Cheng Xiao was stunned.
The content of the other party's words is very simple, obviously it is a simple vocabulary, but when combined, he can't react until the two let go:
"…Wait, what?"
Gossiu: "..."
He took a deep breath and smiled: "Ignore him."
The man frowned slightly: "Why? Obviously you..."
Before he could finish his words, he was hit with an elbow on the abdomen: "Hmm!"
Ge Xiu retracted his arms without changing his face, and the smile on his lips deepened a bit: "—Some people just like to joke."
Cheng Xiao: "..."
He stared blankly at the two in front of him, his eyes wandering over them.
I don't know why... He always felt that between the two of them, there was an atmosphere in which the others couldn't get in.
It's a natural familiarity that comes out inadvertently even if it doesn't need to be expressed.
The young man always had a smile on his face.
That kind of looming, casual smile hangs on his lips, it seems to be peaceful and friendly to everyone, and he rarely expresses any overly sharp views and opinions, but no one can see through that faint smile and see him clearly. What are you thinking about.
The depths of those dark eyes were always cold, as if they were separated from the whole world by a barrier, alienated and indifferent to everything.
Coupled with his appearance, that almost attractive face is extremely aggressive, just like gorgeous things are often poisonous, people will always stay away from danger subconsciously, even they don't even notice it themselves, but they are talking. Instinctively distanced from contact, as if some primordial nature was quietly admonishing in the mind.
Before today, Cheng Xiao was actually not that sensitive to this aspect, at most it was just another vague feeling.
Although the young man in front of him still had a smile on his face and his expression was calm, he was inexplicably alive. The almost intimacy-like attitude was not expressed in his words, but permeated from the details. I realized how different the other party's attitude towards other people is now.
After being slapped with an elbow, the tall man obediently stopped talking.
His eyelashes were drooping, his eyes darkened slightly, and there was an inexplicable tender connivance in his dark and deep eyes.
The two of them stood together unexpectedly in harmony.
Cheng Xiao couldn't hold back, and asked, "You... have known each other for a long time?"
Ge Xiu shrugged: "Almost."
"He is also a player of this game?"
Ge Xiu paused for two seconds: "... so to speak."
Cheng Xiao widened his eyes slightly, and said with emotion, "Then you can actually meet in the game, what a coincidence!"
The man smiled slightly: "It's probably fate."
Gossiu: "..."
He turned his head in a complicated way and glanced at the man who stood behind him as usual, lying and not taking a draft, took a deep breath, and promptly ended this nutritious topic: "By the way, he also has no place to live, this is Can you stay here for a while?"
Cheng Xiao nodded blankly: "Yes, yes..."
"But there is only one guest room," he scratched his head in embarrassment: "I don't know..."
I don't know if this gentleman would mind sleeping on the sofa.
However, before Cheng Xiao's words were finished, the man took over the conversation naturally: "It's okay, I can have a room with him."
His eyes are dark, and his smile is gentle and shallow, as if very reasonable: "After all, we are guests, there is no need to embarrass the master."
Cheng Xiao was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Ge Xiu.
"..." Ge Xiu pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed: "Okay."
Cheng Xiao was taken aback in his heart.
Although the two of them were not too familiar with each other, he subconsciously felt that Ge Xiu was not the kind of person who could easily let other people share the same room with him.
He agreed so easily...
For some unknown reason, Cheng Xiao actually felt that the man's self-introduction at the beginning was somewhat genuine.
He stepped aside and let the two come in.
As the man passed by Cheng Xiao, a familiar cold breath passed by.
Cheng Xiao's nose was slightly itchy, and he sneezed.
He rubbed his slightly red nose, raised his eyes and looked at the man's straight back, who had already walked away, inexplicably recalled the feeling of shaking hands with him just now.
-Are normal people's hands that cold
This fleeting question flashed through Cheng Xiao's mind, and it was almost impossible to capture it so quickly.
He shook his head, waved the thought out of his mind, and reached out to close the open door.
Cheng Xiao poured a glass of water for the two of them, and then sat down on the sofa.
He took a sip of the warm water in the cup and asked, "How is it, did the last copy go well?"
Ge Xiu nodded casually: "It's okay."
Cheng Xiao was a little nervous: "Are many people dead?"
Ge Xiu recalled it carefully and replied, "One."
Cheng Xiao was taken aback: "Only one?"
Although he entered the game not many times, but only one player died, even he knew that this situation was rare.
Ge Xiu thought for a while: "But... to be precise, it should be two, right?"
If the copy boss is also counted.
"Two is not too much." Cheng Xiao heaved a sigh of relief: "It seems that your last dungeon was not too difficult, and this game is a bit conscientious, after all, I gave you an hour to prepare after the last dungeon. …”
Ge Xiu listened with a smile on his face, nodding his head without saying a word.
At this moment, Cheng Xiao suddenly thought of something: "By the way, when will the next game start?"
Ge Xiu lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist.
Unexpectedly, the time on the electronic dial seemed to be affected by electromagnetic interference, flashing non-stop, as if there was a malfunction.
Cheng Xiao came over and frowned, "...What's going on?"
The two people's foreheads are very close, as if they are about to touch each other
He was puzzled: "I have never seen a watch in this state..."
Cheng Xiao's words were only halfway through when he felt a chill on the back of his neck, a creepy feeling like being stared at by a predator rose up from his back, and the sense of crisis he had learned from the dungeon came into play immediately. He raised his head suddenly, just in time to meet the dark eyes of the man's unpredictable emotions.
Those eyes were dark and dark, and there was no obvious emotional fluctuation, but it just made people's heart skip a beat.
Cheng Xiao stepped back subconsciously, pulling away from Ge Xiu.
The man casually withdrew his gaze and looked down at the water glass in front of him.
Cheng Xiao shrank his neck, that gloomy feeling was like a cold, smooth, cold-blooded animal circling the back of his neck. Even though it had disappeared, the residual touch still made him feel cold.
At this time, Ge Xiu raised his head: "Okay."
Cheng Xiao's body that leaned forward subconsciously froze slightly, he stopped abruptly, maintained that half-possessed posture and asked:
"how?"
Ge Xiu was unaware of the surging waves in the living room.
He raised his wrist to show Cheng Xiao: "The numbers above are fixed, and the next dungeon will start in 22 hours."
I saw that the dial on his wrist finally no longer seemed to be disturbed by something, but was finally fixed on a number: 22:43
Cheng Xiao frowned.
Although it is said that this time interval has indeed increased compared to the last time, it is still too short.
Generally speaking, seven days between the second and third dungeons is a relatively normal level, and it is only a day apart to enter the dungeon again, which is simply exhausting tactics...
He looked up at Ge Xiu hesitantly.
The young man in front of him had a calm face, and he didn't seem to be frightened by the short time on his watch. It was almost no different from the last time he saw his watch with only one hour left.
Ge Xiu stretched his body, yawned, and said lazily:
"In that case, there's still some time to rest - I'll take a shower and then go to sleep."
Cheng Xiao was a little confused: "Wait, wait, there's less than a day left, why don't you do anything to prepare?"
Ge Xiu stopped and turned to look at him:
"What preparations are needed?"
Cheng Xiao shook the phone in his hand to him: "The time you entered the dungeon was too short before, I didn't have time to tell you, in fact, there is a forum among the players of this game, where we usually exchange experiences and exchange. Items or a team or something, wait a minute and I can pull you in..."
"No need." Gossi interrupted him.
"Why?" Cheng Xiao was taken aback.
Ge Xiu glanced at him sideways: "Is there a high chance of the duplicates appearing repeatedly?"
Cheng Xiao hesitated for a moment: "The theory is there, but...it's unlikely..."
"Then it's okay." Ge Xiu turned around, walked towards the bathroom without stopping, and slowly dropped a sentence: "Anyway, it won't change anything after adding it in, so why should I waste that time? ?"
With a bang, the bathroom door closed.
The slender figure of the young man was also blocked behind him.
There were only Cheng Xiao and the man left in the room, and the atmosphere instantly became stagnant.
Cheng Xiao suddenly felt a little restless.
As if pacing beside a sleeping beast, the unease that seemed to rise from the depths of his soul made him thorn in his back.
But the other party obviously didn't think so.
The tall man sat relaxed on the sofa, his slender legs crossed each other, his expression was indifferent and calm, his eyes drooped slightly, but his eyes were always glued to the closed door.
Soon, the sound of pattering water came from the bathroom.
The man raised his eyelids, and his dark eyes glanced casually at Cheng Xiao, who was sitting beside him.
Although he didn't say a word, Cheng Xiao couldn't help his scalp go numb.
He hurriedly stood up, stammered a reason, and fled back to his room without looking back.
The door closed behind him.
The man's real sight and his cold and powerful aura were blocked from the door.
Cheng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and his body slowly relaxed.
He was recovering now.
No, this is obviously his home!
Why is he acting like a thief!
Cheng Xiao scratched his hair in annoyance, sat down on the edge of the bed, turned on his mobile phone casually, and entered the player's forum in a bored way.
A very prominent post floats on the front page.
It seems that it has just been published, but a high-rise building has been built in a very short time, and a bright red hot is dotted behind it, which looks particularly conspicuous.
The title is particularly appalling:
"Do you believe that players can counter-kill the dungeon boss?"
The author has something to say: I believe it anyway