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Xing confirmed again and again that Cheng Che would not make a sound, then he let go of his hand and looked at Zhou Ri, "What's the matter? Did you find out that Cheng Che secretly cursed you? Or are you a little angry because you didn't beat Gallagher just now, and you plan to call two helpers to fight together?"
Sunday:……
He now really wanted to tear off his disguise and shout "Taichu Youwei!"
Sunday took a deep breath, tried to stop his voice from shaking with anger, and asked calmly, "When are we going to get down to business?"
Just now, when he saw Xing running away, he thought that things were about to get serious, but he didn't expect...
I got two special drinks and continued my daily routine of eating melons and watching the fun.
He suddenly believed that Akivali was not dead, but was consumed by joy. Otherwise, how could he explain the strange behavior of the train group? !
Hearing this, Xing was slightly stunned.
She stretched out her hand and scratched the back of her head in confusion. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she turned to the happy trio who were plucking the bird and shouted, "Stop fighting!"
Since you can't stop watching the fun, why not put the fun away first, right?
Chapter 744 I’ll owe it to you first.
The colorful wine was drunk bit by bit, and the straw inserted in it swayed left and right, but he still took a breath of air with a whirring sound.
Cheng Che looked at the wine glass, stuffed it into a sealed bag and held it in his hand, then looked at Xing through the lens, "Let's go, let's do something, only when everything is over can I stay in my bedroom and sleep for two days and two nights."
Xing raised her head and looked at Cheng Che, "You still can't sleep now? Do you know who locked you up? Why don't you go beat them up and you can rest right away."
"I know, but I'm too lazy to do anything." Cheng Che frowned slightly, and sighed after looking around, "Besides, I can't beat him. I can't throw my boss on his head to fight, right?"
Although he is a well-controlled antisocial personality, but...
Things like destroying the world are just something you can think about in your mind. If you really do it, Cheng Che will no longer be Cheng Che.
Only by trying hard to abide by the rules and overcome impulses can we live a normal life.
Cheng Che took the dying Agu from Hua Huo's hands, looked at the last feather on its wing, thought for a moment, raised his hand and plucked the last feather off, then put it in the belly pocket of his sweatshirt, "It's okay now. After all, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, but not really uncomfortable."
A feeling of not being physically tired but mentally exhausted.
Hearing this, Xing nodded thoughtfully. She shook Cheng Che's coat and raised her chin to the side. "Then let's go. Let's finish it quickly and go back to rest. I'll take a nap and find all the origami birds when I get up."
Cheng Che: ...
So energetic.
If it doesn't work, why not go find Lanaro?
Cheng Che looked at Xing with a puzzled look, and after a while he turned his head to look at Gallagher beside him, "Then we will split up? Go back to the dreamland on Sunday to find the traitor? Will the train crew be ready for battle?"
Gallagher: ...
Gallagher took a deep look at Cheng Che who unconsciously raised his head. His eyes swept over the canine teeth that were always faintly visible when the other person spoke, and he couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth.
I'm drunk.
Then...will Pinocchio disappear completely?
"We are not finished yet." Walter finally spoke, holding the cane in both hands with a calm face, lowering his eyes slightly, and the lenses reflected a white light. "Mr. Gallaher wants to take us to see something. Mr. Sunday and Miss Mockingbird, please wait here for a while."
Hearing this, Sunday nodded slightly and looked at the robin standing beside him.
Robin still had a gentle smile on his face. He nodded slightly when he heard the words, but he still looked back and forth at the train crew with a hesitant look.
San Yue Qi touched the back of his head, looked at the robin and then at the firefly hesitantly, and still keenly sensed a strange atmosphere.
If you can’t figure it out, just stop thinking about it, but your intuition tells you that there’s something wrong!
March 7 reached out and patted Robin's hand, smiled, walked forward, took Ji Zi's arm, and followed behind Gallaher.
Cheng Che was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he followed the group up the towering stairs to the top.
Walter slowed down his pace slightly, walked beside Cheng Che and whispered, "What is the purpose of the Star Core Hunter's action in Pinoconi?"
Cheng Che: ???
Cheng Che turned his head blankly and looked at Walter, his face full of innocence, “I don’t know.”
How could he know that the script file he received only contained one sentence asking him to take it easy, what else could it be?
Cheng Che pointed at the girl standing at the bottom of the stairs and said, "Why don't we ask Liuying?"
Walter lowered his eyes, “I asked, but I always felt something was wrong.”
The Star Core Hunter seems to care a lot about the stars, and Cheng Che...
"Why did the Star Core Hunters insist on letting you join them?" Walter was silent for a moment, his eyes swept over March Seven's jumping back, and he asked in a low voice, "You seemed to say that they pestered you to join?"
Cheng Che nodded, thought for a moment and then spoke again, "It's like an animation. The original protagonist and supporting roles have been determined, but suddenly an audience member joins the story, which may easily lead to some unpredictable dangers."
"I understand." Walter nodded slightly, and the messy thoughts in his mind gradually became clear. "To prevent the plot from getting out of control, we need to bind the outsiders who suddenly joined with the original members and establish a connection to predict the next move?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che responded, twisting the candy wrapper with his fingertips, trying to fold a small flower with the candy wrapper that was smaller than a note paper, "What did Mr. Walter think of?"
Hearing this, Walter shook his head, "Nothing, I just think this Harmony Festival seems too complicated. The original vacation..."
Not to mention.
We are here for vacation, but also for exploration.
For Wumingke, exploration is work!
"Okay, but we still have to be careful of the star cores." Cheng Che said in a low voice, lowering his eyes and picking up the trash can next to him, looking through it, "It doesn't make sense that there are star cores everywhere, but Pinocchio is an exception."
Walter: ...
Is this a jinx or simply a narrative of reality?
Walter was silent for a moment, watching Cheng Che pick up the trash can and walk upwards, and spoke after a while, “If there really is a star core, then the family is too bold.”
The Gala Star, a famous holiday resort in the Milky Way, has a star core? And it's still hiding?
It's really outrageous.
"This is how the world is. The timid die of starvation and the bold die of gluttony. But it seems that everyone has to die." Cheng Che seemed a little unsure and walked up the stairs slowly. "I don't like climbing stairs. When I was a child, I went to play at an elder brother's house. He lived in an old house for the convenience of going to work. The building has eight floors and the ceilings are very high. Every time he told young people to move more, he asked me to go downstairs to help pick up the express and do some shopping."
Walter pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly, “Climbing stairs helps exercise your body and is a good way to burn fat, but going down the stairs is not good, it will hurt your knees.”
Cheng Che's breathing paused for a moment, and then he climbed the stairs silently, "That's true."
Before he could finish his words, the end of the stairs appeared in front of him.
Cheng Che paused, looking at the thing in front of him that looked like a tombstone plaque, and couldn't help but frowning.
San Yue Qi took a step back, tilted his head and looked at the scene in front of him with confusion.
After thinking for a moment, San Yue Qi looked at the trash can in Cheng Che's hand, and raised his head to look at Cheng Che, "Should we pick up a few bouquets of flowers? White chrysanthemums?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che lowered his eyes, put the trash can on the steps beside him, and reached out his hand to feel around inside. "Gardenia, it smells good, and has a good meaning. Persist in protecting, love and promises."
San Yueqi nodded suddenly, but saw that Cheng Che had already stretched out his other hand and placed it in front of Walter, "I said three unknown guests, right? Come on, you lose."
Walter: ...
Walter was silent for a long time, then he touched his pocket and took out a candy that March 7 had just given him and put it in Cheng’s palm, “I’ll owe you first.”
No hair loss.
If your hair falls out now, you won't look handsome when you fight later.
What does Chapter 745 mean?
Liumeng Reef is always gray, with blue and purple lights, hiding all the buildings under a luxurious dream, leaving only a lonely gravekeeper quietly guarding the graves of a few unknown guests.
Or maybe, it’s not a grave, just a simple plaque with the name and life story on it. There is no burial, and not even a piece of clothing can be placed under the tombstone to express condolences.
Several anonymous guests stood in front of the nameplate, pulled out bunches of white gardenias from the trash can, quietly placed them next to the nameplate, and lit white thumb-sized candles.
The lights flickered, and the candlelight turned the white petals into a dim yellow, and the breeze seemed to bring the old friends buried in time to meet the new generation of unknown guests.
Cheng Che moved the trash can some distance away and looked at the nameplate in front of him in silence, wondering whether he should pick up another bottle of wine.
But it’s not my hometown, so worship doesn’t necessarily require alcohol.
Besides... this is not a grave, and this doesn't count as a worship.
Cheng Che was silent for a long time, and finally looked away, staring at the ground beside him, wondering what he was thinking.
"What's wrong?" Xing ended his moment of silence, and after coming to his senses, he suppressed the disappointment in his heart and looked at Cheng Che in confusion, "You don't seem very happy?"
"I'm not used to this kind of occasion. I'm not used to separation yet." Cheng Che lowered his eyes, took off his glasses and wiped them on the corner of his clothes for a while, then continued: "I have only attended two funerals since I was a child. One was for a relative, and the other was for a distant cousin who I had rarely seen and had no feelings for."
star:……
Indeed, she didn't like it and was not used to it.
Although this heavy atmosphere makes people sad, there is also a sense of emptiness that makes people feel at a loss for words.
All words become pale, all emotions become superficial, and it seems that only silence can suppress sadness and emotion.
Xing took a deep breath, stretched out her fingers to hook Cheng Che's hand and shook it, "It's okay, I'll -"
Having said that, Xing suddenly stopped talking, feeling that what he said didn't sound very nice.
She looked at the threat in Cheng Che's eyes, thought for a moment and changed the subject, "We won't meet him again in the future."
"That makes sense." Cheng Che nodded, calmly agreeing with Xing's statement, and then put on his glasses and looked up at everything in front of him, "It's a bit heavy."
He had never experienced any particularly heavy scenes. He was too young to attend the funeral before he traveled through time. He had people around him to rely on, so he just needed to be sad. But now...
Although I don’t know him and have never seen him, I always feel a little uncomfortable.
After a while, Walter took a deep breath and moved his gaze to the three children who were standing side by side, holding hands and waiting for their tasks. “Do you need some private space to sort out your mood?”
"No need." Cheng Che shook his head calmly, "Don't overestimate my empathy and emotions."
Walter: ...
I almost forgot that this is a madman with no emotions.
Walter looked away as if nothing had happened and looked at Gallagher, "We already know about the unknown guest and the watchmaker, so what's next? Mr. Gallagher's private conversation with us should not be just to inform us of the whereabouts of our predecessors, right?"
Hearing this, Gallagher nodded.