Yan Luyi first saw the ceiling painted in cold purple.
Storage tools with a rigid shape and a strong aloof style are listed on the wall, one by one with shiny medals.
Next to it is a cabinet. The sliding door is half open to the side, so you can clearly see the contents of the cabinet.
There is no mistake that this is a women's room. Because through the glass door, you can see the clothes drying on the balcony next to it, including breast tattoos worn by women.
But there was not a single piece of clothing in the huge cabinet with the door half open next to the bed.
Some only have weapons.
Just looking inside through the half-open sliding door makes it feel like a small weapons arsenal. There are all kinds of weapons inside, with cold colors and strong murderous aura. These weapons come in all kinds of styles.
, all kinds of things, many of them so strange that she couldn’t even name them.
Yan Luyi was startled and wanted to jump up to see what was going on. But he failed.
She found that she couldn't control her body.
It’s not the same feeling as when I was injected with drugs that weakened my mobility.
This is an experience like being pressed into bed by a ghost.
Can't move.
She tried some smaller movements, such as moving her fingers or turning her head slightly.
I can't lift my fingers or turn my head.
She was pinned to the bed, unable to move at all.
Is it really a nightmare?
Yan Luyi planned to just lie down for a while and rest and watch. But then her body started to move - completely against her subjective will, her body slowly sat up.
Yan Luyi felt a sense of panic rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Consciousness seems to be separated from the body.
Creepy.
Yan Luyi was stunned. But this confusion was just a confusion of her consciousness, because at the same time, her body was still moving. After sitting up, the quilt was lifted, and she saw her arms and legs——
She wanted to scream.
Although I couldn't scream at all.
Because what she saw was definitely not her own arms and legs.
So many scars.
The criss-crossing of fair skin and toned body gives people an indescribable and unique beauty that combines sexiness, wildness, and strength.
Yan Luyi was 100% sure that this uncontrollable and completely different body was definitely not hers.
Then the owner of this body reached out and took the tattooed bra casually placed on the bedside, put it on, got out of bed, and opened a storage room built into the wall to get clothes.
The various weapons neatly stacked in the storage room also took up most of the space, and the hanging clothes were pitifully squeezed into a small corner. A set of obviously neutral-style clothes was taken out and put on
body, and then the body turned around and started walking out the door.
It wasn't until he passed by the dressing mirror standing behind the door that Yan Luyi understood who the owner of this body was.
Lu Zi.
Why does her consciousness appear in her body?
Is it just because she hibernated in that weird instrument? Or was she injected with some strange drug by the Lant Company?
Yan Luyi couldn't figure it out. The only thing she was sure of now was that she could retain her thoughts, but she couldn't control her body to make any movements, even the smallest movements.
The only thing she can do at the moment is to be a spectator and see the world through her eyes.
And she can't even control her eyes. Wherever Lubi looks, she can only follow that direction. It feels like an audience watching TV, and all the visual images they can receive have to follow the photographer.
The camera goes.
But she is more than simply a spectator.
But a mute audience.
She felt that she was in a state of complete loneliness. She wanted to speak but could not. All kinds of thoughts and emotions were running wildly in her mind, but they only turned around.
She didn't have that kind of mental perception of Lu Zi, and she couldn't be perceived. Her consciousness was purely placed in Lu Zi's body, just like being imprisoned in an isolated cage. She was heartbroken.
Screaming, but it is just a silent shouting that will never get a response.
Lu Zi walked out of her room to wash up and go to the bathroom. There were two sets of toiletries on the dressing table in the bathroom. Yan Luyi guessed that there should be two people living here.
Yan Luyi looked at the house through her eyes. It should have two bedrooms and one living room, kitchen and bathroom. In addition to sofas, tables and chairs, there were also some strange furniture that she didn't recognize and didn't know what they were used for.
Then there's tidiness.
This house feels surprisingly tidy, so tidy that it almost lacks any sparkle. Except for some necessary decorations, there are no stray items at all. Instead, there are large and small storage boxes, either black or white, without any clutter.
The color is coded in a place that is in line with the home design aesthetics, forming a simple design sense.
Lu Zi walked towards the dining table set up by the window. The table was pure black and covered with a snow-white tablecloth. On the tablecloth, two identical breakfasts were already laid out, including milk, round and round.
Omelettes drawn with a compass, multigrain pancakes with delicate patterns, and meats drizzled with sauce look very appetizing.
These dishes were placed neatly and even completely symmetrically. The early morning sunlight shone through the window, providing just the right amount of light for this meal for two. Yan Luyi had already calmed down and calmly started watching the movie.
.There is nothing else she can do anyway.
When I saw these two breakfasts, in addition to wanting to eat them, I also had the urge to take a photo and post it on WeChat.
But she felt that Lu Zi was obviously a big boss and would not do childish things like posting on WeChat Moments that little girls love to do. Then he should start eating directly? Yan Luyi couldn't help but get excited, looking forward to her lurking in Lu Zi
In Zi's mind, she can also feel the taste of food.
She silently muttered "Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat". Unexpectedly, Lu Zi actually took out her phone, took a photo, and shared it in her circle of friends - the social software on her phone was of course the same as Yan Luyi.
The usual WeChat QQ is different. But Yan Luyi thinks this should also be called Moments.
Then Lu Zi added a short number when sharing.
"426".
What does 426 mean?
A secret code used to pass messages between agents?
Then Lu Zi's finger slid down the screen casually. Yan Luyi used her eyes to look at the past historical records and saw a label for dynamic classification - "The Nth day he made breakfast."
——Yan Luyi was stunned immediately.
This seems to be the number of times her boyfriend has cooked for her in a row?
Lu Zi put her phone aside, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
Yan Luyi was very angry.
It doesn't matter that she can't taste the food at all.
She was also forced to stuff her mouth full of dog food.