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About your subordinate working part-time at a maid cafe * "I have a question to ask," said Madeleine. "Please." Ye Zhiliu said. - Madelan looked at Ye Mailiu. Ye Mailiu looked at Madelan. Madelan looked at Ye Mailiu. He considered his words and spoke cautiously: - "Did Shi Huaiya deduct your salary?" - The most unfair episode of Shi Huaiya. - There was a suspicious air leaking sound behind him, and Ye Zhiliu didn't even have to look back to know that it was a few bad friends who almost stopped. He tried hard to maintain a docile smile and said, "That's not the case." "Then you..." "I came here voluntarily to work." Ye Zhiliu interrupted Madelan's questioning with a gentle and sweet tone that even made him feel chilled. He glanced behind him, grabbed Aifu who had no time to escape, pressed his shoulders, and protected the little young man in front of him. Aifu: "?" "Look," Ye Zhiliu said sweetly, "This is my friend. I came with him." - Madeleine looked at Aifu. Aifu looked at Madeleine. - Aifu: "... That's right." - It's not that Alfo was wronged. After all, the reason why he, Garcia, and Avilan appeared in this maid cafe was because Alfo needed to collect materials. It's not enough for this person to work for himself, he has to drag them into the water, which is why the four of them are now wearing maid outfits with ruffles. The person who suits this outfit best is actually Aifu himself. A child's figure has the advantages of a child's figure. In addition, Aifu has a face that is underage. The boy's face only needs a little modification to reveal a soft and cute look. He was still a little excited when he changed his clothes. He turned the hem of his skirt in a half circle and announced happily: "I want to wear this to Duer." - Ye Maliu: "..." That's fine. - Ye Mailiu himself didn't feel anything. Although he was reluctant in every way before putting the skirt on, he felt fine once he put it on. There was no legendary feeling of "cold thighs". After all, the petticoat was quite thick. Fortunately, the air conditioning in the store was fully turned on, otherwise he would have been sweating. His strength is not small, but there are no visible muscles. His figure is on the slender side, and the sense of inconsistency is not that strong. The clerk who helped him apply makeup kept praising his face and skin, and Ye Zhiliu almost suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to twitch. This is a kind compliment... But it feels a bit weird... The young man in the mirror has soft and thin lines, and the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes is somewhat dissipated by the makeup, and he looks a little well-behaved. He sighed and straightened out the wrinkles on his skirt. - "…Garcia. Put down your sketchbook." Garcia whistled nonchalantly. - Garcia... Garcia is a honey cake. Ye Mailiu swore to God that he didn't mean it, but this description was really apt. The feather earring he often wore was taken off and replaced with a shiny golden zircon earring in the shape of a cat. The honey-skinned young man held the sketchbook with a calm expression and looked indifferent. "Why did you replace it?" "It's not in line with the tone of the coffee shop." Garcia tilted his head slightly and held his earlobe with his fingertips so that Ye Mailiu could see clearly. "It's a bit light, but I can get used to it." "It's quite pretty." Ye Zhiliu commented. "Then take a second look and return it to others after it's over." - Aifu: "..." Is this what roommates are like? Anyway, he and Avilan are not like this. - After the three of them had finished changing, Avilan still hadn't come out of the changing room - this person was obviously the first one to go in. "He fell asleep?" Garcia said, biting into a chestnut cookie that came as an employee benefit. "It shouldn't be..." Aifu was a little worried, wishing he could lift the curtain and take a look inside to confirm the survival status of his roommate. "There's probably something else going on." Ye Zhiliu comforted Ai Fu, "I'll go ask." Just as he was about to walk to the changing room, the curtain opened with a "swipe". Avilan flipped up his hair and wig, and stepped forward with his long legs in a majestic manner. He didn't look like he was wearing a sweet maid outfit, but as if he was going to the battlefield. Ye Zhiliu was dumbfounded. He looked at Avilan's thighs and then at his proud expression: "You..." Avilan raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?" ... Not only did you wear a wig in a serious manner, but you also shaved your legs! ? He couldn't help holding his forehead and sighing: "I finally understand why you are so slow..." "You are too perfunctory!" Avilan put his hands on his hips and accused righteously, seeming to have entered the state, "Don't you guys shave your legs?" - Ye·Renwai·Maeliu: "..." Jia·Mimic·Xia: "..." AI·Androgen is not strong enough·Fu: "..." - Well, the main thing is that I don't have this trouble. - Avilan took a moment to accept the fact that he was the only one who needed to shave his legs. In the meantime, others have been put on the job. Garcia is a nimble person who is responsible for serving food, Aifu, who is good at shorthand, is responsible for taking orders. As for Ye Mailiu, because he is so good-looking, he was installed as a sign at the entrance of the store. Ye Mailiu: "...?" Wait, is this right? Although I was prepared to be recognized when I agreed to work here, is this right? But now that it was over, Ye Mailiu could only sigh, took the tray as a prop, and stood at the door of the store resignedly. - ... I hope no acquaintances will come. - ... No, don't raise the flag! - But once the flag is up, it will fall down. The moment the familiar black trench coat flashed past his eyes, Ye Zhiliu closed his eyes peacefully. Saul Madeleine walked over. Saul Madeleine came back. He looked at the young man with black hair and purple eyes standing at the door of the store, then at the sign of the cafe, and finally carefully looked at the cute black and white skirt on the young man, showing a hesitant expression of "Am I not keeping up with the times?" Ye Zhiliu silently raised the tray in his hand, covering the lower half of his face. Madeleine: "..." What is the difference between this and hiding one's ears and stealing the bell? - Then it was like the beginning, Ye Maoliu shyly (not very shy) invited his boss to come in and sit down. Madelan followed Ye Mailiu in with her brain shut down, only to realize that she seemed a bit out of place sitting here. Madeleine was on pins and needles. Ye Zhiliu pressed the ballpoint pen nonchalantly: "You're here, do you want something to eat?" There seemed to be some kind of magic spell in these words, which pushed Madeleine back to her seat. He looked at the menu thoughtfully for a moment and asked, "What is this add-on, I mean, 'delicious magic'?" "Would you like one?" "I..." "Would you like one?" Ye Mailiu repeated sweetly. - Avilan is squeezing ketchup onto omurice. Avilan is overcrowded. Avilan stood at the table with a bright smile and began to compare notes. "The magic of deliciousness☆The aroma☆Let's make the omurice even more delicious☆" - ... Madeleine was on pins and needles. - He finished the meal in a few seconds, paid the bill, and before leaving, he didn't forget to raise his salary with Ye Zhiliu, and then fled in a hurry. Watching Madeleine walk away, Garcia sighed: "I have long said that you should serve him." Ye Zhiliu didn't even raise his head: "If you didn't name someone, it would have been random. And it would be embarrassing if I went." Garcia was a little surprised: "Do you still know how to be embarrassed?" "I mean dad. Do you think he feels guilty for oppressing his innocent subordinates?" That's true. - Ye Mailiu looked at Carter. Carter... Carter didn't look at Ye Maliu. He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. Ye Zhiliu had never seen this guy smile so exaggeratedly. "How did you find this place?" Ye Zhiliu said calmly. "Because, because... Hahaha..." Carter was lying on the table laughing so hard that he couldn't speak, so he simply put his phone in front of Ye Maoliu's eyes. Three friends appeared out of nowhere, and the four of them crowded around and looked at the small mobile phone screen together. "I found a cafe with a super cute male maid!" It read like this, and below the bold and black title, there was attached a photo of Ye Mailiu standing at the door with a tray in hand. To be honest, the photo is actually very nice: the young man's smooth and slender legs are wrapped in white stockings, with a little soft flesh protruding from the edges; looking up, he can see the fluffy skirt, with white ruffles draped on the same white thighs, which is very eye-catching. ; The apron ties were tied into a beautiful and perfect bow behind him, outlining his slender waistline; finally, there was the face, the tray covered the lower half of his face, only half of the profile was exposed, and the slender eyelashes covered half of the twilight purple eyes, which made people think. He also thoughtfully mosaicd the face of Madeleine, who stood in front of him with a tall and contrasting figure. Although I only took a little bit of it originally. "Wow..." Aifu murmured, "Wow." Ye Maliu: "..." It fully demonstrates the lust of the person taking the photo. I said, why is there a sudden surge in customers? ! Ye Mailiu looked darkly at Carter, who was smiling like a puddle of fox cake on the table, and suddenly had a good idea. He grabbed Carter's collar and pulled him up from the table. He bent down on the table and gently approached Carter's face. Carter: "... Kid?" "Look at you smiling so happily..." Ye Zhiliu smiled extremely kindly, "Why don't you wear it too." Carter: "... Huh?" That's why there is a beautiful maid with blond hair and green eyes in the store. - Thanks to Carter's charming appearance and good figure, Ye Zhiliu was able to escape from the situation of being a fake sign. He waved to Carter at the door in a good mood, but unfortunately Carter looked very relaxed and content. Presumably at least one of his countless clones had experienced such a thing. Garcia is still sneaking chestnut cookies. Ye Zhiliu went over and took a piece: "Is this delicious?" "It's okay." Garcia said fairly and impartially. "The sweetness is a bit low, but it's quite fragrant." Ye Mailiu bit it down. As Garcia said, compared to other American desserts, this cookie tastes like a sugar-free version, but it is just right for his taste buds. The aroma of chestnuts and butter blended just right, making it one of the rare snacks that was more to his liking. Ye Zhiliu chewed and swallowed the biscuit in his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, Garcia stuffed another piece in his mouth. He looked at his roommate with a question mark on his face and saw Garcia seem to smile. "Do you like it?" "... Huh? Yeah." - The guests staring at the seating corner screamed silently. There is actually a welfare link, this life is worth it... - Fin.

"Ye Maliu Center" is the place of peace of mind (Part 2) It's too long and can only be distributed up and down! Happy 76th to everyone www - "Ding the bell". Ye Mailiu opened the door, and Garcia, dressed in casual clothes, leisurely showed him a dozen beers in his hand: "Happy birthday. Shouldn't I be late?" "On the contrary, you are the first one." Ye Zhiliu laughed, hugged him hard, and directed his friend to put the beer next to the dining table - he went to the flea market two days ago to find a large and strong wooden long table that could accommodate more than ten people dining at the same time. He only hoped that it would be filled with people today. He happened to be walking with Sol that day, and it was the first time he knew that his father had such astonishing bargaining skills. Garcia put down the beer, walked around the living room, and touched his chin: "Is this your aesthetic?" Ye Mailiu: "... What do you have in mind, great artist?" Garcia waved his hand: "No. It's quite cute, isn't it." Ye Zhiliu was sure that he saw this man secretly curling up his lips, but he decided not to argue with anyone today... Well, try not to. He dragged Garcia around his new home, happily showing off the apartment, which was much larger than it looked: living room, dining room, kitchen, master bedroom (with walk-in closet), guest bedroom, basement storage room, entertainment room, and even separate bathrooms. Garcia was amazed: "How did you rent such a good house? Aren't you going back to the University of Michigan after only staying in London for a year?" He was still waiting for his roommate to come home. Ye Zhiliu smiled proudly, like a cat with its tail raised: "This is the dormitory of the Adjudication Bureau assigned to me by my father." Garcia was greatly shocked and looked at Ye Ziliu up and down: "Did you sell yourself to the adjudication bureau?" Ye Zhiliu said nothing and just smiled proudly. "... He really dotes on you so much." Garcia murmured, "Why do you attract the elders so much?" Ye Zhiliu didn't know either, but that didn't stop him from showing off everywhere. He was very satisfied with Garcia's reaction, and he decided to show off to Aifu and Avilan in the same way. In fact, if he wanted to, he could now find himself a much bigger and better house than this one. After all, money was no longer a problem for him. But this is different. The thoughts of others and one's own abilities are two different things. It's like even though he has become a true god above gods, he is still happy about everything that happens in the world. - At this moment, Blake happily returned home carrying large bags of ingredients, and met Garcia's eyes with a smile on his face. Blake: "..." Garcia: "..." One dog and one person unanimously decided not to look for anything today. They had never been so in sync with each other. Blake wrinkled his nose, said hello to Ye Zhiliu and went to the kitchen. Ye Zhiliu couldn't help laughing, patted Garcia on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow him: "Go, help. If you don't help, you won't be able to eat." Garcia: "………………" You command the dog. But the handsome man who cut vegetables still consciously went to the kitchen to help peel potatoes. He hit wherever the dog pointed, and he seemed to be somewhat harmonious. Ye Zhiliu happily decided to let them engage in more friendly activities like this, regardless of the dog's life or death. - Aifu and Avilan arrived at about the same time, and the second pair of good UM roommates met at the door, each carrying a dozen beers. The two people looked at each other, checked the brand of beer, and were pleased to find that they had bought the same beer. As soon as Ye Zhiliu sat down on the sofa, he hurriedly got up and opened the door for them. He gave the two friends he hadn't seen for a long time a hug, and then looked at the beer in their hands strangely. "You guys really have such a tacit understanding." He sighed. Eventually three dozen identical beers were piled under the dining room table. Avilan took out a gift box from nowhere, with a greeting card tucked under the ribbon. "The gift is mine. I brewed some Red Sea specialty wine, and the greeting card is from Sum." He said happily. "It's not convenient for Sum to come, but she asked me to give this to you - don't hide! Don't hide! I don't believe you can't see that there's no curse on it!" Ye Zhiliu took half a step back, as if facing a formidable enemy. He knew Avilan was right, but after all, Luna had never treated him well, and the sudden birthday gift—even if it was just a greeting card—still made him feel bad. He carefully picked up the thin piece of cardboard with two fingers and solemnly thanked Avilan. The silver letters on the card gleamed with derision. Aifu smiled and handed him two tickets. His new play will soon open at the Jubilation Theatre. After Sirius left, Jubilation Theater received many good scripts, including some by Ivor. The box-office success proved that he was an extremely good playwright, and occasional whims and inspirations could not change this. "I wrote this script based on you as the protagonist. I hope you won't be offended." Aifu pursed his lips and smiled a little shyly. Ye Zhiliu couldn't help but hug him again. "I will definitely watch it," he said solemnly, "but there is no strange emotional line for 'me' in it, right?" Aifu smiled and said nothing. "... Right?" Avilan burst out laughing: "No! Really not! I watched him finish it!" Garcia, who heard the commotion, was sent out of the kitchen by Blake to see what was going on. He looked at the friends who had reunited after a long absence, quietly raised the corners of his mouth, and then coldly interrupted this warm scene: "Wash your hands and come over to help, otherwise there will be no food." The person holding the spoon poked his head out with a smile on his face. Avilan and Aifu behave themselves. Ye Mailiu: These words sound so familiar. - The next person to ring the doorbell was Saul. Before the father could hand over the two boxes, he received a big hug from the child, and he stood stiffly in place as if he had been struck by lightning. Ye Zhiliu looked at his father in amusement as he tried to close his arms at a loss, and said, "Relax a little, okay? I hugged everyone who came today." Sol immediately breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his usual calm demeanor, but he still looked a little embarrassed. He coughed and handed over the gift box. "Happy birthday." He whispered, "You looked at my lighter for a long time last time, and I thought you might like the shape. But it has been discontinued, so I made a set for you... A decoration, not a lighter. I know you don't smoke." Ye Zhiliu suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He stared at his father's lighter because he didn't expect that his momentary euphoria was real, and his father misunderstood it... But this little lion is really cute! Dad made it himself, so it's very memorable! He happily decided to place this small set of decorations on his windowsill and invited his father to come and sit down. Sol looked at the grand scene in the kitchen through the window and said, "It seems there is no place for me in there." "So I can only taste your craftsmanship next time." Ye Zhiliu said with a smile. "Actually, you can still taste it." Sol mentioned the remaining box again, "I said I won't let you order cakes, I hope you still remember." He looked at the young man's surprised and excited expression and couldn't help but smile. - The cake would not be put on the table until dinner started, so Sol went to put it in the refrigerator first. A dusty moth the size of a fingernail quietly landed on Ye Maoliu's fingertips. He sighed and said those words again: "Can't you choose a more normal way of appearing?" "So that you know it's me who's here." A pair of hands quietly pressed his shoulders from behind, and Carter said softly, "Am I late, kid?" "No." Ye Zhiliu said. He touched the thin, cold silver chain around his neck and said, "I haven't said I want to wear it yet." "Wouldn't it be appropriate to wear some beautiful jewelry on your birthday?" The blond man held up a mirror with a smile, "This gem matches your eyes very well." This is actually a clavicle chain, with brilliant faceted light purple gemstones set on a cross key-shaped silver pendant, dotted with fine diamonds of different sizes. The gems and silver chains were shining with a soul-stirring light. Ye Zhiliu saw that this was a low-level relic, but he didn't see any negative effects. He thought it was stolen by Carter. ... How convenient, moth. This is actually not Ye Mailiu's style. After all, he has no habit of wearing jewelry at all, let alone such shiny decorations. But today was a special day, so he decided to graciously forgive Carter's offense. Ye Mailiu gave the man a perfunctory hug, and Carter held his hand enthusiastically, his mood extremely high: "Will there be a dance tonight, Your Highness?" "I don't think this room can be opened for dancing." Ye Zhiliu said bluntly, "And I don't really want to dance with you, young lady." As expected, Carter made a somewhat hurt expression. He kissed Ye Magliu's fingertips, and before the child really got mad, he calmly distanced himself and went to make tea leisurely. - The last person to visit was Vivien Leigh, and as expected, the young man in red with blond hair and blue eyes stood beside her, just as she promised. Ogg put a gold and red greeting card into Ye Mailiu's hand, said "Happy Birthday" forcefully, and then ran to sit on the sofa. Ye Zhiliu looked at the greeting card in his hand and cast a look of awe at Vivien Leigh: "How did you do that?" Vivien Leigh smiled slightly and handed the gift box to Ye Zhiliu: "Happy birthday. This is actually not difficult." She stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Ye Zhiliu's ear, and whispered in a voice that Ogg couldn't hear: "I told him that everyone would come, and then I mentioned mentor in a pretentious and unintentional way." … "Guess who wasn't invited"? No wonder Ogg has this expression. His students are indeed the smartest! Ye Mailiu thought happily. The box in his hand was a bit heavy, and it was quite large among the gifts he had received. It was probably only comparable to the set of ten little brass lions from his father. Ye Zhiliu looked at the box, then at Vivien Leigh, and asked, "Can I open it?" Vivien Leigh nodded, and Ye Zhiliu opened it solemnly. ——The latest laptops and gaming notebooks from the technology company owned by Glow Church have even reduced their weight. And super expensive. "I asked Yoder to pardon this IP, and you can use it as you wish." Vivien Leigh said, "I remember you said that you have to go back to school, and maybe a computer is necessary." At this moment, she was simply shining with divine golden light. Ye Mailiu solemnly placed it on the dark green table, and gave Vivien a virtual hug. The girl patted his back happily. She had probably never had such an intimate interaction with anyone. Vivien Leigh went to see the colorful decorations on the wall, leaving Ye Mailiu and Ogg alone to face each other. He looked at his ferocious child and felt a strong sense of powerlessness. ... Do you want to hug this one too? I feel like I will be beaten. An awkward silence began to flow in the living room. The blond boy "tsk" impatiently, stood up from the sofa, strode up to Ye Mailiu, gave him a perfunctory hug amidst his confusion, and then sat back. "Why are you making that expression?" Ogg frowned, "Don't everyone need to be hugged?" Ye Zhiliu looked at Ogg and smiled helplessly. "Thank you," he said softly, softly. - Outside the window, the sun is setting. The street lights came on one after another, illuminating the blue-purple sky again. Ye Mailiu turned on all the lights in the living room and sat down at the head seat of the long table surrounded by everyone. Everything felt so strange yet familiar. Ye Zhiliu looked at everyone's faces seriously. Garcia has opened a can of beer and is quietly clinking glasses with Avilan; Aifu seems to be more interested in the cake in the center of the long table, staring at the shape for a long time, wondering if it is because of the black-haired and purple-eyed fondant man on it; the dogs are busy serving dishes, and the tail Ba appeared out of nowhere, swaying happily; Vivien Leigh looked at the beer can in Sol's hand and seemed to hesitate to speak, and was comforted by her father who couldn't laugh or cry; Ogg, the only one who couldn't drink, was holding a light red sparkling water, and his unhappiness was about to overflow. Across the long table, Carter poured beer into a wine glass at some point. He held up the golden wine and looked at him from a distance with a smile. The aroma of food and wine lingers on the tip of the nose, and the lights fall softly on everyone. He is surrounded by his followers and friends, perhaps called family. These loves, more or less sincere friendship and care, were sent to him without reservation and held in his palms. Ye Zhiliu couldn't control the corners of his mouth. He raised his glass and couldn't help laughing. - He couldn't help but like this world. - Fin. - Easter eggs: - "Here." A simple dagger was handed to Ye Zhiliu's eyes. He looked at Garcia and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What is this?" Garcia coughed awkwardly: "Birthday gift. I just forgot to give it to you." "I thought that dozen of beers were my birthday gift, but it turned out there were others?" Ye Zhiliu said sarcastically. "... Am I that kind of person?" Garcia said angrily, "You should take a look first." It wasn't until the blade was unsheathed that Ye Zhiliu realized that it was actually a very beautiful weapon. The steel blade shone bright silver under the lamp. The blade was thin and tough, and it was easy to see its sharpness. "I know you no longer need relics for self-defense, so this is an ordinary dagger." Garcia said. No matter what variety of weapons an Assassin may use in the future, they will always have a dagger. The story often begins with this simplest little dagger. The assassin and his first dagger usually accompany each other for life until the blade breaks or the owner dies. Ye Zhiliu looked at it steadily, sheathed the knife, and asked, "Do you think you are that dagger?" Garcia looked at his best friend and chuckled softly. "I wish I was." Then Ye Mailiu also laughed.

The first half was swallowed for no apparent reason, so I'll try again... "Ye Ma Liu Center" is the place of peace of mind (Part 1) - A happy reunion and a warm daily if may be a more streamlined account. It's essentially a group portrait. You can pick up what you want to eat, and don't be a 76 right person. ↑The most desperate. I don't want to apply extra patches, so... Everything you see is reasonable (seriously) Happy 76th! Hope everyone is happy! - Summary: This is the first "birthday" that Ye Zhiliu has celebrated. - Ye Mailiu was still a little confused when he received the gift. He looked at the beautifully wrapped box in front of him and then at the person who handed him the gift. His confusion seemed to rub off on Thor, making the older man confused as well. Thor hesitated and said in an uncertain tone: "... Happy birthday?" Only then did Ye Mailiu remember that today was the birthday he entered in his employment information. Well, in the final analysis, it's just a bunch of meaningless numbers filled in randomly. After all, he doesn't have such a thing as a "birthday". But now that Thor had given him a gift, he had to respond. Ye Zhiliu took the box with a smile and thanked the elder. While waiting for the elevator, he heard Saul say: "You don't seem happy, sorry." Dad thought I didn't like birthdays, so he apologized? Ye Zhiliu found it a bit funny, but was inevitably touched. He shook his head slightly, curled his eyes, and replied warmly: "That's not the case, I just didn't expect it... After all, I have never had this kind of experience of being given a birthday gift." Thor opened his eyes slightly. This was probably beyond his expectation. After all, although Ye Zhiliu had no family, he had many close friends, so he didn't receive anything at all. The elevator indicator light came on, and Sol motioned for him to go forward before following him. Ye Zhiliu thought about it and explained softly: "It's true that I don't celebrate my birthday... Well, I don't have that habit. But maybe I should celebrate my birthday once." Ordinary people have birthdays, and Ye Zhiliu felt that he should have one too. But he himself had almost forgotten the string of numbers filled in the information, so it was obviously inappropriate to use it as a birthday. Maybe he should think of a day that suited him better. After considering it like this, Ye Zhiliu suddenly asked: "What do you think of July 6th?" The car stopped and the elevator door opened. He heard Thor say: "It's a good day. I will prepare new gifts." The purple-eyed young man laughed happily. - The first thing to do when celebrating a birthday with friends and family: tell them when your birthday is. Professor Ma Fu had no objection, even though this date was completely different from the one filled in Ye Ziliu's admission information. He is doting on his favorite pupil. It is not a big deal if he wants to celebrate his birthday on another day. At most, he can just send gifts and blessings to another day. At the end, he added: "The gift for you should have been delivered, please remember to take it. I may not be able to be there that day, but I will give you another gift." The pampering of her elders made Ye Zhiliu feel dizzy, and she could not suppress the raised corners of her mouth until the phone was hung up. Of course, most people don't know when Ye Zhiliu's "original birthday" is, and they only think that he is a little too excited about his "birthday" today. Ye Zhiliu returned to his residence, caught the excited dog, and rubbed the dog's muzzle vigorously amidst Blake's confused but happy "woof" sound. Birthday, birthday. What does it feel like to have a birthday? Ye Mailiu actually didn't really want to celebrate his birthday. He just felt that he should have such an experience... Well, at least once. He recalled the fragments of "birthdays" he had seen in books and movies - wishes, gifts, bunting, cakes, candles, and paper crowns. But this seems to be a child's birthday party. Adult birthdays rarely have such simple joy. Instead, they often serve as a stage for events, such as conspiracies, crises, murders... This is a bit subtle. Ye Zhiliu feels that he still prefers the former. After touching the dog, he went to wash his hands carefully with the dog that was on the ground. Blake saw Ye Zhiliu's absent-mindedness, tasted his handiwork in horror, and then began to doubt Gou Sheng. Ye Mailiu hurriedly comforted the confused dogs: "I'm just thinking about things... Well, I'm thinking about my birthday." "Birthday?" The dog tilted his head. "Do aliens have a birthday?" "No!" The dog shook his head obediently and added, "But we know humans celebrate birthdays! Does anyone have a birthday?" Ye Zhiliu bit his fork and said vaguely: "I want to have a birthday." Those watery dog eyes lit up: "Do you want to celebrate your birthday? Do you want a birthday party? We can prepare a big meal for you!" Ah, that's right. Since Blake and the others like disco dancing, they should also like parties... Ye Zhiliu looked at the excited dogs in a funny way and said, "There's still some time. On July 6th." Blake didn't ask "why this day", they were just happy. "We want you to be the first to say happy birthday!" The dogs said happily, wagging their tails as fast as they could fly. - "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?" Garcia asked. "Because I suddenly found that I had no birthday experience." Ye Zhiliu said. Everything big and small came to an end, and Garcia returned to the University of Michigan. Ye Zhiliu and the professors were very pleased that the once illiterate boy was finally able to avoid handing in blank papers. Garcia stayed in a single bed again as before when Ye Zhiliu didn't come, and the two of them could talk more casually when making "phone calls". He continued to add: "Neither Aifu, nor Avilan, nor you, nor me, there seems to be no birthday party, and we didn't even say happy birthday to each other." "I'm afraid it's hard to trace back when my birthday is," Garcia said. "But you're right, maybe we can start by celebrating Avilan's birthday. Don't tell him." "I will. No one can ruin the birthday surprise for him." Ye Zhiliu replied solemnly, "Do you want one too?" "What?" "Birthday." Ye Zhiliu said, "I chose my birthday. Maybe you can think of one too. If you want to celebrate a birthday, I also want to celebrate it for you, Garcia. You are also an important friend of mine." The voice over there was silent for a long time, so long that Ye Zhiliu thought Garcia had secretly hung up. After a long silence, he heard his friend's voice, which seemed to be in a complicated mood: "You guy..." Ye Mailiu: "? What's wrong with me?" Garcia wiped his face, thankful that this man couldn't see his current expression. He couldn't stand the book anymore, so he simply lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and said slowly: "No, I will think about it carefully. Anyway, thank you for your suggestion." He actually hung up the phone. - After taking over the Church of Glow, Vivien Leigh was not as busy as she imagined. Despite her growing workload, she still finds time to sing—for herself, or for her fans. After all, she didn't really retire, so Vivien Leigh still had to perform... And rehearse. She stood on the theater stage, looking up at the bright lights. She still remembers what happened during one of her rehearsals - a lightbulb broke, so she took off her prosthetic eye and put it on so that the rehearsal could continue. Of course, she didn't forget to go back after it was over, otherwise she might make some news. Today's rehearsal has not started yet, and there are not many people in the theater. Vivien Leigh did not stay on the stage, but walked around the audience. She doesn't often look at the stage from this perspective, but it's occasionally necessary - she needs to know what the audience can see so she can sing better. The staff came and went in a hurry, and no one seemed to notice the silver figure appearing next to her. White Crown stood beside her with his usual polite smile. But it was not just a polite smile, it contained more real joy: "I came here rashly, I hope I didn't disturb you." So Vivien Leigh was also infected and laughed. "No, how could that be?" She replied seriously, "Rehearsal hasn't started yet, I still have some time. Do you need my help with anything, Mr. White?" "No, but it seems to count." White made a thoughtful expression, still smiling, "I want to invite you to my birthday party, but I don't know if you have time." Vivien Leigh blinked. "Now?" "Of course not." White seemed amused by her, "Just to make sure in advance... Well, okay, I admit that I was a little too excited tonight." He stretched out his hand to Vivien Leigh, and she naturally put her hand on it, like a precursor to a dance. But the audience was not suitable for dancing, so White just kissed the back of her hand like a proper gentleman. The man with long silver hair gently extended an invitation: "I will give you my current address. If you have time on the evening of July 6th, you can come to my house and visit me." The girl with red hair and red dress smiled. "I will definitely go." Vivien Leigh solemnly promised. She lifted up her skirt and walked to the stage, but there was no one around her. - Ye Mailiu walked on the streets of London, ticking items after names. A flock of white doves flew from nowhere, making a loud flapping sound, passing over his head, leaving a brief shadow on the orange-red sky. A straggler white pigeon landed on his shoulder and made a gentle "coo" sound. Ye Zhiliu glanced at it and put another tick on it. "Can't you choose a more normal way of appearing?" He said coldly. The white pigeon looked at him with its black beady eyes for a while, then flew up with a "clatter" and landed on the passerby's finger. The man with an ordinary face walked up to him naturally, with a smile on his face: "I think you've been avoiding me a little lately, kid." "I didn't." Ye Zhiliu lied calmly. He knew that Carter could hear it, and Carter knew that he knew that he could hear it, but he still said it, so it was not a special consideration. Carter tilted his head, his golden jade earrings swaying slightly with his movements: "Did I make you unhappy?" Isn't this obvious? Ye Zhiliu cursed, God knows how much effort he had to put in to get this hateful moth back. That scene simply became the biggest psychological shadow since his birth, and no scene could compare with it. What's even more disgusting is that this person didn't even accept his favor in the first place! So what if it's your choice! I just don't want you to die! Isn't this difficult to understand! "I thought you knew I was like that." Carter complained softly and coquettishly, "How can you be angry with me over this?" "Can't I?" Ye Zhiliu asked calmly, "Are you going to say that we are not even friends, so we shouldn't be angry about your suicide plan?" The expression seemed to fade briefly from Carter's face. They walked in silence for a while, and Ye Zhiliu suddenly heard his soft voice: "So I'm so important?" He stared at this disgusting liar in disbelief: "You don't even consider me a friend?" "Alas, alas!" Carter was a bit dumbfounded, "Then you really misunderstood me..." Ye Zhiliu decided not to listen to his sophistry, otherwise he would really have to punch this man in the face. He quickened his pace and walked forward as if he was out of breath, and Carter could only take two obedient trots to catch up with him. "I apologize to you, okay?" Carter expressed weakness to him in a soft tone like coaxing a child, "I'm so sorry, kid. But I can't make you a promise, you know..." Ye Mailiu stopped and grabbed Carter's hand. "You said you have always reserved an identity for me, does this still count?" The Thames sparkles at sunset. They stopped under Big Ben and could hear the fluttering of birds' wings. Carter sighed, as if looking at a wayward child. "Okay, what do you want me to do, kid?" He saw Ye Mailiu finally smiling. - Ye Zhiliu returned to his residence and had trouble with the last name. Do I really want to invite Ogg? He thought with some worry, but this kid will never come no matter what he thinks... Ogg has always been very hostile to White. Wouldn't it be harder for him to attend my birthday party than reaching heaven... No, going to heaven is actually easier for me now... He fell on the bed in pain, rolled around on the pillow, and didn't know who to talk to. Finally, hesitating for a long time, he pulled Vivien Leigh's card into the conversation box. He remembered that the two little ones had a pretty good relationship... I don't know if it would work... "Good evening, Vivien Leigh." The lamp of heaven and earth smiled faintly, and only he himself knew his sorrow. Vivien Leigh listened quietly to White's dilemma, tilted her head and thought for a while: "What does Mr. White think?" The voice of the god was gentle and smiling, as if he was treating a doting junior: "He is very entangled. After all, he has always wanted to try to have a good relationship with Ogg - but even if an invitation is issued, Ogg will probably not come." It dawned on her. "Then I know what to do." Vivien Leigh said firmly, "Please tell Mr. White to reassure him that Ogg will definitely come." The Light of Heaven and Earth decided to trust his students. - July 6th was a perfectly sunny day. Before that, Sol readily gave Ye Zhiliu a day of paid leave and asked him if there was anything else he needed help with. "It would be great if you could come." Ye Zhiliu said with a smile, "But I also invited others... Um..." "Other believers?" Ye Zhiliu nodded. "And two of my classmates." Thor wanted to think about whether it was inappropriate for him to appear in a note, but when he thought about it, "Whitey Crown" himself was also making notes, and he felt relieved. He asked again: "Do you need my help to prepare dinner?" Ye Mailiu narrowed his eyes: "I'm looking forward to tasting your craftsmanship, but it's better not to compete with Blake and others today." He opened his eyes and saw that the curtains had been opened halfway, and the sunlight was shining warmly on the quilt. There was a gap left in the bedroom door, and the aroma of frying food from the kitchen sneaked in and tickled his nose. Ye Zhiliu yawned and touched the cell phone on the bedside. Because of his work, Ye Mailiu now has a very healthy schedule and cannot get an extra two hours of sleep even during the holidays. Now that he was awake, he decided to just take a shower. Ye Mailiu passed by the living room. Blake changed from a black dog to a boy with white hair and red eyes. When he heard his footsteps, he immediately poked his head out of the kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand, his apron tied with a beautiful bow on the back of his waist, and his white hair tied into a ponytail swaying behind his head, looking full of vitality. "Good morning!" The dogs shouted happily, "Happy birthday! Happy birthday! Happy birthday!" It was the perfect way to start the day with the warm greetings from the dogs. Ye Zhiliu's mood was as bright as the sunshine and Blake's voice today: "Well, thank you." He finished washing up, changed out of his pajamas, and received a happy doggy hug. Ye Mailiu rubbed the soft fur of the dogs, put his chin on it and rubbed it, feeling that he smelled the super happy warm puppy smell - and the delicious breakfast smell. "Are we the first?" Blake blinked and emitted cute dog light waves, "The first to send you blessings?" Ye Zhiliu laughed. "Yes, you are the first." - It was said that it was a birthday, but Ye Zhiliu actually had no plans. He made a list a few days ago, filled with some of the wishes he planned to complete, and then found that most of them were difficult to complete in one day - such as traveling with friends. It would be fine to go to a nightclub together, but then there would be no time to go home for dinner... And if you go to those nightclubs "on the list" of the Adjudication Bureau, you might be easily caught by your colleagues... Ye Mailiu felt that he didn't want to hear rumors like "a rising star of the Adjudication Bureau was caught visiting a nightclub". Want to go to the movies? Ye Mailiu thought, no, he should go walk the dog first. Blake, in the form of a black dog, holds a collar and leash in his mouth, with shining red eyes. Ye Zhiliu rubbed the furry dogs' heads, fastened their collars for them, and led the dogs out the door. He now lives in a neighborhood not far from the Violence Theater, and occasionally runs into former acquaintances. They passed Mrs. Whitman's garden, and the old woman greeted him friendly, wished him a happy birthday, and invited him in for a cup of tea. The black dog rubbed her hand enthusiastically, but Ye Zhiliu declined with a smile, and they continued to move forward. Mrs. Cheryl gave him a box of freshly baked cookies, which smelled of milk, butter and sugar. Ye Mailiu accepted it gratefully, and the lady hugged him tenderly, like her own child. Laura gave Ye Mailiu a bouquet of flowers, well, a beautiful bouquet of fake flowers. She is very good at making these props. She misses and appreciates those dream-like days, even though she knows it's not her real mother, maybe that's why it's a bouquet of fake flowers. She looks much more cheerful now than before. He meets Romeo and Julian again on patrol. Of course, he knew their names were Anthony Miller and Jamie Laidlaw, but he still took to calling them by their code names. Romeo seemed to have forgotten that he was still working and waved to him happily, and Ye Mailiu responded with a smile. But he didn't have to work today, so he just happily stopped by. A young man with brown hair and blue eyes passed by him on a bicycle. Ye Zhiliu sighed and decided not to compete with this guy for the time being. Richard's bicycle was still riding crookedly, but fortunately he didn't fall this time, and got off the bike next to Ye Mailiu without any danger. They talked about their past, about the past of the Theater of Ecstasy, and about the success of "Nowhere." The young theater manager smiled at him, got on his bicycle and drove away as if he had never been there. Ye Zhiliu returned home. Blake left midway to prepare ingredients for tonight's party. Professor Marver sent a new gift, shaped like a book, presumably to welcome him back to UM in advance. Ye Zhiliu put it away and put it together with the last gift, and decided to read it again tomorrow. Ye Zhiliu sat on the sofa and thought: What should I do now? The house looked a little empty. He stood up and snapped his fingers thoughtfully. Brand new bunting, ribbons and animal stickers hang on the walls, looking childish. Ye Zhiliu squinted his eyes, constantly adjusting their shapes and colors, and finally gave up and chose the first version. Call him naive, because his real age is only three years old. - TBC.

"Ye Ma Liu Center" is the place of peace of mind (Part 1) A happy reunion and a warm daily if may be a more streamlined account. It's essentially a group portrait. You can pick up what you want to eat, and don't be a 76 right person. ↑The most desperate. I don't want to apply extra patches, so... Everything you see is reasonable (seriously) Happy 76th! Hope everyone is happy! - Summary: This is the first "birthday" that Ye Zhiliu has celebrated. - Ye Mailiu was still a little confused when he received the gift. He looked at the beautifully wrapped box in front of him and then at the person who handed him the gift. His confusion seemed to rub off on Thor, making the older man confused as well. Thor hesitated and said in an uncertain tone: "... Happy birthday?" Only then did Ye Mailiu remember that today was the birthday he entered in his employment information. Well, in the final analysis, it's just a bunch of meaningless numbers filled in randomly. After all, he doesn't have such a thing as a "birthday". But now that Thor had given him a gift, he had to respond. Ye Zhiliu took the box with a smile and thanked the elder. While waiting for the elevator, he heard Saul say: "You don't seem happy, sorry." Dad thought I didn't like birthdays, so he apologized? Ye Zhiliu found it a bit funny, but was inevitably touched. He shook his head slightly, curled his eyes, and replied warmly: "That's not the case, I just didn't expect it... After all, I have never had this kind of experience of being given a birthday gift." Thor opened his eyes slightly. This was probably beyond his expectation. After all, although Ye Zhiliu had no family, he had many close friends, so he didn't receive anything at all. The elevator indicator light came on, and Sol motioned for him to go forward before following him. Ye Zhiliu thought about it and explained softly: "It's true that I don't celebrate my birthday... Well, I don't have that habit. But maybe I should celebrate my birthday once." Ordinary people have birthdays, and Ye Zhiliu felt that he should have one too. But he himself had almost forgotten the string of numbers filled in the information, so it was obviously inappropriate to use it as a birthday. Maybe he should think of a day that suited him better. After considering it like this, Ye Zhiliu suddenly asked: "What do you think of July 6th?" The car stopped and the elevator door opened. He heard Thor say: "It's a good day. I will prepare new gifts." The purple-eyed young man laughed happily. - The first thing to do when celebrating a birthday with friends and family: tell them when your birthday is. Professor Ma Fu had no objection, even though this date was completely different from the one filled in Ye Ziliu's admission information. He is doting on his favorite pupil. It is not a big deal if he wants to celebrate his birthday on another day. At most, he can just send gifts and blessings to another day. At the end, he added: "The gift for you should have been delivered, please remember to take it. I may not be able to be there that day, but I will give you another gift." The pampering of her elders made Ye Zhiliu feel dizzy, and she could not suppress the raised corners of her mouth until the phone was hung up. Of course, most people don't know when Ye Zhiliu's "original birthday" is, and they only think that he is a little too excited about his "birthday" today. Ye Zhiliu returned to his residence, caught the excited dog, and rubbed the dog's muzzle vigorously amidst Blake's confused but happy "woof" sound. Birthday, birthday. What does it feel like to have a birthday? Ye Mailiu actually didn't really want to celebrate his birthday. He just felt that he should have such an experience... Well, at least once. He recalled the fragments of "birthdays" he had seen in books and movies - wishes, gifts, bunting, cakes, candles, and paper crowns. But this seems to be a child's birthday party. Adult birthdays rarely have such pure joy. Instead, they often serve as a stage for events, such as conspiracies, crises, murders... This is a bit subtle, and Ye Mailiu feels that he still prefers the former. After touching the dog, he went to wash his hands carefully with the dog that was on the ground. Blake saw Ye Zhiliu's absent-mindedness, tasted his handiwork in horror, and then began to doubt Gou Sheng. Ye Mailiu hurriedly comforted the confused dogs: "I'm just thinking about things... Well, I'm thinking about my birthday." "Birthday?" The dog tilted his head. "Do aliens have a birthday?" "No!" The dog shook his head obediently and added, "But we know humans celebrate birthdays! Does anyone have a birthday?" Ye Zhiliu bit his fork and said vaguely: "I want to have a birthday." Those watery dog eyes lit up: "Do you want to celebrate your birthday? Do you want a birthday party? We can prepare a big meal for you!" Ah, that's right. Since Blake and the others like disco dancing, they should also like parties... Ye Zhiliu looked at the excited dogs in a funny way and said, "There's still some time. On July 6th." Blake didn't ask "why this day", they were just happy. "We want you to be the first to say happy birthday!" The dogs said happily, wagging their tails as fast as they could fly. - "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?" Garcia asked. "Because I suddenly found that I had no birthday experience." Ye Zhiliu said. Everything big and small came to an end, and Garcia returned to the University of Michigan. Ye Zhiliu and the professors were very pleased that the once illiterate boy was finally able to avoid handing in blank papers. Garcia stayed in a single bed again as before when Ye Zhiliu didn't come, and the two of them could talk more casually when making "phone calls". He continued to add: "Neither Aifu, nor Avilan, nor you, nor me, there seems to be no birthday party, and we didn't even say happy birthday to each other." "I'm afraid it's hard to trace back when my birthday is," Garcia said. "But you're right, maybe we can start by celebrating Avilan's birthday. Don't tell him." "I will. No one can ruin the birthday surprise for him." Ye Zhiliu replied solemnly, "Do you want one too?" "What?" "Birthday." Ye Zhiliu said, "I chose my birthday. Maybe you can think of one too. If you want to celebrate a birthday, I also want to celebrate it for you, Garcia. You are also an important friend of mine." The voice over there was silent for a long time, so long that Ye Zhiliu thought Garcia had secretly hung up. After a long silence, he heard his friend's voice, which seemed to be in a complicated mood: "You guy..." Ye Mailiu: "? What's wrong with me?" Garcia wiped his face, thankful that this man couldn't see his current expression. He couldn't stand the book anymore, so he simply lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and said slowly: "No, I will think about it carefully. Anyway, thank you for your suggestion." He actually hung up the phone. - After taking over the Church of Glow, Vivien Leigh was not as busy as she imagined. Despite her growing workload, she still finds time to sing—for herself, or for her fans. After all, she didn't really retire, so Vivien Leigh still had to perform... And rehearse. She stood on the theater stage, looking up at the bright lights. She still remembers what happened during one of her rehearsals - a lightbulb broke, so she took off her prosthetic eye and put it on so that the rehearsal could continue. Of course, she didn't forget to go back after it was over, otherwise she might make some news. Today's rehearsal has not started yet, and there are not many people in the theater. Vivien Leigh did not stay on the stage, but walked around the audience. She doesn't often look at the stage from this perspective, but it's occasionally necessary - she needs to know what the audience can see so she can sing better. The staff came and went in a hurry, and no one seemed to notice the silver figure appearing next to her. White Crown stood beside her with his usual polite smile. But it was not just a polite smile, it contained more real joy: "I came here rashly, I hope I didn't disturb you." So Vivien Leigh was also infected and laughed. "No, how could that be?" She replied seriously, "Rehearsal hasn't started yet, I still have some time. Do you need my help with anything, Mr. White?" "No, but it seems to count." White made a thoughtful expression, still smiling, "I want to invite you to my birthday party, but I don't know if you have time." Vivien Leigh blinked. "Now?" "Of course not." White seemed amused by her, "Just to make sure in advance... Well, okay, I admit that I was a little too excited tonight." He stretched out his hand to Vivien Leigh, and she naturally put her hand on it, like a precursor to a dance. But the audience was not suitable for dancing, so White just kissed the back of her hand like a proper gentleman. The man with long silver hair gently extended an invitation: "I will give you my current address. If you have time on the evening of July 6th, you can come to my house and visit me." The girl with red hair and red dress smiled. "I will definitely go." Vivien Leigh solemnly promised. She lifted up her skirt and walked to the stage, but there was no one around her. - Ye Mailiu walked on the streets of London, ticking items after names. A flock of white doves flew from nowhere, making a loud flapping sound, passing over his head, leaving a brief shadow on the orange-red sky. A straggler white pigeon landed on his shoulder and made a gentle "coo" sound. Ye Zhiliu glanced at it and put another tick on it. "Can't you choose a more normal way of appearing?" He said coldly. The white pigeon looked at him with its black beady eyes for a while, then flew up with a "clatter" and landed on the passerby's finger. The man with an ordinary face walked up to him naturally, with a smile on his face: "I think you've been avoiding me a little lately, kid." "I didn't." Ye Zhiliu lied calmly. He knew that Carter could hear it, and Carter knew that he knew that he could hear it, but he still said it, so it was not a special consideration. Carter tilted his head, his golden jade earrings swaying slightly with his movements: "Did I make you unhappy?" Isn't this obvious? Ye Zhiliu cursed, God knows how much effort he had to put in to get this hateful moth back. That scene simply became the biggest psychological shadow since his birth, and no scene could compare with it. What's even more disgusting is that this person didn't even accept his favor in the first place! So what if it's your choice! I just don't want you to die! Isn't this difficult to understand! "I thought you knew I was like that." Carter complained softly and coquettishly, "How can you be angry with me over this?" "Can't I?" Ye Zhiliu asked calmly, "Are you going to say that we are not even friends, so we shouldn't be angry about your suicide plan?" The expression seemed to fade briefly from Carter's face. They walked in silence for a while, and Ye Zhiliu suddenly heard his soft voice: "So I'm so important?" He stared at this disgusting liar in disbelief: "You don't even consider me a friend?" "Alas, alas!" Carter was a bit dumbfounded, "Then you really misunderstood me..." Ye Zhiliu decided not to listen to his sophistry, otherwise he would really have to punch this man in the face. He quickened his pace and walked forward as if he was out of breath, and Carter could only take two obedient trots to catch up with him. "I apologize to you, okay?" Carter expressed weakness to him in a soft tone like coaxing a child, "I'm so sorry, kid. But I can't make you a promise, you know..." Ye Mailiu stopped and grabbed Carter's hand. "You said you have always reserved an identity for me, does this still count?" The Thames sparkles at sunset. They stopped under Big Ben and could hear the fluttering of birds' wings. Carter sighed, as if looking at a wayward child. "Okay, what do you want me to do, kid?" He saw Ye Mailiu finally smiling. - Ye Zhiliu returned to his residence and had trouble with the last name. Do I really want to invite Ogg? He thought with some worry, but this kid will never come no matter what he thinks... Ogg has always been very hostile to White. Wouldn't it be harder for him to attend my birthday party than reaching heaven... No, going to heaven is actually easier for me now... He fell on the bed in pain, rolled around on the pillow, and didn't know who to talk to. Finally, hesitating for a long time, he pulled Vivien Leigh's card into the conversation box. He remembered that the two little ones had a pretty good relationship... I don't know if it would work... "Good evening, Vivien Leigh." The lamp of heaven and earth smiled faintly, and only he himself knew his sorrow. Vivien Leigh listened quietly to White's dilemma, tilted her head and thought for a while: "What does Mr. White think?" The voice of the god was gentle and smiling, as if he was treating a doting junior: "He is very entangled. After all, he has always wanted to try to have a good relationship with Ogg - but even if an invitation is issued, Ogg will probably not come." It dawned on her. "Then I know what to do." Vivien Leigh said firmly, "Please tell Mr. White to reassure him that Ogg will definitely come." The Light of Heaven and Earth decided to trust his students. - July 6th was a perfectly sunny day. Before that, Sol readily gave Ye Zhiliu a day of paid leave and asked him if there was anything else he needed help with. "It would be great if you could come." Ye Zhiliu said with a smile, "But I also invited others... Um..." "Other believers?" Ye Zhiliu nodded. "And two of my classmates." Thor wanted to think about whether it was inappropriate for him to appear in a note, but when he thought about it, "Whitey Crown" himself was also making notes, and he felt relieved. He asked again: "Do you need my help to prepare dinner?" Ye Mailiu narrowed his eyes: "I'm looking forward to tasting your craftsmanship, but it's better not to compete with Blake and others today." He opened his eyes and saw that the curtains had been opened halfway, and the sunlight was shining warmly on the quilt. There was a gap left in the bedroom door, and the aroma of frying food from the kitchen sneaked in and tickled his nose. Ye Zhiliu yawned and touched the cell phone on the bedside. Because of his work, Ye Mailiu now has a very healthy schedule and cannot get an extra two hours of sleep even during the holidays. Now that he was awake, he decided to just take a shower. Ye Mailiu passed by the living room. Blake changed from a black dog to a boy with white hair and red eyes. When he heard his footsteps, he immediately poked his head out of the kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand, his apron tied with a beautiful bow on the back of his waist, and his white hair tied into a ponytail swaying behind his head, looking full of vitality. "Good morning!" The dogs shouted happily, "Happy birthday! Happy birthday! Happy birthday!" It was the perfect way to start the day with the warm greetings from the dogs. Ye Zhiliu's mood was as bright as the sunshine and Blake's voice today: "Well, thank you." He finished washing up, changed out of his pajamas, and received a happy doggy hug. Ye Mailiu rubbed the soft fur of the dogs, put his chin on it and rubbed it, feeling that he smelled the super happy warm puppy smell - and the delicious breakfast smell. "Are we the first?" Blake blinked and emitted cute dog light waves, "The first to send you blessings?" Ye Zhiliu laughed. "Yes, you are the first." - It was said that it was a birthday, but Ye Zhiliu actually had no plans. He made a list a few days ago, filled with some of the wishes he planned to complete, and then found that most of them were difficult to complete in one day - such as traveling with friends. It would be fine to go to a nightclub together, but then there would be no time to go home for dinner... And if you go to those nightclubs "on the list" of the Adjudication Bureau, you might be easily caught by your colleagues... Ye Mailiu felt that he didn't want to hear rumors like "a rising star of the Adjudication Bureau was caught visiting a nightclub". Want to go to the movies? Ye Mailiu thought, no, he should go walk the dog first. Blake, in the form of a black dog, holds a collar and leash in his mouth, with shining red eyes. Ye Zhiliu rubbed the furry dogs' heads, fastened their collars for them, and led the dogs out the door. He now lives in a neighborhood not far from the Violence Theater, and occasionally runs into former acquaintances. They passed Mrs. Whitman's garden, and the old woman greeted him friendly, wished him a happy birthday, and invited him in for a cup of tea. The black dog rubbed her hand enthusiastically, but Ye Zhiliu declined with a smile, and they continued to move forward. Mrs. Cheryl gave him a box of freshly baked cookies, which smelled of milk, butter and sugar. Ye Mailiu accepted it gratefully, and the lady hugged him tenderly, like her own child. Laura gave Ye Mailiu a bouquet of flowers, well, a beautiful bouquet of fake flowers. She is very good at making these props. She misses and appreciates those dream-like days, even though she knows it's not her real mother, maybe that's why it's a bouquet of fake flowers. She looks much more cheerful now than before. He meets Romeo and Julian again on patrol. Of course, he knew their names were Anthony Miller and Jamie Laidlaw, but he still took to calling them by their code names. Romeo seemed to have forgotten that he was still working and waved to him happily, and Ye Mailiu responded with a smile. But he didn't have to work today, so he just happily stopped by. A young man with brown hair and blue eyes passed by him on a bicycle. Ye Zhiliu sighed and decided not to compete with this guy for the time being. Richard's bicycle was still riding crookedly, but fortunately he didn't fall this time, and got off the bike next to Ye Mailiu without any danger. They talked about their past, about the past of the Theater of Ecstasy, and about the success of "Nowhere." The young theater manager smiled at him, got on his bicycle and drove away as if he had never been there. Ye Zhiliu returned home. Blake left midway to prepare ingredients for tonight's party. Professor Marver sent a new gift, shaped like a book, presumably to welcome him back to UM in advance. Ye Zhiliu put it away and put it together with the last gift, and decided to read it again tomorrow. Ye Zhiliu sat on the sofa and thought: What should I do now? The house looked a little empty. He stood up and snapped his fingers thoughtfully. Brand new bunting, ribbons and animal stickers hang on the walls, looking childish. Ye Zhiliu squinted his eyes, constantly adjusting their shapes and colors, and finally gave up and chose the first version. Call him naive, because his real age is only three years old. - TBC.

As of Chapter 510, analysis and prediction of the possible subsequent development of believers of each path based on the known plot (contains a lot of speculation) Lamp: Vivien Leigh now has a level 4 lamp relic "Sigh of the Day" and a level 4 lamp influence from the University of Michigan contributed by the church. You should be able to drop another level 4 lamp relic when you fight Uur in the Lower London dungeon. The gaze of the gods can accelerate the formation of influence (Chapter 297), so when London is causing trouble under the gaze of the Flawless King and snatching Ogg from Red Cup, the gazes of White Flame + Red Cup should be able to help generate level 4 lamp influence X1. Vivien Leigh will probably be promoted to Mansu's laning mentor by the end of the fifth volume. Compared with 76 and Ogg, Vivien Leigh's seemingly stable situation has a lot to do with Anna's inaction. However, the archenemy Acesius could tell that Vivien Leigh was a disciple of the Glow and reminded her to level up two levels in a row to confront Anna. As a mentor with a closer relationship, Anna was probably not ignorant. By then, Mansu would be full of Anna's traps waiting for Vivien Leigh. After Ogg, it will probably be Vivien Leigh's turn. Cup: Ogg is being watched by the Red Cup, and he should be in the most dangerous situation besides 76. In the dream, I was played in a mixed doubles match between my sister and Odoacer, and soon I would be gging in the dream. When I was awake, I was beaten by the cup mentor and replaced by the London version of Odoacer. It's not good to be crazy at all, and things and people in this world are even more different. I have almost forgotten the memories of this world. It has only been a dozen days, but I have already grown from a boy of fifteen or sixteen to an old man (sigh) Cast: In the fifth volume of Forged by White Flame, London is the home of the Flawless King. Currently, Dad is still a Mansu Walker and cannot fight the God War. According to the general trend of believers being ntr (?) (Ogg was witnessed by the Red Cup and promoted to level 567, +c was witnessed by the Mortal Snake and promoted to level 7, Gou Gou may be witnessed by Gugu and promoted to level 7), there is a high probability that Dad will be given a big deal by the King of Flawless, and there is a small probability that he will be given a big deal by the King of Flawless and then be promoted to the Divine Attendant of the King of Flawless Winter: Blake came back from the Sunless Sea and lost three dog grids. After being promoted to level 7, it happened to be a suitable seventh gate relic. He was only 76 away from being used by Egg for promotion. After reading the Level 7 Winter Secret (. At present, the main dangers faced by Gou Gou are Sunless Sea, Keffier Durr, and Egg. He should not go to the Sunless Sea again in the short term. In the Holy City, there are Bone Gu, Lady of Remembrance and Gwinnett Guardian, which are difficult to be stolen by Keffier Durr. As long as the news brought back from the Sunless Sea does not turn out to be a big deal like half of the alien species defecting to the King of the Other World, the main danger will still be used by the Egg Promotion. After all, it is news that will have a level four impact. There is a high probability that the Holy City will be in chaos, and some alien species may rebel (Chapter 505 hints that the ocean may really be a glow). After the fifth volume, Gou Gou will probably no longer be able to stay in the Holy City to escort the divine servants, regardless of whether he survives or not. Blade: +c The feeling of desire when reaching level 7 under the witness of the earthly snake is more inclined to the elements of "oath", "loyalty" and "friendship", with 76 as his hometown and the place where 76 is as his destination (Chapter 493 "He knows who he is willing to use, whose blade he wants to be, and which hometown he will return to."). In the heart-to-heart talk part of Chapter 279, 76 was hastily given to +c's temporary desire. I feel that the important thing is that +c will accept it because the subject is 76, and it is also very reasonable for the temporary desire to change slightly (nod). In the third volume, +c could only look at his destroyed hometown like a passing passerby but could do nothing. But now +c is coming to save his only hometown. Kai: The fifth volume currently has about 300,000 words. Judging from the average number of words in each previous volume, there are about two to three parts left. There is Vivien Leog in Lower London. If the new visitor to Tyrnano in Chapter 505 is 76, then the number in the Holy City is probably 76+c. It happens that there are three people on each side advancing at the same time. If Gu Gu and Crow Crow don't intervene, it will be difficult for 76+c Dog Gou to defeat the egg. If you are optimistic, you may be able to separate the shell and the egg and temporarily rescue 76. If you are not optimistic, 76 may still be controlled by the egg. If you are more pessimistic, 76 will be broken. If Gu Gu and Crow Crow help 76, Meng 76 will use the eggs as glowing relics to be promoted. In the sixth volume, they will fight all over Mansu and the king of the other world: D Heart: 76 There are no heart believers, and the related character avl is already a relic. Sumu will still be attacked by the memory and sadness of losing his teacher until Chapter 495 (and by the way, elbow to the reader's tears T T). Without cooperation, he probably wouldn't have gone to the Holy City to save 76. At most, he would have helped elbow the Flawless King. Moth: There are no more Moth followers. There is probably no more plot except the memories of the winter journey (sigh). Even what Ka has done is slowly being forgotten. . . Alas! ? Forgetting feels a lot like a moth using skills. Is it possible that Mr. Ka is playing a resurrection match? (I'm sure

What is the lead core of 76? Previously, when he discovered that his perceptions were shaped by others, he relied on the pictures on the cards to stabilize his belief that his desire was to protect and guide. But now we know that it is protection because it is the shell that protects the egg. Is guidance the desire for his true existence? It's hard to say. But at the end of the story of the Happy Prince, the lead heart went to heaven together with the body of the little swallow. Maybe this story will have a happy ending. But as a shell, 76, if everything about the body is abandoned, does he really have a lead heart? Is it the egg or the 76 that goes to heaven?

Esoteric Cult (Fan) Settings Character settings: Ye Mailiu (76): A clone of the egg, cloned from this generation of eggs as the next generation of eggs to continue to complete the recovery of the glow. He has perfect genes, without any defects, and is the most perfect body that all generations of eggs have pursued; but he is also the most imperfect. As the next generation of eggs, he has no will to inherit the glow. He has a good body but cannot revive the glow, so he cannot become an egg. He is a shell? (Shell: has a perfect aura body and can accept the transmission of consciousness to become a real aura) After being cloned from this generation of eggs, 76 has been placed in an incubator to mature until adulthood. Because the perfection of the gene is too high, he cannot accept the transmission of consciousness and inherit the will of aura. During those days in the incubator, the egg transmitted bits and pieces of life knowledge to 76 through brain waves, which also let 76 know that there was a person imparting knowledge. But just when 76 became an adult, Egg's laboratory was discovered. When 76 really woke up, he was in a clean apartment (clean in a sense, so he had never seen Egg). There were only an ID card, a mobile phone and a college admission notice on the table, so 76 had to become a poor and diligent college student. Egg: The heir of the will of radiance. Each generation of eggs is cloned from the previous generation of eggs as the successor of the next generation. When the next generation of eggs possesses the complete will of radiance, the previous generation dies and is replaced in turn. And each generation of eggs believes that the glow is itself, and that it is the glow, and always practices the will of the glow. Glow: The founder of the first-generation egg. When he was alive, he had become a legend in the fields of human cloning technology, consciousness transmission, and genetic modification. He believed that he was a god in the world and should coexist with heaven and earth. He genetically modified himself to gain immortality and constantly created young bodies. Although he is immortal, he will not grow old (he disdains mechanical bodies and believes that only immortality and eternal will are the real immortality), but It was the shortcomings of human cloning technology that made clones extremely short-lived and unable to extend their lifespan through genetic modification. This led him to create the first-generation eggs, but his scientific research results in immortality had been coveted by the seven top churches at the time. They planned to kill him and seize his technology. Although the plan was successful, no one among them obtained complete immortality technology, and the first-generation eggs slipped through the net and continued to fulfill Glow's will. Garcia Llosa (+C): A former assassin of the Silver Blade of Rage, who entered college after defecting. 76 Roommates. Avilan: 76 pairs of dormitory classmates. Aifu: Avilan's roommate, his family seems a bit unusual. Marvel Relip Grylls: Professor at the University of Michigan, teacher of 76. Augustus Elric (Ogg): A young believer in 76, he had a perverted father who was killed (by whom? It's hard to guess), but he himself didn't seem to be normal. On the surface, he is a believer in the Red Cup Church. Vivien Littles: Believer of 76 To be continued background settings Modern science fiction style without cp Light Church (Glow Church): Mainly related to the Internet and AI Open up a consciousness bank under partial glow technology, consisting of the knowledge possessed by the main leader, with partial consciousness remaining in it In the transmission of infinite knowledge, people's consciousness is constantly washed and reshaped, making their character continue to move closer to the leaders. This leads to: accepting more knowledge, and also making their character constantly deviate from the original. Deus ex machina: Fragile human beings are replaced by machines to pursue an alternative ""immortality"" Defects: Rejection reaction between the human body and machinery (mild to severe) Consciousness decomposition and solidification under the consciousness library (Consciousness solidification: The church is biased in its technological development, making rapid progress in some aspects, while on the other hand stagnating. For example, AI is a backward technology, and the consciousness solidification of the consciousness library during its rise caused the AI field to not be explored too deeply ≠ not valued. In other words, this field continues to develop at the same time as the "real world" but cannot make a huge breakthrough in this field) Anna is currently the leader or mentor of the Glow Church: after the data was uploaded, her ambition was not satisfied with the path taken by her predecessors. She cultivated a new self through brain cells in the hope of blazing a new path. The new seeds will form a common frequency with the original brain after adulthood, and will basically become a semi-failure, becoming a tool for Anna to send instructions. Winter religion old school The original intention of its founding was to adhere to the world's technology and not cross the taboo boundaries, believing that its "influence" would bring destruction and death to the "present world" and those who step into it. It was internally referred to as the "Sunless Sea" Leader: Bone White Pigeon is wary of the subsequent development of the world's technological side after it deviates from the ethical scope and limits defined by humans. After talking to Glow, he established a winter center centered on the Irish Islands. He sees himself as a barrier to defend this line of defense. In the early days of its establishment, the Irish Islands were in a semi-closed state. After Glow's death, the exclusion and vigilance of other factions, coupled with the mutual hatred, the Irish Islands were completely closed and extremely exclusive, and a specific magnetic field with hidden characteristics was deployed to monitor the islands. Technology: Under the leadership of Bone White Pigeon, we open up a path different from that of Glow. They believe that the idea has the highest degree of matching in the original version and will not have any sequelae. The connection between soul and body is ingenious and cannot be completely analyzed. By controlling the delayed aging of cells and lengthening of gene chains, it is almost frozen, in order to achieve theoretical "infinity" Defects: □□ is nearly infinite, but cannot mentally carry too much memory. In order to reduce the burden, it will actively prune memories (the technology is lagging behind and unstable compared to other factions, resulting in the inability to independently choose memory faults and great randomness) Deus ex machina, cyber immortality Looking forward to future content

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