After the scumbag awakens

In the evening, it began to rain outside the window.

Qi Ran woke up from the dream.

He opened his eyes and stared out of focus at the top of the room.

For some reason, he forgot what he had dreamed about, but his body seemed to be overwhelmed by obstacles, overloaded, and felt tired for a long time.

He hasn't been like this for a long time.

From many years ago--

After a sudden pause, his thoughts fell into a short-term stagnation, and then strangely ignored the slightest inconsistency in the next moment, and the connection became smooth.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the bed in silence, and let the dim sunlight coming in from the window fade away, and the room gradually fell into darkness.

There was a slight sound from the operation of the instrument, which was clearly audible in the silence.

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

Very light, but also very calm.

Qi Ran spent a little bit of thinking, trying to find someone who could match the number from his memory.

But the footsteps stopped in the next moment.

He didn't have a clue for a while, and he was a little anxious from nowhere, so he raised his head and met the gaze from outside the door.

It was a pair of extremely familiar eyes.

But completely strange.

It's hard to describe in words what this feels like.

It's as if after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, after endless time, the dust finally settled.

People want to breathe a sigh of relief, but first shed tears.

Qi Ran's heart was sour, and he didn't know why he felt a sense of rejection. He felt strange, but unexpectedly couldn't control his emotions. A title was about to be blurted out——

But at this time the door was pushed open.

A slight sound interrupted his thoughts suddenly, his mind went blank for a moment, and he calmed down.

It's Qi Chen.

His eldest brother, the adopted son of the Qi family, handles group affairs abroad all the year round, and has no contact with him, nor is he familiar with him.

But this time when the news of falling into the water spread, he was the first to rush back instead.

A slight surprise flashed across Qi Ran's eyes, and the next moment he heard the familiar ringtone.

He turned his head and was about to get the mobile phone on the cabinet, but Qi Chen handed the mobile phone to his hand first.

Qi Ran paused, but did not answer.

He didn't have any impression of this elder brother, but he also remembered that he was not very close to him, but this kind of behavior... He raised his eyes inquiringly, and met Qi Chen's deep gaze.

He looked at Qi Ran, his eyes were calm and seemed unfathomable, but this feeling was only for a moment, he quickly lowered his eyes and looked at the screen, "It's Madam's call."

When Qi Ran heard that it was his mother's call, he immediately put the weirdness of this cheap brother behind him. He took the mobile phone and connected the call, "Mom."

His tone was softer than ever.

"Jiaojiao," a gentle female voice came from the receiver, "Mom has already boarded the plane, and your brother has come back to see you, have you seen him?"

Qi Ran nodded. After nodding, he realized that he couldn't see there, so he hummed, "He's by the side."

"That's good," Wen Lan's voice followed Ruan Nong from Jiangnan Water Town, and asked softly, "Did Jiaojiao have a good rest in the afternoon? Do you want to make a video call with mom, mom hasn't seen you for a long time."

"No," Qi Ran subconsciously refused. He pinched his palm and kept his voice in a brisk and rising tone, but his eyes revealed complicated memories, "It's not good-looking."

"How come?" Wen Lan was amused by this reason, she smiled lightly, and coaxed, "Jiaojiao looks good no matter what..."

She paused, as if to increase her persuasiveness, she temporarily pulled an ally, "Qi Chen, don't you think so?"

Qi Chen didn't hesitate, "Jiaojiao is naturally the prettiest."

Qi Ran glanced at him.

He didn't understand how this man could say such words with such an unsmiling face.

These little surprises diluted his sadness, and for a moment he forgot to care about the other party calling him by his nickname.

But his attention was quickly diverted by Wen Lan.

"Look, mom didn't lie to you, right?" Wen Lan smiled softly, accepted it as soon as it was good, and stopped continuing the topic, "If you have anything to do, ask your brother for help. Mom will be here at nine o'clock tomorrow."

Qi Ran paused.

The hand under the quilt gradually tightened, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He knew that this was not his real world, not his parents, but...it was so similar.

Name, appearance, voice, habits...

Everything is too similar.

As if without that accident, his life would be like this, never growing up, living under the wings of his parents.

But......

Qi Ran closed her eyes forcefully, "Okay."

Intermittent English broadcast sound came from the receiver, Wen Lan once again told him to take good care of himself, and hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, Qi Ran heard a particularly cold voice deep in his consciousness, "Come out."

The system trembled, hugged itself weakly and helplessly, and responded cautiously, "Crooked?"

Qi Ran ignored its cuteness, "What's going on?"

"What, what?" The system tried to play dumb.

Qi Ran was upset, impatient to talk to it, and said directly: "The original owner's parents."

The system knew it couldn't escape this incident, but it had already communicated with its superiors about the song, so it wasn't unprepared, "It's just a coincidence."

It said the reason it had recited long ago, "With so many worlds, the host should have noticed that many people around you are more or less similar to the original world, but this time, they happened to be parents."

Qi Ran was taken aback for a moment, and his voice calmed down, "Why?"

"Because these worlds are originally generated according to the projection of the host's original world, the host should still remember what I said at the beginning." The system paused for a moment, giving Qi Ran time to recall, "These worlds are also novels, but they are based on The secondary creation of the original book is inseparable from the original book, and it is not normal if there is no similarity."

Qi Ran twirled his fingertips, and asked calmly, "But my personality is different from that of 'Qi Ran'. Why can't people close to me feel it?"

The system didn't notice his temptation, and explained: "The novel world is also divided into classes, and not every world can operate automatically. And the worlds that the host enters are all 'lived' after the host enters."

It thought for a while, and put it in a simple way: "That is to say, all they know and are familiar with are the hosts, but the initial favorability is different."

After Qi Ran finished listening, she suddenly raised the corners of her lips and smiled.

He asked, "Am I authorized enough?"

The system froze for a moment, but didn't react. It scratched its head, but still couldn't figure out how this had anything to do with what I just said. "Permission? What permission—"

Qi Ran interrupted him calmly: "Perhaps you forgot, I asked a similar question at the end of the first world."

"At that time, I received a warning of insufficient authority, and you were punished, but now, you can speak freely and tell me many things that should not be known by ordinary taskers."

As he said, his order became clearer and calmer, "Your surprise just now was not a fake, it means that something or someone broke the rules, causing my authority to no longer have restrictions."

The light group was stunned.

It forgot to hold the tentacles for a while, tripped itself, and "pia" groaned and fell to the ground.

However, the pain on his face brought him back to his senses, and the system blinked, looking confused, "What are you talking about, host?"

Qi Ran smiled, "You don't need to tell me."

He withdrew his gaze, his face was gentle, and he no longer looked for answers.

The system carefully breathed a sigh of relief, but it didn't know that at this moment, it had lost the precious, hard-won, trust.

**

At eight o'clock in the evening, when Qi Ran received a call from Qi's father, Qi Chen was sitting by the bed and peeling apples for him.

Perhaps it was the first time to do such a thing, the round and plump apple was destroyed by him into a polyhedron with sharp edges and corners.

Qi Chen was also taken aback when he saw his results, and he could even see a little bewilderment on his serious face.

Qi Ran pulled the corner of his lips, showing a mocking arc.

He didn't care if Qi Chen saw it, he looked away leisurely, and continued to talk to his father, but naturally he couldn't see it. apple.

After Qi Ran finished making the phone call, he had already cut the apple into even small pieces, forked one and handed it to his lips.

Qi Ran glanced at him, lowered his eyes like a gift, and bit the apple.

Qi Chen's Adam's apple rolled.

His hand holding the small bowl tightened slightly, but there was no change on his face, and he forked another small piece of apple with a sullen face.

Qi Ran couldn't understand it.

He tilted his head, lifted his eyelids lazily, and looked at the man squarely.

Perhaps it was because he had just recovered from a serious illness, the young man's complexion was pale, and his eyes were not sharp, but only with a light scrutiny.

But such a not-so-sharp gaze made Qi Chen's muscles tense quietly.

"Brother—" Qi Ran's voice was halfway through, and for some reason he disliked this name so much that he frowned, "Forget it, I never called you that anyway."

"Qi Chen," he called out his name casually, "We have always kept the water in the water, you—" He drew out his tone, and glanced at the apple in front of him, "What do you mean?"

Qi Chen suppressed the disappointment in his heart and said calmly, "You are sick."

"Huh?" Qi Ran tilted his head.

This is his habitual little action when he is confused, and people who are not familiar with it will not notice it.

The soreness in Qi Chen's heart softened again. He wanted to touch Qi Ran, but he also knew that he had to proceed step by step, "You are sick and need someone to take care of you."

Qi Ran didn't understand anymore.

He almost had the words "what's that got to do with you" written all over his face.

Qi Chen wanted to laugh, but looking at his beautiful eyes, he sighed again, "Jiaojiao, don't think of me so badly."

Qi Ran:?

He was annoyed, "You are not allowed to call this name."

"why?"

"No reason." Qi Ran said stiffly.

Qi Chen couldn't help laughing, he could see Qi Ran's dryness, and quickly smoothed the curve of his lips, but there was a smile hidden in his eyes, "But Jiaojiao, I'm your brother."

"There is no blood relationship," Qi Ran replied, "Anyway, if you don't allow it, you don't allow it."

Qi Chen didn't dare to really annoy him, so he had to surrender: "Okay, then what shall I call you?"

Qi Ran glanced at him, "Think for yourself."

"Jiaojiao——" he was stared at by Qi Ran, and stopped in time, "You let me think for myself."

The author says:

Qi Ran:?

Qi Ran: Tired, destroy it.

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