Fall In Love With A Substitute

The partner brought the opportunity to her eyes, and Song Pianlu seized it immediately. In just one noon, she had caused Song Xuehen to look at her distracted several times. On her usual indifferent face, the expression in her eyes was very complicated.

During the post-dinner chat, by explaining her relationship with Xiangsixi, she successfully pointed out the fact that "both she and Xiangsixi came from the orphanage". At that moment, she caught a glimpse of Song Xuehen's face changing.

This is the advantage of the tasker. The original body didn't know that he had a relationship with the Song family, and only regarded Song Xuehen as a stranger, but Song Pianyi could reveal the information, so that Song Xuehen could get closer to the correct answer.

While talking, Song Pianlu was also sorting out the whole progress process.The way she sees Song Xuehen is different from the original plot, but it is all through Tian Yi, Luo Ruzhi, and Song Xuehen, which has a subtle sense of sight.

Nie Lingbo only has the memory of the small world, is this her instinct?

Every time she starts to think about things about Qinglu, Song Pianlu vaguely feels that compared to the small world of the mission, the fast travel game she only stayed in for a short time seems to be a bigger mystery.

Layers of confusion.

She bid farewell to Nie's family with Acacia Creek, and after she settled in Acacia Creek, she asked 09:

"If my contribution value is high, can fast travel help me recover my memory?"

All the uncertainty stems from her lack of knowledge of the fast travel game. If it's just herself, she doesn't mind exploring slowly.

In other words, if it's just a lonely family, it doesn't matter whether you have memory or not, anyway, the instinct to do tasks is still there.

But with more Qinglu, it will be different.

Song Pina said: "If not, can I get my personal file? It should have recorded my information."

09 I was caught off guard by the question, what, wasn't I still having lunch and doing tasks before, why did I suddenly jump the channel?

09 blinked and made an inquiry before giving a response:

"The profile has been transferred to you."

"There is a blank in your disease history, and you are in good health. Therefore, I infer that your memory level is irreversibly erased. There may be two reasons."

Song Pianxuan quickly browsed her file, and saw that it was empty like a resume of a college student who had accomplished nothing in four years of university, with only the most basic information, and even the past mission experience was "short", she frowned slightly, and closed the file.

"Go on."

"One is due to a major mistake by the mission staff, which led to the accidental death of the Son of Destiny, who is the foundation of the small world. Under the turmoil and destruction of the small world, the mission staff was affected, causing irreversible psychological trauma, which can only be formatted by the psychological department of the fast travel bureau. Restart the cure, don't count the disease."

"Second is...you asked the psychological department to format and clear you."

09 whispered: "Compared to the rare situation of the destruction of the small world, many mission workers who fell in love with people they shouldn't love have chosen to eliminate emotions. The emotions are too intense, and there are quite a few who directly format themselves. Reason two very likely."

"..." 09's tone of heart filled with sorrow, almost made Song Pianliu think of a love-hate relationship.

She thought for a while: "I should not be the second reason."

"Huh? Why do you say that?" 09 was stunned, and protested, "But you are such an excellent host, and the mission field S, how could you let the small world be destroyed directly? The first kind is impossible to happen to you. Bar?"

Song Pianlu was noncommittal.

She denies the second option because of her understanding of her character, just like she would not choose to forget Lin Qinglu after the first world, she doesn't think she will make an evasive behavior like formatting.

Moreover, according to the general principles of conduct, what a person has done will determine which direction the person continues to go.

If she had ever given up on her lover, or escaped the severe pain brought about by the small world, then Song Pianlu believed that her subconscious would no longer have the courage, prompting the brand new her to choose to remember Qinglu.

If you want to say that you caused the small world to collapse...

"There is no third possibility?"

"No." 09's tone was very firm, following the script.

Song Pianle let out a breath slowly.

This is not the first time, the answer given by 09 cannot convince himself.

09 has a high degree of affection for her, usually positive and well-behaved, cute and cute, Song Pianlu doesn't have much doubts about her, but after all, 09 is just a set of codes, a receiving port for fast-traveling games.

At this moment, Song Pianlu's speculation highly coincided with her intuition, and she hummed slightly and joyfully.

09 is a puppet controlled by transparent silk thread in front of the stage. It is the spider web ejected from the gland of the spider. It seems to be alive and lifelike, but it is actually just a prop.

A prop that doesn't know that he is being manipulated and manipulated at will, a fast travel game used to confuse the mission staff-at least it is Song Pianlu's own method.

Song Pianlu kept this matter firmly in her heart, and said calmly:

"Okay, thank you, 09."

Except for the matter of passing through the game quickly, other things are advancing step by step.

Since that day, Song Pianqi and Song Xuehen have "encountered" many times.

Song Pianyi perfectly displayed the image of the troubled Cinderella that the original body should have, oh, it should be said that it is the classic image of the president Wen Xiaobaihua heroine.

(In the eyes of the rich) They are poor, but kind and simple, positive, optimistic and beautiful.

Song Xuehen saw it in his eyes, and his attitude towards Song Pianlu was also changing.

Nie Lingbo's relatives came first. When Song Xuehen and Song Pianliao met for the first time, she was keenly aware of something because of Song Pianliao's face that resembled Nie Lingbo and her fatherless background.

But this is only based on her sense of responsibility, and the excitement of seeing a little hope after years of searching without success. As for feelings... feelings are all out of place, and she really has nothing for Song Pianlu.

But after meeting several times, Song Xuehen had to admit that even without the fertile soil of the Song family, Song Pianlu worked hard enough to make herself good enough.

With the conditions she has, it is already very good.

Song Xuehen couldn't help thinking that if she was really her cousin, if her aunt knew that her cousin hadn't been sold by traffickers to be a child bride-in-law and made a handicap, but luckily, she grew up healthy and even became an outstanding young man, How nice it should be.

At this time, Song Xuehen completely forgot the vague prejudice and doubts she had towards Song Pianliao when she saw her, but sincerely looked forward to Song Pianliao's personal information.

When Song Xuehen got the information, he saw Song Pianli's suspicious birth date and a series of time and places that matched the number and were almost the same. Like a boulder that was constantly swinging into the sky, it suddenly fell to the ground, causing a tremor Constantly stirring reverberations.

Song Xuehen creased the information, and shouted to the housekeeper to prepare the car, she was going to find Song Pianlu, and asked her to confirm it in person.

On the second floor, Luo Ruzhi, who accompanied Song Fei to do her homework, went to the stairs and asked her:

"No nap today? What's the rush?"

To his wife, Song Xuehen has nothing to hide: "Maybe I found some news about my cousin, she looks very similar, and I need to confirm it."

"Cousin?" Luo Ruzhi didn't react at first, then her eyes widened suddenly, and she grabbed the handrail of the stairs, "The lost cousin??"

"Well, I'm going out." Song Xuehen walked hurriedly.

Luo Ruzhi stood on the second floor, watching his wife's back getting smaller and smaller, but she still hasn't recovered.

After so many years of nothing happening, now there is news suddenly?

"Snapped."

A dull sound came from behind, waking Luo Ruzhi awake.

She looked back, Song Fei was standing not far behind her, and a book of famous people was lying at her feet, with scattered descriptions.

Song Xuehen went to Song Pianliu's apartment according to the address in the information, but she was in vain. Then she remembered that today is the weekend, and Song Pianliu might be at Nie's house.

When he arrived at Nie's house, Song Xuehen saw another person outside the iron gate of Nie's garden.

The guard at Nie's house was polite, but he didn't budge: "Young Master Xi, I really can't let you in without the invitation from Miss Madam."

"I came to visit with a gift, won't you let me know?" Xi Heng faced the guard with a majestic and overwhelming aura.

He also had no other choice, recently he tried his best to get close to Nie Lingbo, so he had no choice but to come to Nie's house to block people.

"Really not, don't embarrass me." The doorman remained polite, his heart was crazy, and others wanted to ask, but Mr. Xi, you were personally told by our lady to ignore it, so who would dare to let you in.

"I……"

"Give way." A cold female voice came from behind.

Xi Heng looked back, almost biting his tongue.

Why is Song Xuehen here!

After the banquet that day, Xi Heng unilaterally listed Song Xuehen as his enemy, and he still couldn't afford to provoke him for the time being.

Seeing her at this time, Xi Heng had a bunch of sinister thoughts in his heart, but he had to swallow his anger and smile:

"President Song, are you also here to visit Miss Nie?"

He glanced at the doorman, "He said, no invitation, Miss Nie—"

"Mr. Song, you're here. Please hurry up. Miss must be happy to see you." The guard greeted enthusiastically, and even kicked a fallen leaf blocking the way for Song Xuehen, showing extreme hospitality.

"..."

"En." Song Xuehen walked over very quickly, without giving Xi Heng a look, and without squinting.

Behind Song Xuehen, the guard stopped in the middle of the road again, with a serious face:

"Young Master Xi, please go back, I really can't let you in."

"..." SHIFT!

Everything at the door did not leave a shadow in Song Xuehen's heart at all. Now she is fully focused on important matters. After arriving at Nie's house, she didn't even have time to greet Nie Lingbo and others, so she quickly proposed to have a private talk with Song Pianlu.

They borrowed the Nie family's study and talked for half an hour behind closed doors. It wasn't long, but after they came out, their states changed.

The affirmation and intimacy between Song Xuehen's eyebrows and eyes are a little more, but Song Pianlu's always pure and beautiful face is more confused.

In Nie Lingbo's eyes, he is pitiful, weak and helpless, like a honey cake just out of the oven, his heart is soft and hot, but as long as it is her, just looking at her, can still reveal a sweetness.

While Nie Xingzhou was doing the test papers in misery, and Xiangsixi was proctoring the exam, Nie Lingbo took Song Pianliao out of the room, sat in front of the open bookcase on the second floor, poured Song Pianliao a cup of black tea, and asked her in a low voice:

"You seem to have encountered some troubles? Can you tell me about it?"

Song Pianlu thanked softly, she took the cup, held it with both hands, and looked at Nie Lingbo with a pair of crystal clear brown eyes:

"I...it happened so suddenly, I panicked."

Nie Lingbo was very patient, his voice was calm, and he coaxed a little hoarsely:

"What's the matter?"

Be good, say it.

Tell me all your hidden weakness, the confusion you encounter, and the dependence you urgently need.

Under her gaze, Song Pianlu seemed to hesitate, but finally opened her mouth and said softly:

"President Song said that I might be the lost child of the Song family."

"How is this possible? This is too... too unbelievable and too sudden. Although the children in our orphanage had this kind of dream when they were young, they dreamed that their parents would find them, but..."

Nie Lingbo stroked her long hair, then held her hair with his fingers, and controlled her calmly and eagerly.

"but what?"