"Why is this author's work not over?" The little girl lay on the sofa, waved her comic yesterday with her right hand, and asked Ling Qi, who was searching for something in the room.

"I seem to have an impression of this book. The ending of this book is not very good, and it seems to be torn off by me." Ling Qi said with his head covering.

The little girl had a little regret, and her calf was shaking and said with some displeasure: "The two are almost together, will there be any changes? Will the male protagonist change his mind, right?"

Ling Qi wiped the non-existent sweat and explained slowly: "I can't remember this very clearly. It seems that it was the male protagonist's fault, I can't remember it very clearly."

The little girl looked at Ling Qi who was still busy and asked lazily, "When will your memory be retrieved?"

Several days have passed since the first meeting between the two. These days, Ling Qi would squat on the ground with his head covering his head from time to time, looking at him with pain, and the little girl could only give up asking Ling Qi about what she remembered. But seeing Ling Qi familiar with her, the little girl always felt a little uncomfortable.

"This, I always think that something bad will happen if I retrieve my memory, so I'm not in a hurry." Ling Qi looked at the little girl who had completely become a useless person and wanted to laugh a little, but finally said seriously.

"Do you have anything else? I have finished reading the bookshelf." The little girl didn't care about Ling Qi's answer, but just asked her own request casually. Ling Qi always responded to all requests these days. At the beginning, the little girl was a little restrained, but now it has become natural.

"My aunt, it looks so fast. I think about it. The library seems to be in the center of the city. It will take more than an hour to ride a bike here. How about I take you tomorrow?" Ling Qi complained, sitting next to the little girl comforting her back. The little girl struggled slightly, then lay there, squinted her eyes and let Ling Qi's hand touch her back.

Ling Qi comforted her for a while, then covered her head and went to the bathroom, standing there with the shower on, while the little girl was half lying on the sofa, covering her eyes with a little dazed.

After a night passed, Ling Qi woke up and looked at the little girl sitting by his bed. He was a little confused and asked carefully: "Grandma, are you so anxious today?"

The little girl glanced at the sleepy guy sitting on the bed, walked out of the room with a calm expression, which made Ling Qi a little confused. After washing up, Ling Qi pulled the little girl's sleeve downstairs and pulled out an electric car from under the tree. This was something Ling Qi stole from a store after hesitating for a long time. Although Ling Qi didn't know what she was in the current situation, he still knew in his heart that something was wrong in the city, so when the little girl held the comics all day long and asked where the things in the book were, she had to grit her teeth and say sorry to the non-existent owner.

After more than an hour, Ling Qi always felt that there was something missing on the road, but he was afraid that he would have a headache when he recalled, so he gave up again. The little girl didn't say a word, but stared at him for a long time when Ling Qi asked to hold his waist behind him, and finally reluctantly pulled the corner of Ling Qi's clothes from behind. Ling Qi didn't care much, after all, it was normal for the little girl to be a little shy, but she didn't know what the little aunt wanted to do with her waist twisting in the car. She felt the pain on her waist halfway, and Ling Qi just turned around and smiled at the little girl who was staring at her without showing any weakness, and the strength on her feet increased a little.

Looking at the familiar five-story building in front of him, Ling Qi shook his head and explained to the curious little girl behind him: "This is the so-called library. It seems that the comics you want to read only contain a part of them, but I need to check what I want to know, so you can go in and see yours later, and I will look for mine."

The girl looked at the guy in front, lowered her head and thought for a while before answering, "Okay."

Ling Qi led the little girl to the children's publication. Although he felt a little funny when he looked at the cartoons displaying on it, he still said to the little girl with a serious look on his face: "Then I'll go to the third floor, you can read it yourself."

Ling Qi went to the third floor, searched for a while, then looked at the so-called Twenty-Four Histories in his hand and didn't know what to say for a while. After looking through for a while, he scratched his head and put the books back on the spot, and turned to the fourth floor. He searched for some so-called professional books, scratched his head and put them back on the spot. He was about to go to the fifth floor, but he felt the dragging feeling coming from behind. He turned around and saw a little unhappy little girl, probably knowing what the little girl meant, and sighed and said, "This can't be blamed. How could such an official library include those relatively unpopular books? You try to check it out first, my aunt, I'll go to the bookstore near the school tomorrow to see if I can find you two."

The little girl shook her head, just looked at Ling Qi with the comic in her hand, then sighed and walked downstairs. Ling Qi was a little confused. Now the little girl's mind is really hard to guess. Maybe the books in the library are really boring!

Ling Qi searched for some books, and they all looked through it for a while and sighed and put it back. When he saw it getting late, he saw the little girl lying on the sofa in the first floor rest area, breathing slowly, and holding a children's picture book in his hand. Ling Qi was a little surprised that such a big girl could still read the simple picture book of the story, but looking at Yingying, who was sleeping a little sweetly, reached out to touch the little girl's hair. The little girl muttered a few words and reached out to pat Ling Qi's right hand off. Ling Qi was a little silence, and then sat next to her and looked at the familiar layout of the library. He was a little nostalgic and wanted to take a closer look, but touched the back of his head, which had already begun to hurt, and shook his head, giving up this painful thought.

When the little girl woke up, it was already dark. Ling Qi asked while chewing the bread that came out of a nearby supermarket: "Does Yingying sleep well?"

The little girl looked at Ling Qi with a strange look, turned her gaze away when she met the smile on Ling Qi's face, and replied softly: "I haven't slept such a good night's sleep for a long time, thank you."

Ling Qi scratched his hair and looked at Yingying, who looked like a little adult in front of him, and explained awkwardly: "I did nothing, maybe the atmosphere in the library is more suitable for falling asleep."

"Maybe." The little girl looked at the guy in front of her who was chewing bread and couldn't speak clearly, shook her head and replied softly.

After eating the bread, Ling Qi looked at the night outside, stretched his waist and said, "Then go back."

"good."

There was nothing to say along the way.

Ling Qi arrived at home, took out a bag of instant noodles from the refrigerator, added two eggs and cut some chopped green onions, and brought it to the dining table with a little embarrassed look, and said to Yingying who was lying on the sofa: "Yingying, there is really nothing tonight. I will take you to the vegetable market tomorrow to see if there are any ingredients."

"Thank you, but I won't go out tomorrow." The little girl sat at the table, carrying the chopsticks in her hand, and looked at Ling Qi, who was sitting opposite him with a hint of cramping, and replied with a smile.

Ling Qi looked at the little girl busy dealing with noodles in front of him, smiled and said, "That's fine, I'll go out tomorrow!"

The little girl raised her eyes and then slowly finished the noodles in the bowl and said softly: "Little brat, when will we go back?"

Ling Qi looked at the little girl in front of him and replied with a strange expression: "Yingying, the little brat is not something that I can say to an adult like me. If you miss home, then you can recall the memories. I will turn around and help you find your location."

The little girl was silent for a moment, sighed and said, "Ling Qi, how long do you want to lock me up here!"

The young man in front of him was stunned for a long time, then stood up in panic and muttered: "Where do you want to go, I will take you wherever you want... How can you call me locked up... Don't you like this place very much... You go and take a shower tonight, I'll tomorrow..."

"Ling Qi, how long will you lie to yourself?" The little girl slapped the table and stood up to look at the young man in front of her, a little helpless and sympathetic, but more of her annoyance.

Ling Qi sat on the chair, holding his head and muttered softly: "Let me stay for a few more days, just a few days. I have been away from here for many years and I can't remember some things very clearly. I know this is an illusion, but it has no harm, right? I will stay for a few more days, and I want to see it again..."

"Ling Qi, be more awake. If the demon lord hadn't helped you protect your soul, you would have been swallowed up by this illusion." The little girl looked at the weak young man in front of her and suddenly felt a little disappointed. She shook her head and looked at the guy in front of her who was still huddled on the chair. She raised her right hand, and the three tails behind her appeared, and a string of characters appeared in her hand.

"Please, please stay with me for a few more days, and it will be better." Looking at the young man who held her right hand and kept begging, the little girl's heart became more and more like a pool of stagnant water. She looked at Ling Qi for a long time, and then said calmly: "Let go."

Ling Qi looked at the little strange girl in front of him, let go of the little girl's right hand, then sat on the chair opposite, looking at the ceiling, his eyes were a little out of focus, and said softly: "Do you want to listen to me about the ending of that comic?"

The little girl was a little annoyed, but looking at the calm young man in front of her, she finally nodded.

Ling Qi leaned on the chair and looked at the ceiling and recalled: "I was awake at the beginning in the hospital. I knew that this city was fake. When I met you on the street, I took you home with a teasing mood. At first, I thought that the blank things in the city were a ban set by the demon lord, but when I heard you say that the comic had no end, I suddenly remembered that this was probably just a city that was built on my memory, so the things that I didn't know were all vague, so the books in the library would be mostly blank. The ending of the comic I heard from the girl I liked when I was a student. The girl's lifespan was about to end. The boy used his memory to make a deal with the heavenly book. In the end, the girl was reborn, and the boy met the girl again in the original place. It was a perfect ending, right!"
Chapter completed!