"No?" Wen Zhe and Liu Dingding looked at him and stretched out their hands to gesture, "There was an NPC who looked up at me just now and asked me to save her..."
He Qin pondered for a moment and whispered: "There may be a problem with the program editor. The person in charge will come over and take a look later."
Wen Zheliu looked up at him for a long time, as if he had connected with something, and as if a stone in his heart had been suddenly removed. His eyes gradually became gentle and bright in the sunlight that filled the room. He said slowly: "If you don't remember, let me sit for a while. By the way, let me ask, why am I the only player here, and where are the others?"
He Qin did not notice his presumptuous attitude at all, but replied in a good-tempered manner: "Because you have a special status, you are the last one to wake up, and this matter has something to do with me, so I have the responsibility." , will only let you go home after making sure you have fully recovered.”
After a pause, he added at the right time: "...if you want."
"I think?" Wen Zheliu smiled and still sat on the ground. "I didn't think about anything else. I just wanted to know, since the Holy Sisters are interested in what I have in my hand, why don't you respond at all?"
He Qin smiled politely: "When you are physically and mentally healthy and have no symptoms, n-star will naturally send a lawyer to discuss relevant matters with you - now, get up quickly before the ground is cold."
Wen Zheliu: "Oh."
He did not expose the abnormal contradictions in He Qin's words and deeds. He just slowly got up from the ground and casually patted his pants: "Okay, you have the final say."
He Qin: "I have the final say. Quickly change your clothes. You've been here for two hours and thirty-seven minutes, and you still haven't—"
He frowned, with a look of disgust on his face like "Why is this kid like this?", and halfway through his involuntary sermon, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wen Zheliu's wide-open eyes in surprise, and he suddenly choked with anger in his throat.
"—Not yet... Well, I mean, let's go down and have a meal." He coughed twice and tried his best to make his tone less intimate, "It's dinner time."
Damn it, he thought, how could I suddenly look like an old woman
Wen Zheliu nodded: "Let's eat, okay. Can Mr. He treat us?"
He Qin pressed the tip of his tongue against the teeth on the side. He felt that the sound of Mr. He's scream made him feel awkward and the roots of his teeth were sore.
"I beg you not to pay." He said, "Go and change your clothes first."
Wen Zheliu took the clothes brought by his assistant and changed them in the staff fitting room. He took off his wrinkled hospital gown and wore a snow-white shirt and khaki casual pants. He was as fresh and gentle as the first scene in winter. First snow. It was time to get off work, and people were coming and going along the way. Female executives kept coming over to say hello to the assistant next to the big boss, and by the way, they took a second look at Wen Zheliu, who was standing next to him. The assistant was like two people traveling, stopping and stopping along the way, greeting and talking to a group of people. It was difficult to find excuses to avoid these leaders of the opposite sex who were higher than him. Thinking of his boss who was still waiting for him to send people there, he In fact, I want to cry a thousand lines in my heart.
He Qin stood at the door of the elevator. Although his face was calm and he nodded with a smile to the employees who talked to him, he was actually impatient for a long time and was counting the seconds in his mind. Half an hour later, when he counted to three thousand seven hundred and fifty seconds, the assistant complained endlessly, and finally ran to He Qin with Wen Zheliu, closing his eyes and waiting for a ridicule that would make life worse than death.
He Qin had a cold smile on his lips: "Did you go to the Himalayas to change clothes? You asked me to wait for half an hour..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Wen Zheliu standing behind the assistant in a blink of an eye.
He Qin: "...Okay, wait well."
assistant:"?"
He Qin nodded slightly, looked at Wen Zheliu intently, and waved his hand to indicate to the assistant that he could kneel down.
The assistant accidentally saved a small life, and immediately burst into tears of gratitude, ran away like a wild dog, and quickly disappeared in front of the two people.
Wen Zheliu: "..."
In the elevator, He Qin looked at Wen Zheliu and smiled: "You look good in this outfit."
Wen Zheliu smiled and said: "I just changed my clothes. I haven't changed at all. I can see better."
He Qin raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, his raised eyes lazily and affectionately: "It's precisely because I have a good-looking foundation that I can change clothes just like changing people."
Hearing that Zheliu's face was getting hot and he didn't know how to answer, there was a "ding dong" and the restaurant was here. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked out first, ignoring He Qin's smiling eyes.
The staff restaurant occupies almost one-third of the floor area, which can almost be described as "vast". Wen Zheliu has no doubt that if the floor was not too smooth, he could race on it.
"Come," He Qin waved to him and brought him to the table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. With a snap of his fingers, four foggy, ever-changing light bands spread out around him like magic, "Sit here."
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Wen Zheliu couldn't help but touch it gently with his fingers. The foggy white light was cool, like water vapor that really condensed in mid-air, but it also magically allowed people to see the outside scene.
"Isolation device, I often come here to eat because I don't get disturbed much." He Qin said, and at the same time skillfully pressed the button on the side, and an ancient silver holographic menu immediately popped up in front of Wen Zheliu's eyes, "What to eat is up to you. select."
Hearing this, he seemed to realize his hunger belatedly. After hesitating for a while, he ordered a Chinese meal and asked He Qin, "Is there any Coke?"
He Qin shrugged: "I forgot to tell you that the chef in charge of drinks in the restaurant is an unswerving die-hard Pepsi fan. There was a dark history of filling Coca-Cola paper cups with Pepsi."
Wen Zheliu: "...how did you find out?"
"Because the person drinking it happens to be an unwavering Coca-Cola loyalist." He Qin replied, swiping at the bottom of the menu, and dozens of pages of dazzling options immediately appeared, "Look, you can order whatever you want to drink."
Wen Zheliu casually ordered a drink. After a while, the bell on the dining table rang. He Qin pressed open the isolation device and asked the waiter to bring the plate.
The two of them chatted while picking up vegetables with chopsticks.
There was no killing, no death, no inhuman ghosts that drove people crazy, just sitting with He Qin in the restaurant, having a peaceful lunch face to face - even if it was an illusion of being in a triple illusion, It is also a very rare experience.
He Qin asked: "Have you ever thought about your future plans?"
Yes, of course I plan to get out of this hellish place with you, "I don't have any plans, just take it one step at a time."
He Qin looked at him intently, his dark red thin lips slightly curved, and the darker mole on his lips was like the light of a snake letter, shining with a seductive sex appeal like poison.
"Let's go to a dance party with me first. Are you interested?" He suddenly said, "Tonight."
Wen Zheliu struggled to tear his eyes away from the mole, and asked in confusion: "Ah? What kind of dance?"
He Qin's eyes were deep, and he reached across the square table, gently pinched Wen Zheliu's chin with his index finger and thumb, and motioned for him to turn his head: "Look."
Wen Zheliu looked out the window and saw that at some point in the sky, it had started to rain. The falling snow was as unstained as pear blossoms. Against the backdrop of the vast and continuous fluffy greenery in the distance, it felt like being there. Crystal ball illusion with seasons reversed.
"Huh?" he asked in surprise, "What season is it now? Why is it snowing?"
He Qin took back his hand and said softly: "Happy Christmas Eve."
Wen Zheliu looked up at him, feeling mixed in his heart, and was speechless for a moment.
"Christmas Eve..." He murmured and repeated, "Today is already Christmas Eve?"
He Qin said: "Yes, so I invite you to the dance tonight. Do you want to go?"
Wen Zheliu laughed blankly, not forgetting to tease him deliberately: "Why? We are obviously not familiar with each other, and we have only known each other for less than a day."
"Forget that sentence. From now on, counting the time spent with the projection," He Qin casually leaned back on the chair and looked at him intently, "You and I have known each other for a lifetime."
Wen Zheliu asked: "Whose life?"
He Qin replied: "Its life - at the same time, it will also be my life."
The snow falls silently outside the window, just like the wings of white doves and butterflies, filling the sky from where the light breaks. The eternal bells ring from the top of the mountains, turning into the vast rivers of stars, sky and water, and the gentle universe.
After a long time - it could be a lifetime, a year, or just a brief moment, Wen Zheliu nodded and said, "Okay."
He Qin laughed. He picked up the cup, as if to hide his slightly trembling hands, and lowered his head to take a sip.
Wen Zheliu: "Ah, that's my Coke cup..."
The next second, He Qin's facial muscles twitched. He froze for a moment, took a deep breath, slowly put down the paper cup, and pressed open the isolation barrier on the wall.
Wen Zheliu: "...what's wrong?"
The whole restaurant seemed to hear He Qin's suppressed anger and shouted: "Waiter! Call the cook over here. I have warned him many times not to fill Pepsi-Cola into Coca-Cola paper cups again!!"
Wen Zheliu: "... Poof."
In the evening, Wen Zheliu changed his clothes in the luxurious suite prepared for guests in n company—God knows why a company headquarters building still has this thing. He didn't often wear a suit, but for the dress etiquette of the banquet, he still Once again, he put on a neat and crisp suit. The waistcoat clips the young man's thin waistline, and there is a silver stag lapel pin inlaid with large diamonds on his scarf. The cufflinks are also silver inlaid with diamonds of the same color. After putting on the coat, he looks like a handsome young man from a wealthy family. It can almost brighten up a dark room.
His assistant was already waiting for him outside the door. This was equivalent to the annual meeting prepared by n-star for half of its foreign employees, so it was naturally very important. They will prepare another one for Chinese employees during the Spring Festival.
"Mr. He has arrived early," the assistant whispered, "please go this way."
He followed the assistant through a long corridor covered with scarlet carpets. At this moment, the picture frame hanging on the wall was already braided with pine green and scarlet bows. There were also round golden bells, mistletoe and large and small hanging below. Small Christmas trees can be seen everywhere, and the festive atmosphere is extremely strong. They took the private access elevator and landed in the banquet hall, which was in the very middle of the building, more than 400 meters above the ground.
The golden hall is elegantly decorated, with a... no, a huge, bright Christmas tree hanging high in the back. Thousands of drops of clear crystal flow radially from the dome, pouring layer by layer into the shape of a pine tree. The main trunk even winds all the way to the ground, forming a luminous river. The splendid brilliance illuminated the three-story banquet hall so brightly that there was almost no need for other lighting facilities.
At this moment, everyone was standing and chatting in the front hall of the banquet. They were all N-star's senior employees and outside celebrities. The band was playing jingle bells in front of the Christmas tree. Wen Zheliu looked left and right, and when others were not paying attention, he pulled a bunch of mistletoe and stuffed it into his pocket.
Assistant: "... Uh, Mr. Wen..."
"Where is he?" Wen Zheliu asked.
The assistant knew that he was talking about He Qin, so he replied: "Mr. He is preparing a speech. After the speech, it is time to do the opening dance."
After a while, He Qin was seen wearing a black suit, with his hair combed back, revealing his smooth forehead, and he began to deliver a speech in a low magnetic voice. Wen Zheliu stood in the corner, looking at the crowds of people in the hall, dressed in fragrant hair. He took a glass of champagne and ate the decorative cherry stuck on the rim of the glass.
After He Qin finished speaking, there was thunderous applause. Wen Zheliu didn't recognize anyone. When he lowered his head and shook his cup, he noticed that the surroundings suddenly became quiet. He looked up and saw He Qin coming down from the high platform, parting the crowd like Moses parting the sea, and walking straight towards him.
He has deep and handsome eyebrows, a blue to black golden-eyed male leopard brooch on his chest, and a black diamond earring of the same color on one earlobe, which embellishes his appearance with a very evil and wanton look. Do I have the honor of inviting this gentleman to dance the opening dance?"
He Qin stared at him closely and extended his arm to Wen Zheliu without refusal.
There was an uproar everywhere, Wen Zheliu was stunned for a long time, turned around and put down his wine glass, and accepted the invitation calmly on the surface, but actually he was panicking inside.
"What are you doing?!" Wen Zheliu gritted her teeth in collapse, held hands with him, and walked onto the dance floor under everyone's blazing eyes, "I can't dance at all!"
"You don't know how to waltz?" With a relaxed smile on his face, He Qin took Wen Zheliu to the opposite side, "It's very simple, don't be nervous."
Wen Zheliu said anxiously: "I'm pretty good at this, but...!"
"Shh," He Qin hugged him gently. Behind them, dozens of pairs of members had entered the venue one after another. The band changed its style and played the soothing and sweet "Blue Danube", "Don't worry, just follow me. alright."
The two slid to the center of the dance floor. In addition to the two of them, there were many combinations of men and women, each dancing neatly and orderly on the dance floor. He Qin took Wen Zheliu and rotated freely on the golden lotus with flat painting in the center, as if he had been working together for many years.
Under the leadership of He Qin, Wen Zheliu actually kept up with the rhythm with his poor dancing skills. He Qin lowered his head and smiled: "How is it?"
Wen Zheliu was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat: "... It's not good. Remember to say something next time so that I can be prepared!"
He Qin laughed and whispered softly in his ear: "You are sentimental, you are young, beautiful, gentle and kind-hearted, shining like gold in the mine. The true love awakens there, beside the Danube... The beautiful blue Danube." beside."
"—Karl Baker," Wen Zheliu hurriedly added the poet's name to avoid falling into deeper ambiguity, which would lead to numbness in the waist and legs and wrong beats. "Yeah, a good poem."
He Qin raised the corners of his lips, but did not reveal his poor cover. At this moment, the song ended, the band changed the rhythm and played the more brisk "Vienna Woods Waltz", and the people on the dance floor also changed. Only The two of them were still hovering in the center of the dance floor.
The pure black earrings on He Qin's ears shone with restrained elegance under the bright lights. The two embraced each other, with jewelry, fine clothes, fine wine, and gold | The gazes and comments of everyone in the hall seemed to be far away from them. Gone, only each other's eyes remain in their world. Under the gaze of everyone, the mistletoe in his pocket seemed to be on fire, burning all the way from his trouser pocket into his heart.
"The last piece of music, what do you want to hear?" He Qin asked softly in his ear.
Wen Zheliu frowned in confusion: "Huh? I thought your repertoire was all pre-determined... What else can you listen to? Dancing, Cuckoo Waltz, Symphony of Destiny... "
"You can listen to other things," He Qin stared at him tenderly and passionately, "It's all up to you, baby."
Wen Zheliu's cheeks turned red, her heart was in a state of confusion, and her brain suddenly turned into mush.
Listen to something else, but what are the music selections? He can't even speak a complete sentence now. What's so good about this
Just when he was hesitating, the "Vienna Woods Waltz" had stopped. He Qin led him to stop on the nasturtium, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers crisply.
"Want to fly?" he asked, "I will take you to fly."
At this moment, his figure was as straight as a sword, and he was giving orders like an emperor. Everyone disappeared like the tide, and only the two of them were left on the dance floor of Nuo Da.
The prelude of the violin playing strings sounded, with a melancholy sigh in the playfulness. He was startled when he heard it, and then he realized - "merry ground", walking in the air!
It was to this melody that the blond magician and the lovely girl jumped up and walked in the sky. They walked through the bustling streets, through the bustling crowds, and through the waltzing adults in the square below. For men and women... From then on, they crossed time and space, wandering in the clouds of love for ten years, walking in the hearts of countless people.
"Finally found you." He Qin said, "Where are you going? Let me give you a ride."
The music trembled like running water, and Wen Zheliu's eyelashes trembled. He smiled and exchanged a line with He Qin skillfully: "I don't have a sister, and I don't need to go to the store owned by my sister, so I'd better forget it. "
The rich tone of the cello joins the violin's performance, and the melody becomes a little urgent, and the dance steps also become hurried, and the heels quickly hit the smooth and hard ground. He Qin led him around the blooming lotus petals and said with a smile: "Don't move!"
In an instant, the trombone was playing, as if a strong wind was rising from the ground, trying to blow away all obstacles in front of it. The flowing piano sounded quietly, and a widening silky sound path was played in the increasingly tight ensemble. Wen Zheliu and He Qin looked at each other and spoke the blond magician's lines in unison at the same time: "Put your feet out—"
"-Continue to go."
The next moment, billions of bright powders like broken stars exploded on the entire dome, like a vast sea of stars, like vast fireworks, accompanied by a roaring symphony like a tide, instantly flooding the entire banquet hall and the entire banquet hall. The whole world!
"Yes, that's it." Through the brilliant powder and petals, Wen Zheliu seemed to be thrown high into the sky above the sea of clouds. He vaguely heard He Qin say, "...don't be afraid."
The music was overwhelming, and the magician led the girl to walk in the clouds, seeing all the joys and sorrows in the world and the purest romance in life. At the same time, the crystal giant tree sprinkled the glorious dawn of divine creation above everyone's heads, and the golden powder swept over everything. He Qin and Wen Zheliu rotated among the bright stars, and the gentle and majestic melody echoed around the world. Top.
— Endless time, life, death and love, real and false illusions.
The last 360-degree rotation, with Wen Zheliu half-lying in He Qin's arms, also coincided with the last note played.
Gold powder and countless delicate white petals are scattered all over the sky from the dome, like rain and snow from heaven. The surroundings were completely silent, and everyone was speechless in shock. The only sound was the rustling of snow, which trembled in the vast and empty golden | hall.
The bodies of the two of them were covered with petals and crystal clear stardust. He Qin's eyes were deep and his lips squirmed slightly. At this moment, they were very close, their hot breaths blended together, and even the heat of their skins could interact with each other. feel. As long as He Qin tilted his head slightly, he could kiss Wen Zheliu's lips.
The whole world was on fire. In the raging fire, the scene in front of Wen Zheliu's eyes was completely blurred. He didn't know if they kissed - maybe they did, or maybe not.
He Qin said hoarsely: "...you dance very well."
"..." Wen Zheliu opened his mouth. He saw each other's only figures reflected in each other's eyes. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.
He Qin pulled him up, and the chests of both of them were rising and falling slightly. The people around him seemed to be waking up from a dream, and they started to applaud belatedly.
The applause was like thunder, and He Qin was about to take him away, but Wen Zheliu suddenly reacted and hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"
His voice was urgent, echoing in the quiet hall.
"What's wrong?" He Qin turned around and asked.
The mistletoe in his pocket was boiling like fire. Wen Zheliu took a deep breath, turned to the band and said: "Walking in the air... can we do it again, okay?"
After a moment of silence, the music played again. He Qin raised his eyebrows in surprise, and was about to ask when he heard that Zheliu had already jumped on him, pushing him between the thick golden flowers on the ground, splashing Waves like sea water!
The sound of gasping came and went, and He Qin was stunned: "You..."
The security personnel and defense mechanisms needed to be activated urgently, and when they were about to stop Wen Zheliu, he resolutely took out a small bunch of mistletoe from his pocket, raised it above their heads, and cast a slender shadow of the branches on the golden ground. .
-At this moment, the clock strikes twelve o'clock at midnight, and anyone under the mistletoe must kiss each other.
"I'm here to take you back." He was smiling, but his eyes were red, filled with tears he shed for no apparent reason. "There is no romance, no beauty, no generous life, and it's not even home... But That’s where we should be, not here.”
He Qin was stunned: "...What did you say? You..."
He was breathing rapidly, as if something urgent was about to happen to him, but he didn't realize it. When he saw the mistletoe, he wondered whether he should kiss the lips of the person in front of him first. Just as he hesitated to prop up his body and get close to the willow tree, a cool tear fell from the young man's eyes and fell silently into his eyes. In the middle of He Qin's pupils.
His lips and teeth were close to each other, and his tears fell into his eyes.
"Illusion and reality, spear and shield, are combined at this time and here." Wen Zheliu said softly between the mingling of lips, "In three overlapping illusions, we are each other's reality and each other's illusion. —The Möbius strip, can it be broken forever?”
At this moment, the three-layer illusion screamed on the verge of being broken, and it also cracked piece by piece from the deepest part, disintegrating into thousands of flying debris!
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The bgm of this chapter recommends A Walk in the Sky, from Howl's Moving Castle. It is one of the top six favorite works by Hayao Miyazaki! ! ! (The rest are Castle in the Sky, The Cat’s Repayment, Spirited Away, and Princess Mononoke and Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind_(:d∠)_