The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

Blurred by the water mist, a tall silhouette can be vaguely seen in the mirror, standing there quietly. If you look carefully, you can even find a ray of red belonging to the lips.

After an unknown amount of time, the outline finally moved, and two spots of blurred ink gradually appeared in the mirror.

A slender but not weak hand suddenly touched the mirror surface, and the originally hazy outline instantly became clear, revealing a pair of eyes with sentimental and complex expressions.

Then he seemed to be smiling.

A bead of condensed water slid down the brushed area, reflecting his slender, undulating body along the way.

The person in the mirror finally walked up, and the sound of the soles of shoes hitting the tile floor seemed to become clearer in this place, so clear that it was even a little chilly.

Mo Daosang took a last look at the place where he killed himself, turned the doorknob, and walked out slowly.

Immediately, a burst of steam that had been stuffy for a long time rushed out from the bathroom door. Looking at those round edges, Mo Daosang finally felt less dull for a moment.

He went to the kitchen and found a piece of bread for himself from the refrigerator, and began to sit on the sofa and chew it up. Feeling his sore body becoming stronger again, he also called out to his little Yanzi in his mind: "Little Yanzi, you still there?"

After a while, a somewhat languid voice came back: "Yes," and then he paused for a while before saying, "However, Lord Host, make sure you are safe, and I will leave later, or the leader It will be troublesome too."

Mo Daosang responded aloud, but he didn't know who he was speaking to.

Then there was a long silence, only the rustling of the bags being turned.

But the last piece of bread was only half-eaten, and Mo Dausang threw the bread and its packaging bag into the garbage basket beside the coffee table. He kicked the garbage basket beside his feet in boredom, and suddenly got up and walked upstairs. .

Since it's so boring, he'd better go to sleep first, he doesn't want to kill his body just a few minutes after he came back to life.

No, a kind of dull pain slowly rose in the palm of the hand, Mo Daosang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he opened his palm, he saw a small wound, which was soaked white at the moment.

He poked it with his other hand and asked Xiao Yanzi, "This is the body I brought back from the book."

Xiao Yanzi quickly gave the answer: "Yes, Master Host."

"Then why my body is in good shape, but I'm so hungry when I get back here, and I still take a shower in the bathroom."

Xiao Yanzi thought for a while, and said: "It should be similar to the function of world correction. Although time is indeed moving, the behavior and state of you, Master Host, are the same as before you left. Integration with this world."

"Oh, that's it." Although Xiao Yanzi explained it seriously and he thought it made sense, but for some reason, there was always a feeling that something was wrong in his mind, as if he had forgotten something.

This feeling lasted until Mo Daosang went upstairs and returned to the door of his bedroom. In fact, he heard a sobbing sound just as he went upstairs, but it was so small that he ignored it as wind.

However, as the door got closer, the emotion in that voice became more and more obvious. In the end, Mo Daosang even felt a little familiar.

But subconsciously thought that he should not know such a person, Mo Daosang frowned.

But he didn't dare to do anything, it seemed that someone broke into his house, and he didn't pay much attention when he was in the living room just now, so he didn't know if this person came in through the door.

Mo Daosang continued walking, and asked Xiao Yanzi in his mind, "How long have I been away?"

Xiao Yanzi calculated and said to him, "One year and three months."

It's been a long time, but the feeling of looking at the house is no different from when he left. It should be his assistant who is looking after him. Could it be that he has been in the bathroom and can't come out, so he just brought someone in?

When Mo Daosang thought of this, he immediately dismissed his own thoughts. There was no logic at all, and he didn't know how he deduced it.

Then what should his original body be like this year?

His original, body?

Mo Daosang's expression froze, thinking that this was not a simple question.

But the most urgent thing is to see who is inside, Mo Daosang made up his mind and looked in through the half-open door.

Then, as if he still didn't see anything, he turned around and left blankly.

However, his performance was only enough to last until he entered the guest room a few rooms away, and his expression suddenly became ferocious uncontrollably.

Anyone who sees the shell that he has used for more than 20 years sits on the edge of the bed with a look of enjoyment and doting, while his loyal and upright subordinate kneels at his feet and puts his head in it to see it at a glance. When he figured out what he was doing, he probably wouldn't react much better than him.

So Xiao Yanzi had no choice but to comfort his master host: "Master host, look away, this means that not only did nothing happen during your absence, but you also have a boyfriend, isn't it a good thing?"

Mo Daosang's eyes twitched fiercely: "Little Yanzi, can you explain to me why my original shell is so reliable? Huh? I remember the one I use now. After losing the soul, it became a mere shell." A lunatic who can rely on instinct."

Xiao Yanzi was obviously very embarrassed, and then he was silent for a long time before answering him: "I'm sorry, Lord Host, I don't know, maybe you can ask him yourself, Lord Host."

Just thinking about that scene, Mo Daosang felt very weird, but Xiao Yanzi still ran away and said: "Ah, my lord host, the team leader called me, I have to go, my lord host, I'm free!" Come back to see you, bye."

Listening to the words, Mo Daosang yelled Xiao Yanzi several times in his mind but did not respond, so he sighed dejectedly, lifted the quilt on the bed and covered his head directly, and then remained still.

Forget it, sleep is the most important thing. As for the one outside, let's see the situation.

thud thud thud, a rhythmic and restrained knock on the door woke Mo Daosang from his sleep. He didn't want to lift his eyelids, so he answered lazily, and it took him a long time to grope slowly in the dark walked towards the door.

However, when he put his hand on the doorknob and turned it away, his memory gradually recovered, and it dawned on him that there might be someone outside.

An extremely weird mood suddenly appeared, which made him almost want to close the door immediately, but in the end reason prevailed, and he opened the door steadily with his hand.

Sure enough, when the brightly lit outside light came in, what caught my eye was an extremely familiar face, and even the shell that Modausang is using now has grown in the world in the book for a few years, after the original greenness has faded, it is now Almost exactly the same as the person in front of him.

Mo Daosang almost had the illusion that he was looking in a mirror.

But the person outside the door suddenly laughed, and a crack finally appeared in this feeling, and as he spoke, the crack became bigger and bigger, and finally, the temperament between the two became clear.

He said: "It's the first time we met, hello, my name is Mo Daosang, and it's a system." The gentleness in him is the real kind of feeling that makes people extra comfortable and doesn't hurt people at all, just like Modausang They are all different, "Thank you for sending me the shell."

Mo Daosang looked at this face that would not be mistaken no matter how similar it was, and also laughed, but now, by comparing it, one can see the deep unruly and proud that Mo Daosang's smile cannot hide: "No You're welcome, I can't use it anyway."

"You can continue to use this place, and do whatever you want, but I hope we can negotiate before doing things, otherwise there will be two Modusangs in this world at once, which may cause panic."

"I see," Mo Daosang didn't expect them to communicate in such a harmonious way, but the opposite is just a system, "but I want to ask, why you want to be with Ce."

A shy expression suddenly appeared on the system, and then he said: "I like him," his tone was very solemn, and then continued to explain, "When there is no task, the General Administration allows me to activate the simulation system of human emotions. "

Mo Daosang probably understood the meaning of the existence of this system, and then told him: "Although Ah Ce is a little bored, he is very responsible. Don't bully him. When you are in a hurry, you must coax him, otherwise you will It will be troublesome."

The system nodded to express understanding.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Daosang didn't have anything to say, and after saying goodbye, he prepared to close the door and go to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the system stopped him and asked, "Want something to eat? I made dinner."

Now Modusang finally found the biggest difference between him and the system, he doesn't know how to use those messy things in the kitchen.

But he thought about it, and after thanking him, he still rejected his kindness and closed the door again.

When lying on the bed, Mo Daosang felt like he was dreaming, it was simply inexplicable.

What the hell is going on? Thinking of this, Mo Daosang gradually fell asleep again.

This time, it was really a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to hear the familiar cry again, and even suppressed crying.

Heartbroken, he narrated his sadness and remorse, and only begged him to go back.

Mo Daosang was so disturbed that he woke up again after a short sleep.

Just as soon as he opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the red light next to him in the pitch blackness. He turned on the light at the bedside, and saw the two stones that had disappeared quietly lying there beside his pillow.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the "deep and clear water" little angel's nutrient solution, the author is so happy, I feel like I can eat another bowl of rice.

In addition, the leader is finally home~ It's not easy, it's not easy.

I don't know if the little angels have seen where the turning point might be, looking forward to it.