Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

After Xiao Tiandao left,

The person curled up in the corner lay there with his eyes closed for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes that should have symbolized the sun, moon, stars and rivers were now empty, staring straight at the darkness in the distance.

A bit too quiet.

Yun Xianhe felt like he could hear the sound of his heartbeat coming from his chest, echoing in the empty surroundings.

The young man lying on the ground slowly raised his upper body.

With a wave of his hand, the stars moved and the dark space of consciousness turned into pure white.

Yun Xianhe sat cross-legged in a thin layer of water, half-lowering his head, silently staring at his own reflection in it.

Expressionless and lifeless.

As the fingertips fell, the figure on the water surface distorted for a moment, and a smile seemed to appear at the corners of his lips, but it returned to its original state in a moment.

It’s better for a brave man to know how to laugh.

After all, such an existence should be very friendly, right?

Yun Xianhe remained silent.

He looked at his reflection on the water, smiled skillfully, and then collapsed again after a while.

"Ugh……"

After a long sigh, the boy put his hands on his cheeks, rubbed them hard, and muttered to himself:

"Keep a normal mind...be a good hero..."

The game of playing house is about to end.

I hope Xiao Tiandao has enough energy to withstand a few more restarts.

After all, a positive foreign player whose inner emotions are not stable,

But there is a possibility of turning into a world-destroying demon at any time.

This time there was no 113 nagging to stop him.

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When the person lying on the bed opened his eyes again, it was already late at night.

The warm lamp lit by the bed dispelled the darkness of the night.

Yun Xianhe moved his fingers slightly and readjusted himself to his current physical condition.

He glanced at the symptoms displayed on the system panel, then closed it as if nothing had happened.

The arm slowly raised and the quilt fell off.

The sound of fabric rubbing against each other awakened the dormant substitute robot.

Before Feiying could raise his head, a hand landed on the top of his head.

The man whose chest was stuffy due to vomiting blood spoke in a hoarse voice softly:

"I'm sorry I've been giving you a hard time these past few days. Does it hurt?"

"My Lord, you are awake! I will help you up. Do you want some water?"

Feiying did not respond to the other party's condolences.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe had indeed woken up, he quickly got up and tidied everything for him.

After Yun Xianhe drank some water and his breath seemed to be much better, Feiying scratched the back of his head and said casually:

"Hey, sir, you are joking. Although the value reported by the pain simulator is very high, I turned off the sensor, so it's completely fine!"

Yun Xianhe, who had just taken off his magician disguise, put on his glasses again.

He looked the substitute robot up and down, then glanced at the group of robots on the system.

Well, there is really nothing to do, and I even have time to brag.

Yun Xianhe ignored the requests from those who wanted him to give them a beating.

After asking Feiying to sit down, he casually sketched out the recent battle situation.

Although he has memories of the time when he was a ghost, there are some details that still need to be looked at carefully.

It can be seen that there has been quite a bit of conflict between the winery and them in recent days.

Almost all the code members who are still in Japan have caught a cold and a fever.

The brave man glanced at the lit character card on the system panel, which showed Kil as an undercover agent, and pretended not to see it.

Well, it was done by the robots, what does it have to do with him?

knock --

"Idle Crane."

The knock on the door and the voice came at the same time.

Yun Xianhe quickly put the substitute robot into the system space, and quickly stood up to "clean up the battlefield".

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing at the door and didn't hear any sound, moved forward a little.

Hearing the faint sound of footsteps, he hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door twice:

"Xianhe, do you need my help?"

The other party has been guarding the house like a ghost all day.

To be honest, Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little worried.

After all, in his eyes, Yun Xianhe's life was half ruined.

Plus the other person is a patient himself.

...Can you really take good care of another patient?

inside the house.

Yun Xianhe changed into his pajamas at the speed of light, ruffled his hair and opened the window.

The moment the cold wind rushed in, the brave man shivered slightly.

After carefully checking that there was nothing out of place in the room, he ran to the door and opened it for Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"No need, Mr. Guang, the person has already left."

"left?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment when he heard this suddenly, and then he felt a cold wind rushing towards his face.

He slightly tilted his head and looked past Yun Xianhe at the room behind him.

The quilt on the bed was lifted, revealing a white cloak at the bottom corner.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are wide open.

The evening breeze lifted the gauze curtains, spreading a corner of the moonlight onto the floor.

Zhu Fu Jingguang saw that there was indeed no one in the room and turned his gaze back to the person in front of him.

He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Yun Xianhe’s condition seemed to be a little worse than in the morning.

Zhu Fujingguang, who thought that the other party was tired because he had stayed up late, spoke worriedly:

"In that case, Xianhe should go to rest as soon as possible."

It’s not too late to talk about the rest tomorrow.

The hero yawned very cooperatively, then nodded and said:

"Thank you Mr. Guang for your concern. Good night."

"Good night."

After the brave man saw the other party off and closed the door, the sleepiness on his face instantly disappeared.

A special location in the system space for storing robots.

Feiying, who saw all this on the shared vision screen, sighed:

"Your acting skills are truly superb."

Hearing the compliment, Yun Xianhe chuckled and lowered his eyes to hide the fatigue in his eyes.

The voice that was fed back into the space was slow in speech, revealing a subtle sense of laziness and weariness:

"You're not bad, there's nothing wrong with you, right?"

The robot patted its chest when asked this question:

"It's totally fine! Even if you beat me up now, it's totally fine!"

"Ha... I don't have that preference. Besides, why would I hit you for no reason?"

Feiying muttered softly:

“Maybe it’s because of the face.”

At this moment, Feiying has returned to his original appearance, which is cute and far from the appearance of a brave man.

The old issues were brought up again before even a week had passed.

Yun Xianhe choked when he heard what the other party said. Knowing he was in the wrong, he pretended not to hear anything.

He chose something the other person liked from the system mall.

He stuffed the gift into her hand with one hand and turned off the contact method with the other, then turned around, closed the window, and lay down in bed in one go.

Feiying was stunned for a moment when he was hit by the gift falling from mid-air.

A bright smile immediately appeared on his face, and he turned around to show off to the other robots.

[Look! This is something that the master gave me specially! — Feiying]

[?! Damn it! Why did the master only give it to you! — Qilichu]

at the same time,

Qili Chujian, who was still staying up late to process documents and make the group culture bigger and stronger, was broken-down upon hearing this.

He looked at Feiying who was smug in the group and gritted his teeth.

Damn it! He also wants the adults to beat him up!

The brave man hereby reminds: Good children should not learn this kind of thinking, it is very dangerous.