After returning to the museum, they held a summing-up meeting as usual, which was presided over by Mr. Gu.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yan Xiashen felt that Gu Lao had a lot of gray hair, and his face was sad.
The task is completed, why is he more worried than before.
At the beginning of the meeting, Mr. Gu adjusted his mood and showed a warm smile again, "This mission has been completed very well, you have saved many innocent lives, the follow-up tasks have been taken over by the logistics department, I will give you a long vacation and have a good rest. The others have nothing to leave first, Shi Jin stays, I still have something to discuss."
Elder Gu spoke, and they left the conference room one after another, leaving the space for the two of them.
"Xiaobai has been transferred to the medical department, I'll go first, little apprentice, have a good holiday!"
Lingyue was reluctant to leave, so he invited Yan Xia Shen, "Xiao Shen, this vacation is very long, are you interested in going to my plane to play?"
Yan Xia Shen declined, "Sorry, I have plans for the vacation." He was still waiting for Shi Jin's explanation, and naturally he would spend this holiday with Shi Jin.
Lingyue couldn't hide her loss, and drooped her head, "Then next time you must come, I will treat you well."
Yan Xiashen said, "If the curator agrees."
Lingyue didn't know that the curator was Shi Jin, He became happy again, "Okay, then I'll go first, goodbye."
When Yan Xiashen was talking to Lingyue, Shuan Zi didn't leave. After Lingyue left, he walked in front of Yan Xiashen with heavy eyes. Looking at him, "You're done, you should settle with me."
When he left the copy of the nailed coffin, Zimin Bo automatically returned to Yan Xiashen. I can return the book, lunch box, and candy wrappers to you together."
Shuanzi is now a colleague who looks down and sees him, and it's always inappropriate to hold his things, and if the props are gone, he can earn more money, so Yan Xiashen doesn't feel very distressed.
"The liquidation I'm talking about doesn't refer to these external things," Shuanzi took a step forward, and for the first time there was obvious affection in his cold eyes, "Don't you know who I left the original world for?"
Yan Xia Shen Shen couldn't turn his head, "It can't be... because of me, right?"
"Yes." Shuan Zi lowered his eyes, frowning slightly, "If I don't express my feelings again, do you belong to someone else?"
In the dark After a long time, he thought he no longer needed the light, but when a ray of light came in, he realized that he still longed for redemption. Shuanzi was emotionally sensitive, and could see Yan Xiashen's thoughts towards Shi Jin.
Shuanzi was the first boss Yan Xiashen met in the Infinite Museum, and he responded cautiously, "Thank you for your kindness, I already have someone to be responsible for."
Shuanzi looked sideways at the conference room, Shi Jin had finished the conversation but did not leave the conference room, and raised his eyebrows at Shuan through the glass door.
Although there is room for the embolism, it is also declaring sovereignty.
An unfamiliar sourness floated up in Shuanzi's heart. He stared at Yan Xiashen, a layer of mist floated in those hundred-year-old cold eyes, and a tear fell silently from the corner of his eyes and slid across his cold cheeks.
This tear fell directly into Yan Xia's heart, and he couldn't bear it any longer.
Shuanzi didn't speak any more, took a deep look at Yan Xiashen, and left silently.
Yan Xia sighed deeply, and didn't look back until the embolus disappeared in front of her eyes.
At this time, there was some movement in the conference room, and Shi Jin and Gu Lao came out together.
Gu Lao and Yan Xiashen smiled, "I won't bother you guys, I will have a good holiday."
Across the door, they are all monsters listening. Of course Yan Xia Shen knew that Shi Jin didn't come out because he respected him, and Not heard nothing.
Every time he made a confession, he was bumped into by Shi Jin. Yan Xiashen was already numb. He was still thinking about what to say when he heard Shi Jin's chuckle.
Shi Jin hooked the corners of his lips and forced Yan Xiashen to the wall, "I heard that you are responsible for me?"
Yan Xiashen pressed his back against the wall and met his gaze, "I told you earlier that I would give you a chance to explain, Now the opportunity has come, tell me, why are you hiding the identity of the curator from me?"
Shi Jin smiled, looked at Yan Xiashen's eyes and said slowly, "You have forgotten me, for you I'm just a stranger, I don't want my identity to increase the distance between me and you, and I'm afraid to scare you."
The words "you have forgotten me" sounded pitiful, and Yan Xia Shen's heart throbbed. , the palm felt a little numb, "Have you been looking for me?"
Shi Jin nodded solemnly, "I've been waiting for the time to meet you again."
He is a god, and has long been used to loneliness. , The people around him come and go. For him, they are just passers-by who stop in a hurry and disappear in the long river of life, and don't even need to remember their names.
But that night, in the sultry alley, a soft little life broke into his world and unilaterally left his mark on his eyebrows. From then on, his monotonous cool world was filled with warm colors.
For the first time, he understood what caring was.
Yan Xiashen's "blessing" also dissolves the seal on his body, allowing his body to grow normally. He solves the troubles on his hands while paying attention to Yan Xiashen's growth, which makes him feel like the two of them will grow up together illusion.
"Then why did you come to me?" Yan Xia Shen asked and thought of the answer again, "I see, you said you would come to me after you finish the troubles at hand. Has it been resolved now?"
Shi Jin nodded . , said lightly: "I made the guy who wanted to kill me completely disappear."
In a short sentence, the amount of information is huge, Yan Xiashen thought of the emotion collector in the museum, and guessed: "But you are also injured, so you Need to rely on the energy of the collector to heal?"
Shi Jin was afraid that he would be worried, so he said in a calm tone, "It's almost healed."
Yan Xiashen was worried, "You turn around and I'll take a look."
Shi Jin sneered, and really turned around slowly in front of him. , resting one hand on the wall, "Why, do you need to inspect the goods before you are responsible for me?"
Yan Xiashen felt the blood rushing to his face, he patted Shi Jin's face lightly, "I checked, No problem."
"Just look?" Shi Jin's eyes fell on Yan Xia Shen's lips.
Yan Xiashen blocked his face, which was getting closer and closer, "Be prudent, I'm talking to you about business."
Shi Jin raised his hand to unbutton a button and loosened his collar, "Well, you say."
"You said you were the nominal curator, who is the real curator, Mr. Gu?"
Shi Jin paused, "Didn't you remember everything?" "
What?"
With a smile, "your wish."
Yan Xia shook her head and explained, "Because I was interrupted by Zhenzhen, the memory came to an abrupt end, and I didn't remember what I wished for you."
Shi Jin rubbed his face. His hair, remembering the past, his eyes were always soft, "You said you wanted an imaginative museum."
"Did I have such a vision when I was a child?" Yan Xiashen opened his eyes wide in surprise, looked around, not sure. Pointing at himself believingly, "So I'm the real curator?"
Not only is this museum imaginative, it's also a representation of untold wealth, interconnected plane hubs, and supreme power.
"I haven't finished yet, you said that if there is such a museum, you have to be in it..." Shi Jin lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Doing miscellaneous things."
"..." Yan Xia was deeply split. He finally knew why when Shi Jin found him again, he wanted to make him an NPC, and his feelings were helping him realize his wish.
"If you want this museum, it's not impossible." Shi Jin looked at Yan Xiashen's face unhurriedly, "Stay with me and give you the upper position."
Yan Xiashen pinched his backhand. Wrists, the two exchanged positions in an instant. Yan Xia studied his appearance, pressed one hand on the wall, and asked frivolously, "Mr. Curator, which top are you referring to?" The
two were far apart . Recently, Yan Xiashen's action was like half-circling Shi Jin in his arms, but he was a little lower than Shi Jin, Shi Jin looked down at him, he just thought it was too cute.
"Of course it refers to the position of the curator's office above."
"I'm not interested in the position of the curator, but I want a seat by your pillow," Yan Xiashen rubbed Shi Jin's chin with his fingertips and asked warmly He: "Boyfriend, can you bow your head?"
"I am very happy." Shi Jin bowed his head and sent a gentle and lingering kiss.
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Someone else starts with a knife, and Yueya picks up a cat at the start.
He knocked on the neighbor's door to borrow milk powder, the door opened, and a gruesome-looking ghost appeared from the ashes behind the door, drooling at him who looked sickly.
Yueya was silent for a moment, then asked the little cat in her pocket: "I don't have milk powder, do you want to eat the ashes?"
Resentful Ghost: "..." Is it still time to run now? qvq
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There is a live reward system in the thriller game. Due to passive business, Yueya's live broadcast room has been tepid.
Until one day, a horn appeared on his forehead, and the system announced: [The anchor has awakened the Pixiu bloodline]
Since then, the audience can get the fortune buff as long as they give a reward, krypton gold raising cubs = investing to make money!
Players always get lucky when they encounter Yue Ya, and even the stumbling stone is a rare equipment.
Audience: Krypton Gold! Ma Ma feed you!
Player: Boss, are you missing a leg pendant?
Live Room: Exploded.
——Dungeon
1: The ashes building
"The ashes are used to raise"
Dungeon 2: The bones wake up the lion
"These days, ghosts have a craft"
Dungeon 3: The haunted house trial sleep
"Warm reminder: the sleeper has the spirit of getting up, Evil ghosts, please be careful to harass"
To be continued...
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#Super like money, little Pixiu asks for feeding#
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