The feeling of wetness in the palm of my hand was so slight, but it was magnified countless times in the dark night. Jiang Weimian felt as if he had been suddenly licked by a cat, and his heart felt numb for a moment. He stared blankly into Shen Zuixing's dark eyes, and for a moment he didn't know whether to put his hands down or cover them tighter.
Chen Zuixing grasped Jiang Weimian's wrist with slightly cold fingertips, wrapping around it like a snake. Then he slowly pulled down the other person's hand that was covering him, and stared at him for a long time in the dark night. Finally, he curled his lips silently and uttered a sentence with unknown meaning: "...Jiang Weimian, you wasted two resurrection cards, no Do you think it’s a pity?”
The two resurrection cards were two chances to save his life. It was something that no one else could ask for, but he used it so easily. If Bai Zhiang knew that Jiang Weimian was so "generous", his heart would bleed.
Jiang Weimian asked calmly: "Why is it a waste?"
Chen Zuixing: "They are just virtual data created by the game and have no meaning of saving them. Jiang Weimian, if you need resurrection cards now, will you still save them?"
Jiang Weimian thought for a moment after hearing this, then slowly shook his head: "I don't know..."
He looked sleepy, but his eyes were always clear.
"But I don't need this card now, and neither do you, nor do He Man and the others..."
"The purpose of the Resurrection Card is to resurrect life. If it is kept privately, its value will be worse than waste paper. Just like a coin, if it is kept hidden and not spent, it will lose its value... "
Jiang Weimian is neither a good person nor a bad person. He just knew that he had a strange disease since he was sensible, so he could face death more calmly than others: "Shen Zuixing, you may not believe it, but I am actually already a dead person. ”
He lived out his due years, hurriedly finished a book whose content had long been forgotten, and at the moment of the last full stop, he entered a dream from which he would never wake up. Everything was just right, even death.
During the few days Jiang Weimian was alive in the game, he had stolen and made extra money. If he were to face death now, he would not feel too unwilling.
"I am a person who believes in fate. If I can really make it to the end of the game, it means I should be alive. If not, I will just get the ending I deserve."
A deserved ending of death.
Jiang Weimian was so serious that Shen Zuixing couldn't even make a joke. He stared at Jiang Weimian for a long time. Seeing that the other person's expression didn't seem to be fake, he tentatively stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Weimian's atrium. He could still vaguely feel the man's powerful beating heart. He curled his lips and said, "Liar, if you are a dead person, why?" Will there be a heartbeat?"
Jiang Weimian glanced at his hand and for the first time did not fight, but said seriously in a low voice: "Liao Qian and the others also have heartbeats. This is something that data can never generate. Chen Zuixing, I always feel that they are all real, just like... Just like real people who once existed. When one day we turn a blind eye to the death of these people, it means that we have been transformed into a pile of cold data by this game. This is something more terrifying than death."
This game is too cruel, players die every moment, and murders occur on every interface. As they experience more and see more, they will gradually become numb. Even one day when they see corpses scattered in the fields, they will not feel the slightest emotion in their hearts.
Jiang Weimian is trying to retain the remaining humanity, which has nothing to do with kindness, but a person's last moral bottom line.
Shen Zuixing was about to say something when he heard this, but suddenly he saw a dark shadow sneaking up from a distance. He quickly touched Jiang Weimian secretly and said silently: "Someone is coming."
Even though the night was dark, with the dim moonlight, it was not difficult to tell from the other party's dress that it was Heizhu. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He took a few steps back and started running to climb up the wall. However, before he could move, he was suddenly hit by a brick on the back of his head. Then his vision went black and he fell to the ground. Awareness.
Jiang Weimian appeared behind Heizhu at some point. Upon seeing this, he threw away the remaining half of the bricks and patted the dust on his hands, inevitably feeling bored. I thought Heizhu was so powerful, but he turned out to be a crispy shrimp who fainted when he was slapped. Such a person dared to come out and cause harm to others.
Seeing Hei Zhu fainted, Shen Zuixing raised his eyebrows at Jiang Weimian and said, "You are too gentle, do you understand?"
After saying this, he sneered, polished his shoes on the ground, and then kicked Heizhu hard in the lower body. Hearing a muffled sound, Heizhu suddenly twitched and shrank into a shrimp. He fainted again within two seconds of waking up from the pain.
Seeing this, Jiang Weimian's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect such a clear-cut method. He unconsciously took a step away from Shenzuixing, and felt a chill on his back for no reason.
Chen Zuixing noticed his movements and looked over: "What are you afraid of? I won't kick you."
Jiang Weimian narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and uttered two words coldly: "How dare you."
He rarely speaks with emotion, but is so intimidating that people dare not refute. Shen Zuixing really didn't dare. Hearing this, he grunted and kicked the unconscious Heizhu into the garbage ditch on the roadside, deciding to let him stay there for a good night.
There are four minutes left until the end of the game.
Jiang Weimian was a little worried after all, so she climbed up the wall and took a look. Through the gap in the bedroom curtain, she saw that it was pitch dark inside, and Liao Qian seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
Zhao Xi just came back from outside. With headphones around his neck, he didn't realize what had just happened here. He climbed up the high wall with familiarity, and then landed directly on the ground. He glanced out of Liao Qian's bedroom window out of habit, hesitated for a moment, and finally He knocked lightly on the window.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
Not long after, a faint light came on in the dormitory. Liao Qian stood up from the bed in a daze, opened the curtains, and was startled when she saw Zhao Xi standing outside the window.
She was wearing pink pajamas, her hair was down, her face was quiet and beautiful, and she didn't look like she was hiding under the bed hysterically. Her white fingertips gently pushed open the window, and her voice was gentle: "Zhao Xi, did you go to the Internet cafe again?"
Zhao Xi scratched her hair when she heard this. She didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, she took out a small cake from behind and handed it to her: "Well... I went to the teacher's office two days ago and saw your student status file. Is it today? Is it your birthday? I wish you a happy birthday..."
He usually looks like a thorny school bully in the class, but now he stutters and can't even speak clearly.
Liao Qian opened the box and looked at it in confusion, only to find a pink strawberry cake inside. She smiled lightly, like a breeze blowing across the lake: "Yes..."
There was a hint of joy in her voice: "Zhao Xi, thank you..."
Several colored candles slowly lit up in the dark night. The warm yellow candlelight was weak but warm, reflecting two equally young faces.
Jiang Weimian hid in the dark to observe the situation, and suddenly saw the boy secretly kissing the girl like a dragonfly. He couldn't help but paused, then slowly looked away, rolled down from the shadow of the wall, and landed silently.
Chen Zuixing asked curiously: "What are they doing?"
Jiang Weimian leaned against the wall, patted the dust on his sleeves, and said in his usual tone: "I didn't do anything."
Shen Zuixing didn't believe it, so he deliberately approached him and asked, "Really?"
Jiang Weimian: "Really."
Shen Zuixing came a little closer, leaning against the toe of Jiang Weimian's shoes, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked, and breathed out hot breath in his ear, as if whispering to him: "Shh, I saw it, they were kissing..."
Chen Zuixing asked: "Jiang Weimian, have you kissed anyone else?"
Jiang Weimian paused when he heard this and frowned unconsciously. He always felt that Shen Zuixing had evil intentions: "It has nothing to do with you."
After saying this, he wanted to push Shen Zuixing away, but the latter's figure did not move at all. Chen Zuixing quietly stepped forward and gently stepped on the toe of Jiang Weimian's shoe. After a moment of silence, he suddenly kissed him like a dragonfly. Lips were touching lips, extremely intimate, but they were quickly pulled away like a gust of wind.
Inside and outside the wall, the pictures are so similar.
Jiang Weimian noticed the warm touch on his lips, his body suddenly stiffened, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously looked at Shen Zuixing: "What are you doing?!"
Chen Zuixing laughed so hard: "Kiss you."
Of course Jiang Weimian knew that Shen Zuixing was kissing him, but he wanted to know why the other party was kissing him. Seeing Shen Zuixing talking about him, he directly grabbed the person and pushed him against the wall with a cold face. His voice was a little hoarse because he deliberately lowered it. He couldn't tell whether he was confused or angry: "Are you crazy?"
Shen Zui Suddenly I remembered that my first kiss has not been given yet. If I die in the game one day, thank you."
He said: "Jiang Weimian, you are barely good-looking, so I am giving you an advantage."
Chen Zuixing didn't know why he suddenly kissed Jiang Weimian just now. There was really no reason. He thought about it for a while, and in the end he could only blame it on the young couple inside the wall. He must have been accidentally poisoned by them.
I have to say that this reason is quite shameless and makes people hate it.
Jiang Weimian narrowed his eyes when he heard this and said coldly: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
The hand that held Shen Zuixing unconsciously loosened it a little.
Chen Zuixing: "I don't have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. It sounds like you have tried it. Last time you called me a poisonous mouth. Is my mouth poisonous? Jiang Weimian, huh?"
The final sound of the last word is slightly raised, and it has an inexplicable sultry meaning.
After being intoxicated by Xingyu, without waiting for Jiang Weimian's reply, she asked in his ear with a half-smile, "Jiang Weimian, my mouth is obviously sweet, isn't it? You tasted it just now."
Jiang Weimian frowned and grabbed his chin: "Are you ashamed?"
Chen Zuixing replied simply: "Don't be ashamed."
Not knowing if he wanted to carry these three words through to the end, he reached out and gently drew a circle on Jiang Weimian's heart with his fingertips. Leaning lazily on the wall, as if teasing someone: "Jiang Weimian, you haven't been in love yet, and I haven't been in love either..."
He seemed to be very familiar with Jiang Weimian and was very good at teasing him.
Hearing this, Jiang Weimian unconsciously let go of Shen Zuixing's chin, took a step back, wanting to stay away from this scourge, and frowned without emotion and asked, "So?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden force on his neck, and someone put his hand around his neck and pulled him back. Shen Zui in love?"
Only with you...
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