The Chosen System: Counterattack with Husband

Chapter 794 Complete Her, Complete It

Memories are like sugar paintings melted by high temperature, dripping onto the cold ground bit by bit, cooling into countless fragmented and disordered semi-hard candy pieces.

Astonishingly generous salary, happy and carefree childhood, and overly harmonious boarding life...

They all fell to the ground and shattered into irregularly shaped pieces of sugar that seemed irreparable. Xu Yiyu's face was reflected on each piece.

What she saw was no longer a classroom, no longer a company, and no longer a piano store.

Instead, it is a mysterious space filled with white mist.

Now she could see nothing but herself.

Xu Yiyu shook his head again and again.

The scene before her eyes had not changed at all, it was still a space where she was the only one.

“…Which one is me?”

The faces in the broken memory candies seemed to be hers, yet not hers.

She is obviously a junior high school student, she shouldn't...

"Junior high school student? Am I really a junior high school student?"

In an instant, countless faces of his "classmates" flashed before Xu Yiyu's eyes.

It wasn't until Tang Yang's face appeared that she felt a genuine resistance from the bottom of her heart.

Yes, how could she forget it?

He had sealed the lock of his desk with 502 glue several times so that he could not open the desk.

Someone who once poured half a bottle of chalk ash water into his pencil case.

The person who once poured chalk water over his head in front of the whole class.

Someone who has cursed himself many times with the words "You're such a fat pig and you're wasting food while you're still alive. You deserve to die."

The man who once, along with a few others, splashed blue ink on his school uniform and committed countless horrific and bullying acts.

How could she forget the person who humiliated her like this!

Finally, the scattered memories seemed to be gathered by an invisible hand, which carefully placed each piece in the palm of its hand.

The hard lumps of sugar were thrown into the flaming boiler below and melted together a second time.

Soon, the syrup in the big pot began to bubble and boil, gluing her memories together bit by bit.

Myself as a child, myself as a student, myself after work.

It was as if the disorganized kaleidoscope of images were finally strung together by an invisible thread, reshaping her real life.

The sweet syrup was repainted into countless lifelike little animals and placed back to the time when they originally belonged.

In every period of her life, she is Xu Yiyu.

All the time comes together to make up the real her.

Her parents divorced early in her childhood, so she did not have a complete and happy childhood.

When she was a student, she was isolated and even bullied by people around her because of her body shape and introverted personality. She always stayed alone in a corner, always an unnoticeable shadow behind others.

After work, she tried her best to do every job well, but she became the most innocent scapegoat countless times. After repeated salary cuts, she was fired by her boss with excuses.

Is it all someone else’s fault?

she does not know.

But is it all her own fault?

Looking back now, that’s not necessarily the case.

Some people are just bad for no reason. They want to bully others, want to PUA others, and want to be the center of attention in front of others.

If these people wanted to bully her, they just needed to find an excuse that sounded outrageous and ridiculous.

After the scattered sugar paintings were re-outlined with clear contours, Xu Yiyu's sea of ​​memory finally became completely clear.

These were the times she had regrets, the dark times she had experienced.

What she had just experienced was the opposite of these times.

After this thought emerged from her mind, the white mist lingering around Xu Yiyu slowly accelerated, forming small cyclones around her, as if to completely drag her out of the whirlpool of memories.

At this moment, Xu Yiyu looked around with only one question in his mind.

Why is she here now?

The countless white whirlpools around her were dyed light blue at some point, and Xu Yiyu could even see clearly what made up the light blue mist.

——Those are countless bytes that are so small that they are almost invisible to the naked eye. They are rotating in place without stopping, as if they are dancing a never-ending waltz.

Xu Yiyu didn't know how long it had been, but those whirlpools with a faint blue light finally stopped in place, as if they had completed their mission, frozen in a disordered yet elegant posture.

"Host! Host! You finally woke up!"

A young man with a blue glow under his skin ran out from the depths of the blue mist, roaring excitedly and stopped in front of Xu Yiyu.

The boy's anxious and worried face was filled with joy the moment he saw her. He subconsciously opened his arms, but awkwardly stopped them in mid-air.

Xu Yiyu slowly raised the corners of his mouth, which seemed to have not smiled in many years, into a perfect arc.

She took the initiative to open her arms and hugged the boy in front of her.

"Yes, I am awake."

"I'm sorry to have made you worry, Tongzi."

The first time I hugged my own son was under such circumstances.

The memories without the regrets and darkness were so beautiful, so beautiful that Xu allowed herself to be immersed in them for so long that she almost forgot how to wake up.

Fortunately, there was Tongzi, fortunately, it had been trying to wake her up persistently.

The young Tong finally folded his arms and hugged his host for the first time.

From the corners of its eyes, liquid mixed with strands of blue light slid down its face, and for the first time, Xu Yiyu heard his own son's sigh of relief.

"Host, I'm glad you're okay. I'm glad you're okay."

There was no obvious touch when Xu Yiyu held Tongzi's body in his arms. All he felt was the familiar coolness of the blue light caressing his skin.

There was no exploding information in my mind, as if this was a real hug.

Before Xu Yiyu could ask his son what was going on with the overly real experience he had been experiencing, a second figure appeared in the depths of the fog.

"That's great. I was able to pass the test of all the real copies. I am worthy of being the one chosen by it."

When the tall figure walked in front of Xu Yiyu, she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the face that was almost a one-to-one replica of her own son, and finally loosened her arms that were holding the Chosen System.

The young man looked exactly like Tongzi, as if his face was Tongzi's grown up in the same proportions.

She was not unfamiliar with the young man's voice, it even had a familiar tsundere tone to it.

"Um, have I... seen you before?"

Xu Yiyu's eyes moved back and forth between the two faces, one big and one small, and he asked unconsciously.

Hmm? What's with this weird feeling?

Why did she feel that the young man should appear with someone else?

The young man seemed to see Xu Yiyu's confusion from her brows. He stretched out a finger and poked the boy, then nodded in Xu Yiyu's direction.

"Even if she can't see it, you shouldn't be able to see it, right?"

The young boy turned around reluctantly and glanced at the young man behind him with a bit of disgust, as if he didn't want to talk to him too much.

"You and I have the same source data. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

The young man had no intention of letting go of the boy Tong who had a look of disgust on his face, and he kept hinting at it with words.

I don’t know if it was Xu Yiyu’s illusion, but she actually saw some... impatience and guilt on her own son’s face?

The expression on Tongzi's face was as if his secrets had been exposed.

Looking at the young boy's appearance, the young man sighed and pouted, as if he had compromised. He put one hand on his chest and gave Xu Yiyu a very standard gentleman's salute.

"Ms. Xu Yiyu, please allow me to introduce myself."

The young man's voice echoed countless times in this foggy space where no details could be seen.

"I am the Chosen System in front of you."

"In other words, it is a complete version of the Chosen System that preserves the memories of all previous hosts."