I Became an Anonymous Boss

Although it is very naive, she really thought so in the past... Besides, at that time, she thought that it was not strange for her to live and die, so she had no right to talk about love.

As for the status of No. [-] on the rouge list, it is also a result of various chances and coincidences... Since she is the No. Only incompleteness makes people curious, and only then can there be enthusiasm for speculation.

Looking at it now, it's not wrong to be number one on the rouge list.

Empress Daqin and Princess Zhenguo, blessed with dual identities, coupled with her peerless youth, winning the first place is more than worthy of the name, it is more than enough.

However, if you take this false name, who will you show it to?

She is already a noble body, already the pinnacle of power in this world, what she lacks is a false name?

The important thing is not the name, but who to see.

She doesn't need to exchange a false name for the favor of the world, and she doesn't need to attract the admiration and worship of thousands of people.

That is an oiran, not a princess, let alone an emperor.

All she was thinking at this moment was to follow behind this man and walk around casually while getting a little drunk.

That's it already.

No matter how much there is, it seems that she doesn't own it, and she can't get it at all.

The number one on the Rouge List looked at his back, with a shallow, sad light flowing in his eyes, like the surface of a sparkling lake.

……you are leaving.

……will you come back?

She bit her lip quietly, hiding words she couldn't ask in her heart.

There is no personal relationship between the two of them, only some tacit understanding is left, and when there is no tacit understanding left, the love will be exhausted.

She slowed down a bit, cherishing this hard-won time.

The snow on the ground is not thick.

But she subconsciously followed the footprints left by Shirataki.

This made her feel relaxed for a long time, perhaps because the secret was shared, or because she regained the feeling of being together in the past.

She doesn't like to walk side by side, but is used to following behind and being led by hand.

There may be a pure friendship between men and women, but it is difficult to have normal emotions between Shirataki and Zhao Ya. There are too many entanglements, and it has become a knot.

There are too many entanglements, too many grievances and grievances, once lived together and died together, once betrayed...

In the end, he became the most familiar stranger.

To break this barrier, friendship is not enough, love is not enough.

What is love?It is a dog, whoever bows its head first.

But who will bow their heads?

Bai Taki can't, he didn't have that kind of thought about Yazi, and being generous enough to disregard the past is already a heavy affection. The roommate who claimed to be father and son said that he was originally an intersex person after three years, but now he decided to abandon the male side and become a woman... This relationship is not clear, but those who can accept it suggest going to the hospital to see the XP system .

Even if all kinds of obstacles are thrown away, and then look at the actual problems, the first thing that bears the brunt is that his emotional debt has already reached the official debt ratio of Nihong, and he has no intention of opening another imperial school. It will take a few legs, a head and a big heart Enough points?

As for Zhao Ya, she doesn't even know it.

It's not that Zhao Ya would betray all her character for love, if she was, she wouldn't have handed out that sword in the first place.

It is impossible for her to compete with other women, she is also a person who wants to save face, and she will never humble herself and be a licking dog.

She knew that she had this regret, and it was precisely to make up for this regret that she deliberately spent two years educating Xiuyu. Various guidance and hints also gave the two of them a chance to meet, hoping that she could complete what she did not want. something that can be done.

But when you think about it normally, this is very wrong, even contradictory.

She made a move to make her younger sister green, would she like herself, and instead find a rival for herself?

With this operation, the show's scalp tingles.

From this contradiction, it can be seen how disconnected Zhao Ya's self-esteem is from her inner desire.

So, there was only silence between the two.

The slight sound of trampling on the snow.

The two walked on the snow, one in front of the other, following the same pair of footprints, with the moonlight on their shoulders.

……

The night talk on one side is over, and the night talk on the other side is in full swing.

"A mere lonely ghost dares to linger and laugh at my flat chest?"

Duan Muqin sneered twice, and raised her middle finger at the woman rubbing her nose and face in the mirror: "You are dead, why not lie down quietly? In this case, you have to cheat the corpse? Or is it an unpleasant death? , I want to have a dream, I don’t mind conveying my last thoughts to you, did you forget to burn the diary? I am good at this kind of thing.”

"I don't keep a diary, so what I write in the diary is my heart?" Yan Qixia raised her eyebrows: "Since you can talk, have I been reincarnated?"

"How do I know? I'm not interested." Duan Mujin said lightly, "It's okay, hang up first."

"I've already hung up."

"It's good to know!" Duan Mujin poked the mirror: "You are dead, and you still mock my tablet? You are already hard! It feels worse than a tablet!"

"I'm just curious, why is there such a big difference." Yan Qixia puffed up her chest, "Before I couldn't explain it clearly, so I didn't have the nerve to ask."

"You'd better hang up quickly!"

"It's already been said that I'm already dead." Yan Qixia tilted her head: "So what's the situation? I'm already dead, but I'm still alive?"

"You're already dead, probably..." Duan Mujin rubbed his fingers, "You've become a ring spirit."

"It's just a chicken who won't be killed by men, but will be killed by women?" Yan Qixia raised her eyebrows: "Are you swearing at others while you're messing around?"

"You actually know?!"

"Did you forget that I have already copied part of your C drive!" Yan Qixia was startled after finishing speaking: "No, you did it on purpose."

"Nonsense, of course I am..." Duan Mujin raised her chin: "I don't know you well, so you peeked at my profile, is it reasonable?"

"Stingy ghost, just look at the information, where did you come from without me?"

"Do you think you are my mother!"

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After a brief argument, the two were evenly matched.

Duan Mujin and Yan Qixia's bickering ability is very strong, and the yin and yang are strange to each other, and they are evenly matched in the end.

Therefore, the mood is a little more carefree.

They looked at each other through a mirror, and at the same time they began to think about the current situation.

"So, it is because your soul stayed in the ring of heaven and earth that you were able to avoid the disappearance of your soul?" Duan Mujin thoughtfully said: "But you are not a practitioner, a Qi trainer, or a ghost cultivator, but It is a pure spirit body, can it still exist like this?"

"Probably not." Yan Qixia replied: "If the time is too long, it will disappear sooner or later. I even think that at the moment of death, a considerable part of the soul has already been lost."

"It's probably your humanity that's been lost."

"Did you say something tablet?"

"Mocking my own afterlife, is this something carbon-based creatures can say?" Duan Mujin snorted coldly.

"I'm sorry, I'm already dead, I don't belong to the category of carbon-based organisms, not even living things." Yan Qixia turned her defense into an offense.

Duan Mujin resisted the intention of retorting, and had a kind of endless joy in bickering with Yan Qixia, which is really strange.

She raised her eyebrows: "You are indeed a dead ghost, and you don't have a physical body, so you must live in someone's body, because I am the one who wears the ring, so you can talk to me."

Yan Qixia snapped her fingers: "Yes, I also think so. If it is someone else, not to mention the degree of fit of the physical body, there is a difference in the quality of the soul. Someone who is too strong will easily crush my broken body. Soul, people who are too weak may be affected by me, just like water and oil mixed together, it will naturally become mottled, after all, the texture is different."

"But I'm different." Duan Mujin whispered: "Our souls are from the same source."

"To be exact, your soul comes from me..." Yan Qixia wondered, "Then why is there this mirror?"

"Who knows?" Duan Muqin shook his head and said, "Even if the souls are of the same origin, it doesn't mean that the consciousness between you and me must communicate. This is probably a protective mechanism to prevent you and me from merging into the same person."

"Is it like two colors of water?" Yan Qixia said thoughtfully, "Then let's keep the mirror."

"Agreed." Duan Mujin nodded, "I don't want to be you."

"Do you think I want to be you?" Yan Qixia crossed her arms and said, "After becoming you, how far will I go?"

"No matter how big the difference is, of course you want to be me, because you...don't have a physical body at all." Duan Mujin raised the corners of her lips: "Are you envious? This fresh and young body?"

Yan Qixia squinted her eyes, looked at Duan Mujin, and said softly: "...you are so coquettish."

"No... I personally think I'm from the pure school." Duan Mujin said seriously, "I'm a beauty of the Bingshan type."

"You're from the volcanic system. It's cold outside and hot inside. Maybe it will erupt. I copied a lot of learning materials from you..."

"Well, I study life sciences and drug production, so of course I'm interested in reproduction." Duan Mujin disagrees: "It's all happened so many years ago, and I was ignorant when I was young..."

"You make it up again? Mingming has been studying posture issues every day recently." Yan Qixia mercilessly pointed out.

"How much have you peeked at?" Duan Mujin asked with blushing cheeks and staring eyes.

"Not much, just a little bit." Yan Qixia grasped her pain point and said jokingly: "Your physical strength is not good, if you don't care about the adjustment of your posture, you will easily lose your physical strength. You need to adjust your posture and bring it to both parties to enjoy. , There are too few postures that meet this requirement... Even if some results are obtained from the research, it is still not good, and there is no way to satisfy the young master in your situation."

"How will you know if you don't try!" Duan Mujin turned sideways: "No matter how strong a man is, he will probably lose to a woman on the bed. Haven't you heard of a cow that is only exhausted?"

"Sir, you are not an ordinary cow, you are a bull demon king, and you are not a fertile field, but a barren field that has not been cultivated." Yan Qixia did not intend to stop when she opened her yellow accent, and continued to tease: "The aura of an innate warrior The blood is so abundant, not to mention you, even if you call all the other women, the young master will not fall with his sword, and the only one who can deal with the innate warriors is the innate warriors."

"But does she have to be strong innately? Not necessarily. Beiming Qingqiu is a rookie. I can tell at a glance. Seeing that she is so active, she may not be much stronger than Taohong. When she is about to meet honestly, she will soften in minutes. Waist, the only ones who can resist a little, besides me, are probably only Nan Xinmo and Qin Buhui, not even embroidered jade, Lan Xiangxue can probably hold on for a while with perseverance..."

"Stop." Duan Mujin hurriedly interrupted: "What you said is the same as the truth."

"Of course it's true, don't underestimate my eyesight." Yan Qixia said seriously: "I'm a professional in choosing a concubine room for the young master!"

"Concubine's room?!" Duan Mujin said in surprise, "Are you joking?"

"Well, it's normal for men to have wives and concubines in groups. Even if you don't consider the young master's moral cleanliness, if you marry the young master, I don't want to be stuck on the bed every day. Of course, I need help. "Yan Qixia continued: "Tao Hong is also very weak. Her body is too sensitive, and she is easy to be caught in her weaknesses. Young girls are like this... Nan Xinmo is too unfeminine. You don't like it. Qin Buhui is the only one who is suitable, despite her weak appearance, she has a naturally charming physique, I have been thinking about whether to trick her into being a child..."

Duan Mujin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You actually planned so many things?"

"I just have nothing to do to think about it." Yan Qixia said: "In the end, didn't the young master choose me?"

"What if he picks you?"

"Think of a way to expand and enrich the lineup of wives and concubines!" Yan Qixia raised the corners of her lips: "Can you do this?"

"...I want to monopolize it."