Qin He's expression turned cold.
After hearing the word disgusting.
He seems to have completely removed the mask of his affectionate style.
He looked up at Qiu Yanzhi, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was slightly sarcastic: "I didn't expect you to care so much about a bunch of data after a few years."
"He is not a bunch of data." Qiu Yanzhi said, "He is my lover."
"spouse?"
Qin He seemed to chuckle, and the corners of his lips twitched, mockingly said:
"Xia Yuan, how barren your life is, how lonely you are, and how pitiful you are to be like a madman, allowing yourself to pour your emotions into a virtual character in a game?"
Qiu Yanzhi had no expression on his face, but pressed his right hand with his left hand.
- He was afraid that he couldn't help but slap this man in the face.
Qin He glanced at Qiu Yanzhi, and it seemed that all his patience was about to disappear.
He looked down at his watch, stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and said a word.
"Since you are so empty, cherish the time and get along well with your NPC. After all, there are not many days left."
Qin He paused and said with a smile: "When the data of that game is cleared, your NPC will probably be..."
He paused, and 4 words came out of his graceful lips.
"...completely obliterated."
Qiu Yanzhi's breath trembled, his left hand on his knee was tightly gripped by his right hand, his nails almost sinking into his flesh.
A fear of about to lose He Zhou rose from the soles of his feet and completely enveloped Qiu Yanzhi, but his heart fell straight down, as if he was about to fall into an endless abyss.
Qin He turned his head and walked outside the house.
Black leather shoes hit the wooden floor with a clear sound.
"Wait, wait." Qiu Yanzhi suddenly stood up and called Qin He in a panic.
Qin He stopped and turned to look at him.
Qiu Yanzhi took two steps closer, and his voice was a little difficult: "...Can you please don't let people clear the data, those game data are there and won't have any effect on you."
Hearing Qiu Yanzhi's request to show weakness, Qin He raised his eyebrows and said, "How could it not have any impact on me? That game is a product I once invested in. If someone else knows about the NPCs in the game, it will be released. Big problem."
Qiu Yanzhi said, "No, we won't let others know that He Zhou is... NPC, we will keep our mouth shut."
Qin He bent his lips: "Even if you are not found, how can you ensure that other NPCs in the game will not come out again? If the game is not cleaned up, it will always be a disaster, and it may have serious consequences."
Qin He took a step forward, looked down at Qiu Yanzhi, and said, "Xia Yuan, why should I take such a risk because you are infatuated with an NPC."
Qiu Yanzhi looked up at Qin He.
After being silent for a long time, he said softly:
"Qin He, I beg you.".
A look of almost joy flashed across Qin He's face.
"Xia Yuan, but you just said I was disgusting."
Qiu Yanzhi closed his eyes with some effort, then opened them again: "I'm sorry."
Qin He stretched out his hand and rubbed the end of Qiu Yanzhi's red eyes a little frivolously with his fingertips.
Qiu Yanzhi's body froze, and he wanted to wave his hand to open it, but he endured it.
Qin He finally said slowly, "Xiaoyuan, I still like you, but that doesn't mean I will help you unconditionally."
Qiu Yanzhi pursed his lips.
Qin He sighed and said helplessly, "Okay, I don't need to destroy the game data, but you have to promise me a condition."
Qiu Yanzhi was silent for a while, then said, "What conditions?"
Qin He's fingertips slid from the corner of Qiu Yanzhi's eyes to his lips, and his tone was ambiguous: "You know I have liked you since I was a child. After so many years, I still have an unfulfilled wish. Xiaoyuan, sleep with me, I can consider not killing your NPC."
Qiu Yanzhi couldn't control his hand that was about to slap Qin He.
Qin He suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "Although you have already slept with that imitation, I don't really mind, after all, he looks just like me, but I'm curious about one thing, you say it's your first time. When I slept with him, what was in my mind was he or me—"
"Snapped!"
Qiu Yanzhi finally slapped Qin He in the face.
His eyes were cold: "Get out."
Qin He's face was missed, he reached out and touched the corner of his lips, and found a trace of blood.
His expression became a little gloomy, but when he looked up, his face turned into a smile that was not a smile: "Qiu Yanzhi, I paid for the room you live in, should I go out or you should go out?"
When Qiu Yanzhi heard this, he immediately turned around and stuffed a small amount of things back into the suitcase. In less than three minutes, he pulled the suitcase out.
Qiu Yanzhi moved very neatly. From packing things up to leaving here, he didn't give Qin He the slightest look, and his eyes were even colder without any warmth.
He walked out of the room, walked out of the hotel, and walked out of the dark and empty street with his suitcase.
He didn't look at the map, he didn't look at the landmarks, he just kept going.
I don't know how long it took, Qiu Yanzhi's tears suddenly fell, he wanted to wipe it, but the tears kept growing until he couldn't control it completely.
His shoulders began to tremble violently, tears blurred his vision, making him unable to see the road in front of him.
Qiu Yanzhi could no longer walk, he slowly crouched to the side of the road, buried his face in his knees, and let himself cry.
Qiu Yanzhi couldn't tell why he was crying for a while.
In the end, it was because he was about to lose He Zhou.
Or because a childhood playmate turned into a real trash.
Little trash is obviously the best and most brilliant boy in the world.
Although Qiu Yanzhi has never admitted his importance to himself in the face of the little trash.
But in his heart, throughout his dark and bitter youth, the little trash has always been a beautiful existence like a rainbow.
Qiu Yan still feels that everything with him is carefully and meticulously stored in his heart.
That young man was so lively and kind.
It's as if the sun is always shining brightly around you.
Qiu Yanzhi was almost reluctant to admit that the man who was in the hotel just now, with disgusting words, was the little rubbish he had been thinking about for ten years.
Qiu Yanzhi would rather believe that the little trash is dead.
The man just happened to have the same name and face as Little Trash.
Qiu Yanzhi suddenly realized that he missed He Zhou very much.
Especially miss him.
Want to see his face, want to hug him, want to kiss him.
If he can't do this, at least he wants to hear He Zhou's voice.
Qiu Yanzhi stood up and wiped his tears, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and wanted to call He Zhou.
But the moment he dialed the phone, he hung up in a hurry.
It was 3:00 in the morning over Hezhou.
He Zhou is resting.
Thinking that he can't talk to He Zhou yet.
Qiu Yanzhi couldn't help but want to cry again.
But he hasn't had time to take out a tissue to wipe off the mottled tears on his face.
The phone rang.
Hezhou.
Qiu Yanzhi blinked, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and connected the phone.
He Zhou's low and gentle voice rang from the phone: "Qiu Yanzhi, what's wrong."
Qiu Yanzhi's tears had already stopped, but the moment he heard He Zhou's voice, he couldn't stop flowing.
"He, He Zhou..." He called out He Zhou's name in a choked voice.
There was a sound from He Zhou, and he seemed to stand up suddenly. His tone was a little nervous: "Qiu Yanzhi, what's the matter with you?"
Qiu Yanzhi actually wanted to say a lot to He Zhou, then he remembered that He Zhou didn't like him mentioning Qin He, so he sniffed and said, "He, He Zhou... I want to go back."
He Zhou asked, "Why is there the sound of cars over there? Where are you now?"
Qiu Yanzhi: "I, I'm on the side of the road."
He Zhou was silent for a while, then asked, "Did you quarrel with Qin He?"
Qiu Yanzhi said, "... um."
He Zhou didn't ask him why he quarreled, but said gently, "You send me a location."
Qiu Yanzhi wiped his tears, opened WeChat, and sent He Zhou a location.
On the other end of the phone there was the sound of a keyboard tapping.
Then He Zhou said: "The nearest flight is at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, I will buy you a ticket, you don't have to worry, listen to me now, turn left, walk 500 meters forward, then turn right and walk 300 meters, there are A regular hotel, there are still vacancies in it, I'm booking a room for you, you can take a good rest tonight, and take the earliest flight back tomorrow morning, okay?"
Qiu Yanzhi nodded heavily, and after that, he remembered that He Zhou could not see, so he said with a thick nasal voice, "Okay."
He Zhou said again, "Then turn left now."
Qiu Yanzhi sniffed and turned left obediently.
"Then move on."
Qiu Yanzhi followed He Zhou's instructions all the way and found a hotel.
He Zhou had already ordered a room for him online.
Qiu Yanzhi only provided identification at the front desk before being taken to the room.
Qiu Yanzhi didn't stop talking to He Zhou even when he lay on the bed.
"He Zhou, can you tell me a story?"
After Qiu Yanzhi finished speaking in a hoarse voice, his ears felt warm.
... so childish.
"Okay." He Zhou said softly.
Qiu Yanzhi turned off the light by the bedside and shrank back under the quilt.
From the other side of the phone came the sound of He Zhou walking, the sound of picking books, and the sound of flipping pages. After a few minutes, He Zhou's soft and slow reading sound came from the phone.
"Domi is an unsightly caged bird with grey feathers. He is the most unwilling and laziest of the seven cages on the balcony, the most unwilling and the laziest of the eighteen, when all the other birds are hitting the bird. When trying to fly to the blue sky, Domi said that his dream is to eat and wait to die, to stay in the cage and eat bird food, and to live a day is a day…”
"... A beautiful and cute little girl came to the host's house, she wanted to release all the birds here... She opened every cage, and all seventeen birds flew to the blue sky, only Domi stayed where she was, kind little girl Taking Domi out of the cage, she stretched her little hands out of the window and released them."
He Zhou paused and frowned, but continued to read.
"... Domi's wings were broken from the moment he was born, but for the first time he knew what it was like to fly. He stretched his head out excitedly and felt the wind blowing past his ears. It fell straight down, and it was about to fall to the ground when an eagle suddenly flew over, lifted Domito on his back, and together they rushed to the farther blue sky."
Qiu Yan's slightly too soft voice rang from the other end of the phone.
"He Zhou, you tampered with the ending."
He Zhou was silent for a while and said, "I didn't."
"Well, you didn't."
Qiu Yanzhi didn't insist any longer, but he rolled his eyes in the dark night, "I want to hear the next story."
Qiu Yanzhi did not tell He Zhou.
The fairy tale he had just read.
It was submitted to the magazine when I was in junior high school.
He was lying on the table at the time, and when the math teacher explained the quadratic function, he took the pen and wrote the ending of the story:
Domi finally got a taste of flying. He fell straight from the twenty-fourth floor and fell into a puddle of mud.
But Qiu Yanzhi didn't care whether the story was tampered with.
Because he has found his eagle.
He Zhou changed another book.
He turned the pages of the book and gently told Qiu Yanzhi one after another fairy tales in a low and slow voice.
It all ends in happiness.
Qiu Yanzhi closed his eyes, put the phone to his ear, and fell asleep with the corners of his mouth bent.