Your plug-in has reached [the end of the world]

A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, it's only been a day, it's impossible to like you.

Song Mi didn't know how to face Gu Xun's change of mind for a while. Was the kiss that night just to tease him? !

"Why do you..." Song Mi threw the pillow in his arms to Gu Xun's face, "Why are you like this?"

Gu Xun raised his hand to catch the pillow, and asked a little uncertainly, "Do you like me?"

"I like shit!" Song Mi immediately denied, "You have a good idea!"

Gu Xun: "..."

The reaction doesn't have to be so violent.

"I... like you?" Gu Xun added, "In your world."

Song Mi paused, feeling terribly annoyed: "What do you like, gentlemen, do you hate it?"

He got up and jumped back on his own bed, turned over and rolled up the quilt to go to sleep.

Gu Xun also seemed to have quieted down, neither of them spoke, and a strange silence fell into the dormitory.

After a long time, until Song Mi was drowsy and sleepy, he heard Gu Xun from the next bed call his name.

"Song Mi."

Song Mi woke up with a jolt: "Huh?!"

"That world," Gu Xun paused, "what is it like?"

Song Mi sat up from the bed again: "Huh?"

"Your world." Gu Xun's tone could not hear any joy or anger.

"It's the same," Song Mi scratched his head, "otherwise, why is it called an illusion?"

"Did you reject me?" Gu Xun asked, "Because we are of the same sex."

Song Mi was at a loss for words for a moment: "Why are you bothering about this? You don't mean anything to me."

"Don't you want to get out from here?" Gu Xun said, "I'll help you."

Song Mi's eyes widened in surprise: "You help me? You are originally from here, how can you help me?"

Gu Xun looked up at Song Mi: "I'll help you find the guide."

The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, and the silver moonlight shone on the corner of Gu Xun's bed, like a layer of hoarfrost.

Just like Gu Xun now, cold and bright.

Song Mi suddenly felt quite useless.

I can't do anything without Gu Xun, even if I enter the illusion alone, I still need the help of Gu Xun in the illusion.

"Why did you help me?" Song Mi asked.

Gu Xun frowned and thought for a few seconds: "Get used to it."

He began to doubt his memory for so many years, which one was true and which one was false.

Perhaps what was even more frightening was that it was all fake, even himself.

He is just a tool for implanting memory in the illusion. He has no past, no future, and does not need to exist.

Habitually being good to Song Mi, habitually prioritizing Song Mi, habitually putting Song Mi first.

But he has no reason to do so.

"My character design is incomplete," Gu Xun said out the doubts he had been having all along. "If I am just an illusion, then my consciousness has not been fully extracted by the guide."

Song Mi only felt a chill down his spine: "You..."

He couldn't believe that a person could accept that everything about him was false in such a short period of time, and he could calmly analyze the reason, jump out of the original logic circle, and find the problem.

"If I like you, but you reject me because of the same sex," Gu Xun analyzed on his own, "I will suppress this feeling and won't bring it up again."

Song Mi's heart skipped a beat, and the thin and dense distress crawled out of his chest bit by bit like broken spider webs on porcelain.

"You will cause trouble, I don't want that," Gu Xun frowned more and more tightly, "The reason why I extremely reject homosexuality now is probably because of self-protection, and I don't want myself to repeat the same mistakes."

Gu Xun's analysis was almost like self-dissection, as if showing his true self in front of Song Mi, which shocked the other party so much that he didn't know what to say.

"Answer me a question seriously," Gu Xun pursed his lips, and said seriously, "Do I like you?"

Song Mi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his lips parted, and his breathing was a little short.

He thought of the fiery kiss between the two that night, and Gu Xun couldn't hide the turbulent emotion in his eyes.

After a long time, Song Mi closed his eyes: "Yes."

It was late at night, but Song Mi still couldn't sleep.

"Boss Gu." Song Mi said.

"Huh?" Gu Xun also didn't sleep.

Song Mi: "If I break the illusion, will you still be there?"

Gu Xun: "It should be gone."

Song Mi suddenly felt sad: "Then you still help me?"

Gu Xun didn't seem to take it seriously: "If everything is fake, then there is no need for it to exist."

"Are you so cruel to yourself?" Song Mi asked.

"Am I being nice to myself?" Gu Xun asked back.

Song Mi thought about it, but Gu Xun didn't seem to be any better to himself.

Apart from helping him clean up the mess every day, I just help him solve his troubles. For such a long time, apart from liking myself, I haven't seen him wanting anything.

I liked myself and was rejected.

Hold.

Song Mi rolled around on the bed.

Boss Gu is so miserable, how could he act like an idiot before and didn't find anything.

"Are you feeling bad when I reject you?" Song Mi stared at the ceiling, smashing the jars.

Anyway, the person in front of him is not Gu Xun, he might be gone when he gets out of the illusion.

Do not ask for nothing.

"It's hard," Gu Xun replied thoughtfully, "but I won't let you know."

"Then you still tell me?!" It made him feel uncomfortable.

"I want you to treat him better," Gu Xun said, "after all, he is also me."

Song Mi sat up from the bed for the third time: "Are you also protecting yourself?"

Gu Xun was still lying on the bed: "I don't know, I just think so."

"I see." Song Mi lay back down again, "I will treat you better when I get out."

"But it's useless," Gu Xun's voice was very soft, "I don't need all the kindness you treat me."

Song Mi couldn't give Gu Xun the "good" he needed.

"Gu—boss——" Song Mi put his palms on his chest, feeling that his heart was about to burst, "What am I going to do with you?"

"I don't know," Gu Xun said, "You should go out and ask him earlier."

Song Mi said "oh", "I will miss you when I go out."

"Don't think about me," Gu Xun said, "I'm just an illusion."

"I think so," Song Mi said, "We have a very 'pure' brotherhood, purer than the one outside."

The room was very quiet, Song Mi could even hear Gu Xun's breathing, and he seemed to sigh with a smile: "Okay."

The next morning, Song Mi woke up from his sleep.

He rubbed his eyes and picked up his phone. It was already seven forty.

"I have to hand in the homework for the senior management today," Gu Xun pulled out a book from the bookcase, "Have you written it yet?"

"I didn't write it," Song Mi climbed off the bed, yawned and went to the balcony to wash up, "Go to the classroom and copy it for me."

"You stayed up late yesterday to play games again?" Gu Xun walked to Song Mi's desk and helped him get today's textbook.

"No!" Song Mi said vaguely with a toothbrush in his mouth, "I yesterday..."

What did he do yesterday?It seems that there is nothing to do.

Song Mi brushed his teeth carelessly, and washed his face quickly: "By the way, do we still have time to have breakfast?"

Gu Xun turned his body sideways, and Song Mi saw the steaming steamed buns on the table.

"I love you." Song Mi scratched her hair casually, picked up the coat that was on the bench, picked up the plastic bag and left.

Gu Xun's body stiffened slightly, but he soon returned to normal.

He always felt that he was a little tired when he got up this morning, but he couldn't remember what he did last night.

The feeling of weirdness is fleeting in my heart, and the next moment, everything is like a train running on the track, moving forward in an orderly manner as time progresses.

"What is this?" Song Mi habitually took out his pockets before going out, but accidentally took out two pieces of letter paper, "Scratch paper from the library?"

Holding the steamed bun in his mouth, he unfolded the paper on the spot.

Nothing on it.

"You went to the library yesterday." Gu Xun remembered that they met in front of the library at night, and then went out to eat together.

"Ah...it seems to be..." Song Mi looked at the two blank papers, lost in thought.

"What am I going to do in the library?" he asked suddenly.

Song Mi didn't like to go to the library the most, he always felt that it was too restrictive.In addition, the three people in the dormitory basically don't like to stay in the dormitory, Song Mi can be quiet in the dormitory when he wants to read.

Song Mi quickly realized something was wrong.

But Gu Xun was more sensitive, he noticed that he had forgotten.

"We forgot something," Gu Xun pushed the door of the dormitory back and walked back to the dormitory, "And it's a very important thing."

This incident actually made him feel so uneasy, Gu Xun had to pay attention to it.

The two asked for leave with the counselor on the grounds that they were not feeling well, and each sat quietly at their desks to think.

"Yu Qingqing confessed to me," Song Mi recalled what happened yesterday, "I rejected her."

Gu Xun raised his eyes, and followed his words: "I thought you wouldn't go with her."

Song Mi thought the same way, since she was not interested in other girls, why did she have to go through that?

What's more, Gu Xun is still by his side, in case he gets angry again...

Thinking of this, Song Mi opened his mouth, and there was something on his lips, but he couldn't think of anything.

"Boss Gu," Song Mi said blankly, "Are you gay?"

Both of them were taken aback, and the room was quiet for a few seconds.

These words were like a key, instantly opening the valve of Gu Xun's memory.

The conversation between the two of them in the dark last night was like a raging current, violently washing over Gu Xun's brain.

He raised his hand to press the edge of the table, raised his eyes to look at Song Mi, his chest heaved violently.

"What's wrong?" Song Mi walked over quickly, "I just asked out of my mind just now, just treat me as nonsense, don't pay attention."

"You don't remember?" Gu Xun withdrew his hand, trying to calm down his emotions.

"Don't remember anything?" Song Mi looked at Gu Xun, seemingly anxious, "What do you know? Tell me."

Gu Xun was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze out of the window: "Give me a little time."

The weather is fine today with moderate temperatures.

At the end of September, the [-]th small holiday is about to usher in.

Sitting on the balcony, Gu Xun watched a small brown sparrow land on the railing in front of him.

The little sparrow lowered its head and pecked at the railing, chirped a few times, spread its wings and flew away.

Gu Xun looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

Is this fake?

He looked up and saw a few fine white clouds floating in the blue sky.

Is this also fake?

Gu Xun raised his hand, and his five knuckle fingers were exposed to the gentle morning sun.

Even myself is fake.

His setting is flawed, and he is forced to reject his feelings of being unwanted.

Only Song Mi is real, he wants to go back to the real world that belongs to him.

There was a sound when the glass sliding door opened, Gu Xun turned his face and saw Song Mi standing behind him.

"I can't remember anything," Song Mi walked to the railing, bowed and put his arms on it, "Ah...I'm dying of anxiety."

Maybe after another sleep, they will forget about it.Perhaps at that time, Song Mi would never remember it again, and Song Mi would stay in this illusion forever.

It's not bad to let him stay here forever.

The gloom gathered in Gu Xun's eyes became more and more intense.

"I still feel sorry for you," Song Mi touched his heart, "It hurts just thinking about it."

Gu Xun was stunned, as if his energy accumulation was interrupted midway, and all the emotions that had been brewed before were all invalidated.

He got up and walked to Song Mi's side: "Did you remember anything?"

"No," Song Mi shook his head, with a painful expression on his face, "I just feel very uncomfortable."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Gu Xun lowered his eyes, looked at Song Mi's frown, and said softly, "Is it because of me?"

"It feels a bit pretentious to say so," Song Mi lowered his head, resting his forehead on Gu Xun's shoulder, and bumped it lightly.He seemed to be begging, hoping that Gu Xun would give himself a good time, "Can you tell me now?"

Gu Xun put his arms around Song Mi's shoulders, and put his face next to Song Mi's ear.He felt the body temperature of a teenager, this is the real Song Mi.

"You don't belong here," every word Gu Xun said was like a sharp dagger, gouging out his flesh and blood bit by bit, "...I'll take you away."

"Damn it... I almost forgot..." Song Mi washed his face with cold water several times, and his body soaked his underwear with waves of cold sweat, "This fucking...it's terrible..."

Gu Xun told him before that the guide may cause some irresistible natural disasters to prevent himself from being found out.

Because it was talking about "natural disasters", Song Miquan thought about earthquakes, fires and tsunamis, and never thought about erasing his memory.

"It's dangerous..." Song Mi looked at Gu Xun beside him, feeling complicated for a moment, "Boss Gu, I can't do without you..."

"It was you who recorded something on paper yesterday," Gu Xun said, "otherwise I wouldn't remember it."

Although it was useless to record what was recorded in detail, without the appearance of these two pieces of paper, it would be difficult for Gu Xun to compete with the guide.

"We have to find out the guide before sunset," Gu Xun said, "otherwise the memory may be cleared again tomorrow."

"But now I don't have any clue," Song Mi frowned, "Could it be true that we really want to kill all suspicious people?"

"Yeah." Gu Xun stood up.

Song Mi looked up in surprise: "What are you huh? Are you going to kill someone?"

Gu Xun didn't care: "They are not human."

Song Mi was a little familiar with these words, and it took a while to remember that Gu Xun had said the same words to him at the beginning of the power explosion.

"You and Gu Xun are really similar." Song Mi said.

"I am Gu Xun," Gu Xun looked at Song Mi, "When the guide created me, he just didn't notice Gu Xun's feelings for you, other than that, there is no deviation."

Song Mi felt a little sad when he heard the words "feeling for you".

Gu Xun must have been so disappointed after being rejected by him that he buried that feeling in the bottom of his heart, and even the maker of the illusion couldn't find and copy it.

Suddenly, Song Mi seemed to have caught something in the vast ocean of consciousness.

"You found out that you are different from Gu Xun in reality, so you believe that this is an illusion," Song Mi stroked his chin, and analyzed, "Gu Xun's psychological quality is very strong, and the guide did not succeed in copying it. It is an obvious loophole that caused the accident. If there are no accidents, this world should be exactly the same as the real world."

Gu Xun nodded, and continued following Song Mi's words: "The discrepancy with the real world is not only a loophole, but another possibility."

"Guide." The two said it almost at the same time.

"In order to keep you in the illusion, the guide will create everything you want," Gu Xun said, "such as the confession of the flowers in the courtyard next door."

"..."

"To be honest, I don't really want her confession," Song Mi explained, "I just have a good first impression of her."

"The less contact you have, the easier it is to over-beautify that impression in your heart." Gu Xun glanced at Song Mi, "Maybe she won't talk to you in reality?"

"I'm not going to be ignored..." Song Mi's face was a little panicked, "I just..."

Song Mi wanted to explain, but when he raised his head, he met Gu Xun's meaningful gaze.

"Forget it, I don't want to explain anymore, you can understand it as you like."

Anyway, jumping into the Yellow River couldn't clean it up, so Song Mi just let it go.

"You don't have to be embarrassed to me," Gu Xun didn't seem to care much, "I have no feelings for you."

Song Mi: "..."

Damn, I'm going to die, can I end this topic.

"So Yu Qingqing is the guide," Song Mi said, "We have to get rid of her quickly."

Gu Xun turned around and opened the drawer, and took out a sharp pocket knife from inside: "Are you going to do it?"

"Please, Boss Gu," Song Mi said helplessly, "I don't even know how many lives I have."

"It's hard to imagine that you will kill/people," Gu Xun put the knife in his pocket, "It seems that you have changed a lot."

Gu Xun's impression of Song Mi in front of him was still that of "a degenerate college student who is always struggling at the end of the semester". Song Mi scratched his head, feeling that things are different from people.

He is no longer the Song Mi of a few months ago, and Gu Xun is still the Gu Xun of a few months ago.

"People will always change," Song Mi sighed, "By the way, do you know where the School of Economics and Management is?"

"They have no class today." Gu Xun looked down at the schedule on the school's official website, "Go directly to the dormitory to find it."

"Do you know which dormitory she is in?" Song Mi asked in surprise.

"It's easy to ask the courtyard flower of the School of Economics and Management." Gu Xun crossed out the dialog box on the phone screen, "Building 8 206, there is no security window on the second floor, just climb in."

Song Mi: "..."

Raiding girls' dormitories sounded so trivial, and Song Mi had 1000 million resistances in his heart, but he had to break into the kindergarten in an extraordinary time.

Anyway, it's an illusion, so he's shameless.

The 8th female dormitory is located at the end of a row of dormitory buildings. The balcony faces the campus river, which is very convenient for sneak attacks.

Song Mi and Gu Xun had long hands and long legs, they climbed up to the balcony in a hurry, and entered the bedroom boldly.

It is only 08:30 in the morning, and there is only one girl in the dormitory.

The girl was still in her pajamas, and when she turned her face and saw two boys barging in, she was so frightened that she opened her mouth to scream.

Gu Xun rolled up his sleeves, and without stopping, he took his right hand out of his pocket, and the pocket knife made a soft "chuckle" in the air.

He raised his left hand at the same time, covered the girl's mouth, and wiped the blade directly on her neck.Gu Xun stood behind the girl, deliberately avoiding the splash of blood, only a few drops of bright red touched his wrist and forearm.

Song Mi was stunned by Gu Xun's flowing movements.

He has seen a lot of murder and bloodshed in the past few months, but Gu Xun in front of him still hasn't experienced those things.

How did he do such a clean and crisp movement, even without a trace of turmoil in his eyes after killing someone?

"She's not Yu Qingqing." Song Mi said dully, "Why did you kill her?"

Gu Xun gave a soft "hmm", he put down the girl whose limbs were still twitching, and took a few wet wipes to wipe off his palms and blades as if nothing had happened: "She will cause a commotion."

Song Mi opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Gu Xun directly: "This is an illusion, even if you destroy the world, you will not suffer moral condemnation."

Song Mi closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Yes, this is an illusion, a world of consciousness, to put it bluntly, it is just a dream.

As long as you can wake up, you can do anything.

Gu Xun picked up the girl's phone on the table, and pressed her finger to unlock the screen.

While looking down at the social software on his phone, he walked to the door and locked it behind him: "Someone will find her dead soon, and we need to find Yu Qingyuan before then."

Song Mi turned around and closed the curtains of the dormitory. He looked at the thick blood that was about to spread to the toes of his shoes, and couldn't help but glance at his face.

"The study room on the third floor of the library," Gu Xun put the phone back where it was, "Let's go."

"It's the third floor of the fucking library again," Song Mi felt that he was on a par with this place, "Once I get to this crappy place, nothing good will happen."

Gu Xun looked at him a little strangely, as if waiting for his next words.

"But luck and misfortune depend on each other. I also awakened my supernatural power here." Song Mi said.

"Ability?" Gu Xun was puzzled, "What is it?"

"In my world, people's genes are mutated and have supernatural powers." Song Mi explained.

Gu Xun paused and stayed where he was.

"You want to say it's your family's experiment, right?" Song Mi also stopped, walked up to Gu Xun and patted him on the shoulder, "Although I don't know about your family's affairs, I was in that world with you. When you got home, you told me that your father just wanted to save your mother, and he didn't harm anyone."

Gu Xun's calm eyes rarely showed a slight shock.

Seeing this, Song Mi felt a little complicated.

Now Gu Xun still hates his father, the illusion is about to be broken, and he has no chance to learn about his family's affairs.

"Uncle also pointed out the direction for us," Song Mi comforted, "As long as we find a person named Lin Li, we may be able to end that disaster."

"So many things happened..." Gu Xun murmured.

Song Mi has experienced so many life-and-death matters, he didn't participate in it, and he didn't know about it.

"I don't know what's going on over there. Is Gu Xun awake?" Song Mi scratched his hair, a little worried, "Gu Xun should be awake, but why didn't he call me when he woke up?"

Song Mi complained for a long time, then raised her eyes again to look at the young man in front of her, only to find that Gu Xun's eyes were red and full of hostility.

Song Mi's heart skipped a beat, and he took half a step back dully: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xun looked at Song Mi with strong jealousy in his heart.

He was accompanied by another "Gu Xun".

But why?That person is not yourself?

"Boss Gu?" Song Mi held his arm and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Xun closed his eyes, forcibly restraining the tyranny in his heart.

He wanted to ask if Song Mi had to leave?

But there seems to be only one answer to this question.

Why bother to torture yourself.

Now that you have made a decision, don't change it halfway.

The self is nothing but an illusion.Gu Xun thought mockingly, he couldn't even exist in reality, so why would he talk about being with Song Mi.

It's good to have someone with him.

Even if that person is not himself.

"Let's go," Gu Xun's voice was hoarse, "You have to leave quickly."

The library of X University has seven floors in total, including the quiet area of ​​the study room and the moving area such as the corridor roof.

As soon as Song Mi arrived at the gate of the library, he bumped into his counselor head-on.

"It's really fucking unlucky to drink cold water and stuff your teeth." Song Mi pulled Gu Xun and turned around to leave.

They just took sick leave in the morning, and now they are wandering around the campus, didn't they slap themselves in the face?

"No." Not only was Gu Xun not being pulled away by Song Mi, but he went up to meet her. "The counselor has a class in the morning, so he shouldn't be here."

Song Mi hurriedly followed: "Maybe he has something to do in the library..."

"The guide may have spotted us," Gu Xun ignored the counselor's shout and strode towards the library. "She is creating obstacles to prevent us from approaching."

"The library is not allowed to enter now!" The security outside the gate stopped Gu Xun, "The school will be closed immediately!"

Gu Xun ignored him at all, put his palm on the sensor door, and his long legs approached the hall directly.

"Hey! Which courtyard are you from?!" The security guard chased Gu Xun and was about to stop him.

Song Mi followed behind, killing the bluffing old security guard with a knife in his hand.

"You... you..." the counselor threatened at the door with a mobile phone, "I'm calling the police!"

Song Mi didn't bother to talk to him, and jumped into the library with Gu Xun.

Just call the police, they have already solved Yu Qingyuan after the police arrived.

Song Mi went straight to the stairwell, stepped up several steps, and almost flew up the stairs.

"She ran away," Gu Xun came out of one of the study rooms, "I have to find her quickly."

The two rushed in all the way, which aroused the attention of the students.

There is a line at the elevator door, and you can't sit in a short time, and there are four stairs in the library, which can't be blocked at all.

"Fuck?!" Song Mi saw the slightly familiar background at the end of the corridor, and thought that it was better to come early than coincidentally, "There!"

The two immediately rushed to the edge of the corridor, holding down Yu Qingyuan who was trying to escape in the chaos.

"Help...uh..."

Yu Qingqing called for help immediately, but it was too late when Song Mi covered her mouth.

There is no shortage of hot-blooded teenagers who stand up for justice on the university campus, not to mention two boys bullying a girl, which is simply poking at the point of their rage.

"Speed," Gu Xun threw the knife to Song Mi, "You kill the leader."

Song Mi took the knife, and Gu Xun stood up to deal with the rushing boy.

Song Mi didn't dare to waste time, and immediately spread his blade to Qingqing's neck.

However, in the next second, he suddenly had a severe headache, and when he opened his eyes again, the person in his hand changed his appearance.

"Mom?!" Song Mi was stunned.

"Ho lang—"

There was a sudden pain in the wrist, and the dagger was swung away vigorously.

Song Mi woke up in an instant, and directly grabbed the woman in front of her by the neck: "How dare you pretend to be my mother?! Think I can't do anything like this?"

"My dear father is willing to stab me." Song Mi turned over and kicked the dagger back with his foot, "You are a fart."

In the next second, Song Mi held the dagger, and the blade pierced through the cloth and went straight into the leader's heart.

Time seemed to be pressed the pause button, and everything seemed to stop at this moment.

After a while, Song Mi seemed to realize something suddenly, and turned around suddenly to look at Gu Xun behind him.

Everything around began to appear pixelated, as the breeze began to dissipate from the edge of sight.

Gu Xun stood in the sunlight at the end of the corridor, looking down at his fingers that were gradually digitized.

"It really is fake." Gu Xun said softly.

Song Mi's throat choked, and he quickly walked in front of him: "Gu Xun."

"Why do you call me by my full name?" Gu Xun put down his hands and looked at Song Mi, "You didn't call me that before."

The familiar words were repeated in Song Mi's ears, causing his eyes to heat up.

"Gu...boss..." Song Mi raised his hand to touch Gu Xun, but unexpectedly found that his fingers had penetrated his skin.

"Will you miss me?" Gu Xun's body became lighter and lighter, gradually becoming transparent as the surrounding background quickly dissipated, "I mean, miss 'me'."

"I will miss 'you'," Song Mi's voice choked up a little, "You are not interested in me, you are my buddy."

The pixels scattered to Gu Xun's neck and shoulders, Song Mi couldn't help raising his hand, and touched that smiling face.

"I want to keep you," Gu Xun said with a slight smile in his eyes, "but you have to go."

A breeze blew by, taking away the last strand of Gu Xun's hair.

That indifferent and cold boy, the smile scattered in the air can melt into the sunshine.

"I will remember you," Song Mi looked up at the warmth of the sky, "You are different from him."

Slowly, the sunlight also dispersed.

Song Mi was in a blank, his vision changed from extremely white to extremely dark.

There is a sense of detachment from the body, probably to wake up from the illusion.

Suddenly, Song Mi heard Gu Xun's voice.

"It's the same," the voice was deep and distant, "As long as it's Gu Xun, he will love you."

The author has something to say: how to understand this Gu Xun 2.0.

He is a phantom with a consciousness of his own.

It's just that Gu Xun, in order to protect himself and not disturb Song Mi, closed up that feeling in the real world, causing the guide not to find out, thus creating a "loophole" in the illusion.

This shows that Boss Gu's spiritual world is very powerful and difficult to invade.

And his brain is so good that he can even kill the leader who created him.

As for the last sentence of Gu Xun 2.0, it can be understood as a poignant confession.

No matter what Gu Xun lacks, it is his destiny to fall in love with Song Mi, and he cannot escape no matter what.

Gu Xun and Gu Xun 2.0 are the same person in my opinion, because they are exactly the same and cannot exist at the same time.

You can understand it as two people, after all, Song Mi still regards 2.0 as ironclad.

Finally, I would like to push the new pit "Cats are greedy for my pheromones" by Bei Chong, the work ID4324034, if you are interested, you can go and have a look!

Double cure/Two-way secret love/Sassy, ​​handsome and slightly irritable catnip-flavored Omega researcher x Pseudo-well-behaved little sun-type white cat Alpha General/Strong strong

[Copywriting] As a role model for the new generation of Omega, Mi Shiqi has two grasps of scientific research and A, and he is both sassy and A.

Wherever he goes, no A dares to make trouble, and he is known as the O uncle who is more A than A.

One day, he saw a white cat snap off his most beloved camellia branch.

"Cat meat hot pot, cat meat skewers, choose one?" Mi Shiqi grabbed the cat's neck and said sadly.

The purebred Alpha that suddenly turned into a white cat Jiang Guiyan: ...it's over!

In the end, Jiang Guiyan saved his life by showing off his cuteness, and successfully entered the house, becoming O's pet.

From then on, he lived a beautiful life where he acted coquettishly and cutely begging for a hug with his sweetheart O, and at the same time was frightened and afraid of revealing his secrets.

Then, one day, Mi Qiqi forgot something after going out and turned back halfway home.

I witnessed an Alpha walking out of his house, with silver hair and brown eyes, very similar to his pets.

Meeting at the door was extremely embarrassing.

Jiang Gui turned back into a white cat with a weary sound, trying to be cute to save himself, but was lifted by the back of the neck by Mi Shiqi.

"Honey, you listen to my explanation."

"Shut up, I'm determined to eat cat meat hotpot."

"Meow…"

Afterwards, the white cat rolled around every day holding its own catnip, coquettish and cute, and couldn't put it down.

He even tried to lick two mouthfuls from time to time, and wanted to have an in-depth communication.

Catnip's temper exploded, his cheeks were flushed when he was kissed, and he kicked him away.

"I'm going to get another cat!"

"No, you can only have me as a cat."

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