"Hello, my name is Celia"
"The network has been disconnected!"
"It's time to squeeze the channel again..."
"I dropped the!"
"The sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul"
"Many talents"
"I pressed the wrong button, get out of the way!"
"..."
Jiang He didn't understand how this piece of music touched veteran players. She only started playing it last year, and Arad had already destroyed it once.
In today's digitalized game, no one is racking their brains to make a strategy, and there is no longer the experience of beating the cat demon goblin in the Green Forest of Xinshou Village with a trace of blood. Everything is pursued every second.
Some hardcore side-scrolling games at the beginning have now been templated, all pursuing the same set of supreme equipment, hitting 99999+ numbers, causing damage like cheating, but the original happiness has deteriorated.
I used to be a boss wearing wings and iron chains, but now I buy 12 sets of Spring Festival gift bags just for the orbs inside.
Even if the version is reset, it will be difficult for those who have grown up to find the happiness they once had, and memories will only be memories after all.
After typing for a while, the barrage was still flashing. Jiang He put down her chopsticks, snapped her fingers, and clicked to match her opponent. She didn't know if Xu Qing was watching her on the phone now, so she thought about it and asked, "Are you watching?" ?”
The barrage still remained undiminished, and some "something" even popped up again, making her unable to tell whether it was Xu Qingfa's or not.
"I'm asking my boyfriend, if he went out today, he was not punished to stand."
"Actually, you don't need to add an explanation."
"It's really unnecessary"
"Shocked"
Jiang He mumbled that the opponent had already been matched in the game, and the opponent seemed shocked by her hot-eyed outfit.
"Renaissance?" Typing on the opposite side.
"You need a chain on your foot."
He Miao 19: "Look at the sword!"
Seeing Jiang He struggling to type with one finger Zen, and then being attacked by the opponent, the bullet screen was full of hahaha.
One hour a day, the female ghost swordsman has not hit the stage of the female gun she played at the beginning, and she is still in the posture of abusing food. Wearing a new outfit makes Jiang He more handy. After being attacked once, he mercilessly kills the opponent Hacked.
Fancy chicken.
…
Hu Tong saw that Xu Qing was not pinching the armor, but it seems that tonight is a single broadcast again, and he was about to turn off the live broadcast room and play a good two lol.
He really wants to complain about the image of the female ghost sword. What kind of dress is this popular in the era? A broken Santa hat with two big wings on the back. At first glance, he thought he had traveled through time.
Before closing the door, he tapped on the keyboard, and before a comment on Ugly Bulaji's wings was sent, he heard a sound.
Hu Tong raised his head and looked at Jiang He with two chopsticks in astonishment.
Fuck!
It's only half a minute. As for whether it should be longer or shorter, he is not sure.
Originally wanted to play lol, but seeing the barrage that still didn't stop after the beating ended, he accidentally opened the icon that he hadn't touched for a long time, and started the dnf update program.
The wing decoration seems a bit pleasing to the eye, but it lacks a can head.
…
By 7:30, Xu Qing hadn't come back yet.
Jiang He looked at the clock hanging next to the TV in the living room several times, clearly saying that he would be back at seven or eight o'clock, which was half past seven, but there was still no sign of anyone.
Winter Melon wagged its tail and jumped onto the table, and was chased off by her, knowing without thinking that this guy wanted to steal dried sweet potatoes again.
"Does the host still raise pigs at home?"
"It's a cat, but it's just a little fat."
"Brother, you came at the wrong time. You will know after watching it for a few more days. There are five wonders in this place: the male anchor rubbing armor with his hands, the female anchor addicted to games, the wax figure standing for punishment, the dedicated Zhong Kui, and the one who looks like a cat. pig."
"Slightly more information..."
At the end of eight o'clock, Jiang He took out his phone and sent a message to Xu Qing: "Did you see me?"
Then looking at the data in the live broadcast room, she was surprised to find that although there were not as many times as the two of them together today, the number of people was much more than usual when she was alone.
Seeing that Xu Qing didn't reply on WeChat, she put down her phone and sorted out tonight's video and posted it, then opened yesterday's video to watch Xu Qing chatting with the audience.
Until after nine o'clock, I watched the ghosts and animals several times, but Xu Qing still hadn't replied. Jiang He thought for a while and took out his phone: "When are you coming back?"
At ten o'clock, Xu Qing's reply was long overdue.
"Come on, come back now"
Jiang He listened to it with his mobile phone, thought for a while and didn't answer. When he looked at his watch and yawned at half past ten, there was a sound of a key turning at the door.
"The one you taught me to knock..." Jiang He cheered up, and stood up with great interest. Halfway through the walk, his eyes fell on Xu Qing, and he suddenly stopped talking.
The hem of Xu Qing's T-shirt was stained with blood.
"Don't be nervous, it's not mine." Xu Qing was startled by her sudden downcast expression.
"It's not yours?"
Jiang He pulled Xu Qing to touch here and look there, and it was true that he was not injured, so his expression eased.
"It's a long story, I'll throw this clothes away first, and take a shower, soon."
Xu Qing tore off his upper body clothes, slipped into the bathroom, Jiang He looked at his shoulders, pursed his lips, sat on the sofa and waited.
This scene of not coming back after going out for a long time, and coming back with blood on her body made her in a trance for a moment.
"What... help me get my pajamas." Xu Qing opened a crack in the door and shouted outside.
"Oh, I'll go find it for you."
Jiang He got up and went into Xu Qing's small utility room, searched for a while, held his pajamas in one hand, hooked his fingers to his boxers and handed them over.
Not long after, Xu Qing came out wiping her hair, sat down on the sofa, took Jiang He's unfinished half can of Coke on the table and gulped it down in one go.
"I'm so thirsty... I was supposed to be back at seven o'clock, but something happened. I didn't go to the hospital and the police station again. I was delayed until now."
"What's the matter with the blood?" Jiang He looked at the clothes he threw away, the blood stains didn't look like nosebleeds at all.
"Qin Hao's."
"Are you OK?"
"It's someone else who has something to do, and I have nothing to do with it." Xu Qing waved his hand.
"That's good."
Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and touched Xu Qing's stomach, "I thought you were chopped off."
"...can you think of something better?"
Xu Qing leaned on the sofa with half-closed eyes, looking tired.
"If the two of us change, you come back in the middle of the night with blood on your body, and I can cut someone else for you."
"I play games at home every day, and I don't go out." Jiang He didn't bring a sword even if he went out, so how could he kill someone, "Tired, right? Go to bed early."
"If you touch me again, I won't be able to fall asleep."
"I'll just see if you're injured." Jiang He withdrew his hand, paused and helped him cover his stomach with the pajamas, "Is that fat black man dead?"
"..."
Xu Qing was helpless, "I only suffered a little injury, don't talk about death."
"Oh." Jiang He looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock and twelve o'clock, "Do you want to eat something?"
Xu Qing opened his eyes to look at her, usually he didn't feel that, now the heroine looks more and more like a little daughter-in-law.
Jiang He was waiting for him to reply, when he was grabbed and kissed hard, the taste of Coke in his mouth.
"Okay, we've eaten, let's go to bed early." Xu Qing got up from the sofa contentedly, "I'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Good night." Jiang He said.
"Good night, don't think about fighting every day, it's just an accident."
Accident
Jiang He sat on the sofa and watched him close the door, and waited quietly for a while before returning to his room.
…
the next day.
"In short, it was an accident in which the hero failed to save the beauty but was stabbed, and then I went up to rescue the hero. It was purely accidental. I will go to see him again today, and then I will continue to go to the police station... You don't need to give me the sword for self-defense. Really no need."
After breakfast, Xu Qing explained to Jiang He, put on his shoes, and prepared to go out with his mobile phone keys.
Jiang He held his sword and looked at him, a little worried that something would happen to him.
"I'm not a broom star, but a mouse. Where did that black fat man go wrong, I was just implicated by him."
"come back earlier."
"Yes, remember to study."
After saying hello and going out, the morning sun hadn't yet blown its power, the road was cool and cool with some wind, Xu Qing took a taxi to the hospital, bought a bunch of bananas downstairs, and went all the way to the ward on the fifth floor, Qin Hao was lying on the bed wearing a hospital The number service is drinking porridge.
Qin Maocai sat beside him, his face darkened, he was lecturing, and he stopped talking when he saw Xu Qing approaching.
"Uncle, eat a banana."
Xu Qing broke off two and handed one to Qin Maocai, then looked at Qin Hao: "Can you eat it?... Forget it, I will eat it myself."
"What's going on?" Qin Maocai asked Xu Qing.
"Did he not tell you?" Xu Qing was surprised.
"He made himself look like a hero, and he almost tied his legs to the sky!" Qin Maocai glanced at Qin Hao with a dark face, "It's like listening to the story, it's as awesome as he said, why are you lying here? ?”
"I was being careless. I didn't expect that kid to have a knife and dare to take it out..."
"Drink your porridge! I heard what Qingzi said."
"..."
"Cough..." Xu Qing cleared his throat, and said: "That's the thing, didn't we have dinner, and then whoever insisted on going to the Internet for a while together, then go, and then there is just...someone took a stick Stealing girls' money, the hero Mouse stepped forward and helped them get stabbed."
"that's it?"
"that's it."
"That's right! How many rounds are you talking about when the tiger's body shakes and then grabs and fights with people... What are you talking about?" Qin Maocai took a bite of banana and said to Xu Qing: "Before you came here, this kid gave me blowjob for half an hour cow."
Sometimes I feel that this kid Qin Hao has entered the wrong profession, he should switch to storytelling, and singing and singing with Xu Qing can support a theater—but when he is facing girls, he can't make a fart with three sticks, and Mao can't even speak .
"I'm not bragging, I restrained him at first, and grabbed the stick..." Qin Hao muttered.
"Are you okay?"
"It's nothing, but there's a lot of bleeding." Qin Hao's face was still a little pale.
Seeing that he was bleeding so much, he almost thought he was going to die, and he didn't feel alive until the stitches were finished.
Hulu Hulu drank the porridge, Qin Hao urged: "Dad, hurry up and eat."
"Well, then I'll go."
"It's fine to have me here." Xu Qing greeted.
Watching Qin Maocai leave and close the door, Qin Hao struggled to move his body into a comfortable position, watching Xu Qing not speak.
"Is it serious?" Xu Qing lifted his quilt to have a look, there was a thick gauze wrapped around his stomach.
"It's not serious, I tilted my body to avoid the vital point."
"Don't let the porridge you drink flow out of your stomach."
"Stop talking nonsense, what's the matter with you? Are you ready to transform?" Qin Hao covered the quilt angrily.
"What kind of body do you want to change..." Xu Qing sat back on the chair and peeled off another banana, "Isn't that urgent? If it wasn't for my two years of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, I would have given him a slap on the head in exchange for my violent temper two years ago." come down."
"..."
"Does this count as my bravery? Give me an award?" Xu Qing leaned forward, "I'd better have a pennant or something, I'll take it back and give it to my dad."
"What are you thinking about? Now that people are being assessed for injuries, the most you can do is... the policemen encounter enthusiastic people on the way to enforce the law, so don't even think about acting bravely."
Qin Hao curled his lips, "It's a good thing I'm a policeman, otherwise you'd have to prevent people from blackmailing you."
"Hmph, honest people should be pointed at with a gun."
"You have to file a case later. Where did you learn Tiger Boxing... Is your ancestor really Xu Chu? I'll ask Uncle Xu another day."
Qin Hao lay flat and looked at the ceiling, and he was stabbed by a fool who robbed him, which was unlucky.
The most shocking thing was Xu Qing's performance, he was stunned by a slap, he lay there twitching, and it took him a long time to recover.
"Your ancestor might be Qin Qiong." Xu Qing said.
"Hey, that's a coincidence."
Tuk tuk.
There was a knock on the door, both of them shut their mouths, looked at the door, and exchanged glances, Xu Qing threw away the banana peel and opened the door.
A girl with big braids stood outside the door, holding a large bag of fruit in her hand, looking at Xu Qing cautiously, blinking her eyes.
"That... that fat police officer..."
"He's called Zhuang, come in quickly." Xu Qing laughed a little, and asked to open the door to let her in, "Officer Zhuang, that... came to see you yesterday."
"Hello, Officer Strong."
"My surname is Qin." Qin Hao glanced at Xu Qing unwillingly.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Officer Qin..." The girl panicked, held back for a moment, and was a little at a loss with the fruit, "...Thank you."
"Sure, that's where the responsibility lies."
"what… "
"You guys are talking, I'll go to your place first." Xu Qing waved.
"Eh... don't..."
"Let's go! Uncle Qin will be back soon."
Xu Qing went out and looked around in the aisle. Qin Maocai didn't know what he had eaten, and he was already coming back.
"The girl he saved yesterday came to thank you."
"Oh."
"I still have to go to the mouse's office, so let's go first."
"Go." Qin Maocai waved his hand, "I will make the armor another day, and I will let this kid wear it every day."
The corridor was full of the smell of disinfectant, and the hospital always made people feel a little depressing. Xu Qing didn't stay longer, and went out to take a taxi and went straight to Qin Hao's place of work.
Seeing that righteousness was ruined, he had to go to trouble several times, Qin Hao is a broom star.
Once inside, Qin Hao's master, Old Chen, was watching the surveillance. The two had already met yesterday.
The incident took place in an alley, and Qin Hao had come to the side of the alley after grabbing the stick, looming on the edge of the surveillance.
"Have you practiced?" Lao Chen looked at Xu Qing's body and asked.
"Well, I have practiced."
"Put your hand out and have a look."
"Just practice casually."
"This slap is well done, crisp and clean."
"..."
"Be careful not to fight. If you fight well, you have to squat."
"You were the one who fought last time, right?" Lao Gu asked beside him.
Xu Qingmu.