Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Xu Ye: "Are you sure I'll pick it?"

"Yeah~" The beautiful legs looked at Bai Xun provocatively.

"Give her the cheapest drink to save costs." Xu Ye ordered the bartender at the bar.

"Forehead……"

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. If the beautiful legs still have an upper body, the expression on the face must be very exciting.

But even without the upper body, the bartender could imagine the mood of the beautiful legs just by thinking about it, and there were bursts of snickering around him.

The beautiful legs were so "embarrassed and angry" that before the bartender brought the drinks, he stood up, stepped on red high heels, and left the bar with a thump.

My walking speed is much faster than usual.

"Does she come here often?" Xu Ye looked at the back of the beautiful legs and asked about the situation.

"Yes, come every day." The bartender knew the situation best, especially because this guest was special and impressed him deeply.

After all, when you come to an alley bar, there are three-headed ones, two-headed ones, and even headless ones, unlike those with beautiful legs, which don’t even have a heart.

"Sometimes it's only for a few minutes, but it always comes."

"what does she do?"

“What do you do for a living?”

"I don't know." This time the bartender didn't know: "She won't tell herself."

"But I only have one pair of legs left, what can I do?" The bartender showed an ambiguous expression, which was very vulgar.

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Xue came over and interrupted him sternly: "You also arranged the guests in private? What's going on if it spreads out?"

The bartender shut his mouth angrily. It could be seen that although Lin Xue had only been here for just over half a month, she had completely conquered him in terms of strength.

"That guest... should be well-off, and at least his living conditions have been very good since he was a child." Lin Xue explained that she was extremely accurate in reading people.

"The money most likely comes from home..."

"You mean she has a strong background?" Xu Ye said.

Lin Xue nodded, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "So what if I have a background? Times are different now."

She was referring to herself becoming something weird.

No matter what the origin is in the past, it will inevitably become a trick in the end.

"Do you want to drive her out and prevent her from coming in again?" Lin Xue asked.

"No need." Bai Xun replied.

"it is good."

Looking at the backs of the two of them returning to the lounge, Lin Xue stood there with a thoughtful look on his face.

She just asked if she wanted to kick people out, and the person who answered was Bai Xun. Xu Ye didn't show any discomfort with this approach.

Admittedly, from Xu Ye's perspective, he might have thought of the same answer.

But there is a sequence problem here.

You are the boss, and no one else would be happy if your employees asked for instructions on their matters, but someone else made the decision for them first.

There is only one possibility for Xu Ye's reasonable attitude.

Does Xu Ye think Bai Xun's thoughts are more important? As long as it doesn't involve some big issue of life and death, to a certain extent, can Bai Xun help him make any decision?

It seems that my attitude towards Bai Xun will be more respectful in the future.

Lin Xue made a decision secretly.

"What's there to see?" Seeing Bai Xun return to the desk, Xu Ye muttered: "I didn't see you looking at me."

Bai Xun closed the handouts on the table and smoothed the pages he had just turned bit by bit. Bai Xun put the book back on the shelf next to him: "I won't read anymore."

"Really?" Xu Ye was happy again, beaming with joy.

……

Xu Ye spent a day in the bar, taking stock of his business, and then took Bai Xun to the street to look for a few large trucks to hit him.

The car owners passing by were very excited at first, but after the collision, they found out that Xu Ye was still alive and the car was scrapped...

It's so evil, the weird people passing by are so angry. Seeing that he really couldn't beat him, he cursed secretly that it was bad luck and the two fought.

After a few times, Bai Xun suggested that they move to another place, not in front of their own bar, as it would have bad influence if word spread.

So the two of them changed bars and ran near their competitors.

After a day of fun, Xu Ye returned to the bar at night and sat on the bed counting the money one by one. Next to him was a big cardboard box.

Although Lin Xue had already told him what his recent turnover was, and the specific amount could be verified as long as the money was weighed or deposited in the bank.

But Xu Ye didn't. He spent nearly an hour counting them by himself.

After counting, my fingers began to cramp, but I became more and more excited.

Putting the money on his stomach and using the money as a quilt, he lay on the bed for a long night and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Xu Ye returned to the real world the next day.

He started thinking about those beautiful legs.

"Come every day...sometimes just for a few minutes."

It doesn't look like you are addicted to alcohol, but it does look like you are waiting for someone?

Who are you waiting for?

Xu Ye shook his head, having no idea for the time being, so he picked up his cell phone and called Lin Guobiao.

Not long after, the other party came back with a pile of documents:

"I asked someone to re-investigate your past."

Xu Ye took the document, which listed the elementary school, junior high school, high school he attended since he was born, and where he lived.

"That's right, everything is correct."

Xu Ye didn't resent Lin Guobiao's investigation of him. It was only normal for a powerful country to be able to obtain basic information about its citizens at all times.

Lin Guobiao looked embarrassed: "There are no photos... from before you were in high school."

Xu Ye is 22 years old this year.

Twenty years ago, the world's technology was not that developed, and cameras were not spread all over the streets of the Dragon Kingdom like they are today.

"Even so, there should be some clues."

"This is what we find strange. The investigators visited your aunt's house. When you were a child, the family went to a photo studio to take photos of everyone. There was also a family photo, but you were not in it."

"is it?"

Xu Ye frowned. His parents died and he was raised by his aunt.

It's true that her aunt didn't like him, but it didn't reach the level of abuse. There was material support, but at most it was mental alienation and fear.

My aunt is a person with a good face, and she is most afraid of others saying that she is not good to her children. When taking photos, it is unlikely that he will deliberately ignore him again and again, causing neighbors to gossip.

"But every one of them remembers you, and they talk about your experiences as a child very clearly. Every detail can be explained clearly."

"The same goes for your neighbors."

Xu Ye: "Where are the things I left behind? The clothes I wore, the homework I finished."

"Your aunt said she was so scared that she picked you up and threw you away after you left home."

"Elementary school graduation photo, junior high school graduation photo?"

"No photo."

"When asked why, they just said they didn't think much about it at the time. They didn't think it was necessary, so they stopped filming."

"This reason is untenable, so we deeply suspected that he was lying, but later we used some means to prove that he was not."

Xu Ye: "..."

Absurd, bizarre.

This is so weird.

He is in everyone's memory, but there is no trace of his life anywhere in the real world.

Xu Ye thought about what happened in Tiandi Bank again.

The first god said: "You are my brother."

Drickel said: "I have always admired you in the past."

In the underground vault, handwriting appeared in his own hand.

What is going on in all this?

But he does have memory. As a top student, Xu Ye has a good memory and can clearly remember everything that happened since childhood.

Did I remember it wrong?

Impossible. One thing will be remembered incorrectly, and two things will be vaguely remembered. How can it be possible to remember things wrongly for several years?

Everything happens in a logical way. I feel disgusted if I eat radishes today, I don’t like eating radishes the next day, and I won’t like radishes no matter where I meet them in the future.

When my aunt is preparing the dishes, she will remember that her nephew does not eat radishes.

When my friend hated Xu Ye, he deliberately gave him carrots.

These things are very detailed, very small, but they are precisely the details that are difficult to fake.

If the memories of everyone you come into contact with are simply programmed by others, what kind of power can be used to implant memories and close all logic at the same time?

It can't be done.

At least in Xu Ye and Lin Guobiao's perception, no novelist, no matter how famous, could write such a perfect story.