"I can't say it clearly. If you want to say when it will appear, there was a progress bar after Qiqi's birthday party last night, but it was 10% at that time. Later, when Qiqi slept with me last night, the progress bar became 13%. Confinement, what do you think is going on? What does this progress bar mean?"

Yuezi frowned slightly, squeezed his chin with his palms, and then clamped the atomic pen to his ears, drinking coffee and said:

"It's Kaiyi. Such good handwriting looks like it was written by a girl. The easiest thing to think of is probably what Miyako said about the world guide yesterday. Could this refer to the progress of our world guide?"

"Strategy World? Haha, we didn't do anything about Stratate World. We just had a birthday party and slept all night. It had nothing to do with Stratate World and other things." I touched the handwriting on the bookcase and said.

"That's what I said..." Yuezi also tilted his head, his eyes wandering on the ceiling.

"Confinement, to be honest, I suddenly had an idea. Does the completion on the cover refer to Qiqi's mood? Is Qiqi happier and happier... the higher the completion? Is it 100% of the completion, and that thing in the sky will disappear? Then we... and the whole world will be without crisis?" I asked thoughtfully.

"Brother, your idea is very interesting." Yuezi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at me ambiguously. On his fair and flawless face, there was a touch of red lips with a playful smile. "But, brother, why do you say it is Qiqi's happiness index? Maybe the progress bar above refers to your happiness index."

"My...happiness index? Haha. No way, that's not." I laughed dryly, then touched my forehead, frightened by the strange guess of Yuezi.

Yuezi's bright eyes looked at me and said:

"Think about it, brother, Qiqi celebrates her birthday party, and she is very happy. Brother, you have seen so many people, have dinner and drinks with so many people. Aren't you very happy? Qiqi is happy, of course you are also happy. And sleeping with Qiqi at night is also a kind of warm happiness for you? No 'papa' will be unhappy when sleeping in the same bed with her daughter, right?"

Speaking of this, my heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly felt that what Confinement Zi said made a lot of sense. Last night, I was in a good mood, especially when Xueqi came to sleep with me last night, I felt an indescribable sense of excitement and satisfaction in my heart... If according to the confinement Zi's guess, this progress bar refers to my level of happiness, and it seems that it is not impossible.

"It makes sense to hear you say this, ha." I couldn't help laughing, "But after you said this by Confinement, do you think this progress bar represents me or Qiqi?"

"Well..." Yuezi pinched her delicate nose with her hands. This was the movement that Yuezi liked to do when she was thinking. I knew that Yuezi must be considering my question.

"Brother, do you think that in your heart, is your happiness more important, or is Qiqi's happiness more important?" After almost a few seconds of silence, Yuezi suddenly looked at me and asked a question that caught me off guard.

I have to say that this problem during confinement is very sudden, but it points directly to my heart.

Qiqi's happiness? My happiness?

These are two issues on a balance.

In fact, I have considered this issue more than once a long time ago.

Because I am actually very clear that these two issues are contradictory or even irreconcilable.

In the end, only one of these two can be chosen.

When Xueqi falls in love with someone else one day and is about to marry another man and leave me, I will face this choice.

The question from Confinement is equivalent to presenting the reality that I am most reluctant to face in front of me.

"This... what's there to ask? Qiqi is happy. She lives a good life and I am happy too. Why do you ask that?" I smiled and said.

"Really?" Yuezi raised his eyebrows, as if he had seen through my thoughts. I have to say that Yuezi's eyes are really sharp, and sometimes I am really afraid of her, an overly smart sister.

"Really, can there be fake?" I pursed my lips and laughed out loud.

Yuezi blinked, continued to hold her chin with one hand, and asked with a shallow and charming smile:

"Well... well, since you don't want to answer positively, let me ask some other questions... Brother, if Qiqi is not your adopted daughter, I am not your sister, just from the perspective of a man looking at a woman, who do you prefer in terms of comprehensive personality, beauty, etc.? Is it me, or... Qiqi?"

Speaking of this, Yuezi couldn't help but look at me a few more times, and then there was a little more anticipation in his eyes. In my eyes, Yuezi has always been an elegant, gentle and intellectual woman, but she didn't expect that she also had such a tricky and playful side.

Do I prefer my sister’s confinement period or Xueqi?

This is also a dilemma for me.

Confinement is my sister. Although she and I did not grow up together, they met when Xueqi was thirteen years old. And because she went to France to study later, I didn’t spend much time with her. For me, Confinement is actually more like a perfect woman who has entered my life. It’s a bit awkward to say that she is my sister.

And what about Xueqi? Xueqi has lived with me for eighteen years. I watched her grow up little by little. I can guess any of Xueqi's habits and thoughts. Sometimes, she may not notice a little inadvertent move by herself, and I can understand her inner world.

However, it would be too difficult to answer if I asked me who I like better.

Just in terms of appearance, Yuezi and Xueqi are almost the same. Yuezi is elegant, gentle, smart, wise, understanding, and has a little mysterious woman, while Xueqi is a simple and innocent girl with no complicated ideas at all. In terms of personality, Yuezi always makes me feel very at ease, but Xueqi always makes me feel very uneasy, for fear that something will happen if she goes out and turns left...

"Your question, haha, what does it mean?" I stammered.

"Brother, don't escape, don't answer questions with questions, answer quickly." Yuezi blinked, grabbed my hand, stared at my face and asked.

"What... how to say this? Let's put it this way, you and Qiqi are completely two types of girls. Are you well-educated, gentle and smart? As for Qiqi, you are simple and kind, and a little sentimental. Your question is like asking which woman is better, Lin Daiyu or Xue Baochai. They are both different types of women, how can people choose?"

"What if... I have to choose?" Yuezi looked at me, Ming Cancan's eyes didn't blink, as if she would keep staring at me like this, as if she would keep waiting.

"Didn't we go off topic after confinement?"

"Brother, reply - answer." The confinement was repeated. This time, there was a little more compulsion in the tone of confinement.

"Uh... Then I can like you, right? But you are my own sister and are related by blood. All I said is that if you are not my sister... don't think too much..." Speaking of this, I felt that my face was as hot as it was on the charcoal fire. When I said this, although I tried to pretend to be as relaxed and indifferent as possible, and even a little funny, in fact, I knew that I really like confinement. Back then, when I first saw the confinement period when I came back to look for my relatives, I was really amazed by her, and even, I almost walked with her...

"Brother, I love you too. Brother... How about we get married? Just two of us, secretly..." Suddenly, even for no reason, Yuezi suddenly said this to me. When I heard this, I felt my heart start to jump up, and I almost overturned the teacup in my hand.

"Ha, confinement... why do you love to joke so much today?"

"But, I'm not kidding, brother..." As he said that, there was no smile on Yuezi's face. She suddenly grabbed my left hand with her warm right hand. The ambiguous and sudden action really scared me. I saw a faint blush on Yuezi's fair cheeks. At the same time, I could also feel the rhythm of the heartbeat from Yuezi's palm...

During the confinement period, it seems that I am very nervous?

"Confinement," I swallowed, restrained my tide of heart, sank down my face, and said word by word, "This matter... can we talk about it if we have time in the future?"

Hearing my words, Yuezi's expression of anticipation gradually stopped.

Although she kept a smile on her face, she seemed to know my answer from her frozen smile after being confinement.

"Brother, look at you being nervous and excited, haha, I'm just trying your happiness index. The completion rate has not changed at all. It seems that this progress bar should be Qiqi's happiness index, not yours."

When I heard the words of Confinement, I was finally stunned and completely understood the significance of Confinement. She just wanted to detect whether the completion rate in the book refers to my happiness index?

But...is it really just to test whose happiness index is?

Looking at Yuezi's still smiling face, I couldn't find the answer in her eyes.

However, looking at Yuezi's smiling face, I suddenly thought sadly that for men, perhaps the two most painful relationships in this world are father and daughter, and the other is brother and sister.

"Buy some gifts for Qiqi, try it." Yuezi suddenly suggested.

"A gift..."

"Just be a birthday gift, brother, haven't you given Qiqi's birthday gift yet?" Yuezi smiled, "If the completion rate increases, then you can be sure of something."

I remembered the fact that I bought gifts for Xueqi at the beginning, but because of the sudden incident yesterday, I forgot it. When I was a child, I usually bought toys and other things for Xueqi, but Xueqi is now growing up and it is not easy to consider what she wants to buy. If you buy clothes, I just bought them a while ago. As for mobile phones and laptops, Xueqi also has them, and there are not many left to choose from. Finally, I made a choice between mp5 and a watch. The tip I gave to me during the confinement period is that it is more appropriate to buy a watch, because it will be used in the college entrance examination.

So that afternoon, I went to buy gifts for Xueqi, and accompanied James, Frexiu, Yuezi and Zhang Muyi to go shopping in the mall.

Because I didn't bring cash, James, Confinement and Zhang Muyi had to borrow money from me temporarily, and I borrowed my credit card generously. Since I came to China, James and Frexiu have not visited them well, so that afternoon I also took them out for a walk and introduced them to the corners of the city where I have lived for more than 30 years. The foreign boy Frexiu had a lot of fun. He kept shooting the corners of the city with his mobile phone, constantly expressing his feelings in English. What surprised me was that after one day, Frexiu actually learned a few Chinese words.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang." This is the first sentence Fresh said to me in Chinese. Although it was still awkward and the tone was not very standard, it surprised me enough. After asking, I realized that this was what James taught Fresh last night. According to James, the little boy Fresh was very smart and smart, but a little naughty. Last night, under the guidance of James, Fresh had learned more than a hundred Chinese words, more than fifty most basic communication sentences, and also understood some Chinese grammar and some daily words, such as thank you, goodbye, hello, I want it, no... There is no big problem with it.

Because I had to do tutoring, Xueqi also went to Teacher Ma’s house early in the morning that day, and waited until she came back in the evening, and I handed her the gifts she had prepared in advance.

"Qiqi, see what dad bought for you?"

"What, Dad...ah, is it a watch?" Seeing the box I handed her with the exquisite girl's watch, Xueqi immediately opened her mouth happily, then couldn't help but take it out and look left and right, and put it on her wrist to try the size.

"Hey, this watch is so good, it's a radio-wave watch. It seems to be imported from abroad. There is only one classmate in our class who has it. Dad, I like it, how much does it cost? It seems that this kind of watch is very expensive, right?" Xueqi asked.

I told Xueqi the price and told her that her 18th birthday is of great significance to girls, and it is nothing to be expensive. Xueqi happily put her watch on her slender and soft wrist, and constantly adjusting the hour hand on the radio watch like a child getting a new toy, and then she was very happy to watch the hour hand adjusting automatically back to the precise moment.

"Why, don't you say thank you dad?" I smiled, deliberately raised an eyebrow, and asked in a deep tone.

"Thank you dad, thank you dad, thank you dad, thank you dad!" As I asked, Xueqi immediately said thank you four times in a playful way, then put down her schoolbag and started taking pictures of her watch with her mobile phone to put it on WeChat.

"What? You said too lightly, I didn't hear it? Say it ten times..." I said deliberately and evilly.

"Thank you dad, thank you dad, thank you dad... Thank you - thank you - dad - dad - ah!!!!" Knowing that I was deliberately teasing her, Xueqi suddenly tiptoed and screamed in my ears with a volume that increased forty-point 40 pounds, which made me deafening. Although my ears were buzzing, I felt an inexplicable sense of pride in my heart when I looked at Xueqi, who was full of joy. This is the pride of being a parent.

Looking at Xue Qi's cheering and excited look, I couldn't help but touch her soft little head, then took off her coat and threw it on the wooden chair with Fresey sitting on the long backrest. The little boy looked at the watch in Xue Qi's hand with a little envious look, with his big eyes shining.

At this time, Yuezi walked to me and whispered to me:

"Brother, Qiqi looks in a good mood. Why don't she go and read that book?"

I looked at Yuezi, nodded, and then went upstairs with Yuezi to read the book "Ordinary World".

When I found "Ordinary World" sandwiched between the quilt from the bedroom drawer, I was shocked.

Because the cover of the book has indeed changed as Yuezi said.

Completeness: 16%.

"It has changed... it has really changed..." I murmured to myself, as if I was reciting the Book of Songs.

"It's really incredible..." Even Confinement Zi rubbed the numbers on the written word with his fingertips, as if he was wondering if it was written by someone.

"Brother, it seems that Qi Qi is really happy, the higher the completion rate..."

"That means that when Qiqi is happy, it is equivalent to completing the task of our God game. Is this meaning... yes?" I stared at the words in the book for a long time, but I couldn't see any traces of being wronged. However, I had a feeling in my heart that maybe Qiqi is really happy and this world can be saved, although even I think it is ridiculous, how did such logic be established?

"It really looks like this. But why is Qiqi?" Of course, Yuezi couldn't understand the reason. She just silently put the book away, then hid it in the cabinet, and asked me to hide it. It would be better to buy a lock to lock the cabinet, which is safer.

"Confinement, then you think, should I be better for Qiqi next?"

"When have you been bad for Qiqi?" Yuezi glanced at me gently and said with a smile, "Actually, it's good to keep this like this. It's too artificial. Maybe Qiqi will not adapt to it. Taking advantage of the National Day holiday, I think you don't let Qiqi go to make up for the class, and take her out for fun. In the second year of high school, although the study pressure is quite high, you still have to rest when it's time to rest, and Qiqi's grades are not bad either."

"Well, actually, I think so too." I nodded, "I just don't know if Qiqi likes it, and I don't know where she wants to play."

"Just just ask Qiqi. By the way, didn't Qiqi make a wish on her birthday yesterday? Maybe she will be very happy if her wish is fulfilled?" Yuezi's proposal did make me suddenly realize. In fact, I have always been curious about what wish Qiqi made at the birthday party yesterday.

So I wanted to go downstairs to find Qiqi. Who knew that as soon as I turned around, I saw the little boy Fresey standing at the door.

Seeing me, Freshe opened his eyes and mouth wide and said in less standard Chinese:

"Uncle Yang...I saw God."

Looking at Frethy standing at the door, I hurriedly closed the cabinet with books. Then I realized his words and said with a smile:

"God, God? Oh, let uncle see too. Where is God?"

"There..." the little boy opened his eyes blankly and pointed to the corridor outside the room.

I followed the little boy out. Indeed, on the stairs at the corner of the corridor on the first floor and the second floor, I saw an image of sludge rubbing out of the white corridor because the soles of the shoes were stuck. This image looked nothing at first, but when I squinted my eyes and turned to the angle, it really looked like a smiling Jesus face.

Of course, I also knew that the mud that stepped on the face of Jesus came from my leather shoes. Because it rained yesterday, I guessed a little mud when I went out shopping. I hurriedly followed the confinement period and scraped the soil on the soles of my feet to the ground.

Looking at the faces on the ground, Freshe shouted excitedly, but I couldn't help but feel a numbness in my scalp.

Because, this is not the first time I have seen this face.
To be continued...