nightmare exec

No. 15 minutes after separating from Qi Zhengnan, Song Yin regretted it.

Get rid of his embarrassment, get rid of his lack of mood, get rid of his limpness—God knows he should have stalked him just now, and dragged Qi Zhengnan to cook the raw rice.

This does not mean that he is a heartless person - the past about his parents really made Song Yin very uncomfortable.But to be honest, in his delusions about his family in the past ten years, there are at least seven or eight versions of stories that are more vulgar and gloomy.

For example, the two factions of the underworld are fighting, the male and female thieves live in exile, and they owe hundreds of millions of huge debts and cannot repay... There is even a German orthopedic version.

In contrast, the truth of "the father is a nightmare executive who became a traitor in order to save his retired wife and fled and lived in seclusion" can be called "tender", even with a hint of sad romance.

It's just their romance that hurts the people who should least be hurt.

Of course, they also indirectly "compensated" their own son to the injured person.

Although he kept saying that "the truth of the matter will never affect his feelings for Qi Zhengnan", but at No. 15 minutes after he separated from Qi Zhengnan, Song Yin overturned this conclusion-how could there be no influence?The impact is really great.

If they had done all the things that should be done with a single effort just now, then their hearts could still be pressed together under the strong pull of the flesh, packing up a lot of bad things in the past, and still Locked behind the door.

After all, there is nothing that can't be solved with one shot, if there is, then another shot.

But now, he has chosen rationality, and Qi Zhengnan has also chosen rationality, so according to the rational process, they need a period of time to sort out each other's inner world, what should be discarded, what should be understood, and what should be seen as much as possible. Open up a little, and then find another opportunity to let the soul make a recommendation for the two bodies.

Very troublesome, very shameful, very confusing—the path chosen by Song Yin has three key words.

The main confusion actually centered on Qi Zhengnan's identity.

If calculated according to "Mu Hui"'s birth date, although Qi Zhengnan is much younger than Song Yin's biological father, he is still a middle-aged man in his forties.And according to the seniority, the comrades-in-arms of my own father have to be called "Uncle" no matter what - isn't this seniority a bit confusing?

But this is not a big problem. What's wrong with being in your 40s?Not all super handsome guys in their early twenties in appearance and ID card.

Besides, the executive officers who came from the special selection group generally lack common sense of life, and spend most of their time in a daze except for performing tasks. It seems that they can't really "live a lifetime".

What's more, Qi Zhengnan still has nine years of his life in a state of nothingness and frightening wandering outside the territory. He can't be compared with the sophisticated uncles who have been in the society for more than 40 years.

Simply obsessing over numbers is simply asking for trouble.Didn't Xu Xian also marry a wife who is more than 1700 years older than him?

A hole in my heart seemed to be easily filled.But the problem that needs to be clarified is far more than this one.

Fifteen years ago, the boy he recited from the abandoned restaurant in the resort was not the Qi Zhengnan he loved now.So can "Qi Zhengnan" still be called "Qi Zhengnan"?

Judging from Qi Zhengnan's answer in front of Tuzhen Beast, even he himself didn't think about this question.

Song Yin admits that his horns are a bit pretentious, but he can't stop thinking about it, as if he can't help but want to tear off the barb on his hand.

And in order to solve this problem more rationally, he felt that he needed an absolutely rational chat partner.

"I'm sorry, but I can't quite understand your trouble."

Absolutely rational chat partner-assistant officer Ergou once again showed the expression of "you humans are so strange".

"As an assistant officer, as long as you want, I can change my appearance at any time. Therefore, to me, the appearance is not important at all. As long as the internal procedures are the same, I am the same person."

Song Yin felt that he was suspected of making fun of himself for "judging people by their appearance", and retorted dissatisfiedly: "That's because you don't have a body. The body in your eyes is the same as the name in the eyes of human beings. We won't be entangled in changing the name." The person we are now is still not the original person, because the name is not our original attribute."

"So the flesh is what you call the original attribute?"

Ergou's eyes became more and more confused: "I wouldn't be surprised if this was said by an ordinary human being. But you are the executive officer of Nightmare, and you should have understood that the so-called 'body' is just received after passing through the airport in the world." It’s just a set of biological uniforms. Every world has different uniforms, and the small difference in appearance is not the point. The important thing is the functionality of the uniform, which exists to better adapt to the environment of that world.”

"Okay, okay, don't explain. You're almost making me see through the world."

Song Yin scratched her hair, showing an extremely rare and awkward expression: "Although that is the case, if this happens, will I not be able to simply be Brother Nan's dog in the future? If you want to praise him, you have to praise his beauty Have a more beautiful heart?"

"You think Qi Zhengnan's face doesn't belong to him?" Er Gou suddenly pointed at Song Yin's cheek with his hand: "Then do you think your face is your own?"

Song Yin opened her mouth to answer, but was a little hesitant: "I inherited my parents' genes. From this point of view, this face is not made by me, but it does belong to me."

"In the same way, Purgatory and the system are equivalent to Qi Zhengnan's reborn parents. They can give him any appearance. By the way, the factors that determine human appearance are not only genetics, but also genetic mutations, living environment, personality, and acquired experiences. It has a lot to do with it. Even if the boy from back then lived to this day, he might just be a little fat man with a hunched chest, caries, and no chin."

Thinking about it carefully, this might really be the case - after all, in terms of fitness and self-maintenance, Qi Zhengnan's level of self-discipline is not at all like a wealthy young master who is loved by thousands of people.

After such a set of mental journeys, another knot in my heart was successfully untied.Song Yin was a little relaxed, but on the surface, he still hugged his knees with his hands and pouted unconvinced.

"... After a long time of trouble, he is the real son of the selection. Then who am I? The son of the traitor in purgatory? Tsk!"

"With all due respect, in Purgatory, you don't have that title."

Ergou corrected his complaint: "From the perspective of the system, you and your parents are independent individuals from each other, and it will not punish you for your father's behavior back then."

"You still want to punish me? It's kind of me not to seek revenge from it!" Song Yin raised her hand and gestured to the air with a middle finger.

"You can't punish the system."

Ergou discussed the matter seriously: "For individual human beings, that is too powerful an existence. Using your human mythology as a metaphor, it is like Jingwei filling the sea, Yugong moving mountains, and Kuafu chasing the sun. Although the courage is commendable, but With all due respect, it is better to go with the flow than to fight with anger.”

"Okay, okay, stop preaching." Song Yin covered her ears like a rebellious child.

"It was you who brought up this topic first." Ergou said that the fault was not on his side.

"Then can't you follow me and say something nice?!" Song Yin retorted, covering her ears.

"No, only the truth can calm you down and stop you from doing stupid things."

"I'm calm, I just need reassurance!"

"Understood, turn on the unreasonable comfort mode for the mentally retarded."

As soon as he said this, Ergou suddenly stopped and spoke again after a few seconds.

"Just received a notification from the system that there have been many incidents of retired executive officers being attacked recently. It is considered that Sisyphus did it, and the intention is not clear. Remind all executive officers to pay more attention when downloading copies. If there are special circumstances, let the assistant officer immediately report upwards."

"Retired executive officer? Isn't that the dungeon we met just now!" Song Yin quickly raised his head from his knees, "Ergou, report it!"

"The report has been completed." Ergou nodded immediately.

"So fast." This aroused Song Yin's long-standing confusion: "Gouzi, who is running the Aksha system behind the scenes? Are there other levels above the executive officer?"

"Sorry, this is not a question I can answer." Ergou shook his head and said that the question was beyond the outline.

"Then how did you receive notifications and send feedback?" Song Yin asked.

"Occasionally, a voice that doesn't belong to me will sound in my head." Ergou's answer is somewhat mysterious, "It will give me instructions and listen to my report."

"Voice in your head? Who is it?"

"Perhaps you should rest and relax these few days." Ergou simply changed the subject, "There are still many good attractions in Purgatory. You have only been here for a few months, so you should go out and walk more."

"with who?"

Song Yin let go of the hands holding her knees, and fell back on the bed, "What expression and mentality should I use now to go to Brother Nan..."

Having said that, Song Yin quickly found a less embarrassing way of communicating.

"Brother Nan, are you asleep?" This is the harassing text message he sent at one o'clock in the morning.

It's not that he is a demon in the middle of the night, people in the middle of the night are always very sentimental, and it is best to talk at this time.

He has already thought about what he should say to Qi Zhengnan later, what kind of tone he should use—in short, act coquettishly and pretend to be pitiful, and then have another chance to confess his feelings. Raiding the safe house...

He lay on the bed and rolled a few times, buried his head in the quilt and giggled.But 5 minutes, 10 minutes, and 15 minutes passed, until he fell asleep with his mobile phone in his hand, but he did not receive a response from Qi Zhengnan.

That night, Song Yin slept for seven hours for the first time in a long time.And such a long sleep was not because of his good sleep quality, on the contrary, he was trapped in a long nightmare and couldn't get out.

The first half of this nightmare was almost the same as in reality—Qi Zhengnan led him into the locked door and came to the original two-story building.There, he learned the helpless truth of the past.

But in the next second, the plot started to go wrong: Qi Zhengnan suddenly showed a ferocious face, saying that he had endured humiliation for many years in order to be able to bring him here and expose his parents' heinous deeds in person.Then, in line with the principle of "father's debt repaid by son", Qi Zhengnan punched him on the floor, quickly opened the small door on the wall, and left without looking back.

Song Yin, who was stunned by the beating, lay on the ground for half a minute before recovering, but at this time Qi Zhengnan had disappeared.He staggered to his feet and chased after the small door, only to find that there was a faint blue ocean outside the door.He wanted to close the door again, but suddenly he seemed to be pushed from behind, and he staggered and rushed into the sea...

After that, Song Yin was forced to wander in one strange world after another.There is no purpose, no direction, and no sense of time passing.

The surrounding scenes are bizarre, some are beautiful, some are ugly, and some are far beyond what human language can describe.

But all of that had nothing to do with Song Yin.There was only an absurd sense of loneliness in his heart.There may be countless lives and countless landscapes in countless worlds, but nothing is related to him.No matter how colorful the world in front of him is, it is just a fleeting firework, and what belongs to him is only a dazed grayness.

Finally, when the sun at nine o'clock in the morning illuminated Song Yin's eyes, he sat up on his back from the bed as if he had been saved.At the same time, there was something warm in the eye sockets, flowing down the cheeks, and rolling down on the thin quilt.

In the dream, the feeling of being punched by Qi Zhengnan was so real that there was still a faint pain in his chest.Song Yin rubbed his eyes, sucked his nose again, and remained silent for a long time before slowly walking out of the shadow of the dream.

But then he remembered the text message he sent before going to bed but never received a response, and he suddenly became a little uneasy.

Could it be that something wrong with Qi Zhengnan happened again?Seeing that all of them have kissed each other, confessed and sued, they are only close to the door, and suddenly abstained?

Song Yin clicked his tongue, wondering if he should take the initiative to attack.Fortunately, in the next second, this unreliability quickly disappeared.

He found the phone by his pillow and opened it.Three hours ago, Qi Zhengnan had already replied to his message, and it was an extremely rare long paragraph.

It turned out that the Yugutai team had a dungeon mission early this morning. To ensure his physical strength, he lay down early yesterday to rest, and the little bad cat Erhu immediately blocked his message reminders.

"If you have anything to say, wait until I get back."

At the end of the message, Qi Zhengnan exhorted.

"Don't think about it, just watch the live broadcast if you miss me."

Chewing these few words over and over again, the corners of Song Yin's mouth slowly turned up, the curve became more and more obvious, and he simply fell back on the bed and rolled over.