Guide on How to Fail at Online Dating

Chapter 114

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Xiang Huaizhi had been playing games for so many years, but before meeting Jing Huan, he had never killed anyone in the Nine Heroes.

After all, no one dares to provoke him, and he is not a character who likes to pick things up. The sworn brother who cheated him of money before, sold his account and ran away after cheating. He was busy with exams and didn't pay much attention to it.

But now he finds that opening a red window can be regarded as a solution to the problem, at least it is more effective than typing words.

The killer he was looking for was not very powerful. He only had a set of killer numbers in his hand, and it was entirely up to him to add friends to Xiang Huaizhi.

All kinds of information about the previous booster was found out by this killer for him.

[Friend] The killer is cold: Good god, but this one is hard to find and takes time. Do you want me to deal with it directly for you after you find it

[Friend] Yearning for it: No, just give me the ID.

[Friend] The killer is cold: OK.

Hearing the sound of the keyboard, Jing Huan changed his sleeping position: "That person won't change to a trumpet and befriend you again?"

Xiang Huaizhi said, "No."

Jing Huan leaned on his wrist: "That's good, I suspected him at first to promote XX software..."

Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows: "What is that?"

"It's a software." Jing Huan paused, "I checked it out, and it's still a gun-hunting software."

The sound of typing on the keyboard is gone.

A few seconds later, Xiang Huaizhi moved the mouse to turn off Jiu Xia, and turned off the computer by the way, picked up the phone and got up.

Jing Huan yawned: "Huh? Are you going to sleep?"

"No." Xiang Huaizhi lay on the bed and raised his eyes, "Where did you buy the New Year's goods today?"

Jing Huan reported the address of the supermarket: "It's pretty close to your home, but unfortunately you're not home today, otherwise I'll find you secretly."

Jing Huan really thought about it.

In fact, they are not far away, three or four hours' drive back and forth, and they can be seen at any time. But this time coincided with the Chinese New Year, and both of them were busy. Since he left Xiang Huai's house, they have only seen each other in the video.

It came and went, and it returned to the state of online dating a few months ago.

After chatting for a while, Jing Huan couldn't help yawning again. His mother was in high spirits today, woke him up early in the morning to post the couplet, dragged him and his dad to the supermarket for more than three hours in the afternoon, and waited in line for nearly an hour, he was really tired.

"Brother," Jing Huan called out lazily, "then when can we meet."

Xiang Huaizhi asked, "When do you want to?"

"You're asking..." Jing Huan paused, "I think about it now."

After hanging up the video, Jing Huan realized how nauseous what he said.

He actually heard a lot of words like this. Gao Zixiang often said this when he called his girlfriend. Lu Wenhao also called his online lover "baby" and "wife". , and sneered twice.

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and now all those ridicules have fallen on him.

Jing Huan spurned himself in his heart, and sent Xiang Huaizhi ten different good night emojis.

On the New Year's Eve, Jing's mother cooks and cooks a table of dishes.

The family of three happily ate a New Year's Eve dinner. After eating and drinking, Jing Huan and his father sat on the sofa with their legs hanging on the coffee table.

"Look at what you guys look like." Jing Ma scolded with a smile, and just as she was about to say something, the phone rang.

She picked it up, her face immediately changed to a polite smile, and walked upstairs as she said, "Mr. Li, Happy New Year... It's convenient, wait a minute, I'll get the documents."

The Spring Festival Gala was on the TV, and the volume was not low. Jing Huan felt that the director of the Spring Festival Gala was quite awesome. He felt very happy just listening to the host's voice.

Jing Huan was burying his head in his mobile phone, and when he saw the newly received news, he turned his head and said helplessly, "Dad, I'm sitting next to you, can you stop sending your blessing messages to me in a group."

Dad Jing said, "Yes, I didn't pay attention."

"… "

Jing Huan stared at the blessing template for a while, then long-pressed to forward it.

Happy every day: at the beginning of the new year, we welcome the festive season, and the New Year's greetings form greetings; we are separated by thousands of miles, often miss, worry and look forward to the heart; I wish you a happy life, all the best, and a happy new year! Happy New Year! Friendship forever!

Xiang Huaizhi replied with a voice.

Jing Huan immediately put on the headphones.

There is also the voice of the Spring Festival Gala on the other side of Xiang Huaizhi: "Who do you have a friendship with?"

Jing Huan laughed out loud.

[Happy day to withdraw a message]

Happy every day: I wish a happy new year, love will last forever.

Want to be happy every day: Are you keeping your age

Happy every day: No, I just finished the New Year's Eve dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala with my dad in the living room. My family doesn't have the habit of keeping old. How about you

Want to be happy every day: Yes, but I don't keep it. My mother is also playing mahjong by the way to guard and set off firecrackers.

After chatting privately for a long time, Jing Huan cut out to read the unread messages.

Lu Hang sent a red envelope in the discussion group, and the five people did not grab it.

Brother Lu: @tiantianxin@want to be happy every day to get red envelopes, don't you want the money

Brother Lu: ... Day, when did you change your WeChat name

Lu Wenhao: [vomiting] [rolling eyes]

happy everyday:

[Lu Wenhao withdraws a message]

Lu Wenhao: [Rose] A very artistic couple name.

Jing Huan snorted softly and asked cautiously.

Happy every day: Isn't it a red envelope solitaire? I will not order it.

Brother Lu: Of course not. Brother gave you a red envelope for the New Year.

Everyone just wanted auspiciousness and didn't expect to earn this red envelope. After receiving Lu Hang's red envelope, Lu Wenhao and Gao Zixiang also sent red envelopes.

In the new year, Jing Huan's WeChat limit was finally reset.

He opened the red envelope interface, thought about it before sending it, and changed the name of the red envelope.

Happy every day: [My brother and I wish everyone a Happy New Year]

Brother Lu:

Gao Zixiang: [Doubt, but don't say jpg]

Lu Wenhao: What do you mean, this is a joint red envelope

Happy every day: Husband and wife are considered one body, and they only send one red envelope, don’t you know

Want to be happy every day: Hmm.

Another bunch of "?" came in the group, and Jing Huan laughed until his shoulders shook.

After chatting for half an hour in the discussion group, Dad Jing replied to the friend's message, got up and said, "I'll go see what your mother is doing, you go to bed early."

Jing Huan agreed, and simply lay down on the sofa.

Brother Lu: How much lucky money did you all receive

Lu Wenhao: Five hundred.

Happy every day: 8888.

Lu Wenhao:

Gao Zixiang: -1514.

happy everyday:

Brother Lu:

Gao Zixiang: I received 5000 in the red envelope, and sent my girlfriend a 5200 and a 1314.

Lu Wenhao: Suddenly I think it's fine not to have online dating.

Brother Lu: @ Tiantian Happy how many Chinese New Year red envelopes your boyfriend has sent you, it’s a quick show.

Happy every day: don’t show up, die fast.

Lu Wenhao: If this is true, your love would be dead by now.

Jing Huan laughed and complained again that he didn't have the right to kick people.

After chatting for a while, Lu Wenhao asked him to play Jiu Xia's Spring Festival dungeon.

For the game experience of PVE players, the festival copy is not very difficult, but it requires cooperation between players.

This year's Spring Festival dungeon is a 20-player dungeon, the process is simple but cumbersome, the plot is lively, the difficulty is low, and the rewards are generous. Players have expressed that the game plan is limited to resurrection.

Anyway, he was idle, but Jing Huan agreed and asked Lu Wenhao to reserve an extra spot for him.

Happy every day: Brother, come up and make a copy of the Spring Festival, Lu Wenhao will be our driver [Ge You Paralysis]

I want to be happy every day: I have something temporarily, so I can't get on.

Want to be happy every day: can you help me open the number

Jing Huan obediently opened Xiang Huaizhi's account. After entering the copy, he opened the member list to see—

Happy every day: grass! Lu Wenhao wants me to die! ! !

Happy every day: This dungeon is full of people from the Promise Gang! ! !

Happy every day: I will not be dark shark [smile]

Only halfway through the copy, Xiang Huaizhi replied.

He replied with a voice: "No, they dare not. Are you done?"

Jing Huan pressed the voice button: "No, it's only half done. Are you still busy? Why is it so quiet over there?"

Xiang Huaizhi said, "It's almost twenty minutes."

Jing Huan heard something strange, but couldn't think of anything strange for a while. Lu Wenhao's voice came from the speaker, interrupting his thoughts.

"Huanhuan, hurry up, pick up the captain, I have a stomachache..."

Jing Huan reluctantly took over the captain: "Hurry up."

After the copy was completed, Jing Huan liked to mention fourteen new friends.

Speaking of which, since he lost a wave of people in the live broadcast room, just like Xiang Huaizhi, he can receive many friend requests a day.

but…

Others added to Huaizhi to worship the great gods and get close to idols.

Add him and it becomes—

[Stranger] Pinru has no love: Xiao Tianjing ~ I want to see pictures of you and Xiang God ~ [crying]

[Stranger] Love and sincerity: Hello, may I write about you and Xiangshen colleagues

[Stranger] You are the most precious: Can your marketing move faster? The day lily is cold again! Hurry up and make up a story to cheat my money!

Jing Huan: "… "

Simply inexplicable.

Of course, there are people who want to learn how to operate the Fox Immortal Cave with him, but there are very few. After all, there are not many Fox Immortal Cave players.

Jing Huan closed the dialog box, really not understanding.

A few years ago, I was barely considered a great player in the eyes of others, but now I have become a salesman and rotten. This is so...

Jing Huan was thinking about whether to play another output number to get out of the arena and compete for status with his boyfriend, when the phone rang.

Want to be happy every day: sleep

Happy every day: No.

Happy every day: I just finished the Spring Festival dungeon, the 20-person copy, and everyone else got everything, but the two accounts I opened didn't have anything. [white eyes]

Happy every day: I suspect that the GM knew that I was scolding him behind his back, and was deliberately trolling me... Are you done

Jing Huan crackled on the keyboard to complain, and in a few seconds he typed another line of words. Before he could send it out, the other side replied.

Want to be happy every day: come out.

Jing Huan was stunned for a moment.

Happy every day: ah

Xiang Huaizhi stood beside the car, spitting out a mouthful of white mist.

He glanced at the small villa not far away, and suddenly felt that he was absurd.

When I came out of my house on New Year's Eve and drove for more than an hour, I just wanted to meet the person I liked.

This kind of pantothenic acid story was brought to him a few months ago, and he probably couldn't help laughing at it.

He took a deep breath and typed.

I want to be happy every day: I am downstairs in your house, where you got off the bus last time.

I want to be happy every day: come out and meet, pure male college student.

In less than half a minute, the person he liked appeared.

Jing Huan casually put on a coat, but didn't have time to fasten the zipper. When he ran towards him, the open collar swayed in the wind, making the chain jingle.

Jing Huan knocked him back and took a step back. Before Xiang Huaizhi could hug him tightly, he was pushed to the car door and kissed. The good smell of the boy flooded into his senses.

"Brother," Jing Huan's eyes lit up, panting in his ear, "Happy New Year, good luck."

worth it. Xiang Huai's thoughts.