"Lu Xiaoxiao" did not answer, but in the blink of an eye, their surroundings had changed.
When Lu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar ceiling of her bedroom-she had no idea when she had lain down.
Her vision had only just focused when 037 came rushing over, bawling.
The Blond-Locked Boy clung to Lu Xiaoxiao's arm and wailed without a shred of dignity, as though mourning at a funeral. "Waaaaah, Host, you finally woke up! Do you know how terrifying that was? I watched you collapse with a thud right in the middle of a sentence! Do you know how scared I was? Waaaaah, I thought you... I thought you..."
Before he could finish, Lu Xiaoxiao mercilessly swatted him away. "Pah, pah, pah! Stop saying unlucky things! What are you making such a fuss for? I only collapsed; it's not like my vital signs disappeared. How are you supposed to accomplish anything if you panic like this?"
That slap knocked some composure into 037. By the time he sat upright again, he had calmed down considerably.
He wiped away his tears and looked at Lu Xiaoxiao, still sniffling. "So what exactly happened just now, Host? Did you meet the Original Host?"
"Of course I did!" Lu Xiaoxiao got out of bed and walked over to the wardrobe to pick out her clothes for the day, telling 037 what had happened. "We've reached an understanding on a few things. Anyway, she won't hurt me, and I agreed to help her with something."
"Huh? Help her with what? Is it something legitimate?"
"It is. She asked me to help find her biological parents. That's a perfectly reasonable request, so I agreed."
As she spoke, Lu Xiaoxiao found a dress she wanted to wear that day. She held it up