2072 The Real World 1

On the day Xie Shiming was questioned, Bei Yutang left the plane world.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task, the satisfaction of the task is 100, and you will get 150 points. The remaining available points of the host are 2093 points. 】

Bei Yutang opened her eyes, and the sun was shining brightly outside.

As soon as she got up from the bed, her feet fell, her body softened, and she fell back onto the bed.

How is this going? !

Why does her body feel weak.

"Ming, what's wrong with my body?" Bei Yutang asked in a deep voice.

She always had a bad feeling.

[Host, please wait a moment. 】

After a few breaths, Ming's voice sounded again.

[The current weakness of the host is normal. 】

"How can weakness be normal?"

[The system has started to clean up bugs, so the host will feel uncomfortable. 】

"What? Start cleaning up now? Didn't you say half a month later?" There was a hint of urgency in Bei Yutang's voice.

[After half a month is a general concept of time. The host is fortunate to be the first batch of candidates to correct the bug, and eliminating the bug as soon as possible will benefit the host without any harm. 】

Bei Yutang never talked to him again, she was worried that once the restoration started, her memory, about his memory, would really be cleaned up.

She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare, for fear of self-defeating.

When Bei Yutang left the house, she saw Daixiang sitting in the courtyard doing embroidery. Bei Yutang walked past her, but she didn't hear her.

When walking to the study, Xiao Mo'er, who was reading a book, heard the movement and thought it was Dai Xiang, "Put the tea and snacks aside."

Little Mo'er was suspicious, but she didn't hear Daixiang's response, she looked up and saw Yutang standing in front of him.

The little guy's eyes suddenly lit up, and a soft and glutinous voice sounded, "Mother."

He put down the pen and hurried to her side, his chubby little hands spread out and hugged her legs.

"Mother woke up earlier than usual this time. Did your mother's illness get better?" Xiao Mo'er raised her little head and blinked her dark and bright eyes as she looked at her.

"Maybe." Bei Yutang replied vaguely, not wanting to disappoint the little guy.

Little Moer was very happy.

"You continue to read, mother has to do things." Yutang touched the little guy's head.

"it is good."

He obediently went back to reading.

Bei Yutang spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to record the stories about him and her in his mind one by one. Every time he recorded a world, Bei Yutang would draw a portrait of Dan Qing that belonged to him.

Seeing that her mother was still concentrating on writing, Xiao Mo'er didn't dare to go up to disturb her, but as the sky darkened, her mother still focused on what she was doing.

Dai Xiang, who was embroidering outside, made dinner. She had not seen the little master come out for a long time, so she went to the study. As soon as she came in, before opening her mouth, she saw the little master making a mute gesture towards her.

Daixiang looked at the people in the room in surprise, wondering in her heart, she didn't know when Sister Mu woke up.

Daixiang stood aside and waited with the little master.

They waited for a long time, and there was no sign of her stopping.

"Little Master, do you want to..." Daixiang looked at Xiao Mo'er.

The boy Mo glanced at the already dark sky outside, got down from the chair, walked to Bei Yutang's side, and whispered, "Mother, it's getting dark, it's time to rest."

Perhaps because she was too focused, Bei Yutang didn't hear it, and was still describing it there.