Wen lightly flexed his fingers, not knowing how to respond to Xing Xuan.
He hastily unplugged the charger, clutched the phone, and walked out while turning it on.
"Then let's go out."
Seeing Wen Qing's flustered back, Xing Ze chuckled and followed him out.
Walking into the elevator, the phone finally turned on.
Wen gently lowered his head, opened WeChat quickly, and opened Iou's chat dialog box.
He just typed the word Xing, his fingertips paused, and he glanced at Xing Cho beside him.
Xing Ze is much taller than him, and can easily see his mobile phone screen.
Probably aware of his gaze, Xing Ze glanced sideways, and his gaze gradually fell from Wen Qing's face to his fingers.
Seeing Wen Qing's hand covering the phone screen, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Afraid I'll peek?"
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he hesitated to speak.
Xing Zuo didn't look at his mobile phone screen, and asked casually: "Student? Teacher? Friend?"
Wen Qing said truthfully: "Roommate."
"Roommate," Xing Ze half-closed his eyes, looked at the two figures reflected in the elevator mirror, and said slowly, "You are now a sophomore, and you can spend at least another two years with your roommate."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, then nodded, not understanding why Xing Ze said this suddenly.
Xing Xuan continued: "You still have a lot of time in the future."
"I only have twelve hours."
As he spoke, he glanced at his watch: "Well, it's less than twelve hours now."
Wen pursed his lips lightly.
Xing Ze asked lightly: "What important things does my roommate have to contact you by WeChat? Instead of calling?"
The implication is that it is not an important matter at all, and it will take up his time.
Wen Qing said dryly: "It's not him who contacted me."
"I have a question I want to ask him."
"It's a very important thing."
Hearing this, Xing Ze withdrew his gaze, and continued to look at the beating numbers on the elevator floor: "You ask."
"I won't peek."
Wen Qing blinked, lowered his head, and quickly sent a message to Io.
[I saw Xing Xuan.]
Io replied in seconds, as if he had been waiting for his news.
[Um.]
Wen Qing: [What's going on?]
Io: [Didn't he tell you?]
Wen Qing stared at this line of words, so there is only one reason Xing Ze said...
Just for him.
He thought there was another reason...
Wen Qing: [Why?]
Io: [The copy of Mizong, although it is human-level, is far more difficult for you than god-level.]
Io: [Even if you survive to complete the main mission, you may be left in that world.]
Io: [So I designed a policeman to help you and ensure the fairness of the game. .]
Wen Qing stared closely at the word "design".
No wonder 001 pays special attention to Xingxuan.
No wonder Xingxuan is different from other ordinary aborigines.
No wonder Xing Ze looks a bit like Io...
Wen Qing pressed her fingertips firmly against the screen of the phone, and after a while, typed out the next question.
[What is your relationship with those three?]
He did not explicitly mention the three gods.
But Eo knew what he was asking.
Yi Ou: [WeChat has no way to carry this information.]
"Ding dong—"
Arrived on the first floor.
Xing Ze walked out of the elevator and saw Wen Qing still standing inside staring at the phone.
He raised his hand and pressed the door open button, and said, "Here we are."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, she walked out, and said to Xing Ze: "I want to make a call."
Xing Ze hummed, and walked straight forward: "I'll wait for you outside."
After finishing speaking, he walked outside the building and kept a close distance from Wen Qing, so that he would not hear the phone conversation and could look at him to avoid accidents.
Wen gently exhaled, and immediately dialed Io's number.
The call went through quickly.
Wen Qing spoke first: "You can speak now."
Iou's deep and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone: "The WeChat can't be sent out, mainly because the phone can't support the power of the information."
"What you want to know, there is no way to use any medium."
"I can only tell you in person and in person."
Face to face, personally...
Without even thinking about it, Wen Qing immediately hung up the phone.
Nancheng University Dormitory
Yi Ou rested his chin on one hand, waiting for Wen Qing to speak. The next second, a beep sounded in his ear.
Io: "..."
Song Qiang saw Yi Ou on the phone from the bathroom, and asked, "Are you on the phone with Wen Qing?"
Io hummed.
Song Qiang's face was filled with joy, and his mouth was like a machine gun, throwing out a bunch of questions: "Is he going back to the dormitory? Have you talked to him about the object? You two have reconciled? Or are you going to have a meal? Make up again?"
Io was silent for a moment, then spit out two words: "No."
Song Qiang scratched his head and asked, "Which one doesn't have one?"
Io: "Neither."
Song Qiang: "..."
Io put down the phone and tapped on the keyboard: "He hung up the phone directly."
Song Qiang sighed faintly: "He hung up your phone severely."
Io: "..."
...
Walking to the gate of the community, Wen Qing stopped, turned her head and asked Xing Ze: "Where do you want to go?"
Xing Ze raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you recommend?"
Wen Qing was asked.
Although Nancheng was the city he had always lived in, because of this, he couldn't think of a recommended place at all.
After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "Are you going to my university?"
Xing Ze lowered his eyes, stared at him for a moment, and asked back: "Have you brought other people to your school?"
Although Wen Qing didn't know whether Xing Zezhi knew about the existence of Bai Tong and others, he could only nod his head on this question: "Well, I have been there."
Xing Ze said calmly: "I won't go."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, because he brought other people there
The thought flashed by, and he heard Xing Ze ask again: "Apart from school, do you usually live in this community?"
Wen Qing nodded, then shook his head again: "It wasn't before, but it should be in the future."
The location of Nancheng District is very good, located in the city center, it will be very convenient for him to go to work after graduation, he is not going to sell the house.
Xing Zao glanced around, and his eyes stayed on Wal-Mart not far ahead: "Then go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and then go back to cook."
Wen Qing raised her face and said in a puzzled way: "There are vegetables at home, so you don't need to buy them."
Xing Zuo lowered his head, looked into his eyes, and said slowly: "I want to go to the supermarket and buy vegetables with you."
Live a very ordinary day.
His eyes were calm, his tone was light, and what he said was a very ordinary thing.
Wen Qing's heart tightened.
"good."
The supermarket is just a few hundred meters away and will be there in no time.
Wen gently pushed the empty trolley, and followed Xing Ze into it.
He himself has very low material desires, and he has everything in the house, and he doesn't know what to buy, so he just follows Xing Ze and walks through one shelf after another with him.
Compared to him, Xing Zao was in high spirits, taking shower gel, paper towels, snacks, etc., and taking a little of everything when passing by.
The trolley gradually fills up.
Xing Zuo's pace slowed down, he grabbed the handrail of the trolley and pushed it together with Wen Qing.
The trolley is not too big, and it is a bit crowded for two people to push it together.
When turning a corner, the two pushed to different strengths, and the trolley tilted slightly.
Wen Qing bumped into Xing Ze inevitably, his body temperature was very high, like a little sun, and his masculine aura enveloped him, making people blush.
Wen Qing hurriedly took a step to the side, let go of her hand, and said to Xing Ze: "You push alone."
Xing Zao stopped in his footsteps, and said without changing his face: "I can't push it alone."
Wen Qing: "..."
He looked at Xing Ze silently, and Xing Ze also looked at him.
After a moment of stalemate, Wen Qing stretched out his right hand and put it on the armrest: "Is this okay?"
Xing Xuan: "It's too far away."
Wen Qing had no choice but to move her steps to get closer to Xing Xuan.
Xing Ze was reluctantly satisfied, and continued to move forward.
Wal-Mart has two floors, and Xing Ze browsed every shelf, even the ones for women.
Looking at the whole wall of sanitary napkins, Wen Qing's face was numb: "Do you want to buy this?"
"Don't buy it," Xing Zao continued to walk forward, with a faster pace, "Maybe when you come next time, this shelf will be replaced with other things."
Wen Wei was slightly taken aback.
Xing Ze said frankly: "Next time you come here, the person you will think of will be me."
Wen Qing paused, lowered her eyes and said, "I will never forget you."
Xing Ze chuckled: "Then I can rest assured."
He pushed the cart and strode to the cash register in front of him.
While queuing, Wen Qing felt a burning gaze on the right.
He turned his head and saw an acquaintance in the next team.
The short-haired girl with a pretty appearance was the girl I met in University City Park last night and asked Ozzy for his contact information.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched.
When the short-haired girl saw him, she also twitched the corners of her mouth, and then her eyes fell on Xing Ze who was next to Wen Qing.
She followed Xing Ze's line of sight, her cheeks flushed, and she felt a little embarrassed.
Wen Qing tilted his head to look at Xing Ze, who was looking at the shelf next to the cash register.
Condoms of all flavors and sizes.
Xing Ze looked serious, as if he was considering which one to buy.
Wen Qing's cheeks were slightly red, and she quickly tugged on Xing Ze's sleeves, trying to make him calm down a bit, so stop looking.
Xing Ze hummed, and raised his hand to sweep down the entire row of the largest condoms.
Wen Qing: "..."
The sound of falling was not loud, but there were still people around looking over.
Wen Qing's cheeks turned redder.
Because I bought a whole truckload of things, it took a lot of time for the cashier to scan the code.
Until the heat on Wen Qing's face subsides, she still hasn't finished scanning the QR code.
"that… "
A female voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Wen Qing turned around, it was the girl with short hair.
The short-haired girl looked at him, then at Xing Ze, and asked cautiously, "Classmate, is this your boyfriend too?"
Wen Qing: "...No."
Xing Ze raised his eyebrows, caught the key word "also", and said without changing his expression, "I am his husband."
Wen Qing: "..."
He said helplessly to Xing Ze: "Don't talk nonsense, it will be misunderstood."
Xing Ze responded, and continued to say to the short-haired girl, "Then I'm his wife."
Wen Qing: "..."
The short-haired girl's eyes became brighter and her expression became more and more excited.
She looked directly at Wen Qing, and asked tentatively: "Student, ah no, teacher, can we add a WeChat?"
"I, I want to learn!"
Wen Qing: "..."
No wonder he suddenly called him teacher.
After a moment of silence, he said dryly to the short-haired girl, "You misunderstood, they are all my friends."
"Well... those words were all a joke."
The short-haired girl obviously didn't listen to his words, looked at him eagerly, and asked, "Is it true that we can't add WeChat?"
Wen nodded lightly: "Sorry."
"Okay," the short-haired girl said to him with a disappointed expression, "I'm a sophomore majoring in digital media technology at Nancheng University, and my name is Li Fang."
The surname is Li, Wen Qing was taken aback, thinking of Li Ran and Li Jingjing.
He groaned and said to the short-haired girl, "Goodbye."
Li Fang straightened his expression and said seriously: "I saw you several times in the dormitory area of Nancheng University."
"Teacher, I will definitely ask for your contact information next time."
Wen Qing: "..."
Xing Ze raised his eyebrows, and said to Li Fang, "Student, I'm still here."
Li Ran nodded to him, and shouted very politely: "Goodbye, Master."
After finishing speaking, she walked out of the supermarket with a bag of snacks.
Xing Ze looked at Wen Qing, and said flatly: "This little girl is quite polite."
Wen Qing: "... because you called your teacher's wife?"
Xing Zao nodded calmly: "Yes."
Wen was silent.
The cashier aunt in the supermarket scanned the last condom, put it in a plastic bag, and asked Xing Ze with a smile: "Do you only want these?"
"Do you want that?" She raised her finger and pointed to the shelf in front of the cashier next door.
Wen Qing raised his eyes and saw that it was all lubricant.
"..."
Xing Xuan: "Yes."
"A bottle of every flavor."