"Why don't you go into the room and sit down?" He Daji had already walked up from the basement and asked in surprise. "I don't know what to say to her." Lin Chuan replied. "It's okay, Miku is not one of those awkward girls. Although she doesn't like to talk, she has always been very considerate." He Daji walked towards the sofa and naturally held her in his arms, with a happy smile on his face. "She is always very gentle. There is no girl who is more sensible than her." Lin Chuan could not continue to act with him. He looked at He Daji carefully, trying to see through what he wanted to do, but there was nothing in his expression. There was no awkwardness at all, as if the person sitting in his arms was really a living human being. Is he already crazy? Lin Chuan asked himself, but there was nothing wrong with He Daji except for his verbose words. His eyes did not seem to have lost his mind, and his words were not illogical. As long as he did not touch the doll, he looked like an ordinary person. No difference. Lin Chuan sat on the sofa next to him at his invitation. He Daji turned on the TV. Just as Lin Chuan expected, the TV showed news from more than a year ago. He saw that the TV cabinet was full of black video tapes, with the date and time marked on them with uniformly printed self-adhesive stickers. Maybe he got it from the TV station. While watching TV, He Daji babbled to the doll about what happened to him throughout the day, as if he was really chatting with a girl, and the doll girl seemed to be really listening to his words tenderly. He paused and listened, as if she was whispering something to him from time to time. "Today we went to a place to play golf, do you remember? You almost fell from there last time" Lin Chuan suddenly felt that he could no longer bear it. He stood up suddenly. He Daji looked at him in surprise. He coughed dryly and said, "Can II mean, can I take a look around? Uh. Can I see the collections you mentioned?" ?" He Daji stood up from the sofa with the doll girl in his arms and said very excitedly: "Okay! What do you want to see first?" "I don't know" Lin Chuan looked at the girl named Hatsune in his arms. The doll got closer and closer, feeling extremely ridiculous. "Whatever." He Daji suddenly stopped, as if listening to what Miku was saying. "Hatsune thinks we should take a look at those limited edition figures first. You must have never seen anything like that. Each one is a work of art." He said happily. When walking past Lin Chuan. He suddenly stopped. "Have you two said hello to each other?" he asked. "No" Lin Chuan said with difficulty. "HelloHello, Hatsune." "She thinks you are shy, haha." He Daji hugged the doll tightly and walked to the front. He Daji¡¯s collection is indeed as breathtaking as he said, but Lin Chuan¡¯s attention has never been able to break away from the doll. She is almost as tall as He Daji and has light blue hair. It was very long, but well-groomed, and since it was obviously impossible for her to comb her hair herself, Lin Chuan could only assume that He Daji would help her take care of her hair every day. She didn't know what her skin was made of, but it looked as white, smooth, and elastic as human skin. He Daji put her in a beautiful dress, which made her look like a fashionably dressed young girl. But no matter what kind of dressing up, it can't change the fact. She is just a well-made and highly anthropomorphic inflatable doll. The more he looked at his almost natural movements, the more Lin Chuan could not bear it. He had seen many survivors with psychological trauma, but this was the first time he had seen such a serious one. He couldn't bear the torture at all and wanted to snatch the inflatable doll from He Daji's arms and tear it into pieces. But the indescribable emotion he saw in He Daji's eyes made him reluctant to do so. After looking at the hundreds of plastic dolls of different sizes and styles that filled the entire room, He Daji took him to see his collection of comics, posters, CDs, and various fan novels, and even several rooms It is specially hung with various comics-related clothes, masks, and various exaggerated weapons made of unknown materials. There were a total of fifteen rooms in the villa, and almost all of them were packed, which made Lin Chuan feel amazed. This wasn't just a random place like him. Take whatever you see. Every item collected by He Daji is unique and well-made. Even with the abilities of a bloodline user, it is not easy to collect these things. ¡°One thing that particularly struck him was that there was almost no dust on these items. He finally understood?What does Daji mean by "I'm too busy" that he keeps saying? But he still felt it was pointless. ¡°No one can be more complete than me!¡± He Daji said proudly. When displaying the collection, he finally carefully put Miku aside, which made Lin Chuan feel better. "Even those neon otakus won't have more collections than me. When everything gets back on track, I will be" He paused suddenly, as if looking for a suitable noun, After a while, his face turned red. "I would be" he said again pitifully. "It will be" Lin Chuan had nothing to say. In his opinion, these things were all useless waste, and there was no point in spending his energy on these things. "Let's go eat." He Daji finally couldn't find a suitable term to describe himself, so he hugged Miku again. In this way, he could hide his embarrassment and uneasiness. "Mistress must be hungry. She is always like this. She doesn't say anything when she sees me busy. She always doesn't want to cause me any trouble." The main dish is canned braised pork specially provided by the army, and the side dish is canned peaches, and there is a large Pot of instant noodles cooked over fire. In the storage room next to the kitchen, Lin Chuan saw that it was full of such things. "Miku's favorite thing is the noodles I cook." He Daji said while busy with a happy smile, which gradually made Lin Chuan unbearable. He used a pencil to draw Wang Zhi's profile on a blank piece of paper. He Daji was busy whispering to Miku and didn't pay attention to his actions at all. "Maybe we can go to Jingkou together tomorrow! The three of us will go together!" He Daji seemed to be talking like he couldn't stop talking. "There are several great shops there! Miku has always wanted to go and visit her. She hasn't bought new clothes for a long time. But I've been too busy and haven't had time." He carefully picked out the lean meat from the can and put it away. On the plate in front of Miku, which already contained noodles, he picked out the best peaches and placed them on the side for decoration, then looked at her with a smile, as if she would actually taste his handiwork. After being in such a ridiculous scene for a long time, Lin Chuan suddenly had an illusion. Could this girl really exist? Am I just hallucinating? "Do you know this person?" He raised the image he had been drawing in his hand to show He Daji. Although he had never learned sketching, his superhuman memory combined with his strong and precise hands made what he drew almost look like Same as the photo. He Daji¡¯s expression suddenly changed. "Have you seen him?" Lin Chuan asked. "Did he give you something?" He Daji shook his head subconsciously. "Did you swallow it?" "Who are you?" He Daji asked for the first time. "What do you want to do?" "What did he say to you?" Lin Chuan asked. "Please tell me." He Daji stood up suddenly. "We don't welcome you! Please leave immediately!" He said with a pale face. "I won't leave until you tell me." Lin Chuan replied sitting on the dining chair. "Then you go die!" He Daji's figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, the fork in his hand stabbed Lin Chuan's temple fiercely. Such a method may be a fatal blow for ordinary people, but Lin Chuan restrained him with only one hand. His knee hit Lin Chuan's head. Lin Chuan tilted his body and easily blocked the blow with his shoulder. "You are not my opponent, please tell me what he said to you." "I don't know, it was a long time ago, I can't remember clearly." He Daji has never encountered such a situation. , he replied in panic. "We are the same kind, and I know you will not forget such an important thing." Lin Chuan said. He Daji wanted to run away in panic, but Lin Chuan held his hand tightly. ¡°Let me go!¡± He shouted loudly, trying to cause harm to Lin Chuan, but Lin Chuan threw him hard and hit the side wall hard. Lin Chuan let him go, stood up, and slowly walked towards Hatsune. "Are you crazy?" He Daji screamed in horror. "She is innocent! She has nothing to do with this!" He rushed toward Lin Chuan crazily. Lin Chuan turned around and kicked him in the face. His body spun and hit the refrigerator, crushing it. Got to be pulpy. Lin Chuan picked up the doll named Hatsune from the chair. "Asshole! I'm going to kill you!" A strong wind came to his face, but Lin Chuan just blocked the doll in front of him. He Daji broke his ankle because he had to stop his actions, and he hit him head on. On the sink. Sharp shards of fine porcelain scratched his face, leaving him covered in blood. "Please, let her go." He knelt in front of the sink and cried bitterly. "I only have her, don't hurt her, please don't hurt her!" Lin Chuan could only sigh and put her back on the chair. "You always knew what she was, right?" he asked. "Actually, you have always known." He Daji shook his head while crying and did not answer. "Where are your real companions? Where are your relatives?" Lin Chuan asked. "Are they all dead?" "Don't ask, please don't ask!" He Daji kept hitting his head on the sink, and Lin Chuan had to walk over, grab his hair, lift him up and put him on the On another chair. "What are you running from?" he asked. The portrait of Wang Zhi fell to the ground. Lin Chuan bent down to pick it up and placed it in front of He Daji. "Tell me everything."