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A pool of transparent liquid lay on the inside of the wardrobe, cleverly hiding itself under the hanging hem of clothing. If he hadn't packed his luggage for Regenberg in advance, Luo Binhan wouldn't have discovered the big secret hidden in his bedroom closet. He couldn't help but touch the shirt in his hand, checking whether there were any cannibal residue left on it.
A sound device composed of long tubes and filaments was produced in the liquid, like some kind of delicate musical instrument. Relying on this strange mouth, Miffy explained in a small voice: "I have not eaten any substances in this area...except for some small things that are active at night. They are not like your feeding animals."
"It's great." Luo Binhan said. He guessed that the "this area" Miffy was referring to was his bedroom, and except for Fina, who was sitting on the bedside table and staring at him, no one else seemed to set foot here often. He didn't know where Yaliga or Momolo slept, and August - August disappeared again, so there was no need to make a fuss about it - the guest rooms in the entire apartment were not large enough for each of them to have a bedroom to themselves. That's why he went to live at Zhou Yu's house. At least that's the truth on the surface. The more essential need is that he is getting closer to reality by staying away from them. Man cannot stare in two directions at the same time. Only by getting further away from the extraordinary can he accept a normal human life.
Miffy slowly trickled out of the closet. During this period of time, it probably reached some kind of temporary balance with Fina, and was no longer subject to the latter's eager surveillance. Now Fina stared at Luo Binhan more. She didn't take an aggressive stance, and she must have recognized his scent, but he always felt that there was reproach in her eyes. He had been almost completely neglecting her lately, relying entirely on Momolo to take care of her. In order to avoid continuing to be an unqualified master, Luo Binhan reminded himself to write down the care of Fina in his memo. He really shouldn't forget to arrange this. If he goes to Regenberg, Fina and Miffy will be kept alone at home for several days, and what they will meet when he comes back will undoubtedly be a disaster.
"I noticed you were talking outside just now." Miffy said.
"Did you hear that?" Luo Binhan asked.
"I didn't listen," the cannibal declared solemnly. "I just knew that there were sound waves vibrating there, but I didn't generate a finer hearing device. Therefore, I couldn't identify the information."
Luo Binhan felt a little disappointed. He didn't care much about Miffy eavesdropping on his conversation with Jing Huang. If it was really important, Jing Huang should take the initiative to take precautions. But if Miffy "happens" to hear the conversation between Jing Huang and Li Li, that would be the best. He thought it would be easier to extract a confession from Miffy than to deal with Li Li.
He really hoped that Miffy had lied to him. This predator had its own cunning ways, but Miffy insisted that he had not received any meaningful verbal information. It's very rough with some sonic vibrations, but that's about it.
"The fire-shaped ones asked me not to interfere in their affairs," Miffy said with a tone that was almost sad. "I think it is unwise to rashly pry for his information, especially now that I, as this part, can't do anything Quite limited...there are too few organizations for me to think and move. The Yongguang tribe will feed me several similar foods, but their composition and quantity are not enough for me to develop into the early form. I think, that is you Bottom chain species here.”
Its surface began to bulge upward, forming a dozen translucent vesicles, similar in shape to vegetable models made of handmade clay. Among these slightly green models, Luo Binhan barely recognized vegetables, onions and carrots. These must have been difficult times for the cannibal, he nodded a reassuring finger at the puddle of slime.
“Eating more vegetables is good for your health,” he said encouragingly. “This may make you more fit!”
Miffy retreated into the closet dully. Under such a situation, Luo Binhan found it difficult to ask it to move to another location, so he had to continue packing his luggage. He was still thinking about how to deal with these two special residents after Jing Huang left. It's not easy to trust Miffy, it's basically stupid. If this cannibal finds out that Jing Huang will never come back, he might swallow the entire earth. In comparison, Fina's feelings for him may barely be considered "loyal and intimate". He wasn't worried about her chewing off his head one night, but he couldn't take her with him all the time. What should he do when he goes abroad? It was too risky to let someone else feed and care for her, and this was not a pet he could pat his chest on and say, "She never bites."
In the end, he found that the best way was to let Jing Huang take both alien species away together. Leaving them here would do more harm than good to him, and might even cause disasters far beyond imagination. He sincerely told Fina a few words about his opinions and difficulties, while she stared at him more severely and angrily. Luo Binhan had to dig out her beloved ring from the suitcase, threw it to her to play with, and then continued to pack her travel necessities.
He was unfamiliar with many of the basic skills of his old life, such as how to fold clothes most efficiently and how to judge which items could be checked and which could not. These countless trivial things will not be thought of at all when you are face to face with interstellar terrorists, but when they are piled up in front of you, they are endless, making people feel that life is being sucked by these meaningless challenges. Walk. Luo Binhan was studying whether a bottle of medicated oil for treating abrasions would cause trouble during the border security check, and tried to spread it flat on the top of his clothes. His fingers suddenly touched a few uneven soft particles on the surface of the cloth.
"Oh!" he said, remembering this long-forgotten incident.
He lifted the coat out of the luggage and placed it on the bed to shake it off a few times. Two pale and shimmering spheres rolled out from it. Luo Binhan then took out more from his coat pocket. He arranged them neatly on the sheet and counted whether there were exactly twenty.
There were not many of them, and no one secretly "hatched" them when he was not at home. This is a lucky thing. He didn't want to see reports on the local news about "a new species of insect discovered in the city that looks like a gummy bean." And even though Upsilon believes that these new varieties of candies obtained from illegal channels have no real harm, Luo Binhan does not intend to let any of his kind actually eat a flying butterfly gummy candy.
He found an iron box for postcards to seal these pale "sugar eggs", making sure they were all in a dark and lightless environment, and then put the iron box into the deepest drawer of the desk. This idea may seem a bit frivolous, but in fact it is much better than locking it in a safe, because if something happens to him, the person in charge will carefully inspect every property in his safe. No one would be interested in the half-stack of blank postcards and a few soft rubber balls in the drawer. Maybe Zhou Yu would take the storage while helping him destroy his website browsing history and personal letters, and soon he would be staring at a few gummy butterflies flying around the house. That would be a fun joke and not cause any serious trouble.
Zhou Yu can definitely deal with this matter. He doesn't make a fuss over a few moving candies or think it's his dead soul returning to cause trouble. But this may not be the case for other people who have a desire to explore. Luo Binhan remembered that he once mentioned "candy trees from Africa" to Yu Xiaorong. It had been a spur-of-the-moment idea, and now he felt it was a bit too reckless. It is indeed impossible for Yu Xiaorong to accept the idea of going to Africa to study insects, but actually conjuring up a few candy-like insects or insect-like flying plant fruits would not be helpful in confirming his trip to Africa. He was so used to lying on a criminal gang's illegal ship, eating and drinking freely, that he even forgot about exit security checks.
"Passport," he muttered, reminding himself, "and visa."
"And maybe some self-defense tools within reasonable limits."
Hearing the voice behind him, Luo Binhan's shoulders slumped first. He closed the desk drawer and locked it with the key hanging on the desk ornament - this simple measure could not prevent thieves, but just to ensure that Fina could not open the drawer out of boredom - and then turned to look at the person who should not be in his bedroom. The person who is talking.
"You shouldn't eavesdrop on me," he said listlessly. "Don't peep into my life."
He turned on the lights in the bedroom to the brightest, and under the somewhat dazzling white light, Li Li, who was sitting on the bedside, finally revealed his transparent texture. Luo Binhan was very grateful that she tried her best to pretend to be sitting on the sheets instead of just floating on the ceiling or sticking her head into his closet and safe. If you switch to ∈, you will definitely not miss this opportunity.
"I only heard one sentence." Li Li said.
Luo Binhan didn't quite believe her promise. Her level of awareness of the external environment has nothing to do with whether she is "appearing", and if she really knew nothing, she would not have chosen a place where he was alone. Jing Huang's suggestion made sense after all. He had to put Li Li's cute little home in a safe and lock it, so that she might not be able to move to the bathroom at the end of the living room. There he will be free to bathe and use the toilet, although he will be less happy at night after waking up in the early hours of the morning.
Li Li didn't know what he was thinking. She rested her left leg on her right knee and looked around at the layout of the room. Now she was dressed in red as Luo Binhan was familiar with.
"I just talked to your friend," she said.
"You mean Jing Huang."
"Yes."
"Oh." Luo Binhan said. It was strange to hear someone refer to Jing Huang as "your friend". Many people used different ways to refer to Jing Huang, but no one had ever considered it from the perspective of his social relationships. But there seemed to be nothing wrong with this statement, at least he couldn't think of a reason to refute it.
"I just heard that he left you with me." He said to Li Li, "He suggested that I put you in a safe and don't contact you unless I run into some big trouble."
"We did reach this agreement." Li Li said, "I will do my best to help you when you need it, sir."
She didn't seem to be worried about a smaller new home, and Luo Binhan didn't feel the need to inquire further about her thoughts. Even if they were alone in his bedroom at this time, a mediocre wooden door would certainly not be enough to block the thorns in the living room.
Juan. If Jing Huang wanted to, he could know everything in the bedroom. Luo Binhan wasn't sure whether his stance on human rights was more toward pirates or gods, but he didn't want to take the risk of having his door blown open. This was no Upsilon ship, and horrified neighbors and local cops would wonder which of his hobbies caused the explosion.
"Ah, you guys have talked." He decided not to inquire about the reason why Jing Huang was unhappy, at least not now. "When I came in, I saw you sitting there talking to him. The clothes are quite good, and there is that brooch. It’s quite beautiful. It looks more imposing than your current one. You’ve changed into this one again now, so that’s your battle mode?”
"It's just negotiation etiquette, sir. Image is just a matter of lead-in to me."
"You are from here, right?" Luo Binhan asked abruptly.
"I wish you were more explicit."
"I remember you said that your... prototype, the living you, was once a person here."
Li Li tilted her head slightly to the side, looking unfazed by the incident. She said simply: "We discussed this the last time we spoke, sir. My source material is from a human being who has ever lived on this planet. If you would like to define it in the broadest sense, you can Think we share the same hometown.”
"We have indeed talked about this." Luo Binhan said immediately, "What I want to ask is, uh, judging from your performance, I feel that we - I and your prototype lived in an era that is not very far apart. I was thinking She may still have relatives alive. Parents? Friends? Brothers and sisters? Do you...do you think it is necessary to meet them? Or I can help you find out about their current situation, if you are interested."
"I don't think it's necessary, sir."
Li Li's voice sounded very calm, and Luo Binhan could not hear any emotional expressions in it, such as longing, sadness or hatred, any clues that could help him judge a person's family situation. He shrugged and said, "I hope you know that's not what I want to do. I mean lock you in a dark closet for dozens, maybe hundreds of days. That sounds a little inhumane. I don't I can't promise you a specific date, but Jing Huang didn't tell me that I have to lock you in all the time. I guess there is some flexibility here."
"I thank you for your kindness, sir."
"Does this mean no need?"
"It's not civilized to dig up a grassy grave," Li Li said, "unless you have a suspicion to investigate."
"There's no one here you care about?" Luo Binhan asked unwillingly, "No one important?"
"Compared to the world above us, sir, no one here is important."
Luo Binhan pursed his lips. He stuffed the last few small items savagely into the suitcase. "Anyway," he said, "if you want to come out of the safe and move around, remember to contact me."
"You seemed particularly willing to help me today."
"I think it's time to improve the relationship between us." Luo Binhan said, "We are from the same hometown, maybe from the same clan, right? Your name sounds like we are here. It's rare that we were on the same ship, and there were many wonderful things. Shared memories, such as recommending me to a killer horse, taking your forever home to the toilet, using a hundred thousand volts to stun me on the floor... I don’t think there is any need to create any discord between us. Besides, I sometimes think about this question, not that I have to know it, but it is indeed quite curious. You may know that Jing Huang once lived in my house, and I thought that I had a complete grasp of his whereabouts for a period of time. But I am sure that before Never seen you."
"There are many people in this city who have never met each other in their lives, sir," Li Li said. "And even if we have met before, it may have been just passing by each other on both sides of the road. It is not a strange thing that we have never met me."
"Really?" Luo Binhan said, "But I always feel that I should have heard of you. If you have been active in Lihai City before, I must have some impression of you."
"I don't see the reason, sir. Even if you are rich here, it doesn't mean you can understand everyone here." Li Li paused and then said, "In fact, I often find that people are most interested in themselves. Familiar surroundings are less fully observed.”
Her last sentence sounded like she was implying something, but Luo Binhan didn't think too carefully about it. He was still thinking about how to explain his feelings. "It's not like this is my place or anything," he said. "If you lived here in the past, I feel like I would have heard of you because... well, I feel like you're the kind of person who would be famous. people."
"For what reason?"
"I don't know. It's just a feeling. Sometimes I think you are quite dramatic." Luo Binhan said, "It's not derogatory, but... I hope you understand what I mean. To be honest, it's hard for me to imagine you in flesh and blood. Carrying a bag while walking around downtown, cursing and turning on the light to look for mosquitoes on a midsummer night, quietly taking off high-heeled shoes in a restaurant...anyway, these kinds of things, have you ever done this as a human version?"
Li Li smiled but remained silent, sitting by the bed like an actor on a drama stage. Luo Binhan looked at her suspiciously, wishing that he still had an embarrassing fairy stick that was equal to all living beings.
"I once fell into the quagmire of no man's land," Li Li said. "I stood on the street corner and stayed up all night, suffering from pneumonia and infections, trying to seek help from voodoo and head-bending techniques..."
"What? Have you ever purchased Gumantong online?" Luo Binhan asked with interest, "Does that thing work?"
"I have only made some efforts of that nature, sir. I think it is easy in despair to act in vain and blindly."
"But these still sound quite dramatic." Luo Binhan commented, "Not enough for life, not enough for embarrassment."
"I once rashly opened a seemingly trustworthy business email," Li Li said. Strange visitors open up.”
"It's quite shameless," Luo Binhan said, "but it's more like a thriller."
"And my personal diary. I think I left a lot of emotional feelings in it during that time." Li Li said still calmly, "And I also saved some of my childhood creations at that time."
Now even Luo Binhan had to agree that this was indeed enough to live on. This is undoubtedly a troublesome thing that would happen to a living person of flesh and blood, and it is no less than reciting his college entrance examination essay to Asabam and Zhou Wenxing aloud. He encouraged Li Li to say something more, but the latter fell into a silent smile again. Luo Binhan interpreted it as "I will not reveal one more word before you die." He was still curious about Li Li's past identity, her family and life, or her real name, but the atmosphere told him that the time had passed.
"It's quite interesting," he said. "Today's topic, well, it's different from what we talked about a few times before. You might find it a bit boring, but I think it's quite interesting."
"I don't think so, sir," Li Li said. "I think today's conversation was very enlightening."
Luo Binhan didn't see where the inspiration was reflected, but he generously promised that he would be happy to have an enlightening conversation like today at any time, as long as Yu Xiaorong was not staring at his butt looking for flaws. In return, he also told Li Li what he had seen and heard during this period. However, since the last time they discussed Bang Bang, he hadn't encountered much new news. He could only mention Fa Ke and Chen Wei to her, and the almost smooth sailing home.
"How does it feel to return to your hometown?" Li Li asked.
"I don't feel anything." Luo Binhan replied somewhat against his will. "There is nothing special about things here. I went to meet an old friend and went shopping for a few days. I found that Chen Wei lived in a very strange store. That's it. ”
"A peculiar shop."
So Luo Binhan briefly told her about the small shop with a bad appearance and the owner who had disappeared forever. When Li Li asked him if something had happened to him in that store, he was reluctant to mention Nan Mingguang, so he only told the story of his new friend who was allergic to nicotine.
"Someone bumped into his dream shop on the street." He said, "The name and decoration of the shop are exactly the same as what he imagined in the past. Isn't it an interesting thing?"
"It's still very inspiring," Li Li said. She looked at the wall calmly and seemed to find the story of life in Lihai City relatively boring. Luo Binhan shrugged, sensing from her gesture that the conversation was coming to an end. Before Li Li turned to say goodbye to him, he suddenly couldn't help but ask: "Has your prototype ever encountered any trouble?"
"That's a broad question. I think I've listed some of the troubles."
"You said that you wrote a personal diary before someone hacked your computer, and it contained some emotional content." Luo Binhan said, "That's right, I happen to have a daughter from a relative. She was born after her mother got cancer. Started writing a diary. The psychiatrist asked her to write every day, so I thought..."
"Not everyone writes because of a nervous breakdown, sir."
"Okay. Anyway, this has no impact on you now." Luo Binhan said. He lifted the packed suitcase and placed it under the desk. When he was immersed in pushing the box inside, he heard Li Li say in a chant-like tone: "Every night, every morning, some people are born to be embraced by happiness, and some are born to be surrounded by long nights."
Luo Binhan turned his head and asked, "What?"
"An old poem." Li Li said, "I remember I copied it in my diary."
"Not bad." Luo Binhan said, "Actually, I'd rather see your childhood creations. Do you mind sharing them?"
"Maybe next time, sir."
"Next time and next time?"
"I think we will have two or three more conversations, sir," Li Li said.
"You mean before Jing Huang comes back to pick us up?"
"Before the long night, before dawn." Li Li said. She suddenly stood up from the bed and walked back and forth on the cracks of the floor tiles like a child. "There is infinity in the palm of my hand, and it turns into eternity in an instant."
Luo Binhan wanted to grab her shoulders and give her a good shake. But of course his outstretched hand could only touch air. Li Li smiled at him and raised his hand, jokingly making a take-off gesture like in a special photo film. Then she disappeared completely, leaving only a few enigmatic verses and a mysterious prophecy about the two or three conversations they had left.
