After coming out of the room, Chu Jiaojiao stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked at the man in the living room.

He sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted with Grandma Chu.

Chu Jiaojiao stood on it and watched for a while, and the sunlight shining through the window shone on his body, adding a bit of elegance to him for no reason.

When he was facing Grandma Chu, he was very patient, and the smile on his face was just the right amount of warmth.

Chu Jiaojiao put her hands on the railing, stared for a while, and then supported her chin with one hand.

"System, Jiang Ci, he doesn't need to do that now, right?" She opened her mouth, her tone was light and shallow, as if she didn't dare to speculate.

"That's the way it is, but don't forget he's a sick actress." The system reminded that Chu Jiaojiao should still have one more mind.

"Well, that's what you said." Putting down the hand supporting her face, Chu Jiaojiao pursed her lips and walked quietly in the direction of the study.

She remembered the cover of the book that Jiang Ci often read to her, and maybe she could find some clues.

The shelves are filled with all kinds of books, from astronomy and geography to human sophistication.

Chu Jiaojiao counted from the grid, as if she had vaguely seen him often holding books in the seventh grid.

At a glance, none of the books in this grid were in Chinese, and she randomly pulled out a copy and looked at it, which was the English version of "The Moon and Sixpence".

After flipping through a few pages, the book is very new and doesn't look like much has been touched.

But that's not the point.

"System, is the world here the same as real life?" This is a book in reality, Chu Jiaojiao didn't expect to see it here.

"It's not common, but it's a creation from the real world!" The system explained. doll

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the world is depicted by people in real life, giving them life and existence, so some things will refer to reality.

For example, some famous books, as well as general conclusions.

"Well, too." Chu Jiaojiao was slightly lost.

She put the books back in place, her fingers running over the backs of the books one by one, and finally stopping on a red-streaked spine.

It should be this one.

She took it out and looked at the cover, and sure enough, it was the one Jiang Ci often held.

took out her mobile phone from her pocket, Chu Jiaojiao took a photo and uploaded it to the Internet, and immediately searched for relevant information.

"Reminiscences"?" She looked at the book information displayed on her phone and said in some surprise.

"What's wrong? Host? ”

Chu Jiaojiao exhaled, chuckled and shook her head, "This isn't a hypnotic book, but why did he read this to me?" ”

"What is this book about?"

"The stream of consciousness, through the activities of thousands of characters, calmly, realistically and meticulously reproduces the life customs and human conditions of the French upper class. In short, let's analyze our inner world based on what we see, hear, and feel! Chu Jiaojiao replied, her fingers gently stroking on the cover.

"Jiaojiao, what are you doing?" At the door of the study, Jiang Ci's voice suddenly sounded.

He walked in with slender steps, his gaze fixed on the book in her hand, his gaze warm and cold.

"Nothing." Chu Jiaojiao replied, afraid that she would not be able to convince him, so she opened her mouth again to explain, "I'm just curious about what books you often read to me, because I can't understand what you're reading." ”

"Well, do you know that now?" Jiang Ci turned his head to look at her side face, and there was a little bit of inconspicuous scrutiny.