His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Su Zhe didn't sleep all night, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the sense of terror would come to his heart. He turned on the air conditioner to the maximum, and sat on the sofa bed all night hugging the quilt.After getting up in the north, as soon as he entered the living room, he saw him dozing listlessly on the sofa. In his words, after all, he was "older", and he couldn't recover from staying up all night in winter. He only felt cold all over in the early morning. Nowhere is comfortable.

"Eat first." Xiang Bei put the porridge on the small coffee table next to the sofa, "We'll talk after we finish."

Su Zhe took a sip of the porridge, and his whole body felt warm immediately. The chicken shreds were slender and smooth, the ginger was sweet and salty and not spicy at all, and even the green onions had a unique fragrance. This is not porridge, but a life-saving medicine.After drinking a whole bowl of porridge, he finally came back to life, rubbed his eyes and walked slowly into the kitchen, and found that the chopping board and the stove that had just finished cooking were clean with only some water marks, which was completely different from the place where he had just finished cooking. A typhoon-like kitchen.

"How did you do it?" Su Zhe poked his head out and said, a small house also has small advantages, such as not having to shout when talking, "Is there any trick to keep it so clean when cooking?"

Xiang Bei walked in with a bowl, and said with a smile: "The trick is to clean it immediately after finishing, the oil will be easier to wipe."

Su Zhe: "..."

At ten o'clock in the morning, the curtains were opened, and the sunlight flooded the south-facing living room and room. Su Zhe's spirits and spirits had almost recovered, and he sat in the living room facing north and began to study what happened last night.

"Can't remember anything?" Xiang Bei asked.

"I really can't remember." Su Zhe said distressedly, "And this can't remember is not the kind of I know I forgot something, my memory is coherent, go to bed, watch the video, you open the door, fall off the bed, that's it The process is coherent with nothing missing."

"The video record also proves it." Xiang Bei pondered for a while, "After all, is it possible that you saw something on the phone?"

Su Zhe blinked: "Is there? But my expression didn't change at that time."

When Xiang Bei raised his hand, the phone screen almost hit Su Zhe's face. He saw that his face on the screen was almost stuck to the phone. It didn't look like a normal posture. Unfortunately, the angle of the surveillance camera couldn't capture it. Screen.

"Do normal people see it that way?" Xiang Bei asked calmly.

Indeed not.

Su Zhe took his mobile phone and flipped through yesterday's historical records. He stared at the name of that video for a long time, and finally had to muster up the courage to click on it. Even so, he still shivered involuntarily when he saw the opening screen , It didn't calm down until Xiang Bei squeezed to his side.

The total length of the documentary is 10 minutes. Su Zhe and Xiangbei finished it without fast-forwarding, without any gain.

"Could it be something else?" Su Zhe asked.

"For example?" Xiang Bei asked.

Of course Su Zhe couldn't answer.

The two thought hard for a long time, and finally decided to shelve it because they were hungry.Some of the electrical tools purchased by Xiangbei from HD are piled up in the living room. It will take time to organize the house into the desired appearance. For example, just changing the bed involves selling the old bed and buying a new one. It's not good if two beds are placed at the same time at home, there is really nowhere to go, and it is already very crowded now.

"Really want to sleep in a bed?" Su Zhe was a little uncertain, "Are you sure?"

"Are you thinking that I haven't slept with anyone else?" Xiang Bei held the knife, the tip of the knife on the cutting board, and stared at Su Zhe with his head tilted, "What's the fuss about two people sleeping on the same bed? "

"How about buying a bunk bed?" Looking at the gleaming knife point, Su Zhe compromised.

"This is not a dormitory, what are you doing sleeping on a bunk bed?" Xiang Bei was even more upset, "I don't even care what you are so fussy about? Can you fuck me, or can I fuck you?"

Su Zhe: "..."

Okay, since you said that... I still can't do anything.

The process of arranging furniture is throwing and throwing. There are a lot of big furniture that Su Zhe intends to sell at a low price, and he is scolded by Xiang Bei for being stingy.

Near noon, I went north to buy vegetables.There is no socket for the freezer and electricity. This house only has a small refrigerator of more than 100 liters. Naturally, it is impossible to store too many things. Although he pays attention to freshness, the conditions are limited to vegetables and fish, and he is reluctant to use frozen meat for some meat. , "Anyway, it is also cold-chained when it is shipped to the vegetable market, as long as it is frozen once, it will be the same", and vowed to go to the countryside to buy fresh-killed pork once in the New Year to make Su Zhe open his tongue.

Su Zhe has been busy for a while, sweating a little, the injured arm no longer feels pain, it looks completely healed, and the fear has also subsided, and the good mood disappeared immediately when Xiang Bei came back.

"Can you watch the surveillance outside?" Su Zhe asked Xiang Bei who entered the door.

"I watched it outside, but there was no picture." Xiang Bei said, "Did you find anything from last night to now?"

Su Zhe was stunned for a while, and said: "We just watched the picture last night, you went out, so you don't have it?"

Xiang Bei raised his head and blinked innocently: "When did we watch the picture last night? Isn't there nothing?"

The two looked at each other for a while.

"Just now, right here." Su Zhe pointed to his feet, "The two of us watched the surveillance last night together, and you analyzed what I saw on the phone."

Xiang Bei frowned: "Is there?"

"No, don't be joking." Su Zhe was a little flustered, and his voice also increased, "It's just what happened!"

A narration frame jumped out from the top of Xiang Bei's head: Xiang Bei was a little skeptical that he was alive, but he believed that Su Zhe didn't deceive people, and this guy didn't have the talent to deceive people.

Su Zhe: "..."

Are you trying to praise me or hurt me?

The current situation is very clear, no matter what is found and seen in this house, once you leave, the relevant memories and records will be erased immediately, and the memory will not be lost, that is to say, if a person lives in Here, you may not find any problems at all.

"But I can feel it." Su Zhe has calmed down a lot and is no longer as scared as before. "That feeling...is hard to describe. It's just fear, pure fear. If you want to say why you are afraid, you can't say it. It's even more uncomfortable."

Xiang Bei did some experiments. For example, he left his mobile phone with monitoring installed in the room, and went out after talking with Su Zhe about what happened last night. When he came back, he found that the monitoring with Su Zhe was still there. But he doesn't remember talking at all.He tried to write the matter on a note again, but when he came back from the house, he found that the note in his pocket was gone. This made him confirm one thing. It is more difficult to erase the real record than the electronic record. Later, he took the initiative to throw the note away, but he didn't remember it. Su Zhe, who stayed in the house, couldn't go out to look for it, because they might not remember looking for the note as soon as they went out.However, as long as any record does not involve what happened last night, the memory will not be erased, only the surveillance video will be erased anyway, even if they don’t talk about anything, anything that can watch and load video files, including mobile phones, Cameras, laptops, and U disks all cannot be saved, and network storage is even more outrageous. No matter how many times you upload it, you will never find it on the network side. The strange thing is that the upload process still exists.

"Actually, this is a reminder to us." After thinking for a while, Xiang Bei said, "Is this supernatural phenomenon related to the camera or the shooting?"

Su Zhe snapped his fingers: "That's why I was staring at the phone screen last night."

"Let's try again tonight." Xiang Bei said, "There are too many ways of living in modern society without leaving your room. Go out tomorrow and see if there is any change, and we will be together the day after tomorrow."

Su Zhe felt that this was the only way to go, until he saw the narration frame: Ha, the night of the first kiss, unfortunately, this good show will never be filmed.

Su Zhe: "..."

First kiss?