Chapter 352 I Am Not Him

The gardener's urging made them panic.

He mentioned the key repeatedly.

Key, key! In such a large manor, with hundreds of rooms upstairs and downstairs, how do you find the keys?

Bai Youwei felt irritated. She thought the gardener was weird.

But when it came to doubts, she couldn't explain why for the time being.

If I have to say it...

It was probably the other person's appearance that caused her discomfort.

This gardener obviously had a European appearance, but for some reason, she felt that he looked a bit like Shen Mo.

The noses are all high and the eyes are deep...could it be that the facial features of handsome men are almost the same when you take them apart?

The gardener added: "There are hundreds of houses here. You must spread out to find them, otherwise you will not be able to find the keys before the sun goes down."

Time is indeed running out.

The women reconsidered and decided to follow the gardener's instructions and spread out to look for the keys.

Everyone thinks that in such a big place, there is little hope of finding a small key, but they have to give it a try.

Hu Ya was rummaging around in the room in a irritable mood.

Various clocks and watches were displayed in this room, each of which was comparable to the most exquisite work of art. However, she was in no mood to appreciate it and rummaged through it roughly, trying to find the door key that the gardener had mentioned.

"Did you find the key?"

At some point, the handsome gardener walked in and said to her with concern: "If you are tired, just take a rest."

Hu Ya replied irritably: "No, this place is too big. It takes a long time just to find a room. How can I find all the rooms!"

After complaining for a few words, she suddenly realized that the other party was just an NPC, so she felt ridiculous and shut up and said no more.

Unexpectedly, the gardener took over the conversation and started chatting with her.

"As long as you keep looking, you will definitely find it." He reassured her in a considerate and gentle tone, "You still have a chance to go out, but I can only stay here forever. Thinking about it this way, won't you feel better? "

Hu Ya looked up at him in surprise.

He is an NPC, so of course he cannot leave the game, but... He is just an NPC, how can he be so humane?

Probably because she looked at her for too long, the gardener smiled and said, "Please don't look at me like this. I will blush if such a lovely lady like you stares at me."

Hu Ya couldn't help but feel a little hot. No boy had ever said such compliments to her. She was really embarrassed...even though the other person was an NPC.

"What's so cute..." she murmured in a low voice, "They're all just words to coax people."

"You're telling the truth." The gardener smiled gently, "You look so serious, so cute."

Hu Ya was startled and looked at the gardener again, her expression gradually changed...

"What's wrong?" the gardener asked softly.

"No...it's nothing." Hu Ya sneered and looked away, "Actually, from just now, I felt that you look a lot like the same person..."

The gardener asked: "Really? Who does it look like?"

Hu Ya thought of the past, and while rummaging around carelessly, she replied: "Like one of my seniors, he... was very handsome, had good grades, and said similar things to you, saying that I looked very serious... "

Hu Ya stopped, looking stunned.

She was never popular with the boys in her class. The boys laughed at her, saying she was strong, fierce, loud, and her clothes were vulgar, and they would give her various nicknames.

Only the senior was gentle to her.

I don’t know how the senior is doing now...

"I see. No wonder I felt friendly when I saw you." The gardener said with a smile, "It seems to be the projection of the system."

Hu Ya was slightly stunned, looked at him and asked: "You mean... the person I think about will have an impact on you?"

"Maybe there are some." The gardener approached her and stared at her tenderly, "So I feel your longing and your pain."

Hu Ya's eyes turned red and she asked softly: "...Are you him? Senior?"

"I'm not him, but I'll help you just like him."

The gardener gently held Hu Ya's hand.

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