The daily routine of raising cubs in the Western Han Dynasty [game]

The live broadcast is closed.

After the bright flash, the live broadcast room dimmed.

It hasn't been turned on for three whole months.

"Relevant departments" watched for three consecutive months, and preliminarily determined that Cai Xuning, the owner of the live broadcast room, had died.

"I do not believe."

Liu Xianghao said with a cold face.

His captain smiled, his tall body stood up straight, even taller than Liu Xianghao.

Yan Ya said: "I know you have a deep relationship with him, but these are established facts. Don't be sad, there are few things in the company recently, you can take a break for a while and go out to relax."

Liu Xianghao relieved himself of a heavy burden.

In just a few years, he turned from a college student to what he is now a management talent in the department.Among them, Liu Xianghao's efforts should not be underestimated.

But now that he doesn't have to do anything, he seems a little idle for a while.

People in the team suggested that he use the saved annual leave to travel, so as not to waste it.But Liu Xianghao thought about it, and finally went home to see his parents.

After resting at home for a few days, he returned to his school on a sudden whim.

Dabei has passed these years, and it seems that there is no difference from before.

Many students were walking on the campus, their faces were full of youth and vigor, which made Liu Xianghao think that he was already very old.

Not so long ago, he was originally one of these people.

When sitting down in the school library, Liu Xianghao suddenly remembered the post he had written on the school forum a long time ago.That Tiezi was still updating before he entered the department.After entering the department, because I knew too many things, in order to prevent myself from leaking the secret unconsciously, I stopped updating that post.

It's all here, now that he recalled his past, Liu Xianghao casually entered his previous account number and logged in to the school's forum.In this regard, the school is still more humane. The account passwords used by the students are unique. Even after many years, the school still admits that these people are part of it.

Refreshing his previous post, Liu Xianghao found that after he stopped updating, the number of comments below increased dramatically.

After a general glance, the time node should appear after the incident that the department involved in the live broadcast room had wanted to hide and the public panic. Many students who had seen this post left messages under his post, calling Prophet.

Liu Xianghao laughed while watching, and unconsciously the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

Until he saw the most recent message.

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Topic: How to ensure that the world is real and my knowledge is not fake

№0☆☆☆无可奈何花落去于20xx-11-048:14:31留言☆☆☆

If one day all the things in my mind are false, can I choose to commit suicide?Why do I work so hard to recite so much [Wow cry jpg.]

№7589☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2514:30:17留言☆☆☆

Check in, miss the anchor

№7590☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2516:31:22留言☆☆☆

No.90 has not resumed in the live broadcast room for eight days

№7591☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2517:28:54留言☆☆☆

When I used to watch the live broadcast every day, I thought the live broadcast was boring. When there was really no live broadcast, I suddenly felt that there was something vacant.

№7592☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2521:30:21留言☆☆☆

Now I just feel a little uncomfortable when I think of the last picture left by the anchor.

№7593☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2523:12:18留言☆☆☆

Check in

№7594☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2601:37:15留言☆☆☆

Check in, thank you for your contribution

№7595☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2505:14:19留言☆☆☆

i like my life now

Thank you host

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Liu Xianghao subconsciously didn't want to read it, and scrolled the mouse wheel to the bottom of the page.

№7678☆☆☆匿名于20yy-8-2714:42:14留言☆☆☆

It seems like a pretty good world already.

I can't bear so many praises, I hope you all eat well and drink well, and be safe and sound.

This is also the latest reply.

Liu Xianghao's face changed slightly after reading this sentence.

This reply does not seem to be from the perspective of a bystander, but more like...

His heart beat suddenly.

However, when several years passed, the live broadcast room remained dead silent, as if there was no possibility of it being lit up again.At that time, Liu Xianghao was a little bit disappointed and had to accept the fact that the connection between their world and the ancient times might really be severed.

As time goes by, people begin to find that they are gradually forgetting this memory. This does not mean that they have completely forgotten what happened, but that this memory seems to be gradually and unknowingly sneaking into the sea of ​​consciousness, becoming Part of the precipitated memory.

If you don't mention it specifically, it seems to be forgotten like childhood memories.

The squirming, leaky gaps are slowly but quickly glued together.

It seems to have returned to a perfect circle.

...

dream.

It seemed like he was having some weird dreams.

Fragmented, broken, unfathomable, desperately passing fragments whistled past his ears.

Cai Xuning tried to grab something.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't remember what happened at all.

He remembered what his name was, but he couldn't recall who he was and what he had done in the past, as if he had become a blank origin, not knowing where he came from and where he was going.

For a moment, he seemed to be floating next to a huge luminous sphere, which looked milky white all over, but was filled with strange, invisible, distorted black mist and a terrifying sense of fear.

Cai Xuning stood in awe for a few seconds, then was enveloped by a warm green current.The turbulent flow revealed infinite vitality, and when it received him, it was incredibly gentle.

He settles down.

But the fragments continued to hit him.

Gradually, he seemed to forget his own name.

But he seemed to know that names were a very important thing.

If even the name is forgotten, then nothing may exist.

Including him himself.

It was as if someone was urging him.

There is a gurgling sound in my ear, as if I am soaking in water. Under the water, there is some sound.

But here and now, grab the pieces.

Trying hard, he caught a small piece.

"Thank you."

What do you mean?

"The anchor..."

"everything is over."

"There is no..."

"..."

Bits and pieces began to form small pieces of memory.

But not enough.

Some things, I still haven't remembered.

It took him a long time to put together most of the puzzle.

But I still didn't remember it.

Those words seemed to be on the edge of his mouth, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

He grabbed another one.

Yes, a post.

A somewhat strange, funny and pitiful post with the host shouting and roaring.

very long.

After the host stopped updating, there seemed to be a long period of time when no one cared about this post, until at a certain stage, a sudden blowout of comments started.

And their replies pieced together what the original host didn't continue to say.

About a dynasty whose timeline has been disrupted.It's a story about setting things right.

At the end, Cai Xuning put all the pieces together, except for one person.

He forgot one person.

Although it's a small piece.

But it is the most important core.

He thought about the person he couldn't remember, and said to himself: "It seems to be a pretty good world..."

The person described in the post is indeed him, but the praise is indeed too much.

"...I can't bear so many praises. I hope you all eat well and drink well, and be safe."

I hope that the person he can't remember can do the same.

Cai Xuning was relieved.

When he thought back to this point, he knew that unless he could remember everything, he couldn't get out of this state.

but……

The sound of water rippling in the ears.

Gudong.

Gudong.

Through the veins that seemed to be water, he seemed to hear someone talking.

This voice has always been there.

It's just that it was like white noise, but for some reason, he suddenly started to care about it.

That is……

"Ah..."

The swaying sound of water waves that seemed to be at the bottom of the water stopped.

"Ah... Xu..."

Cai Xuning frowned.

"Axu!"

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

Can not remember.

I can't remember the sound.

It's clearly on my lips, but I can't remember it! !

Cai Xuning bent down in pain.

It was as if a sigh swept across, soft and pitiful.

He was pushed hard.

The last missing piece seemed to be held in its proper place by an invisible hand.

"Axiu—"

Cai Xuning blurted out.

And at this moment, he completely sank into the warm green current.

...

Luoyang City.

Today's Miyagi seems to be a dead city, even though at this moment, it is morning.

It should be the quietest and most lively time.

But the whole palace is quiet.

It seems that even such a big palace is afraid of its master.

They whispered.

Liu Xiu is crazy.

He's crazy for a man.

He guards an immortal corpse.

Kill crazy.

Hate crazy.

Then turned into a sane lunatic.

they say.

escape.

Stay.

will die.

And Liu Xiu sat down.

He just got off the bed, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

"Ah Xu, if you're still awake, you must be ashamed and angry. Why don't you get up?" His fingers smeared a little white liquid on the lips of the person on the bed.

Then leaning over, Liu Xiu almost bit the opponent's lip.

He imagined the man's reaction.

angry.

upset.

Shame and anger.

Then reluctantly obey him.

Even... now it's just a quiet corpse.

Liu Xiu pressed Cai Xuning's pulse.

three full months.

In the scorching summer, Liu Xiu was not allowed to enter the coffin, nor was she allowed to stop the coffin, and even kept Cai Xuning's body in the bedroom.Night and day, as if nothing had happened.

It was as if the thing that almost shed blood that day had never happened.

The palace servants in the palace city are fearful.

They thought His Majesty was crazy.

In the end, they discovered that there was one more thing that was more terrifying than His Majesty's madness.

Mr.'s body did not decompose.

It is impossible to preserve it in such a season, but although the attendants who come into the palace to clean it every day are not allowed to approach, they have never smelled a rotten smell.

And gradually, the rumors started.

Liu Xiu killed a group.

Can't stop.

They killed another batch, and when they were almost all killed, they became quiet.

He would still rely on Cai Xuning to fall asleep every night.

Occasionally there will be desire.

Naturally, all the things that should be done and should not be done are done.

The days have changed from one month to two months, and from two months to three months.

Winter has begun.

Liu Xiu thought.

Those people in the imperial court probably have reached the limit of their patience.

Perhaps in two days, there may be trouble.

At that time... Who will be stabbed?

Fingertips still press the wrist.

Left four deep impressions.

"Your Majesty, the princes are asking to see you."

A trembling voice came from the palace attendant outside the door.

Liu Xiu lowered her eyes lightly.

The ones who came the fastest were indeed my family members.

Liu Xiu pinched Cai Xuning's fingertips before getting up and going out.

The door closes almost silently.

The recessed shadow of the bed.

The pinched red fingertips trembled slightly.