[Entertainment] If you can

Quan Zhilong, who was in a happy mood, took out a mask from his pocket and put it on himself as he walked outside the apartment. He hummed an unknown tune, and walked extraordinarily briskly.

He who saw nothing pleasing to the eye before, now feels that everything is bearable, and everything is particularly beautiful.

--As long as she is there.

Any problem can be solved.

Nothing can break him.

"Auntie, I want a cup of soy milk, five soup dumplings and a cup of millet porridge."

Coming to a breakfast shop in a detour, Quan Zhilong thought about what to eat for a while, then took out his wallet and said to the busy breakfast shop owner.

"Okay, boy, wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

"OK, all right."

Looking at the overcrowded shop, Quan Zhilong raised his hand and glanced at his watch. He felt that the time was still early, so he nodded in understanding.

Because it is in a relatively remote suburb, most of the people living here are old people who have retired, so Quan Zhilong is not worried that someone will recognize him. Bored, he took out his mobile phone to send a few messages to Han Jingru, but Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he received a call from someone.

The caller was a hacker he'd previously hired--a friend of his.

"Mr. Quan, I have basically figured out what you entrusted to me."

A young man's pretentious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"??? Zhang Jingxian, don't talk so much nonsense, just say it."

Quan Zhilong lowered his voice, glanced at the breakfast shop, turned around and walked a few meters away, and stopped beside a bush.

Behind him, the sweaty aunt greeted the customers in the store while urging her son and husband to speed up serving the porridge. She wiped her sweaty hands with her apron. She looked up and looked not far away. , the young guy who was ordering at my place just now thought that the other person's voice sounded familiar, but he didn't think too much about it. He guessed in his heart that it might be a regular customer of his own, and then he quickly started filling the freshly steamed soup Bag.

"Tsk, your temper is really out of control. Well, I'm not talking nonsense. I won't go into details about how I found out. I think you won't care about it."

Here, the hacker named Zhang Jingxian joked nonchalantly.

"so?"

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, looked down at the dark green leaves, and asked without emotion. At the same time, he stretched out a hand, gently pinched a leaf, and stroked the clear lines on the leaf with his thumb.

"??? Well, you really don't have a sense of humor at all, okay, okay, the person who sent the email was a woman named Jin Zhener."

"??????"

Quan Zhilong's movements stopped.

"But it's worth mentioning that Miss Jin Zhener's ID card and credit card have been frozen for a long time, and she herself is working in a flower shop, which means that she has no ability to pay that large amount of money, but She applied for another card a few days before the incident, and the same amount of money was transferred to her account not long after."

"The remitter is a Japanese model, let me see what's her name??? Oh yes, Mizuhara Kiko, that's right, it's her."

The finger of the young man scrolls the mouse wheel. Under the lens, the black eyes look at the posters and plane photos displayed on the computer screen. In the photo, the eyes of the short-haired woman with a very distinctive appearance and personality seem to pass through the screen, straight It fell on him, with an indescribable charm.

But the young man curled his lips in disdain. When he helped Quan Zhilong investigate the IP and found out about the model, he checked the past of the model girl. How should I put it, the dark history of this lady But it's a bit much.

"??? Got it, the money will be in your account soon."

Quan Zhilong raised his eyes, and said calmly, before he hung up the phone, he heard the breakfast shop owner shouting, "Young man, your breakfast is ready soon", so he turned sideways and politely nodded to indicate that he understood , go right away.

"Oh yes, Zhang Jingxian, I'll leave the rest to you, the money is indispensable."

Quan Zhilong stood where he was, looked up at the blue sky, his eyes narrowed slightly because he felt uncomfortable with the light.

"Tch, let's talk about something, Quan Zhilong, we have known each other for three or four years."

Zhang Jingxian on the other end of the phone laughed.

"Give me all the shitty things Mizuhara Kiko did in the past, and clean it up."

Pinching off the leaf with his fingertips, Quan Zhilong looked down at the beautifully shaped leaf in his hand, but smiled silently with unknown meaning, and then threw the leaf aside like throwing garbage.

The leaves fluttered to the ground.

"Okay, no problem, just wait for my message."

Zhang Jingxian, who had long expected that the other party would say that, hung up the phone first. He looked at the picture of the woman on the screen, clicked his tongue, and shook his head in regret.

"Poor thing, Miss Shuiyuan, your days are coming to an end."

He said happily.

***

"Yeah, it's hot to death."

Quan Zhilong, who was holding the soy milk, looked at the reddened left fingertips without tears.

Because the business of the breakfast shop was really good, when Quan Zhilong picked up his breakfast, there was only one plastic bag filled with soup dumplings left, so Quan Zhilong had no choice but to put his millet porridge in the breakfast shop quickly. Drink it, then hang the soup dumpling on the fingers of your right hand, hold the bottom of the paper cup with your right hand, hold the edge of the cup with your left hand, and walk back with the hot soybean milk.

Quan Zhilong, who had finally arrived at the apartment downstairs, was relieved. He got on the elevator with difficulty, walked a few steps to the front of the house, and held the cup with his right hand. He didn't think it was too hot. He took off the mask first, Then he wanted to take out the key from his pocket, but suddenly remembered that he had left the key in the bathroom, Quan Zhilong curled his lips, and when he was about to call Han Jingru to open the door for her, he heard Han Jingru's almost broken voice from inside the room.

This made Quan Zhilong stand stiffly outside the door like a sculpture.

He quietly listened to every word said by the people in the room, the original cute smile on his face gradually cooled down, and he squeezed the steaming soy milk that he bought for Han Jingru little by little. The paper cup was quickly twisted out of shape, and the hot soybean milk spilled on his hand, burning his fingers red, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.

He heard the woman he loved say--

"System, what do you mean? You were the one who asked me to do the task."

"It's you who concealed the true meaning of favorability."

"It's you who covered up my memories before I was alive."

"Okay, you let me enter this world to attack Quan Zhilong, and break his 'connection' with the time-traveling version of Jin Zhener, I did it, and now I have managed to get enough of Quan Zhilong's favorability and trust points, Are you telling me to give up this mission now?"

"What are you kidding?!"

system?

Task?

Raiders?

Favorability?

--......What's the meaning.

Quan Zhilong stood blankly outside the door, anger, doubt and shock filled his brain, and his thoughts were in chaos, but something flashed by at this moment, he forced himself to calm down and faintly felt, I have already touched the secret that Han Jingru has been hiding from him for a long time.

The scattered fragments of the past that had puzzled him slowly came together, like a puzzle that was about to be completed - about to reveal its original form.

At this moment, Quan Zhilong finally understood that if he went deeper, the 'truth' he had been trying to figure out before would be completely and unreservedly exposed in front of him.

But he didn't dare to think any further.

Because he is very sure, if he lifts the black veil covering the truth at this time, then the relationship between him and Han Jingru???

-- will be irreversible.

When he came back to his senses, Quan Zhilong, who had lowered his head, raised his head slowly, his expression was terrifyingly calm, as if he hadn't heard the words of the people in the room at all.

Shaking his head, Quan Zhilong laughed silently like a child, staggered back a few steps and hit the wall, loosened his fingers, and the crumpled paper cup fell to the ground.

"Ah??? Quan Zhilong, you are really cowardly???"

I didn't even have the courage to question the other party.

Quan Zhilong said to himself mockingly, although there was a smile on his mouth, he looked extraordinarily sad, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and the whites of his eyes were also red.

Taking a deep breath, Quan Zhilong blinked vigorously, his blistered fingers were trembling convulsively, but he didn't get the slightest attention.

Then he turned and left without hesitation.

In fact, he really wanted to stand in front of Han Jingru and question her frantically—

have you been lying to me

Is your 'I love you' fake too?

We have known each other for so many years, we have been together for so long, are those feelings all faked by you?!

But he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain his feelings that were about to collapse, and then he would strangle Han Jingru to death.

When he walked out of the apartment, he threw the cold soup bag into the trash can, then went back to the breakfast place, and bought breakfast again, but this time the aunt who bought the breakfast gave him a bag for a soy milk cup.

Carrying the newly bought breakfast, Quan Zhilong thought a lot on the way back to the apartment. If what happened today happened a few years ago, then he would really go to quarrel with Han Jingru desperately, but now he is not what he used to be. That brat, who has experienced so many things, has already taught him to hide his emotions and anger.

And this is really too unbelievable, judging from the passage he heard just now, Han Jingru does not belong to this world, but came here to complete some mission.

And he, Quan Zhilong, must be the core and key of that mission.

Thinking of the weird "forgetting" of Han Jingru by himself and the people around him a few years ago, Quan Zhilong couldn't help but feel chills down his spine, and the past with the other party kept appearing in his mind, although he hinted to himself over and over again in fear , suggesting to herself that Han Jingru loves him, even though there was concealment and deceit at first.

But at this moment, he really couldn't judge whether she really loved him.

When he arrived downstairs in the apartment, Quan Zhilong received a call from Han Jingru without any accident. His tone was very natural and his expression was gentle, but his mood was extremely complicated.

"Jingru, what are you doing picking that up?"

When he stood at the stairs and saw Han Jingru who looked like he had seen a ghost, he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"...Ah, I opened the door and saw..."

He watched her stand up stiffly, and explained to himself in a very unnatural tone, but Quan Zhilong cut off her words directly.

He didn't want to hear her explain.

I don't want to hear her make up a lie to deceive herself again.

"Jing Ru Jing Ru, look at my hands are blistered!"

Thinking bitterly in his heart, Quan Zhilong raised a smile and trot to Han Jingru's side. At the same time, he did not miss the movement of the other party's right foot stepping back slightly, but his eyes did not change at all. He spread his five fingers and shook in front of Han Jingru. Noticing the distressed expression on her frown, the sweetness and tingling in her heart were mixed, making her extremely uncomfortable.

--Is it really a fake?

--For that favorability value and trust value?

"...Ah! Why are you so careless? Do you have burn ointment at home?"

Han Jingru couldn't care less about thinking about how to deal with the next thing, she grabbed Quan Zhilong's shaking hand, looked at the few transparent small blisters on the other's fingers, couldn't help scolding, turned around and dragged him Go to the living room.

And Quan Zhilong also let Han Jingru pull, he looked at her back, and suddenly couldn't help but want to cry, he finally understood why he didn't have the courage to know the truth.

--Because I love too much, I am timid.