"Goodbye, hostess."

Luo Zixi whispered something in the ear of the proprietress .

Then he waved his hand and said goodbye to the proprietress .

At this time, Lankong and Koharu, who had been playing in the amusement park all day, also came back from outside.

"Compared to those beasts, you parasites are still tolerable."

Just when Luo Zixi and Lan Kong passed by, Luo Zixi suddenly opened his mouth and said to Lan Kong.

Hearing Luo Zixi's words, Lan Kong's body paused slightly and turned his head.

"Koharu, do we know that guy?"

Lankong looked at Luo Zixi's back and asked Xiaochun.

"I don't know, what's wrong, young master?"

Koharu said as he listened to Lankong's words.

"Nothing, just some auditory hallucinations."

Lankong said to Koharu.

"Snake, I don't know if you like the bait I chose."

Luo Zixi, who had already walked out of Lankong with his back to Lan Kong, muttered.

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Today, December 24th, Christmas Eve.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and it's the day the plan is executed.

"Ahh

"I feel like my head hurts."

Luo Zixi felt her brain with a little swelling and pain, and said while lying on the bed.

Then Luo Zixi looked at the clock at the bedside.

‘6：00’

Luo Zixi looked at the clock and frowned slightly.

Hurriedly ran out of bed. The curtains were drawn.

It was completely dark outside.

"Something went wrong, it's not six o'clock, it's six o'clock in the afternoon."

"Qinghe, bring up the record of my sleep."

Luo Zixi looked at the sky, and a kind of unwanted premonition floated in her heart.

"Brother, all the records of your sleep are missing."

"It's like it never exists, and all my records stay only before you fall asleep."

Luo Qinghe said to Luo Zixi with a little hesitation.

"It's all missing, how is it possible."

"Did I just get thrown out of a small dark room?"

Luo Zixi listened to Luo Qinghe's words and said.

You must know that the soul of Fuzi shares a set of perceptions with Luo Zixi.

Even when Luo Zixi is asleep, her hearing and other senses are still working.

And everything that those organs feel will be faithfully recorded by Luo Qinghe.

"Miao Miao, and Sister Xiao."

Luo Zixi said and hurriedly rushed out of the room.

The scene outside the house was a mess.

All kinds of clothes were piled up everywhere, food waste and wine bottles were piled up everywhere.

Cheng Fen and Chu Bai collapsed to the ground, Lu Xiao hugged Ling Miao tightly, and the whole person shrunk into a ball.

No. 27 fell asleep tiredly on the sofa with a large bag of snacks in his arms.

Anxin and Joan sat at the table, with a large pile of empty wine bottles piled up in front of them, and it seemed that the two of them had been drinking for something.

The guy was leaning against the corner, in a half-asleep state, as if he was dying.

An Yi, this guy, even if he is drunk, he has to die, it's really not frank.

And Lu Cheng, the only one who remains sober, is cleaning up little by little, this mess.

"Orange, what the hell is going on?"

Luo Zixi, who was full of questions in her heart, asked Lu Cheng.

"Mom, here."

Lu Cheng listened to Luo Zixi's words and said expressionlessly.

"Mom?"

Luo Zixi listened to Lu Cheng's words, and the doubts in her heart became heavier.

"Yes, Mom."

"Zixi's mother."

"Mom, who told us to come back."

Lu Cheng said to Luo Zixi.

"My mother?"

"Lu Cheng, tell me all over again."

Luo Zixi took a deep breath, digested this information, and at the same time prepared her heart, and said to Lu Cheng.

This morning, Lu Cheng, Anxin, as well as Ling Miao and Qiong, met Luo Zixi's mother.

Extremely gentle and with a mother.,Soon became acquainted with a few people.。

Later, he said that it was Christmas Eve, and he needed to celebrate it well, so he pulled everyone back.

started the party, and at the beginning, he said that he wanted to call Luo Zixi, who was still asleep.

However, he was stopped by his mother, and then the atmosphere of the party became lively, and he gradually forgot the existence of Luo Zixi.

A few minutes before Luo Zixi woke up, her mother suddenly received a phone call, saying that she had urgent work and left.

"Mom, for you."

After Lu Cheng described the situation, he took out another note and handed it to Luo Zixi.

On the top of that note, a line of words was written in Juanxiu's font.

'My son, Merry Christmas twenty-seventh. ’

"Twenty-seventh, that woman, even if she is confused, there must be a limit, I should not be twenty-seven years old this year."

Luo Zixi looked at the note and said helplessly.

"No, how did Mom see everyone at the same time and bring them back."

"And I haven't seen my mother ever since I came to this world."

"And why did I sleep until now."

"Mom, does it really exist?"

"What does the twenty-seventh Christmas mean?"

Then a feeling of the shackles being opened emerged from Luo Zixi's heart.

A chill rose from behind me, and at the same time, looking at the note in my hand, I felt as if I had thought of something, but I felt incomplete.

"Who the hell are you, Mom."

Luo Zixi looked at the note and muttered, and put it in his arms.

"By the way, if anyone might know something, it's that guy."

"That guy has an absolute memory that even the world can't clearly understand."

"But at this time, let's solve the problem of the snake first."

Luo Zixi thought about it, and remembered Nanyi's existence again.

However, because of time, Luo Zixi could only temporarily suppress her doubts about her mother and the idea of going to Nanyi.

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"By the way, Lankong, I'll leave the porter's needs to you."

It was also six o'clock in the afternoon, when the proprietress stopped Lan Kong and handed Lan Kong a box.

"Porter, is it really okay to leave this kind of thing to me?"

Lan Kong looked at the box in his hand and said to the proprietress .

The so-called porter refers to the person who transports all kinds of contraband in the underground trade.

Generally speaking, this kind of person is entrusted to the core people.

Lan Kong, who has not been here for a long time, is obviously not a core person.

"This time it's not as valuable as it used to be."

"And the reward this time is also a little different, it's the identity card of the two of you, the real one."

"In the future, the two of you will be able to come and go at will, and you don't have to be afraid of investigation."

"So I thought about it and decided to leave it to you."

The proprietress said to Lan Kong.

"Thank you, hostess."

When I heard that the reward was the identity card of myself and Xiaochun, I knew that the proprietress was repaying the two of them.