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She met Liuying's puzzled gaze, blinked, and then let go of her hand, "I almost forgot Jingyuan was not here. I was a little afraid that Jingyuan would jump up immediately as if he was facing a great enemy."
got used to.
Xing turned her head to look at Cheng Che, "So what on earth are you planning?"
"It feels very atmospheric." Cheng Che walked around the giant fountain twice, tilting his head slightly with no expression on his face, but with a clear light in his eyes. "I'll go back and ask Zhou Ri what kind of craftsmanship this is, so I can get some more of Yizhi."
He just likes collecting little things like this.
Hearing this, Xing nodded, but still couldn't help but remind, "So we should find a way out next."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che met Xing's gaze, raised his finger and pointed at himself, seeming a little unbelievable, "You ask me?"
In this day and age, the protagonist of a game asks someone else for help in deciphering puzzles?
This is totally different from him looking at strategy guides while playing games!
"Yes." Xing pointed at the various inverted decorations on the surrounding walls and ceiling, trying to persuade Cheng Che, "Look, we all have to go up. Aren't you curious about these things? You can play with them now."
Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. “When you said that, my curiosity instantly disappeared.”
When something you are interested in becomes a job, your interest and curiosity will disappear.
"Please." Xing pleaded seriously without changing her expression, "I don't think you want to see me rushing around and going through every one of them until I reach my destination."
At this point, Xing tilted his head and said, "What a waste of time."
She, the little star, has learned how to control Cheng Che.
She would either act like a spoiled child or beg for mercy, or she would say that she was so stupid that Cheng Che couldn't stand it anymore and would decipher it herself.
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked at Xing. After a long silence, he raised his hand.
Under the gaze of Xing and Liuying, Cheng Che raised his hand and started from one wall, drawing lines to connect every key point, and said calmly: "Go."
star:……
"So fast." Xing was confused for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Did you read the guide?"
"I just have some brains." Cheng Che sighed heavily, put his hands on Xing and Liuying's shoulders, and pushed them towards the wall, "It's fine to go around from here, but..."
"But what?" Xing was walking in front of Cheng Che. Although Cheng Che was holding his shoulders and pointing the way here and there, he still tried to be alert to changes around him.
Cheng Che stopped and frowned slightly as he looked at the abnormal robot that appeared in front of him and was walking around with a TV in its arms. "Go beat it up first. Remember not to break it too much. I want to take it apart and have a look."
Xing slammed the baseball bat on the red TV with his backhand, and pointed at the dog next to it, "Look, there's still soda hanging on it. Do you want to study it?"
Cheng Che looked sideways and pointed his finger at the corner, "I want this."
Xing Yi used his baseball bat to slam the red TV that was trying to come back to life onto the ground, then turned his head to look.
In the corner, an unidentified black creature was squatting on a purple dice, with two small white wings behind it.
"Does it look good?" Xing asked confusedly.
Cheng Che shook his head, then nodded, "I think it looks a little weird, but I want the twenty-sided dice under its butt."
Xing shook his head, shaking off all the confusion in his mind, and rushed towards the little monster not far away with a baseball bat.
Liuying clenched her palms and looked up at Cheng Che, "Do you need me to give you a gift? I don't think I've given you anything yet."
A trash can counts as half.
"Next time?" Cheng Che thought for a moment, then turned his head to watch Xing wielding a baseball bat and sweeping through the monster pile, snatching this and pulling that, like a tiller that leaves no grass behind. "Next time, let me touch your mecha, can I leave a message? My painting skills are great, I can draw a photo of you and Xing on your mecha."
Liuying wanted to nod, but shook her head instead, "Will this cause trouble for Xing?"
It doesn't matter to her, but it might be a problem for the Star Core Hunter Sam. What if someone sees it and holds a grudge against Xing?
"No, I don't think you will leave any survivors. Even if one or two survive, who would remember to observe what is painted on the mecha in such a state of panic?" Cheng Che shook his head and whispered, "I am very good at tightening screws. I can unscrew your mecha and paint the picture where only you can see it."
Firefly: ...
You have to draw it, right?
"Okay." Liuying nodded and glanced around, "Let's wait until we finish what's going on here."
Xing ran back quickly with a bunch of things in his arms, dragging two powerless monsters in his other hand, "Here, all for you!"
Cheng Che looked down at the soda bottle on the neck of a dog monster, and inexplicably recalled a cartoon he had watched when he was very young. It seemed as if an older brother or sister had shared his treasured disc with him.
In the cartoon, there is a St. Bernard dog sleeping soundly with a small wine barrel hanging around its neck. When you turn on the switch, the wine will flow out.
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked for a long time, then finally squatted down and stretched out his hand to shake the soda bottle, "I don't think something is right..."
"What's wrong?" Xing and Liuying looked at each other and squatted beside Cheng Che.
Three heads came together, and the girl looked at Cheng Che with worried and puzzled eyes.
Cheng Che held the 20-sided dice in his arms and patted it, his eyes a little blank, "It seems that ever since I entered the dream, I always think of the memories that are hidden deep inside, when I was eating hamburgers with Sha Jin, when I was sitting in the cart, when I was eating ice cream, when I saw this dog..."
There are many more, all fragmented memories.
Cheng Che raised his head and looked at the empty ceiling. His voice was inexplicably gloomy. "Who is snooping into my memory?"
Chapter 631 Are you sick?
The chaotic memories formed a chaotic dream. Three figures squatted together on the ground, looking at each other in silence.
"Spy? Memory?"
Liuying looked at Cheng Che suspiciously, as if she was a little puzzled. "I heard that there are indeed people who remember coming to Pinocchio, but... can you be sure?"
Cheng Che doesn't seem to have a script, so will Cheng Che's revenge affect her script?
But her script really doesn't have much substance.
"I think so. I've never recalled the past so often." Cheng Che sat on the ground expressionlessly, rubbing a twenty-sided dice in his arms, with a slightly unhappy tone, "My memory is neither good nor bad. Even if I think of these things, I shouldn't feel this kind of melancholy. But now... I always feel that my emotions are somewhat affected by the memories."
It is normal for normal people to have some emotional fluctuations when thinking about something.
But for him...
Not normal, very abnormal.
Xing frowned and looked at Cheng Che. After thinking for a while, he asked doubtfully, "Does it have any effect on you?"
"Yes, I won't be able to sleep well." Cheng Che sighed again, looking very distressed. "If my emotions get out of control, I will suffer from insomnia, headaches, anxiety, and maybe even cry secretly under the covers."
star:……
The worry that Xing had in her heart disappeared instantly, and she looked at Cheng Che with a speechless look, "You don't have to be the last one. If you really want to cry, please let me know to watch."
I was quite worried and angry at first, but the atmosphere was suddenly ruined.
"Then I want to watch it too." Liuying was silent for a moment, but still raised her hand silently, "Add me."
Cheng Che's mouth twitched, and his eyes swept over the two girls in front of him, "You two can go on a date, but why do you have to harm me?"
Eating dog food is painful enough, why should we watch him lose control?
"No way!" Cheng Che stared into Xing's eyes and said seriously, "Why should I cry? The person who secretly read my memory like a thief didn't cry, so why should I cry!"
Xing was confused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Liuying, "It seems that we don't need to find a murderer, we just need to find someone who is crying madly."
Now that it's all out, how can I not cry?
You can look down on Cheng Che, but you cannot look down on Cheng Che’s mouth!
Liuying recalled the information she knew about Cheng Che and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, we just need to see who is crying and beat them up, but..."
Liuying paused, looking hesitantly at Xing and then at Cheng Che, "Pinocone's dream... It feels like everyone's mental state is not normal, and there are still many people crying."
You have to distinguish carefully.
Hearing this, Xing shook her head and said, "No, we need to find someone who cries in both reality and dreams."
Firefly: ...
That makes sense, but...
Liuying looked at Cheng Che hesitantly, "Then... will that Star God cry?"
The Rememberer is not the only one who likes memories. A certain star god is also watching quietly like a security guard in charge of the monitoring room.
"Who knows? How would I know if He cried or not?" Cheng Che muttered, holding his chin with both hands and looking blank. "So who is messing around with other people's memories? How is this different from secretly reading my diary?"
And it feels like I'm not just watching recent memories, but watching it from beginning to end.
What catches your eyes?
Have you seen him shamelessly acting like a spoiled child and asking for pocket money since he was a child?
"Are you angry?" Xing reached out and patted the fainted monster beside him, frowning slightly, "If you are angry, curse more. Anyway, we can't find it now."
Hearing this, Cheng Che looked at Xing in surprise, "Aren't you angry that someone read your diary? Do you know that memory is more private than a diary?!"
"I never write a diary." Xing spread his hands innocently, and said seriously, "I know, but it doesn't seem like a big deal. If it were my memory, I might see a wide variety of trash cans."
Cheng Che: ...
I feel like Xing’s brain is broken.
Cheng Che took a deep breath, his eyes fell on Xing's face, and he counted on his fingers to explain to Xing, "Looking through my memories, you will see everything I've experienced from my perspective. Even if it's a third-party perspective, it will be very strange, for example... my naked appearance when I was just born, my mother's sweat and tears with broken capillaries, my father's anxiety, my grandparents' expectations, my brothers and sisters holding my hands and teasing me, and later..."
At this point, Cheng Che paused, his face expressionless and his words quickly said, "Aunty changed diapers, aunt fed milk, got into trouble when I was a child, cursed when I was a child, looked at my naked body in the mirror when I took a bath, and went crazy when I looked at the game screen when I grew up... That's not good."
Is this a question of privacy or not?
This is not a privacy issue at all!!!
Who doesn’t look in the mirror and check out their abs after taking a shower?
Thanks to you!
star:……
Firefly: ...
The two girls looked at each other, and after a glance, they both noticed the confusion in each other's eyes.
The two of them turned their heads silently, staring at Cheng Che, from his eyes to the tip of his nose, then to his lips, and finally slowly moving down along his neck, their eyes flickering with unclear meanings.
Cheng Che raised his hand to cover his chest, "You don't look like good people now."