Seeing Jiang Zhaosu staring at him blankly, Qi Xing smiled and explained: "When you are worried, it is quite obvious."
"Go ahead." Qi Xing said in a relaxed tone, but he looked at her seriously. "Is there anything we can't talk about?"
really.
Instead of struggling with it here, it would be better to just ask Qi Xing what he thinks.
Jiang Zhaosu took a deep breath and told Qi Xing that he had obtained the panel this morning.
In fact, she could have directly imported the memories into Qi Xing's current consciousness, but she didn't want to do that.
She was still greedy after all. She wanted Qi Ronghua to come back, but she didn't want any of Qi Xing to hate and blame her for this.
So she chose to selfishly throw this question to the current Qi Xing.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Qi Xing was silent for a long time.
It was so long that Jiang Zhaosu almost thought time had stopped again before Qi Xing spoke again, his voice very soft: "Do you really want to see him again?"
Jiang Zhaosu lowered his head, not even daring to look him in the eye: "...Yeah."
She knew that every Qi Xing felt that he was unique and irreplaceable, and that by doing this she was erasing their subjectivity.
But she really wanted to see Qi Ronghua again.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Zhaosu apologized to Qi Xing in front of him in a low voice, just like he did to the fake Qi Xing.
"No need to apologize." Qi Xing answered quickly, thought for a moment, and then asked, "If I refuse, will you force those memories into my head?"
"No." Jiang Zhaosu replied.
Qi Xing's eyes lit up, but then he heard Jiang Zhaosu continue: "I will create a carrier like you and transfer Qi Ronghua's memories into him."
Qi Xing: "..."
That's fucked up.
According to Jiang Zhaosu, Qi Ronghua is his future self.
That person had almost all of his memories, but he himself had no experience of his post-apocalyptic experiences.
He and Jiang Zhaosu had only known each other for eight days, while Qi Ronghua had been with Jiang Zhaosu day and night for more than a year. How could he possibly compare to Qi Ronghua?
It would be better to let Jiang Zhaosu transfer the memories into his mind.
Qi Xing closed his eyes and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
When he opened his eyes again, a hint of determination flashed in Qi Xing's eyes: "I agree."
"But I have one condition." Qi Xing looked at Jiang Zhaosu, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup in his hand, "You have to import that little fake's memories into my mind as well."
If we want to integrate, let's do it thoroughly.
Isn't there a wealthy man named Qi Xing who is very generous with his money to Jiang Zhaosu? It sounds like he loves Jiang Zhaosu too.
Just integrate him in as well.
In this way, not only can he experience what it's like to be a rich man, but he might also be able to cause trouble for Qi Ronghua.
He is happy when everyone is unhappy.
Jiang Zhaosu didn't expect him to make such a request. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course."
It just so happened that she had promised the fake man Qi Xing that she would not forget him.
After knowing the principles of how this world works, Jiang Zhaosu became more certain that the three of them were essentially Qi Xing. It was just that different living environments led to subtle differences in their personalities, but their underlying character remained the same.
Just like three flowers of different colors blooming on a plant, they seem completely different but actually share the same root system.
Jiang Zhaosu wants them all.
And Qi Xing always indulges her greed and selfishness.
After getting Qi Xing's consent, Jiang Zhaosu called up the panel and tried to import the memory data in the data package into his body.
Qi Xing spoke again at this moment, his Adam's apple rolling, his voice trembling imperceptibly: "Zhao Su, have you really loved me?"
It's not a liking based on Qi Ronghua, but I like him and the time I spend with him.
Qi Xing, who has always been eloquent, was at a loss for words at this moment. He didn't know how to express his thoughts accurately, and could only utter this dry sentence.
Jiang Zhaosu, who was usually slow to react, understood his meaning completely. He looked at him with his dark, shiny eyes and said word by word, "I have been very happy and blessed these past eight days."
Qi Xing suddenly smiled, his eyes twinkling: "Okay."
He was satisfied with Jiang Zhaosu's words.
As Jiang Zhaosu tapped her fingertips, an invisible stream of data poured out from the panel and poured into the deep consciousness of Qi Xing who was sitting opposite her like a tide.
In an instant, countless memory scenes flashed back in Qi Xing's mind.
The overload of information gave him a splitting headache.
Qi Xing groaned, the knuckles of his hands turning white as he covered his head, and he collapsed onto the table as if he had lost strength.
"Qi Xing!"
Jiang Zhaosu didn't expect that he would react so violently after receiving the memory, and rushed to his side in a panic.
At her call, Qi Xing slowly raised his head again, his eyes red, tears sliding down uncontrollably, and a choked sob escaped from his trembling lips: "Wealth..."
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