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In this illusory world, An Mo felt only the calmness of the years.

With no one to disturb him, he can eat whatever he wants, watch TV and play games.

He didn't fantasize about humans, maybe he walked out of this house and there were empty streets and buildings outside.

He probably thought that when he was sucked away by the bug before, he felt scared, and the system always chirped something in his mind, as if telling him, I'm still here, don't be afraid.

It has to be said that An Mo was really touched by the system's small behavior of not naming names.

Over time, An Mo also felt bored in this world.

He didn't know how long he had lived here, because there was no other person, he always felt that time passed quickly, and a day was a blink of an eye.

So An Mo considered whether to leave here, return to the transfer station, and continue to do the task as before.

But to be honest, he was still not reconciled.

Unwilling to spend an unforgettable life like this, unwilling to leave that world like this, and will not remember Qin Su for a long time from now on, and even more unwilling to be like a one-time data A task, will be forgotten.

I once chose to forget the memory of the mission world, maybe my mind was flooded.

He rallied and was about to leave, and once again plunged into the endless task world, at this moment, the door of the house was knocked suddenly.

An Mo was stunned, and so was the system.

[This, this...is a property? 】

I also don't know what kind of world my host has imagined. After so many days of peace and quiet, the system thought that there was no one else in this world.

An Mo was startled and puzzled, and was speechless for a moment.

Is the system so down-to-earth?

"Probably not." An Mo picked up the unused broom in the corner and walked carefully to the door.

Seeing this, the system also sensed something was wrong, and exclaimed: [Difficult, could it be a virus? ! 】

With systems and data, viruses will naturally appear.

An Mo doesn't think so. Viruses don't need to knock on the door. He is more inclined to think that there are bugs in this world.

For example, there is another person who is sucked into his illusion while trying to enter his own illusion.

Walking to the door, An Mo lowered his voice and asked, "Who is it?"

The person outside the door did not answer, but knocked on the door politely and regularly three times.

dong dong dong.

The other party obviously didn't intend to reveal his identity, and his inner worry was even higher. An Mo pondered for a moment, but decided to open the door.

Anyway, this is an illusion, if the situation is not right, let the system take him away from here directly.

The moment he opened the door, he clenched the broom tightly in his hand, and was ready to hit it when he saw that the situation was wrong, but the next second, the broom in his hand fell to the ground.

The tall man standing outside the door smiled and looked at him tenderly.

This person, he was very familiar with, even during the period of 'vacation', he was thinking about it, it was the man in front of him.

"Qin Su?"

An Mo murmured, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold Qin Su's face, the contact between skin and skin made him feel a bit of coldness that belonged to a man, but this coldness turned into endless frenzy, igniting the innermost feelings in his heart A flame about to be extinguished.

Qin Su really appeared, and it is an entity that can be touched!

"you--"

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Qin Su said jokingly, "I have spent a lot of effort to find my lover who ran away."

An Mo paused for a moment, with a helpless smile on his eyes, "Stop joking at this time, I still have a lot to ask you, come in quickly."

Qin Su stepped forward with his long legs, and raised his eyebrows after entering the room.

"It looks like your system is also there."

"Well, it's always been there."

I was a little surprised that I didn't hear the system yelling.

Bringing Qin Su to his room, An Mo made him a new pot of tea.

"In normal times, there is another person who is so close to me, and the system has already called out. I don't know what happened today, and I didn't say a word."

After speaking, An Mo's hands froze.

Change to normal?

When did he usually get along with other people?

An Mo has no memory, and he can't even recall any past examples that could drive him to this conclusion.

He just felt that if something like this happened, the system would react this way.

Qin Su walked behind him at some point, embraced him intimately, held his teacup with one hand, and An Mo's hand with the other, tilted slightly, and the black tea flowed into the cup, emitting a scent of Strong aroma.

"I should do this kind of thing." The man said in a low voice, and the spray of hot air lingered in An Mo's ears, "If you're just curious about why the system doesn't speak, then I can give you an answer."

An Mo's heart was pounding like a deer, this kind of natural, intimate contact without any warning always made him feel nervous.

Of course, there is no denying that he is in a heartbeat.

The man continued: "I let my system hold it down so we have plenty of time to chat."

An Mo was silent for a moment, blinked, and asked, "Is this the same before?" Afraid that he would not be able to react, An Mo added, "When I was in that illusion."

"It doesn't count." The man chuckled lightly, was silent for a second, and said again: "Forget it."

An Mo smiled: "Does it count?"

"If you want to bring you here, you have to get rid of it. So, it doesn't count, it doesn't count."

An Mo understood, it was just that he didn't control the system by himself last time.

He turned around, and the man only took a step back, and his current posture seemed to be that the two were hugging each other intimately.An Mo leaned his neck back, raised his chin, and looked at the man with indescribable deep meaning in his eyes.

"You know me, don't you?"

An Mo already had a guess in his heart.

Qin Su raised his eyebrows lightly and stared at him deeply, "What else did you guess?"

"Are you a tasker with memory?"

I don't remember, but the other party remembers, and wants to be with me by name, there is only one answer that can explain it-Qin Su is the tasker, and when he chose whether to clear the memory of the task, he chose not to clear it.

So he remembers everything.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, An Mo nodded firmly: "It must be so?"

As long as Qin Su admits, An Mo can still open his mind and guess that the two should have met in more than one mission world.

"And then?" Qin Su hugged his waist, lowered his head, and pressed against his forehead.

"We have met many times." A small voice sounded between the two of them, An Mo wrapped his arms around his neck, as if returning to the days when he was doted on, "Every time, we have fallen in love."

Qin Su gave a low laugh and said, "I'm wrong about something."

"what?"

"I don't have the memory of the mission either."

An Mo froze, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

The man kissed him logically, but An Mo avoided him.

The two looked at each other, and in the end, Qin Su conceded.

"Okay, let's talk first, and then think about other things after everything is clear."

'Other things' contained too much, An Mo's ears were reddish, he turned away from looking at him, and whispered 'um'.

To a certain extent, An Mo was a little embarrassed when he was sitting on the sofa calmly and calmly at the moment when he almost misfired a gun just now.

He took a sip of tea to hide his nervousness, put down the teacup, and bumped into those pupils who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

An Mo cleared his throat and forced himself to calm down.

"You just said that you don't remember what happened in the mission world, what do you mean?"

"Same as you." Qin Su said.

An Mo was puzzled: "Then how do you know me?"

After thinking about all this, Qin Su simply dug a hole and waited for him to throw himself into the trap.If he said he didn't remember anything, An Mo wouldn't believe it.

"Before answering this question..." Qin Su's deep and magnetic voice dragged on, "Let me ask you a question first."

"what?"

"How did you come up with the name 'Lu Xinglou'?"

An Mo opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Although he was drunk that day, he could still remember what happened.He looked at Qin Su's face, and called out a name under the confusion of his brain, Lu Xinglou.

He knew the three words, but he didn't know where the name came from.

He naturally substituted it on Qin Su's face, even though he didn't know Qin Su's name at that time.

But Qin Su never asked.

Over time, An Mo thought that he didn't care about it, maybe he didn't remember it at all, it was just an important episode during the date.

When asked now, An Mo was immediately in a daze.

"Huh? Don't know how to answer?"

An Mo shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know..."

He really didn't know Lu Xinglou. As for why these three words were engraved in his mind...

"Is that you?" He looked directly at the man opposite, and asked solemnly, "Lu Xinglou, is that you?"

Qin Su nodded, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, "You are very sharp."

"So your name is Lu Xinglou?" An Mo was extremely surprised, "Isn't Qin Su your name?"

Qin Su laughed, "It's a little cute again."

An Mo: "..."

After praising him for his sharpness, I want to say that he is a bit stupid!

"It's not that complicated, I'm Qin Su." Qin Su said slowly: "Lu Xinglou, it's the name I used in the mission world, and it's also yours..."

"spouse."

When the system first discovered that its own host began to break through the memory seal, it was the most important task he had experienced.

In that mission, its host almost died without completing the mission.

In that case, the set of data exclusive to the host will be cleared.

As the host's binding system, it naturally couldn't survive, so it tried every means to delay the time and give the host a chance to complete the task.

In the end, they returned to the transit station without any risk.

The transparent wall is just garbled data of the host and the system scrolling in circles, but generally the host will not notice it, because it is just some random numbers and letters mixed together, not worth mentioning.

But on that day, the system discovered that other data appeared on this transparent wall, splitting from the main data like spores, and spreading wantonly.

At first, the system was going to report it, thinking that it was a bug or a small virus, which must be cleared by the main system.But its host is a task freak, cold-blooded and ruthless enters the task world almost without interruption, which causes it to delay the reporting time.

After several tasks, it found that those small data split more and more.

Finally, it understood.

——Its host is evolving and perfecting itself.

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