Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 64
061 Look at his still somewhat drowsy sleepy eyes, a light sigh.
He said, “Not yet.”
Xiaochi Chi was confused for a moment: “…… eh?”
Xiaochi Chi is still in his true form, because he just woke up, his cheeks are slightly red, his hair is disheveled, and his brain is not as responsive as usual, and he looks too tame to talk.
061 It took some effort to suppress the smile at the corner of his lips.
He asked, “Is that the end of your break? Not going to see your family?”
Xiaochi Chi smiles.
“Where are the friends.”
He said, “Turned on the TV and looked around. Everyone is better than me, not missing an arm or a leg.”
Seeing him like this, 061 heart is very soft and sour.
When he was raising Chi Xiao, Chi Xiao was still in good spirits, but after two days of not seeing her, there was a faint greenish tinge under her eyes, as if she hadn’t slept well.
Such a mental state, put him on a mission, 061 is not at ease.
The next second, Xiaochi Chi’s eyes blinked and he was sitting on the bed in Ying Lou’s room again, with his own body heat still on it.
From the pocket of his pajamas came a subtle vibrating sound.
Xiaochi Chi reached out and found that there was an extra cell phone inside at some point.
The fluorescent screen displayed a line, “It’s me, I’m here.”
Xiaochi Chi knew who was responsible for the phone and the letter, but he couldn’t help but tease him, “Who are you?”
Text message back in seconds: “Teacher is in.”
The next second, another message came in: “I’ll stay with you. Go to sleep.”
Xiaochi Chi I don’t know why, but I just want to tease 061: “Can’t sleep, huh?”
061’s text message has not been sent in for a long time.
His voice system was shut down and there was no way to read to Xiaochi Chi anymore.
Xiaochi Chi After sending this text message, he put his phone down against the side of his pillow, but his mind was strangely quiet.
Someone to keep yourself company.
This feeling is really reassuring, he actually gradually sprouted sleep, hugging the soft pillow, looking at the moon shadow cast from the window, dazedly thinking about their own thoughts.
About three minutes later, a text message came through: “Don’t you be afraid. The shadow is me.”
Xiaochi Chi lies on his side of the bed, looking at the wall with wide eyes.
On the wall, his own shadow moved faintly.
A pair of long, beautifully shaped hands poked out and shook at him.
Xiaochi Chi is not afraid of what should be a somewhat scary scene.
Those hands pinch each other’s bones, gently move some, index finger and index finger press each other, making a simple puppy hand shadow.
The “puppy” opened its mouth, silently barked twice, and deftly changed, erected two floppy ears, as a rabbit eating grass.
Xiaochi Chi watched with rapt attention, his heart so solid that he was a little drowsy.
061’s pair of shadow hands, soft, flexible, a thousand variations, exhaustive patterns, performing a picture of a hundred animals.
And his eyes were gradually shaken by the ever-changing shadow of the hand, dizzy, he seemed to sink into a dream of great beauty, in which he was a snow-white hamster, cupped by a hand, gently stroked down the spine hair, gradually limp into a small, soft mouse cake.
Unable to make real-time observations of Xiaochi Chi’s body data, 061 performed alone for a long time before confirming that Xiaochi Chi had fallen asleep.
The instantaneous drain of forcing energy in a non-mission world is a hundred times greater.
About a quarter of an hour ago, 061’s energy has been exhausted, strong support for so long, is exhausted.
He used up his last bit of energy and stroked Xiaochi Chi’s forehead with his shadow.
061 went into standby in a daze.
Immersed in the boundless darkness, he actually had a dream.
Only innate data does not dream, but since being formatted, 061 has not dreamed of anything for a long time.
In that dream, he seemed to be the same as now, just a powerless piece of data, not even a body to board, only by a piece of wire slowly moving forward.
He trailed behind a teenager wearing a high school uniform and pushing a bicycle.
It sounds like a bit of a sick thing to do, but 061 is mindless.
He vaguely remembered that he was to take him home.
Previously, every so often, after a mission, when the host was resting, he would come back to see this person.
The teenager pushed his bike and walked home with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.
He turned his back on 061 the whole time, and 061 didn’t know what the teenager looked like, but he had a clear record of his changes in his head.
The teenager’s appearance changed a little, he thought.
He was thin and white.
He walks with a posture not quite like a high school student, naturally brings out a stream of wind, and with his perfectly proportioned body, handsome so that people can not take their eyes away.
061 swam from pole to pole, following the teenager like a swimming fish.
As long as he’s home, he’s at ease.
The young man did not turn back, all the way to a crossroads, the sunset afterglow spilled on his shoulders, his collarbone illuminated by a vague light.
He kept his head down, seemingly thinking about something on his mind, and as the red light came on, the teenager took a step forward.
At this point, a grab the yellow light to drive through the car, straight to the direction of the teenager rushed.
061 heart fiercely empty, the body acted before reason, gathered all the energy, transformed into human form, rushed straight behind the teenager, a pull on the back of his bike, dragged him back hard –
The teenager was caught off guard and planted backwards, with the car’s tires sliding past almost immediately at his front wheels.
He looked around in confusion, but could not see the figure of the person who saved him.
And 061 didn’t even get a chance to see the teenager’s face.
After waking up from this dream, it was already dawn outside, and he still felt extremely tired, as if he had just saved the boy and exhausted all his strength.
By this time, Xiaochi Chi was also awake, holding her phone and standing in the public washroom brushing her teeth.
He sent a text message over, “Good morning.”
Xiaochi Chi picked up his phone, spit out the foam in his mouth and said back, “Are you rested?”
It seems that his own failure to send a greeting text message at the first sign of his awakening had made Xiaochi Chi aware of his physical abnormalities.
061 says, “Get some rest. Take me to play something.”
061 was just talking about it, but Xiaochi Chi, who had been at home for many days, actually went out.
Xiaochi Chi texted with 061: “I haven’t done any good shopping in a long time.”
061 Back: “Then we’ll go shopping.”
Xiaochi Chi’s appearance is now modified by the system, so he can shop safely with a phone without having to dodge flashing lights and cameras of all kinds.
They went to the bird market and Xiaochi Chi showed a strong interest in a small white hamster, but had no choice but to stop because he couldn’t keep it now.
With a cell phone, Xiaochi Chi and 061 discussed where to go for lunch and where to play video games, and carried a whole pocketful of what they should and should not buy in a day.
Finally, he went back to Ying Lou’s room, put his things in place, and planned to rest here for another night.
After lying down on the bed, Xiaochi Chi, who was too tired to move much, played with her phone and expressed her thoughts on the day: “Mr. Six, I had a great time today.”
061 replied, “Me too.”
Xiaochi Chi looked content: “It’s been a long time since I’ve been like this.”
Looking at the word “long”, 061’s expression is too soft to be true: “After the next mission, I will play with you like this for half a month.”
Now that the “next time” appointment was made, they had to go and do what needed to be done.
The next day, Xiaochi Chi woke up, cleaned herself up, and received the transmission with a clear head.
…… however.
Having just woken up from the chaos, Xiaochi Chi briefly observed her surroundings and said sadly, “Teacher Six, am I still your favorite student?”
061 know in advance that this is the world of A-class difficulty, but because of the confidentiality regulations can not tell Xiaochi Chi, the heart is already guilty, so in the analysis of the surrounding situation also did not forget to comfort Xiaochi Chi: “…… I only have you a student. ”
Xiaochi Chi : “Heh, man.”
061: “……”
— Xiaochi Chi lying in a confined space for only one person to lie down, the gap between the joints filled with lead or iron-like substances, sinking beyond belief.
He barely lifted his knees and headed upwards.
He this light top, outside the clatter of chains holding.
Xiaochi Chi look left and right, all feel that this is the legendary landing into a box.
And right now this body is too weak to speak, arms too sore to lift, hands scarred all over, he called out twice and found his voice too hoarse to say a lumpy word.
It seems that the original owner had already shouted and screamed and exhausted his strength before his arrival.
The situation was so bad that he settled down and made his normal associations: “Am I a vampire? Have I been captured by humans and will be dragged to pour garlic paste in a while.”
And 061, who had just finished receiving the world line message, fell into silence.
The situation is not that bad, but not much better.
And without waiting for him to transmit the message to Xiaochi Chi, he heard the muffled sounds of conversation from outside.
One man asked, “Is there still movement?”
The other replied, “Not for a long time. But it moved twice just now.”
Soon, there was the soft sound of a key rattling the latch from outside.
When the “coffin lid” was lifted, 061 blindfolded Xiaochi Chi before the sunlight from outside hurt his eyes.
But Xiaochi Chi reacted quickly and curled up, reacting as a person who had not seen the sun for a long time would when he first saw the light.
From the finger gap, Xiaochi Chi caught a glimpse of the visitor’s face.
Xiaochi Chi frowned slightly.
— The goodwill and remorse values are automatically formed when you meet the quest object in each world.
The person in front of you has a good feeling about the original owner, and it is clearly 100.
And without waiting for him to take a closer look, the visitor roughly pulled him by the back of his collar and dragged him out of the confinement room like garbage, all the way to the gilded parlor, and pushed him to the floor again.
Xiaochi Chi is now able to see the full face of the visitor.
It was a teenager of about 17 or 8 years old, with a face as bright as a rose, carrying a steel knuckle whip in his hand, picking up his chin, with an arrogant and arrogant tone: “Do any of you still want him?”
