Ren Yue felt that she was being tricked, so she couldn't stand it. The scene she could see was still countless colorful lines flying behind her.

Ren Yue gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay to go offline, why are you doing so much? Ren Yue called out the system interface and chose to go offline. A white light flashed around him, and Ren Yue's eyes dimmed, and then he heard the sound of the air valve venting.

With a "sniff~", the cabin door of the game warehouse opened. Ren Yue stood up, walked out, looked at the watch on the wall. It was already six o'clock.

Ren Yue didn't feel anything uncomfortable, she felt that she was not tired or sleepy at all, but she felt that she couldn't stand it mentally because she had been awake for too long and had a rest in her life, but she didn't have a rest in her mind.

Ren Yue changed into the clothes for the morning jogging, put on her shoes, and walked to the living room and found that the Thirteenth had not yet gotten up, so she turned around and went out. Ren Yue touched her under her, but she still felt a little painful, but she thought that there should be nothing big.

Although this is the 22nd century, it is not so futuristic. Ren Yue uses black technology in his life, but the surrounding environment is like a small alley and a small alley in the last century. There are not many households on the upper floor, but they all know each other very well, as if they are more like an elderly community, or a junction of urban and rural areas.

Ren Yue went downstairs, Ren Yue lived on the top floor, on the third floor, and a river meandered through this community and slowly slid across the city, dividing the city into two. The deeper he went to the city, the more unfamiliar Ren Yue felt and the colder he became.

He likes to run along this river very much. The green areas on both sides of the banks are green. Ren Yue feels very happy. The breathing feeling in the game is not as good as the feeling in reality. I don’t know that it is his own psychological effect.

Ren Yue bought soy milk and fried dough sticks on the way back. Don’t be curious. Although this is in the 22nd century, it is not a wasteland style. Things exist or die based on people’s preferences. Some people like it and some need it, so there is a reason for it to exist.

Just like Ren Yue likes soy milk and fried dough sticks, these two things happen to be available near his house.

Ren Yue walked home with fried dough sticks and soy milk. In the past, Ren Yue only ate this kind of thing once or twice a month, but he didn't have money to buy it. Now it's different. He earned 150,000 this night, which is faster than buying it.

Fried noodles with soy milk, so that even the gods can be replaced

Humph~ I'm now a man with two eggs in instant noodles.

Ren Yue opened the door and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. He knew that the Thirteenth had already gotten up and was washing up. Ren Yue helped him back last night and bought toiletries in the supermarket halfway.

Ren Yue put the soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand on the dining table, then packed the table and sat down. Ren Yue wanted to ask what plans were on the Thirteenth.

Ren Yue took out his cell phone and played silently, waiting for the Thirteenth to come out. After a while, the bathroom door opened with a "squeak" sound. No. 13 walked out of the room while stroking his hair.

On the Thirteenth, he was still the same outfit he played with yesterday. There was a shirt that Ren Yue found on it, and two big white legs were empty below, which made people imagine it.

"Come here to have a meal~" Ren Yue pointed to the breakfast on the table, "I don't know if you like it or not,"

No. 13 nodded gently and walked over with his steps lightly, but every time the slippers were heard with the sound of the tower on the ground, Ren Yue could hear it clearly.

"Does your place still hurt?" No. 13 asked first. Ren Yue returned to his room last night. No. 13 was still sitting in front of the dining table in a daze. Unexpectedly, he had a big mess on the first day.

"Ah?~Ah" Ren Yue blushed a little and coughed awkwardly, "Well~, it's fine, it doesn't hurt much~"

I thought to myself how to answer this question. Did I say it hurt or not? It looked a little swollen when I woke up in the morning. But the atmosphere was too weird.

"Is it serious? Or maybe I'll show you?" No. 13 hesitated and said hesitantly

"Ah, what?, you?" Ren Yue squirted out a mouthful of water, and his face suddenly blushed to the bottom of his neck.

"If it really doesn't work, you can go to the hospital for a look." No. 13 stared at his watery eyes and looked at Ren Yue and said

"Ah, I'm fine, I'm fine, have you eaten soy milk fried dough sticks?" Ren Yue picked up a fried dough stick in order to change the topic, asked No. 13, shook his head, and looked at Ren Yue with her big eyes that were so savage. Ren Yue hadn't been stared at like this for a long time, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Try it, it's delicious. I like to add some sugar to soy milk, and then tear the fried dough sticks into pieces and soak them in. It's delicious." Ren Yue said while making it, and she tore the fried dough sticks in her hand into a few pieces and threw them into the bowl.

"Sugar is here~" Ren Yue pointed to the sugar placed on the table

On the Thirteenth, he also imitated Ren Yue's appearance and carefully broke a little and put it in the soy milk. The fried dough sticks were very fluffy. As soon as they were put in, they sucked the juice. "Hurry, eat quickly, don't soak it thicker."

On the Thirteenth, he quickly picked up the fried dough sticks and put them in his mouth. Well, it was delicious. On the Thirteenth, he looked at Ren Yue with a smile and nodded. On the Thirteenth, he watched the Thirteenth hair rise in the sun, and suddenly felt a sense of disorganization.

This is probably the person who has spoken the most since she graduated.

"Do you have any plans?" Ren Yue asked, stuffing the fried dough sticks into the innermost part of his body

"Not yet. My head still hurts a lot. I can't remember what happened before. I want to wait until it slowly stabilizes and then talk about memories."

Ren Yue nodded without saying anything, and he also felt that he should figure out where she was before, because he had not found out about her identity last night. In the 22nd century, it would be too difficult to do if he didn't want to leave any traces on the Internet. Another reason is that No. 13 was too vague and he had no clue.

"Then you live here now, there is no hurry. If you are being chased, you can't go out."

"Yes~ It seems like I jumped from one cage to another, but I still can't get out." Ren Xiaoning's tone was a little low, and she put down the chopsticks.

"Well~ That's it. I got you a new identity last night. I saw the email in the morning that it was already done." Ren Yue pressed the remaining fried dough sticks into the bowl. Ren Yue lifted the powerful taste so delicious

"Although I still can't go out with a new identity, I'm afraid I'll be found here, but you can play games," Ren Yue said while eating.

"Do you play the game?" No. 13 hesitated a little. She had never played any games in her memory, nor had any scenery. Only pain and darkness. Wandering and escape occupied most of her thoughts.

"It's a very fun game. I have already booked the game cabin in the morning. It's probably coming tonight. You won't be disappointed." Ren Yue raised her face and looked at No. 13's eyes. He had finished drinking soy milk, like a wind blowing away the clouds.

"Do you know how to cook?" Ren Yue asked again when she stood up and packed the bowls.

No. 13, she never entered the kitchen, but nodded. She didn't want to be taken care of by Ren Yue one by one, as if she was a canary in a cage waiting for others to feed her.

"Okay, then don't go out these days. Stay at home and wait until the game warehouse comes back and play games together. I'll help you investigate your original matter." Ren Yue said while walking to the kitchen.

"Also, you can cook lunch later, just make some of it." Ren Yue said

No. 13 answered quickly, "Ah?~Ah, OK." No. 13 regretted it a little and curled his lips. Who told me that I could cook and I got on the verge of it.

After Ren Yue finished the explanation, he turned around and rushed to the city center. He left No. 13 with a belly and was alone at home with a headache and how to cook.

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