, there is no moon or stars today, the night sky envelops the city like an endless giant net, and everyone is a fish in the net.
Zhao Chenxing's eyes wandered to the laptop beside him, he bit his lip, unable to make up his mind.
At this moment, a shout came from afar——
"Zhao Chenxing, what did that girl give you yesterday, show it to me!!"
Tian Youqin had just quarreled with Zhao Jiaming, kicked open the door angrily, and opened her hand to ask him for something.
Zhao Chenxing said expressionlessly: "No one ever gave me anything."
"Don't fool me!!! I saw her give it with my own eyes, now take it out for me."
Zhao Chenxing sat on the bed unmoved.
"No, right?" Tian Youqin stared at Zhao Chenxing fiercely, "Okay, then I'll look for it myself! I still don't believe I can't find it!"
Furious, she rolled up her sleeves and rummaged around the house.
Wardrobe, desk, bedside table, even the corners and corners were not spared.
The room was quickly tossed into a mess, Zhao Chenxing's spine was straight, and he maintained an unchanging sitting posture.
Tian Youqin rummaged for a long time but found nothing, and finally focused on Zhao Chenxing. She came over aggressively, pointed at the tip of Zhao Chenxing's nose: "Get up for me."
Zhao Chenxing didn't move.
"I'll let you get up!!!" Tian Youqin grabbed Zhao Chenxing's arm fiercely, and threw him to the ground, only to hear a patter, and a booklet flew from his arms to the ground.
That was what Ye Ya gave him.
is his heart.
Zhao Chenxing finally panicked, and crawled over to get the most precious thing with all his hands and feet. When his fingers were still a centimeter away from the booklet, Tian Youqin kicked his hand away first, bent down and picked up the booklet.
"What is this?" Tian Youqin flipped through the contents of the booklet, and sneered at the immature drawings on the page, "This is what the little girl gave you?" Tian Youqin thought it was ridiculous, and thought it was something precious , the result is this? That's it
Zhao Chenxing's pupils tightened, and he roared sharply: "Give it back to me!"
Tian Youqin's face sank, and he raised his foot and kicked over: "What kind of thing are you daring to yell at me?!"
"That's my heart, you give it back to me." That was the first gift he had received so far. It was a gift from Ye Ya. She said they were friends. He wanted to be friends with her...
Zhao Chenxing's lips trembled, and he looked at the booklet eagerly.
"Heart?" Tian Youqin looked at the picture book, and laughed out loud as if hearing something extra ridiculous, "Zhao Chenxing, remember, it's thanks to us that you can stand here and talk to me like a human. Heart? What kind of joke?" Woolen cloth… "
"It's ridiculous for a machine to want a heart..."
She showed no mercy, and gnashed her teeth to tear up and destroy the book page by page.
The paper fluttered down like snowflakes, falling all over the ground.
Zhao Chenxing stared blankly, unable to respond.
Snapped.
Tian Youqin threw the cover at his feet, a small green four-leaf clover fell on the torn and incomplete page, and a black pencil pointed at the small words underneath——
[To Chen Xing. ]
With cold fingertips, he gently picked up the cover and held it in his arms.
Tian Youqin stared at him like he was looking at straw sandals, "What kind of heart does a bionic person need? It's ridiculous..." Tian Youqin snorted coldly in disdain, and passed by indifferently, "I'll take you to an audition the day after tomorrow. Prepare to perform well in the next few days. If you make a mistake, I will kill you..."
The door closes.
There was no sound outside.
Zhao Chenxing gathered the pieces of paper on the ground bit by bit, and stood up from the ground expressionlessly.
He pulled out the chair in front of the computer desk and sat down, Zhao Chenxing's pale and bloodless face was reflected on the screen. His beautiful eyelashes fluttered, and finally made up his mind, turned on the computer and cut into the hidden system, exported all the encrypted files and sent them out.
Zhao Chenxing leaned on the back of the chair, and moved his eyes to the group photo of the family of three on the desk.
He picked up the photo frame and smashed the transparent glass outside, tearing the photo into several pieces with all his strength.
An android has no heart and no family.
He will go as he comes.
This world... never belonged to him.