When Qiu Yanzhi woke up, he saw Da Huang sitting on the bay window with his back to him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Qiu Yanzhi rubbed his eyes and asked confusedly, "Da Huang, where did you go last night, I called you, why didn't you come out?"
Da Huang turned around and looked at Qiu Yanzhi: "...I went out to play, maybe the signal is not good in that area. I didn't hear it. Did you call me last night?"
Qiu Yanzhi: "It's nothing."
Da Huang turned his head and looked out the window again: "Yanyan, don't you think this world is beautiful?"
Qiu Yanzhi put on his slippers and walked over. The weather was fine today. The sky was intoxicatingly blue with a few white clouds. Occasionally a plane slid past, leaving a long white trail in the air.
Qiu Yanzhi stretched and said, "Well, it's beautiful."
Rhubarb: "Then have you ever thought... stay here forever."
Qiu Yanzhi glanced at him, turned to go to the bathroom to wash up, and let out a sentence lazily.
"No matter how beautiful it is, it is fake."
Rhubarb slowly lowered his head, his mouth pursed tightly.
Qiu Yanzhi shook his head while brushing his teeth.
What happened to rhubarb? How did he suddenly become so sentimental
He also suddenly said whether to keep this kind of words forever.
Even if Qiu Yanzhi wanted to stay, he couldn't stay, but Ren Hezhou wanted him to get out of the way.
He should leave quickly, and leave He Zhou quiet.
But... I can still disturb him before I leave.
Ahem, he didn't mean to harass He Zhou, because they are now in a serious cooperative relationship, and he is now trying to contact He Zhou to leave.
Thinking like this, Qiu Yanzhi called He Zhou: "He Zhou, have you found any new clues?"
He Zhou: "It seems to be a little difficult. Liu Cheng should have been disguised. Now we have focused on some people and are conducting key investigations. If there is any news, I will let you know."
Qiu Yanzhi nodded, then said, "Are you working now? Did I disturb you?"
He Zhou: "No, I made an appointment outside and I'm still waiting for him."
Qiu Yanzhi blinked, "Who did you date this morning?"
He Zhou: "Meng Qikang."
Qiu Yanzhi was quiet for a while, and then said oh.
He Zhou: "He's almost here, I'll hang up first."
Qiu Yanzhi: "...bye."
About a minute later, He Zhou received another message.
Qiu Yanzhi: "Where are you going to eat? Is it delicious? I'm so hungry, I'm too lazy to find a restaurant."
He Zhou lowered his head and smiled, then sent him a message.
"It's in Tongzhuan Teahouse, but there's nothing delicious here. You can go to Yueminglou Restaurant on Lingdong Road, which is close to your apartment and has something you like."
"He Zhou, who are you chatting with? So happy." Meng Qikang pulled out the chair and sat opposite him.
He Zhou restrained his smile, put his phone on the table, and said, "With a partner."
He Zhou looked up at Meng Qikang and asked, "Brother Qikang, what is the matter with your appointment with me today?"
Meng Qikang smiled softly and said, "Do I have to do anything to ask you out now?"
He Zhou pursed his lips: "I didn't mean that."
"I'm going abroad." Meng Qikang said, "may not come back."
He Zhou was a little surprised: "Didn't you just come back not long ago?"
Meng Qikang sighed: "I am suitable for the job abroad, and the reason why I came back is only because... I remembered the past, but I forgot that the world is constantly changing, and it will not always wait for me as I remember it. ."
After Meng Qikang finished speaking, he was silent for a while before slowly opening his mouth and said: "He Zhou, I always think of the original thing now. I remember that when I first met you, you were still so young..."
Meng Qikang told He Zhou the original matter in a gentle voice.
He Zhou just listened quietly and didn't say a word.
He felt a little strange.
Meng Qikang was familiar and unfamiliar with the things he told. At first glance, it seemed like he was telling a story about a stranger who had nothing to do with it. Only after thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have such a memory.
But it doesn't always look real.
Even he made him unforgettable—
That night when there was a car accident and it was pouring rain.
The driver screamed, his parents hugged each other and died in front of him, the blood on his forehead fell on his eyelashes, making the whole world a hazy red.
It was Meng Qikang who pulled him out of the car at that time.
Meng Qikang was still saying: "You were already very tall at that time. I remember that when I got you out of the car, it took a lot of effort..."
But a pair of small hands suddenly flashed in He Zhou's mind.
It was a boy's hand.
Pale and thin, but with endless strength, he desperately pulled his arm and pulled him out of the car window.
The blood from He Zhou's forehead dripped onto the boy's wrist, but was quickly stunned by the rain, revealing the blue blood vessels on the boy's wrist.
He Zhou wanted to see the owner of the hands, but suddenly felt that his entire brain was aching. The extreme pain even caused him to have a tinnitus. Even if he tightly covered his ears, he could still hear the sharp chirping.
Meng Qikang panicked: "Hezhou? What happened to you, Hezhou?!"
"Snapped-"
He Zhou accidentally knocked off the tea set in front of him with his arm, and the sound of broken porcelain rang in his ears.
The world finally quieted down.
He Zhou opened his eyes and saw Meng Qikang's worried face.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
He Zhou finally calmed down.
He beckoned the waiter to clean the wreckage of the tableware on the ground, and said in a calm tone, "Brother Qi Kang, how did you rescue me?"
Meng Qikang was stunned for a moment, and said, "... At that time, the car rolled over and the window was half-open. I stretched out my hand and opened the door before I pulled you out."
He Zhou also remembered that it was Meng Qikang who opened the car door and pulled him out.
However, the image that flashed in his mind just now was clearly a little boy who dragged him out of the window.
"Maybe the moment that flashed in his mind just now was just a small, insignificant bug."
He Zhou thought calmly.
"Are you still receiving psychiatric treatment?" Meng Qikang asked with a frown.
He Zhou shook his head, lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "No, I have recovered."
—From the moment he knew he was an NPC.
Since the car accident in which he lost his parents but was rescued by Meng Qikang was just a program that was bluntly implanted and even had bugs, then the nightmare that this car accident brought him would naturally dissipate like smoke.
"Then you just..."
"It's not a big deal, it's just a sudden headache."
After chatting for a while, Meng Qikang asked, "How are you and that male student... the one you met at the bar last time?"
"We broke up." He Zhou said.
Meng Qikang was a little surprised: "Why? I thought you two... love each other very much."
He Zhou suddenly smiled and said, "He doesn't love me, he just treats me as a substitute or..."
He paused and said, "Or in an online game, an NPC whose appearance matches his aesthetic."
Meng Qikang felt that He Zhou's metaphor was strange.
He glanced at He Zhou and tentatively asked, "Then, are you still with anyone else?"
He Zhou was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't plan to fall in love."
"… why?"
Because this is just a game world, he is just an NPC.
Everything here is just data.
Even the time when he "liked" Meng Qikang was just an established procedure.
It's fine when he doesn't know anything, but when he knows everything, how can he persuade himself to fall in love with a bunch of data.
He will always be awake, free from the world, and lose the ability to fall in love with someone.
at this time.
On the table not far away, a menu that was erected at an unknown time suddenly fell down.
A boy's face was revealed.
The next second, the menu was hurriedly stood up again, covering the man's face again.
He Zhou suddenly laughed.
he corrected.
No, it should be the loss of the ability to fall in love with other people.
Qiu Yanzhi clearly felt that he was hiding perfectly.
But still someone knocked on the table.
Qiu Yanzhi pretended not to hear.
As a result, the menu was directly taken away. He Zhou looked down at him and said, "Qiu Yanzhi, I have seen you long ago."
Seeing that the matter had been exposed, Qiu Yanzhi stopped covering it up, sat upright on the seat, stretched out his head and glanced at the seat just now, and asked, "Where's Meng Qikang?"
He Zhou said, "He's gone."
Qiu Yanzhi coughed lightly and said preemptively, "He Zhou, I think you've become very inactive since you found out that you are an NPC recently. How can you do this? What time is it, are you off work? Come out with others. Eat, don't think you are an NPC, the CEO's character will not collapse, just don't work hard, you do this to let your employees think of you and think of you, even if it's a game, you can't give up on yourself, you have to forge ahead actively, Keep working hard, the only way to…”
"Today is Saturday." He Zhou said.
Qiu Yanzhi: "..."
He Zhou sat opposite Qiu Yanzhi: "What are you doing here?"
Qiu Yanzhi snatched the menu from He Zhou's hand, pointed to the dishes on it and said, "You cheat me, you said there is no delicious food here, this teahouse obviously has special dishes."
Qiu Yanzhi called the waiter, pointed to the menu and said, "I want this tea-flavored braised pork..."
Waiter: "Sorry, our tea-flavored braised pork starts at noon. You can try our special dish, tea-flavored steamed buns."
Qiu Yanzhi: "...Well, then, a drawer of tea-flavored buns, and another cup of Coke."
The waiter was a little embarrassed: "We don't have Coke here."
"Then let's have a cup of milk tea..." Qiu Yanzhi frowned at the waiter's expression, "Is there no milk tea?"
He lowered his head and flipped through the menu, and reluctantly said, "Then let's have a cup of Pu'er tea."
He Zhou sighed, took Qiu Yanzhi's menu, and handed it to the waiter: "Sorry, I don't have to order this table, and I'll settle the bill for table number 3 just now."
After He Zhou settled the bill, he took Qiu Yanzhi and walked out.
Qiu Yanzhi looked at He Zhou's hand holding his wrist, but didn't break away, just looked up at him, muttered and complained, "What are you doing, I already ordered a good meal."
He Zhou turned his head to look at him and said, "Which one did you want to eat just now? Steamed buns or tea?"
Qiu Yanzhi turned his face away and whispered, "...It's not that you can't eat it if you make do with it."
While they were talking, the two had already arrived at a branch of Mingyuelou Restaurant.
After entering the store, He Zhou let go of Qiu Yanzhi's wrist.
Qiu Yanzhi stared at his wrist for two seconds, then shook his arm uncomfortably.
He Zhou took a menu and handed it to him: "See if there is anything you want to eat."
Qiu Yanzhi sat down and flipped through the menu.
Can't help but sigh: This is the real restaurant.
Qiu Yanzhi ordered three or four dishes at once, but suddenly realized something and asked, "He Zhou, did you just eat?"
He Zhou shook his head: "Just drank some tea."
Qiu Yanzhi lowered his head and added another soup, then sent the menu to the waiter. He bent his eyes and said happily, "That's all, I want another bottle of Coke!"
"Okay, sir."
As Qiu Yanzhi waited for the dish to come, he lowered his head contentedly and sipped his coke. After drinking more than half of it, he raised his head: "He Zhou, what were you guys just... talking about?"
He Zhou said: "He is going abroad, come to say goodbye to me."
"Going abroad?"
Qiu Yanzhi's face immediately filled with joy, but he coughed twice, suppressed the corners of his mouth again, lowered his head and pretended to take two sips of Coke: "What is he doing abroad, study or work?"
He Zhou said: "It should be an immigrant. He said he might not come back."
"Cough! Cough! Cough, cough..." Qiu Yanzhi was suddenly choked by the cola in his mouth, and after coughing for a long time, he calmed down.
Qiu Yanzhi wiped his mouth with a tissue. He was clearly overjoyed, but he still said hypocritically, "Cough cough... You say this person, how good is our country, what do you have to do abroad..."
"Qiu Yanzhi."
He Zhou suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, and called out his name.
Qiu Yanzhi looked at He Zhou, and blinked for some unknown reason, but suddenly felt his heart beat faster: "... What's wrong?"
Then, Qiu Yanzhi saw that He Zhou suddenly grabbed his left hand holding the tissue, pulled it in front of him, and spread it out.
This hand has neat lines, white and slender, and the pale blue blood vessels on the wrist are clearly visible.
He frowned.
"Qiu Yanzhi, are your hands so beautiful?"
Qiu Yanzhi: "..."
Mr. He, are you always so sick