Wen Qing lowered his eyes, although he guessed what Io thought about him, but when these words really appeared in front of his eyes, it was still different.
Maybe it's because they've been together for too long, just looking at this news, Wen Qing's low, hoarse voice automatically played in his mind, as if Io was saying these words in his ear.
Can you like me a bit
Can you like me a bit
...
Wen Qing's ear tips were hot, and the phone in her palm also became hot for some reason.
He hurriedly threw the phone aside and did not reply to the message.
Wen Qing hurriedly poured a whole glass of water, trying to calm down, her mind kept flashing through her relationship with Io, 001, and other people.
When he was in the real world, he only regarded Io as the head of the dormitory and a good friend, and had no other thoughts.
After entering the other world, I met Bai Tong, Xing Ze, Jiang Yan, etc., and I also regarded them as friends and passed through the dungeon together.
As for 001...
Wen lightly pursed his lips, and since 001 led the passers-by, he has been with him and helped him.
He is somewhat dependent on 001 and Io, who pretends to be a personal system.
Will want to chat with him to relieve boredom, will ask him for help...
After a while, Wen Qing put down the water glass, picked up the remote control, and wanted to watch a TV movie to calm down.
He pressed a station casually, and a love variety show was showing on TV. The host looked at the female guest with a smile and asked, "You really only consider him a friend?"
The female guest nodded.
The host asked again: "What about him? Does he only regard you as a friend?"
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she immediately changed the channel.
This time it's a bloody TV series. The heroine picked up a water glass and splashed water on the actor's face, and said with a sneer, "Friend? Did friends kiss before?"
Wen Qing: "..."
He changed the channel expressionlessly, and switched to the movie channel, which was playing a warm and healing movie.
The middle-aged woman said to the protagonist in a gentle voice: "The affection for a friend is different from the affection for a future lover. Don't suppress your emotions."
Wen Qing: "..."
He turned off the TV, got up and walked to the bedroom.
I lay down on the bed, tossed and turned for a while, but still couldn't fall asleep.
My mind is full of Io's affairs, Io's words, and Io's confession.
After a while, Wen Qing couldn't help picking up the phone and looking at it.
Io didn't send him a new message, and the dialogue box still stayed at the confession.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, then put the phone back.
As soon as I stuffed it under the pillow, the phone vibrated.
Wen Qing took it out immediately, there was a little red dot on WeChat.
Click to open it, it's not Iou, but the squad leader's news.
Squad leader: [Wen Qing, are you asleep?]
Squad leader: [You are the only one who has not confirmed the notification from the penguin colony.]
Monitor: [Teacher has something to do, economics tomorrow morning will be cancelled.]
Wen Qing: [Okay, I see, thank you monitor.]
Wen Qing: [There are a lot of things going on these two days, so I didn't watch the class.]
Squad leader: [It's okay, I thought you were asleep, and I wanted to chat with you privately to remind you, lest you make a wasteful trip tomorrow.]
There were so many things that happened in the past two days, Wen Qing didn't even touch the phone, let alone see the class news.
Wen lightly clicked on the penguin and saw the notification from Ban Qun.
Short notice an hour ago.
Although the news of the class group is blocked, there will still be little red dots popping up when the announcement informs the news of this @all staff.
Why didn't he see it
Just as he was thinking, the phone vibrated suddenly and a WeChat call popped up.
It's not Yi Ou, it's Song Qiang's call.
Wen Qing picked up the phone, and Song Qiang's bluffing voice came from the other end: "Wen Qing, it's almost a little bit soon, aren't you going back to the dormitory today?"
Wen responded lightly: "The door is closed."
"The access control is fine." Song Qiang paused, and said to him, "The north door can be opened from the inside, do you want me to open it for you?"
Wen Qing: "Say no, it's too late today."
"I'll come back tomorrow."
"Okay, that..." Song Qiang hesitated and didn't hang up the phone, as if he still had something to ask him.
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"It's just..." Song Qiang pondered for a while, and asked him directly, "Are you still angry with Io?"
Wen Qing was taken aback, how could Song Qiang know
Song Qiang sighed and said to him: "Iou said, you are angry with him."
"I thought the two of you wouldn't quarrel. Since the sophomore year, as long as you have no classes or part-time jobs, you are always stuck with Io. You seem more like a couple than a couple."
Hearing the sensitive word couple, Wen Qing pursed her lips, and asked tentatively, "Is Io not in the dormitory now?"
"Not here." Song Qiang's voice paused, as if checking whether Io was in the dormitory.
Soon, he continued: "I don't know where I went, and I didn't tell us."
Wen hummed lightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked hesitantly: "Song Qiang, have you ever been in love?"
Song Qiang immediately said: "Of course I talked about it!"
"And we have talked a lot, and have a rich relationship history!"
In order to hide his guilty conscience, he raised the volume of his second sentence a lot. Xu Fengfeng, who was playing games at the side, couldn't help but glance at him, and said to the phone, "You talked about—"
Song Qiang covered the word "fart" back into his mouth.
Song Qiang winked at Xu Fengfeng, motioned him not to make trouble, then cleared his throat, and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"
Wen Qing said slowly: "It's just... what does it feel like to like someone?"
Song Qiang's eyes lit up, and he thought that this question must be asked for Io's sake. After knowing that a person is in love, Wen Qing would not blame Io.
Song Qiang organized his words for a while, and said to Wen Qing: "When you like someone, you will always think about him."
Wen Qing thought about it, but he didn't seem to think about Io that much.
Song Qiang: "I want to see him, I want to touch him."
What Zeng Jin said to 001 suddenly popped up in Wen Qing's mind.
[It would be great if you have a body.]
[I can touch you now.]
He flexed his fingers, buried himself in the quilt, and used the slightly cool quilt to reduce the heat on his face.
Song Qiang is still saying: "And I can't help but ignore things other than him, so I may ignore my friends."
Hearing this sentence, Wen Qing immediately confirmed the news from the penguin colony.
"In this regard, it's normal. As good friends, we shouldn't care about it, right?"
Although Wen Qing didn't know why Song Qiang said the last sentence, she hummed anyway.
Song Qiang's relieved voice came from the other end of the phone: "Just figure it out."
Wen Qing: "I, I didn't figure it out!"
After saying this, he hastily hung up the phone.
Heart beating like a drum.
On the other side, in the dormitory, Song Qiang looked at the blacked-out phone screen in distress, wondering: "Didn't it be fine at first?"
"How did you get anxious at the end?"
Xu Fengfeng thought about Wen Qing's reaction for a while, and felt a little strange.
He said suspiciously: "Why do I feel that Wen Qing's question just now is not for Iou, but more like he is consulting about relationship issues."
"Wen Qing doesn't think he has someone he likes?"
"Impossible," Song Qiang scratched his head, "I didn't see anyone staying with him."
"The people who confessed to him before all refused."
Song Qiang said solemnly: "In the past few months, I have never heard of a name other than Iou from him."
Xu Fengfeng narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "Could it be...Wen Qing doesn't know the name of the person she likes yet?"
Song Qiang: "..."
With a "click", the bedroom door opened.
Io walked into the room and glanced at them: "Who do you like?"
Song Qiang stared at him for a while, then said hesitantly: "That's right, Wen Qing and I just talked about relationship issues."
Io paused and asked casually, "Who took the initiative?"
Song Qiang said truthfully: "I called him, but he asked me first about dating."
Io lowered his eyelashes and chuckled lightly.
Song Qiang got goosebumps all over his body from his laughter. Yi Ou usually looks lazy, he can laugh, but not like this.
He couldn't help but took two steps back: "Why do you smile so..."
Io looked up at him and raised his eyebrows: "What?"
Song Qiang thought for a while, and said precisely: "Slutty."
"Laughing so lewdly."
Io: "..."
Xu Fengfeng looked at him strangely: "What are you laughing at?"
Io walked to the table, pulled out the chair, and said casually, "I'm happy."
Song Qiang didn't think much about it, and continued: "I haven't finished talking yet, when Wen Qing suddenly talked to me about love affairs."
"I think it's because you're in love, and Xu Fengfeng thinks it's because Wen Qing has someone he likes."
"Io, which one of us is right?"
Io turned on the computer and said slowly, "You both are right."
Song Qiang: "???"
Too perfunctory!
Xu Fengfeng: "???"
It seems like something is really wrong.
Io sat in front of the computer, tapped the keyboard, and opened Sikong's program.
[He represents nature, earth and sky.]
[He loves human beings, animals, and every life in every small world.]
[He couldn't bear to let the players from other worlds disappear, so he created a small world to give them a second chance.]
Ioche looks at the other two programs.
Yu Xing was still happily breaking up the young couple.
Ji Yu lived an ordinary life alone in Wenzhou City.
are running stably.
"By the way," Song Qiang moved closer to Yi Ou, "Wen Qing really didn't come back today, not yesterday."
He looked Io up and down, looked twice more at the thick hair, and asked, "Io, are you really good at fortune-telling or are you blind?"
Io: "Of course."
Song Qiang asked curiously: "Why do you count?"
Io: "Because I'm smart."
Song Qiang: "..."
After a moment of silence, he asked coyly, "Then can you do the math for me?"
Io is in a good mood now, nodded and said, "What do you want to be?"
Song Qiang immediately asked, "Will the teacher roll my name for my class tomorrow morning?"
Io spat out a word: "Yes."
Song Qiang sighed faintly, and patted Xu Fengfeng on the shoulder: "Hurry up and go to bed, morning class tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, he continued to ask Io: "When do you think I will have a chance to get rich?"
"Do you need your birthday to calculate this? Let me ask my mother..."
"There's no need for birth date," Io turned his head, glanced at Song Qiang, and said slowly, "I won't be rich in this life, but my life will be smooth."
"If you want to get rich... next life."
Song Qiang: "..."
Io tapped the table with his fingertips, and said lazily, "I will help you get rich in the next life."
For the sake of that phone call just now.