ID No. 019

Chapter 118: Reality Four

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"Beep—" "Beep—"

Honk your horn wildly to the east.

Fengli wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and asked dazedly: "Brother Dong, are we here yet?"

Xiangdong showed a pale smile: "Yes, we are here, we are in hell, let's go down."

Fengli sat up immediately. What happened? Why did the boss have a feeling of "Ulala, God of Darkness, Die!" He saw the boss staring at the rearview mirror and looked back in confusion.

Well, it turns out that the person sitting in the driver's seat now is not the boss of Dong Street, but Xiang·Lemon·Dong.

Fengli sighed: "Brother Dong, I wanted to say this when we were at the rest stop."

Xiangdong threw the empty cigarette box at his legs: "Just talk nonsense, hold it in!"

"It's right on my lips. There's an old saying. What's yours is yours, and what's not yours will never be yours." Fengli threw the cigarette box into the garbage bag and said tactfully, "Love is a one-way street for two people. A three-way street does not conform to the natural laws and sense of harmony of mankind from ancient times to the present."

A vein popped out on Xiangdong's forehead: "Get off in front."

"Brother Dong, stop making trouble." Fengli looked weak and helpless, "This is more than 300 kilometers away from Penang."

Xiangdong said viciously: "Crawl!"

"Yeah." Pineapple put on the Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll ask Cha Cha to bring me a set of protective gear." He pretended to grab the seat belt and pretended to unbuckle it.

Xiangdong's face twitched: "Come on, stop being so pretentious. It's an eyesore."

Feng Li hehe, he curled up his arms and rubbed his hands, hesitating whether to turn back to eat some dog food, then he heard the boss whispered: "Who is more suitable for Chen Yang, me or that boy?"

"…" Fengli felt like he was brought from a mahjong parlor to a university classroom. He swung his legs, and the sneakers he wore, which cost him fifty yuan for two pairs, were brushed until they were white and shiny. "Is it about appearance?"

Xiangdong felt a little awkward: "Everything you can think of, just give me your fucking comments." He raised his hand holding the steering wheel, "Don't worry about brotherhood, just tell the truth."

Fengli pulled the little red hat and put it on sideways: "In terms of appearance, Dong Ge, you are the face of Qingcheng."

Just as Xiangdong's mouth curled up, Si Lizi said, "But that was before he came."

It’s better to kick out of the car, Xiangdong, hehe.

"In terms of height, he is about four centimeters taller than you." Pineapple looked at the small silver ring on the boss's ear and thought it was quite cool and masculine, not effeminate at all. With his buzz cut, the masculine and hormonal scent was amazing. It was a pity that the opponent was too strong.

"As for age, he's about the same age as me, at most twenty this year," Fengli sighed, "Boss, you're almost thirty."

Xiangdong was so angry that he died.

"As for your temperament, you two are not of the same type, so I won't compare you." Pineapple said seriously. He relied on his fists as the boss to only attack outsiders and would not attack his brothers who had been through life and death with him. He said whatever he wanted to say without any panic.

Xiang Dong smiled wryly: "You are not serious about doing the test. Have you finished evaluating all aspects? Your brother Dong is a normal person after all. The guy in the back seat is a crazy critic with mental problems."

Fengli said: "But Brother Yang likes it."

Xiangdong: “…” That’s true, damn.

Fengli opened a bag of shrimp crackers and ate them with a crunch: "Brother Dong, you should fall in love. Love transfer is a good method."

Xiangdong didn't comment. What's the point of having a relationship? He didn't even want to have sex. He had no interest in it. He was tired and annoyed.

Pineapple bit into a shrimp stick and looked back at the back seat, smelling the scent of dog food and said, "What a good match."

Driving eastward, smoke billowed from his head: “Say one more word and I’ll break your legs, rip off your arms and throw you out of the car!”

"Why are you just hugging me and not kissing me? Kiss me, kiss me..." Pineapple continued to eat dog food, muttering to herself, her eyes shining with excitement, as if she was watching a live gay movie.

Xiangdong’s back teeth were almost broken by biting them off. This damn pear had indeed sided with the enemy, what a traitor!

The second half of the journey was smooth sailing.

Chen Yang didn't know that Chao Jian had held his hand, hugged him, and even took photos with him. Xiang Dong didn't reveal it himself, and he didn't allow Feng Li to say a word.

Pineapple could more or less guess what Dong Ge was thinking, which was to just swallow her anger.

The reason is simple. If Chen Yang disliked Chao Jian, then letting him know about his behavior would deepen his inner rejection and disgust, and he would want to peel off a layer of skin from the place where he was touched.

But Chen Yang obviously not only didn't hate her, but was very dependent on her, and it wasn't conscious, it was unconscious, very natural closeness. If he revealed what happened in the back seat, it would create an ambiguous bubble for them.

Therefore, Dong Ge sticks to the position and post of a love rival and never assists.

Pineapple Sucking Lollipop, based on his observations over the years, most of the people who hang around Brother Dong are young girls and ladies, with only a few Little Zeros.

Brother Dong is a very straight man both in appearance and personality. If he tells others that he is gay, others will think it is a joke.

But he is gay.

Pineapple heard not long ago that Dong Ge had a girlfriend ten years ago. At that time, he was still a gangster with no money and no power. He would ride a bicycle to take his girlfriend to stroll around Dong Street, with colorful wild petals floating along the way.

When the object fails, it becomes an old lover or first love.

Not many people knew about Dong Ge's love affair, and Fengli was almost shocked when he first heard about it. Because before that, he knew Dong Ge only talked about sex and not love.

Fengli felt that Dong Ge’s love for Chen Yang was not pure and passionate. He liked her, and he treated her specially, but desire accounted for a large part, and secondly… Since the cabbage is about to be eaten by the pig, I want to grab the first bite and eat the hottest one. This is probably his mentality.

However, Brother Dong underestimated the strength of his opponent Pig, who is Green Tea, a veteran.

The car stopped at a rest stop. Fengli saw Chen Yang getting off the car and sitting here with Chao Jian, frowning and saying that his legs hurt, looking very uncomfortable. Then Chen Yang bent down nervously and pulled Chao Jian, and he didn't realize that he was half hugged and half embraced.

Brother Dong just stared blankly at the side. He was like a cold human-shaped anti-counterfeiting machine, ready to pin a big "fake" on Chao Jian at any time.

Pineapple shook her head and said, "My brother Dong is such a poor man."

A little after 1pm, Penang.

Chen Yang arrived at the hotel, put down his suitcase and backpack, and lay down on the bed. He felt lazy all over and didn't want to move.

Chao Jian put away the headphone cord and took out a portable kettle, cup and tea from the suitcase.

Chen Yang squinted his eyes and watched him operate: "This is my first time staying in a hotel."

"Yeah." Chao Jian took out the incense burner and lit the incense.

Chen Yang scratched his face. He and Chao Jian had been living together for half a year. Now they had booked a room together, but he felt an indescribable sense of restraint.

It was like the first time I went out with my boyfriend to check into a hotel...

Chen Yang rushed into the bathroom and washed his face for a long time before coming out, smiling and saying, "This hotel is a five-star hotel, it looks..."

Chao Jian stopped fanning Qingyan and asked, "You have nothing to say to me?"

Chen Yang's smile froze: "No."

"Then why are you trying to find a topic?" Chao Jian pushed the incense burner onto the table and said coldly.

Chen Yang was speechless. He avoided Chao Jian's gaze and said, "I am embarrassed."

Chao Jian walked towards him step by step, his eyes dark and unclear: "Why are you embarrassed?"

Chen Yang stepped back: "You know."

Approaching Jane: "I don't know."

Chen Yang retreated again, his tense and sweaty back hitting the wall. He raised his hands in surrender: "Brother, stop playing with me."

"Did I play, brother?" Chao Jian stared at him, emphasizing each word.

Chen Yang couldn't handle this situation, it was so unfamiliar. He stood stiffly, with all the blood in his body rushing to his face.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

There was a sudden knock on the door. Chen Yang immediately ran to the door, but his clothes were pulled. His body was forced to stop and the restlessness on his face rose to a higher level.

In Chen Yang's memory, Chao Jian pulled the corner of his clothes more than twice. He forgot how many times exactly, but only this time did he react so strongly and he hit her.

After a "pop" sound, the room was dead silent.

Chen Yang didn't use much force, but his fingertips felt numb: "Let go, I'll go open the door."

Chao Jian let go of the corner of Chen Yang's clothes and rubbed the back of his hand that was hit with a calm expression. He said nothing, but just lowered his head.

Chen Yang glanced at the little girl who was so close to him, then he looked away, then looked again after a few seconds, and finally he couldn't help it and reached out to touch her.

Xiao Jiujiu made Chen Yang's heart soften. He stared at her in a trance and completely forgot about opening the door.

Outside the door, Fengli stopped the boss who was about to knock on the door again: "We just arrived at the hotel, why are you so angry?"

Xiangdong looked as if his father had died: "We booked a standard room with two beds."

Feng Li understood and didn't understand at the same time: "They have always lived together and slept together, what does this mean?"

Xiangdong was struck by lightning. Yes, what is this? This is nothing, it’s just fucking shit.

"Home is home, it's not the same as renting a hotel room." Xiangdong leaned against the wall, folding his long legs casually.

Pineapple said, "What's different?"

Xiangdong knocked him on the forehead: "What do you, a little brat, know?"

Home is like a cup of boiled water, light, clear and tasteless, while the hotel is like a glass of wine, fragrant and mellow, with every heartbeat as an ingredient.

Xiangdong called Chen Yang to go out and play.

Chen Yang was not interested: "It's too sunny outside, I won't go."

"The sun is about to set, let's go get some sun." Xiangdong said, "Penang has a few beaches, we can go swimming."

Chen Yang stopped pressing the remote control: "Bath beach?"

Glancing eastward at the incense burner, he saw that the incense smelled like cow dung. It was so damn disgusting. He sat down at the end of the bed and asked, "Want to go?"

"Didn't I tell you that I did a mission in a bathhouse?" Chen Yang was speechless.

Chen Yang's voice was only audible to him and Xiangdong, and he avoided Pineapple who was standing at the table looking at the folding kettle.

It is better to have less trouble than more. As the tasks are related, it is best for ordinary people not to know about it.

"I have a shadow on the sea." Chen Yang sighed.

Xiangdong's eyebrows twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character: "Penang is a coastal city, did you know that?"

Chen Yang nodded.

"Isn't the signature of a coastal city the sea?" Xiangdong showed off his rare patience. "Since you are afraid of sea water, why do you want to travel here? Tell me."

Chen Yang was stunned: "Did I suggest coming here?"

"..." Xiangdong looked around, picked up the data cable on the bed and wanted to hit Chen Yang, but he couldn't bear to do it. He was so angry that he threw the data cable to the ground, "You are a ghost!"

Chen Yang changed from lying to sitting: "Don't mention that word in the real world." He looked at Chao Jian who came out of the bathroom, "Are you going to the bathhouse?"

Chao Jian stroked his dripping hair and said, "Go if you want to."

What Chen Yang really thought was “I don’t want to”, but since everyone was already here, he couldn’t spoil the fun, so he agreed to go.

That was the bathing beach closest to the hotel. There were a lot of people, the sand was very hot, the waves were rolling, and the sound of the wind carried the salty smell of the sea water and the crisp sound of wind chimes, which together formed a touch of coolness on a hot summer day.

However, Chen Yang felt that he had gone too cold. The blood in his veins was icy. He stared blankly at the sea.

This bathhouse...

Chen Yang stood in the sun, feeling as if someone was pouring ice water on him. He was shivering with cold.

"Am I seeing things?" Chen Yang asked Chao Jian in a dry voice, as if he was talking to himself in shock. The beach stalls selling beach equipment, toilets, lifeguard platforms, ticket booths, changing rooms... all of these overlapped with the mission.

The difference is that there are only nine taskers and one NPC in the mission world, while the bathhouse in the real world is full of heads, and the noise is full of reality.

Chen Yang staggered and pulled Chao Jian to find Xiangdong.

Soon, the three of them stood on a reef at the bathing beach, two of them communicating against the wind, and the remaining one looking for small shells.

"Penang is where you came from." Xiangdong pointed out the key point.

Chen Yang had nothing to say. He couldn't even remember that he was the one who brought it up.

"Okay, it was me who suggested it, but I should have just said that I came to Penang for fun. There's no way I knew there was a bathhouse here that was the same as the mission site." Chen Yang tried to analyze calmly.

"Don't think too much about it. It just happened to happen to you." Xiangdong said, "If you don't touch it today, you will touch it tomorrow. We will stay here for three days and play in all the bathhouses."

"It's no big deal if we encounter it. The earlier train station and rest stop, and the recent science and technology park, aren't these all in the real world, and also in the mission world?" Xiangdong thought very open-mindedly.

Chen Yang raised his foot and rubbed a slippery rock: "Every time we do a mission, we are in that mission area. We can't see the outside. It's like we are blocked by some invisible thing."

"You said," Chen Yang's voice was unclear amid the sound of the waves, "Could the mission world be a replica of the real world?"

He had suspected it a long time ago, and now he was completely sure: "The reason why we only saw one corner is because the rules only allow us to see one corner. The other areas that are not related to the mission are covered up and not shown to us..."

Xiangdong squatted on the reef and lit a cigarette: "I don't think so."

This answer surprised Chen Yang. He took a breath and asked, "What do you think?"

Xiangdong shrugged: "Just because the background location of a single mission can be found in the real world doesn't mean that the entire mission world is a replica of the real world."

Chen Yang speculated on Xiangdong's words: "You mean, the rules only select individual places from the real world as mission locations?"

Xiangdong took a deep puff of cigarette: "This is not something we can worry about right now."

Chen Yang agreed with Xiang Dong rationally, but not emotionally: "Have you ever thought about where the identity number came from? What is its ultimate purpose? Is it to make us pass the missions one by one, become legal residents of the mission world, and live there for a long time?"

"Why are there batches of people doing missions, and batches of them dying and being cleared out? The dead and the alive are all from Qingcheng." Chen Yang murmured.

Xiangdong couldn't answer any of the questions. He felt that Chen Yang was muttering to himself like Tang Monk, while he was the Monkey King. The tight hoop made his head ache so much that he could see stars in front of his eyes.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Aren't we here to travel?" Xiangdong said unhappily.

Chen Yang: “…” I agreed to give my brain a break, but what happened is that my brain has to work overtime as soon as it got back to work.

He walked to Chao Jian with a dilemma. Chao Jian gave him a small shell, which was warm with the waves and sunshine.