White Moonlight's Substitute Road

Su Xiaoxin felt stupid looking at Shen Mo in front of him.

The conceived possibility made him a little confused.

Thinking about it carefully, I actually felt that it should be the same thing.

Although this Shen Mo doesn't look that much like Shen Szhuo except for his appearance.

But this is just a virtual world after all, and many things are covered up.

For example, he, Su Xiaoxin, is a robot who can fly over walls!

Perhaps Shen Mo's cooking skills today are just skill attributes added to him by the world.

The more Su Xiaoxin thought about it, the more stupid he felt, that he only thought of this question now.

Then if Shen Mo is really Shen Szhuo in reality, and the reason why he came to this world is to miss his lost lover, then...

Su Xiaoxin controlled her beating little heart (thought again where did the robot have heart problems?), and tried to calm down.

Shen Sizhuo... There was a person he loved deeply, and then, he died.

Therefore, Shen Sizuo was so sad that he couldn't get rid of it, so he went to the virtual world to seek sustenance and comfort.

And he, Su Xiaoxin, happened to come to Shen Szhuo's world by accident, and was regarded by him as a substitute who could vent his pain?

After doing this again, he calmed down a bit.

Looking at Shen Mo's eyes, there was also compassion unconsciously.

If the truth of the matter is like this, then he is willing to help Shen Sizhuo get out of the shadow of psychological trauma.

Think about it, Shen Sizhuo had a miserable life before, the career he worked hard all the way was betrayed by the people around him.

With almost nothing, he fell into the mud and was nearly beaten blind by the debt collectors.

Although the eyes recovered in the end, the career also made a comeback.

But he was still unlucky.

The person he loves the most failed to accompany him for the rest of his life and passed away early, leaving him to suffer alone in this world.

Isn't it the most sympathetic thing?

Su Xiaoxin thought about it again, and couldn't judge whether Shen Szhuo's lover was before or after the time they spent together.

Because in his eyes, Shen Sizhuo is a taciturn guy who doesn't show his emotions easily.

It's really hard to judge whether his appearance is because of being depressed, or because he is heartbroken because of the loss of his beloved.

When Su Xiaoxin looked at Shen Mo thinking wildly, Shen Mo also stood by the bed and looked at him.

His brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, he walked over and sat by the bed, raised his hand and gently combed Su Xiaoxin's hair that was blown by the wind on the roof, then moved his fingers down, kneaded Su Xiaoxin's earlobe a few times, looked at Su Xiaoxin The eyes said softly: "Hey, don't mess around, get a good night's sleep."

Su Xiaoxin: "..."

He doesn't want to sleep~

But Shen Mo's movement on his earlobe seemed to be turning off the phone.

Su Xiaoxin couldn't resist at all, and gradually lost consciousness and fell into a dormant state.

Shen Mo looked at Su Xiaoxin sleeping peacefully, the tenderness on his face slowly froze.

He went into his pocket and took out a small flat rectangular black box.

Open it, and the first thing that pops up inside is an information dialog box with the date stuck at yesterday.The time was before Su Xiaoxin was picked into the gate of the villa.

The message in the dialog box is three sentences, and the sender is an unfamiliar number that has not been stored.

"Do you like the gift?"

"I think you'll like it."

"Because its heart... belongs to Mo Xiaojun."

The bright light of the information box shone on Shen Mo's face, and the expression on it was gloomy and indifferent.

He stretched out his finger and swiped the dialog box aside.

With a few operations, many virtual tools of various types pop out of the small black box.

He put the small box next to the pillow, then stretched out his hand, and began to unbutton Su Xiaoxin's shirt one by one.

The white chest was exposed/exposed, Shen Mo took a tool from a small box beside him, and placed it vaguely on the position of Su Xiaoxin's heart.

With a sound of "beep", a light mask shone from Su Xiaoxin's flesh, covering his whole body.

"Alarm, alert! Intrusion interference, the special protection system has been activated."

Shen Mo was not at all surprised by the mask system that popped up suddenly.

He just frowned slightly, and continued to get the tools in the small box with the other hand, and carefully dismantled the mask covering Su Xiaoxin's body like a doctor who opened the patient's abdomen to remove the lesion.

He buried his head in it, concentrated and earnest, except for occasionally looking up at Su Xiaoxin's face, he didn't pay attention to anything else.

After an unknown amount of time, the machine voice on Su Xiaoxin's body issued a "beep beep" alarm.

"The first level of special protection is about to be destroyed, and the first level of special protection is about to..."

With a "click", the mechanical sound was suddenly interrupted.

The light mask protecting Su Xiaoxin's body shrunk to only gather on the heart.

Shen Mo raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and wanted to continue to crack the next-level protective shield, but the machine voice deep in Su Xiaoxin's body sounded an alarm quickly and sharply.

"Alarm alert, the second level of special protection is activated, and the self-destruction program will be triggered in an emergency. Beep, beep, alarm, second level of special protection..."

The machine voice kept repeating, and the white mask above Su Xiaoxin's heart slowly began to lose its red light.

Shen Mo stared at the program of the second-level shield sharply, hoping to find program loopholes to crack.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxin, who was in a deep sleep and coma, uttered an inaudible moan, as if he also felt pain in the dream.

Shen Mo's fingers trembled slightly, hesitating for a second, and finally withdrew the gadget that was pressing above Su Xiaoxin's heart.

The siren stopped immediately, and Su Xiaoxin's pain in his sleep seemed to be relieved, and he calmed down again.

Shen Mo threw the tools in his hand aside, pulled Su Xiaoxin's clothes together, buttoned them one by one for him, then stared blankly at Su Xiaoxin's face again.

Staring quietly for a moment, he lowered his head, kissed Su Xiaoxin's forehead lightly, and murmured: "Don't be afraid, Xiaojun, I will rescue you, and then...we will never be separated."

When Su Xiaoxin woke up, he was in a trance like before, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment.

Until he saw Shen Mo.

The man was still sitting by the bed, the expression on his face, even his posture, was exactly the same as when Su Xiaoxin was asleep.

I don't know, I thought he just squinted for a few seconds.

But he accidentally saw the clock on the wall behind Shen Mo, which showed that the time was twelve o'clock at noon.

In other words, he slept for a whole morning.

He was a little depressed, came to the world to experience, but always fell asleep.

But... Su Xiaoxin was confused for a moment, what did he come to this world for?

Trying to think about it, I finally remembered.

He struggled to sit up, but Shen Mo immediately reached out to help him, making him look as if he had suffered a serious illness and was extremely weak.

Su Xiaoxin sat upright, looked at Shen Mo's face, and opened his mouth.

This question... how would he say it?

"Your lover is dead, you have to cheer up!"

"Your lover is dead, I will take good care of you in the future, forget about him!"

"Your lover will also feel distressed when he sees you so depressed and sad."

"You are a big man, can you be a little promising? Life will always go on."

The words swirled around his lips, but in the end Su Xiaoxin couldn't say a word.

Because no matter which one it is, he doesn't think it can comfort people.

They are small knives that poke people's hearts.

As for how to heal other people's wounds, Su Xiaoxin actually doesn't have any experience or methods.

Could it be that making a good double can help Shen Sizhuo?

Shen Mo, is it really Shen Sizhuo?

"Shen Mo." Shen Szhuo, whom Su Xiaoxin wanted to call out, was tampered with by the world again.

You can't ask directly, and you can't verify it.

Su Xiaoxin looked left and right and observed for a while, thinking that Shen Sizhuo in the world might not have self-awareness.

Just like he was in the world before, his mind was filled with other people's plots.

As for emotions and choices, are they based on one's own consciousness, as the psychiatrist said?He couldn't be sure.

He guessed wildly in his mind, but Shen Mo took his hand.

"Get up and wash up, and go downstairs to eat."

Su Xiaoxin was just thinking about it, so Shen Mo dragged himself up, got out of bed, went to the bathroom, opened his mouth to brush his teeth, washed his face, and finally asked Shen Mo to dry his face.

After the whole process, he was regarded as a child in kindergarten.

When Su Xiaoxin came to his senses, he couldn't help grinning, but it was very funny.

Seeing him smiling, Shen Mo also smiled slightly, and reached out to pinch Su Xiaoxin's cheeks, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you and giggled for a long time like two idiots.

They laughed and went downstairs holding hands.

The food on the table has been set, and Shen Mo and Su Xiaoxin arranged to sit down.

"Wait for me to bring the soup, it's oxtail soup, your favorite."

Su Xiaoxin's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

Oxtail soup is indeed his favorite. In the past, he took care of Shen Sizhuo, and he often made it and ate it.

Because Shen Sizhuo is extremely boring, even eating, he doesn't care about the taste at all, as long as he can eat it in his stomach, the kind that can pass the day with just a bowl of rice.

Therefore, Su Xiaoxin couldn't even cook Shen Szhuo's favorite food to comfort him, so he had to make his favorite food every day, and then eat it loudly, so as to hook up with Shen Szhuo and let him experience the joy of food together.

Although it doesn't seem to have any effect.

Shen Sizhuo still acted as if he had no sense of taste, and did not express anything about Su Xiaoxin's cooking skills.

Once, in order to test him, Su Xiaoxin specially made one dish salty and the other without salt, in order to see Shen Sizhuo's reaction.In order to test whether Shen Sizhuo has a taste disorder.

Fortunately, Shen Sizhuo responded with dignity that day.

He didn't have a big reaction when he ate the unsalted dish, but frowned slightly when he ate the salty dish.

Then, he groped, added a little less salty, and added a little more unsalted, and ate them together.

Su Xiaoxin, who was watching quietly from the side, held back his laughter until his stomach ached.

Shen Sizhuo noticed something, but he still took a mouthful of this and then that with a blank expression.

Fortunately, that temptation still paid off.

Afterwards, every time he ate, Shen Sizhuo would reluctantly mutter something, such as "today's fish is delicious", "today's vegetables are very crispy" and other comments, which made Su Xiaoxin almost burst into tears in relief.

And now...that Shen Sizhuo who can live on rice, made him oxtail soup?

Wait, wait, Su Xiaoxin advised himself to calm down.

Shen Mo didn't say that he did it, maybe that aunt named Wu came when he was asleep.

Even if it wasn't Auntie who did it, but Shen Mo did it, it's very likely that it was a skill point added by the world, and it couldn't be that idiot Shen Sizhuo really knew how to do it himself.

Shen Mo came over with soup, served Su Xiaoxin with soup and rice, and set up the bowls and chopsticks.

"Eat, eat and watch." He looked at Su Xiaoxin with anticipation in his eyes.

"Really... you did it all?" Su Xiaoxin still couldn't help asking.

Shen Mo nodded.

Omelettes are served for breakfast, and stir-fried vegetables and soup are served at noon.Su Xiaoxin wanted to give him a compliment.

Taking a closer look at the dishes on the table, except for the oxtail soup, the other dishes are indeed all his favorites.

Su Xiaoxin was really a little confused, vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Forget about it, let's eat!

After all, to be able to eat the dishes made by Shen Szhuo, even in the virtual world, Su Xiaoxin feels that it is very valuable.

It's been a pretty good time to get along, but there are such entanglements.

After this world is over, the two of them still don't know if they will have the chance to sit down and have a quiet meal like this again?

Su Xiaoxin ate every dish, and the taste was surprisingly familiar, as if he made it himself.

The feeling that something is not right is getting stronger and stronger.

After dinner, Shen Mo pulled Su Xiaoxin to sit on the sofa and turned on the TV for him.Then without asking any questions, he broadcast a variety show proficiently.

It's "Run, Penguin!" that Su Xiaoxin has always liked to watch again.

Su Xiaoxin: "..."

Shen Mo pinched Su Xiaoxin's cheek again, and turned to clean the kitchen.

Su Xiaoxin stared at the TV screen in a daze, his mind was completely muddled.

Not long after, Shen Mo came back with a small plate in his hand, and there was a small piece of cake in the plate.

"Your favorite blueberry cake."

Su Xiaoxin took it over in a daze, then looked at Shen Sizhuo and asked, "This...couldn't you have done it too?"

Shen Sizhuo nodded at him: "I made it, because you love to eat, so I went to learn it specially. Try it, is it delicious?"

While Su Xiaoxin sighed in his heart, he used a fork to fork a small piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

It was so delicious that I wanted to cry.

Just like the one in the cake shop near Shen Sizhuo's house.

Suddenly, Su Xiaoxin thought of the key to the problem in his chaotic mind.

He finally knew what was wrong.

Jun!Shen Mo's true love is Xiao Jun.

Shouldn't all these preferences belong to Xiaojun?

But...why does it look exactly the same as Su Xiaoxin's likes and tastes?

What the hell is going on here?

The author has something to say:

Mr. Shen: Do you finally know what I mean?

Su Baobao: I always feel that I am being targeted by selling movies.