Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 35 The actor is my family 35 (End)

Xinhe and Jimo are neither married nor have children.

Ji Mo was not in a hurry, and he came out without asking why.

The parents of both sides would urge them at first, but then completely ignored them.

By the time Xin He stayed in this world for ten years, she was already in her 30s.

Her appearance hasn't changed much at all. Although she still looks like a girl, she can still see a hint of maturity in many cases.

Xin He was lying in the yard basking in the sun, her eyes half-closed, like a sleeping cat.

"By the way, how long have I lived, cat?"

Shuangmao answered without hesitation: "A total of 13 years."

Xin He stroked her chin, feeling a little strange, "Over 30 years old, a lifetime is enough, right? Although missions on this plane seem to have a long lifespan, if there is a sudden natural or man-made disaster, no Is that normal too?"

Shuang Mao always felt that she had nothing good to say: "What do you want to express?"

Xin He was blinded by the glare of the sun, half-closed her eyes, and said in a serious voice, "I'm just wondering why I'm not dead yet?"

"...Isn't it good to live?"

"I just feel that according to my usual situation, the grass on the grave has already been reincarnated for hundreds of lives by now."

"Didn't you find anything different when you were doing the task?"

Shuangmao didn't know the reason, but its deceptive skills were not built, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to fool Xinhe into a tasker.

Xin He was thinking about her own business, but she didn't notice that there was something wrong.

Xin He thought for a while, and said in a hesitant tone, "The difference...you mean I'm out of the order?"

Shuangmao: "..." Nothing wrong!

"So, this is the reason why I always couldn't live to die in the plane?"

The more Xin He thought about it, the more curious she became, and she sat up.

"What's wrong?" A gentle voice came from behind.

Xin He turned her head and saw that Jimo came over at some point, with a faint smile on his handsome face and eyes full of doting.

As soon as Zimmer sat down, Xin He habitually leaned against his chest and closed his eyes comfortably.

"It's nothing, just lying down a little tired."

"Then sleep for a while."

Ji Mo patted Xin He's back lightly, his eyes were gentle.

The sun's rays shone on the two of them, and the wind blew gently, giving them a feeling of tranquility.

The two cats quietly bubbling, breaking the warm scene, "Hehe, I think you should try to break up to see if this is the reason? This plane is not bad."

Xin He glanced at Jimo calmly: "I'll try again in the next plane, it's not bad anyway."

Xinhe also has her own considerations, the task of this plane is to live the life of the original owner, she has a successful career and a boyfriend.

Judging from the content of the mission, she should not have a short life.

Otherwise, this task is unnecessary.

Shuangmao, blocked by her own words: "..."

I don't know if it's because of love.

Xinhe has been in this plane for more than 50 years, and has been free from illness and disaster, and has been in love with Jimo for a lifetime.

When Xin He was in her 60s, she realized that her body was gradually failing.

After going to the hospital for a checkup, it was found that it was normal organ function aging, and Xin He knew that time was running out.

Over the decades, times have changed.

Shuangmao has successively opened hundreds of accounts on the Internet to publish novels, with mixed results, and also invested in a lot of miscellaneous odds and ends.

Even Xinhe is a little unsure how much money Shuangmao has made so far.

However, the money was used to upgrade itself, so Xinhe just turned a blind eye and didn't care about it.

(End of this chapter)