Back in the ward, Chen Hao rushed into the bathroom and took a depressed bath, and was secretly proud when he saw the smooth and delicate skin on his body.

After taking a bath, Chen Hao lay lazily on the bed, and a long-lost voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Master, I'm here." ”

"Qianqian, where are you? How can I meet you? Chen Hao was overjoyed and asked anxiously.

At this moment, Chen Hao found himself back in that huge space.

"Qianqian, where have you been, it's easy for me to find it." Chen Hao rushed forward in a few steps and asked urgently.

"I ran out of energy, so I had to go into hibernation."

When Chen Hao heard this, he immediately became nervous, if the summoning system was needed at a critical moment, but it came to a general strike due to lack of energy, how could it be done.

So he asked with concern: "Now the energy is full?" ”

"At the moment, the energy is eleven percent, and the system can only barely start." I don't know if it's an illusion or a reality, Chen Hao felt that Qianqian's voice sounded a little weak.

"What kind of energy do you need? What do I need to do? You speak as soon as possible, as long as I can do it, even if I can't, create the conditions to do it. Chen Hao almost can't wait to charge the medical summoning system, what a baby, even if Chen Hao is asked to touch the high-voltage wires directly, Chen Hao will give up his life to give it a try, even if it is electrocuted into baked sweet potatoes.

"I mainly absorb biological energy, and as long as I stay in the master's body, the energy will slowly recover."

Chen Hao, who would not be a baked sweet potato, breathed a sigh of relief and was very happy, and couldn't help but step forward and touch Qianqian's head, but he touched an emptiness, and Chen Hao immediately woke up, this is just a projection.

Chen Hao retracted his hand awkwardly and said to Qianqian: "Qianqian, the technology on your blue giant star is really advanced, I thought you were a living person." ”

"It feels so good to be loved, and if I had a body that could make my master touch my head and hug me, how nice it would be." Qian Qian saw Chen Hao's action of touching her head, and thought secretly.

What Qianqian thinks in her heart Chen Hao can't know the Dao, if he knows the Dao, he will be shocked, Qianqian can be said to be not a cold computer program at all, but a new life with wisdom and emotion.

Qianqian pursed her lips and pretended to be cute, and said to Chen Hao: "Master, can you change my name and image?" I've been using this image for many years, like a child who doesn't grow up, how boring! ”

"Okay, what do you want to change?" Chen Hao asked with interest.

"Let me think about it," Qianqian winked mischievously, then rolled her eyes and said, "It turns out that your first love was a female classmate in junior high school, but unfortunately she had no courage and only dared to write a love letter, but she rejected it." This girl is also quite smart, why don't I become her and let you see enough every day? ”

Chen Hao was dumbfounded when he heard this, and only then did he point at Qianqian angrily and shouted loudly: "How do you know my secret? ”

Qianqian pouted and replied unhurriedly, "What's all the fuss about?" I exist in your brain, I have become one with your brain, and I know all the memories in your brain. ”

Sun Jie groaned in pain and said, "Doesn't this mean that I have no secrets in front of you? ”

Qianqian nodded sympathetically and muttered in a low voice: "Your brain is my home, and I can even recite the content of the first love letter you wrote." ”

"The first love letter?" Chen Hao muttered softly, and his thoughts drifted back to nine years ago.

In the first semester of the second year of junior high school, the handsome girl sat at the edge of the window, ignorant and ignorant, and the eyes of the teenager in the classroom always drifted to the side of the window unconsciously.

The boys' grades are quite good, and the girls' grades are not bad, so the boys will take their homework and run to the girls to ask questions, even if they are very simple.

During the night self-study, the boy would switch seats with the classmates behind the girl, and when he was tired of doing homework in the self-study class, the boy would look up at the girl's back, and his spirit seemed to be re-energized, and he felt full of strength.

The feelings of youth are wonderful, and they are also very simple, as white as flowers.

The boy has always had a crush on the girl, as long as he sees the girl, his life seems to be full of sunshine, as long as he sees the girl's smiling face, the boy seems to feel happy and warm.

The girl didn't know anything about it, even if the timid boy said a few words to the girl, his face was red, and he didn't dare to confess, but he just hid this love deep in his heart.

Finally, one day, the boy plucked up the courage to write a letter to the girl, secretly stuffed it to the girl after school, and ran away with a red face, you can imagine the surprise of the girl when she received the letter.

In the days that followed, the boy didn't dare to look at the girl at all, and always walked by with his face blushing and bowing his head, and he didn't think about the class at all.

And in the few days of waiting, the boy feels that time passes very slowly and slowly, waiting is a feeling, even if it is painful, he will feel happy; Waiting is an experience, and even a broken heart can feel sweet.

One day after school, the girl also secretly stuffed a small note to the boy.

The boy's heart beat violently, and he clutched the small note tightly in his hand and walked far away from the school.

Spread out the palms of your hands, the note was already soaked with sweat.

The boy tried to open the small note with trembling hands, but failed several times in a row, and sweat glued the small pieces of paper together.

Carefully opened the note, what was written The boy no longer remembers, but the last eight words, "Let's still be friends", pierced the boy's heart deeply and can never be forgotten.

The boy struggled to tilt his head back and look at the gray sky, trying not to let the tears fall.

However, the tears still flowed down his cheeks, and the boy did not wipe away the tears, as if he had become a sculpture, and stood quietly like this, as if his heart had died.

After a long time, the boy tore the note to pieces and threw it into the river, watching the flowing water take away the small pieces of paper, and his heart seemed to be torn into many small pieces, and then fell into the abyss, this short love affair ended before it began.

If a man's love is compared to a red rose, then the white lotus is the boy's first love, which is clear and jade, beautiful as a dream, and can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

For many boys, it is an unreachable white lotus that sways again and again in the dreams of youth.

This secret has always been buried deep in Chen Hao's heart, and he has never told anyone about it, and Qianqian's words have opened up Chen Hao's distant memories that have been sealed for a long time.