Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

061 hesitated.

He didn't tell anyone that he was summoned by the Lord God this time. In addition to telling him that there was a plan for him to participate in, the Lord God also mentioned that he used his true self illegally in the mission world, and the words were quite warning.

While admitting his mistake, 061 was quite surprised by the matter itself.

Since the establishment of the "Slag Attack Recycling System" by the Lord God, the number of employees in the system has reached 2000. Excluding those systems that have completed their tasks and were scrapped due to failures, those that can operate normally include the guarantee unit, the management unit, and the 061. For field units, there are 500 systems at full cost.

What's more, the main god didn't just build such a main system, there were too many considerations, how could he pay special attention to what happened to a newcomer in the mission world?

Chi Xiaochi asked: "What, is there any difficulty?"

"Would you like to see it now?"

Chi Xiaochi teased him: "I might not be interested when I get back."

061 thought for a while: "Three seconds." Projection requires energy, and energy changes within three seconds will not be captured by the main system.

Chi Xiaochi said: "So mysterious? A kiss is not enough."

061 laughed: "Then do you want to watch it?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Take a look."

061 began to observe the surrounding situation.

Chi Xiaochi is now following Cheng Jian, so it's impossible to suddenly jump in front of him and become a living person. There are also many people coming and going in Yundu...

Chi Xiaochi followed Cheng Jian into the elevator,

Seeing no movement from 061, Chi Xiaochi said, "If it's difficult, forget it."

061 paused for a moment: "...Okay. Look outside."

At this time, the steel doors of the elevator slowly closed towards the center.

Chi Xiaochi looked out.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out from the side of the marble pillar on the first floor. He was talking on the phone with his head bowed. From the side, it can be seen that his facial features are extremely beautiful, but a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a gentle temperament make the frivolous beauty he should have Yan offset a lot.

I don't know what the person on the other side of the phone said, but he turned his face sideways, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and exposed most of his face in front of Chi Xiaochi.

The elevator doors closed.

Chi Xiaochi was stunned.

In the next second, his eyes were red, and he rushed to press the elevator floor button frantically.

The blue lights on the reminder floor lit up one by one, adding a little madness to his tear-stained eyes.

He muttered: "...Don't go, don't go, wait for me, wait for me."

Cheng Jian was stunned: "Xiao Yuan?"

On the second floor, the elevator stopped and slowly opened his steel mouth.

Cheng Jian saw that his state was really not right, and reached out to grab his wrist: "Xiao Yuan, you—"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes blurred.

Cheng Yuan actually grabbed his hand backhand without making a sound, twisted it forcefully, locked his arm behind his back, and pushed forward hard.

Cheng Jian suddenly felt numb and almost bumped into the elevator wall.

Chi Xiaochi stepped forward and rushed out.

Probably because her parents are both teachers, Lou Ying has a bit of an elegant and gentlemanly style.

Even after his parents took students to summer camp, there was an accident, the car crashed and people died, and Lou Ying moved to the Tongzilou where his aunt and uncle lived, his temperament was completely different from the other little kids in the Tongzilou.

Chi Xiaochi had conceived countless times that if Lou Ying hadn't died, he would be very suitable to be a news anchor or a university teacher.

...It should be the one he saw in the elevator just now.

Under the surprised gazes of the people around him, Chi Xiaochi rushed all the way down the stairs, thinking of countless things to say to him along the way.

But there were people coming and going in the hall, except him.

061 was also shocked by Chi Xiaochi's performance: "Xiaochi? What's wrong with you?"

The timely voice from 061 made Chi Xiaochi think of a terrible possibility.

Chi Xiaochi rolled his Adam's apple up and down a few times, and asked aloud, "...just now..."

He suddenly lost his voice. He cleared his throat before he could barely speak, and his voice was even more hoarse: "...is that you?"

061 couldn't understand: "Huh?"

Chi Xiaochi tried his best to stabilize his emotions: "That just now...is that you? The person who walked past the elevator..."

061 frowned slightly: "It's not me."

He just stood on the spiral staircase from the first floor to the second floor and waved to Chi Xiaochi, but Chi Xiaochi didn't seem to be able to see him.

Chi Xiaochi walked slowly to the marble pillar near the elevator, and reached out to caress it.

...he just came out from here.

Leaning his back against the stone pillar, he let out a trembling gasp.

"Isn't it?"

"...Did I admit my mistake again?"

061 did not expect that such a small reward game would cause such intense emotional fluctuations in Chi Xiaochi, and couldn't help asking: "What did you see just now?"

Restricted by the program, 061 briefly left Chi Xiaochi's body when he transformed into his true form, so he couldn't see the person Chi Xiaochi saw in the elevator.

Chi Xiaochi didn't answer his question, but just stared blankly.

Cheng Jian almost followed Chi Xiaochi downstairs.

Seeing his younger brother's dazed appearance, he stood far away and stared at Cheng Yuan, he felt a strange sense of strangeness in his heart.

——His younger brother was quiet, timid and well-behaved since he was a child. He was so well protected by his family that almost no one could hurt him except Yang Baihua.

How could Cheng Yuan have such emotions?

The overwhelming, breathless sadness made any inquiry or comfort superfluous.

It was Chi Xiaochi who noticed him first: "Brother."

Only then did Cheng Jian walk over: "Xiao Yuan."

"I'm sorry." Chi Xiaochi lowered his head, gradually regaining the emotions that should belong to Cheng Yuan, "...I'm sorry."

Cheng Jian didn't have the heart to blame him, so he stretched out his hand to caress his forehead: "Is your face so pale, is it uncomfortable? Why don't we stop recording?"

Chi Xiaochi hid for a while calmly: "How can we not record it, I have already agreed with others."

Cheng Jian said, "Why are you recording when you're in a bad state?!"

Chi Xiaochi said: "It's okay, just adjust and adjust."

Determined to continue recording, Cheng Jian straightened Chi Xiaochi's collar and led him back to the elevator entrance.

While waiting for the next elevator, Cheng Jian asked him, "Who did you see just now?"

Cheng Jian has always been a straightforward personality who doesn't rub the sand in his eyes. To be able to hold back like this for 2 minutes without saying a word is already quite restrained.

Chi Xiaochi looked down at the upper of his shoe and said, "I saw a person who looks like my friend."

Cheng Jian's first reaction was, fuck it, it couldn't be Yang Baihua.

Chi Xiaochi saw Cheng Jian's displeasure, and explained further: "It's a childhood friend."

Cheng Jian: "...Which one?"

Chi Xiaochi raised his head, pursed his lips and said happily, "Brother, can you recognize my friend?"

Cheng Jian was at a loss for words.

……makes sense.

The age difference between him and Cheng Yuan is more than five years. When Cheng Yuan was young, he was in the rebellious period of "I am the center of the universe", and he didn't want to play with him at all. It was the only music he was interested in, and Cheng Jian was completely indifferent.

As for what kind of friends he made, Cheng Jian never cared.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jian, as an older brother, was inevitably ashamed.

He tentatively asked, "Is he your first love?"

Chi Xiaochi's ears turned red: "...just friends."

When Cheng Jian saw his glowing red earlobes, he immediately understood, coughed, and thought, I've been thinking about this since I was young. Sure enough, as the materials say, some people's sexual orientation is innate.

He asked again, "Did you see him just now?"

"Maybe." Chi Xiaochi said, "It's very similar to him. We haven't been in touch for many years."

The elevator came, and Cheng Jian and Chi Xiaochi stepped into the elevator again.

Cheng Jian asked, "What does he look like?"

Chi Xiaochi was surprised: "Brother, why are you asking this?"

Cheng Jian: "Don't worry about it. Tell me what he looks like."

Chi Xiaochi began to describe to Cheng Jian the "Lou Ying" he saw, and at the same time turned his gaze to the outside of the elevator, looking forward to the phantom that might reappear.

But he couldn't see him again until the elevator doors closed.

Sitting in the recording studio, Chi Xiaochi's demeanor has returned to normal.

Cheng Yuan was originally a music student, so he knew the functions of the various equipment in the recording studio very well. Su Xiulun only gave him a few pointers and then walked out of the recording studio, leaving Chi Xiaochi alone, and told him to open his voice first and check the status.

Cheng Jian, who was waiting outside, briefly relayed what he had just seen and heard to Su Xiulun, and asked, "Is there such a person in your nebula?"

"If it's the person wearing gold-rimmed glasses, it might be Mr. Song." Su Xiulun thought for a while, and then said, "Of course, it might also be a client. If you're concerned, I'll call the monitoring room and ask someone to check."

Cheng Jian nodded: "Okay, thank you."

As soon as he turned around, he gasped, raised his hand to touch his shoulder joints, his expression changed slightly.

...Good boy, he is usually quiet and quiet, but he is quite ruthless when he strikes.

Chi Xiaochi in the recording studio tried the sound test and found that his voice was in good condition, so he was relieved.

061 felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he tried to calm down: "Is Lou Ying your first love? I always thought he was your friend."

Chi Xiaochi smiled: "Of course they are friends. When Brother Lou died, he was sixteen and I was fourteen. Children of that age don't know what liking is."

But by the time he understands, it's already too late.

061 comforted him: "It's okay, don't think too much about it. Maybe it's just a resemblance."

Chi Xiaochi: "That's him."

061: "How can you be sure?"

Chi Xiaochi said firmly, "I can recognize it."

061 silence.

... The thing he was most worried about happened: Chi Xiaochi encountered a bondage in the mission world, just like other hosts he brought.

Chi Xiaochi continued: "Do you remember, I went to look for Brother Lou's tombstone, but I couldn't find it. In this world line, he might not have died."

061 sighed: "...do you want to find him?"

Chi Xiaochi held up the headset and said, "I just want to see him once."

"What if we meet again?"

"Prove that he's not hallucinating. Prove that he's doing well here."

061 also couldn't tell what mood he was in right now, his heart was sour and astringent, and he couldn't help but get angry.

He thought, this is probably another helplessness that arises from watching people repeat the same mistakes: "What about after the proof? Will you stay for him?"

Chi Xiaochi was startled, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ah? Why should I stay?"

061 heard the obvious question in Chi Xiaochi's words, and couldn't help being startled: "You don't intend to stay?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "He is a person in this world and has his own life. But he is not the real Brother Lou."

"But the real one..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, 061 felt a slip of the tongue, but before he had time to apologize, he heard Chi Xiaochi say: "For me, only Brother Lou in the world I came from is real. In a world without him, I can't go anywhere." don't go."

061 shuddered, unable to say another word.

After the farce just now, Chi Xiaochi didn't mention to see what he looks like again, and the situation has turned into what it is now, so it would be superfluous to mention it again.

061 suppressed the inexplicable restlessness, calmed down, and said, "Behave well, let's watch a movie together when we get home tonight."

Chi Xiaochi laughed: "I want to watch a horror movie."

Seeing that Chi Xiaochi had finally returned to normal, 061 settled down: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

At the same time, in the "In a Moment" of the system headquarters, the dark red skull was squirming alive.

On the data board in front of the main god, number 1198, which is the code name of Chi Xiaochi, represents the real-time change curve of the entropy value of emotional confusion, which is constantly rising, and is beginning to approach a dark line.

——That is the average entropy value calculated by the main nerve after thousands of tests.

If this value is exceeded, it is regarded as a standard.

The indistinguishable AI system said mechanically: "Congratulations, the test was successful. The energy source No. 1198 responded to the projected 061 appearance modeling."

The Lord God was in a good mood, and he had the heart to correct his systematic word mistakes: "I don't like that title."

The AI ​​immediately changed its words: "...host 1198 responded to the projected 061 appearance modeling."

The Lord God let out a contemptuous laugh: "Ha."

Human beings are indeed human beings, and it is easy to master their emotional changes.

With just a little energy, the main god can silently block 061's imaging system, preventing him from appearing in front of Chi Xiaochi, then put down the bait, model it in the shape of 061, and shake it for a while in front of Chi Xiaochi. The circle, not only tested Chi Xiaochi's weakness, but also directly caused Chi Xiaochi's real-time entropy to increase sharply, and it was about to reach the normal level.

But only a few seconds later, the data on the data board changed.

"……Um?"

Chi Xiaochi's entropy curve actually fell back!

That curve just passed by a line away from the average value, gradually decreased, and finally stabilized at an extremely low level before it stopped continuing to decline.

The Lord God was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his anger could not be concealed: "...how could this be?"