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Meanwhile, in the Asdena system, parking lot.
Pam looked up from holding the small broom, and said in a childish voice with a hint of irritability, "Pam smells the bad nameless guest, Pam!"
Chapter 756: No more going out to play!
"What about me?"
Hua Huo dug herself out of the garbage heap, not caring about the garbage that looked complicated. She just looked at the black hand with expectant eyes, "I want to touch the head too!"
Why!
There is no such thing as being partial to someone so blatantly in public, right? !
At least you have to do the work of saving face!
Oh, happiness is embarrassing, forget it.
"Okay." Agu made a reluctant sound, but still rubbed Hanabi's head with his fingertips, "Is it okay?"
Hanabi blinked and nodded seriously. The twin ponytails on the back of her head bounced up and down as she nodded, with her hair flying all over the place. "That's enough! But you have to wait first!"
As she spoke, Huahu quickly took out her cell phone and took a selfie with her black hand.
After taking the photo, Hanabi completely ignored the God of Fun who was touching her head, and posted her photo in every group chat with an excited look on her face, with the caption [Ms. Hanabi was touched on the head by the God of Fun~~~]
Before he finished typing the last wave to express his emotion, two trash cans appeared nearby, and quickly squeezed out fireworks and threw them into the hands of the God of Fun. A blue head and a masked head emerged from them, and they said in unison, "I want one too, I want one too!"
Agu tilted his head, "Gugu?"
Suddenly I felt like an old bird that had not returned to its nest for a long time. The little birds at home had just hatched, and were tilting their heads back and opening their mouths wide, waiting to be fed.
Agu thought for a moment and put his fingers on the heads of Sambo and Giovanni. "Alright, alright, it won't be fun if you keep touching me. Let's go."
Before Agu could retract his hand, Sambo jumped up quickly, holding the black hand and refusing to let go, "Wait a minute, everyone in our tavern is here to have fun. When you came, did you see the asteroid belt-like thing outside Pinocchio? Those are our tavern's spaceships, wait a minute!"
Agu: ...
Will it be fun to have A-Gu's book signing?
Yes, but not much, and it’s easy to get tired.
Agu shook off Sangbo and finally pointed at Cheng Che with his finger, "Eat, let's have some fun after eating, Gugu is leaving first."
The gap in the sky shrank, and Agu stuffed a mask into Cheng Che's arms, poked the garbage pile, and then left reluctantly.
The laughter that roamed the world disappeared, and the star gods once again disappeared into the universe, leaving only a group of travelers who fulfilled their destiny and moved forward for their own pleasure.
To say that happiness is laughter is too superficial; it should be a story written by a few short years of life. Immersing yourself in it, feeling the satisfaction brought by various emotions, even regrets, should make people happy.
Even sadness should be deep and penetrating, and even happiness should make people laugh out loud. Parting makes people smile through tears, and reunion brings a temporary sense of belonging.
Immersing oneself in joy is not an escape from reality, but an important vehicle for the pursuit of truth and meaning, just like Pinocchio's dream.
Hanabi tilted her head and looked at the disappearing God of Fun. After a while, she patted the shoulder of the Fun Man beside her and said seriously, "Master Hanabi is excited! We stole the Pinocchio!"
"Although I usually don't like you, I still have to nod at this time." Sangbo held his chin and looked at the various small pieces of garbage beside him eagerly, and nodded, "Plus one."
"Plus one, we can make money and have fun." Giovanni nodded repeatedly, and the mask on his face showed a serious smile, "Let's cede the land and become king!"
"Give 30% of the profits to Yaliluo No. 6. They are too poor and I can't stand it." Cheng Che responded, analyzing seriously, "Give some to Luofu. They came all the way to see me, which is quite loyal."
"The rest will be given to the tavern!" Hanabi's eyes were as bright as stars, as if receiving praise from the gods was also a pleasure, "Okay! Listen to me, you fun people! Let's go and occupy Pinocchio now!"
As she spoke, Hanabi raised her phone and shook it, "Let's go!"
Sang Bo was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on Cheng Che, "What about you? What are you going to do?"
"Go stroll around and find some fun." Cheng Che stood up, packed all kinds of small garbage into a sack, and placed it aside, ready to take it back to the train and eat it slowly. He also picked out a few memory crystals to carry with him as snacks.
He looked at Walter, thought for a moment, and then spoke, “Mr. Walter, go to the theater and wait for me. I’ll be back soon.”
Hearing this, Walter smiled faintly and nodded, “Okay.”
There is no danger at all. He just wants to see if some dead god can come back to life and defeat all the forces that are united now.
Tsk, this is also considered harmony, right?
On the side, Zhou Ri's eyes fell on Cheng Che, and he was hesitant to speak.
He thought for a moment and looked at the robin, “Can you stay with Mr. Walter and wait for me to come find you?”
The robin seemed to have guessed something and looked at Sunday with sad eyes, "Brother..."
"It's okay." Sunday smiled a little, raised his hand and touched the top of the robin's head, "I promise you, I will definitely come to find you."
Under the worried gaze of the robin, Cheng Che walked up to Sunday and calmly invited him, "I don't have a tour guide. Can I ask Mr. Sunday to accompany me to visit Pinocchio?"
Sunday nodded slightly, "It's my honor."
He looked at the robin deeply, then walked to the side.
Cheng Che followed him for two steps, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the robin, "Don't look at me with such a flag-raising look, I won't eat your brother."
Robin raised his hand to his heart and forced a smile, "Okay, I... believe you."
"It's not nice to smile like this." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He took out a wet tissue and wiped his palms. Then he raised his hand and pressed the corner of the robin's mouth and lifted it up. "Laugh from the bottom of your heart. I won't lie to you, so I won't do anything to your brother."
Although he hated the so-called order, but... he didn't see much order in Sunday.
Sunday’s desire for control seems like order, but when it comes down to it, isn’t it also pure love?
"Okay." The robin smiled with tears in his eyes, "I understand."
"It's okay. If he gets lost, I can compensate you with a boyfriend." Cheng Che said seriously, "Who made him so cold and indifferent? He didn't even tell his sister when he went out to play. If I had a brother like him, I would write about him in my diary and curse him every night. Believe me, although my first love is still there, but I have seen other people's love, and I will definitely not let you-"
Before he could finish his words, Cheng Che was pulled away.
Sunday stood in front of the robin with an expressionless face, gnashing his teeth and saying, "I'm not going out to play!"
Chapter 757 Death, or death.
"Oh, you're so angry!"
The blue-haired man patted Zhou Ri's shoulder like a good friend, his face full of emotion, "I have known Cheng Che for such a long time, and he would never kill someone intentionally for his own selfish desires!"
"Humph." Zhou Ri was unmoved. Although he was now considered a half-prisoner, he did not back down on his sister's matter. "He once committed attempted murder in the name of the Star Core Hunter in the Immortal Boat. Isn't this considered intentional homicide?"
He didn't kill her, but it was intentional!
He doesn't believe it!
"Oh, about this matter, he was still young. He was less than one year old at the time. It's understandable that he made some mistakes. He changed later!"
Sambo pushed Zhou Ri's shoulder and tried to persuade him, "It's okay. He has never used his wife as his ultimate move to kill any pretty girl. Although he looks serious but is actually not serious, he is very kind to girls. Sometimes he can't even curse a little girl!"
"Ha." Sunday sneered again, "Look at your companions."
Sambo: ...
Sambo turned his head silently, glanced at Hanabi whose hair was falling out, then blinked, looking very dazed.
After a while, Sambo took a deep breath, "There is no gender for fun people! Everyone is measured by how much fun they have! Let's go, let's go."
Sang Bo tried to push Zhou Ri to the side, "Don't worry, I will go to the audition site with Mr. Walter and keep an eye on it for you! You just need to take Cheng Che away and keep an eye on your sister and you'll be safe."
Sunday deadpanned, "I won't trust any Joy Walker again!"
"Then you should trust the Joyful Envoy, he is right beside you!" Sambo pushed Sunday and urged him, "Hurry up, so that we can occupy Pinocchio!"
They are all having so much fun at Pinocchio, how can they not return?!
It doesn’t make sense!
So now they are going to put a big label on Pinocchio to indicate ownership!
Sunday closed his eyes and was about to say something when someone hugged his shoulders.
Cheng Che expressionlessly directed several trash cans to take his small trash to the hotel room to store it first, and then he hooked his arm around Zhou Ri’s shoulder and walked away, “Why do you always not believe me?”
"You can be trusted with some things, but not now." Sunday deadpanned, the wings behind his ears trembling, "I won't let anything happen to the robin again."
"You think too much." Cheng Che bit Yizhi and spoke calmly, thinking about where to go next. "You come back after playing and keep an eye on me. Doesn't that mean I have no chance?"
At this point, Cheng Che sighed softly, "I've made friends with so many good-looking people, but there's not even one like Huo Huo. You really don't believe me."
Hearing this, Sunday's eyes flickered, "Should I believe it?"
“Shouldn’t I?” Cheng Che turned his head to look at Zhou Ri with a calm face. “I honestly admit that I am a paranoid and crazy person with inconsistent self-control. Although it sounds a bit narcissistic and embarrassing, I still have to say that I have tried my best to control myself. The education and discipline I received are all for me to be independent when I have no relatives or friends, and to become a normal and ordinary person. I am doing well now, and I will definitely do better in the future. In order not to let all these years of hard work go to waste, I will not do the things you think I should do.”
At this point, Cheng Che paused and put his hand on Zhou Ri's shoulder. "But I can understand you. If a yellow-haired guy said in front of me that he wanted to date my sister and then kill her, I would kill that stinky man immediately."
Sunday almost couldn't help rolling his eyes.
He walked silently on the streets of Pinocchio, his hands behind his back slowly clenching into fists, as if he was slowly making up his mind.
Everything about Pinocchio was so familiar to him, just like a bird in a cage that always knew where the water source was, where the food was, and where the place to rest was.
People come and go in Pinocchio, and many of them disappear in the torrent of dreams, but there are also many people who break free from the shackles of dreams and go to the world to spread the good name of Pinocchio.
Some stayed with him, some flew away like robins.
But once you have been to Pinocchio and experienced the beauty of dreams, you will be like a robin, with an invisible chain tied around your ankle forever, tempting you to come back again like a drug.
After a long silence, Sunday sighed softly with a relieved smile on his face, "You punctured the beautiful dream I tried so hard to build, and also cut off my cage. Now I am your prisoner."
Cheng Che tilted his head, "Hmm?"
"Do you want to raise a caged bird that has lost its ability to fly?" Zhou Ri stopped, turned his head to look at Cheng Che, and said calmly: "Or throw a bird that can't fly out of the cage? Set it free in the name of doing good for him, but ignore the fact that he can't fly anymore?"
At this point, Sunday paused and said calmly: "As long as the robin can still fly, I can choose death or a cage."
Cheng Che: ...
Are you serious?
Why has this topic become so heavy?
Cheng Che looked at Zhou Ri in silence, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
After a while, he bit a memory crystal into pieces with a click, chewed it and swallowed it before speaking, "Why do you think I would have such an idea?"
"Well, maybe you said that before."
Sunday chuckled, walked with his hands behind his back on the busy yet luxurious street, feeling the familiar dream, "You smell the same scent on me, possession, control, disguise, and confidence."