Strategy to Capture Men: 109.109

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Ding Yao stood by the bed and heard that Xiaoyan wanted the man named Qiao Chengyu to stay. And this man from who knows which planet seemed to finally understand the situation and expressed his willingness for the time being. Leave.

We don’t yet know what this man’s combat prowess is or what skills he has to make a living. But at least it can be seen that he doesn't seem to have any intentions towards Xiaoyan. He woke up thinking about finding his wife.

That's okay. In this case, as long as he is willing to leave on his own, there is no need to kill him, Ding Yao thought. After all, there is a difference between killing a man Xiaoyan has no intention of killing and killing a man Xiaoyan likes. In the past, Ding Yao would not care about this difference. But now, Ding Yao has to admit that he really doesn't care about Xiao Yan anymore.

At this moment, the name "Han Yanyan" floated into his ears lightly, like a thunder on the ground.

Ding Yao suddenly raised his head!

But he couldn't see anything clearly. There was a vast expanse of white in front of him. He couldn't see Xiao Yan's expression at all. He could only hear her admiration for that man. When nothing happens, Xiao Yan is always gentle. Just listening to her voice, Ding Yao can't tell any difference.

How could Ding Yao still treat her the same as before!

At this moment, what flashed through Ding Yao's mind was exactly the same thought as Qiao Chengyu - her name was Han Yanyan? How could she be called Han Yanyan?

Who is Han Yanyan? She was the last woman in his previous life.

In the beginning, she was an ordinary beautiful woman. Later, she became an increasingly beautiful woman. Later, he was hunted by the Corpse King, and his friends gradually abandoned him, except for this woman who never left him.

Finally...

With Ding Yao's character, he never looked back at the past or the dead, he only looked forward. Reincarnated on this indifferent planet, he never cared about "why me", "why here" or "why this happened". No matter how this reincarnation happened, he was already born and already here. Tracing back to his origins cannot change the current situation.

But now, he can't help but think about it. Because Xiaoyan... is actually called Han Yanyan!

So Xiaoyan is Han Yanyan? Ding Yao could not confirm.

In addition to being able to kill people, Xiao Yan and Han Yanyan have completely different personalities. Han Yanyan is reserved and cold, speaking very little. Xiao Yan is relatively simple, and because he is far away from the crowd, he has a natural wildness, and he talks so much that it can drive people crazy.

Their looks are also completely different...

Ding Yao's thinking suddenly stopped for a moment.

It is true that Xiao Yan's appearance is completely different from Han Yanyan's, but Ding Yao now recalls that there was indeed a hint of Han Yanyan in her eyebrows. But at that time, he was completely focused on his own survival situation and didn't care at all. And those faint shadows gradually disappeared as Xiaoyan grew older. Her appearance became more and more beautiful as she grew older, and she no longer had any resemblance to Han Yanyan.

If he can be reincarnated into this world, why can't Han Yanyan?

"Xiaoyao?" A warm hand touched his cheek and asked worriedly and gently, "What's wrong?"

Ding Yao suddenly came to his senses.

He raised his hand and touched Xiao Yan's face.

Although the skin care products are only homemade ointments, her skin is still very delicate due to long-term consumption of nutrient solution. Ding Yao recalled the feeling of touching Han Yanyan in the white field of vision, but he couldn't find any similar feeling.

"Xiaoyao?" she asked, "Are you not used to getting along with strangers?"

She knelt down and held Ding Yao in her arms, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, he doesn't look like a bad guy."

Her embrace was the feeling he was familiar with, warm and safe.

So what if she is Han Yanyan? Ding Yao recalled the past eight years and was very convinced that even if she was really the reincarnation of Han Yanyan, she would not still have the memories of her previous life like him.

She is a brand new person, she is Xiaoyan.

But if she is the reincarnation of Han Yanyan... Ding Yao thought of the end of his previous life.

Is it bad luck or debt collection?

No matter what, it only means that he and she are destined to be tied together and never be separated.

Qiao Chengyu took a good nap, and when he woke up, he felt that his physical strength and energy had been restored. He lay motionless, his thoughts confused.

What a junk star or spaceship, it would be great if it were fake. But he was lying on his back and could see the ceiling, which really told him that he was in a broken spaceship at this time. There was a woman and a child who lived like rats in a garbage dump.

And her name is Han Yanyan.

Qiao Chengyu turned over and sat up. This thing was too weird, he had to ask clearly.

"Are you awake?" A cold voice came from the door.

Qiao Chengyu looked up and saw the little boy standing at the door. Gray-white eyes looked at him, expressionless.

"Mom told you to wake up and go eat." He turned around and said, "Follow me."

Qiao Chengyu paused, stood up and followed him. Two people, one large and one small, were walking in the corridor.

"Miss Han is your mother?" Qiao Chengyu couldn't help but ask.

The young man walking in front gave a cold "hmm".

"Your mother's name is Han Yanyan?" Qiao Chengyu asked again. There was something weird in his tone of voice.

The young man stopped and turned around. The gray-white pupils are a bit scary under the light. He asked: "Is there anything wrong with this name?"

That's very wrong. He came to a planet in an unknown time and space, and unexpectedly met a woman named Han Yanyan!

Qiao Chengyu was silent for a while and said, "My wife’s name is... Han Yanyan."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strange feeling rising from the young man's body, as sharp as a blade. Qiao Chengyu instinctively took a step back.

The "Han Yanyan" here suddenly poked his head out of a door: "Are you here? I seem to hear your voice? Why don't you come in?" Timely interrupting what might be happening.

The little boy turned around and walked into the hatch without saying a word. Qiao Chengyu stood there for a few seconds and then followed.

"I cooked meat porridge and baked cakes." Han Yanyan was busy carrying bowls and dishes.

The meat is minced and boiled together with broken rice residue until it becomes thick and rotten. The cake contains the pulp of a certain fruit, which has a fragrant aroma after being roasted. Compared with the "nutrient solution" that was like low-quality soda before, it can be regarded as a delicious meal.

Qiao Chengyu drank half the bowl of porridge without knowing it.

Han Yanyan asked with concern: "Is the taste easy to get used to?"

"Very good, really good." Qiao Chengyu said, "Sorry to bother you."

Han Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's good if you can get used to it. This is what we usually eat. I also want to get you some good ones, but the environment is so bad now. Some of the animals we could see before I can’t see them anymore. Only the rats are still fat and strong, and all the inventory in the house is rat meat.”

Qiao Chengyu's hand froze just as he scooped up a spoonful of meat porridge. Something that I thought was delicious just now surged up from my stomach.

He looked at the minced meat on the spoon, used a lot of perseverance to suppress the feeling of stomach acid, opened his mouth and took all the porridge into his mouth. It took a few seconds to finally swallow the mouthful of porridge.

Once you get over this hurdle, it won’t be that difficult later. He swallowed hard and drank the remaining half of the bowl of porridge without wasting any of it.

This is a garbage star abandoned by human society. This is a mother and son trying to survive in a garbage dump. The crude food further illustrates the difficulty of survival.

After Qiao Chengyu, who had a clear mind, accepted the current situation, he went directly into survival mode without any pretense.

He previously claimed to be the CEO of a group. Whether Xiaoyan understands the term CEO or not, Ding Yao understands it.

From a prosperous city to an abandoned mining star, a CEO can accept the status quo and adapt to the environment in such a short time. This kind of mentality... Ding Yao feels that he is not inferior to himself when the apocalypse first came.

He lowered his head and took a sip of porridge, slowly tore open the disease, and put each piece into his mouth to chew. I heard Han Yanyan sigh and say: "You must be from a first- or second-level literary star, right? It's hard for you."

"Why do you say that?" Qiao Chengyu asked.

"You look like you have lived a good life." Han Yanyan was a little envious, "You even look good when you eat. You are completely different from us."

Qiao Chengyu looked at the two mother and son in the chicken coop. They both ate ferociously. It was obvious that they had developed this eating habit because food was in short supply for a long time and was therefore very precious.

He was silent for a moment and said: "I don't know what the first- and second-level cultural stars you are talking about are like. Where I come from, although the level of science and technology is not as good as here, it is prosperous, peaceful, stable, and rich in products."

"The level of technology is lower than here?" Han Yanyan was a little surprised, "The technology here is already hundreds of years ago. We have lost contact with the Star Network for more than two hundred years, and we have no access to any new technology at all. Technology. Are you a third-level literary star where you come from?"

But she quickly sighed and said, "Even if it's level three, it's much better than here."

Qiao Chengyu was silent for a while and asked: "Miss Han, how did I get here?"

Han Yanyan said: "You were in a life-sustaining cabin and were thrown down by the spacecraft that threw garbage. Fortunately, Xiaoyao found you, otherwise you might have died when the energy of the life-sustaining cabin was exhausted. Even if you can wake up, it will be difficult for you to find food alone in the garbage dump, and you may still die quickly."

Ding Yao could hear that Xiaoyan was intimidating Qiao Chengyu on the one hand, and showing favor on the other. It's just that although she has first-class survival skills, she doesn't have much experience in communicating with others, so this method is very clumsy.

But it is clear that he wants to keep Qiao Chengyu.

Qiao Chengyu, a business elite, naturally understood it very well. He nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for saving me. I'm afraid I'll have to bother you for a while. I've caused trouble to you."

After he finished speaking, the eyes of the woman also named "Han Yanyan" lit up.

Actually, she is a very simple woman, he thought.

"Miss Han..." He called out, but was interrupted by Han Yanyan. She said: "Call me Yanyan."

Qiao Chengyu immediately changed his mind and said, "Yanyan, my mind is very confused right now. Please help me think about it. What situation would make me appear here?"

Han Yanyan was a little surprised and said, "You don't know?"

Qiao Chengyu lowered his eyes.

"My last memory is of holding a wedding." He said.

Gorgeous, dreamy, grand and perfect wedding. He is about to marry the bride of his dreams. She was wearing a wedding dress and bathed in the pale golden sunshine, so beautiful and dazzling.

Then the earth shook and the castle collapsed. Strange white light came from all directions, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already here.

"Could it be a kidnapping?" Han Yanyan thought for a long time before asking.

While a wedding was being held, aliens attacked and abducted some people into space. Then I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know what they did to him. In short, one day, he lost his value and was discarded as garbage.

Although it is very science fiction, but against the background here, it seems to be very logical and reasonable.

"No, it doesn't make sense." Qiao Chengyu said, "I was at a wedding at that time, but now I'm wearing my daily clothes, not a wedding dress. This doesn't make sense."

This is actually... a small preference of Han Yanyan, which turned out to be a bug in the logic.

Han Yanyan herself had a headache.

She was just thinking about how to get over it, when the little boy with gray eyes suddenly sneered.