This time in the elevator, there was a scenery of icebergs, and the simulated cold wind blew out of the air conditioner, as if to match Fang Xiaoling's mood at the moment.
"So heartless... If I had known this was the case, you might as well not have come to rescue me just now and let me fend for myself." Fang Xiaoling drooped her head, "Shen Yi and I went to the same university for three years, and I also asked him during my internship. I have joined a company very close to his internship place, but I have never had any interaction with him. Apart from normal academic contacts, I have not even said an ambiguous word. You let me complete the task by myself? "
Fang Xiaoling felt that what Roland did was like two people falling into a bottomless pit at the same time, and one of them was a master of Qing Gong. He jumped out and then said to the other person who didn't know Qing Gong, "I'm leaving first. I'll wait for you in the great world outside!"
Obviously, Roland is the master of Qinggong.
After the elevator door opened, the warm air came from outside. Roland walked out, but when he turned around, he found Fang Xiaoling squatting in the elevator and unable to get out.
"Don't worry, I will teach you some techniques to deal with boys. It's enough to deal with a high school student. As long as you study hard, you will definitely complete the task." Roland returned to the elevator, bent down to pull the sleeves of Fang Xiaoling's school uniform, but She pushed it away with her other hand.
"You don't need to worry about me! Just go!" Fang Xiaoling pouted and looked away, "Anyway, I am a guy who is ignored and despised, so just let me wait in the elevator for the next pervert to take me away. !”
"Why are you acting like a child again!" Roland said unbearably, "I've had enough patience with you, don't push yourself further!"
Fang Xiaoling stopped acting coquettishly. She looked at Roland without saying a word. After a while, she suddenly burst into tears.
Roland was defeated.
She squatted down helplessly and patiently touched Fang Xiaoling's head, "Okay, okay, I shouldn't have been harsh on you just now. It's already noon, are you hungry? How about this? Let's go get something to eat first. , I will also tell you some techniques..."
"No!" Fang Xiaoling interrupted her and shouted, "Aren't you teaching me skills just to alleviate your guilt for leaving first? I don't want it! I will make you guilty for the rest of your life!"
Roland gritted her teeth, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch. She thought to herself, I am a sinner. If I hadn't kept you, you might help me break the curse, so I wouldn't care about you!
But thinking about it in his heart, Roland immediately regained his kind expression with a squinting smile, and tried his best to say gently, "Actually, I do it for your own good, because the current situation is that you will also travel through time, in case we don't travel through time next time What should we do together? You have to learn some skills, so that my sister will feel more at ease, right? "
Fang Xiaoling's eyes widened in surprise, "So it turns out that my sister left first because of me? Oh my God! It turns out that this was my sister's caring training. I misunderstood my sister..."
Roland was even more surprised than Fang Xiaoling at this time. She actually believed such nonsense? But now that the matter was over, Roland was of course willing to get off the donkey. She stood up, put her hands on her lower back, and said meaningfully, "A filial son emerges from under a stick. Sister, I have no choice but to do this."
Fang Xiaoling looked up at her and corrected her weakly, "Sister, it seems more appropriate to use a strict master's stick to create a master disciple, right?"
Roland still maintained that posture, "Don't worry about the details. In short, you must complete the task with your own ability this time, and don't let down your sister's hard work for you."
"Yes!" Fang Xiaoling nodded firmly, stood up and walked out of the elevator, and said to the artificial intelligence standing next to the door, "I will definitely work hard!"
Roland smiled as if her trick had succeeded. She walked out of the elevator with satisfaction and asked Fang Xiaoling, "What do you want to eat?"
But Fang Xiaoling didn't answer. She maintained the same posture as when she just got out of the elevator like a sculpture, staring at the artificial intelligence motionlessly.
Roland followed Fang Xiaoling's gaze and saw that she, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, took a step back in shock, "What... what is going on."
The image of the artificial intelligence is a woman wearing a turtleneck sweater and overalls. She looks like a normal human being. Although it is not scary, for Roland and Fang Xiaoling, it is enough to make the hairs on their bodies stand up. , because the image of the artificial intelligence at this time looks exactly like Fang Xiaoling's real body.
"Hello, Ms. Luo." The artificial intelligence looked at Roland. It did not transform into a gentleman, but looked in another direction. "Hello Mr. Shen, welcome home."
Roland and Fang Xiaoling simultaneously imagined the same thing that they thought was impossible, and when they looked back in unison, the impossible thing actually happened - Shen Yi was standing behind them, about to He straightened and unfolded his rolled-up sleeves and asked, "Little girl, do you live here?"
Roland came to his senses and was about to answer, but Fang Xiaoling beat him to it. She asked, "Do you live here?"
"Oh, I just officially moved in a week ago." Shen Yi said with a smile, "The membership application procedures are quite complicated. It took more than a month to sort out the various qualification certificates."
Roland was about to speak when Fang Xiaoling stepped forward. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Roland seemed to see fire burning all over Fang Xiaoling's body. She said angrily, "What qualifications do you have? What qualifications do you have?" You can't even afford a second-hand car without me, why do you live here? You won the lottery, you!"
"Girl, have you recognized the wrong person? I don't know you." Shen Yi felt confused, so he walked around her and said to the artificial intelligence, "Call the iceberg-themed elevator for me."
Fang Xiaoling was so angry that she almost cried, "You've gone too far! Why did you designate artificial intelligence as my image? This is what you made, right?"
Roland reached out and pulled Fang Xiaoling behind him and said politely, "Sorry, sir, can you wait and go upstairs? I have some questions I would like to ask."
When Shen Yi saw Roland speaking, he remembered that the artificial intelligence had indeed called her Ms. Luo just now. She should be a resident here. Although the girl seemed to be just a high school student, he had heard about it. He was new here and took the opportunity to get to know Canglan better. International residents are also good.
"You ask." Shen Yi's finger stopped one centimeter away from the elevator.
Roland kept a polite smile, "The image of this artificial intelligence reminds us of my long-lost second aunt. Have you ever seen someone with such an image in real life?"
"That must be a coincidence. There was just no preset image that I liked, so I used the face pinching system to customize one myself. I thought it looked quite friendly."
When Shen Yi said this, Fang Xiaoling's anger disappeared, the expression on her face also changed subtly, and the corners of her mouth changed from downward to upward.
But Shen Yi then said, "This is what I ideally look like as a servant."
Fang Xiaoling was like a dynamite that was suddenly ignited. If Roland hadn't stopped her with quick eyesight and quick hands, she would have rushed into the elevator. She bared her teeth and shouted, "You bastard! Come here!"
Seeing this, Shen Yi quickly pressed the elevator button with his fingers like a chicken pecking at rice. Until the door was closed, Fang Xiaoling was still waving her arms randomly outside the door, as if she was planning to use her hands to create a hurricane in an attempt to destroy the entire building.
"Calm down, he is not the Shen Yi of that world." Roland said this, but secretly thought in her heart that all this was different from her previous conjecture. It stands to reason that people in this world should forget about the time traveler. There shouldn't be any changes in other aspects of life, let alone changes in status.
Fang Xiaoling was tired of tossing, so she finally stopped and gasped, "Did you look at that kid? He seems to have become younger, and the contours of his face are clearer than before. He is even more handsome than he was in the previous world. With that, What? How can he live so well without me? "
"This is really beyond my expectation." Roland stared seriously in the direction of the elevator. "It's so strange. When I traveled through time last time, I did confirm it with your body. All relatives and friends were fine. The change is just that I don’t know Roland as a person.”
Fang Xiaoling straightened up, "No matter what, I understand anyway. This is definitely a fictitious and imaginary world with no logic at all. Shen Yi is the reincarnation of Monkey King, and there is no way he will have such a big change!"
Roland pondered for a moment, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it possible that my relatives and friends are just the same without me, and there is no change at all? With or without me, it is the same to them?"
Fang Xiaoling heard the frustration in Roland's tone. She smiled awkwardly and comforted, "How is that possible? Haven't you seen "The Butterfly Effect"? Every move and decision you make may affect others. life."
Roland recalled for a while and said, "But it seems that apart from knowing about each other's existence, I really had no other contact with those relatives and friends. I never contacted them, and they never contacted me."
"This is too weird." Fang Xiaoling couldn't understand, "How could it be? Your parents always have to be in contact, right? No matter how bad the relationship is, they still have to eat together during the New Year, right?"
Roland looked up at the ceiling, as if looking at the endless universe, "My parents... I can't remember what they look like."
Fang Xiaoling was silent. She looked at Roland, whose expression dimmed, as if she had found a conspicuous gap in the perfect sculpture. It was this gap that made her a little excited. She was not gloating about his misfortune, but felt that Roland seemed to have become closer to him. .
