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The band-aids Fuxi gave are really useful.

It looks like an ordinary material, but it has an incredible softness and fit.

Although it couldn’t relieve her pain.

However, it would be good to ease her bleeding situation a little bit, so Fuxi won’t be all…

Dry and clean.

There’s no need to keep holding back.

This little thing is actually closely related to the quality of sleep, which made Nuwa amazed.

Of course, she also knows.

I slept well last night, largely due to Fuxi being by my side, the relaxed feeling of letting go of everything and taking a good rest.

That was an unprecedented sense of security.

However, the next morning, I still woke up in pain.

Nuwa covered her lower abdomen.

There was a trace of pain in the childish and charming eyebrows.

Actually, that kind of pain shouldn’t bother her, but she is very afraid of pain.

She is not afraid of being tired or dying.

Just afraid of pain.

What should I do in the morning?

The girl suddenly remembered that all the dominance was no longer in her hands.

She is a guard, she is a bodyguard, and she is completely owned by Fuxi.

There is no instruction from the man.

What should she do?

The girl looked around blankly.

In the end, they decided to stay by Lin Que’s side.

Wherever he goes, he will follow.

“You know how to cook by yourself?”

“Cook?”

The girl shook her head blankly.

It’s been a long time since she woke up. She’s used to taking out well-preserved cooked food and eating it as soon as it’s warmed up. She almost forgot the concept of cooking.

This made her feel a little inferior.

“Why do you feel inferior?”

“Cooking should be a very simple thing, but I don’t have any confidence. It’s been so long and I haven’t figured out how to use these appliances in the kitchen…I feel very incompetent.”

So I feel inferior.

Lin Que was puzzled: “If you don’t do it now, it doesn’t mean you won’t do it in the future. What is there to feel inferior about? You have the aptitude to be a strong person, so you don’t need to feel inferior about anything.”

Nuwa was stunned: “Has Fuxi never felt inferior?”

Immediately she understood: “The doctor said that Fuxi is a very intelligent and all-round genius, so of course there is no need to feel inferior.”

Lin Que thought about it seriously.

I really want to say that I feel inferior… In fact, there are some.

In high school, his parents died and his family situation plummeted—and that era was actually the era of the young Mu Ai. Which adolescent boy did not have a favorite girl in his heart?

He also had a crush on a female classmate in his class.

But because of his family background, he didn’t dare to confess his love at all.

Because of inferiority complex.

But that was just a momentary emotion.

Looking back on these past events as an adult, it is more of a kind of indifferent nostalgia. Who would really feel that they are not good enough?

“I used to feel inferior. You have to know that there is no perfect person in this world.”

A genius is like Alice, and a perfection is like Lily.

They all have their own strengths and weaknesses.

Even Miss Chu, who is from a wealthy family and has a heart, often says things like “I can’t do anything”?

“However, there is no need to feel inferior.”

The girl couldn’t understand, and said: “The doctor said that a person without a sense of inferiority is the most shameless rotten person!”

Lin Que was extremely annoyed.

He really wanted to hit her on the head with a spatula: “My menstruation is not as bright as yours, so do I also feel inferior?”

“Ah this…”

“I said, what are you still doing here?”

She puffed out her very promising little chest: “I want to cook for you, I’m sure I can learn it!”

“Get out of Ke!!”

Lin Que held the spatula and blackened his face: “Get out, don’t make trouble here!”

She was kicked out.

I found out that I really don’t know how to cook.

So there was a little bit of shyness and frustration.

“Little ancestor, I want to learn how to cook.”

The Book of Heluo is yawning: “come-on! You will blow up the kitchen.””Really?”

“Really, I suggest you play on the side.”

The girl felt even more ashamed.

After eating, she volunteered to take charge of cleaning up the dishes, and after finishing everything, she stood beside Lin Que like a personal guard: “Fuxi, what shall we do next?”

Lin Que gave her a blank look: “Play.”

Play?

Although I don’t understand.

But she still obeyed the order obediently.

It’s just that she doesn’t usually have many hobbies. Playing with mud will definitely make her body dirty, and she will inevitably be scolded by Fuxi – she can see that her man is a bit fierce.

Except for playing in the mud…

Then there is only swinging.

On the grass behind the refuge, there is a relatively short crooked-neck tree.

It is about 50 meters high and more than 10 meters in diameter.

From the point of view of modern people, it is a towering giant tree, but it is considered dwarf in this era.

There is a swing hanging on the crooked neck tree.

This is one of her most proud works.

Nuwa just sat obediently on the swing, her feet dangling in the air, and her two little feet gently rubbed against each other… She found that after she relaxed, she felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

There was a strange kind of exhaustion.

After the taut string is loosened, it will inevitably become slack.

The same is true of her nerves, she sat on the swing and swayed, not wanting to move at all.

Physical fatigue is easily relieved.

But mental exhaustion is like a chronic poison.

To gnaw her heart into an empty shell bit by bit…

Lin Que came to look for her, helped her gently push the crude swing, stared at the crooked neck tree and couldn’t help but think of Emperor Chongzhen.

“This is the swing you like?”

Nuwa swayed gently on the swing.

“Well, I did it.”

Then she added: “My little ancestor said that my craftsmanship is very poor and I can only make do with it.”

Very bad?

The evaluation criteria for the Book of Heluo are probably based on the standards of international craftsmen!

Lin Que waved his hand.

“That little red guy is talking nonsense! This is great!”

Nuwa lowered her head in shame.

There is a trace of joyful warmth in the eyes, it is the joy of being praised, it looks very cute.

Her facial features are so beautiful.

The beauty is as if the most brilliant character designer made it out of 3D modeling.

It’s so amazing that it doesn’t look like a real human being.

It was only when Lin Que stared into those bright eyes that Lin Que truly confirmed that it was a human being.

rather than 3D modeling.

Nuwa’s eyes are not as bright as Lin Wanqiu’s.

It’s like autumn water, like the sky.

Looking into her eyes, Lin Que subconsciously recalled the sky.

There is no trace of mist, and it is spotless.

It’s very clean and transparent, and you can clearly see yourself in your eyes.

Facing such eyes, even Lin Que, an old rascal, was too embarrassed to say obscene words to her.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

This is a famous saying that everyone knows.

“It’s raining heavily, let’s go in.”

“Um.”

The two held hands and returned to the shelter.

The door of the refuge was not completely closed.

The sound of the rain became louder and louder, but the voice of their conversation became softer and softer. The two people hugging each other felt more and more warm.

“What don’t you want in the future?”

Lin Que thought about the numbers he saw in the dormant cabin last night, and organized his words while feeling distressed.

“What I mean is, don’t be so…pretentious.”

She can actually lie back in the dormant cabin.

You can completely wait to find her by yourself.

But she didn’t.

It’s not that I can’t sleep, nor can I stay idle.

Rather, she felt that since she was awake, she should do something for human civilization.

——Although she actually doesn’t understand anything.

“Do you think I’m trying to be brave?”

The girl frowned slightly, but said nothing more.

The reason why she persisted until now is because she felt that it was her own responsibility.

The heat from the stove is constantly dispelling the chill.

I don’t know why.

This time, they were silent for a long time.

Lin Que stared at her expressionless face, and suddenly said: “If you are tired, take a good rest, there is no need to be so anxious about many things.”

She looks normal.

In fact, I was really tired and exhausted.

The twelve-year-old childhood in pre-civilization does not count.

Just from waking up after 40,000 years to now… a full 70,000 days and nights have passed.

…Two hundred years! !

Even a yang god like him only has a lifespan of 300 years.

Once the deadline is reached, one will face the ultimate test of twilight thinking and the five declines of heaven and man.

That’s the ephemeral species of human beings.

It is the only way to transition to the longevity species!

Let alone her?

In addition, life in the primitive era was boring and single.

In theory, a hundred years is her limit.

But Nu Wa lasted for a full two hundred years!

Lin Que pityed and felt distressed.

“Don’t you feel tired?”

Tired?

Actually very tired.

It started with the successful fusion of the phoenix gene.

Nu Wa carried the hope of countless people in the pre-civilization.

The four words of human civilization are on her immature shoulders, how can she not be tired?

The girl lowered her head and said softly, “I’m very tired and I can’t do anything about it. Someone must do these things.”

“You can continue to sleep and wait for me to find you.”

“Then what if you can’t find me.”

“How could it be impossible to find…””What if something happens to you?”

Lin Que said with a straight face, “There is no such thing as an eventuality.”

He probably understood Nuwa’s thinking – she thought very seriously, taking the bad situation into consideration, in case something happened to Vault No. 1, she was the last hope of the former civilization.

She can continue to sleep deeply in the hibernation cabin.

But what if Fuxi didn’t come to look for her, what if she accidentally overslept, what if the new human died in the harsh environment…

The Tinder plan will become a joke.

And she, there is no need to continue to exist.

Lin Que looked at her serious and aggrieved appearance, and felt more pity in his heart.

She is different from herself.

I am a person from another world, so I don’t need to care about the life and death of new humans in this world.

But she can’t, she has to move forward with the entire pre-civilization on her back.

How hard it is.

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How tired.

She was really aggrieved to be said to be bragging after working so hard.

He stroked the girl’s head and comforted him, “Don’t be wronged, leave the rest to me.”

I’m really worried about this fool.

Her mental strength couldn’t last at all, but she managed to survive with a moving tenacity.

This has nothing to do with strength.

It only has to do with character – because she is so naive.

So cute.

In order to divert this topic, Lin Que began to think of some topics that could relieve boredom: “Is there anything interesting here… No, I should ask, besides swings, what else do you like to do?”

Nuwa thought for a while, and said seriously, “Write a diary.”

“Oh, that’s a good hobby, show me—”

His voice fell.

There was a flicker of fragrant wind around her.

Nuwa stood up and said blankly: “Actually, writing a diary is not my hobby, and I never write a diary.”

“?”

With that said, she took another step closer to the desk, thinking she was hiding.

“…”

Lin Que opened his mouth wide.

Watching her “cautiously” move closer to the desk.

One small step, one small step, she really seemed to think that he didn’t notice her small movements…

what happened?

This guy doesn’t even think that his behavior of trying to cover up is really naive enough.

Once again “cautious” and “cautious” move.

Under Lin Que’s strange eyes.

She came to the desk cautiously.

Then…

Stretched out his hand!

I want to get a certain diary on the table.

But her speed was too slow, and Lin Que shamelessly used lightness kung fu.

The speed is extremely fast.

It’s like running thunder and lightning.

At this time, there is no intention of feeling sorry for the beauty.

With a move of Xinyi Liuhequan, the yellow dog pissed and kicked her aside, followed by Xingyiquan’s tiger-shaped tiger claws, and snatched the diary she cared about very much with a snap.

As expected, it was written in the girl’s graceful handwriting.

“do not look!”

“I want to see it!”

Lin Que smiled and turned to the first page.

Then he regretted it…

The first sentence at the beginning made his expression gradually freeze.

“Ah! Fuxi! My future prince, a man as perfect as a god, how long are you going to sleep…”

“Fuck!”

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There are four more!

Ciri! Give me strength!

I can! .