Qiu Yanzhi and He Zhou quickly got busy.
Since the project at hand involved cooperation with several German companies, the two went abroad three times in just two weeks.
He Zhou thought that Qiu Yanzhi would be a little difficult to translate for the first time, but who knew that Qiu Yanzhi was very proficient in business and processes, but he was not a novice at all.
He Zhou became curious about Qiu Yanzhi's original life. One night, before going to bed, He Zhou asked Qiu Yanzhi what he was doing before he crossed over.
Qiu Yanzhi replied that he was also a translator.
He Zhou wanted to ask more, his family, his life, and his close friends. He wanted to know more about Qiu Yanzhi.
But before He Zhou could speak, he found that Qiu Yanzhi had already fallen asleep, with dark blue eyes in his eyes.
… He was really exhausted this time.
He Zhou caressed his slightly tired face, turned off the night light, lay down beside him, and fell asleep.
When they came out of the airport for the last time, they were both exhausted and outrageous.
The black car slowly left the airport road, and the driver said, "Mr. He..."
"Shh." He Zhou interrupted him, "Be quiet."
The driver looked up at the rear-view mirror, and found that Qiu Yanzhi's head was slightly drowsy, as if he was asleep.
The driver lowered his voice and asked.
"... Send Mr. Qiu home first as before?"
He Zhou carefully placed Qiu Yanzhi's head on his shoulder and said softly, "Go to my house."
After arriving home, Qiu Yanzhi had already slept more deeply.
He Zhou carefully took him out of the car and carried him all the way back to the room.
He Zhou put Qiu Yanzhi on the bed, helped him take off his coat, and covered him with a quilt.
Qiu Yanzhi slept soundly. Even though he was held and tossed for such a long distance, he didn't wake up at all. He only murmured a few words, rolled over, and fell into a deep sleep.
He Zhou looked at him, smiled, and then reached out to help him squeeze the quilt.
At night, Qiu Yanzhi woke up in a daze again. He looked sleepily at He Zhou next to him, then closed his eyes again and leaned in He Zhou's direction.
"Qiu Yanzhi." He Zhou asked in a low voice, "Would you like to move here?"
Qiu Yanzhi closed his eyes and hummed.
Then he was hugged by He Zhou, kissed his forehead, and gently embraced him.
When Qiu Yanzhi woke up, it was one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining in the sky.
He stretched out, pulled his slippers and went to the bathroom.
With his eyes half-closed, he was brushing his teeth with a toothbrush, and halfway through, he realized something was wrong.
Wait a moment.
where is he now
—It was at Hezhou’s house.
Then why is he holding his own toothbrush and wearing his own slippers with his own toothpaste? And this electric toothbrush was newly bought by him last week, and the wireless charging stand of the toothbrush is still a super cute little yellow duck!
Qiu Yanzhi quickly finished washing up, pushed open the bathroom, and walked out.
Then he found his pajamas in Hezhou's bedroom, his potted plants on Hezhou's balcony, and even his own clownfish in Hezhou's fish tank.
Qiu Yanzhi's mind jolted, and he suddenly remembered that last night, He Zhou asked him if he wanted to move in.
... It turned out that it was not a dream.
The action is pretty fast.
Qiu Yanzhi quickly accepted it calmly, he touched his stomach, walked to the restaurant, and took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator.
"Qiu Yanzhi." A resentful voice suddenly sounded, it was Da Huang, "You haven't called me out for a long time."
Qiu Yanzhi glanced at Da Huang: "It's been too busy during this time."
Rhubarb rolled on the table: "I'm so bored during this time. Except you, no one can see me, and no one can chat with me."
Qiu Yanzhi said, "Then how did you survive the three years I didn't enter the game?"
Rhubarb lowered his head: "...In those three years, I was tormented every day."
Da Huang didn't seem to want to continue this topic. He flew around He Zhou's house and said, "Are you really not trying to go out anymore? Live together, then... and then you're going to marry him, and just live a normal life like this?"
Qiu Yanzhi paused for a moment, and then lowered his eyes: "How about living a life like this? Why, I won't pay for cards in the future, and I won't follow the game progress, which will make you unhappy. already?"
"How can I be unhappy because of this?" Da Huang frowned, "As an intelligent auxiliary tool, it is my duty to let players have fun in the game world."
Da Huang paused, then flew to Qiu Yanzhi again:
"Qiu Yanzhi, does this situation make you happy now?"
As soon as Qiu Yanzhi closed the refrigerator door, he found a post-it note on the refrigerator door.
"I don't know when you will wake up. The meal is in the microwave. If you don't like it, ask Aunt Zhang to make it for you. Also, don't drink milk directly from the refrigerator. There is a box of room temperature on the dining table."
He Zhou's handwriting is very beautiful and vigorous, Qiu Yanzhi can almost imagine how serious He Zhou wrote these two or three sentences.
Qiu Yanzhi couldn't help bending the corners of his lips, he glanced at the cold milk in his hand, and put it back in the refrigerator.
Then he tore the Post-it note from the refrigerator, folded it, and put it in the middle of the phone case.
"Very happy."
Qiu Yanzhi said with a smile.
Qiu Yanzhi knew what Da Huang wanted to say.
This is still a game after all, and He Zhou is still an NPC.
The world he faced, the people he saw, were nothing but fictitious data.
Qiu Yanzhi understood the meaning of Rhubarb, as well as Rhubarb's worries.
Qiu Yanzhi admits that he is lonely.
Qiu Yanzhi admits that his real life is not as good as games.
Qiu Yanzhi admits that he is a poor bastard who draws warmth from the game.
But he also admitted that he was greedy for the false warmth and beauty of the moment.
As for whether he should leave, should he treat all emotions rationally, should he draw a clear line between people and NPCs.
That's what philosophers should think about.
He Qiu Yanzhi is a short-sighted, easy-going vulgar. He thinks this is good. He is willing to be drunk, he is willing to indulge in this, he is willing to be trapped in this game, he is willing to deceive himself, and be with this group of people who are like real people. Data lasts a lifetime.
When are you tired, tired, and awake
When he felt that the life the game had created for him began to make him boring.
It's not too late for him to find a way out of this game again.
After this project was successfully won, the company held a celebration banquet.
It is also the largest KTV in the area. Hezhou directly envelops the largest luxury room on the top floor. When the lights are on and the music is on, the atmosphere is gradually enhanced.
Everyone originally thought that Mr. He's participation would make everyone unable to let go, but it was completely overthinking.
Since Qiu Yanzhi appeared, He Zhou's eyes never stopped on other people.
Qiu Yanzhi was also very tired some time ago. He was here to relax. After drinking some wine, he became more and more indulgent. He held the microphone and sang several songs. Sweet and greasy little love song.
Qiu Yanzhi walked slowly towards He Zhou from the high platform with the microphone in his hand. His voice was clear and pleasant. The brilliant light hit his eyes, as if they were sprinkled with broken diamonds. He walked towards He Zhou step by step. Chau walked, his eyes always shining with a smile.
He took He Zhou's hand and sang the last confession-like lyrics with a smile.
The crowd roared and shouted to kiss them.
Qiu Yan was afraid that he had drank too much and his mind was not sober. Looking at He Zhou's deep and beautiful eyes, he suddenly threw the microphone in his hand, slammed He Zhou down on the sofa, and kissed him forcefully. up.
He Zhou was taken aback by the sudden action.
The people behind them screamed and cheered.
Qiu Yanzhi pressed He Zhou down, closed his eyes and kissed more carefully.
After the kiss was over, Qiu Yanzhi looked at the tips of He Zhou's reddened ears, leaned in front of He Zhou's ear, and giggled, "Are you shy..."
He Zhou's ears were all red, but he pursed his lips and said, "I don't, you are drunk."
Qiu Yanzhi stood up, perhaps because of drinking, his eyes were surprisingly bright, he took He Zhou's hand and said, "You're shy... Then we... we'll hide."
Then Qiu Yanzhi pulled He Zhou away from the crowd and ran into the empty corridor.
"There's no one here now." Qiu Yanzhi looked up at He Zhou and smiled, his eyebrows curved, his eyes bright like stars.
Then he closed his eyes, raised his head, and curled the corners of his lips: "You can kiss me now."
He Zhou took a breath, and his eyes darkened.
"kiss Me."
Qiu Yanzhi raised his head a little higher.
He Zhou suddenly grabbed Qiu Yanzhi's waist, pressed his back to the wall, and kissed him deeply. His strength deepened inch by inch, as if to completely capture Qiu Yanzhi.
Qiu Yanzhi hooked his arm around He Zhou's neck, catering to the kiss.
Qiu Yanzhi's lips and teeth were filled with the mellow aroma of wine, and He Zhou almost got drunk.
After the long, almost hypoxic kiss, he still hugged Qiu Yanzhi reluctantly, and the thin kiss fell on his lips, cheek, forehead, He Zhou kissed and kissed, dumbfounded. The voice asked: "Do you like me?"
Qiu Yanzhi blinked, his mind was a little unclear, and he said dumbly, "I like it."
He Zhou became more and more satisfied, and hugged and kissed him for a long time, but he didn't want to part. As if to make sure of something, he asked again, "When did you like me?"
"… I liked you at first sight."
He Zhou lowered his head, pressed his forehead to Qiu Yanzhi's, and smiled lowly: "Really?"
"Really." Qiu Yanzhi nodded stupidly.
He Zhou asked again, "Where do you like me?"
Qiu Yanzhi smiled stupidly: "I like you, I like you like a little trash."
He Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he laughed dumbly: "Qiu Yanzhi, you are not allowed to curse."
Qiu Yanzhi shook his head and said a little aggrievedly, "I didn't scold anyone."
He Zhou smiled and pinched the tip of his nose: "I didn't scold anyone, why do you say I'm like a rubbish."
Qiu Yanzhi opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.
"But you're just like a little trash..."
Qiu Yanzhi stretched out his hand and painted He Zhou's eyebrows little by little.
"Your eyes are like his, your eyebrows are like his..."
He Zhou's smile slowly froze on his face.
Qiu Yanzhi didn't realize what happened. He put his fingertips on He Zhou's mouth, and said with a happy smile, "...The mouth looks a lot like him!"
Qiu Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, and said, "He Zhou, why don't you laugh?"
He put his finger on He Zhou's lips, drew his outline, and blinked: "...you look most like him when you smile."
He Zhou froze in place, only to feel a gust of wind blowing through the hall, passing through every pore in his flesh, through every crack in his bones, and soaking the coldness into his blood.
He looked at the smile on Qiu Yanzhi's face, he looked at Qiu Yanzhi's black and white eyes, and when he looked at Qiu Yanzhi, he could easily fill his eyes with sincerity and affection.
He opened his mouth in a daze, and let out a pale, meaningless question.
"Qiu Yanzhi, who is the little trash?"
Qiu Yanzhi leaned in and kissed He Zhou's lips quickly, with a bright and bright smile in his eyes.
"It's the best and most beautiful Qin He in the world!"