After 40 minutes, Chixiaochi arrived at the destination.
When geting off the car, seeing the four characters "Beimang Cemetery", and then looking at the surrounding environment with black and high winds, the system's eyes went dark.
He said vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"
Chi Xiaochi pulled the handbrake to turn off the fire, looked at Yang Baihua who was asleep in the rearview mirror, and smiled: "Heiheihei..."
system:"..."
Chi Xiaochi asked, "Excuse me, how much favorability does it cost for a razor blade?"
The system was expressionless: "The alarm is free."
Chixiaochi: "If there is no blade here, wire can be used."
system:"...?"
Chi Xiaochi glanced at the cemetery gate: "Forget it, it's not necessary."
Chi Xiaochi didn't do anything to Yang Baihua.
He got out of the car and stood facing the cemetery in the cold wind for a while, seeming to be thinking.
This is of course not the famous funeral feng shui treasure "born in Suzhou-Hangzhou and buried in Beimang", but it is just a fake name. There was a big rusty brass lock hanging on the iron gate, and grass was overgrown. The big bronze word "Mang" was half off, leaving only a lonely right side.
Chi Xiaochi took off the down jacket, placed it on the front hood, stepped back facing the door, leaving enough room for acceleration, and rushed straight to the iron door.
He seemed to be quite familiar with the job of turning the door. He jumped up three steps away from the iron gate, and landed exactly on the rusty iron flower carved out between the railings of the iron gate. His right hand grabbed the copper one. The decorative word, right as a buffer, immediately followed up with the other foot, stepped onto the horizontal gate just above the iron gate, leaped lightly, and successfully sent himself to the other side of the iron gate.
After landing, Chixiaochi moved his ankles.
System: "Are you okay?"
Chi Xiaochi frowned: "It's a bit numb."
The system didn't say anything, connected his neurons, silently re-unblocked his numb muscles and numbness, and the tingling sensation was instantly relieved.
Chi Xiaochi stomped and stomped his feet, thinking, he recovered very quickly.
He didn't think much, and after slowing down, he walked into the grass as high as the tombstone.
The system asks: "What are you doing here?"
He was afraid that Chi Xiaochi said, I'm here to rehearse in advance.
Fortunately, Chixiaochi's answer is fairly normal: "Come and find someone."
The system became curious: "Who are you looking for?"
Chixiaochi didn't answer, but stepped on a piece of weed that had drilled through the cracks in the brick.
The grass in winter lacks moisture, and it is very loud when it steps on it.
He used his mobile phone to illuminate, ignoring the tombstones that were closely arranged like a honeycomb, and went straight to his goal.
Soon, he stood still.
The fluorescent light of the mobile phone fell on a cheap stone tombstone. The name engraved on it was Wang Jianguo. He was born in 1949 and died in 1989 at the age of 40.
Chi Xiaochi removed the weed floating ash clinging to the tombstone, paid attention to the tombstone for a moment, and turned and left along the same road.
The system tentatively asked: "Who is he from you?"
Chi Xiaochi replied: "I don't know."
system:"..."
Chi Xiaochi said again: "Fortunately, we don't know each other."
system:"??"
In order to turn the door easier, Chi Xiaochi took off his down jacket, and a black waist-waisted sweater outlined the thin and beautiful lines of the waist and abdomen.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets to keep warm, and his mouth slowly gasped out when he spoke: "...You said that in order to facilitate the mission, the world line of the first world will be very close to the world I used to live in."
...The system seems to understand something.
He remembered that when scanning the new host's data, he saw that Chi Xiaochi's birthplace had the same name as this city.
Chi Xiaochi said again: "...They are all called Beiman Cemetery, and the layout is exactly the same. What a coincidence."
...But the person buried in the tomb was not the one he was looking for.
Chi Xiaochi took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out the lighter, and analyzed: "In this world line, Lou may still be alive."
The system does not know who "he" is, but does not follow up thoughtfully: "Are you going to find him?"
The system is a little worried, whether Chi Xiaochi will only take care of his own personal affairs and delay the main mission.
After all, only during the novice tutorial session, the total system will provide the host with a world line close to the original world for practice.
After the novice tutorial, there will be any weird world line. If you want to find someone, there will be no shop after you pass this village.
"No." Chi Xiaochi was still sober-minded, and replied, "He has his life and don't know me. Why should I bother him."
Having said that, Chi Xiaochi stopped talking, and the system didn't ask more.
Chi Xiaochi raised his hand to block the wind and wanted to light the cigarette. But when the flame was about to simmer the tobacco, he put the lighter away.
The system asks: "Don't smoke?"
Chi Xiaochi said: "Cheng Yuan's voice has been raised for so long, so I can't let me ruin it."
The system didn't say anything, and increased the warmth mode that was turned on by half a degree.
When Chi Xiaochi returned to the car with an unlit cigarette, his body was not blown through by the cold wind, and he was still warm.
He thought, this young master is in good health and has a lot of energy.
Thinking about it, Chi Xiaochi bit the filter to start the car, left the cemetery, and drove slowly home.
When passing by a soy milk shop, Chi Xiaochi stopped the car and hid the cigarette back in his pocket.
Before driving to pick up Yang Baihua, Chi Xiaochi looked specifically at Cheng Yuan's schedule today, which mentioned that he was going to Sun Ji Soy Milk Shop to buy his Yang soy milk.
This handmade soy milk is stone-ground and has a delicate taste. Yang Baihua likes it very much.
After Cheng Yuan and Yang Baihua were together, he accompany him to drink many breakfast shops and determined his favorite taste of soy milk, but gradually forgot that he didn't like to drink soy milk before.
Chi Xiaochi also doesn't like to drink soy milk, so naturally he won't be wronged.
He bought himself a red bean porridge and two cups of soy milk for Yang Baihua.
While waiting for the packaging, Chi Xiaochi asked the system hopefully: "How much favorability can he increase after drinking these two cups of soy milk?"
system:"..."
This tone is almost like discussing how to raise pigs scientifically.
However, Chi Xiaochi's mood adjusted well, and it seemed that the graveyard matter did not affect him too much.
When Chi Xiaochi returned to the car, the effect of the hypnotic card was over, and Yang Baihua woke up, playing with the phone in the back seat.
Cheng Yuan smiled and squinted, shaking the two cups of soy milk in his hand: "I am worried that you are hungry when you wake up. Both cups are bought for you. I will go to the shop in front to buy some small buns and eat some good ones."
Yang Baihua opened his eyes and deducted 13 points for no reason. He had a slight attitude towards Cheng Yuan, but after smelling the scent of soy milk, his heart warmed, and when he saw Cheng Yuan's clean smile, his friendliness rose by three points: "Good boy"
Chi Xiaochi said to the system, "Look, 62 points, passing."
System: "...being a person requires a bit of pursuit."
He felt like an old father who was patient with his silly son who was complacent when he passed the grade.
Chi Xiaochi said: "Let's celebrate with fireworks."
The system said: "Don't make trouble."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Okay. Add some sugar to my mung bean porridge. I forgot to add it."
The system is a little desperate: "Mr. Chi, what do you consider the favorability of the task target?"
Chi Xiaochi confidently said: "When you count. You tell me you can redeem it."
system:"..."
He suddenly regretted letting Chi Xiaochi know about the existence of the warehouse exchange system.
The system added a small half spoonful of sugar from the warehouse with a 1 point favorability value, evened it into the soft-packed hot porridge, and stirred it evenly.
Yang Baihua in the back seat observes Cheng Yuan in the rearview mirror, hesitating to speak and then to stop.
Chi Xiaochi let him struggle for a while before he expressed concern: "Lao Yang, what's wrong? Motion sickness?"
Yang Baihua made up his mind.
He leaned forward and asked, "Are you busy lately?"
"Busy. Very busy."
That's what to say, Cheng Yuan's voice is full of vitality from the inside to the outside, and it is full of coquettishness.
Yang Baihua asked him: "How is the song written?"
Cheng Yuan wanted to talk endlessly, but he knew that Yang Baihua was a man of science and technology, and he was not very interested in his profession, so he swallowed all the words: "I'm writing a word."
Yang Baihua said, "Xiao Cheng, I want to discuss something with you."
" just say it"
Yang Baihua said: "My parents and my third sister are coming next week. You are busy writing songs now, and my third sister may have to bring her children. If it makes you noisy, it will be no good."
Chi Xiaochi enthusiastically analyzed to the system: "Look, this is driving me away."
The system did not speak.
Chi Xiaochi's words are not a random presumption. At this time, Yang Baihua has not yet come out of the closet to his family.
To be precise, until marrying a beautiful mixed-race girl, no one knew that Yang Baihua was once a homosexual except Yang Baihua's parents and cousin Xiaoyan.
On the original world line, even if the heart is as big as the original owner, he knows that Yang Baihua's excuse is not beautiful.
They were initially unhappy because of Cheng Yuan's delivery of the car. Cheng Yuan complained, "Am I so shameless?" The two of them quarreled a few words, and the quarrel was quite fierce. Yang Baihua was on the sofa at night. Sleeping.
Thanks to Cheng Yuan's great heart and no grudges, he rolled onto the sofa wrapped in a quilt early the next morning and took the initiative to make peace with Yang Baihua.
He held the phone, snuggled against Yang Baihua's chest and said, "Look, I will live with my classmates next week for a week. Don't be angry."
When Chi Xiaochi received the World Line message and saw this paragraph, he thought, Comrade, are you a fool?
If you have dissatisfaction, of course you can express it, but to express it, you have to pay attention to a method.
Cheng Yuan paused, but did not respond immediately.
Yang Baihua felt a little uneasy and observed Cheng Yuan's expression in the rearview mirror.
Soon, Cheng Yuan grinned, revealing a row of small white teeth: "Okay."
His tail finger rubbed lightly on the steering wheel holster: "Your parents definitely don't want to stay in a hotel. It is too expensive. The conditions in the guest house near our house are poor. They come all the way and let them use the public toilet. There is no guarantee for hourly hot water, which is really not good."
After saying so much in one breath, he raised his eyes and smiled at Yang Baihua in the rearview mirror, full of comfort.
Immediately, his long eyelashes dropped, and the warm yellow road light outside the window slid right across his cheek.
"But the house is just one room and one living room. When your parents sleep in the master bedroom and you sleep on the sofa, do you have to prepare two air beds for your third sister and third sister's children?"
After thinking about it for a while, he raised his eyes again to ask Yang Baihua in the rearview mirror for advice.
But with just one sentence, Cheng Yuan's eye circles were faintly red, and his eyes were so foggy that they were dazzled by the light outside the window, and they were astonishingly bright.
Realizing that he was a little gaffe, Cheng Yuan immediately looked away and coughed, as if trying to cover up something.
Yang Baihua's heart trembled: "...Xiaocheng."
Realizing that he had been discovered, Cheng Yuan reluctantly raised his eyes again, staring at Yang Baihua, squinted his eyes, smiled gently, and signaled that he was okay.
Seeing such a pair of eyes, Yang Baihua's heart melted.
... He understands his own difficulties and knows that he is not ready for a showdown with his parents, so he is clearly sad and is still trying to accommodate himself.
A trace of guilt caught Yang Baihua's heart.
Yang Baihua said, "Xiao Cheng, I'll find you a hotel to stay."
Cheng Yuan did not refuse, and said coquettishly with a little nasal voice: "Well. I want to live well, and I want a five-star."
Yang Baihua was amused, and cooperated with him and said, "Yes, yes, five-star."
The system was surprised.
This performance is really true to the end.
All of Chi Xiaochi's micro expressions are surprisingly coordinated, and even the changes in light and shadow outside the car window are used to the extreme.
If this is a set, his expression will be perfect no matter where he captures the past from any camera.
The system hurriedly scanned Chi Xiaochi's information and knew that before he crossed over, he was a model-born actor with countless fans.
26 years old, a model background, trapped in a black quagmire, comprehensive data analysis, Chi xiaochi should be a famous star by virtue of beauty, not an actor.
But this does not seem to be the case.
The system decided to take a moment to study the situation of Chi xiaochi, so as to end the running-in period as soon as possible and improve the efficiency of task completion.
Compared with other systems, No. 061 always pays attention to efficiency when doing tasks.
And Chi xiaochi's performance was very rewarding.
He said with satisfaction: "System, system, favorability increased by 15 points, and regret value increased by 6 points."
The system also received a series of prompts: "Well, come on."
Chi Xiaochi: "Old rules, exchange cards,"
System: "..." Where does this old rule come from?
Chi Xiaochi: "What kind of card can I redeem for the 15 points?...Forget it, go back at night and send me the warehouse information, and I will look through it myself."
System: "...Hmm."
Chi Xiaochi asked again: "Can the unused card be taken to the next world?"
System: "...Yes."
Chi Xiaochi was even more happy: "Great. How many cards are in the warehouse? If I collect all the cards, will there be any rewards?"
The system had to remind him: "Mr. Chi, this is a serious system, not a card game."
Chi Xiaochi said: "I like collecting card games. There is a card game in my original mobile phone, called "Devil God Summon". I have 513 heroes and I have only 6 of them left."
Speaking of this, Chi Xiaochi said painfully: "...I don't know how long it will take before I get together."
This is really cruel for a collector.
The system ignored him, and Chi Xiaochi shrugged indifferently.
Almost reaching the destination.
There was no free parking space in the community where the two rented, so Chi Xiaochi parked the car on the side of the road outside the community.
When he pulled out the car key, Chi Xiaochi turned his face and saw Cheng Yuan's reflection on the car window glass.
In the natural state, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, just like a seedling nourished by love.
No one would have thought that such a happy and innocent youth would commit suicide in a small town near the water in a foreign country three years later because of moderate depression.