Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 306 Brother and sister meet
"The rusty chain was eventually pulled, even though every crack in it claimed to have severed the future.

But the meaning of the chain is never the chain itself, but the things it binds.

So I waited.

Waiting to see which link will groan first, the rusted shackles, the rotten anchor, or the corroded pile.

Today, none of them matter.

Because you are already on your way.

No matter where you are, you can't escape becoming part of the gear, and together with me, continue to turn this machine that has long been out of control."

As the little girl spoke, she stroked the spine of the book beside her with her right hand, which had six fingers.

Different from Xiaohu's dry voice, the little girl's voice is melodious and crisp, and she uses a standard New Zealand accent. Xiaohu knows that his twin sister is like this. Wherever she goes, she will master the language, culture and customs related to this civilization in a very short time.

For a period of time afterwards, she would use this civilized language tone to convey her thoughts.

But... she said a lot of things, what on earth did she mean? Xiaohu tilted his head and looked at his twin sister in confusion.

The air fell into silence. After a while, the little girl coughed and continued to explain:

“Well…the chain represents the connection between us.

And claiming that you have cut off the future means that you have hidden yourself away without permission and cut off the connection between us.

The rusty shackles and rotten anchor refer to the guy just now. Only through him can I find you and lure you out.

To continue turning this out-of-control machine means we are now leaving for the Lost Sea to do just that.”

As the little girl explained, Xiaohu tilted his head and thought, as if he was trying to understand the connection between the metaphors, but a look of doubt was still on his face.

“Pu la la la…”

The books on the bookshelf fluttered in the air like clumsy moths, and they seemed to feel the anger and hatred of their owner.

"Then I'll explain it more clearly.

Because of your... act of hiding your own identity, it took me two months to find you.

When I arrived at New Newrent, I only found the guy I just saw. I searched his villa countless times a few days ago, but found nothing except two idiots from the Saint's Sect.

Today I can only use him as bait to lure you over.

If you don't stop him, he'll lose himself in endless stories in a little while.

Now that you have appeared, hurry up and come with me to the Lost Sea..."

At this point, Xiaohu on the opposite side clenched his right fist and knocked it hard on the palm of his left hand, indicating that he understood.

In fact, they can communicate with each other telepathically, but the little girl seems to be particularly obsessed with using modern civilized words to embellish and express her ideas.

"Don't go."

Xiaohu's answer was bland and dry, just like usual.

The books flying all over the sky finally received instructions from their angry owner. The white pages fell like snowflakes, but Xiaohu just stood there without any reaction.

In just a dozen seconds, Xiaohu was wrapped by countless pages of books into a huge milky white cocoon.

The little girl waved her hand, and the books returned to where they belonged.

But before she could take the next step, a hole appeared on the white cocoon, revealing Xiaohu's little head. Some pages of the book seemed to have rebelled and grew green bark and buds, which gathered into a tree hand and tore the cocoon open from the inside.

Xiaohu stood quietly in the cocoon, looking at his sister.

"Don't talk about it here, go home and talk about it."

After saying this, Xiaohu's body gradually became transparent and finally disappeared in the room.

"go home?"

The little girl gritted her teeth, her body gradually became transparent, and she chased after him.

……

"Would you like to go home after the dinner? I can bring some food back to Xiaohu."

At this time, in front of the huge dressing table in the dressing room, Mili Tang had changed her clothes and was sitting on the dressing table, letting the other two maids put on makeup and arrange her clothes for her. Liu Yonglu was on the list of distinguished guests, and the female companion he brought had the right to use the royal dressing room.

The two maids who were doing makeup for Millie Tang were very meticulous. If it was an ordinary court lady, it would just be a routine job for them. But the girl in front of them... They had stayed in the Summer Palace for more than ten years and had never seen such a flawless face.

Sitting on the luxurious palace chair, Millie Tang changed into the dark purple evening dress she was going to wear today. This dress was taken from home. Her mother told her when she was a child that this was the dress she was wearing when she met her father.

But... it was a little big, especially the top, so the maid brought the sewing box to modify it for her on the spot.

Millie Tang wore lavender agate pendants on her neck and earlobes, which further highlighted the fairness and smoothness of her skin.

There were four hat stands on the dressing table, on which hung Millie Tang's alternative wigs. However, at this moment, Millie Tang still had that eye-catching short black hair. Facing the huge dressing mirror, Millie Tang turned her face to the left, admiring her makeup and the pendant on her ear in the mirror.

"I'm asking you a question! Do you want to go home tonight?"

Seeing that Liu Yonglu did not respond for a long time, Millie Tang turned back and asked sternly, "I don't know what's wrong with this guy. He has been in a daze since he entered the door."

The two maids beside him covered their mouths and chuckled. The gentleman in front of him was probably stunned by Miss Millie Tang's beauty. He had no idea what tricks this silly guy used to make Miss Millie Tang agree to be his dance partner.

"Ah...ah! Go home, go home."

Liu Yonglu suddenly came back to his senses and agreed casually. He said that his current condition was very strange. It didn't seem like he was drunk. In the past, when he was drunk, his words were incoherent and completely illogical, which was commonly known as blackout.

But now I can think and speak smoothly, but there is one thing: I can't figure out the subject!
In the final analysis, it was because he was too engrossed in reading the three books just now. This damn immersive feeling, when he sat in the chair, sometimes he felt like he was still on a pirate's deserted island, and sometimes he felt like he was walking in the desert with masked men to look for treasure.

Fortunately, Mi Li'er was sitting in the dressing room, and seeing her at least helped alleviate the symptoms a little, just like a cargo ship that has deviated from its course and can only be pulled back to the correct course by seeing the navigation mark.

But this also produced a side effect, which is that he is now a little confused about the identities of Liu Yonglu and Richie. Sometimes he feels like he is still backstage at the Tianjin Quyi Troupe, and sometimes he wakes up and knows that he is in the summer palace in New Newrent.

"This wig is not good. I guess no one will like it. You can change it."

While Liu Yonglu was stunned, Millie Tang was directing the maid to choose a wig for her. Now the maid brought her a golden bun in the fashionable style of the palace, embellished with blue and gold hair ribbons.

"Then let me think about it."

In front of Millie Tang was a head of long black hair and a head of curly brown hair.

"Mr. Rich, which color do you think suits me better?"

Liu Yonglu was still in his unlucky state, leaning on the back of a chair with a blank look in his eyes. At this moment, he was shouting loudly on the podium in the small town.

When Liu Yonglu first entered the room, he thought about telling Millie Tang everything he had just experienced, or letting her help him analyze it as he did before.

But after trying several times, it didn't work. When my mind was clear, my mouth wasn't working, and when my mouth was working, my brain was a mess and we just couldn't coordinate.

Now he tries hard and can answer fluently at best.

"Ricky! I'm asking you a question." Millie Tang turned around and said angrily.

"Oh, ah, the black one, the black one."

"Then wear black. Remember to make the front hair loose for me, so that it can cover the left side of my face."

Herama was at the dinner party, and Milly Tang did not forget this. She had teardrop moles painted on the corners of her eyes, and the long wig could help her cover some of her facial features as much as possible.

“Ricky, you go in first later, I’m a little sleepy and want to take a nap while I put on my makeup.

But don't forget to take your two beauties into the reception room when you pass by it later."

"Beauty...Beauty? What beauty? Wang Zhaojun or Yang Yuhuan?"

Liu Yonglu was now confused about his identity. In his mind, he was standing backstage at the folk art troupe and chatting with the guy who was singing and commenting on opera.

"Miss Dora and Miss White, who else?"

Millie Tang licked the lipstick on her lips, feeling quite happy. Why did this guy suddenly change his personality today and even pretend to be stupid to make herself happy?

She didn't know that Liu Yonglu was really confused now.

"Oh...oh...lead it in, lead it in."

Liu Yonglu walked out in a daze. Before leaving the house, he patted his face and glanced at his "beacon".

Millie Tang also felt his gaze and blinked at him through her black wig. The sunlight was shining into the room. Millie Tang made a naughty face and Liu Yonglu couldn't help but stare in amazement.

This is a reset version, so you can read it with confidence.

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