"Sorry, baby, I'm late."
Chu Yunge's voice was full of guilt and distress, and he could only continue to apologize.
Listening to Chu Yunge's voice, Ling Chunan rubbed against the man's neck, sighed softly, closed his eyes, and said to 098, "No."
098 was a little surprised, "Host?"
Ling Chunan continued: "Let's go."
"Please prepare the host, the system space will be transferred soon."
Feeling that the breath of the person in his arms is getting weaker and weaker, Chu Yunge's fingers tightened slightly, still quietly hugging Ling Chunan's body, after a long time, as usual, he kissed Ling Chunan's lips Horn, "Baby, I love you."
Yang Qingya didn't expect that after the last meeting, Ling Chunan had become a pile of ashes when they met again. The beautiful young man in the black and white photo smiled softly at the mourning hall.
Xiaochen was on her right, looking at the photo and crying heart-to-heart.
She still didn't believe it in her heart, how could he just... die? We only met a few days ago, and Anan said that he was going to be a guest at her house. Why is it now a black and white photo
"Hello, is this Miss Yang Qingya?"
The man's low and magnetic voice came from his ears, Yang Qingya turned her head dazedly, and there was a face that was so beautiful that it was almost suffocating. The man had a pair of blue eyes, like a deep sea, cold and cold. Profound.
"I'm Anan's lover." Chu Yunge reached out to the woman in front of him who didn't seem to recover, "My name is Chu Yunge."
Yang Qingya did not ignore the tenderness in the man's eyes when he mentioned Ling Chunan's name. She knew that Ling Chunan liked men, but she didn't expect that he already had a lover, so she hurriedly reached out and shook hands with the man, "Hello."
"Anan said you were his only friend." Chu Yunge spoke again.
Hearing this, Yang Qingya turned her head to look at the gentle young man in the photo, opened her mouth, her eyes full of pain, "Did he say that?"
What Chu Yunge said later, she didn't have any impression, and the tears could no longer be restrained. She just wanted to learn from Ling Chunan's fans and cry happily for him.
She has liked Anan for more than ten years, but she doesn't even have a friend...
Yang Qingya finally remembered what happened to Chu Yunge after that day.
He said, "Four months later, please help Anan receive the award."
He also said: "I'm going to find Anan. I'm afraid I'll be late. He's afraid."
Since then, Yang Qingya has never seen Chu Yunge again.
Four months later, Yang Qingya helped Ling Chunan get back the Best Actor trophy from the awards ceremony and placed it in front of his grave.
She found that on Ling Chunan's tombstone, there was a picture of a mixed-race man. Those eyes were clearly looking at the front with indifference, but they felt unspeakably tender.
Returning to the pure white space again, Ling Chunan's expression was blank.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The energy point obtained is 3000, and the current energy point is 6000. The system store is open. Does the host buy items?"
Ling Chunan stood there for a while, his eyes gradually became focused, and he didn't know if he heard 098's words, and it took a long time before he said, "What's in the system store?"
Seeing that Ling Chunan seemed to be back to normal, 098 was a little happy, and hurriedly opened the system store, "There are skills and items in the store, all of which are sold for the quest world, please choose carefully, in order to prevent accidents from quest failure, it is recommended that the host at least Keep 1000 energy points."
Ling Chunan hummed, stretched out his hand and pulled down the translucent screen in front of him, "Don't you have any combat skills?"
"Yes." 098 diligently pointed out the area to Ling Chunan, and a bunch of skill names appeared on the screen, "But these skills need to be practiced by yourself."
Ling Chunan's gaze fell on a name in the upper left corner, "Sunflower Collection?"
098: "Host, these are all martial arts skill books that match your original world, and you can practice them all."
Ling Chunan nodded with a pitiful look in his eyes, "I can't afford it."
Only then did 098 realize that his host was still a rookie tasker, with only so many energy points in total. He glanced at those skills that required tens of thousands of energy points, and felt a little speechless and a little guilty, and then 098 heard himself say: "I I can give you one."
"Really? 098, you are really a good system!" Ling Chunan smiled happily, "I decided not to complain to you this time."
By the time 098 realized what he said, it was too late, and... the host hadn't forgotten the complaint... How could it be bound to such a vengeful host
In the mood of 098 like riding a roller coaster, Ling Chunan chose a medium-priced skill book with about 20,000 energy points.
098 breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly exchanged it, for fear that Ling Chunan would regret it later and change to a more expensive one.
As a system, it is not easy to accumulate energy points.
After redeeming it, did 098 see the name of the book - "The Encyclopedia of Hidden Weapon Types and Using Skills"
"Host, are you...?"
Ling Chunan sighed, "You, the system, can't guarantee the personal safety of the host. What if I die before completing the task? I have to be good at it."
… your scalpel makes good.
For a long time, Ling Chunan stayed in the system space.
098 was responsible for providing him with various training scenarios and hidden weapon templates. Ling Chunan expressed that he was more and more satisfied with this system.
Ling Chunan is a good student, self-study is not a problem, he quickly studied a thick book, and the accuracy of the hidden weapon is scary, but it is a pity that he has no internal support, and his soul strength is acceptable. On an ordinary body, I am afraid that picking leaves and hurting people still lacks a little strength.
This made Ling Chunan a little disappointed.
"098, when will the next mission start?" Ling Chunan sat on the ground, flipping through the book boredly.
Seeing that the host finally remembered the quest, 098's tone was much lighter, with a hint of joy, "You can start at any time, may I ask if the host is ready?"
Ling Chu said expressionlessly: "No."
"… "
"Pfft, 098, you're really interesting." Ling Chunan laughed out loud.
098 decided to shut up. It received a notification from the top not long ago, and the complaint mechanism was changed. That is to say, now the tasker can complain to the system not only in the task space, but anytime, anywhere.
Thinking of what Ling Chunan once said about the unreasonable complaints in the previous world, 098 shuddered. It now deeply believes that the host is someone above.
Ling Chunan didn't feel 098's panic, and maintained that sitting position for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "Let's go."
"Please pay attention to the host, the new world is being launched."
Before Ling Chunan opened his eyes, he felt pain all over his body. Although this kind of pain was nothing to him, who had an excellent ability to endure pain, it obviously also proved that his current condition was not good.
This is a run-down small utility room, the door was closed from the outside, the floor and the tables and benches that were randomly placed around were full of dust, Ling Chunan was lying among the piles of debris.
His body was blue and purple, apparently the marks of being beaten by a fist.
Pulling the corners of his aching mouth, Ling Chunan licked the blood on his lips, sat down against the table foot, stared blankly at his wrist that had been slashed, swallowed his saliva, and then moved away after a long while. Looking at the sight, he shouted in his heart: "098, the plot."
In the system space, 098 once thought that his host's mental condition had recovered, but now it seems that he is not as optimistic as he imagined. He is completely suppressing himself, which makes 098 a little worried.
However, the moment Ling Chunan spoke, it still passed the story in time.
This is a sweet favorite article of a wealthy family. The heroine Yuan Jiayu is the long-lost daughter of the wealthy Yuan family. She was picked up at the age of sixteen, but she even met her brother who was two years older than her. After many twists and turns, finally It proves that she is not the daughter of the Yuan family, the daughter of the Yuan family is someone else, and then the heroine is happily with the elder brother of the Yuan family.
And the daughter of the real Yuan family, that is, the second daughter of a wealthy family, plays the villainous female partner who robs the heroine for her boyfriend in this plot.
Ling Chunan's current identity is the younger brother of the vicious female supporter, his name is Xiao Yuanlang, and he was a typical little bully in the later period. The reason why he was attributed to the villain was because he almost took the heroine away in order to help his sister in the later period. The little black alley is stronger.
But before he became a little bully, he seemed to be a little pitiful.
Ling Chunan looked at his current situation and the small palm in front of him, "How old am I?"
"Sorry, host, the time coordinate is wrong, we are now ten years before the start of the plot." 098's voice was a little complicated, "You are six years old now."
"… "
"You were adopted by the Xiao family at the age of seven." 098 continued, "So you are in an orphanage now."
"...you mean I have to stay in this world until the plot starts, and then I can start the quest?"
"Yes, host."
Ling Chunan stood up and walked to the door, pushed it out, and pulled it again. With his little strength now, the heavy door only made a muffled sound, and he never moved.
This utility room only has a skylight on the edge of the roof, and the sunset shines through the skylight, making it brighter.
Ling Chunan pursed his lips, looked at the small space, stood behind the door for a moment, reached out and started knocking on the door, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out, "098, I'm a little mute?"
098 also seemed a little surprised, "There is no mention of this situation in the plot, only that Xiao Yuanlang was slightly autistic when he was a child."
It seemed that calling for help would not work, so he could only wait for someone to let him out. Ling Chunan turned around and sat down on the open space in the middle of the room, staring at the bowl-sized vent on the wall without blinking.
The sun gradually dimmed.
098 suddenly discovered that when this space was darkened, it was similar to the little black house where Ling Chunan once stayed. It couldn't help worrying: "Host, host?"
For a long time, he didn't hear Ling Chunan's response, only his small breathing sound, 098 panicked, "Host? Are you all right?"
It's all because of its wrong positioning. 098 is in a hurry. What if the host falls ill again? It's not easy to get better.
At this time, 098 heard Ling Chunan's voice, his tone was calm, "I'm fine."
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, 098 heard Ling Chunan say, "...I'm just hungry."