Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita.

again?
Wu Di was a little confused, when did he leave her alone.

But now she grabbed herself relentlessly, especially when she was so close.

Although the two have always been inseparable, they have never been so close before.

Speaking of which, since a long time ago, the two of them have been acting together.

If Wu Di hadn't been injured and had to take care of him this time, he wouldn't have lived with Ji Mengyao at all.

"I just went outside to smoke a cigarette"

"You stole sister's cigarettes again!"

Ji Mengyao forcibly turned Wu Di's face that did not dare to look back, and looked at him with angry eyes.

The eyes of the two are facing each other, and the distance is very close. Ji Mengyao is not unnatural at all, but Wu Di's body is even more stiff.

Suddenly, like a kitten, she began to sniff him.

"Meng Yao, you... are too close."

Wu Di spoke slowly, as if he was not used to two people being so close.

Ji Mengyao didn't listen to her at all, and patted him on the shoulder:

"You liar! You don't smell like smoke at all!"

"I"

Now Wu Di got stuck.

He remembered Shen Yiyue's instructions, so it was definitely impossible to tell her about going to Ning Yu and the others for advice on birthday presents.

The two suddenly stalemate like this.

Ji Mengyao looked at him, and he also looked at Ji Mengyao dumbly.

"Hmph! If you don't want to say it, forget it."

As if she gave up suddenly, she let go of Wu Di, fell back, and lay down on the sofa casually, looking like a drunk girl.

Only then did Wu Di heave a sigh of relief.

"You remember to put on a blanket, it's a bit cold at night."

He said softly to Ji Mengyao.

"I want you to take care of it! Go to sleep!"

Ji Mengyao turned her back and turned her face to the back of the sofa with a look of "don't listen or listen".

After a few seconds, she angrily pulled the blanket that Wu Di gave her just now to cover it.

Wu Di seemed to want to say something, but couldn't organize the words, so he gave up and went back to sleep in his room.

When Wu Di's door was closed, Ji Mengyao turned around.

He completely lost the drunk look just now, instead his expression was a little depressed, but it was obvious that he was sober.

She leaned back on the sofa again, staring at the thin moonlight coming in from the window.

Don't know what to think.

In another apartment.

Shen Qianqian had already fallen asleep in her room.

In the living room, Ning Yu turned down the volume of the electric piano to a very low level, playing a piece of music silently.

Shen Yiyue was also listening.

Both of them should still remember what happened to them before Wu Di came, but after being interrupted by Wu Di.

No one mentioned it tacitly.

"Xiao Yu, what's the name of this song?"

"It's called Moonlight."

What Ning Yu is playing is Claude Debussy's "Moonlight", not Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata".

"It's a fitting name, I feel like the moonlight is filling the room."

Shen Yiyue rested her chin and listened carefully. She didn't know whether she was enjoying the melody played by Ning Yu or Ning Yu's beautiful figure.

In the ambiguous dim light, her silver hair seemed to be the moonlight in Shen Yiyue's heart.

Shen Yiyue couldn't help showing a happy smile, feeling very satisfied, because no one else in the world disturbed them at this moment.

There were only her and Ning Yu.

She plays, she listens.

Slowly proceeding to the end, at the end, the room regained its tranquility like water.

"Are you going to sleep, Xiaoyu?"

It was very late at the moment, maybe because they both drank a little wine, neither of them seemed to be sleepy.

"Or, let me give you a song."

Ning Yu seemed to have thought of something, rolled up her silver hair, turned her head and said to Shen Yiyue with a smile.

"it is good."

There is no reason for Shen Yiyue to refuse, as long as she can hear Ning Yu's performance, she can play anything, let alone for herself.

Ning Yu gracefully put her fingers on the black keys of the piano, and a deep voice slowly sounded in the room.

Then followed by a series of gentle and delicate movements, surrounded by a graceful melody between the black and white keys.

Clear and soft, it seems to heal people's hearts.

Debussy's "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair".

These are songs that have never appeared in Blue Star.

If the apocalypse didn't happen after time travel, maybe he could really be a Wenchaogong, and he might not be able to enter the entertainment circle.

Just like those written in the Internet literature.

Shen Yiyue was seriously appreciating this song specially given to herself, and she was already a little distracted.

My heart seemed to be warmed by the notes, very comfortable.

As if communicating with Ning Yu through musical notes, listening to her narration.

Not words but better than words.

"Then what's the name of the song you gave me?"

It wasn't until Ning Yu finished playing for a long time that Shen Yiyue asked, wanting to know the name of the piece specially for her.

"Girl with Long Black Hair"

Without blushing, Ning Yu changed her original name, and silently said ten thousand words I'm sorry to Debussy.

Hope he doesn't lift the coffin lid and beat himself up.

"Smelly Xiaoyu, you made it up now, right?"

When Shen Yiyue heard this name, she suddenly felt a little shy, her face blushed uncontrollably as she questioned her.

Also the lighting in the room is not good so it's not very noticeable.

"Does it sound good?"

Ning Yu ignored Shen Yiyue and asked directly.

"Well, it sounds good"

Shen Yiyue replied honestly, lowering her head slightly, not daring to look at Ning Yu.

"This is for you because it's as beautiful as you are."

Ning Yu said with a smile.

"what"

Shen Yiyue's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly. She didn't expect Ning Yu to speak so bluntly.

Even what he wanted to say just now was stuck, as if he had lost his resistance.

But I always feel a little sweet, as if I got something I wanted.

Ning Yu didn't speak, Shen Yiyue lowered her head shyly and didn't dare to look at her.

After a while, she raised her head, Ning Yu was still looking at her quietly, her amber eyes were as pure and clear as ever.

"Thank you. I like it and am very happy."

Ning Yu turned off the electric piano, then slowly stood up.

"You can listen to it as many times as you want."

"it is good."

"It's getting late, go to bed early, good night."

"Good night."

a few days later.

Lin Hao suddenly contacted Ning Yu through a special method.

The two meet again in an empty apartment.

This time Lin Hao also brought a laptop, as if he wanted to show Ning Yu something.

"It seems that you have made some new discoveries?"

Ning Yu sat on a chair and looked at the lit laptop screen.

"That's right, I've unlocked part of it now."

Lin Hao opened the command line tool in his laptop and began typing a series of commands.

Immediately afterwards, a long string of incomprehensible characters began to flow, which seemed to be parsing.

After a while, the flow of characters stopped, and an executable program seemed to start running.

An audio player popped up, and a male voice sounded:

"Lacey, look, this is my utopian plan."