Boyfriend is changing characters every day

Luo Xi stood alone under the aurora, with nothing in front of him, only the whistling wind.

The development of the matter was far beyond his logical tolerance. No matter how much he tried to reason out the cause and effect, he studied every action, every word, and all the details that he had an impression of, but he was still in a state of confusion.

The young man walked out of the aurora, the house is still the same house, but it has become the theme of the photography exhibition, and there are many pictures with superb skills on the wall, which make people can't help but look at them .

Every photo can be entered, and the scenery recorded on it can be truly felt... It's like a farewell gift.

There is no trace of another person living here, everything is single.

Luo Xi picked up his cell phone from the table, and habitually wanted to call someone—he could no longer care about getting angry or worrying about anything else.

He couldn't forget Xie Chuji's extremely sad and sad eyes. A second before he disappeared, Luo Xi saw tears falling from his eyes.

But the phone book on his mobile phone was empty, he couldn't find Xie Chuji's number, he couldn't find their SMS records, and the chat software also lacked a top and special concern.

"Do you remember my boyfriend?"

Luo Xi called Song Weizhi.

"Have you made a boyfriend?" The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely surprised, "No wonder you asked if you would like to come out during the annual leave, and you said you have something to do."

Before hanging up the phone with any excuse, Luo Xi heard the friendly booing from his colleagues in the background sound.

It seems that Xie Chuji never really existed, it was just his hallucination, or a short dream.

But Luo Xi still remembered Xie Chuji.

He kind of wanted to go to the coffee shop where the system had automatically sent a text message before to ask for help, but his reason also told him that if he went to ask for help, there would probably be no further news about this matter.

Xie Chuji is not a ghost, not a ghost, but an existence that is difficult to define, a higher level, or a higher level existence.

Even if he could get help, Luo Xi didn't dare to gamble with this possibility easily, he still remembered, but at the same time he was afraid of forgetting.

What if he didn't remember when he opened his eyes tomorrow morning?

——Then Xie Chuji might really have no way to get it back.

The young man took out the pen and paper calmly, and while drawing his boyfriend, he recalled everything from the beginning of the meeting.

When reading, he can even recite an ancient text only by reading it two or three times, but his memory has never been as good as it is now.

From the beginning of the acquaintance, he was able to recall every word and every subtle movement of Xie Chuji.

As if it was some kind of precursor, this made Luoxi feel uneasy.

Because he can only recall, cannot draw with paper and pen, cannot record with words, no matter how he avoids it, the paper will always be blank.

The same is true for switching to mobile phone memos.

There is no way for people to record something that does not exist, unless it is just an imagination and has a basis.

But the problem is that Luo Xi has no way to admit that Xie Chuji is an imagination, but he just fabricated a character based on legends or stories he saw by accident.

To be is to be.

He found that he really seemed to have no other choice. As time went by, the panic that he would forget was getting bigger and bigger, almost occupying his whole mind.

Maybe after forgetting, he won't be like this.

He will calmly accept that he has a magical magic house that can enter any landscape.

It will be the same as before, and no one will try their best to pester him not to let him go to work, causing many accidents.

But at least until you forget.

At least until you forget.

He couldn't accept it no matter what, and felt strongly unwilling to do so.

——"Of course, I bless you will never have the day when you call for it."

He heard the cat's voice, and that sly, somewhat smug look.

There are some things that people can't do even if they spend their whole life.

— But what if it is God?

The elegant and noble goddess Bast heard the call of the believers.

When He threw off his attendants and came in small steps, what he saw was a young man staring at a huge blank canvas in a daze.

He looked a bit embarrassed, with tears all over his face—like many cats who couldn't help but get close to humans, participated in their short lives, and came back crying in the end, he had a pretty face.

The goddess squatted in front of him, licking her paws gracefully.

He found that the place was clean, and there was nothing unspeakable, but it was so stupid that the cat couldn't help but feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

"I understand." The black cat said firmly, and before the young man could confide, he had roughly figured out the ins and outs. "That one, I mean, your boyfriend, did he do something stupid again?"

He even raised his tail proudly, "Of course meow."

The great Goddess Buster, when she met her while walking on the street, she had foreseen that this kind of thing would happen meow!

"Because they are such creatures." Speaking of this, the black cat proudly puffed up its chest, "It is a better choice to fall into the arms of Goddess Buster than to find a way to make up for the consequences of stupid things for him. "

"Lovely."

He said this and licked his paw, "I can also allow you to live with me."

Goddesses are not easy to have a good impression of humans.

But if it is this human being, it is also possible to let him experience the greatness of the goddess for a short time.

The human soul is of no use, but only to man himself.

Goddess Buster loves the sparkle.

After all, He is also one of them.

Luo Xi stared blankly at the black cat that suddenly appeared, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Thank you." The young man sniffed, "Excuse me, do you need any other tribute?"

So the goddess got two bags of marinated dried fish, some beef cubes, and three big bags of dried beef.

The black cat gracefully enjoys the worshiper's tribute on the sofa—or bribery is fine. In short, Goddess Bast is very happy.

"It's not surprising at all," he said. "When I met him, I felt that he would definitely do this—influenced by human beings, we do sometimes do such redundant and meaningless things."

However, if it was Goddess Buster, she wouldn't make the humans she loves so sad.

Luo Xi's mood eased a little.

He is extremely grateful to this patron saint of war and family who is active in Egyptian mythology-even though the other party does not look much different from ordinary cats.

"Excuse me, how can I get him back?" The young man asked his own question.

"I feel like I'm going to forget about him tomorrow."

He bit his lip unconsciously.

"The rules are like this, you will definitely forget him." Goddess Buster condescended, and (again) took the initiative to rub the human in front of her.

"The reason why I remember it is because it is not easy for the rules to erase the imprint left by him."

Of course, this is only one aspect.

Erasing the imprint of no owner is actually very simple for the rules, probably like a human being erases a pencil's graffiti with an eraser.

But the young man in front of him firmly believes in the existence of someone, and is continuously providing strength to him and deepening it.

Therefore, even if the handwriting is erased, there will still be deep, very obvious traces of what was written.

It can also be seen as the result of a struggle.

That's why he remembered it so clearly and strongly.

Therefore, Goddess Buster likes this soul that doesn't seem to have much power, but when you look closely, you can see a soul with strong light.

But although the mark on the paper cannot be erased, it can be filled in by other means, or simply smoothed out.

No matter what, Luo Xi will forget Xie Chuji.

"The Goddess also deduced that Meow that He had existed through some previous connections—"

The black cat's tone was relaxed, "After all, when he turned into a cat yesterday, he believed in me for a short time."

Of course, because this belief is not pious at all, it goes without saying that He didn't seriously respond to such things.

The goddess should maintain a perfect image in front of the human beings she has a crush on.

"If you don't want to forget him, try to get him back."

The black cat put down its licking paw, solemn but serious, revealing a noble and noble divinity, "There is only one way."

Goddess Buster has no obligation to help. Strictly speaking, she and that one can even be regarded as hostile positions—even if that one has never done anything, but just slept soundly on the throne.

But the Goddess never forgets that once upon a time some nasty guy made a mess of Egypt!

He will help, just because he simply likes this human being, and doesn't want his light to be dimmed because of this-even if he forgets, such things will still have an impact.

A beautiful existence will always make the god happy, even if he is not the jewelry collected by the goddess, it will still make the cat feel happy to take a look when passing by occasionally.

What's more, the small dried fish and meat snatched from someone's hands are indeed more delicious.

"I'll open a door for you."

He said, "The world inside the door is real, and the world inside the door is all illusion."

"You have to go through the town where cats live, to the magic capital of disaster, to the cold and hidden wilderness; to cross the lonely peak, into the city of gold, to the capital of eternity, to the gate of eternity and the end—"

"If He remembers you."

The black cat thought for a while, and thought that the probability of him forgetting this human being was almost the same as the probability of becoming smart and witty, so there was no need to specifically tell him.

"Anyway—"

He changed his words, "He will open the door."

What's more, if He doesn't open the door, even Buster can't help it. It's not within the scope of the goddess' authority and ability.

The Goddess only knows that the door leads directly to an Avatar of Knowledge, but it's perfectly fine to change the entrance temporarily if that one wishes.

"But behind the door, what will you see, what will you face."

The goddess of cats, who has always been merciful, showed pity on her face, "Human beings, except for you who may experience these things, no one knows."

"I will open the door for you." He said, Xiaoxiao used the cliff in a certain photo.

"Open the door, and jump off the cliff, and through the dark, those glowing orbs, and the laughing winged creatures, and through the chasm, you can reach Ulthar—where the cat guides you."

Luo Xi could only memorize all the words of the cat goddess first, and then digest them slowly.

But judging from the description, it is extremely difficult for him to find Xie Chuji, and there is a high probability of failure.

"Ah, that's right." Goddess Buster thought of something quite casually, "Before entering the dreamland, I should tell you something."

The cat resumed its casual tone, "If you failed to get him back, he didn't choose to respond to you; or if he responded to you, but chose to keep you, then you will die."

"After all, the Xie Chuji you knew may have completely disappeared, leaving only him."

Although death is not a big deal in the eyes of the goddess, human beings are fragile and small after all.

"It's more likely that you will die before you find Him."

"For humans, the Dreamland is very dangerous and should not be set foot in."

He licked his paw, "Even so, are you going to find him?"

The goddess said to herself, "Actually, he doesn't have much to like, and he's not smart enough. No matter how you think about it, it's not worth paying the price of your life for it, right?"

"Why don't you come and like Goddess Buster? The goddess will at most turn you into a cat that keeps me company, and won't distort you, try to assimilate you, and turn you into that sad and ugly thing."

Luo Xi piled up all the leftover snacks in front of the black cat.

The young man's eye sockets were actually a little red, but his brows had returned to their usual gentleness, and his pupils shone with the brilliance that a goddess likes.

"Please forgive me, I can only thank you in this way." He said, blinking a little embarrassedly, "If there is a chance in the future, or if you still need it, I will use this method whenever I come over." Tribute to entertain you."

So Goddess Buster liked him even more.

Cats are such an eccentric species.

At the same time, he had to admit that he was a little frustrated: "Even if you know you will die, do you still decide to go to him?"

"It's really hard for humans to understand, meow."

"It's just me." Luo Xi rubbed his eyes, "Although if I get him back, I will probably still consider breaking up, but that will be something later."

"Also, I do need to do some...preparation."

He smiled reluctantly at the black cat, "Human instinct is to be afraid of death."

Before setting off for the dreamland that the black cat spoke of, he made some preparations.

Including counting the current property, and those that automatically become him after the boyfriend disappears, sorting out the account passwords, planning the use, and setting up regular emails.

Using travel as an excuse, Luo Xi used up all the time off he had accumulated before and took a long, long vacation.

If he doesn't come back, the email will be automatically sent to Song Weizhi after almost two months.

When you think about it, it's a bit unbelievable.

The reason why he pays so much attention to the present and tries to live every day well is because he knows that people will never know which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

Deep down, he was actually very resistant and avoided the word "death".

The wise goddess Buster knows this.

The cat calmly observes the heart of the person in front of it with its eyes, examines his soul, but still cannot understand it.

Why, obviously trembling with fear, still choose to find a phantom that has disappeared?

The black cat does not deny that Xie Chuji is him, but for them, this experience is too short.

This is very bad value.

He believes that the value of young souls is obviously much higher than that phantom like a short-lived dream.

What a foolish thing it is to exchange pearls and gems for gravel, what a cat can't understand.

"I think I'm so stupid." The young man curled his lips, a bit like a confession, "However, if I don't do it, no one will do it."

It was he who first fell in love with Xie Chuji and went after Xie Chuji. While teaching the other person, he also learned how to love someone bit by bit.

He is responsible to Xie Chuji.

So you can't let yourself give up, you can't let him disappear.

He wanted to tell Xie Chuji that this approach was wrong.

Similarly, Xie Chuji is also responsible for him.

Xie Chuji has learned to love.

He needs to be responsible.

The young man's smile was very forced, but very nice.

The black cat licked its paw noncommittally, and helped the young man open his own door to the dreamland.

"So."

The moment the figure disappeared behind the door, the goddess sent her blessing and very precious protection.

"Lovely man, brave man—"

"Go forward, you will definitely find him."

The author says:

Lolo: Thank you, we will break up when we find it;

And, thanks to the benevolent cat goddess—please make my cat smarter too!

www relatives and friends complained, asked me, didn’t you say this is pure sugar?How come there is such a drama about the fragments of the heart.

me: you can't say lemon drop is not sugar(?);

Relatives and friends:?leave.

And then there's, I'm so sorry!Although I really only planned to write cookies that were completely unit dramas like the previous ones.

But I still didn't stop whining when I was making the outline, that is, because I really like my Lolo (and Xiaoxie by the way), so... OTZ, I confess, I will immediately involve the possibility of fraud in the copywriting Remove the pure sugar and change it to a more appropriate description (.);

And then, please believe that they will HE, the copywriting has not yet broken up www