Jiang Yan took a good rest in the system space for a while.
During this period of time, Lu Zhaoyang, who didn't even pay attention to him on WeChat before, came to him to play games when he had nothing to do.
Jiang Yan was very bored, and he didn't want to team up with the rookie No. 888, so he was naturally very happy. With this boss leading the flight, his level has been improved by leaps and bounds, and his rank has finally broken through to the highest level of the invincible God of War.
The two played in double row, and did not bring No. 888 and No. 666 to play. No. 888 and No. 666 were eating melon seeds and gossiping next to them.
The days are leisurely and leisurely, but also comfortable.
After resting enough, Jiang Yan picked an auspicious day and planned to enter the two-person plane with Lu Zhaoyang to play.
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No. 888 reminded: "The double plane this time is the same as last time. Neither I nor 666 can go in to accompany you. Moreover, you are only free to choose your partner, not the plane. So which plane you enter later depends on which plane you enter. Randomly assigned by the system."
Jiang Yan pursed his mouth when he heard the words.
"We won the championship, why is this reward so stingy? Why can't we choose the plane by ourselves? What if it's another terrifying plane?"
He didn't forget the plane of the corridor of death last time.
If it weren't for Lu Zhaoyang's presence, he might not even be able to pass the first test because he is timid and afraid of ghosts.
No. 888 spread his hands helplessly: "This is stipulated by the system, and there is nothing I can do about it. Besides, isn't random more exciting and fun?"
"How about exciting you? It was exciting enough last time, and almost didn't scare me out of a heart attack." Jiang Yan rolled his eyes.
The unknown is often the scariest.
The more this kind of time, the more unconstrained the thoughts in my mind.
Jiang Yan uncontrollably thought of the horror movies he had seen before, afraid that he would see zombies or something when he opened his eyes, his heart was pounding with nervousness, and his palms were sweating coldly.
At this moment, his hand was wrapped by another warm hand.
Jiang Yan froze for a moment, raised his eyes, and met Shang Lu Zhaoyang's deep gaze.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
The warmth from his palm made him calm down.
After reacting, I felt that the posture of the two people was a bit intimate|ambiguous.
But thinking of Lu Zhaoyang being a straight man, he felt that he was thinking too much, and he was clearly trying to comfort him.
"Thank you." Jiang Yan said.
No. 888 pressed the switch to open the plane, and the two of them disappeared into the system space soon after being enveloped in white light.
"Yanyan is basically accompanied by me in every plane, and suddenly I let him go alone, I feel a little uncomfortable. But at least with your big boss, nothing should happen—"
No. 888 spoke, but got no response.
Looking back, I saw No. 666 showing a sleepwalking expression, and his voice was weak: "No. 888, come here and pinch me..."
No. 888: "What's wrong with you?"
No. 666: "Was that my host just now? His expressionless face is like a big iceberg. These days, not only did he often smile at your host, but he even took the initiative to hold your host's hand just now! Since the last plane After I came back, I felt that there was something wrong with Lu Zhaoyang... "
"Anyway, if the two of them can make progress, that's a good thing. I hope they can soon..."
In the middle of speaking, No. 888 sighed and stopped talking.
No. 666 also thought of something, with a sad expression.
"I hope so."
…
When Jiang Yan opened his eyes, he found that he was sitting in the train compartment. There was a lot of noise outside, and many people were walking around.
After he got used to it for a while, he looked across and widened his eyes.
"Lu Zhaoyang, you—"