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She didn't remember many things. The only thing she knew was that Kafka asked her what she remembered, and then she told herself that the road was right under her feet, and she had to work hard, seriously and move forward.
She didn't remember her past with Kafka, nor did she remember meeting Silver Wolf and Blade, but...
Now that Cheng Che is by her side, she wants to ask, which can also be regarded as her concern for Kafka.
"I'm going to pick up some trash to eat." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face, and he leaned forward slightly to take the wine glass from the table.
A tiny star core was placed in the transparent hammer-patterned glass cup, acting as an ice cube to emit coolness, forcing a thin layer of mist out of the cup wall, and even making the whole room feel cool.
Hearing this, Xing frowned immediately and looked at Cheng Che with resentment, "You are lying!"
"Ah?" Cheng Che was pouring the wine from the bottle into the glass. He hesitated before speaking, "Is there anything wrong with me eating a star core as a snack?"
There’s nothing wrong with picking up garbage to eat.
Xing opened his mouth, and after a while he came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, to rob the star core? That's no problem, but it feels like the robbing of the star core this time is very small."
There is no Luo floating and quiet.
Cheng Che’s bounty didn’t increase much.
From the original three million, a zero was added after the vault was robbed, and now there is an extra 100,000 credit points.
"It's not a big deal. It's just a star core that was treated as ordinary cargo." Cheng Che slowly sorted out a pile of books, flipping out the various papers sandwiched between them and reading them again. "It's about robbing a courier."
It's not like we're going to grab the star core that everyone knows about, nor is it some grand performance.
It could be that the courier was buried too deep, or else it could have been stolen.
"Then..." Xing hesitated for a moment and patted his chest, "I remember Kafka seemed to have stuffed a star core into my mouth. Do you want to eat it?"
Cheng Che:…….
"I don't eat things that have turned into spirits. How big a pot would it take to stew you..." Cheng Che's eyes flashed with disdain, and he continued to flip through the messy books in front of him, "If you have nothing to do, get out and disturb my autism."
He is working hard to enrich himself!
Reading and studying is a great excuse!
"Is Kafka hurt?" Xing hesitated for a moment, then moved closer to Cheng Che and lowered her voice, "I haven't seen her for a long time."
Kafka might be online often, but she might not pay attention to him.
"The only two things that were injured were my face and my shoulder." Cheng Che felt even more sad and felt like he couldn't even concentrate on reading any book.
Although he ate a star core, this little snack was not enough to compensate for the pain of being stuck and the social embarrassment of dancing.
And now this idiot Xing is still asking if Kafka is hurt?
star:……
How miserable.
Without waiting for Xing to speak to comfort him, Cheng Che looked over and said in a calm but sorrowful tone, "My heart is colder than the ice chips in the coldest days of winter."
star:……
There was a sudden sour feeling at the root of the tooth, as if biting into a lemon after the enamel was damaged.
The sour feeling moved up along the roots of the teeth to the bones, and even the gaps in the joints could not help but tremble at this moment.
Xing shrank his shoulders and shuddered, folding his arms around himself, with a strange and distorted expression on his face, "Ah, good tea."
Not only tea, but also sour.
The sarcastic words coupled with the expressionless face were even more bizarre than Cheng Che who said he was afraid with an expressionless face in Suiyuan.
"Oh." Cheng Che responded, looking at Xing with a dim gaze, "Never mind, you are usually so carefree. It's me, Cheche, who is petty."
star:!!!
Ah!
More tea!
The gray-haired girl hurriedly got up from the carpet and hopped on the spot with her arms folded. "Okay, just pretend I wasn't here. See you tomorrow at breakfast."
With that, Xing quickly walked to the bedroom door and opened it.
The door panel quietly opened a crack, and the faint voice came from behind again.
"Hey, you think I'm annoying, but what right do I have to be angry——"
The voice stopped abruptly, Xing quickly grabbed the bottle of wine next to him and rushed over to pour it into Cheng Che's mouth, "Stop talking, stop talking! If you drink more tea, I won't be able to sleep at night!!!"
The wine slid down his chin, dripping onto his lapels and arms, and even his neck, which refracted tiny rays of light.
Cheng Che seemed to smile, stretched out his hand to catch the bottle and pushed it away, "I was planning not to get drunk today."
The cup is useless, so let's change it to a bottle.
star:……
Xing tilted her head in confusion, her eyes falling on Cheng Che and she was stunned for a moment.
The little crow, who had just reached adulthood, still had a hint of youthfulness, but it was usually suppressed by his cold face and could not be seen clearly. At this moment, he had just drunk some wine and was forced to drink it again. His chin was stained with sparkling wine, and his pair of light-colored eyes looked watery and clear when he looked up, and there was no sign of his usual bad intentions.
Xing instantly imagined a strange sound in his mind: ah, so cold.
After a while, Xing finally came back to his senses. He glanced at Cheng Che and stood up and walked back in a daze. His voice was so soft that it was hard to hear, "Tea... is also very good."
Under Cheng Che's puzzled gaze, Xing walked out of the house as slowly as a short-circuited Swarovski. Before closing the door, he turned back and repeated to Cheng Che, "It's okay. Continue drinking tea. Tea is good for the body and mind."
Chapter 473 How unreasonable
The next morning.
Cheng Che turned over in bed and buried his face in the quilt, sniffing the familiar scent of the quilt. He pressed the corner of the quilt to his face with one hand, trying to coax himself into sleep again.
"Wake up."
A cold voice sounded. Cheng Che frowned, suppressed his bad temper, opened his eyes, and met a pair of eyes glowing purple.
Cheng Che blinked his eyes, then closed them again. He angrily grabbed the quilt and buried his head in it, saying in a muffled voice, "You're bothering me again so early in the morning!"
Do you know how painful it is to not sleep until the alarm goes off? !
The dream can’t continue!
“So lazy.”
The chilly voice sounded again, with a hint of disdain but changed to urging, "Get up, the pioneers have been waiting for you for a long time."
Cheng Che didn't say anything. He nudged his head in the quilt for a long time before he sat up with a mess of curly hair.
He looked at the figure who had inexplicably appeared in the bedroom with a gloomy face, and he couldn't believe it. "Is your advanced projection technology used to wake me up?"
Fortunately, technology had not developed to this level before he traveled through time, otherwise when he lived in the school dormitory and stayed in bed in the morning, he would have to see a familiar face to wake him up. What a nightmare!
"advanced?"
The girl raised her hand and shook it, as if she was looking at her own projection. She even turned around like a little figure in a music box. Her tone was flat and even, "Projection is not advanced, it's just more convenient at best."
Cheng Che:…….
Cheng Che sat in the middle of the quilt, wrapped himself up in it and looked at the other person.
Short, with long hair and a purple hat.
Black Tower.
Are all projections made with puppets?
"So why did you rush me to get up?" Cheng Che lowered his head and rubbed his face and eyes. His curly hair was messy and blew out in all directions, making his hair look full and mouth-watering. "Why is Xing waiting for me?"
Heita took the projected leg and walked back and forth in the small bedroom without any hesitation. From time to time, he glanced at the little dumplings in Cheng Che's collection, and then walked to the front of the bookcase to take a look. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "She promised me to test the simulated universe and bring you with her, but you were still sleeping and didn't dare to come and ask you to get beaten, so I projected over."
At this point, Heita paused and then gave a hint: "I don't deny that vernacular novels and illustrated books have humanistic and emotional value, but they may not be very useful in enriching knowledge."
Cheng Che raised his eyes and looked at the black tower, "You want to be my teacher?"
Why do I feel like I'm the same rigid teacher who keeps repeating novels that are useless for exams?
"No, it's just a suggestion." Heita raised his chin, but he could only look directly at the young man sitting on the bed, not showing his height advantage at all. "Don't you want to join the genius club to show yourself if you are so competitive?"
"Who told you that I'm competitive?" Cheng Che looked sideways for a moment, but still didn't see Heita trying to avoid suspicion, so he couldn't help but remind him, "I'm going to get dressed."
Heita didn't care and gave him a light look, "Your body is just a piece of meat in my eyes, are you afraid to look at it? When the doctor treats you, do you have to cover your clothes and yell hooligan?"
At this point, Heita raised his eyebrows slightly, "What? Conservatives?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che wanted to say something but stopped, and finally couldn't help but remind him, "You will get stye. If you look at it too much, you might go blind."
Is this a question he is afraid to look at?
This is clearly because they are afraid that the other person will suffer!
Heita was stunned for a moment, looked at Cheng Che deeply and turned around.
She heard the rustling sound of people changing clothes behind her and said coldly, "Why do you exercise every day if you don't have a competitive spirit?"
"My face is tender. If I don't exercise to make myself stronger, people will think I'm a hot-tempered person." Cheng Che quickly put on his pants and picked up the T-shirt that was placed beside the bed and put it on. "This is the experience I have accumulated in my 19 years of life."
Of course, he would not admit that he suffered physical attacks from various adult men after he traveled through time.
One by one, he is so lazy and has muscles all over his body. If he doesn’t practice more, how can he win a wife?
"Heh." Heita sneered, and raised his chin towards the door panel after hearing footsteps. "Wash up and eat in half an hour, then come to the space station with Xing."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che had just found some clothes to change into after taking a shower, and was slightly startled when he heard this.
He turned his head to look at the black tower, and said in an inexplicable tone, "I talked a lot with Xing, but I never talked about the fact that I am a person who can only respond to soft words and not hard ones?"
Order him?
Outrageous!
Heita thought of the things he had heard about Cheng Che, and then thought of Huanyu's favor for Cheng Che, and tilted his head.
Hmm...it seems like I can only see the person's ribs.
Heita raised his head and looked at Cheng Che, "Invitation."