Go to Hell, White Lotus

Chapter 62

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The same tone of voice that he didn't care about made Bai Lianhua's slightly trembling fingers gradually regain their composure. Yes, it's all in the past... That's fine.

But... why was it so simple to say it? It sounded like bitter coffee with a concentration of 95%. It was so uncomfortable that it made his heart twitch a few times.

Bai Lianhua silently spurned herself for letting you be a bitch, letting you fall short, and making you stupid. If you don’t believe it, look up and see who God has spared.

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59. One farewell and two confused voices

… The silence was even more awkward than at the beginning, like a spreading plague, spreading among everyone. Bai Lianhua looked at the familiar and unfamiliar people around her, feeling sincerely that she was quite embarrassed.

"By the way, do you know the people here?" Seeing that the atmosphere had reached a strange deadlock, Li Shenzhou glanced at the people around him and spoke calmly.

That calm and calm look is completely different from the reaction in the game. No wonder people say that you never know whether the person sitting in front of the computer is a human or a dog... But this saying is inappropriate when used in this situation. In comparison, Song Qingge is divisive. I gave birth to two dogs, one of whom even underwent sex reassignment surgery...

Bai Lianhua forced herself to look away from Song Qingge's face, but she didn't know where to put her eyes after moving away.

"I don't know." Song Qingge said cooperatively.

To be honest, Song Qingge's true inner thought was that there was no need to know him. Whether he was on the Lonely Ruxue account, the Great God or the Bailianhua account, he didn't have much interaction with the people in the gang. He is not a person who likes to talk. Perhaps he was not born that way, but acquired habits and cognition have made him increasingly silent.

"Wang Hong, Zhao Si, don't ask me why there are so few people from the gang..." Li Shenzhou gave a brief introduction and winked at Song Qingge.

Well, it was because Chen Tian arranged it specially. There were indeed few people in the gang, but they were all known to Bai Lianhua, so he would not be too reserved and resistant.

Tsk, he has good intentions, but it’s hard for a man like Chen Tian who doesn’t understand amorous feelings to think of such a thing.

As if to break the deadlock just in time, a voice suddenly came from outside the door. It was not deafening, but it was enough to stop the discussion.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me?" Rather than asking, a lot of it seems to be a joke. As expected, if the first sentence is only slightly funny, the second sentence is like a fuse, igniting the laughter, " Damn it, I knew that bastard in the company with a face uglier than a chrysanthemum bought something cheap again to save money!"

The people outside the door were happy to hear it, but the people inside the door were really horrified to hear it.

"Why do I feel..." Bai Lianhua glanced at Song Qingge, then quickly moved her gaze to Chen Tian as if she was electrocuted, "This voice is a bit familiar."

He didn't dare to judge for sure, after all, the sounds coming from the microphone were slightly distorted, but this voice looked too damn like Yun Yu!

Yun Yu is seeking death. This is a game meeting!

"Ah! It turns out there is already a sound! Sorry, sorry!" The laughter coming from outside was too strong, making it impossible for people to understand the cause and effect. The man continued shyly, "Hello, friends, welcome. Go to the 'Shenzhou Shenlu' game meeting!"

After a while, a questioning voice came, "Where's the applause?" This question was really speechless, but the considerate people still clapped their hands.

"No need to guess, it's Yun Yu!" Chen Tian pretended to be serious and covered his face with one hand, "Such a mean-mouthed person, besides Yun Yu, I can't think of anyone else!"

Curious baby Wang Hong raised his hand: "Teacher Chentian! Then who is the person who bought the microphone?"

"Me." Li Shenzhou said frankly and directly. It was so vivid that the other people were dumbfounded.

The voice continued, "Hello everyone, I am the manager of the planning department of the game company, Yun Yu."

Damn, aren't you the owner of a canteen selling condoms part-time? No, the last few words need to be deleted... Damn it, this girl has become the manager of Shenlaozi in a blink of an eye. How can it be so embarrassing for a man like Bai Lianhua who is about to graduate and has difficulty finding a job? !

After Yun Yu introduced himself, he talked a lot of nonsense, such as the latest version of the game and the company's latest plans. He was serious but humorous. It was undeniable that he was an outstanding speaker - of course, if he had this family.

After Old God Yun Yu walked back to the private room, he was inevitably surrounded by everyone. When faced with the question, Yun Yu just smiled secretly and turned to Bai Lianhua: "You are about to graduate, right? Come work in the branch after graduation. How about I help you arrange your work when the time comes?"

Is this a pie in the sky? It’s so big that it will knock him out!

"But... others will gossip," Bai Lianhua was very moved, but hesitated.

Yun Yu chuckled and replied happily: "There are too many people gossiping about me. A few more people won't kill them. Anyway, I still receive my salary, the canteen is still open, and I still don't go to work."

"Why?" someone couldn't help but ask.

Yun Yu just smiled and gave the most reasonable but least reasonable answer: "There is someone above me."

Li Shenzhou, on the other hand, hesitated to speak and finally remained silent.

After that, they finally stayed up until the food was served and the meal was finished. As soon as the group walked out of the hotel door, Song Qingge went to the airport by himself because he said he only took two days off. Chen Tian accompanied Bai Lianhua who had packed her things to the airport. When leaving, she said a lot of things that Bai Lianhua seemed to understand but not understand.

For example, it is not easy to like someone, you must cherish him. Sometimes if you miss it, it will last a lifetime.

"Brother Chentian only hates that I was timid and cowardly at that time. If I weren't too afraid of questioning and blaming, I might not feel so guilty now."

Time passed, but the pain still remained, like his long hair, sucking all his nutrients and soul away.

After that, everything seemed to be back to normal. Bai Lianhua logged into the long-lost game and found that she had reached the max level and had many more unheard of skills. The great god, or maybe he is as lonely as snow, staring at the pressure of jet lag from time to time, accompanying him to practice his skills in dungeons during the day, the relationship between the two has returned to the same as before, and Bai Lianhua can't figure out now whether she has any feelings for the great god. What kind of mentality is it? It may be friendship, or it may be love, or it may be both. He is very satisfied with the current situation, because lovers are always more difficult to be friends than friends.

Originally, Bai Lianhua thought it would be good to stay like this. However, this calmness was still quietly broken.

As usual, at four o'clock in the evening, a group of people formed a group to clear the dungeon, but the master who was responsible for the main attack suddenly disconnected.

[Team] Uncle looking for death: What's going on? What's going on? Master.

The master is offline. A group of people were wiped out.

Bai Lianhua immediately turned off the game in frustration and took a group of roommates out to have the last carnival before graduation.

Until the phone call came with a smile on his face.

"A magnitude 7.4 earthquake occurred over there in Song Qingge, did you know?"

White Lotus trembled all over, and her heart also trembled along with it.

Chu Zhongtian and others looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help but ask: "Lianhua, why don't you cry so hard?"

Did he cry? Bai Lianhua touched her face, and her hands were covered with cold tears.

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60.Countdown Three to the End

Bai Lianhua didn't know how he got back to the dormitory. He logged into the Penguin, and the profile picture that was used to being lit was completely gray at this moment. It's like playing a sad movement quietly.

Natural and man-made disasters. These four words suddenly appeared in Bai Lianhua's mind.

He didn't panic and was even calmer than anyone else. At this time, it doesn't matter whether you have weak legs, soft hands or a weak heart.

I checked online for the latest news about the earthquake. It was indeed reported online, but I don’t know if it was caused by foreign factors. At this moment, domestically, everything is still relatively calm. At most, some people posted some posts to pray for their relatives abroad and those affected by the disaster. Bai Lianhua smiled without knowing why, but logged into the ferry account to leave a blessing.

He browsed the information quietly, looking a little tired. Call up? What a joke, whether there is a signal over there is a problem... What's more, he doesn't even know if Song Qingge has changed his phone number. If you still have a domestic mobile phone card when you are abroad... isn't that a clear waste of phone bills? Bai Lianhua opened and closed the penguin interface, and her inner irritability was revealed without any concealment.

Bai Lianhua: Song Qingge, are you here

Bai Lianhua: There was an earthquake where you were. Are you okay

Bai Lianhua: ... Just reply to me when it's online. Just give me a call.

Bai Lianhua: ==_=Are you okay now

Without exception, no one answered. One hour, two hours... Bai Lianhua searched for the increasing number of deaths and casualties, feeling a little bit sad in her heart.

Because no one could guarantee that among so many people who died, there was no one he cared about. For a moment, his heart was in a mess, as messy as twine that was constantly being cut, making it difficult for him to close his eyes most of the night. He felt that he would look very hideous when he woke up tomorrow morning, with bloodshot eyes and a haggard appearance.

In fact, the person he saw in the mirror was much more haggard than he imagined, with bruises under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and disheveled hair.