Chapter 95 Once you accept this setting

Xuanzhe looked at the ball of light and asked word by word: "What is going on?"

Normally, the system wouldn't dare approach Xuanzhe, but at this moment, it paused, then flapped its tiny wings and flew onto Xuanzhe's lap. Its electronic voice was laced with a hint of seriousness and heaviness. It had to be said that during the time it was out of Lu Li's control, it had become more and more humane. "I suspected it a long time ago..." the system said cautiously, "Wen Shuang said he came from another world, but the Child of Fortune can only be born in this world."

Xuanzhe opened his eyes slightly and instantly understood what the system meant.

"Impossible." Xuanzhe whispered, pulling the quilt up to cover Wen Shuang's ears. "Although I have never seen the original owner of this body, I have heard a little about it. It is not the same Wen Shuang as mine."

"This is also what I've been puzzled about for a long time." The system's eyes, as big as black beans, narrowed into slits, and the program within it was running at a rapid speed. "Actually, there's a blank section in my initial program. I always thought there was a problem with the time travel, but now it seems there's more to it than that. Wen Shuang's condition today is clearly in some kind of memory disorder, but with my authority, I can't enter his consciousness to explore the cause."

Xuanzhe stared down at the system: "Are you really so incompetent?"

system:"……"

The system had no nose or mouth, but it still took a deep breath, its round body expanding and then shrinking, trying to prove its self-worth. "But you can, Xuanzhe. You are the ceiling of this world. My energy has recovered to 80%, and I can unlock some privileges for you."

Xuanzhe looked stern: "What do I need to do?"

"I can establish a spiritual sharing between you and Wen Shuang, so that you can capture his chaotic thoughts at the first time, but you may not be able to bear it if one person carries the thoughts of two or even more people." The system explained.

"Build it." Xuan Zhe did not hesitate. He had to know Wen Shuang's true thoughts. Seeing him suffer once was enough, and there couldn't be a next time.

Knowing Xuanzhe's character, the system stopped talking nonsense. Tiny light blue lightning condensed in the air and eventually converged into a dazzling white ball of light. It then split into two halves, one half entering Wen Shuang's brain and the other half sinking into Xuanzhe's mind.

"Huh~" The system's wings suddenly wilted, and the color was not as bright as before. Its eyes as big as black beans hung listlessly on the sphere, and it was obvious that its energy consumption was serious.

Xuan Zhe closed his eyes, and a very strange feeling came over his heart, as if an invisible thread connected himself and Wen Shuang. He could clearly feel that the young man's inner world was filled with coldness and chaos at this moment. Most people would shy away from this kind of experience and resist it instinctively. The system was also patiently waiting for Xuan Zhe to regret it, thinking that the initial sharing was not solid and could be withdrawn. Who knew that the next second, Xuan Zhe tightened his arms and kissed Wen Shuang's temples with great tenderness.

System: “…” Okay, it’s worthy of being the ceiling.

Xuanzhe finished adapting, opened his eyes and looked at the system's wilted appearance, and suddenly asked: "You absorb energy from Wen Shuang, does it have no effect on him at all?"

"No," the system replied, "The Son of Luck possesses the luck of the entire universe. The energy I need is a drop in the bucket compared to this world."

Knowing that the system would not lie, and that he would need this little thing in the future, Xuan Zhe thought for a moment, grabbed the system, and placed it next to Wen Shuang in front of the other party's wide-open black eyes.

System: "..." If it hadn't had legs, it would have wanted to kneel down to Xuanzhe. Wuuuuuu, Bodhisattva!

Xuanzhe would not return to Qingzhou Villa tonight. He simply washed up and stayed in the office with Wen Shuang. The young man felt very safe in his arms. Xuanzhe closed his eyes, and almost as sleepiness came, he was dragged into an unfamiliar dream by some force.

It should be daytime, the strong light coming through the gap in the curtains proved this. Xuanzhe adjusted for a while and finally saw clearly that there was a person lying on the bed. The exposed forehead was full and white, but covered with a layer of cold sweat. The person seemed to be in pain, and kept groaning from time to time. Xuanzhe gradually became nervous. He knew everything about Wen Shuang. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still frightened the moment he pulled back the quilt. It was Wen Shuang.

"What's wrong?" Xuanzhe lowered his voice unconsciously, and while comforting him, he stretched out a hand to touch the young man's cheek, but the other party opened his eyes little by little.

Xuanzhe paused suddenly.

Dark and hopeless, a pair of extremely delicate eyes filled with negative emotions, it wasn't Wen Shuang... Xuanzhe couldn't help but take two steps back, it was the original body!

The original body saw Xuanzhe and his eyes met his precisely!

Seeing Xuanzhe's face as if he was facing a great enemy, the young man couldn't help but laugh bitterly: "Even in my dreams, do you hate me so much?"

Xuanzhe frowned, what does that mean?

Something gripped his heart like a venomous snake. Xuanzhe tried desperately to shake it off, but it gnawed its way into his bones. This was Wen Shuang's. Xuanzhe told himself to calm down, relaxing again and again. At the same time, he saw his original body suddenly twitch violently, curling up into a ball. Veins stretched from his neck, exposed by his collar, all the way up to disappear among his thick hair.

"Don't..." The original body cried, and for a moment, the fragility in his eyes overlapped with Wen Shuang's, and he almost begged: "Stop, why me?" His voice became more and more desperate, "Why do you have to torture me?" After saying this, as if he could no longer bear it, he suddenly opened his mouth, and was about to bite the wrist.

Xuanzhe couldn't bear to watch any longer. He held down the original body with one hand and clamped his jaw with the other, shouting: "Don't bite!"

The original body's eyes were watery, his eye sockets were red, and the red mole on his right ear was scorching. Xuan Zhe's mind was shaken, and he was hugged by him at the same time as he relaxed.

"Xuanzhe!" The original body used great strength, as if it had found a safe haven, crying out with an unsteady breath: "You, you are here... I know you still remember me, you haven't forgotten me. Please help me, please! I can't control myself. Every day I do things I don't want to do and say things I don't want to say. If I resist, I get cramps and it hurts like my skin is being peeled off. I'm almost dying, right?"

He used Wen Shuang's voice and intonation, and cried with every word: "I want to die..."

Xuanzhe suddenly hugged the person tightly, and suddenly felt dizzy. What did it mean to not forget him? What did it mean to not be able to control himself? Xuanzhe's brain was working rapidly. Combined with what the system said before, a terrible idea surfaced, which frightened him so much that his heart was cold and he trembled with rare fear.

"Don't be afraid..." Xuanzhe took a quick breath, then comforted you softly, "I'm by your side, there's nothing to be afraid of."

The person in his arms was crying so hard that he was short of breath and started to choke. Xuanzhe immediately supported his back and taught him to adjust his breathing.

The two of them were so close, and although Xuanzhe knew clearly that this was not Wen Shuang, he could not feel disgusted at all. It was as if... this was another Wen Shuang! Just with a different personality.

"I..." The original body's eyes were red, and before he could utter a word, Xuanzhe covered his mouth.

"Don't say it." Xuanzhe wiped the tears from his face, not wanting the word "death" to come out of this person's mouth. "You will live a long life and be with me forever."

Upon hearing this, the original body smiled foolishly: "It really is a dream."

He whispered, "This is the most beautiful dream I've had in over twenty years."

Xuanzhe finally understood why Wen Shuang lost control of her emotions during filming in the daytime. Was it because he had seen her original self in advance and established some kind of magnetic field connection? Or to put it another way, although it was a dream at the moment, it might have happened. In other words, there was a certain authenticity, and he was the only one who intruded from outside.

This body was even thinner and paler than the one Xuanzhe had seen for the first time. The ribs were clearly visible under the exposed pajamas, and the stomach was slightly sunken, as if it had not eaten for a long time. It was so light that Xuanzhe could hug it with one hand. He gently stroked the back of the original body, making sure that Wen Shuang's consciousness was in it. The system said that this was mental sharing, and he could capture Wen Shuang's confused thoughts at the first time.

Not wanting to disappoint his little quail, Xuanzhe asked in a low voice: "Are you hungry?"

The person in his arms shook his head weakly: "I'm not hungry..."

"Eat something." Xuanzhe picked her up and found the kitchen. He freed one hand to open the refrigerator, which was filled with frozen food. Some food was better than nothing. Xuanzhe said in a slightly firm tone, "Pick one and I'll cook it for you."

Xuanzhe cooked... The original body was very tempted and thought for a moment: "Wontons, maybe."

"Okay." Xuanzhe placed him on a chair at the door and covered him with a blanket. He then stood where the original body could see him, turned on the fire and boiled water. With a somewhat bewitching voice, he asked softly, "We've met before, right?"

"That's right." The original body leaned back in the chair, one leg bent and the other resting lightly on the floor, looking at Xuanzhe intently. "You were wearing a black suit at the time. You were only thirteen or fourteen years old, like a little adult. There wasn't much good food in the mountains, so I cooked corn for you."

Xuanzhe's fingertips trembled, and a strange scene flashed by. A huge panic came over him, and he suddenly wanted his original body to stop. He didn't want to listen.

To be precise, I dare not listen.

The wontons were cooked quickly. Xuan Zhe waited until they cooled down a bit before feeding them to his original body. The other party ate slowly and with difficulty, bite by bite. After eating only four small wontons, he turned his head away as if he couldn't eat any more.

Xuanzhe's heart ached the whole night. If it were the quails he raised with his own hands, he would have stuffed forty wontons into his mouth with his eyes closed.

"Xuanzhe." The young man suddenly called out softly, his eyes shining, then he bit the spoon and winked at him.

Xuanzhe was stunned for a moment, and then his numb hands began to recover. "Smell, smell the frost."

"Why are you still cooking wontons for me in my dream?" Wen Shuang said happily, lowered her head and drank a sip of soup from Xuanzhe's hand.

Xuanzhe was happy, but his heart sank as he finally confirmed one thing.

Wen Shuang's awakening accelerated the end of the dream. Everything around him became vague again, like a drop of water falling in, blurring out layers of wrinkled edges. Xuan Zhe felt a little dizzy, his eyes suddenly went black, and then he sat up from the darkness, panting.

He returned to reality.

As the pendant existed, Xuan Zhe quickly calmed down. He turned his head and saw Wen Shuang sleeping peacefully in the pale moonlight, with a small blue ball beside his neck.

Xuanzhe grabbed the ball right in front of his eyes and shook it vigorously, "Wake up."

The system was absorbing energy, and most of the programs were dormant. It was no exaggeration to say that it was as sleepy as a pig. A black bean-sized eye appeared on its sphere, which was considered to be giving Xuanzhe enough face. If it were someone else, it would have been electrocuted to death long ago. "Is there anything wrong?"

"I just entered Wen Shuang's dream." Xuanzhe didn't have complete faith in the system, so he said something else: "If a dream contains two people with different personalities, but they share the same body, what does that mean?"

"That means it's the same person." The system closed its eyes again, but then a sneer rang out from the sphere: "No matter what forms appear in human dreams in a subjective way, it is still yourself. You dreamed of two Wen Shuangs." At this moment, the system demonstrated its powerful memory bank: "That's great, ceiling. You can have sex with two at once. The more days, the more you get."

Xuanzhe: "..." Does this guy know what he's saying?

This is so inappropriate! Xuanzhe ignored the system's words and hugged Wen Shuang, intending to continue sleeping, but...

However……

Um……

Hold!!!

Once you accept this setting...it's so exciting!

Wen Shuang woke up the next day and heard a series of "pa pa" sounds in his hazy state. He tried hard to open his eyes and saw Xuan Zhe was pulling out the system. He picked up a book as a racket and the system went back and forth between the book and the wall.

It surprised Xuanzhe and Wen Shuang again. This little thing said that the ceiling was awesome and they dared not get close to it, but in fact, it was quite good at stepping on minefields.