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An Mo wasn't broken, but he was indeed drunk.

He knew when he came home and how he got into bed. When he was lying on the bed, he still remembered to charge his mobile phone.

In short, the memory is always there, but it doesn't affect his drunkenness.

When An Mo woke up the next morning, his head was dizzy, as if something was crowded in his brain, trying to break free.

Rubbing his forehead, he heard a sound of footsteps approaching from far away. Looking sideways, he saw a proud and masculine body.

The man was wearing a bath towel, standing naked by the bed, looking at An Mo with some surprise, and said, "Are you awake? Actually, there is still time, you can sleep for another half hour."

An Mo's brain froze for two seconds, and then his headache got worse.

Rubbing his temples and looking away, his voice was hoarse when he just woke up, "I can't sleep anymore, I have a headache."

"Blame me." The man answered the words graciously: "You shouldn't be allowed to drink so much."

Ask yourself, An Mo doesn't drink much, maybe it's just a warm-up amount for others, but it's drunk for him, so no wonder the man.

He collected himself, and was about to say a few words to appease the other party. He turned his head and met the man's deep eyes. He was silent for two seconds, and suddenly called out a name: "Qin Su."

Qin Su, when he heard this name when he was drunk, he should have forgotten it as an inconspicuous matter, but he forcibly remembered it deep in his heart.

When asked why, he couldn't answer.

"Huh?" The man smiled lightly with his thin lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." An Mo shook his head, "I just wanted to call you."

Now that he finally knew his name, An Mo didn't have to continue to cautiously test him out.

Qin Su - his partner, the president of the company, with a net worth of hundreds of millions, is tall, rich and handsome.

A name I've never heard of.

But very familiar.

The man just came back from his morning exercise to take a shower, and after tidying up, he went downstairs to cook.An Mo took this opportunity to take a shower to wash off the exhaustion of the night, and went downstairs in dry and comfortable casual clothes, smelling the fragrance of milk.

The tall man was wearing an apron and baking gloves, and he was taking something out of the oven. The strong aroma that whetted An Mo's appetite came out of the oven.

An Mo couldn't help swallowing, "What is it? It smells so good."

"I baked a small cake and a few egg tarts. If you can't finish it, you can pack it up and take it to the company."

Taro was closer to An Mo. Even though there was delicious food in the kitchen, the moment he saw An Mo walking down, Taro ran over with a sweet cry and rubbed against An Mo's leg.

As soon as An Mo squatted down, Jike rushed up as if he had received some signal, and started to circle around him.

"You two..." An Mo gave a low laugh, and behind him was a body with a scent of coldness. Qin Su walked over at some point, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pulled him away with a little force. up.

"Ignore them for now and eat." Qin Su tapped An Mo's nose, and the sweet and greasy fragrance seemed to get into An Mo's nose.

An Mo lightly raised his foot to rub against Jike's fluffy belly, then lowered his head and said to the two little pets, "I'll eat first, and I'll play with you later."

The breakfast was very rich. I have to say that the man is very good at guessing An Mo's preferences. After getting drunk, he only wants to eat sweet food. The bowl of pumpkin milk paste made An Mo reluctant to part with it.

As the saying goes, to grasp a person's heart, one must first grasp his stomach.

An Mo didn't have a heart-to-heart relationship, so he handed over his stomach first.

To put it bluntly, this is just an illusion, and he can exit anytime, anywhere. Although there is a bug now, it cannot be said that he will never be able to exit.

And before entering the illusion, the system clearly stated that the life of the illusion is entirely based on imagination, which means that it is completely different from those mission worlds, it only exists for a while, and will not exist forever.

An Mo didn't dare to have a heart-to-heart relationship. He was afraid that if he liked this kind of life, he would be reluctant to leave when he had to leave in the future.

Going to work, lunch break, and leaving get off work as always, this life lasted for three days, and it was another weekend.

This was the first time the two of them spent the weekend together after Qin Su came back.

An Mo has always been able to integrate into various identities and lives, so before the weekend came, he thought about how to spend this time with Qin Su.

"Green Stone Valley?" Taking the phone handed over by An Mo, Qin Su looked at the photos on it, flipped through two, and said, "It's just that the scenery is better."

"Yes, it's for an outing." An Mo said, "And I've checked that pets are allowed on self-driving tours."

"Okay." Qin Su responded immediately, and naturally embraced An Mo, who moved over because he was handing over the phone, and kissed him on the forehead, with a vague voice overflowing from between his lips and forehead: "Listen your."

An Mo was already immune to the other party's behavior of wanting to hug each other anytime and anywhere.

Strictly speaking, it cannot be called immunity, it should be called...

Little anticipation.

Although he doesn't know who's illusion is here, but since he has appeared here, let's treat it as a world imagined by himself for the time being. In his opinion, Qin Su's various behaviors have only one word: flirt.

Yes, that's right, every move, every word, directly touched his heart.

To put it bluntly, Qin Su was the dish he wanted!

Now An Mo no longer feels awkward, and he will be very involved in communicating with Qin Su.

Enjoy it.

The night before, he prepared the things he would use for the next day's self-driving tour, but An Mo was woken up by the roar of thunder the next morning.

It rained heavily and was caught off guard.

The heavy rain outside the window slanted down like a rain curtain, the dark sky was gloomy and terrifying, the occasional flashes of lightning were dazzling, and the sound of thunder resounded through the sky, no matter which corner of the world we lived in we could not escape.

Ji Ke rarely ran out of the pet room. He didn't like this kind of rainy day, so he hid in the kennel and slept.Taro, who usually didn't deal with it, somehow got into its kennel, huddled in the golden fluff, and stepped on the milk one by one.

The two pets were the first to retreat, and An Mo had no choice but to give up.

"Don't be sad, we'll go next time, huh?"

The man hugged him from behind, holding a book in his hand, which An Mo was reading.

With such an intimate posture, An Mo didn't panic at all, and leaned on the human flesh cushion with peace of mind.

"It's not sad." It's just that he left without knowing when, and he didn't leave any memorable memories.

The man didn't speak, but An Mo felt his chest vibrate, as if in response.

An Mo poked his hand, and the book turned a page.

As the morning passed, An Mo began to feel sleepy.Maybe it was because of the rainy weather, which caused him to rush to sleep when he saw the soft bed and bedding. He didn’t have much appetite for lunch and didn’t really want to eat it. Qin Su simply made some noodles and forced him to watch him finish eating before allowing him to go sleep.

An Mo was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting. For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

Maybe it's a sign of leaving here.

But when he felt sleepy, he didn't care whether he was really going to leave. He closed his eyes, as if he was pulled into a special space, and sleeping became the only task.

After he fell asleep, Qin Su got off the bed, stood beside the bed and looked straight at him, eyes full of love.

The rain came suddenly, but it was also what he wanted.

Some things really should be clarified, because the time the system bought for him is almost coming to an end.

As the system said, if you want to leave this illusion, you must let An Mo leave first, and if you want to come back, An Mo should also know all this.

They are souls that shouldn't exist, and they are broken down into a series of data by the so-called fast-traveling game. Whether it is appearance or personality, they are all the same as when they were alive.They have clear mission goals, and missions are born in countless void worlds.

Qin Su is tired of doing tasks.

He also chose to throw away the memories of the past, and every time he entered a new mission world, he used a new state to meet his new identity, but that kind of life would only make him feel empty and even less and less safe.

A string of data is just a string of data when there is no fluctuation.When it starts to show various emotions, like a deep crack on the glass, it will split into countless traces...

"Only I remember you."

He leaned over and planted a devout kiss on An Mo's forehead, his deep voice was tender and full of deep affection.

The name An Mo was more like a catalyst, causing the seed buried deep in time to germinate quickly. By the time he realized it, the seed had slowly spread into overwhelming vines, enveloping his entire heart.

The rhizome grows into the flesh, never to be fucked again.

When An Mo woke up, he had already returned to the transfer station.

In the familiar blue sky and white clouds, there seemed to be a shrill howl in my ears.

[Su Shi woo woo woo, my dear Su Shi, where have you been? ! 】

An Mo didn't answer right away, he stared blankly at everything in the transfer station, his back was thin, and he looked extremely helpless.

He didn't feel that he was moved, it was more like he was abandoned.

This feeling caused a little grievance in his heart, like a thick fog covering the sky, covering the originally sunny mood.

The system was still calling him in his mind, and the voice was getting louder.

"I heard." An Mo replied with a frown, his voice trembling, "What's going on, is there a bug?"

【ah?what bug? 】

"I have entered someone else's illusion." An Mo became more and more dissatisfied, and vented his grievance on the system's head, "You are not here, so I can't come out immediately."

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

An Mo lost his anger all of a sudden, "...Forget it, I couldn't blame you at all."

【But it doesn't matter, that madman dare not drag you in casually anymore!Because I have already reported to the taxi system, and the taxi system is investigating that lunatic one by one! 】

What the system said made An Mo freeze in place.

He always thought it was an accident. For example, his fantasy life was so similar to an existing illusion, so a bug sucked him into the existing illusion.

But the meaning of the system's words is obviously not that it has a bug...

But someone did it on purpose.

who's that person?

A name flashed through his mind, An Mo opened his mouth, but didn't call out.

Qin plastic?

The author has something to say: System: Bold lunatic!

Qin Su: There are more bold ones.