He took it with both hands: "Look, am I not the same as before?" ”

I shook my head: "I want to know how to deal with Wangqiu, and if I think about it early, I can be prepared and go back to save Xiao Wuhua and them." If it was the old Han, he would only help me figure it out immediately, instead of pulling me to hide first and just have fun with myself. ”

"That's because...... I was born in this world, and even if I am an experimental subject, I am also from country C. He hooked his hand at me, "Come here, I'll tell you the full story." ”

“……”

I walked over suspiciously.

When I got to the bedside, I regretted it.

It's like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, no different from sending yourself to his mouth with your own hands.

The zipper of the dress was like a back pull, and I couldn't open it myself, but he could.

It slides to the bottom in one fell swoop, like a fruit peeled.

"Come here."

“……”

It's hard to resist.

"He can be considered dead, but he can also be considered dead," he said. Because you saved him. ”

I asked, "Either life or death, where is the state of ambiguity?" Isn't there life without death? ”

"It depends on how you define the existence of life," he said. Who is the person you like? Is it an ugly musician, a leader of the rebel army, a well-cultivated and domesticated assassin by Wangqiu, or ...... Treat you like this now? ”

In the end, the tone was very ambiguous.

The sound of his breathing was so close that his breath almost drowned me out.

“…… Why discuss such a question at this time......"

"You're going to discuss this with me, don't you want to figure it out?"

“……”

There are too many plausible in this world.

The five senses of man are nothing but eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and if all external receivers are deceived by another illusion, then what is the truth?

When I saw the people in the palace who were bewitched by Wangqiu, I had doubts about it.

It is still incomprehensible.

He fell on top of me and looked down at me: "You say, am I not him?" Are you now verified? ”

“…… Everything about you is his, but it's not. I shook my head, sad, "I don't know how to tell, but I feel like you're not." ”

"That's a shame......" he pointed to his brain, "in my setting, the professor made me reborn, so I listened to him." But he said I wasn't Han. Because you are my princess, I also listen to you, so I have come to ask you. If you say I'm not him, then I'm not...... But, I feel like I am. ”

He sighed softly.

Clone...... What the hell is ......"

The excessive physical work left me with no mental strength to think about it.

The next morning, I still observed the custom of the Southern Dynasty and opened my eyes as soon as it was dawn.

I was actually in Han's arms, it was like a dream.

Remembering last night's words again, I fell into deep thought.

If all the components of the body are replaced, but gradually retain the original consciousness, then is he still him? Like the person Wangqiu loves, if the puppet worm can really completely construct the consciousness of the original owner of the body, then the newly built person is still the person Wangqiu loves?

"Woke up so early......" He opened his eyes, rubbed them, and pulled me into his arms.

I bumped into his hard chest and rubbed my head: "Hmm...... Didn't you say that your professor recreated it in the lab? Why can I still have muscle? Do you work out in the lab? ”