cp dismantled into Shura field [Quick Pass]

"Master, look quickly, this is my master!" Through the glass window, the system pointed to Lin Xingyi.

There is only one person working in the program studio. It is an elegant man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a white tuxedo suit that complements his slender figure. He is standing in front of dozens of colorful computer monitors. in white glove typing on the keyboard.

Lin Xingyi snorted: "This is different from the plaid shirt programmer I imagined."

"The master is handsome, with a high IQ, and good taste." The system proudly raised its small face and praised.

Lin Xingyi: "I thought he was here to attend the banquet."

The system gave him a push: "What do you know, this is style."

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about." Lin Xing wrapped his arms around the neck of the system: "Don't just talk about your master, come and tell me about you."

"When it comes to my affairs, how can I not mention my master." The system said.

Lin Xingyi: ...

It is true that three words are not far from his master.

System: "I am the Ai created by the master. Because the library system is busy, I switched to the system to work. Being a system allows me to continuously upgrade, and it can also simulate the human body. At first, I could only show the human body in the book world. appearance, and later in this world you can also do it.”

Lin Xing pinched his face: "It feels good, just like a real person."

The system patted his hand off: "It hurts!"

Lin Xingyi: "Do you also feel pain in this world?"

System: "Nonsense!"

Lin Xingyi: "Then your name..."

The system scratched his head: "Name? Shouldn't I be called the system?"

Lin Xingyi: "But there are many systems in the Myriad World Library."

System: "I'm one of them, there's nothing wrong with being called "system"."

Lin Xingyi: "Not even a code name? As far as I know, other systems have code names."

The system shook his head: "No."

He pondered for a moment: "Hmm...Maybe the master thinks I'm the only system in his heart, hehe..."

Lin Xingyi: ...that's right, he's an idiot.

At this time, in the program studio behind the glass window, dozens of computer screens went out at the same time, and the system suddenly ran away: "The master is getting off work, I'm leaving first!"

Lin Xing shouted: "Can you be more cowardly!"

The system backed up and put its finger on its lips: "Shhh—keep down!"

Lin Xing smiled.

The automatic door opened, and a man in a white tuxedo suit walked out of the studio, looked Lin Xingyi up and down: "You are Lin Xingyi?"

"Hello." Lin Xing stretched out his hand to the man.

Hearing this, the man stopped taking off his gloves. After hesitating for a moment, he put them on and shook hands with Lin Xingyi: "Chu Cheng."

Lin Xingyi didn't care about his little tricks, and only regarded him as a clean freak.

"Mr. Chu Cheng." Lin Xingyi asked: "Excuse me...does the system I work with have a name or a code?"

"Name?" Chu Cheng smiled disdainfully: "There is no flesh and blood, let alone emotions. It is just a combination of strings of data, so there is no need to name it."

Lin Xingyi: "What?"

"Mr. Lin." Chu Cheng said: "I hope you don't use too much affection. Love is like this, and so are the characters in the book. I kindly remind you, you can do it yourself."

Chu Cheng took off his gloves, threw them into the trash can next to him, and brushed shoulders with Lin Xing away.

"Is it too affectionate?" Lin Xingyi said to himself.

He stopped at the same spot for a moment, then suddenly ran up to Chu Cheng, grabbed Chu Cheng by the collar, pushed him against the wall, and growled, "What do you mean by 'this is the case with love, and so are the people in the book'? Tell me clearly!"

"Xiao Lin!" Director Yu saw the scene before him as soon as he came down the stairs on the top floor, and hurried forward to pull Lin Xingyi away: "What are you doing?"

Chu Cheng took a step back and straightened his collar: "Mr. Yu, it's okay. After all, Mr. Lin is a person who has returned from a complete world. It is normal to confuse the real world with the illusion so that his emotions fluctuate greatly. It is recommended that he go See a psychiatrist."

After speaking, he left.

"Xiao Lin, are you okay?" Manager Yu said with concern, "Xiao Chu is like this, don't worry about it."

"The present world is real, but the world in the book is not illusory." Lin Xingyi said: "I have spent my whole life with the person I love. He is not a simple name in the book, but a living person. I know this better than anyone else, so I don’t allow others to say that about him. As for the system, he is not just data.”

Director Yu held Lin Xingyi's hand: "Xiao Lin, it's all my fault, I shouldn't let you take this task for the sake of performance..."

Lin Xingyi: "Director Yu, you also think I've become emotional?"

Director Yu: "This is not..."

Lin Xingyi pulled out his hand: "Although I regard the world in the book as the real world, I am very clear about the boundary between it and the real world, and I will not confuse the two worlds like in the movie and commit suicide."

......suicide.

Lin Xingyi thought of his father.

Had he, too, met someone in some world with whom he would spend his life with?Maybe because of this, you feel that the world is boring, so you choose to leave this world?

Manager Yu's words interrupted Lin Xingyi's thoughts: "Don't wear books to do tasks for now, I'll give you a few days off to go home and rest?"

"No need for the manager." Lin Xingyi replied, "I'm off to work."

Lin Xingyi walked into the "special library".

This library is full of books that are borrowed by book-wearing experiencers. The library looks very ordinary, with bookshelves neatly arranged and books arranged in categories, but there are no people there.Lin Xingyi walked through the bookshelves, and quickly found the book he was looking for.He took it off the shelf, flipped through it briefly, and put it back.

The content of the book has changed, and every single word tells the story of Lin Xingyi and Han Yun. For Lin Xingyi, the memories have already been deeply engraved in his mind, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't read it.

After he left, a man came out from the rear bookshelf.

Shao Heng's white shirt had two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, revealing half of his neck, and the shirt was neatly tucked into the ironed trousers, making his legs look very slender.His appearance is very cold and handsome, and there is a sadness in his eyes.

He stood quietly, watching Lin Xingyi's back, as if meeting Lin Xingyi for the first time in Wanqian Library.

Suddenly, his face changed, he frowned and covered his chest, holding on to the bookshelf and gasping for breath, it took him a long time to calm down, sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

The phone in his pocket rang and he answered it.

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Son, your mood fluctuates again."

In addition to the virtual vast universe space on the top floor of the Myriad World Library, there is also a space that employees are not allowed to enter.This space is hidden in a long corridor, and most people will only regard it as a dead end when walking in. Only by pressing a specific password, a door will appear at the end of the corridor.

Shao Heng came here.

The strange space recognized his face and opened the door for him.

Although the space behind the door is called a "strange space", the inside of the room is very ordinary, just a bit quaint. The tables, chairs, bookshelves, chandeliers and table lamps are all made in the period of the Republic of China, and the artworks placed are antiques at a glance—— This is a Republic-style study.

A middle-aged man in a shirt and a gray vest stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The man was looking out the window intently.

If you follow his gaze, you will find a different view outside the window: in the distance, there are several European-style western-style buildings, with ordinary Chinese-style courtyards in the middle of the buildings, and a commercial street nearby. Pawns, "clothing shops" and so on, and the streets are full of people in various costumes of the Republic of China wearing mandarin jackets, suits or cheongsams. They come and go, bustling.

——It is a fictional commercial street of the Republic of China.

Shao Heng has long been familiar with the behavior of the middle-aged man.

"Father," he called.

Shao Yun looked back.

Most of his hair is gray, but there are few wrinkles on his face, and his appearance looks very young. If it weren't for the tiredness on his face, he would only look like he was in his 40s or [-]s.

Shao Yun: "You are here, sit down, father has something to tell you."

Shao Heng: "Yes."

"Every curator of our Shao family must be a person who has no emotions and no emotions. He was born with a chip implanted to monitor emotional fluctuations all the time. You made mistakes before, so I cruelly threw you into this punishment system, but recently , your mood fluctuates violently." Shao Yun said.

The author has something to say: because the number of words in the chapters is small, the two are more integrated into one.