Nan Zhou made a "hmm".
He couldn't fully understand Jiang Fang's confession, so he simply followed his heart, saying "I know" first, and then talking about other things.
Jiang Fang: "What about you, what do you think?"
Nan Zhou actually had no idea, and his curiosity even surpassed his desire.
This was the first day he saw Jiang Fang.
His memory is blank, but his body has its own independent memory.
His skin welcomed Jiang Fang's touch.
His muscles knew how to pose to be more comfortable in Jiang Fang's arms.
His legs will soften because of Jiang Fang.
He turned around and looked directly into Jiang Fang's eyes, wanting to take a closer look at him so that he could see through this confusion and understand why he had such a change.
However, when Jiang Fang looked at him for a few seconds, Jiang Fang's shoulders trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to cover Nan Zhou's eyes.
Nan Zhou: "?"
Jiang Fang endured his laughter and put his face on his shoulder: "Don't look at me."
Nan Zhou: "Why?"
Jiang Fang: "If you look at me like this, I can't speak."
… Nan Zhou was even more curious.
Obviously he has even touched his own secret place, why can't he even look at his own eyes
And he didn't lie.
Nan Zhou could clearly feel that the small part of Jiang Fang's facial skin that was close to his neck was rapidly heating up.
Under the accumulation of various subjective factors, Nan Zhou, who was blindfolded, gave an answer as objectively as possible: "You are strange. But I want to go with you."
The fact now is that he did leave Nevertown.
For the rest of his journey, whether staying in the "Garden of Eden" or going elsewhere, he needs a traveling companion.
Jiang Fang should be a qualified partner who will never let him get bored.
Jiang Fang seemed to like Nan Zhou's answer.
Because it was rare for him to bury his head in the crevice of his neck childishly, he rubbed it coquettishly twice, making Nan Zhou's heart tingle.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fang let go of his hand and lightly pecked on the tip of his nose: "That's good."
He asked Nan Zhou, "What do you want to do tomorrow?"
Nan Zhou's train of thought was a little dull, and he couldn't keep up with Jiang Fang's train of thought: "... tomorrow?"
Jiang Fang: "Yes. What do you want, we
can do. "
Nan Zhou thought for a while: "Let's go around the town. If it's interesting, stay; if it's boring, leave."
"anything else?"
"And..." Nan Zhou looked out the window, "Is it summer now?"
Jiang Fang: "It's June."
Nan Zhou: "It will be a long time before winter. Don't worry."
Jiang Fang felt something in his heart: "Do you want to... see the snow?"
Nan Zhou nodded.
In the spring, summer, autumn and winter of never town, there are only changes in temperature.
In addition to the white night and the sunny day, there is not even a rain in Never Town, as if for fear that the rain will soak this paper-wrapped world.
He has only seen snow in poetry.
Jiang Fang nodded happily: "Okay, I remember it."
After saying that, he stroked Nan Zhou's forehead again, rolled over and sat up.
Nan Zhou raised his upper body: "Are you leaving?"
"No." Jiang Fang replied, "Take a shower."
Nan Zhou reminded him, "You washed it before you came."
Jiang Fang's gaze moved down, and all the way, he induced Nan Zhou to cast his eyes on his vigorous and unrelieved body.
He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have to fix it."
Even under such circumstances, Jiang Fang's posture was 100% elegant and decent.
Nan Zhou stretched out his hand eagerly: "I learned some skills just now, I can also..."
Jiang Fang pushed his forehead with his index finger, causing Nan Zhou, who was still in the aftermath in his mind, to shiver.
Jiang Fang: "No need."
Nan Zhou: "Why?"
Jiang Fang didn't say anything unnecessary, just put one leg against the side of the bed, and the gentleman restrained and kissed the back of the hand handed by Nan Zhou.
Covered with a gentle smile like water, there are countless crazy and dirty thoughts surging in his bones.
He was worried that he would not be able to control himself, so he went straight to the topic from the beginning, frightening Nan Zhou.
Now, it's just the first step.
When the rustling of water came from the bathroom, Nan Zhou, who was lying on the bed, reached out and touched the sticky notes and pens on the bedside table. He walked to the bathroom door silently and sat on the ground.
Here is the dead corner of the moon and the lamp.
The light was dim, almost to nothing.
Fortunately, Nanzhou is a monster born with light, so it can do well in the dark.
He bowed his head and recorded his day in the darkness, stroke by stroke, stroke by stroke.
It's a fun he's developed during the boring days of never ending, to remind him to do at least one thing each day that's different from the day before.
When he came to such a strange place, he had to continue this habit so that he could organize his thoughts.
After recording all the encounters on the tram and the topographic map of the "Garden of Eden", Nan Zhou opened a new page and began to record the new human being he saw.
"Today, I met a human named Jiang Fang."
"He touched my head and my genitals. I've touched myself before, and I've never felt so comfortable. I think... "
After writing this, Nan Zhou put his pen down for a while, and after thinking about it, he tick off the three words "I think" and added four words: "Very comfortable."
He deliberately drew two double horizontal lines under the four words for emphasis.
After describing his feelings rigorously, Nan Zhou continued to look indifferent and filled his "Jiangfang Usage Notes" step by step: "Time..."
He glanced at the clock and recorded, "One hour and five minutes."
"He's so patient. So patient that I don't know why."
"I have a lot of whys."
"Why did I appear here? Why did I meet him? Why did I suddenly leave Nevertown? Why did he feel completely different when he touched me than when I operated it myself?"
"There are still many mysteries inside and outside my body that need to be explored. Since he is interested in me and wants to study me, maybe it would be good for me to study with him."
When Jiang Fang pushed the door open with a stream of cold water vapor, he just caught sight of Nan Zhou, who was leaning against the door.
Nan Zhou put away the pen and paper, calm, as if he should be sitting here.
Jiang Fang glanced at the messy bed and asked curiously, "Why don't you sleep?"
Nan Zhou put the notepad in his jacket pocket, looked up at him, and gave a simple answer: "Aren't you afraid?"
Jiang Fang was stunned, and the originally steady heartbeat immediately broke away from the order and made a commotion.
Nan Zhou did not find that he easily moved Jiang Fang's heartstrings with just one sentence.
So he did what he had to do, turned his back to Jiang Fang, took off his suit and trench coat, unbuttoned his shirt, and showed his large tracts of snow-white skin and beautiful muscle lines in front of Jiang Fang.
The bathroom light is used as the total light source in the house
, burnt a thin layer of gold on his skin.
The vertical and horizontal scars cut apart his perfect body.
This kind of tearing beauty stings Jiang Fang's eyes and makes his heart beat faster, unable to extricate himself.
He turned off the light and got into the same bed with Nan Zhou in the dark.
Nan Zhou fell asleep quickly because he was tired.
Jiang Fang was in the dark, watching his Nanzhou quietly.
He will obediently guard him and follow him anywhere because of a lie of his own.
Even if he did it all over again, he would still use all kinds of small details to tempt himself to fall in love with him.
"Are you really unreasonable?"
Jiang Fang's fingers pinched Nan Zhou's earlobe and whispered:
"How do I feel, you are more cunning than me."
…
On the other side, Yuan Mingqing dragged his tired body back to the dormitory.
The other workers left the factory early, but the foreman only kept Yuan Mingqing behind. He was just a newcomer, and he was not skilled enough in the machine, so he had to be given additional counseling.
… shit.
It's just that he doesn't have enough working hours today.
When he returned, the lights in the dormitory had gone out.
Yuan, Ming, and Qing staggered through the iron bed frames, walked all the way to the bedside of Tang and Song Dynasties, and fell on the iron chair with uneven legs, in the space full of armpit sweat and foot sweat. Breathing heavily.
His face was numb, one hand resting on the edge of the table, clenching and loosening.
After a while, he slammed his fist hard on the table.
So ugly.
The loud noise he made caused a group of workers who had just fallen asleep to be extremely dissatisfied, and there was a sound of tsk tsk all over the place.
In the darkness, Yuan Mingqing's painfully clenched fist was clenched by one hand.
Tang Song's deliberately lowered voice sounded: "Is it enough to be crazy? Does it make sense?"
He rubbed his stiff joints for him, then pushed his hands away, and said in disgust, "Wipe off the sweat, it stinks to death."
Yuan Mingqing heard some words, stabilized his emotions a little, took out a low-quality towel from the back of the chair, buried his whole face in it, and said in a loud voice, "...Do you have any information?"
When Yuan Mingqing and Tang Song had this conversation in a low voice, thousands of data streams were watching their every move nervously in the studio.
Never say anything that shouldn't be said!
This is Jiang Fang's dream, a different space fabricated out of thin air.
"Cube Ark" took advantage of the opportunity to enter the pvp mode and successfully paired with "Adam", it stuck a bug.
Such a delicate operation, even deceived everyone's eyes.
When they found that the cameras were out of control, they thought it was a problem with the monitoring unit.
After a good operation, when they found out what really went wrong, the data of all the people in charge were all messed up, and their blood pressure soared.
The system first tried to forcibly break the copy from the periphery.
But this power stems from unknown natural forces, and cannot be easily rewritten and controlled with data.
What's even more funny is that it was the game party who sent them to that low-level dungeon and let them get in touch with that mysterious power.
In desperation, the background data group can only try their best to analyze and break through this bizarre drop, and has not yet sorted out a clue.
All in all, the game party can only stare wide-eyed and be a powerless bystander.
Fortunately, until now, "Adam"'s performance has been normal.
It's so normal that even the audience thinks it's just an exciting pvp.
From the audience's point of view, "Cube Ark" has the upper hand, but it is too paralyzed and careless. On the first night of entering the unfamiliar area, he ate and drank calmly, and slept in separate rooms with his teammates.
What if someone poisons the food
What if there is a sneak attack in the middle of the night
Didn't they even take precautionary measures
The most hateful thing is that the program team actually stopped the live broadcast after Jiang Fang entered Nanzhou's room, leaving only a black screen for them.
Is there something they can't see
On the "Adam" side, although Tang Song lost a leg at the beginning, he was ridiculed by the audience, but after all, they successfully formed a team and stayed away from the center of the storm.
Because the strength is not enough, temporarily avoiding the edge is also a way of playing, and it is understandable.
The audience watched with great interest, analyzed them one after another, and came up with their own ideas, but they didn't know that the entire program group was walking on thin ice and behind their backs.
In such a suffocating atmosphere that lasted for hours, all the people in the program group saw Tang Song facing the void and waving his hand.
This is what they agreed
The usual way is to disperse the cameras, keep them away for a while, and make them easier to talk.
Ma Xiaopei and Cao Shuguang have used it, and they have used it more than once.
Before this, no one thought there was any problem with this.
But after Tang Song made this small move, all the staff of the director group were struck by lightning.
The original constant data flow has collectively made a pot of porridge.
However, they could only stand still and not move.
Knowing that they couldn't do anything, the show crew could only hold on to the last bit of luck and hope they could be smarter.
Unfortunately, "Adam" is not God.
They don't have a God perspective.
After making sure that he had left enough time for the camera to evacuate, Tang Song leaned on the pillow crookedly and went straight to the subject: "Those NPCs came back earlier than you. So I heard something from them—"
There was dead silence in the studio.
…what the fuck is kill me
In the barrage pool, which has always maintained a full screen level for 24 hours, there has been the longest blank period since the live broadcast of the game.
After this suffocating blank, a large number of question marks appeared without gaps.
The sword of Damocles, which had been hanging for a long time, fell silently.
Some viewers made the first question:
"What's the matter? What npc?"
"How does 'Adam' know that those people are NPCs?"
"Did 'Adam' regain his memory?"
The director stared blankly at the Tang Song and Yuan Ming and Qing Dynasties who were still concentrating on studying the copy on the screen.
He suddenly had a thought that made him sweat:
Perhaps, this game carefully set up by the "Cube Ark" is not just to want "Adam" to die.
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