XII gl

A few years earlier, Qin Fang never thought that he would live in a jar one day.

In the nearly three years of the previous life, the memory of reality has been ground to pieces.I don't want to forget the time when I grew up to the present more than 20 years, but I can't help but have doubts about where I came from.Like in a sci-fi movie, maybe she never existed?Both memory and body can be faked, and all the real things around you come from the imagination of the brain?

Fan Ying was covered with a quilt and there was only a shadow at night, and when her breathing gradually stabilized, Qin Fang floated out of the jar one by one.

There is a window in the room, which is half a square meter in size next to the ceiling, and a moonlight falls from above.Turning into a soul, the ability of night vision has improved a bit compared to when he was still a human, but the effect is still not obvious.Taking advantage of the lingering light, Qin Fang noticed a piece protruding from his trouser pocket.A dig, is only the Nokia.These days, Nokia has become fine?

Qin Fang pressed the keypad of the mobile phone a few times, it really lit up, and disappeared from his hand in a blink of an eye.There is an extra voice in my head, cold and emotionless, but much smoother than the listening function that comes with the reading software.

It said: Congratulations, you have passed the zeroth level of the abuse text traversal system.

An operation panel appeared in front of Qin Fang's eyes, which was similar to 3D projection, but a bit more high-end, and could be operated with thoughts.Lines of densely packed explanatory text appeared on the screen, quickly scrolling past, Qin Fang took a few glances, and it was almost the same.

This shit didn't come out until now, saying that he had no energy before, Qin Fang didn't bother to argue the truth, so he groped first.It is said that things that should be activated as soon as other people's homes travel through time, she didn't get started until after a world.In his previous life, he had read many Lujin. Jiang's fast-traveling web articles, but suddenly they fell into a cliché, and Qin Fang was inexplicably relieved.After a while, I asked: "Why is there only free mode after the update? Your system is so tolerant?"

Although it is unlucky enough to be smashed to death by a Nokia head, but infinite travel is equivalent to having an infinite life, how could the system have no other requirements.What she asked was not very clear, but it seemed to guess her mind.

"Something went wrong with the connection terminal. Completing the default tasks is enough for now. The host did well in the last world. Zhou Yongzhen heard that you were willing to die after the news of his death, so anxious to vomit blood."

So this default task is to abuse the male lead?Feeling a little pitiful for Zhou Yongzhen who was tempted by her, she casually flipped through the original book that she hadn't read in the previous life, and Qin Fang lost the idea.In the original book, the ten-thousand-year dog blood who abused the body and heart took turns to greet the heroine. The so-called abusive hero in the middle was just to let the heroine escape from his palm. When the two reunited, the situation of the heroine was even more miserable than before. .A large part of the abuse texts follow this routine, and the contributions of men and women are not equal.Qin Fang frowned: "I like women, so you don't have a lily script for me to time travel?"

System: "You can apply now..."

This means that in every world, she will inevitably have to contact the male lead.She didn't say anything, but she still had hope. The system's authority was probably limited, so she didn't have to worry about it.

She asked: "Why can't the original novel of this world be loaded?"

The system still said that there was a problem with the connection with the terminal.Qin Fang didn't have much expectations for it, and he didn't get angry when he got this perfunctory answer, so he asked flatly, "Who is the hero?"

"Fan Ying's senior brother, Zhuo Yang."

"Oh."

The person I met during the day was the one next to Fan Ying with the sword on her back.Just remembering that he almost knocked her out of her wits, he didn't pay attention to what she looked like. The original name was Zhuoyang.People don't know each other, but the hatred is formed.

Fan Ying fell asleep, and those souls were still nesting in the jar, so these conversations were all exchange of ideas except for the first few sentences.During the period, Fan Ying changed her sleeping position, her eyes were shining brightly in the dark night, Qin Fang naturally didn't notice.Taking advantage of getting some information from the system, Qin Fang is still thinking about his original purpose of releasing the jar.

After walking a few steps on the ground without weight, she sat down beside Fan Ying's bed.In the full jar on the bedside table, the soul inside jumped up and down uneasily, making a lot of noise.Qin Fang put up a finger, stuck it to his lips and hissed.

There are many souls in the room, probably because of this reason, Fan Ying has to sleep under the quilt at night.The quilt slipped off Fan Ying's shoulders, Qin Fang didn't feel like a ghost, so he raised his hand and pulled it up for her.He was able to hug Fan Ying before, so pulling the quilt now naturally succeeded.The glass jar was tinkling and dancing, but Qin Fang couldn't persuade her, so she compromised and ran back into the jar, nestled in it, and she tried to bounce too.He jumped to the side of Fan Ying's bed, landed on the slope made by the quilt, and fell down with a gurgling sound. Qin Fang was so anxious that he was an inch away from the edge of the bed, but stopped.Carefully rolled back until, lying down next to Fan Ying.

Good night.When Qin Fang said this, Fan Ying's eyelids trembled.

As the soul does not need sleep, Qin Fang stared at Fan Ying all night.

As soon as Fan Ying slept until she was exposed to the sun, Qin Fang lost that patience.This time I played the role of the snail girl, and made a simple breakfast with room-temperature ingredients in Fan Ying's room. I fried two eggs and made a pot of clear porridge.Opening his mouth in ancient clothes, not mentioning his unfamiliar skills, Qin Fang couldn't hold the objects from time to time, dropped two plates, and spent a long time cleaning up the debris.Without the body, there will be no mental fatigue. At this moment, Qin Fang feels tired.For the first time, I knew that the soul needs to rest after drifting for a long time.

She didn't have the energy to clean up the mess, so when she turned her head, Fan Ying, who got up early, caught her.Fan Ying's eyes were black and blue, she was still half awake after sleeping for a while.

Qin Fang waved to Fan Ying and said, "Good morning."

The clock on the wall showed that it was eleven o'clock at noon.

Fan Ying ignored her and walked past her, washed her hands and set out the folded dining table, put Qin Fang's prepared things on it one by one, then turned her head and smiled at her.

"Sorry. Get used to it."

I am used to when I don't see the soul, as if I am an ordinary person.Fan Ying spoke without thinking, Qin Fang didn't know why and immediately understood.

Taking a mouthful of rice porridge with a spoon, before she swallowed it, Fan Ying said, "It's delicious. Thank you." Qin Fang immediately acted like a good boy and went to Fan Ying's side.

Fan Ying asked: "Do you... remember who you are?" Qin Fang thought about this question for a while.Of course she remembered who she was, but without the spoiler of the original book, she was not very clear about the original identity of this body.

Qin Fang shook her head, Fan Ying had expected this.Seeing her hesitating for a while, Fan Ying asked, "Do you still have a vague memory?"

I don't think so, but Qin Fang nodded.With this nod, Fan Ying relaxed a lot, and Qin Fang was satisfied.She deliberately picked the answer Fan Ying wanted to hear.

It was a big night before, and I couldn't see anything in the room carefully.There are very few things in Fan Ying's room. In fact, only one bed takes up more space.In addition to the clock, there is also a wooden sword hanging on the wall.Inlaid with orbs, it looks a bit higher than Zhuoyang's Kongkong, standing close to Qin Fang, he felt a sense of oppression, and deliberately avoided it in the morning.Fan Ying unconsciously glanced at it, and Qin Fang also looked over.

Fan Ying suddenly said: "Xiaohong, you go out with me today."

little red.Qin Fang's heart skipped a beat.

A seven or eight-year-old girl floated out of the jar, wearing a red dress with two braids.smiling.

Fan Ying and her have not changed, as for Xiaohong, she is not the same Xiaohong from her previous life.

Qin Fang walked away for a while, and Fan Ying called her name.

"You are not in the same situation as them, so follow me."

Qin Fang thought to himself: It's different.I like you more than they do.