Sea.

Transparent sea.

Boundless, stretching to the end of the horizon.

Where am I?

Zhou Yao asked himself.

I couldn't remember, and no one answered him.

He only knew that at this moment, he was quietly burning.

As a flame.

That's how it can only be defined.

Transparent, fluid, pale cyan.

Like countless other flames, it burned silently above this void sea.

Quietly ignited, silently extinguished.

There is nothing unnatural, everything is running according to the laws of nature.

Aroma.

I don't know when they began to gather around Zhou Yao.

Faint, there was a strange sweetness, Zhou Yao felt that this kind of breath was very kind and familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, reaching a visible level, and further turned into a viscous light blue cloud, wrapped around Zhou Yao's side, gently holding Zhou Yao up.

Butterfly.

A blue-gold butterfly composed of aromas.

Like a drop of dew, it slowly brought up Zhou Yao's flame, flapped its wings, and flew up.

Where to.

The butterfly did not respond to him, but silently leaned down and flew towards the transparent sea - the moment the butterfly entered the sea, its wings instantly became slow, and all the movements were like slow motion in a movie - that is, at this moment, the cold and suffocating fluid rushed towards Zhou Yao's flames, completely enveloping his flames.

It's so cold.

The biting chill permeated every corner of Zhou Yao.

Consciousness and consciousness gradually drifted away from him—

- Am I going to die -

——At this moment, the golden pollen fell from the butterfly's body and spread to the surroundings of Zhou Yao's flames—the pollen bloomed with a brilliant golden light, evaporating the liquid that came in—

——····· Still alive... ?

Butterflies flapping their wings and constantly flying towards the depths of the transparent white ocean.

Zhou Yao looked in the direction he came from, watching the flames on the sea getting farther and farther away from him······

·······

The flow of time was unpredictable, and when Zhou Yao came back to his senses again, he found that everything in front of him was black.

Abyss.

Such words came to Zhou Yao's mind—or maybe only such words could reflect the black void that occupied Zhou Yao's entire field of vision—and before Zhou Yao could react, the butterfly suddenly crossed the boundary between white and black—

——A sense of patency rushed to Zhou Yao in an instant.

It's like holding your breath to the limit and breathing freely - although Zhou Yao, who is now a flame, may not have this function at all.

Comfortable.

Pleasure from the depths.

At this moment, the butterfly behind Zhou Yao snapped and dissipated, turning into blue-gold particles, gradually dissipating in this vast black.

And where is this.

Still no one replied to Zhou Yao.

There is no gravity, no five senses, only the dead silence and blackness that is as slow as the long night.

There is no feeling of fear.

Not even the taste of loneliness.

An inexplicable sense of belonging.

Family.

Field.

It's like it's your own world.

Everything has a sense of domination over one's own desires.

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Quiver.

The touch came suddenly.

"I want to ······"

The voice from somewhere suddenly came, and it became clearer and clearer.

"I want to ·····"

"I want to eat..."

"I'm going to eat instant noodles ·······"

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。。。。。

The artistic conception that has been accumulated with great difficulty is destroyed in this way.

What a pity.

This is Zhou Yao's first reaction-

Then in the next second, a huge footprint suddenly collapsed from above, smashing fiercely into Zhou Yao's trembling world-

"Ahhhh··············h Zhou Yao opened his eyes abruptly and sat up directly.

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It's a dream.

After calming down for a long time, Zhou Yao finally realized.

"Whew... Whew... Whew..." The sound of fine and sweet breathing rushed towards Zhou Yao one after another.

Zhou Yao looked at the side of his bed, and there was a guy sleeping soundly on his stomach.

Su Youdie.

Her long black hair swayed slightly with the rhythm of her breathing, and her delicate pinna loomed between the floats.

The incense burner next to it has long since been extinguished.

I slept so soundly.

I said okay to take care of it for me.

The little guy who calls himself the Void Immortal.

Zhou Yao looked at the young butterfly who was sleeping peacefully, and shook his head helplessly and thought - but putting aside the seemingly unreliable identity of an immortal, a girl with an appearance of twelve or thirteen years old would of course sleep soundly after wandering for several days in a row.

“····· Phew······ Well,···· Hmmm..." The young butterfly snorted lightly, and naturally turned over, turned sideways, and curled up her legs: "··· Hmm······ Whew... Hmmm... I'm going to eat instant noodles ······"

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。。。。。。

Zhou Yao subconsciously glanced at the pillow that was lying diagonally on his left hand.

A delicate little foot.

It is at the level of Zhou Yao's head.

。。。。。。

You kicked that kick!

······

Zhou Yao bypassed the young butterfly, got out of bed, looked at the little guy who was sleeping soundly, and covered her with the quilt.

Never mind.

Zhou Yao shook his head, picked up the mobile phone placed next to the bed, and pressed the screen-

9:11 a.m.

Did you sleep for about six hours?

I feel like I've slept for a long, long time—

- Because the tiredness of lack of rest and overwork is completely gone-

- Even Zhou Yao felt a sense of rejuvenation.

A sense of rebirth.

This kind of feeling has rarely been encountered since Zhou Yao started working.

Usually, after waking up from work or a hangover, the brain will feel groggy.

Maybe the incense burner and what incense Butterflutter said are really useful.

It was rare to be useful once.

This little guy.

····· Wait, how did your phone screen break.

There was no crack when I picked it up just now-Zhou Yao vaguely remembered-

Maybe I knocked it when I wasn't paying attention.

Zhou Yao didn't pay much attention to it, and put the phone on the desk.

Let's fix it again when we get off work tonight.

······

It's still early.

Senior Lu Jiangping should help him bring the card.

Zhou Yao thought back.

Let's take a shower and have breakfast.

It's never too late to go.

When Zhou Yao walked into the bathroom, he took off his shirt, and a sour breath invaded him.

The smell of sweat.

Quite intense.

The clothes are dry.

Zhou Yao recalled the past two days - he was in the office until late at night, not to mention participating in any strenuous aerobic exercise, and even the number of WeChat steps may not exceed 2,000 steps.

There is no element of boasting - Zhou Yao can sit in front of the computer and brush up on the code for a day to catch up.

996 blessings are enough.

Exercise is impossible, it is impossible to exercise in this life.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yao still didn't find the reason, and finally could only put the shirt in the basket next to the washing machine.

Forget it, the clothes should have been washed every two days.

Zhou Yao turned on the nozzle and let the warm water slide down his skin.

I can finally enjoy a quiet moment for a while - Zhou Yao is not a cleanliness addict, but Zhou Yao still enjoys bathing and cleaning his body - especially the newly bought "Dadwang" hair care shampoo.

Since staying up late every day to work for good fortune, Zhou Yao has become more and more concerned about the quality of his hair - several middle-aged people in the department who are over thirty years old, except for Lu Jiangping's predecessors, have faintly shown signs of the Mediterranean.

Not to mention Uncle Cui, whose hairline reaches the back of his head.

······

After a while, the sound of the water stopped abruptly, and the sound of water dripping slowly came out of the bathroom.

Zhou Yao dried his body, put on the prepared clothes, and went to the mirror to dry his hair-

- Anyway, isn't your hair a little long?

——Zhou Yao looked at himself in the mirror and said with emotion——

- I just went to the barbershop last weekend.

Odd.

Zhou Yao didn't think about it, put on a new shirt and walked out of the house.

The butterflies in the bedroom are still sleeping soundly.

On the first night, you can sleep in the dark of a stranger's house.

Still in the master's bed.

Daxian, you should have some awareness of prevention.

Zhou Yao put on his coat, put on his coat, took out the garbage bag in the kitchen, and prepared to go out.

Last night, the little food left in the apartment had been reimbursed by Su Youdie, and Zhou Yao had to go downstairs to buy breakfast at the breakfast store.

Zhou Yao only felt that his stomach was hungry at this time - after careful calculation, since noon yesterday, Zhou Yao has not eaten anything serious.

······

Zhou Yao walked into the breakfast shop on the street downstairs, ordered food, and prepared to take it away.

"Eh····· Four siu mai · Six xiaolongbao······ Two cups of sweet soy milk and two fritters······ Yo, Xiao Zhou. The fifty or sixty-year-old man with a white hat in front of him looked at the meal ticket, quickly packed the breakfast, and handed it to Zhou Yao.

"Thank you, Lieber. Zhou Yao smiled and nodded hello and took it.

The uncle on the opposite side is Zhou Yao's opposite door.

When Zhou Yao came back from work, he happened to meet Uncle Li who came back from exercise.

If it weren't for that chance chat, Zhou Yao would never have known that this unattractive uncle who bought early had three apartments and four houses under his name.

In Jiangcheng, where housing prices remain high.

The kind that is more than 30,000 per square meter.

“······ I'm selling early, I can't make much money, it's better for you college students... Knowledgeable····· I can do a big business. ——Before leaving, Uncle Li sighed heartily - Of course, Zhou Yao's words may be a little more ironic.

After all, 996 blessing work is not a big business.

Zhou Yao exchanged a few words with Uncle Li, turned around and left the store, and an unnatural feeling of being watched invaded by Zhou Yao.

Well, is anyone looking at me?

Zhou Yao glanced to the side, but there were only people in a hurry who passed by.

Gone.

The gaze dissipates keenly in the passing crowd.

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Delusion.

······

Zhou Yao opened the door of the apartment, walked in, and put breakfast on the dining table.

Zhou Yao walked into the bedroom where there was no door, and found that Su Youdie had woken up dimly, she rubbed her eyes sleepily in the posture of a duck, and then slowly collapsed on the bed as if her strength had run out.

“····· I don't think about it - the bed ·····. Little by little, Butterfly lifted her arms and stretched contentedly to her side, muttering in a daze.

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。。。。。。

You're too arrogant, aren't you?

It's my bed too.

Zhou Yao watched for a long time before Su Youdie realized that Zhou Yao had returned, and then she sat up slowly again, rubbed her eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Zhou Yao, you are back·····"

It's quite natural.

Let's just know each other for a day.

"Breakfast too. Su Youdie asked bluntly.

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。。。。。。

Do you deserve it?

How you feel like a servant.

Zhou Yao took a deep breath to calm down and said, "···· I bought it, Fluttershy, go wash up before you eat······"

"The children can be taught... The son can be taught, well, worthy of being my apprentice. Su Youdie half-squinted, nodded deeply, and said contentedly.

What the.

Apprentice.

Isn't this setting abandoned?

Co-authored himself to buy early in the morning, and he became a filial master.

。。。。。

“······ You-give-me-wash your face and !!" When Zhou Yao reacted, this roar had already blurted out. "Otherwise, no-rice-!! eating"

"Don't, don't, don't, I'm going to wash my face·····" Butterflies quickly climbed out of bed and trotted barefoot to the bathroom.

Really.

Dealing with Daxian is a trick that has been tried and tested.

Zhou Yao sighed and walked towards the kitchen.

It's really troublesome--Zhou Yao took out the plate from the cupboard again and again, thinking about it over and over again-

Smack.

The plate shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

？？？

What the situation.

Is the quality of this plate so bad?

Zhou Yao subconsciously picked up the broom rod placed on the side-

Click.

The broom rod also broke.

？？？？？？

Zhou Yao gasped and slammed backwards into the cabinet-

Bang dang.

The door of the cabinet shook twice and fell.

？？？？？？？？？

Zhou Yao stood in place for a while, not daring to move.

What's going on here-

——At this moment, Su Youdie hurriedly ran in, still holding a toothbrush and a mouthwash cup in her hands: "······ I forgot to give it to Leso. Tighten the land rent seat····· Woohoo..."

What did you say.

And Daisen, this is my toothbrush and mouthwash.

Zhou Yao looked at her a little blankly.

"Woohoo... Woooo !!" The more anxious Su Youdie became, the more unclear she became.

"Boom. ”

In front of Zhou Yao, Su Youdie swallowed the mouthwash stiffly.

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。。。。。。

Daxian, you're too violent.

Be sure to ask what it tastes like in a moment.

"I forgot to tell you, you're in the foundation building period. Su Youdie finally said clearly what she wanted to express, and breathed a sigh of relief-

Only Zhou Yao, who looked confused, was left-

What the.

Foundation building period.

When.

What kind of setting is this?