Chapter 711： alarm

How does communion feel?

Ren Suo suddenly had this strange idea in her heart, thinking that if she called Ren Han out next time, or met Ren Han in the tavern, she must ask him carefully.

Because Ren Suo now suspects that he is engaged in communion.

When I merged with Sony before, Ren Suo didn't have any special feeling. I almost completely wiped out Sony and instantly got all the memory programs, thinking programs, and physical programs of Sony, like water in the water.

If Fusion Sony disassembles Sony's solid-state hard disk and installs it on itself, the fusion sister is to slowly copy the program data from the sister's hard disk and then transfer it to his own heart.

The process of transmission made Ren Suo feel very subtle, giving him a sense of joy in the sea of ​​memories and emotions, and a peace of mind near the stove for heating.

If he had to say something, he felt that he had been unilaterally given by his sister, or was he unilaterally given to his sister?

If it is God's communication, who is active and who is passive?

Because the younger sister should have no feeling now, after all, Ren Suo didn't copy her information to her, so Ren Suo is the active party?

But Ren Suo did not make any effective output to the younger sister, but instead accepted all the younger sister's full output, so the younger sister was the initiative party?

Ren Suo felt very confused, so he planned to ask Ren Han to ask for a definition of divine communication, otherwise he always felt weird.

It does not mean that he will feel unable to face his sister. After all, now he is trying to survive, and he is in a hurry to take power, and the sister should have no feeling. Only Renso unilaterally feels happy, and the sister has no actual loss.

If I had to say it, it felt like Ren Suo was watching her sister wearing a beautiful little skirt, pure white stockings, a duck sitting on the sofa, tied with a dangling little pony tail, and using small hands--

BOSS broke the ring monk who Ren Suo could not beat.

Although this process has nothing to do with Ren Suo, he just watched his sister playing games, but Ren Suo also felt very cool.

If it proves that this is really divine, then Ren Suo must say "thank you for your hospitality" to your sister, and then there is one more memory that can laugh at her: "Haha, the first divine in your life is also the only divine Man, it's me! "

Ren Suo also laughed at her just like this: "Haha, the first man in your life to help you wash your rake and underwear is your brother!"-It can be called a killing of one thousand and one hundred and eighty, and siblings are ashamed at the same time.

But are n’t siblings like this? Mastering each other's dark history, they often hate each other and help each other. Because they are too close, they can witness all the changes of the other party. In the years of each other, the indelible traces of the other party are engraved. Even the dark history has become a memorable segment.

It seems that the transmission volume has reached a certain level. Ren Suo has already loaded a small part of Ren Xingmei's soul memory program and has begun to run.

What Jinghong passed by was the eccentric fragment, and the hazy joy and curiosity.

It was Ren Xingmei's childhood memories.

Ren Suo has now blocked his own thinking and memories, otherwise he would confuse his memories with those of his sister. If you do not block yourself, Ren Suo thinks that there is a high probability that he will have a vague gender, and even want to wear women's clothes, or try to see if the sanitary napkins really make people feel like flying in the advertisement.

In fact, this is a trivial matter. Ren Suo's real fear is that his brain will be jammed by too many memories, so that his mental breakdown or even madness may be possible.

Even though Ren Xingmei is a few years younger than him, Ren Suo doesn't think that he has spent years of his life, and can accommodate his sister's sensitive and intelligent inner world. Ren Suo has always been proud of her sister. She is smarter than herself and treats others better than herself Well, even playing games can bring yourself up.

So there are so few things that can make fun of her. In order to maintain the majesty of her brother, Ren Suo naturally mastered her sister's dark history. Although the method was a little stingy, the purpose was to be a bit mean, but Ren Suo just wanted to have a perfect wave of anti-kill the next time his sister laughed at him, killing her without leaving her helmet and armor.

Isn't Ren Suo even qualified for this tiny happiness? If he always attacks his sister with washing his underwear when he was in elementary school, it will lose effect one day ...

With the beautiful vision of collecting materials, Ren Suo bathed in Ren Xingmei's past and quickly passed her life from her main perspective.

There are very few memories and moods during infancy, and even the memories are broken and incomplete. There is only scattered curiosity, comfort, and the uncomfortable feeling that the rake is stuck under the buttocks.

Vaguely, Ren Suo saw two figures, he knew that this was his parents, but the picture was too vague, Ren Suo could not see the details at all, just remembering the warmth and joy in their arms and his own teeth I said 'Rake'.

Then came broken memories, grotesque light, and ... severe pain.

The pictures in the memory fell into chaos, and an unspeakable sadness struck my heart, making me cry.

I do n’t know how long it took before the picture became clearer. Ren Suo found that ‘I’ was lying on the warm crib again, with a little finger in his mouth, and a little boy with a tiger head and a brain next to the crib was watching ‘I’.

He ran out and ran back, opened his own finger, squeezed his finger into his own mouth, and said, "Taste this! Delicious!"

‘I’ licked it, it felt a little salty, smash it, slap it, wave your little arm twice.

"It's delicious, the powder I shaved off from Xianberry." The little boy grinned, "Well? Do you still want to eat? But it's gone ... hey, try that!"

The little boy ran out again, and shoved a finger filled with red oil into his own mouth, and he felt his mouth explode instantly, and he cried out with a wow, scaring the little boy's helplessness: Is it delicious? I usually use it for mixed rice? ... "

Hearing the cry of ‘self’, a pretty young woman in an apron walked in immediately.

She watched the little boy sigh and expertly picked up the feather duster: "Bully sister hit 10 times, do you know the rules? If you take off your pants well, I will hit you twice less."

"No, I didn't bully my sister. She is so moved that she cried. You see that the people in the **** of food have eaten the ecstasy rice--"

"What did you feed your sister?"

"Xian Beifen, and the old godmother!"

"Feed my sister to eat peppers, plus one more sin. If you take off your pants now, I can only hit you 8 times."

"Wow, it smells bad, my sister is pulling a rake!" The little boy suddenly shouted, and the young woman walked over to see her situation. The little boy immediately seized this opportunity and turned into a residual image trying to run away, but was caught by the young woman who listened in all directions and grabbed her clothes.

"Dare to lie!"

"No, I don't. I just care about my sister's metabolism—"

"Oh, the Chinese class is good. You care about your sister so much. If the sister pulls a rake, it will be up to you."

"You wait, when I get the Degas Transformer, I ..."

"I won't give you pocket money. I see what you get for Diga Transformer."

Watching the little boy yelled at by the young woman, ‘self’ stood up and leaned against the crib, laughing and even clapping with joy. After a while, the little boy shouted, "It's been eight times! You're not talking!"

"Well, your sister is holding the ball. Beating you a few times is for your good."

...

...

"Come, this is how it plays."

The little boy took out a small white bag with large fingers from the box and slammed it on the ground, and suddenly exploded, scaring ‘self’ to hide behind the little boy.

"Well, that's it, just drop the sand cannon on the ground." The little boy gave the box to 'self', and then he took out several towed torpedoes and took out a lighter: "You play sand cannons, I'm going to fry the pond! "

'Myself' made a sound of understanding, and soon fell off a box of sand cannons, followed the little boy and watched him lead the little torpedo to light him, threw it into a stinking ditch in the community, and then hid in the shelter Behind, waiting for the smelly ditch to blow out the old high water splash.

Once when "I" ran away, I bumped into a small fat man. The small fat man pushed "I" to the ground, took out the sand cannon and smashed "I", "I" was almost scared, but the small fat Haha laughed. "Hurry up and go home. I hate little girls. They just cry and don't play. It's boring!"

Suddenly, the sound of fireworks sizzling behind the fat man, and then the fat man fled with a whine. I saw the little boy holding a bunch of fireworks bursting out of Mars and biting off the fat man, like a dragon warrior holding a sword.

The fat man was screamed by him, ran over and said "I am sorry", then went back to find my parents. Although the little boy was also hit by his mother in the back, he didn't care, and said to himself very confidently that he should light three fireworks, one with his mouth, and two with his hand, using big tricks. "Three thousand worlds" would surely kill the fat man in an instant ...

"I" nodded his head again and again, happily hugging him and sleeping together.

...

...

"Take a look, what is this!"

In the hospital, the boy in school uniform pulled out a white shell, a beautiful machine like art. "Myself" blinked: "Game console?"

"Yes, it's the game console PSP!" The boy grinned, "there are many games with great graphics!"

"Myself" Oh, "Oh, play for me?"

"Of course not, you watch me play." The boy said decisively: "But I asked my mother for a long time to get it!"

"Oh ..." ‘I’ skipped and continued to look at the picture book.

"This way I won't be bored when I'm with you at the hospital," the boy said while playing. "The game is really fun. As long as I can play PSP, I can definitely accompany you to the hospital to be discharged."

‘I ’ve thought about it, um, I got my head closer to watch the boys play games.

After watching it for a while, ‘You’ could n’t help but say, “When it raises its claws, it must hide immediately, otherwise you wo n’t be able to avoid it.”

"Don't make a third cut, otherwise you will be caught."

"Hurry up, sharpen your knife, otherwise you won't be able to cut it."

Watching his character was killed three times. After the mission failed completely, the boy looked at ‘self’ depressed: “Say so much, you can do it.”

"let me try."

...

...

Entering the boy's room, he found that the boy was paralyzed on the bed like a dead fish, and looked at the ceiling inanimately.

"Oneself" at a glance saw that he must have something in mind. Without asking him, he turned on the teenager's computer and started playing games. After ten minutes, the boy finally couldn't bear it, and whispered, "Nah, now, sister, I have a friend ..."

‘I’ rolled my eyes and did n’t vomit. As always, I played the game and pretended to ask, “Oh? What happened to your friend?”

Don't show a caring attitude, or he won't say it. Stupid adolescents are like this, and want others to care about him, but do not want others to care too much about him.

"My friend, he, he ... confessed to the same table."

"Myself" shakes the mouse, misplaces the skills, and continues to casually ask, "Is the woman at the same table?"

"Well, my friend is a man. Today is the two of them on duty to clean up. After all the classmates have left after school, he took the initiative to hold the hand at the same table and asked her if she could that, what ..."

"Then refused at the same table?"

"Yeah, I don't even know me ... I don't know how that friend did his duty."

The boy sighed and sighed, "How else will he go to school in the future, it's shameful."

‘I’ seriously thought about it ~ www.novelhall.com ~ nodded and said, “It ’s very troublesome, some girls will tell their friends about this kind of thing, alas, it ’s estimated that your friend will become a laughingstock.”

The teenager is almost the same as being chopped by Thunder: "So ... what then?"

"As long as you are not afraid of being laughed at, it doesn't matter."

'Myself' pretended to say casually: "It's very troublesome to fall in love during school, not to mention early love and other issues, but if you have broken feelings, break up, but study in the same class. It will be embarrassing. "

"Yes, too ... so I should go to college ..."

"It is best to consider falling in love after work. You are rich after work, and you can support it financially and in time, and your parents will certainly not object, will you?"

"Well ... that's true ..."

"Myself" secretly relieved, paused the game, lay down next to the teenager, and asked casually: "You ... your friend's table, is it beautiful?"

"... Can't you say it's beautiful, is it a very ordinary person?" The boy scratched his head and said, "Maybe it's a long time?"

"But if you want to fall in love, you probably don't have much time to play games. I have a date on Saturday, and I usually go shopping and chat after school ..."

The boy nodded thoughtfully: "Yeah, so there is no time to play games ..."

"Are you fighting the King of Fighters?"

"Good!" The boy bounced from the bed: "Open the modifier and play with unlimited energy!"

Watching the teenager slickly open the game, ‘I’ ca n’t help but grin and sit next to him with a smile on his face.

That's right, that's fine.

It's enough to have me by your side.

When I go to high school, when I go to college, when I become an adult, then we are ... free.

"Huh ?!" Ren Suo's core program issued an alert.