Chapter 202 Not a kind of fish.
The first page was a photo of her and Shu Maomao on the Crescent Bay beach. Shu Maomao, the kid, always had no expression in photos. He sat on the sand, and Shu Lan stood behind him. She bent down and put her arm on Shu Maomao's shoulders, pinching his cheeks to force him to smile.
In this photo, Shu Maomao was still young, looking about six or seven years old. It was the first time they met in Crescent Bay, which was the time after they became sworn sisters.
He left that night, but the photo was taken during the day, probably on the second or third day.
A round-headed matchstick figure was drawn next to the mother and son with a black marker. Afraid that people looking at the photo would not know the purpose of the matchstick figure, Shu Lan also thoughtfully wrote a "Li" on the figure's head.
It was as if this was a photo of the three of them.
Li Yanli wanted to raise the corners of her mouth, but found that she had no strength.
He stared at the photo for a long time and found that there was a slight bulge on the surface of the photo and there seemed to be words written on the back, so he took it out of the pocket and turned it over.
There are indeed words on it, and they are two paragraphs with different handwritings.
——"Snooping into other people's memories is abominable, but this commander has done plenty of abominable things, so this one more is okay. It's a big pressure, hahaha, but I felt a little unhappy after reading it. I felt like I became my own substitute."
——"I said I wouldn't cry after watching this, but you didn't keep your word."
You don't need to ask to know that the first paragraph was written by Shu Lan and the second paragraph was written by Shu Maomao.
Shu Lan had only used the nickname "Da Yali" before the virus. Later, after experiencing so many bad things, her mentality gradually became less relaxed, so she started to call him by his real name.
Li Yanli raised his head and asked, "Do you have any pens?"
"Pen? No, Boss. What do you need a pen for? To write a suicide note?"
"No, why would I write that? I'm going to find a pen."
Li Yanli stood up and searched around the empty house. Finally, he found a new, unopened pen on the desk in the conference room.
By this time, Shu Lan had almost finished her work and suddenly called out to him, "Li Yanli!"
"I am here."
"Why have you been silent for so long?"
Li Yanli said, "I'm waiting for you to finish your work. I don't want to disturb you."
"Almost there. We've practiced this before, and everything went smoothly except for the earthquake. Are the meteorites all gone?"
"It should be."
Shu Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's do this for now. Maomao and I are going to go into the space to eat. You wait for me to come out. It will take about an hour."
"good."
Her voice disappeared, Li Yanli returned to the fire, and someone else was arranging work on the radio.
He sat down, opened the album, took out the photo, and wrote on the back.
——"So the sworn brotherhood was a trap, designed to read my memory. What a miscalculation."
The space is still bright and sunny, and the years are peaceful, but they are all fake illusions.
As soon as Shu Lan and Shu Maomao entered the house, Dazui came to greet them happily.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the mission of saving all living beings during the Mutation Phase and successfully entering the Eternal Night Phase. The mission for this phase is very simple: by the end of the Eternal Night, at least one-tenth of the previously contained survivors must be alive and healthy."
Shu Lan didn't want to pay any attention to it at all. She went straight into the kitchen, took out the ingredients and started cooking.
Shu Maomao went in and took out a bottle of juice. He quickly drank it and then helped her. He asked casually, "Can you tell us how long it will take for the eternal night to end?"
"Sorry, the system still does not have the authority to answer this question."
Shu Maomao was too lazy to ask the other two balls, as he probably would have gotten similar answers.
Shu Lan asked, "Do you have the authority to tell us if there will be more meteorites falling in the future?"
"No, Host Mother."
That's about right.
Shu Lan steamed the fish that she had prepared in advance. When she turned around and saw Shu Maomao who was helping her wash rice, she gradually became dazed.
Before she knew it, she already had a son this big.
Shu Maomao's facial features have grown sharper and more mature than before, with a high nose bridge and thin lips, and his profile looks like a handsome boy.
When they were young, everyone said Shu Maomao looked a lot like her, but after she grew up, she seemed to be more like Li Yanli overall.
Shu Lan said hesitantly, "Baby, I want to rest outside from now on."
Shu Maomao answered quickly: "Okay."
Shu Lan explained to him, "I'm mainly worried that if something happens outside while we're sleeping, we won't be able to discover and deal with it in time. But sleeping underground is definitely not as comfortable as sleeping in a space..."
"I know, Mom, you don't like this house ever since you saw Big Mouth kicking people out."
In the past, she would ask Big Mouth to find some flowers for her every day and put them in the vase on the dining table as decoration.
After reading Li Yanli's last memory, she never did this again.
Shu Lan's brows slowly relaxed. "Yes, that's right. It's Dazui's house, not our home. Home is a place where no one has the right to chase you away except on your own."
Shu Maomao said, "I don't have any requirements for where I live, as long as you are here."
Big Mouth said blankly: "The system has no intention of driving the host away."
Shu Lan's face instantly turned cold: "If we don't complete your task by now, you will do this. Get out, get out, don't get in the way here."
After quickly preparing and eating the meal, Shu Lan and Shu Maomao came out of the space, and the headphones that had been on were instantly connected to the signal.
Li Yanli was slightly surprised when she heard the extra noise: "So soon? Not even an hour yet."
"It's a home-cooked dish, quick and easy. And my son even helps me cut vegetables. He's so sensible. It's such a blessing to be Shu Maomao's mother."
Shu Maomao's voice interrupted: "Mom, this room is not as big as the original one. Where should you put your bed?"
"Well, put it against the wall. Put the wardrobe over here. Don't use the dressing table or the swing chair. Find a small table of this size for me to put my things on, and give me a chair."
Li Yanli asked curiously, "Are you moving?"
"Yes, I don't want to hide in that broken space. I want to stand together with all of humanity!"
Li Yanli laughed. "Great. Commander Qin, I have a question for you. What does it mean that you are your own stand-in?"
Shu Lan was stunned for a second: "You finally decided to open it?"
"Yes, it's open. Your stick figure drawing skills are amazing. It looks very lifelike whether I'm standing or sitting."
That's because she has a black guy as a model, and the stick figure drawing is not original but a sketch.
Shu Maomao popped up again: "Mom, is the water dispenser placed here?"
Shu Lan said, "Sure. Speaking of that stand-in, that's what I really thought at the time. You can't mistake me for your ex-girlfriend, Shu Lan, because I've never met you in a KTV in my life, and I don't have those memories. So I'm not her. For example, a dish will taste different if it's cooked differently. Can you say that grilled fish and steamed fish are the same kind of fish?"
Li Yanli suddenly asked, "What did you eat just now?"
Shu Lan replied subconsciously, "Steamed fish. Oh, don't interrupt me. Just tell me if it's the same kind of fish."
"no."
"So you wanted to eat grilled fish, but you couldn't be served steamed fish. You're deceiving yourself and insisting on eating it."
Li Yanli nodded: "That makes sense."
He sighed again: "But there's nothing I can do. I can't move when I see fish, no matter what kind of fish it is."
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