The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

"Altaïr, is Altair here? Teacher Zhang from Military Theory has something to do. Today's class starts early. I see you haven't replied, so I came here to tell you... Huh? Are you asleep?"

Grace opened the door to the dormitory and saw a pile of dark-haired teenagers sleeping with their arms folded on the sofa in the common living room. Like a big black cat taking a nap in the afternoon.

She leaned over and looked at the young man's sleeping face curiously.

As soon as I leaned my head over, I heard a helpless voice: "There are still people here."

She was startled when she saw Cynthia and Aying sitting on the small sofa in the shadow, with helpless expressions on their faces.

Cynthia pretended to complain: "I can't wake her up no matter how I scream. She's so sleep-deprived. This person has been talking a lot lately. Who knows what she's been doing?"

Grace wondered: "Then go to class..."

"I asked for sick leave for her. This person is very reputable in the teacher circle and no one doubts her."

"Oh oh oh."

There was an awkward silence.

The personal relationship between these three people is not very close. Most of the time, Shen Mian is the bridge connecting them to communicate. Now that Shen Mian is sleeping soundly, Cynthia has been looking for a long time but can't find a topic that allows them to participate.

Suddenly, she changed her gaze and started talking.

"Have you noticed, Altair..."

She paused deliberately and laughed secretly in her heart when she saw that both of them immediately turned their attention.

"The way she looks when she sleeps is very different from usual."

"Really, let's take a look," Grace heard and leaned over curiously, "It's true... he looks like two people when he's awake."

Cynthia clicked her tongue and said, "Isn't this boy good-looking?"

But when you are with her, it is difficult to notice her appearance. Looking at her sleeping appearance, you feel strange.

It's as if the body has lost that flamboyant and enthusiastic soul and has become a completely different person.

Of course there was nothing wrong with the boy's facial features, but it felt very wrong.

Cynthia said softly: "Why do I feel... there's a bit of an uncanny valley effect."

Grace wanted to refute, but she could only admit reluctantly: "It does feel...inhuman."

It's hard to say what's wrong, but it seems like nothing is right.

Like some kind of mental pollution.

Cynthia only dared to say this, and she cursed: This person looks like a doll when he sleeps.

Moreover, she can guarantee that Grace thinks so too.

Suddenly, she discovered that Aying had not spoken for a long time. She turned her head and saw the boy hiding in a corner sending a message to someone else. She noticed her gaze and looked up in confusion.

Cynthia quickly shook her head to indicate that it was okay and drove the thoughts out of her mind. She didn't think it was a big deal when she got along with him day and night, and she even scared herself.

Aying put down the light brain that was not lit at all. She looked at Cynthia and Grace with deep and distant eyes, containing countless profound meanings.

She knew Shen Mian earlier than everyone present. She had seen with her own eyes what the "fake daughter" who was sent back to the countryside looked like at first. At that time, many people in the farm came to watch, but they returned disappointed.

They did not see the wealthy, noble and arrogant young lady, but only saw a pale, thin, melancholy and gloomy young man. He was beautiful and lifeless, like a ghost of regret, and also seemed to have a sense of inhumanity everywhere. Dolls.

...until she was pushed to the ground and stood up again.

In an instant, the world is completely different.

The soul is injected into the body, and the doll becomes a living person.

It's so bright that people can't take their eyes away.

Later, when leaving on the starship, she used Shen Mian's appearance for a day or two.

She looked at her appearance at that time on the reflective surface - the feeling of inhumanity emerged again, her face and figure were still the same, but she looked like a doll again, without any vitality.

Why?

she does not know.

Maybe you'll never know.

Maybe... the boy is a puppet created prematurely by the gods, waiting for a specific soul to arrive at a certain moment, and the set program to start operating, rejuvenating this body with vitality.

The gears of fate also began to turn at this moment of reunification.

She could do nothing but be a witness.

……

The black-haired boy's eyelashes trembled slightly before anyone could react.

Shen Mian woke up.

The feeling of inhumanity dissipated instantly, as if it was just an illusion.

Shen Mian opened his eyes and saw two people squatting in front of him. He was so frightened that he no longer felt sleepy at all.

"What are you doing here?"

Grace answered all questions, although her summary was completely wrong: "We said you are not human."

"……what?"

……

Shen Mian, whose race had been changed inexplicably, was full of questions.

Of course, the one with more questions than her was Luo Xiuxia who had obtained the [Pure White Spear].

Shen Mian asked calmly: "Is it suitable for my mecha?"

"Where did you find this good Dengxi? I ​​feel a little bit of the power of the original law."

Luo Xiuxia made some gestures with it, and showed a look of hatred towards rich people: "This is definitely not the gold coin that ordinary SSS and other superpowers can explode. You must not be killing a monarch on the spot."

"How much did it cost you?"

Shen Mian hasn't opened his mouth yet.

Luo Xiuxia quickly stopped, quite self-aware: "Forget it, I know I can't afford it even if I take on a five-hundred-year loan."

Shen Mian silently swallowed the "drawing card".