Destiny's Son is fascinated by me

"Boss, why are you here?"

Xinghe got up from the inspection equipment, showing surprise.

I also thought of the various manipulations I suffered when I entered this world.

"You'd better give me an explanation, or..."

Clenching his fists, Xinghe showed a gentle smile.

The superior looked at Xinghe's expression, stepped back in panic, and blocked his face.

"I'm here to help you!"

"Really! Such a bad temper!"

"So what's going on now?"

Xinghe found a chair and sat down, raised his legs, and carelessly fiddled with his nails.

Seeing Xinghe's appearance as a big boss, the superior curled his lips.

He muttered in a low voice, "Obviously I'm your boss, okay?"

"What did you say?"

Xinghe raised his head, his eyes sharp.

The superior laughed foolishly, shaking his head and waving his hands over and over again.

"Nothing, nothing."

"That's what's going on right now."

"Jiang fucked him, temporarily lost his memory."

Looking timidly at Xinghe's face, the superior rubbed his hands together nervously.

?

"Are you serious, brother?"

Xinghe smiled.

Seeing Xinghe's smile, the superior was even more frightened.

"Go ahead and listen to me!"

"Don't worry!"

do not hit me!

"Why did this company tear up the reverse channel, Xinghe, have you ever thought about why?"

The boss tried hard to explain, with a straight face.

"Obviously the disappearance of the paper man will not bring any harm to human beings."

"Isn't it?"

"The story you just heard is not the truth."

"Three years ago, when the space-time channel technology was developed."

"No.1 was born."

"And her lover is the president of this game company."

"The happy life of NO.1 has made many paper people jump over time, space and distance and come to the real world."

"But soon, No. 1 and the president realized that something was wrong."

"More than 90.00% of the five paper figures disappeared without a trace."

"Dead, gone."

"The president has never given up on NO.1."

"But NO.1 can't face the guilt and self-blame in his heart."

"No.1 is about to die."

"So, the reverse channel was torn open."

"The president personally sent NO.1 back to her world."

"Since that day, every paper figure that crosses the passage has its own code."

"If humans didn't bring the paper man to the company, then when the program detects that the paper man is about to die, it will automatically send him back to the game world."

"If a human came to the company with a paper man, he would have heard the first version of the story."

"And most of them chose to give up."

The boss finished everything very calmly.

"This is the secret of this game company."

"What if they didn't give up?"

Xinghe asked such a question.

"In this world, there are always some exceptions, aren't there?"

Like dried ginger.

"Yes, there are always exceptions."

The superior suddenly smiled.

"A lot of people who persist."

"They will be temporarily erased from memory."

"But those underlying cues haven't been removed."

"If he still chooses you in the end."

"This test is considered to be passed."

After listening.

Xinghe is not worried.

He even put his hands in his pockets and dangled around.

"If he fails the test, I won't let you stay in this world."

The superior suddenly answered.

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it, Xinghe, I personally chose you."

"Like my baby."

"I never thought it would happen at first."

Xinghe waved his hand and interrupted his superior.

"I know."

"Dried ginger will pass this test."

"Whatever the form of this test, he will choose me."

People say that the love of paper people is code accumulation.

Only look at money, not people.

But in fact.

Programs and numbers are the last things that lie.

The paper man's liking is clear and clear.

You give me a ray of moonlight, and I give you back a piece of starry sky.

"I'll wait for him here."

Just like countless paper people who were comforted by lovers, full of longing and hope, but abandoned here.

Wait forever.

It's just different.

The lovers of those people never reappeared.

"Jiang Gan will be back."

another room.

The researcher moved the dried ginger to the sofa and lay flat.

He took off his mask and protective clothing.

Put on a suit, and cut my hair.

Sitting quietly at the desk, waiting for Jiang Gan to wake up.

Jiang Gan on the sofa moved his fingers, slowly raised his head, and covered the back of his neck.

"It hurts!"

His vision was still a little blurry, so he gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The researcher stepped forward, looking worried and puzzled.

"That's right, you passed out in front of our company."

"It should be anemia, it's not a big problem."

"I'll take you to the office."

"How do you feel now?"

Jiang Gan improved a lot, so he nodded to express his gratitude.

"Thanks, I feel fine."

He stood up and walked across from the researcher.

"I think you look familiar, where have we met?"

Jiang Gan stared at the researcher's face, with inexplicable emotions welling up in his heart.

"You may remember correctly, this is the first time we met."

The researcher declined without hesitation, showing a polite smile.

Since the other party said so, Jiang Gan couldn't keep asking.

A few polite words.

Jiang Gan bid farewell to the researcher and walked out of the office.

Follow the walkway outside.

Jiang Gan stared blankly at the couples of people in the waiting area.

very familiar.

It was as if something was missing.

He looked at Kong Kong's palm and clenched his fist again.

"It should be a sequela, right?"

Suppress the inner panic.

Jiang Gan kept walking and left the company.

The researcher stood by the window and watched Jiang Gan leave the company without looking back.

Sitting on the chair again.

He clicked on the photo on the tablet, the photo of NO.1 and the president.

A girl with a big smile.

A high-spirited teenager.

The researcher just looked at the photo silently.

"do you know?"

"Today, I met a man named Jiang Gan, who is very similar to me back then."

The researcher caressed the photo gently with his eyes, and his eyes slowly turned red.

"I never felt the technique was a mistake."

Because I met you.

"But the technology really didn't bring much luck."

Because I lost you.

"Do you think he will change all this?"

The researcher's tears dripped on the photo.

"I will keep this secret for you."

"Just like I promised you."

Before NO.1 was sent back to the original world for data reset, she asked the president to protect her world.

This is their last line of dialogue.

From now on.

The company lost a strategic president.

There is one more strict and indifferent researcher.

"Lily."

"I miss you."

Xinghe heard the whole story.

"Is there no follow-up?"

He was puzzled.

Xinghe didn't understand why the president and NO.1 didn't go to each other.

In the world of Xinghe, firm choices are a matter of course.

Love is an instinct, and so is being loved.

Just like Xinghe believes that Jiang Gan will come back, he doesn't need any reason.

No sadness, no fear, no panic.

"What did you say to the president before NO.1 left?"

The superior also showed emotion.

"Probably, it's impossible to face each other again."

"Too complicated."

Xinghe sighed.

"Better like me."

The superior glanced at the heartless Xinghe.

fool!

Things like Xinghe are the hardest...

"Okay, okay, stop talking!"

"Let's go, I invite you to go to the supermarket to buy snacks to celebrate your two days of being single!"

The superior suddenly raised his arm and announced loudly.

Xinghe glanced at him vigilantly, and stood far away.

"You are so generous, there must be nothing good!"

?

The superior who suddenly wanted to be a good person froze.

Could it be that my reputation is already that bad?

Do not!Can't!

"A real treat! Let's go! Just this time!"

Holding Xing He's shoulders, the two pushed and shoved to go out.

"Really? Did you lie to me?"

Xinghe is skeptical.

It still doesn't feel right.

But, still give him a chance?

Jiang Gan pushed the shopping cart around in the supermarket.

In the past, he was a little confused when he bought vegetables accurately.

"Why do I buy so many snacks?"

Jiang Gan looked down at the messy pile.

Expensive and not nutritious.

Do you want to put it back?

He stood there for a while.

"Forget it, or try it."

Always felt.

There should be snacks at home.

Went to the pastry area.

Jiang Gan then took a few loaves of bread, and stood in front of the counter to choose jam.

Jiang Gan didn't think of it until he took the strawberry jam and put it in the car.

"No, I don't eat bread and jam."

Do not buy do not buy!

So expensive!

That's what I thought in my mind.

Jiang Gan's hand stopped.

"Forget it, just treat it as a change of taste."

Although he said no strawberry jam is ok.

But if there is really no.

He would lose his temper again, and he would be unhappy all day long, which was very difficult to raise.

Jiang Gan didn't know what he thought of, so he smiled.

The ridiculous smile was quickly replaced by confusion.

"Who is he?

"What was I thinking just now?"

Jiang Gan murmured to himself and thumped his head.

Pushing the trolley again, Jiang Gan was about to line up to check out.

I am taking out the things that are full of cars and stacking them up one by one, ready to pay.

Jiang Gan turned around and suddenly saw a figure.

An inexplicable impulse suddenly rushed into the whole body.

Jiang Gan pushed away the person behind him and chased after him.

But after a few quick steps, the figure disappeared.

Strangers walked around, Jiang Qian staggered, almost unable to stand still.

He bit his trembling fingers slightly.

"In the end, what's missing?"

I seem to have lost something very important.

Desperately, he returned to the checkout counter, facing the strange eyes of everyone, Jiang Gan remained indifferent.

He just paid the money with dull eyes, and returned to the car with the bag.

"Maybe it's because I haven't had enough rest recently."

"Let's rest early."

Xinghe happily took a bunch of snacks.

It's a rare treat for the superior, but don't miss it.

but.

"Did I see dried ginger just now?"

Xinghe probed his brain.

"It looks familiar."

"Why is the first thing he does is to go shopping!"

"He doesn't like me anymore!"

Galaxy suffered a blow.

Get back together, and sweep the supermarket like venting your anger.

"When I go back, I must teach him a lesson!"

"At such a tense moment, you're actually shopping!"

"I hate dried ginger the most!"

After speaking, Xinghe patted the full shopping cart.

Looking sideways at the shocked superior next to him, Xinghe shouted.

"Give me the bill!"

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