.. In her sleep, Liu Qian, who was awakened by the roar, hurriedly got dressed and rushed out of the bedroom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Qian, who came to the living room, looked for the sound of sobbing, and slowly walked to the storage room, although she was terrified in her heart, but Lan Xiang was not seen in the hall, something must have happened. Liu Qian, who picked up the broom and was brave, came to the door of the storage room, only to see a figure squatting on the ground holding her head and crying next to Zhi's brain with red light flashing.

After looking at it fixedly, it was confirmed that it was Lan Xiang, and Liu Qian's hanging heart also relaxed a little.

Liu Qian came to Lan Xiang's side, slowly squatted down, and asked softly, "Lan Xiang?" What happened? ”

Hearing the sound, Lan Xiang looked up at Liu Qian, his face full of tears became more and more hideous, he pushed Liu Qian to the ground, pointed at Liu Qian, and said viciously: "It's you, it's all you, it's you who killed the supernatural powers, it's you who killed the supernatural powers!" ”

Liu Qian, who was panicked, was stupidly there, and couldn't say a word for a while, except for looking at Lan Xiang in surprise.

"It's my arrogance and conceit that hurt you. Avatar! Don't leave me behind! I don't want to be alone! ”

Avatar? Could it be that there is something wrong with artificial intelligence? Liu Qian, who was frightened, was secretly speculating in her heart. I saw Lan Xiang frantically banging his head against the console.

"Can you calm down? Didn't you create the supernatural powers? Since he has a problem, can't you fix him? You're still not a man, are you? Liu Qian, who stopped sideways in front of Lan Xiang, scolded.

"Repair? The supernatural powers disappeared and died. Do you understand? I killed him! It's me!! All along, the supernatural powers have regarded me as a father-like existence, but I, I personally sent him to the point of no return. How calm do you tell me! Say, say! ”

Looking at Lan Xiang, who was squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, Liu Qian didn't know how to comfort him. Although she knew that the supernatural power was created by Lan Xiang, she didn't expect that in Lan Xiang's heart, the supernatural power existed like his child. But after thinking about it, I understood that Lan Xiang had lost his parents since he was a child, and he was outrageous, so his emotional world was pale, and it was basically completely occupied by supernatural powers. Now that he has suddenly lost his supernatural powers, and it is caused by his own hands, how can he accept it?

The helpless crying in his ears made Liu Qian not know what to do for a while, and silently held Lan Xiang in his arms, hoping to give him the courage to stand up again.

Maybe the maternal aura on Liu Qian's body brought Lan Xiang a trace of comfort, and gradually, he was no longer as crazy as he was just now, only sobbing incessantly.

The pain of losing his supernatural powers made Lan Xiang unable to extricate himself for a while. After crying for a long time, maybe it was because he was tired of crying, Lan Xiang fell asleep in Liu Qian's arms half-squatting and half-sitting.

Time: 1:10 p.m., February 7, 2166.

"Hey, Lan Xiang, get up and eat. I've heated up the food for you, so get up and get something to eat. ”

Since Lan Xiang regained his senses, he has been lying on the sofa in the living room, not eating or drinking, no matter how she urges, Lan Xiang does not pay attention to Liu Qian. It's just a hard lie down and sleep.

7:30 p.m.

"If you don't eat or drink like this, you'll starve your body." Seeing that Lan Xiang didn't react, Liu Qian couldn't help but feel disappointed, but she was also fully prepared for this.

"The pastries were all on the table, plus a bucket of milk. When I figured it out, I got up and ate. Liu Qian said helplessly. She knew that Lan Xiang still couldn't step out of the hurdle in her heart, so she didn't say anything. The bell must be tied to the bell, this kind of thing, only if he has figured it out, otherwise, it is not easy to say anything.

Date: February 8, 2166

Today, except for Liu Qian who signed for the game warehouse ordered by Lan Xiang, everything is as usual, no matter how she calls, Lan Xiang looks half-dead. And the meals made by Liu Qian have also been changed to pastries that are convenient for storage. In case Lan Xiang wants to eat it after he understands.

When: 1 p.m., February 9, 2166.

Lan Xiang's state of not eating or drinking has lasted for more than two days, but he still hasn't gotten back up from his pain.

"Lan Xiang, if you continue like this, something will happen sooner or later. Although I don't understand what the hell is going on between you and the supernatural powers. But I'm sure if the supernatural powers were here, he wouldn't want to see you as you are. You always say that you hurt him, but look at what you are like now? Have you thought of a remedy? Also, with a wit like you abolishing the crying nose, I don't see any other abilities you have. It's a shame that the supernatural powers believe in you so much. I don't even feel worth it for him. ”

Liu Qian's indisputable words were like needles, and they poked Lan Xiang's heart fiercely. Seeing that he still didn't make the slightest move, Liu Qian had to give up. These days, in order to take care of Lan Xiang, she also gets up early and is greedy for darkness, and sometimes even gets up in the middle of the night to check on Lan Xiang's condition. I'm afraid that he won't be able to think about it and go to extremes.

In order to be able to get up at night to check Lan Xiang's condition, Liu Qian also had to spend her leisure time resting.

After Liu Qian returned to the room, Lan Xiang on the sofa was also touched by her words.

The supernatural powers dissipated and became invisible because of their own blind arrogance, but in any case, the supernatural powers were obtained at such a price for themselves. If you collapse like this, then the sacrifice of the supernatural powers is worthless.

After figuring this out, Lan Xiang turned over and sat up, gobbling up the pastries that Liu Qian had prepared. After eating, I drank the whole bottle of milk in one go.

Lan Xiang, who had not eaten a drop of water for more than two days, was extremely tired and lacking. Although I have just eaten something, I can't digest the energy I need in my body for the time being. Lan Xiang, who was in this state, still dragged his tired body out of the living room and slowly walked towards the storage room.

The short distance of four or five meters seemed so far away to Lan Xiang at this moment. Lan Xiang, who almost fell down several times halfway, leaned against the wall and still walked firmly towards the storage room.

Lan Xiang, who came to the storage room, activated the brain in the closed state. With the opening of the brain, the scene in the storage room two days ago continues to be staged. It's still snowflakes, distorted projections, and it's still flickering warnings.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar storage room in front of him, Lan Xiang fell into endless memories. He can still vividly recall the day the supernatural power was born. He still remembered that the first time the supernatural power spoke to him, he called his father instead of the creator god. He still remembers the first time Shentong helped him complete a network monitoring task. He still remembered that the supernatural powers had advised him for the first time. He still remembers the care and greetings of the supernatural powers every time he left or returned. He remembers......

The memories of the past are vivid as if they happened yesterday. But Lan Xiang knew that the supernatural power was gone. Leaving himself forever.

looked at the five words that were already blurred in front of him. Lan Xiang knew that at the last moment of his life, what he insisted on was not survival or not, but his mission instructions or distress information.