Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

　　Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying left their parasites in bed to recuperate, while the spirits went up to the rooftop of the silo to get some fresh air.

Too much was said in one breath and both men were a little dizzy.

Lou Ying’s memory, at best, is one per cent recovered.

At first, he attached only fragments of memories related to Chi Xiaochi to the disk, but the years he spent working on the system were finally stirred into pieces in that machine and dispersed without a trace.

It is a good thing that they were thrown into this world at the behest of Lord GOD.

Lou Ying, in his parallel world, has at least filled in all his memories of when he was alive.

Lou Ying pressed her temple.

He remembers that after being formatted, he lay for a week before he rejoined his eighth host, Lv Fan, as 061.

By then, he had lost all memory of his previous mission, and greeted him politely as if it were his first: “Hello, Mr Lu.”

Before she returned, Lou Ying already knew that she had been reported by her current host, for reasons unknown, most likely for some serious mistake she had made.

No matter how much he asked, his closest friends, 089 and 023, refused to tell him the truth, and only repeatedly advised him not to get too close to people he didn’t know.

As a result, Lou Ying chose to stay away from this host.

I don’t know if he had been warned by the system that had come to take his place earlier, but Lv Fan also started calling him by his code name and never mentioned what had happened in the first place, being formal and cowering, as if he had done something terribly wrong.

Lou Ying thus politely took him through the rest of his task.

In the last world, Lv Fan, who was drunk because he had to raid the quest object, made his way back home, puking all over himself and looking a bit miserable.

Lou Ying had to take on a form and wanted to fulfil the system’s responsibility to the host.

Lv Fan took one look at Lou Ying’s face and let out a scream, backing up on his hands and knees as if to get away from a nightmare that was causing him so much pain.

He cowered in the corner of the bed, holding his face in his hands as he wept, saying “I’m sorry”, “I didn’t think it would come to this” and “I didn’t know”.

Lou Ying, towel in hand, stood by the bed and raised her hand to touch her face in confusion.

After completing the tenth mission, Lv Fan chose one of the ten mission worlds at random and left in a hurry, never to be heard from again.

Lou Ying sleepwalked through two more worlds, letting his mechanised mind invade his head a little.

He forgot what it was like to be a human being until he met Chi Xiaochi again and experienced the shock, the discomfort, the laughter and the tears all over again.

Then there was awe, admiration and admiration.

And then, there is the weakness of heart, the jealousy, the thumping of the heart.

Chi Xiaochi adds colour to the increasingly blank Lou Ying.

And Lou Ying wants to be human again for Chi Xiaochi.

And the person who made his heart flutter was now sitting to his right, wearing a light cotton nightgown, one leg crossed and the other stretched out, stomping on the iron railings of the rooftop, less than five centimetres high, in front of Lou Ying.

The gesture of protection, if anything, made Lou Ying’s heart flutter.

Chi Xiaochi lifted the disk to his eyes and looked at it, then tucked it back into his pocket.

Lou Ying asked, “Any ideas?”

Chi Xiaochi raised an eyebrow, “Ask me?”

Lou Ying was not very nice and coughed dryly, “The 32-bit password …… is quite long.”

Chi Xiaochi looks at him: “How did you come up with such a long password in the first place?”

Lou Ying : “Consider …… safety, I guess.”

It is very safe.

Safe to two men with a disk, at a loss for words.

Sealed here is evidence of Lord GOD’s violation of the entropy transmission line buried in the host, and proof that this was a premeditated, long-term violation that can in no way be explained by a momentary lapse.

But the problem is that they can’t dismantle this evidence themselves anymore.

Chi Xiaochi traced the shape of the disk in his pocket with his fingertips: “Think about it, if you were encrypting an important disk right now, what would you most likely choose as a password?”

Lou Ying muses, “The initials and birthday are too simple. I wouldn’t go with that, it’s too insecure.”

Chi Xiaochi tried to enlighten him, “What about the last names or first names of the first eight hosts?”

Lou Ying shook his head: “I did make a point of looking up information about them after I was formatted. All of their names strung together would have been over 32 letters long ago. If we’re talking about birthdays ……”

He tried to crack the disk with this thought.

But after entering eight different years and months in turn, Lou Ying shook her head reluctantly: “No.”

Here the analysis comes to a deadlock again.

Lou Ying said, “I did leave some messages on the outside of the disk that would alert me to ……”

At this point in the conversation, he suddenly realises something is wrong and brakes in time to shut up.

Chi Xiaochi looked up and asked him, “What’s the message?”

Lou Ying eyes ahead: “There’s nothing on …….”

Chi Xiaochi narrowed his eyes slightly, “What is the message related to?”

Lou Ying tilted her head away and blushed as she thought of all the times she’d been in trouble: “Just a few inconsequential tips …….”

”A hint?” Chi Xiaochi went after his eyes, “Let me see, what’s the hint. Wouldn’t it be quicker for two people to think together?”

Lou Ying braced herself for a denial, “I didn’t find anything special.”

Chi Xiaochi Felt a vague clue: “It can’t be me ……”

Lou Ying immediately let out a low grunt, “…… headache.”

Chi Xiaochi immediately dismissed all thoughts and crouched down behind Lou Ying to rub his head gently.

Lou Ying laughs at her own naivety.

Suddenly he had to show all his past misses and loves to another person without any reservation, he was not ready for everything.

Although this is necessary in terms of the efficiency of cracking the disk.

Lou Ying closed her eyes and took a deep breath to tune herself up.

As she rubbed Lou Ying’s temples, Chi Xiaochi confirmed with Lou Ying again, “Your boss didn’t hear what we were saying, did he?”

” Lord GOD does not have unconditional access to the slavery system. Even if it were to monitor us, it would certainly leave a trail of access.” Lou Ying turned her face sideways and looked Chi Xiaochi in the eye, “I’ve had full scan mode on for data since this afternoon, ready to disperse anomalous data, it won’t be asking for trouble at this point.”

Chi Xiaochi : “Does it spy on us a lot?”

Lou Ying thought for a moment and told the truth: “Yesterday, it came online to see us 28 times, for a total of three hours before and after. Today it was probably busier and only came in three times in the morning.”

Chi Xiaochi leaned in close to Lou Ying’s face and scolded with a grin, “Pervert.”

Lou Ying is helpless: “It can’t hear you now.”

Chi Xiaochi : “Record this. When it comes, give it a loop.”

Lou Ying couldn’t help but smile at his close, vividly expressive face and looked at him intently, “Then look at me and say it again and I’ll record it.”

Chi Xiaochi cleared her throat, got her emotions up to full strength, came to Lou Ying’s face and said in a subdued voice, “Fucking pervert.”

Before the words were out of her mouth, Lou Ying shifted into a crouching position, kissed Chi Xiaochi on the left cheek and whispered, “Mmm. Sorry.”

Chi Xiaochi froze for a moment, the tips of her ears turning a little red: “You’re getting scolded for the loan.”

Lou Ying laughs at his always whimsical metaphors: “Yes, one has to get a good loan to do the next thing.”

Chi Xiaochi was a little nervous: “…… what?”

”What you see next …… may be a little embarrassing.” Lou Ying paused and took two breaths before he could bring himself to continue in a calm state, “But I think you should still know about the …… message I encrypted on the disk.”

He moved a little closer to Chi Xiaochi and touched the edge of his lips with his fingertips, asking for his opinion, “Is it okay if I …… do it?”

Chi Xiaochi probably understood his intentions and gave a laugh, trying to look less fledgling, but her throat couldn’t help but tighten up at once: “All your messages, are they transmitted through the USB port?”

”No.” Lou Ying replied sincerely, “The information is transmitted directly to your brain.”

”So why ……”

”Because …… if that happens, I’m worried that after a while I won’t dare look you in the eye.” Lou Ying, the gentleman, blushed again seriously, “So, is that okay?”

Chi Xiaochi purses his lips and ponders for a long time.

Lou Ying just kept looking at him until the man across the table closed his eyes and acquiesced to his invitation.

Lou Ying silently reviewed the kissing guide she had downloaded previously.

When her lips lightly touched the edge of Chi Xiaochi’s, the other woman gave a soft “mmm” and visibly drew back a few centimetres, instinctively wary of a sober kiss in which she was in full control.

But sooner or later he needed to take that step, and so did Lou Ying.

After re-capturing those lips, Lou Ying never let go easily.

Lou Ying lifted her right hand and pressed her fingers to Chi Xiaochi’s temple, telling Chi Xiaochi, with all due respect, all the things she had done over the years, all the impulsive and stupid things she had done, in short, things that were not like Lou Ying.

He was not afraid that later on Chi Xiaochi would make short work of him for these things.

He even wished that Chi Xiaochi had more of a handle on himself and his shortcomings to convince him that he was the one he had to have from the start, so that he could comfort his long-lost heart on a cold and windy night.

Lou Ying fell in love with Chi Xiaochi a little before Chi Xiaochi fell in love with Lou Ying.

Lou Ying doesn’t remember how she carried Chi Xiaochi back downstairs to her home that night, except that it was a long, good night that followed.

The two did nothing but lie side by side, sleeping in the same bed, without even a single dream.

The dreamer is already around.

In contrast, Zhu Shoucheng, who was afraid to sleep all night, only drifted off at seven or eight in the morning, but his dreams were also a mess, with a nauseating odour that went straight to his brain and made him sick to his stomach, but he couldn’t wake up anyway.

When he woke up, he was again all sticky and sweaty.

No sooner had he taken a breath than the voice that had awakened him from his dream came again abruptly.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Zhu Shoucheng stepped drowsily onto his slippers and frowned, “Who is it?”

There was no answer, just a solid knock on the door.

”Who is it?”

Zhu Shoucheng, flustered by the knock, raised his voice to ask.

There was still no answer at the door.

Zhu Shoucheng glanced up at the wall clock and was abruptly distracted.

…… How did it get to 3pm already?

So, outside the door is ……

Yesterday’s bizarre dream sank like a stone in his stomach, and the knock on the door woke up his worst memories, causing the sinking feeling to churn again.

But he had to open the door again.

Zhu Shoucheng walks heavily to the door, feeling for the first time that it is so revolting and sad to press the door handle and welcome a child in.

”Mr. Chu.”

Outside the door was Chi Xiaochi’s good-for-nothing face, clutching a pile of cramming materials with an eager look on his face: “What took you so long to open the door? I’m here for the tutorials.”

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