I will never give in to Miss Death

In less than ten minutes, Philo took me from the Central District to the Nannagi District, and arrived above the Xingxing Garden Community. Then, like a meteor, we swooped down towards the three buildings in the community.

At this time, there was basically no one downstairs in the community.

Not to mention people, because almost all the people living in this community are elderly. As soon as it's past ten o'clock, the lights in the buildings here will be turned off one after another. Usually, by around half past ten, only Elodie's rental house is left.

"rest early."

Carefully placing me on the lawn outside the stairs, Filo shook his head and said, "Grow up quickly so that you can unlock more poses with Momo."

"Unlock more poses what the hell!"

I put my hands on my hips and said, "You long-lived people are all so lustful!"

"Hahaha, what I mean is that you can't suppress Xiaomo's real body at all now, so she uses her clone to deal with you."

Filo flew high into the sky again: "If it was Xiaomo's real body, your small body would not be able to handle it in a few days, so we hope you can grow up as soon as possible."

"you……"

"Don't tell Xiaomo that I said that, little one."

Under the moonlight, Filo flapped his dragon wings quickly, flew into the night sky with a "whoosh" sound, and flew towards the central area.

Perhaps startled by the sound of flapping wings, several residents in the surrounding area turned on their lights, and several grandfathers and grandmothers poked their heads out of the windows.

"Why did I hear the sound of a big bird just now?"

"Did you hear that, too? Was it the eagle or what?"

"What a loud noise. Is it some kind of raptor? In a coastal area like ours... is it a sea eagle?"

I quickly used my key card to unlock the security of the building and entered the elevator.

That guy Philo is too careless.

If she does this every time she goes out, the thirteenth "urban legend" will probably emerge in Kamihama City in a few days, which is "a succubus girl with evil black wings looks for otakus who are depressed because of work under the night sky and sucks their essence."

Because of Filo's image... black hair, black wings, and a pair of black dragon horns on his head, if you don't look carefully, you might really mistake her for a succubus from hell.

All that's missing is a devilish pointed tail.

"..."

When I got to the top floor, I took out my cell phone and checked the time. It was eleven twenty.

I'll post a chapter of the novel I've saved, then read everyone's comments and responses, chat with my group friends, and then go take a shower and rest.

The door of the rental house opened with a "click". Because Xiaomo was not at home, only a small light in the entrance hall on the first floor was on. No lights were on in the hall and on both sides of the corridor, making the whole house feel a little cold and deserted.

I turned my gaze towards the staircase next to me that led to the second floor.

Like the first floor, there was only one hanging lamp on the open space on the second floor. The incandescent lamps in Elodi's room and the ceiling of the corridor were turned off. Only the faint light of the bedside lamp could be vaguely seen under the door of Lan Jiajia's room.

Well... Lan Jiajia should have finished her shower and gone to bed at this time. I don’t know if she’s asleep or not. I should be a little more gentle.

I took off my round-toed shoes and socks and put on the pink and white rabbit slippers that Xiaomo had bought online. I first went to a small table in the corner of the living room, used the backlight of my mobile phone to illuminate the turtles in the fish tank, and then looked at the feed box next to it.

It seems that all the feed has been eaten.

I added some feed to the bathtub, took a kettle next to it, and filled it with water from the faucet on the balcony. I admired the bright moonlight outside for a while and started watering the flowers on the balcony.

As far as I can remember, this seemed to be Xiaomo’s first time staying out all night.

After watering the flowers and plants on the balcony, I refilled the kettle, returned to the living room, and carefully watered the soil in the flowerpots until it was “a little moist but not soaking the roots.”

This is what Xiaomo taught me before. Indoor flowers are different from outdoor flowers. Outdoor flowers are exposed to wind and sun every day, and the water rotation speed of the soil is very fast. If you water them today, they will dry up quickly under the sun tomorrow. However, indoor flower pots are different. The sunlight here is not that strong. If you water them every day and water the soil thoroughly, the water under the flower pots will not be able to disperse. The roots of the plants will be soaked in water all the time, and they will rot and then die.

This kind of death is extremely fatal and usually cannot be saved. It is also the most common mistake made by many novice flower growers.

Most plants have a self-protection mechanism against water shortage. If the land is very dry, the leaves of many plants will appear wrinkled. At this time, if there is no water to moisten the land, they will continue to reduce the moisture in the leaves and branches. There will be no big problems with the roots. As long as they are watered again, the whole plant will come back to life.

But "root rot" is different. Root rot starts from the roots of the plant. There are too many blisters and part of the roots rot. There is nothing wrong with the appearance of the plant. Only when the entire root of the plant is rotten by blisters and cannot perform its due water-absorbing function, it begins to lose leaves and then rots from the bottom. There is basically no way to rescue it.

So, for indoor plants...it is better to let them lack water than to water them too heavily. For most flowers, it is enough to just slightly soak the soil.

"Um……"

After watering the soil of almost all the flowers in the room, I put the kettle away, opened the door of my room and turned on the light.

Maybe it’s because Xiaomo is gone, I feel like the room is a little... too quiet.

"Ah... Xiaomo is not here tonight."

I fell on the small bed with a "thump". I grabbed the bed sheet with the little succubus printed on it that Xiaomo bought and rolled around on the bed.

Three circles to the left, three circles to the right...whoosh whoosh whoosh.

So comfortable.

In the past, when I was in a good mood or got my salary, I loved to roll around in my quilt when I was alone at home.

Although it may seem stupid, you are in your own home and no one can see you, so you should do whatever makes you feel comfortable.

Do it again, three circles to the left, three circles to the right...the noise is over!

Sitting up again, I walked to the computer, pressed the power button, and sat down on the computer chair.

Well...if Gabriel works in a coffee shop in the future, she can save money to buy a computer. As for me, if I want to play that new game well, I must definitely replace this set of peripherals.

In fact, I have wanted to change it for a long time, such as the keyboard I use to type every day and the monitor, which is the most important computer peripheral.

A better monitor with realistic colors and a high refresh rate is of great help in e-sports. Generally, if you ask online about FPS-type competitive games, it is recommended to start at 144hz. If conditions permit, you can go up to 240hz, and the screen size should be 24 to 27 inches, so that both eyes can take in the entire picture.

I don't need a monitor with a very high refresh rate, and I heard that "Age of Aquarius" is not an e-sports game, so I'll just plan on the most basic 144hz. As for the screen size, since I usually write novels, you can consider a larger one, such as 32 inches?

In this case, the budget will be more than 2000 yuan. If the resolution is 4K, then the budget will be 5000 yuan. This... is a bit stressful.

Let’s buy Xiaomo a board first.

In any case, Xiaomo has helped me so much. It was necessary for me to buy her a drawing tablet so that she can draw whatever she wants, save it on the computer, and view it on the computer or mobile phone at any time.

With all kinds of random thoughts in my mind, I turned on the computer, casually opened a drawer next to it, and took out Xiaomo's "little notebook" from it.

Just flipping through it, you will see many "Yin Nuoer".

Nuoer rolling around on the bed, Nuoer unconscious on the bed, Nuoer who just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and was meticulous...

By the way, I have to do my own laundry after I take a shower. Xiaomo is not at home today.

After taking a shower, I don’t have to worry about someone popping up to tickle me at any time, and because Lan Jiajia is already asleep, I don’t need to put on clothes when I come out of the bathroom. I can go directly to the room wearing a bath towel.

Also, there is no one to share with when looking at the phone while sleeping.

"..."

Why do I feel like I'm already feeling uncomfortable even though Xiaomo has only been away for one day?

Wasn't I always alone when I lived in that small apartment?

Eat alone, bathe alone, and sleep alone.

Even if I see something interesting on my phone, I just smile foolishly to myself. It seems like it doesn’t matter if I don’t share it with anyone?

As I thought about this, the computer system desktop appeared on the old monitor.

I opened the browser, skillfully logged into my author account, and came to the author backend.

[From the QQ group, is the author the loli who cosplays Nashida? 】

[That shouldn’t be the case. They are just advertising. The author is obviously a man.]

Because Cai Jingtong and others took a picture of me wearing a Cosplay uniform during the day and posted it online, which helped promote the book, there were a lot of messy comments in the comment section.

[Nashida, hehe... your feet are so small and so fragrant...]

[I have killed the Wuxiang Grass 20 times today, but it still refuses to admit that it is a great sage. What should I do? ]

[Is this book about transforming into a yuri? Why is it all about daily life? ]

In the past, the appearance of a large number of new comments in the novel comment section would be a very happy thing for me, but at this moment my attention was not on this at all.

——It shouldn’t be dangerous for Xiaomo to go back to the other world alone, right?

[This kind of daily book is too boring. I still prefer the type where the characters pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. I’ll skip it.]

——What did she mean by taking that set of clothes to bless the elves?

[Is the author a bit lame? There is no main plot? It's all daily life? ]

——By this time, Xiaomo should have returned to the other world, right? Is she talking to the dragons or asking for leave from the Archangel Gabriel?

[This website is amazing. They dare to sign a book that has no exciting or exciting points at all.]

——Xiaomo is also the type who doesn’t need to rest, but she doesn’t play outside every night like Filo and the others. Instead, she chooses to sleep with me…

[The book is good, please subscribe to it]

"what……"

After staring at the "comment section" and "complaints" on the screen for five full minutes and realizing that I didn't remember anything, I simply closed the webpage and stood up from the computer chair.

"No more watching, go to sleep!"

"..."

……

No. 262 She is the sun, I am the moon

This is a dense forest.

It may be a bit inaccurate to say that it is "dense", because the scale of this forest and the types and heights of trees are far beyond my personal understanding.

The crowns of the towering trees are as far as the eye can see, and branches extend in all directions from the thick trunks without completely blocking the sunlight from the sky, making this forest as bright and elegant as the most holy heaven.

On these huge tree trunks are emerald green vines and leaves.

The sunlight slanted through the gaps between the branches and buds, projecting onto these huge leaves, leaving mottled light.

Several unknown birds landed on branches high in the tree canopy, causing the branches and leaves under their feet to shake slightly.

A few crystal dewdrops dripped from the leaves, fell on the leaves below, rolled down, and finally merged with the small pool of water under the big tree.

"Is this... a dream?"

At this moment, I am like a little bird in the woods, or a cloud, floating lightly in the center of this big forest, and I can clearly see the beautiful scenery around me.

Emerald green tree canopies, bright and warm sunshine, and fresh air.

Faintly, I could hear a ethereal singing voice around me——

“La la la, la la la la la…”

"The sun has gone, the moon has gone, and half a quarter has woven a vicissitude..."

"Under the starry sky of purple orchid, you weep for the faith you have worshipped for a thousand years, and the flames soak the golden hem of your skirt."

"Momo, come, let me take you home."

"Those beautiful ideals that were once promised, expected, not seen, and not remembered, withered away with our footsteps in pain, and the rest of our lives will be spent on the road..."

"Because the road is as long as a lifetime..."

"Come, let me take you home."

“La la la, la la la la…”

The singing seemed to be coming from the sky thousands of miles away, yet it also seemed to be right next to my ears, like an elf in a dream whispering at the bedside.

Floating in the middle of the forest, I was heading towards the depths of the jungle ahead, feeling curious and confused.

The ethereal singing still lingers in the woods——

"Pandora is a wicked witch who understands the most vulnerable desires of human beings."

"The fairies who dream sweet dreams, they put their hopes at the bottom of the box..."

Bathed in this wonderful singing, I went deeper and deeper into the jungle ahead.

As the sun's rays gradually became dimmer, more and more small animals and plant fruits emitting faint light appeared around.

Moreover, the deeper we went into the forest, the more ethereal the song became. Finally, it seemed to gradually disappear, and was replaced by a language that was somewhat strange but also familiar to me.

"Palatresia, I hope you can find your long-cherished wish."