Ye Ya pondered the tenth side quest carefully, and immediately noticed it with a pat on the head.

She looked serious: "Brother, roll your eyes."

Ye Qinghe: "?"

system:"?"

Ye Ya felt that she understood nothing wrong, and turned their eyes against each other. The eyes are equal to the eyes, and the antonym of positive is anti, so turning the eyes is equivalent to rolling the eyes.

Seeing that his sister was serious, Ye Qinghe didn't care about expression management, and rolled his eyes at her: "Is that so?"

At this moment, Ye Linchuan happened to enter the door, and Ye Ya jumped off the chair and hurriedly took Ye Linchuan's hand to the bedside, commanding, "Adi and brother rolled their eyes at each other."

Ye Linchuan, who had just come in, was stunned.

What's the matter? Let him roll his eyes?

The system was also stunned, and couldn't help reminding: [Baby, turning back your eyes doesn't mean rolling your eyes, it's to make them discord, to make them quarrel. ]

Ye Ya firmly believes that he is not wrong, and plausibly said: [Then why does it not directly write about quarrels, but turn against each other? ]

This can ask the system.

Judging from the logic of this garbage evaluation system, maybe, maybe it really is the opposite of Ye Ya's understanding.

"Adi Adi, roll your eyes with your brother!" Ye Ya jumped up and hurriedly urged, Ye Linchuan was unmoved, and said coldly, "No".

He was educated in etiquette, and would never do the "indecent" action of rolling his eyes, not to mention rolling his eyes face to face with his son is too diabolical.

Ye Ya pursed her lips, her eyes drooped, and she looked at him aggrieved.

The corners of Ye Linchuan's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "...You don't, right?"

Ye Ya raised her head high, her eyes wet and sparkling.

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful, I'll tell you."

"…"

Let's do it.

Ye Linchuan was relieved for a long time, didn't he just roll his eyes, just roll the chanting.

He sat down on the chair with Ye Ya in his arms, and rolled his eyes with Ye Qinghe. The style of the painting is peculiar, and the movements are joyful, Ye Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head and laughed out loud.

"Satisfied?" Ye Linchuan pinched Ye Ya's soft face.

Ye Ya didn't answer, staring at the system evaluation panel, quietly waiting for the final task result.

The panel didn't respond for a long time, and the system was relieved. It knew that no matter how **** this evaluation was, it would not be possible to pass the task like this, and immediately comforted: [Ya Ya, there is still time, you can definitely complete it. ]

The system was slapped in the face as soon as he finished speaking.

[Ding! Side quest 10 has been completed. ]

? ?

? ? ? ?

Hold!

The system is heartbroken.

What the **** is this?

Ye Ya's eyes gradually regained their brilliance, full of bright joy.

[Congratulations to the host for completing all the chain tasks, and three seconds later, the tenth main task will be opened for you. ]

[three…]

The system began to count down, Ye Ya clenched her hands tightly, waiting eagerly for the final moment.

[two…]

As long as this is completed...the completion can save my brother, my parents, and my brother Dandelion.

[one. ]

The panel flashed a golden light, and Ye Ya didn't dare to come out.

[Main line 10: After reaching Ye Qinghe's death ending, the host can open the wish seed. ]

The smile on Ye Ya's face slowly subsided, the brilliance in his eyes receded, leaving only empty shock.

[Bud bud? ]

[Yuya, are you okay? ]

The system comforts: [Actually, this result is predetermined. Ye Qinghe's health is too bad, he will leave sooner or later. You don't belong to this world, you don't belong to anyone here, so Ya Ya don't have to be sad, when you finish the task and go home, uncle will seal all the memories of this period, so that you can still be as happy as before, Ya Ya bud? Did you hear your uncle talking? ]

She didn't say a word, and sat silently in Ye Linchuan's arms.

The system panicked, and said softly: [Yaya, are you okay? ]

Ye Ya didn't speak, and manipulated the task panel in front of him indiscriminately.

The border of the main quest is flashing with a golden halo. There is no interaction button except that line of words. It cannot be cancelled or given up. The bottom is marked with blood red unfinished, and the three words are particularly dazzling.

Ye Ya was terrified, her breathing lost its proper rhythm, her heartbeat was beating wildly uncontrollably, her limbs were numb, and her head was aching.

She suffers.

It hurts like dying.

"Ya Ya?" Ye Qinghe sensed that something was wrong with Ye Ya, and struggled to support her upper body, "Are you okay?"

Ye Ya gasped violently like an asthma patient, and her throat made a hoarse whimper.

It's not right.

Ye Linchuan picked up Ye Ya and patted her on the back, and then pressed it **** the middle of the man, and uttered a word from his lips: "Cry."

The pain from the people brought Ye Ya, who was in great grief, back to reality.

The crying broke out without warning. She had never cried like this before, as if she was about to cry out, with a shrill voice.

"Buddha..."

Ye Qinghe has a delicate mind. He seems to understand why Ye Ya is crying.

Ye Ya was young, and her body and mind were unable to withstand the successive devastations. Her cries gradually decreased, and finally she slowly fell into a drowsiness.

She had a dream.

In the dream, everything recovers, spring flowers bloom, and her parents look at her from a distance in the sea of ​​​​flowers; next to her is her brother, Xia Qing, and everyone she knows.

Dreams are beautiful dreams, and her disturbed emotions are instantly healed.

Ye Ya smacked her lips, her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

It was dark outside the window, she was lying on her little bed, with one arm drooping over her body, her fingers were slender, those of Shen Day.

Ye Ya half raised her head, staring at Shen Zhou's sleeping face.

Shen Zhou slept in a light sleep, Ye Ya woke up after waking up, rubbed his eyes and looked at the time, his voice was vague and hoarse when he woke up: "Ya Ya woke up? Brother Shen Zhou is going to cook for you."

Talking about getting out of bed and turning on the light.

Ye Ya has been crying for too long, and she still has no energy.

She jumped out of bed barefoot and ran to Ye Qinghe's room. The room was empty, the desk was neatly tidied up, and the group photo of the siblings on it disappeared.

Shen Zhou said, "Shen Ran and Ziyu both went to the hospital with their uncle, and the photos were taken away. Ya Ya don't have to worry, my brother will come back."

She tugged at the door frame, stood quietly for a while, turned and ran back to her room, looking through her schoolbag to find the little genius phone watch that she hadn't used for a long time.

"Yaya, what are you doing?"

Ye Ya pushed Shen Zhou out of the room, closed the door with a clatter, and finally got into the closet with her watch in her arms.

The wardrobe is narrow and dark, Ye Ya is curled up all over, her little hand lights up the screen, and skillfully enters a few numbers on it and dials.

"Hello."

Zhao Chenxing's clean and clear voice came from the other end of the phone watch.

Ye Ya blinked her swollen eyes and whispered his name: "Xingxing?"

Ye Ya's voice is hoarse, not as soft as before.

"Buddha?"

"I ask you, can robots live forever?"

"Probably, what are you asking this for?"

"...My brother is going to die."

"Hey?"

"I turned him into a robot like you, won't my brother die?"

For a robot, as long as it has gasoline, it can live without a heart. She's naive... wanting to find some life for her gentle brother, even if it's so absurd.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Chenxing let out a helpless and bitter chuckle, "Ya Ya, humans can turn into machines, but they can't turn into machines."

Ye Ya took a long breath and hung up the phone slowly.

Zhao Chenxing was fascinated by the cold mobile phone in his hand. He looked out the window. Today, there is no moon or stars. The night sky is like a boundless giant net covering the city, and everyone is a fish in the net.

Zhao Chenxing's eyes wandered to the laptop beside him, he bit his lip, unable to make up his mind.

At this moment, a shout came from a distance—

"Zhao Chenxing, what did that girl give you yesterday, bring it to me!"

Tian Youqin had just quarreled with Zhao Jiaming, kicked the door irritably, and opened his hands to ask him for something.

Zhao Chenxing said with an expressionless face, "No one has ever given me anything."

"Don't fool me!! I saw her give it with my own eyes, and now give it to me."

Zhao Chenxing sat on the bed unmoved.

"No, right?" Tian Youqin glared at Zhao Chenxing, "Okay, then I'll find it myself! I still can't believe I can't find it!"

Furious, she rolled up her sleeves and rummaged around the house.

Wardrobes, desks, bedside tables, and even the corners and corners of the gap were not spared.

The room was quickly turned into a mess, Zhao Chenxing's back was straight, and he maintained a static sitting posture.

Tian Youqin searched for a long time and found nothing, and his eyes finally focused on Zhao Chenxing. She came over aggressively and pointed at the tip of Zhao Chenxing's nose: "Get up for me."

Zhao Chenxing didn't move.

"I'll get you up!!" Tian Youqin grabbed Zhao Chenxing's arm fiercely and threw him to the ground, only to hear a patter, and a booklet flew from his arms to the ground.

That's what Ye Ya gave him.

is his heart.

Zhao Chenxing finally panicked, and crawled over to get the most precious thing with his hands and feet. When his fingers were still one centimeter away from the booklet, Tian Youqin kicked his hand away first, and bent over to pick up the booklet.

"What is this?" Tian Youqin flipped through the contents of the booklet and sneered at the immature paintings on the page, "Is this what that little girl gave you?" Tian Youqin thought it was ridiculous, and thought it was something precious , the result is this? That's it?

Zhao Chenxing's pupils tightened, and he roared sharply: "Give it back to me—!"

Tian Youqin's face sank, and he kicked his foot: "What kind of thing dare to yell at me?!"

"That's my heart, you give it back to me." That was the first gift he had received so far in his life, it was a gift from Ye Ya, and she said they were friends. He wanted to be friends with her...

Zhao Chenxing's lips trembled, looking at the booklet eagerly.

"Heart?" Tian Youqin looked at the picture book and laughed out loud as if hearing something extraordinarily ridiculous, "Zhao Chenxing, remember, you can stand here and talk to me like a human thanks to us. Heart? What jokes are you talking about? Woolen cloth…"

"A machine still wants a heart, ridiculous..."

She showed no mercy, gnashing her teeth and tearing up and destroying the book page by page.

The papers swayed down like snowflakes, falling all over the ground.

Zhao Chenxing stared blankly, unable to respond.

Snapped.

Tian Youqin threw the cover at his feet, a small green four-leaf clover fell on the broken and torn page, and a black pencil was aimed at the small words below—

[To Chen Xing. ]

His fingertips were cold, and he gently picked up the cover and hugged it in his arms.

Tian Youqin looked at him as if he was looking at straw shoes, "What kind of heart does a android need? It's ridiculous..." Tian Youqin snorted coldly, and passed by indifferently, "The day after tomorrow, I will take you to the audition, prepare for a good performance these few days, If you make a mistake, I'll kill you..."

The door is closed.

There was no sound outside.

Zhao Chenxing gathered up the pieces of paper on the ground little by little, and stood up from the ground expressionlessly.

He pulled out the chair in front of the computer desk and sat down, the screen reflected Zhao Chenxing's pale and bloodless face. With his beautiful eyelashes shaking, he finally made up his mind, turned on the computer and cut into the hidden system, exported all the encrypted files, and sent them out.

Zhao Chenxing leaned on the back of the chair and moved his gaze to the group photo of a family of three on the desk.

He picked up the photo frame and smashed the transparent glass outside, tearing the photo into several pieces with all his might.

A android has no heart and no family.

He will go as he comes.

The world... never belonged to him.