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There was a slight sound, and then a sharp blade that made one's teeth ache cut through the metal.
The Black Swan turned around suddenly, just in time to see a sharp claw extending from the popped bubble and poking towards the young man in front of it at an extremely fast speed.
"Cheng Che!" Xing's heart skipped a beat and he was about to hit him with the bat.
"Eh?"
Xing paused, staring blankly at the young man who was holding the claw and studying it.
The little curly-haired young man stood in front of a popped bubble, grabbing the claw of the monster he had met once before, and holding the other's body with his other hand, lifting his knees to hold the monster in place.
Cheng Che lowered his head and touched the monster's claws, then raised his head to look into the monster's weird eyes, "It doesn't look very tasty."
monster:……
woo woo woo woo!
It’s bad enough that you call yourself ugly, but now you’re calling yourself unpalatable?!
This is too much!
The little monster quietly looked at the Rememberer and the Nameless Guest who were about to stab him, silently shrank his body into the tattered memory bubble, and tried to retract his claws.
You can't cut it anymore, or it won't grow again.
It feels so wronged and wants to cry.
"Don't run away. Now that we're here, let's play together for a while." Cheng Che refused to let go and said calmly, "I'm quite curious about you. Even though you're ugly, I want to study your structure. Is that okay?"
monster:……
Are you sick? !
The little monster refused to agree and pulled his hand back forcefully.
Next to the little monster, a space rift quietly opened.
"Cheng Che!"
Xing's eyelids jumped, and she rushed forward, "No, no, no—"
Before he finished his words, the little monster dodged to the side, and the little curly-haired young man disappeared into the crack in the blink of an eye.
The crack closed silently, and even burped in front of Xing and Black Swan's shocked gazes.
star:……
Black Swan: …
monster:……
Xing blinked and looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. After a long while, he spoke in a trembling voice, "It's over. It's over now."
The monster, who had been attacking people but was defeated, quietly dodged and tried to leave here to attack other people.
Black Swan couldn't help but raise his hand to press his forehead and sighed heavily, "It's okay, I can try to find him, I'm more familiar with Memory Quality."
"This is not a question of whether we are familiar with each other or not." Xing's eyes widened, looking unacceptable, "Do you think I'm worried about Cheng Che?! I'm worried about Pinocchio!"
She grabbed the monster that she was so scared of just now and refused to let it leave. At the same time, she loudly explained to the Black Swan, "You don't understand Pinocchio, and you don't understand Cheng Che either?! He was eaten! He must have exploded from the inside out into a piece of garbage!"
Black Swan: …
Black Swan thought about the setbacks he had suffered since he met Cheng Che, then thought about what he had seen from Cheng Che's memory, and then thought about the rumors about Cheng Che.
After a moment, Black Swan had to admit that what Xing said made sense.
She took a deep breath and looked at the monster held by Xing. "Good boy, tell me where did you take Cheng Che? He is not as easy to talk to as me."
"Say it!"
Xing raised the bat and said seriously, "It's okay if you don't say it. I won't be the one who gets hurt anyway."
monster:……
The little monster, who was always arrogant and ruthless, squatted on the ground and curled up, covering his head with his strange claws, and his colorful eyes drooped and stared at the ground.
It doesn’t know either!
It's not the little crow it eats...
It doesn't eat crows!
No more hiccups!
"You don't tell me or you don't know?"
Xing also squatted down, frowned and looked at the monster who was arrogant one foot and aggrieved the other, his heart pounding.
She stared at the monster for a moment, then suddenly stood up and looked at the black swan, "Are you hungry?"
Black Swan: ???
The Black Swan's pupils shrank slightly, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should ask Xing why he asked this question or question whether Xing wanted to eat the little monster in front of him.
How can this be possible?!
"I..." Black Swan opened his mouth, feeling that even without Cheng Che, he was still very confused. This confusion came from Xing being influenced by Cheng Che.
Or maybe Xing was just a despicable person to begin with, and Cheng Che just turned on the switch that made him completely despicable.
"Let's go back and eat." Xing looked at Black Swan with innocent eyes and made a sincere suggestion, "Anyway, Cheng Che is lost in Pinocchio, so we can just go back and ask the family for him. We don't have to look for him, and we don't have to worry about the crisis in Pinocchio. Cheng Che will just blow up and come back to find us."
The Black Swan opened his mouth and said, "Huh?"
The belief of pioneering!
Didn't we agree that Wumingke would practice the will of pioneering? !
"That's it. We're on vacation, Cheng Che is pioneering... no... now I should say destroying." Xing was confused for a moment, then turned around and walked back the way he came. "I just feel a little sorry for Pinocchio."
Black Swan looked at Xing's back and said faintly, "Miss Liuying is not looking for you anymore?"
Chapter 665 This sounds so familiar!
After a dizzy moment of weightlessness, Cheng Che appeared in a strange place.
He listened to the sound of water, took two steps forward, and stared at the figure not far away with an expressionless face, "Mr. Latio, we meet again."
As soon as the words fell, the man in the bathtub's eyes changed, and he looked up at Cheng Che, "Why are you in my room?"
He finally managed to sort out the indescribable emotions caused by the crows, but now...
Here we go again, huh?!
"Why is it not important?" Cheng Che casually threw his bag on the table beside him, leaned on the edge of the table, and tried to frown. "What's important is that there is a person in your room. Can't you cover yourself? There is no foam in your bathtub, my friend!"
In other words, he had never cursed Latio, otherwise he would be the one with stye now!
"so what?"
Latio propped up his chin and leaned on the edge of the bathtub. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Che with a pair of cold and rational eyes. "This is the original appearance of human beings. Do you think I need to feel shy or uncomfortable? With all due respect, that kind of emotion is useless."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che sat on the edge of the table with an expressionless face, a little confused in his eyes, "Then...can't you consider my feelings? This makes me look like a pervert, breaking into your bathroom and watching you take a bath."
Hearing this, Latio raised his eyes and glanced at Cheng Che lightly, "You can turn around."
"Brother." Cheng Che raised his hand sincerely. Although he had no expression, his eyes were very lively. "I turned around and faced the mirror. What's the difference between this and looking directly at it?"
"The difference is that looking straight ahead is more open, while turning around becomes peeping." Latio propped up his chin and looked at Cheng Che, putting the book in his hand aside. "You look distressed? Do you need help?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded honestly, glanced around, found the trash can in the corner, and reached out to take it out.
After a series of things that needed to be censored, Cheng Che finally took out a bubble bath set.
He squatted on the edge of the bathtub, threw the little yellow duck and the little white horse in his hands into the bathtub, and finally threw a bath ball in, "Okay, this way I don't have any psychological burden."
Latio: ...
It's as if it happened before.
Latio raised his hand to test the water temperature and said calmly, "If you have any problems, solve them yourself. I'm taking a bath and don't like people interrupting my thoughts."
The cold and rational man glanced at the pile of mosaics next to the trash can and frowned slightly, "Take your things with you when you leave."
It's weird, especially since it's in a bathroom with a naked man in the bathtub.
"I know." Cheng Che said, looking around in the bathroom, and finally found a small stool and placed it next to the bathtub.
He looked at Latio and said seriously, "I have a question, can you help me answer it?"
"Think about it yourself. Think it through before asking me. Don't waste my time." Latio lowered his eyes and raised his hand to take a red apple from the table next to him.
He took a look at it and threw it to Cheng Che, "Eat."
Cheng Che: ...
This sounded familiar, like when he was a kid he wouldn't eat fruit but his brothers watched him eat it.
Cheng Che found a can of scented candles from a pile of trash, carefully identified the scent, lit it and put it aside, then took out a knife and sat next to the bathtub to slowly peel the skin, whispering, "Because I can't figure it out, I came to ask you, please help me, teacher."
Latio: ...
Latio watched Cheng Che peel the apple, cut it into small pieces, remove the core, and insert a toothpick before handing it to him. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, "Is this a flattery? Or a bribe?"
"This is considered a courtesy." Cheng Che bit the apple and recalled what happened to him. "I was trapped in my memory by something, traveling back and forth in my friend's memory. The order is messy, and the timeline is slightly behind my friend."
Hearing this, Latio nodded, "And then? Want to go out?"
"Why don't you ask me whose memory I am in now?" Cheng Che said calmly, biting an apple with a toothpick in his hand. "You don't even ask me where I came from or how I got here?"
"These questions are meaningless and will not help solve your dilemma." Latio swallowed a piece of apple and glanced at Cheng Che. "Answer my questions."
Cheng Che thought about it and shook his head. "I don't plan to go out. It's quite fun here. I plan to go out after I have enough fun. But I can't connect the pieces of memory in the correct order. It feels a bit messy."
After saying this, Cheng Che stood up, leaned over to take the fruit basket from the side, and looked down.
He threw away a few oranges with disgust, took out the pears underneath and slowly cut them.
"Oranges contain hesperidin, citric acid, malic acid, sugars, and pectin. Being picky about food is a bad habit." Latio glanced at Cheng Che, then looked away before continuing, "You don't have to draw a line. The order of these memories is not important. What's important is how to connect and associate the clues found in the memory."
Cheng Che looked down at the round oranges in the fruit basket and the tangerines beside them, and said softly, "I loved eating this kind of fruit when I was a child. When I grew up and lived in the hospital for a while, the nurses wouldn't let me touch a knife, so I could only peel the orange peel with my fingernails and then swallow it whole. Later, I didn't like it anymore."
Latio: ...