Nan Zhou slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.
He blinked his eyes again and again, adjusting to the feeling of his consciousness reawakening in his body.
He just... seemed to have retraced a familiar path.
There is still a light and warm sugary scent in the breath, but in the hot summer air, there is no strong sticky feeling.
The icing rain seemed to pass directly through his skin, and a layer of snow fell on his heart.
Nan Zhou has never tried such a fresh way of eating candy.
So he raised his hand, put his thumb to his lips, and rubbed it curiously.
Suddenly, he heard Li Yinhang whispering beside him: "...Are you awake?"
Nan Zhou turned his head away.
... Li Yinhang hugged the Antarctic star who was eating apples, and formed a ball.
Nan Zhou: "When did you wake up?"
Li Yinhang: "I shouldn't have slept for a long time... about ten minutes."
Nan Zhou: "Hmm. Then you'll be fast."
Li Yinhang: "..."
She stared at the darkness in front of her, demented.
She pretended that Nan Zhou was complimenting her.
Nan Zhou said again, "What did you dream about?"
Li Yinhang: "..." It stands to reason that such an embarrassing level should not be mentioned and digested separately
Li Yinhang: "...Can I say no?"
Nan Zhou looked at her seriously: "Yes."
Li Yinhang sighed.
Out of consideration for the task, she still explained it honestly.
She said: "I dreamed of the male god in my junior high school. He was giving speeches under the national flag. He was bilingual in Chinese and English. He was in charge of the English part. He was very sexy."
"As soon as he finished speaking, I was still a little excited, and the scene was cut."
"I dreamed of a monthly test when I was in high school again."
"My English is not very good, and the exam was important and difficult. The more anxious I became, the more I couldn't understand the questions, and I almost cried."
"My deskmate happened to be near my exam table, and suddenly he threw a small note at me and winked at me."
"I held it in my hand and didn't dare to look at it, so I held it until the paper was wet. After the exam was over, I hid in the toilet and looked at it. It was all the answers to the multiple-choice questions."
"Later I dreamed of the little wall head I liked when I was in college. The CP of novels and TV dramas I chased after. A nice voice I heard occasionally when answering customer service calls... "
Nan Zhou probably understood: "So, you woke up early because..."
Li Yinhang: "... um."
Li Yinhang: "Dream is too fast."
The speed is comparable to that of a bank counter.
After waking up, Li Yinhang pondered and understood the mechanism of this level, and why his dream state was 0, and the experience was extremely poor.
Her hormones are symbolically boiling, and for the first two or three days, she continues to be a single widow happily.
The materials that she can provide to the game NPC to play are really pitiful.
In order to make her dream go on, the game NPC took great pains, and even deliberately blurred some details in reality.
For example, in junior high school, just after listening to the male god's speech, the best friend standing behind her immediately announced that she was going after the male god, and she immediately dismissed her thoughts honestly.
For example, the deskmate who gave her the answer was actually a gentle lady.
Li Yinhang burst into tears.
She knew that she had been soloing all the time, but she never knew that she had been soloing so thoroughly.
The role of the dream is to take her to review it again.
In order to disperse this frustration, she asked Nan Zhou, "what about you, what did you dream about?"
As long as both of them are embarrassed, then she is not the most embarrassed one.
Nan Zhou said, "I don't remember."
Li Yinhang: "..." Is it rude
Nan Zhou looked at his palm and asked himself in surprise, "...Why?"
Li Yinhang's experience told him that what she dreamed was what had really happened to her.
This is content related to the game, and it is not a dream that is easy to forget after doing it.
But Nan Zhou really didn't remember anything.
He only remembered that the dream was not long, which was fine.
My heart is very comfortable, as if a damp rain has just fallen, and the dull spring buds that have broken out of the seeds are probing the brain.
However, there seemed to be some kind of power in it that prevented him from keeping that memory at all.
Hearing his thoughtful tone, Li Yinhang quickly reacted.
… Nan Zhou is not a liar.
She knew that she couldn't solve Nan Zhou's confusion, so she hugged Nanzhou Xing obediently and shrank aside: "Take a rest. Let's talk when Brother Fang wakes up."
Nan Zhou asked her, "Is there no way to wake him up?"
"I tried." Li Yinhang shook his head, "No way."
In fact, she did not dare to make violent wake-up acts such as vigorous shaking, splashing water, and placing Antarctic stars.
In the dream, their consciousness was imprisoned in the palm of the game NPC.
She didn't dare to try what would happen if she acted rashly.
Nan Zhou did not try either.
According to the task time, Li Yinhang slept for nearly 15 minutes.
And he woke up after two and a half hours of deep sleep.
He decided to give Jiang Fang half an hour.
Once the three-hour time limit is exceeded, then the next three doors may not be easy.
Nan Zhou rested one arm under his head.
Jiang Fang was still sleeping beside him, breathing evenly.
I don't know what he was dreaming about.
Thinking of this, Nan Zhou moved his body, only to find that his shoes had been taken off.
He recalled that when the turbulent drowsiness came frantically, he had not yet been on the bed, and his mental prevention and control was basically 0. He had already leaned against Jiang Fang, and his body and spirit were all well prepared to fall asleep. Prepare.
He didn't know how Jiang Fang resisted the drowsiness and just took off his shoes.
... Obviously Jiang Fang didn't have time to take off his own shoes.
Nan Zhou sat up and took off Jiang Fang's shoes rustlingly, so that he could lie down more comfortably.
Li Yinhang has been nervously sitting on the bed, not even taking off his shoes, ready to run at any time.
A good bed was slept alive by her into a coffin board.
When Nan Zhou woke up, she dared to quietly put on her shoes, curled up on the bed, and rested while waiting for Jiang Fang to come back.
When he was about to lie down again, Nan Zhou suddenly touched his neckline subconsciously.
The buttons were found to be well fastened. He wondered again.
… I have never had the habit of unbuttoning my shirt collar.
This action is clearly superfluous.
With secret thoughts in mind, Nan Zhou lay neatly back to Jiang Fang's side.
Probably out of fun, or out of other thoughts, Nan Zhou put his feet in snow-white socks to Jiang Fang's feet, and his toes moved on his feet.
… urging him to wake up quickly.
…
Jiang Fang stopped when he was only a few centimeters away from Nan Zhou's soft lips.
The breath entangled and blended ambiguous, in the faint fragrance of yeast, malt and icing sugar, no matter how you look at it, the next thing brewed should be a sweetest kiss.
But Jiang Fang still stopped.
On the one hand, it was his reason that stopped.
On the other hand, there was a touch that distracted him.
… how to say.
There is a feeling of being touched by a stray cat and rubbing against the trousers.
Jiang Fang looked down, but only saw the reflection of the two intertwined, and the sincere desire and desire.
The heartbeat just now and the scene in front of him made Jiang Fang realize that he was poisoned.
All he has learned from this hormonal urge is mistrust and pain.
Yet he has crossed the line.
Because of impulsiveness, Jiang Fang broke the safe distance that should have been strictly maintained.
So there is only one thing he can do.
Jiang Fang lowered his head, took a step back, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
The good atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.
Wolf NPC: "..." Are you fucking bad
The countless nodes just now, the wolf NPC felt that it was a matter of course.
when drunk.
while sitting on his feet.
When the two fell to the ground with a coffee table for cover.
And just now.
As long as he completes excessively intimate actions, then he can pull the player to sink into the endless sea of desire and darkness, and never get out of this perpetually ambiguous and damp dream.
Like the image established in Little Red Riding Hood, Wolf has always been a faithful actor.
He is still an actor who holds a real-time script in his hand and can forcefully intervene in the most charming and climax part of the fantasy world at any time.
Li Daitao stiff, replace it.
But seeing that Jiang Fang had already reacted physiologically, the wolf NPC felt that he just needed to make persistent efforts.
He vividly followed the script and continued to act: "Are you uncomfortable?"
Jiang Fang: "A little bit."
The wolf NPC read out what Nan Zhou said to Jiang Fang at this moment.
The tone and expression are all perfectly restored frankness and frankness.
"Nanzhou": "I understand, you want to ask for a partner."
Jiang Fang looked up at him, walked to the street corner, and hid himself in the darkness: "It's just for a while. Anyone would have such an urge."
"Nanzhou" asked seriously: "Do you need my help?"
As he said that, he wanted to get close to Jiang Fang.
However, Jiang Fang stopped: "Just stand there and wait. Don't come here."
"Nanzhou" had to stop: "Oh."
On the other side, Jiang Fang, who was in the dark, stuck the tip of a ballpoint pen into his thigh without changing his expression.
Pain helped push the tide of desire to fade away.
He tidied up his clothes, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, restored his bright appearance, and slowly stepped out of the darkness.
Nan Zhou always waited there obediently, without taking a step away.
The wolf NPC was rather boring and has now left his body.
Nanzhou standing here is the phantom in Jiang Fang's memory.
Jiang Fang took the initiative to greet him: "Just now... I'm sorry."
Nan Zhou: "Why do you say sorry?"
Jiang Fang explained: "This is a very rude thing in the rules of the human world."
Nan Zhou: "Why?"
Jiang Fang: "Because, it is a serious impolite behavior to do such a thing without being tempted or responsible."
This is a very sincere apology.
Nan Zhou responded with a little curiosity unique to small animals: "Why can't you be tempted?"
"If the heart doesn't move, what else can the heart be used for?"
Jiang Fang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, trying to explain: "Being tempted... It's not something that can happen between us."
Nan Zhou: "Aren't we friends?"
Jiang Fang: "'Friends'... not everything can be done."
Nan Zhou frowned in confusion.
In his opinion, after getting along with Jiang Fang these days, the closest relationship in the world should be friends.
He is not very interested in other relationships.
Jiang Fang continued to teach him: "Some friends can be tempted, such as male and female friends. Some friends cannot cross the line."
Nan Zhou: "Yeah."
Jiang Fang: "Understood?"
Nan Zhou: "Understood."
Nan Zhou: "Then can I have another boyfriend? I want to know what temptation is."
Nan Zhou only knew that he had a reproductive impulse towards Jiang Fang.
The new concept of "moving the heart" sounds like a very interesting subject and worth learning.
Jiang Fang gritted his teeth sharply: "..."
Fortunately, he immediately controlled himself.
In the sourness that filled his mouth, he tried to raise a smile: "Okay, I can try it if I have a chance in the future."
Nan Zhou: "Yeah."
Jiang Fang: "Let's take a walk. Right here."
Paper gold at midnight, there are no NPCs walking on the streets.
Every window they passed was full of bizarre excitement and mortal glitz.
Their beauty and hustle are so fragile.
Because Jiang Fang knew that they were all bubbles of electronics and data. As long as someone shut down the server behind their backs, everything would be destroyed with a bang.
And they walk quietly in such fragile prosperity.
In their erratic past, present and future, it was a luxury experience.
Eventually, they came to the end of the road together.
"Thank you for accompanying me on this journey."
Jiang Fang's hand caressed Nan Zhou's waist lightly.
Perceiving the signal released behind such an ambiguous action, the wolf NPC was ready to move again and immediately seized the house.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Jiang Fang crouching beside him, whispering in a whisper, "...I used to say so many bastards."
…
Jiang Fang woke up long ago.
Just at the moment when he nearly kissed Nan Zhou.
However, thanks to the company of the wolf NPC, he compulsively recalled and repeated every cold remark he made towards Nan Zhou at that time.
Every push away.
Every lost opportunity.
… it hurts, but it works.
This tells him to cherish it.
Amid a sudden flash of lightning, the smell of roasted flesh and the tragic howls of the wolf NPC, Jiang Fang stepped back again.
He looked at the wolf rolling on the ground, with layers of skin peeling off, and flicked the electric shocker in his right hand that was still creaking and heating.
"It's too bad." Jiang Fang said softly, "At that time, he wouldn't close his eyes." :,