Jiang Fang's little movement of wrapping his hair stopped.
Nan Zhou turned sideways, and there was no tiredness in his eyes.
Jiang Fang was still instinctively afraid of such a purposeless gaze.
A purposeful vision can be dealt with with scheming.
However, aimless eyes are the most difficult feelings for Jiang Fang to deal with.
He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his fingers, but his palm shrank halfway, he turned over, and naturally put his warm palm against Nan Zhou's ear: "Aren't you sleepy?"
He needs to practice hard.
Nan Zhou shook his head.
"I'm thinking of you." He drew a little closer to Jiang Fang, "I can't fall asleep thinking about it."
Even though he knew what he was talking about, Jiang Fang's face still had a slight fever uncontrollably, and he could only hurriedly respond with a habitual smile: "It's not a long time since we haven't seen you."
Nan Zhou said, "We must have not seen each other for a long time, right?"
The two were speechless for a moment.
Jiang Fang's tail finger gently touched Nan Zhou's auricle.
From top to bottom, cherish and care.
Jiang Fang said, "Tell me what you have guessed. I'll add to it."
Nan Zhou was silent for a while, and sorted out what he wanted to say in his mind.
He said, "I know, you are Mr. Apple Tree. You planted the apple tree by my window."
After speaking, he looked at Jiang Fang's face carefully, waiting for his feedback.
Jiang Fang smiled: "Yes."
Even in the official game of Gravity, he planted an apple tree in his storage compartment.
Although it didn't bear fruit in less than a year, the heart to plant apples for him was there from the first time he saw him.
After receiving Jiang Fang's affirmation, Nan Zhou continued: "You also gave me the South Pole Star."
The South Pole Star is a creature in the "Homeland Island" attack and defense dungeon, and it has no reason to appear in its own world.
Like the apple tree, it was a gift from a foreign land.
After making the judgment, Nan Zhoufu became curious again: "At that time, why did you avoid me? Why didn't you come out to see me?"
Jiang Fang's heart suddenly tightened.
At that time, he knew that Nan Zhou was being besieged by other players.
In many strategy posts, players are discussing how unpredictable this dungeon boss is.
Or insulting the cunning boss and cheating their level selection, or praising Nanzhou's design, instant adaptability is too real and defying the sky, which is one of the miracles in the history of games.
Jiang Fang saw everything in his eyes, but he didn't care too much or intervene.
To him, it was just a game character.
Even when he saw the unhealed wound under his clothes across the library window, Jiang Fang thought that this was just a game calculation, some kind of ingenious design.
So, the moment of heartache when I saw the wound became funny.
He is a fake character.
You are too serious.
And now, that person is lying in front of him in a big way.
Because of the sleeping position, the white shirt around the waist was rolled up, revealing a flexible waistline.
Jiang Fang's hand slowly slid down and supported his waist.
The skin there is surprisingly soft and absorbent.
Jiang Fang rubbed his waist and replied, "I thought you were fake."
So, I stood by when you needed it most.
I saw it clearly when you were most isolated, but I didn't have time to do anything.
Hearing this, Nan Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then he said "ah" thoughtfully.
Jiang Fang looked down, trying to escape the disappointment he might have in his eyes, but accidentally saw the hideous scars extending from the hem of his clothes.
As soon as his heart hurt, he heard Nan Zhou come to an argument: "Then I must be very important."
Jiang Fang: "...?"
Nan Zhou threw out an argument: "You think I'm fake, but you gave a fake person an apple tree and a South Pole star."
Jiang Fang: "..."
Then, he asked a soulful question: "Have you given these to other game characters?"
It can be said that the arguments are precise, the arguments are detailed, and the questions are powerful.
Jiang Fang's heart lightened, and the fingers on his waist gently tapped the beautiful and smooth waistline when he was lying on his side: "No."
Just made a fool of yourself once. enough.
Nan Zhou didn't seem very grateful, but calmly stated: "I miss Mr. Apple Tree so much, so I painted your portrait. At first, I painted it on the street, but then many people came to NEVER Town. , they all wanted to kill me, I was worried that you would be recognized, so I put
The paintings on the street are erased, and only you are painted in the diary. "
Jiang Fang's heart was slightly sour: "I know."
He once invaded Nanzhou's attic and read his diary.
He still remembered the surprise and surprise when he turned to a certain page and accidentally confronted the "girl who planted an apple tree" face to face.
Nan Zhou: "It doesn't look good. You don't come here because you paint over and over."
Nan Zhou: "Then, you are here."
"Yi Shuige said that after the game "Gravity" got out of control, you were the only survivor."
"Counting the time, there have been no new players in Nevertown for a long time, but, one day, I noticed that a team of new players suddenly appeared."
On that extreme day, he chased his apple and jumped off the roof, fell into the balcony, opened the door, and picked up his good friend.
"—you were in that room, right?"
Jiang Fang did not nod or shake his head, but looked at him tenderly.
"Then you took me away." Nan Zhou said, "Because of love at first sight, I am also willing to follow you."
"That '.', is also us, isn't it?"
Yes.
"." That's them.
This period is the name Jiang Fang gave to his team.
He hopes that one day, they will be able to draw a happy ending for the unexplained but endless death and reincarnation.
The existence of "." is a blessing.
In the days that followed, they slowly tested each other, trusted each other, and then built an unbreakable bond between life and death.
Of course, something else is creeping up.
Jiang Fang gradually realized that Nan Zhou was a warm and affectionate person.
He'll get mad at the scheming that he's locked up in the storage compartment.
When he gets drunk, he blows the alcohol on his face.
He will hold himself and keep saying that he wants to color himself.
Jiang Fang could no longer convince himself that he was just a fairy tale that he could not reach in his youth, the prince he wanted to save.
He was lying in his arms realistically, sitting across from him.
He complained after drinking a little distressed, I seem to have a reproductive urge to you.
Nan Zhou guessed: "We should travel a long way together, I should like you very much, and then, we encountered some kind of difficulty...
It must be a dead end. I chose to use my memory to make a deal with the high-dimensional people, and I was separated from you. '. 'It just went away. "
And the high-dimensional people also use the "." points in the past six months as the baseline for the official version of the game.
The things that Nan Zhou could speculate would end here.
Jiang Fang made a comment at this time: "It's stupid."
I don't know who this evaluation is for, because when he said this, his eyes were not facing Nan Zhou.
But Nan Zhou accepted this evaluation and retorted seriously: "Not stupid."
Jiang Fang asked him, "Is it worth it?"
At that time, was the self who was naive, timid, and unwilling to pay for him, was it worth Nan Zhou to pay everything for him
Nan Zhou said, "I like you."
Jiang Fang choked obviously.
"At that time, I should have liked it very much."
Even though the place where the memory was supposed to exist seemed to be covered with years of falling snow and was empty, Nanzhou could still make a guess with certainty.
He said to himself: "I just don't know how much I liked it at that time, will it be like now..."
Jiang Fang covered his mouth, his cheeks burning hot.
Nan Zhou asked with his eyes if he had said something wrong.
The tip of Jiang Fang's nose was numb from the heat: "...don't say it."
Nan Zhou raised his hand to test the temperature of his cheeks, and understood.
He consciously pursed his lips into a line and closed himself.
But he quickly felt that something was wrong, and raised another finger to signal that he wanted to say something.
Jiang Fang couldn't help laughing at his small actions, and touched the corner of his mouth, which was considered to have lifted the ban for him.
What Nan Zhou knew was basically exhausted here.
"I'm done with what I know." Nan Zhou said, "It's your turn."
Jiang Fang also spent some time brewing his emotions.
He spoke softly.
"I..." Jiang Fang said, "I said very hurtful things to you."
"for example?"
Jiang Fang smiled bitterly: "I said, if you are human, then..."
Nan Zhou suddenly realized: "So it's you."
Jiang Fang paused and said the long-overdue apology: "I'm sorry."
But Nan Zhou's answer was without hesitation: "It doesn't matter."
Between them, there are many, many
Like, even if there is a little gully, an apology is enough to offset it.
What's more, in order to reach each other, they have to cross more than a thousand mountains and rivers.
Jiang Fang: "Aren't you angry?"
Nan Zhou's rational analysis: "I know about your parents. It's normal that you can't accept us as friends."
Jiang Fang reminded him, "I didn't tell you about my parents at that time."
Nan Zhou substituted for it, and then replied, "Ah, then I will be a little angry."
"Only one point?" Jiang Fang smiled, "You already decided to leave me at that time."
Nan Zhou: "Huh?"
Jiang Fang recalled the night when he and Nan Zhou stood side by side in front of the stained glass.
Like new yesterday.
Even the moment of coldness and palpitations when he heard the news that he was going to leave was brand new.
It was rare for Jiang Fang to be willing to show Nan Zhou his darkness and selfishness.
He said frankly and honestly: "At that time, I wanted to lock you up and not allow you to go."
Hearing such a speech, Nan Zhou told him very seriously: "No, you can't lock it up."
Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou's face with a smile, and sighed, "They say I'm stupid."
Jiang Fang just said that he was stupid, but he was actually evaluating himself.
Jiang Fang said: "I should have thought long ago that after I made a deal with Gaowei people, they would also find you."
Nan Zhou was stunned for a moment, then half straightened his body: "You also made deals with them?"
Nan Zhou's actions blocked the moonlight projected from the window, leaving Jiang Fang's face in the shadows.
This made his pale eyes lose their usual gentleness, leaving only a terrifying sharpness.
He answered clearly: "Yes, I did."
"… what is it?"
"I... exchanged myself for you."
Jiang Fang's voice was very soft, as if afraid of scaring Nan Zhou: "I make a wish to the high-dimensional people, on the condition that I am willing to become a copy creature and test the copy for them for the rest of my life. The result of my exchange is that no matter what Whenever, wherever, I will be a creature of the same nature as you, and I will always appear where you are."
Nan Zhou was at a loss for a while.
He asked softly, "Why?"
"Because at that time, you were already dead."
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