It stayed still for a short time before disappearing, like a fish swimming in muddy water. No one knows when it came or when it left.
In any case, this gap gave Zhang Hanju and Yang Jiajia an opportunity to talk to each other.
The eight o'clock bell rang, and everyone immediately continued their actions.
Yang Jiajia watched the broken window return to its original shape, with not a single piece of glass left on the ground.
The villa, which was riddled with bullets, looked just like it did when everyone moved in. It was impossible to tell what had just happened here.
The bodies were gone, the convoy disappeared.
There were only a few people in the manor, which was still full of laughter and laughter.
Xu Feiyang and Shen Tianhuan ran down, and Zou Qiuyue hurriedly greeted them, "How are you, have you caught that big snake?"
Xu Feiyang comforted and said, "There is no snake. He and I looked around and couldn't find it. Maybe it's because it's dark and you're dazzled."
Shao Ze responded, "That's it. To make a fuss, next time you go up the stairs, turn on all the side wall lights."
Zou Qiuyue murmured, "I obviously saw it."
Zhang Hanju put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm a little tired. I'm going back to my room first."
"Shao Ze and I will cook tonight, you go and have a rest." Yang Jiajia was so kind for the first time.
Several people looked at Yang Jiajia in unison, as if they had heard some incredible rumors.
Zou Qiuyue hesitated, "Well, do you want me to help?"
Yang Jiajia said no, "I can do it myself."
Shao Ze stretched out his waist and said, "Then you do it first. If you need my help later, you can tell me."
Zou Qiuyue moved away so that Yang Jiajia and Shao Ze could see each other.
Sure enough, she killed her with a single glance, and Shao Ze changed his words and said humorously, "You can't be so murderous when you flirt secretly."
Quickly go over and prepare ingredients for dinner with her.
Zou Qiuyue was so frightened that she was covered in cold sweat and returned to her room, saying she wanted to take a shower before going downstairs to eat.
Zhang Hanju opened the dialogue screen, and Zhong Xingfeng was distracted by talking to her while dealing with other projects at hand, "How is it? Did it go well?"
I originally wanted to curse, but when I saw his face, I had to take it back. I don't know why, but in front of him, everything was suppressed.
He was older than her, had immersed himself in society earlier than she did, was smarter than her, and had more insight than her, so she was coaxed into joining the project voluntarily. "It's not bad, not bad." She had to say this.
Zhong Xingfeng said, "I'm busy here. If you have nothing to do, just keep going down."
"So has this second round passed?"
Zhong Xingfeng took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. In fact, he looked better without glasses. He had a sharp and cold temperament. With glasses, he looked more elegant and soft, making him look more approachable.
He said, “The second round of mutual trust is about to begin.”
"I think they don't seem to remember the existence of the hunter. Everything in the manor has returned to its original state."
Zhong Xingfeng said with a smile, "Do you think I should keep the memory of the massacre in their settings?"
"No, that would be too cruel."
"It's not cruel. No matter how they are treated, it's not cruel. They are just lines of code. The reason why I do this is just because I am worried that memory overload will complicate the emotional design of the characters, and the workload of each department will be greater. Big, not the result I wanted.”
Zhang Hanju looked at him blankly, and finally understood that the most kind person in her eyes was actually the most cruel god.
Zou Qiuyue's voice came from the bathroom, "Zhang Hanju, are you there?"
She turned off the screen and said, "Let's talk about it next time."
My mood is no longer good.
Although she knew that he had always been very rational, she was still a little disappointed when she realized that her boss was so rational that he didn't look like a living person.
Maybe she shouldn't expect it. There is no perfect person in this world, and she has no qualifications to require him to have such qualities as kindness, integrity, and compassion.
She arrived at the bathroom door and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zou Qiuyue said embarrassedly, "I forgot to bring my bath towel and my clothes. I can't go out naked, even though everyone is a girl."
Zhang Hanju smiled and said, "Where are your clothes? I'll get them for you."
"In my room, the bath towel is next to the clothes. You can help me get it, okay?"
"Okay, you can wait a moment."
She got it quickly, "Open the door."
Zou Qiuyue opened the bathroom door. In the mist, she leaned sideways to reach the clothes and bath towel in Zhang Hanju's hand, "Thank you."
"fine."
With just one glance, she saw the tattoo on Zou Qiuyue's back, and couldn't help but ask, "What is the pattern on your tattoo?"
"Oh, you saw it? It's an owl." She didn't hide it.
Zhang Hanju was puzzled, "Why did you get this tattoo?"
Zou Qiuyue paused while putting on clothes, "Haha, just one day this animal suddenly appeared in my mind, and I wanted to get it tattooed on my body."
"It's... special." She said and walked to the sofa and sat down.
Zou Qiuyue's hair was half dry and she wiped it with a towel before walking out, "Did you have fun during the day?"
"Ah?" Zhang Hanju was stumped by her question. Killing and being killed are not fun, "Absolutely."
"Actually, this horse riding activity is really speechless. I don't even want to participate, but I have to bravely ride it."
She knew that this was Zou Qiuyue and their memory settings. The engineers deleted this part of the killing memory and naturally had to replace this time with other simple activities. However, their respective programs could also automatically perform connection calculations based on some settings. To polish these false times.
"Blow your hair to avoid catching a cold." Zhang Hanju said.
"Thank you, I'll be there in a minute. That's so kind of you."
She only said a few words of consideration, which was not good enough. She asked tentatively, "Do you remember triangles and rectangles?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" She didn't remember it at all.
Zhang Hanju shook his head, "It's nothing, just... there are building blocks downstairs. I looked at the various shapes and wanted to play for a while. I also went to the bookshelf to read a book. Do you want to go?"
"You go first." Zou Qiuyue said.
She went downstairs, Shen Tianhuan walked up from the first floor, and the two met.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Zhang Hanju said, "I went to read a book for a while. Butler Wu put away his cell phone. It felt like I was in middle school and could only do questions and read books. It was really boring."
Shen Tianhuan turned around and said, "It's almost time to eat. I'm going to help set the tableware. Let's go down with you."
"Um."
Zhang Hanju walked to the bookshelf that was taller than a person, picked up the "Zhuangzi", and opened a page at random, which was "Equality of Things".
Nothing is other than that, nothing is other than what it is. If you are not there, you will not see it; if you are yourself, you will know it. Therefore, it is said that he comes from this, and this is also caused by him. This is the theory of Fang Sheng. Of course, only when you are born can you die, and only when you die can you be born; only when you are allowed to do so, you are not allowed to do so, and only when you are allowed to die is you allowed to go undead. Cause is because it is not, cause is not because it is. Therefore, the saint cannot help but shine it on the sky, and this is also the reason. This is the same as the other, and the other is also the same.
After Xu Feiyang finished his walk, he came back from outside and changed his shoes. He saw Zhang Hanju and Shen Tianhuan talking about this sentence in front of the bookshelf.
Zhang Hanju was puzzled, "I think what you said is that one person's birth is the result of the other person's death, and one person's death is the result of the other person's birth. It seems reasonable, but this is a bit of a myth. If there really is this saint who does not distinguish between right and wrong, refers to the way of heaven, and follows the natural and essential laws of things, then this saint should be regarded as the god in charge of the Tao and all things in the world in a certain space, or the most indifferent god. "
Shen Tianhuan said, "What he actually means is to adapt to the infinite changes of all things. The changes of "yes" are endless, and the changes of "not" are also endless."
Xu Feiyang cast a praising look, "You are right. Instead of arguing about the rights and wrongs of the appearance of things, it is better to understand the essence of things."
Zhang Hanju flipped back to the front, "I'd better read the article "Xiaoyaoyou". After all, I have only studied this article. Are you all liberal arts students? It talks about everything."
"Are you a science student?" Xu Feiyang asked.
"I am." Zhang Hanju nodded.
"I am a liberal arts student, and I also chose liberal arts in high school. How about it? Is it difficult to study science in high school?" Xu Feiyang asked her.
The two of them went back and forth, leaving Shen Tianhuan aside who was talking to Zhang Hanju at the beginning.
But he didn't seem to care very much, and his eyes were fixed on the pages of "Equality of Things".
It's 122.
"Can I trouble you to get the tableware?" Shao Ze was a bit eccentric and wanted to do some work. He was not happy when he came out and saw the three of them talking about love.
This Yang Jiajia didn't give him a good look in the kitchen. She stared at him like a forensic doctor staring at a corpse, wishing that he would press him on the chopping board and do an autopsy the next moment.
"Okay, I'll do it." Xu Feiyang walked over.
Following Shen Tianhuan's gaze, Zhang Hanju took the book in his hand and asked, "What are you reading?"
Shen Tianhuan closed the book of "Zhuangzi" with the same gentle smile, "Nothing, dinner is ready, go wash your hands."
"Okay, I'll go up and call Zou Qiuyue," she said.
Shen Tianhuan stopped her, "Zhang Hanju."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
He said, "Thank you."
"Thank me for what?" She stared closely at Shen Tianhuan's face, feeling that something was wrong with him.
"I almost fell down while riding a horse during the day. You helped me up. Have you forgotten?"
Zhang Hanju gritted his teeth. She didn't have this part of the memory. Why the hell didn't Zhong Xingfeng tell her the same message, "It doesn't matter. Just be fine."
Shen Tianhuan put the book back and rubbed it in front of the spine for a moment, as if thinking about something, until Xu Feiyang came over and asked him to eat.
Looking at the exquisite dishes on the table, Zhang Hanju's appetite whetted, and she picked up a piece of tofu and put it in her mouth.
At that moment, it was as if she was taking a slow mouthful of salt. Her tongue was pickled by the salt and finally numb. She put the remaining tofu in the bone dish and looked at everyone's expressions calmly.
Xu Feiyang, who was using chopsticks almost at the same time as her, tasted a bite of chicken breast, and a kind of indifference appeared on his face.
Zou Qiuyue saw that everyone was eating without saying a word, so she also filled a bowl of potato and beef bone soup. She was obviously hungry and took a big bite of beef.
