Chapter 64 Little Girl The system suddenly went silent. This host is too sensitive and suspicious. How can its system be so thoughtful? It is difficult to outsmart the human brain. If this continues, sooner or later the secret will be revealed. But, it doesn't feel like it's wrong. It's all about getting the job done. It searched online and replied with an unmistakable sentence: "The camps of the host and the system are always the same, and I will not do anything detrimental to the completion of the mission." So, it won't betray the mission, but it will betray her if she doesn't complete the mission. Tang Zhiyi smiled lightly and said nothing. After a while, she asked: "How long is the duration of this mission?"
System: "It's best to complete it within two months." Tang Zhiyi asked again: "What about two months later?" System: "During these two months, your heroine's luck will be sucked away bit by bit by the original heroine. At the end of the two months, it will be the same. After the two months are over, your heroine's luck will be sucked away bit by bit by the original heroine. Your luck will be lower than that of the original heroine. Afterwards, under the protection of the heroine's halo, it will be difficult for you to succeed if you want to do it again. And if you still don’t take action when your luck is flat two months later, in another three months, when your heroine’s luck is completely sucked away, she will be instantly wiped out by the system. " In other words, if she didn't kill Su Qinqin, she would only live for five more months in total. Tang Zhiyi asked tiredly: "Is this really the only way? Is there no other way?" The system also sighed: "Yes." Tang Zhiyi took back the hand holding the street lamp and walked out alone, getting further and further away from the venue. After returning to this world, she rarely thought about that face again. Even in the dream, that person no longer visits me. She walked alone for a long time, forgetting how far she had walked and not remembering the route. When she came to her senses, she had stopped at the entrance of a strange street. This place seems to be very remote. In addition to the flower garden occupying more space, the trees are also taller. They are connected together and cast large shadows. Even the sunlight seems to be weakened when it shines in. The surroundings are quiet, with few pedestrians and not many shops. Only occasionally does a car pass by, and the sound of wheels whizzes by from far to near, and then from near to far again. Tang Zhiyi watched the car leave, then turned his head and looked around. The place where she was was under a big banyan tree, with the road on the left and a large iron gate across the flowerbed on the right. I didn't know where the other side of the iron gate was. She rubbed her temples, feeling that she was really crazy. A girl who has no impression of herself, but has a similar appearance to that person, says a few words to make her think more, and then really thinks of her as that person? Wake up, Tang Zhiyi. That person was already dead, but he was still with him when he died. No, it means no, no matter how similar he is, even if he is in the same world and uses the same body, she cannot replace that person.
There will be no second her in the world, and there is no need for me to be merciless. Why hesitate here for an insubstantial shadow? Tang Zhiyi lowered his eyes, took out his mobile phone to navigate the route, and prepared to take a taxi back to the venue. The location on the mobile phone map showed that the place she was currently at was called Baiyun Road. When filling in the starting point, she couldn't see clearly the name of the building next to it. She zoomed out the map and saw clearly that the place next to it was... a children's welfare home? Tang Zhiyi suddenly looked to the right. The iron door on the right opened at some point, and a little girl holding a toy sat on the threshold, looking at her quietly. I don't know how remote this place is, and there is no sound of cars passing by for a long time. She looked at the little girl from a distance across the flower bed. The little girl was wearing a washed-white denim dress, her hair was dry and yellow, and was hanging casually, but she was very thin, and her arms were as thin as a branch in the wide sleeves. The neatest thing is probably a pair of small pink leather shoes on my feet. They look like they haven't been worn a few times and are still very new. After a while, the little girl stopped looking at her and lowered her head to play with the toy in her hand. The toy was ugly and broken. The threads were torn in several places, exposing the cotton inside. The outside was also dirty, as if it had been thrown into a trash can. From a distance, it could only be vaguely seen as a toy. Cat shape. Tang Zhiyi still looked at her, took a step forward, and unconsciously wanted to walk towards her. The next moment, a person suddenly walked up behind the girl. It was a very young woman with her hair tied into a fishbone braid and put aside. She bent down and called her gently: "Little sister, why are you here alone? Who sent you here?" The little girl looked up at her and continued to touch the doll. "I did it myself." The woman seemed surprised and continued to ask randomly and patiently: "You came here by yourself? Do you know where this place is?" The little girl is quite well-behaved and answers almost every question: "I know, the children's welfare home is a place where homeless children are adopted." "Then why are you here? Did something happen to your family?" The woman spoke cautiously, as if she was afraid of mentioning her sadness. But the little girl didn't care at all, as if she was talking about someone else's business: "It's enough for them to have a younger brother, they don't need me anymore." The woman seemed to be relieved: "Do you think your parents are partial, so you ran away from home?" She took out her cell phone and prepared to contact the little girl's parents. "Do you remember your father's or mother's phone number?" The little girl spoke a string of numbers fluently. The woman dialed the number and spoke politely, but the person on the other end hung up the phone after saying a few words. Tang Zhiyi heard what was said before hanging up the phone: "Then please take good care of her. You don't need to contact me again in the future." The little girl raised her head, glanced at the woman and said, "They didn't want me a long time ago. Today they said they would take me out to play, and then they took my brother to buy food along the way and never came back. Then I came here on my own.” The woman felt that her calmness was abnormal, so she stretched out her arms and hugged her: "Good boy, you can cry if you want." The little girl looked at her with eyes like black pearls: "If I cry, will my parents abandon me?" The woman looked at her and her eyes turned red. "From now on, this is your home."
She stood up, took the little girl's hand, and led her toward the door. The moment the woman stood up, Tang Zhiyi saw her face clearly. That face is Su Qinqin! Tang Zhiyi opened his eyes in disbelief and walked quickly around the flower bed towards the door. But when she walked around to the flower garden and faced the door, she realized that the iron door had been closed from beginning to end. There is no threshold below either. There are no little girls or women. (End of this chapter)