Chapter 1223 I'll Break Down Along with My Sister 1
When Song Jinhuan was conscious, she was lying on the ground, completely naked.
A chill seeped through her skin, eroding her senses.
Pieces of red and green fabric lay scattered around, seemingly having undergone a violent tearing that left them in pieces.
She looked up and surveyed her surroundings.
A bedroom of about 40 to 50 square meters contained only a bed and a bedside table.
Not far behind, there was a rectangular mahogany offering table with a row of food on it, including apples, candies, dried longans, pineapples, oranges, and white cut cakes.
In the center of the two lotus-shaped butter lamps, there is an incense burner.
Song Jinhuan frowned slightly, making it impossible to discern what he was offering.
It's so cold!
She shivered, quickly got up, pulled the blanket over herself, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Sanjin, is the background information from special dimensions reliable?"
Sanjin: "Not very reliable. We are now in the dimensional collapse protection period. The original plot is useless. Only the personal information of the mission target is still somewhat useful."
Song Jinhuan urged, "Take a look at it quickly."
Sanjin quickly transmitted the task target's personal information in the form of a table.
Li Yan, standing at 188cm, is a rising star in the entertainment industry. Her cold beauty captivates all, her ethereal singing is like that of a deity descending from heaven, and her voice is deep and sexy when she speaks.
She excels in both singing and songwriting.
At the age of eighteen, she burst onto the scene with her song "Time," winning the hearts of countless people, and then disappeared from the public eye.
Two years later, he returned with a song called "Addicted," which became a viral sensation online.
Then, just like when he was eighteen, he disappeared again.
Countless fans eagerly await his appearance.
With more and more celebrities falling from grace, audiences desperately need a star who is talented, good-looking, and has a positive influence.
Instead of being forced to eat shit by capitalists.
The appearance of Li Yan undoubtedly became everyone's hope.
However, his misanthropy index is 95.
Having lost both parents at a young age, he had no attachment to the world and always held the idea of living as long as he could, with no desire for life. Even those two songs were just products to pass the time.
Now that the lyrics are out, let's compose a melody. Sending it out is too much trouble, so let's just sing a couple of lines.
He didn't seem to care much about these things; everything he did was terribly casual.
Perhaps one day, I'll just randomly pick a rooftop and jump off.
Song Jinhuan's task is to reset his world-weariness index to zero, giving him a desire to live and creating time for Sanjin to repair the plane.
"Who am I?"
Sanjin: "Unable to detect."
Song Jinhuan had a bad feeling. "What do you mean?"
Sanjin's voice betrayed a clear sense of guilt. "It probably means that the host needs to explore it on their own."
Song Jinhuan was about to say something when the door was suddenly pushed open.
She instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around herself and looked over warily.
He was a man dressed in a black tracksuit, exuding an aura of dejection and lifelessness.
As their eyes met, the man gently pushed the doorknob outwards with his large hand.
The door was closed and locked from the inside.
He walked around the inner room, his gaze sweeping over the altar before settling on a few scraps of cloth.
A playful smile played on her lips, her dimples appearing and disappearing, as she softly called out, "Sister...Sister?"
She looked at the man with the misanthropic index above his head, blinked, and asked in confusion, "Are you my brother?"
The man walked up to her and knelt down. "Don't you remember me, sister?"
Song Jinhuan shook her head. "I have no memory of it."
A glint flashed in Li Yan's eyes, and he said calmly, "Sister, I am your fiancé."
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