When the takeout arrived, He Ruge quit the game and searched for "Your Exclusive Lover" while eating the takeout. To his confusion, he couldn't find any information on the game at all.
Is it still in beta
How did he get into this game in the first place? He Ruge found that he seemed to have lost his memory. Has he played this game
Can't remember, forget it, don't want it, it's not a big deal anyway.
After He Ruge finished eating, he opened the document and sorted out the outline. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. He Ruge was a person with a very regular schedule. He went to bed early and got up early, and ate three meals a day on time. The bathroom is ready to wash and go to bed.
The bathtub was filled with warm water, and the little yellow duck floated on the water. He Ruge's cheeks were flushed with steam. He lowered his eyes and looked at the toy little yellow duck with affectionate eyes. He turned the little yellow duck with his fingers. Song said to himself, "Don't watch me take a shower with such a cute expression, I'm a little embarrassed."
Because the ease of taking a bath doesn't stop at He Ruge seeing her feet—
A pair of slender legs overlapped, emitting an ivory-like halo under the water waves, and strange blood-red lines rose from the inner thighs, covering the skin like blood on agate.
He Ruge bent his legs and looked at the magnificent red stripes that spread out in disbelief.
The neatly arranged lines are like fish scales that are not filled with color. The finger pads are stroked along the red lines, smooth and soft, just like a unique tattoo.
He Ruge hurriedly put on a yukata, opened Du Niang and searched "what is the strange disease with red lines on the legs".
As we all know, if you are sick, go to the doctor, don’t just do Baidu, because if you search online, it may be just a symptom of a small cold, and it will be said to be an incurable disease.
He Ruge put down his phone with a pale face, and sat silently in a daze. After a long silence, he logged into Penguin and Jiyou and sent a message: "I have something very important to tell you, I may not write again in the future. "
Emotionless coding machine: "What's the matter? Are you stupid by the black man you wrote? Don't worry about that idiot, at first glance he looks like a wretched man from an online newspaper office."
He Ruge: "???"
What sunspot? He is addicted to playing games today and hasn't checked his comment area yet.
But that's not the point, He Ruge took a deep breath and typed sadly: "No, I..."
He didn't want to tell the news that he might have a terminal illness and make his friends sad for him, so He Ruge euphemistically said: "The world is so big, I want to see it."
Emotionless code word machine: "You have no money, you are so poor, do you want to go out for a poor tour? Can you afford the air ticket?"
He Ruge: "… "
The atmosphere of bitterness that had just been brewed was completely destroyed by poverty.
Emotionless code word machine: "You told me a few days ago that you have to work hard every day after entering V, or you won't be able to pay the rent for next month. Okay, I know your speed is fifteen thousand per hour, It's not as fast as my five thousand per hour, and every time you spell with me, you will be tortured with blood, so I don't rush you to ten thousand. But I still want it."
He Ruge: "...Are you a devil?"
Emotionless code word machine: "Okay, it's really stressful to start a full-time job. When you're sad, code words and turn your grief into strength. Your book is going up pretty well. As long as you don't collapse, I guarantee you this. This is going to explode, and if it doesn't explode, I'll be eating keyboards live, so don't worry about it now."
Emotionless code word machine: "By the way, do you want to have 10,000 days tomorrow?"
He Ruge typed tremblingly: "… Sun, the sky is falling, and updates are also required."
Emotionless code word machine: "The consciousness is good. If you don't have a thousand days tomorrow, I will kill you. I will watch the video first, and I will stop talking about Huihui."
He Ruge touched his face, remembering what Jiyou had just said to him, there was a black child making trouble.
Brush negative
He quit Penguin, opened Jinjiang, and opened his own text with a numb expression, a dazzling "-2" dominated the screen.
The fuse of the brush negative event was a comment:
Netizens: Chapters reviewed by the newspaper: 18 Score: 2
The author described the villain's psychology in such detail. I'm afraid that he is the kind of disgusting person.
1L: Ball Ball
I'm afraid it's not a gangster
2L: Summer ice cream
you are disgusting
3L: Newspapers
I can spray, I have a lot of moon stones. scold me, right? I'm welcome
Netizens: Chapters reviewed by the newspaper: 7 Score: -2
really interesting
1L: The Emotionless Coding Machine
It's not the author who sprayed you, what are you doing to blame the author? The author worked so hard to code words, and you vented your emotions like this
Newspaper: Such a disgusting article can still be on the list (-2 points)
Newspaper: It's so beautiful (-2 points)
Newspaper: It's so beautiful (-2 points)
Newspaper: illogical, hypocritical (-2 points)
Newspaper: Feelings are inexplicable, Mary Sue (-2 points)
Newspaper: The author points to the face (-2)
At first glance, this kind of person is angry in reality, so he puts on a vest and goes online to take revenge on society. He Ruge has seen a lot, so he calmly clicked to report until he saw the latest negative comment:
Newspaper: The author is so disgusting, at first glance, there is a father and no mother, and the whole family is dead
A crack finally appeared in the calm expression, He Ruge's eyes fell on the ID name, his hands slowly clenched fists, his nails were digging into the flesh, but He Ruge seemed to be oblivious.
He seemed to hear the grief he had buried deep in his heart, falling out of his chest, down, down, down into an abyss with no end in sight.
He Ruge is an orphan.
He didn't know who the mother he had never met, what it was called, whether he was alive or dead, and why he didn't want him. Although he sometimes hated the woman who abandoned him.
But he would never allow anyone to insult her.
The young man sat motionless in front of the computer and remained silent for a long time like a sculpture before he stiffly raised his hand and pulled down the comment area.
Unsightly foul language, but He Ruge read all the comments seriously like masochism. He is a small transparent writer. The update time is at 12:00 noon, and it is now 10:00 pm. Most of the readers who follow the update will not read the comment area at this time.
Except for Jiyou, almost no one speaks for him.
The increase was stagnant, and there was a lot of scolding in the comment area, which greatly affected the senses of passers-by. Originally, it would increase by more than 20 in an hour and the collection would remain motionless.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly typed on the keyboard to reply: "Please speak with good manners."
The only remaining rationality prevented him from saying unqualified words like the other party. He Ruge pushed his glasses, reported each negative rating, and reported "malicious negative brushing". He was using a computer, and he didn't know why Jinjiang was stuck again, and the reporting interface kept jumping.
In this era, keyboard warriors can hide behind the screen and curse people wantonly. It doesn't cost much to destroy a small transparent author's text.
The text that entrusted his countless efforts and all his longing for the future was trampled on like this.
The straight back suddenly bent down, like an ear of rice that was overwhelmed by too many things. He Ruge took off his glasses, removed the keyboard, and lay silently on the table.
The inexplicable red lines on his legs appeared in front of him, and He Ruge felt that all his strength was swallowed up by those lines. Life seems to be counting down, maybe in the next second, maybe tomorrow, he will die young and pass away, leaving an unfilled hole and readers waiting to be fed.
If... he died.
Will anyone be sad for him? Who was the first to find out that he was dead? Maybe it will be the owner who collects the rent. If the house is dead, it must be difficult to rent it out. If you think about it like this... I'm so sorry for the owner.
Under the shadow of death, many memories are played like a revolving lantern.
He Ruge remembered the few deposits on his bank card. Next month's rent is 1,000, and he will donate 500 to the orphanage next month. Next month is his birthday.
He actually really wanted a cat.
Originally, I wanted to raise a cat on my birthday, to fulfill my long-cherished wish, and to have one more company. A full-time codeword is a lonely person, and a cat will be a lot happier.
But now, it seems unlikely. He didn't want the cat to eat dirt with him.
There was a lot of confusion in my head, and the matter of chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea was fighting. He Ruge remembered that when he was browsing the forum a few days ago, a full-time author posted a show off. That full-time girl has cats and dogs, and her family supports her in writing articles. She doesn't have to do housework or worry about three meals a day. What to eat. Her parents always couldn't help showing her off, even if she was just a street writer.
Her parents would proudly say that our child is a great writer.
Our home...
For some reason, that sentence touched He Ruge's weakest point. He didn't know whether he was envious or jealous.
He Ruge fell asleep in front of the computer. He dreamed that he was covered with strange red lines all over his body. Everyone could not avoid him. He was so poor that he went to sleep on the overpass. Skinny but terrifyingly fierce. He got closer to the kitten and looked--
It looks exactly like his little white tiger!
The original nightmare painting style changed and turned into a sweet dream, and when He Ruge woke up, his mood was unexpectedly calm. Instead of looking at the comment area, he opened "Your Exclusive Lover".
The game jumps out of the daily check-in, and if you check in for seven consecutive days, you can get a chance to draw a lottery. He Ruge clicked to sign in, and then took the bottle to feed the cubs.
He consumed a small heart, opened the iron door of No. 20 compartment, and met the little white tiger lying on the cotton nest. Xiao Baihu still had a stinky face, as if the whole world owed him money, and he was as fierce as the dream.
But He Ruge felt that he was cured. He looked down at the back of the little white tiger drinking milk, and the gloom in his heart was blown away a lot.
The round tiger ears trembled, and the little white tiger suddenly turned his head, his watery blue eyes stared at He Ruge, his eyes were extremely serious, and even the milk stains on the corners of his mouth were infected by such a serious look... More cute some.
The corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, He Ruge stretched out his hand, his fingertips rested on the position of the little white tiger's forehead on the computer screen, and he tapped lightly.
With a flick of his tail, the little white tiger turned his head and finished drinking the milk. Then he put the bottle in front of He Ruge and assumed a very standard sitting posture, as if he wanted to talk to He Ruge for a long time. .
If it were normal, He Ruge would definitely [talk] [stroking] [feeding] three times, but today he didn't have such a leisurely mood. For the sake of the dog's life, he had to go to the hospital to see a doctor! He felt that he could still be rescued!
So after He Ruge went offline, he missed the little white tiger... Epic fierce expression!
*
Xi Guican sat down on the cold ground, but was not in the mood to move to the cotton nest.
what happened
He was very tired yesterday, so he slept in the game cabin. No matter how well the game cabin is done, it is not as comfortable as a big bed. Xi Guican was about to go offline after waking up, but it was almost time for dinner.
Well, he didn't want to see He Ruge in the morning, he just wanted to drink hot milk.
That's why he continued to lie down in the game cabin, but what Xi Guican never expected was what he was thinking about... No, it was he who was thinking about coming earlier, but He Ruge actually left after delivering the milk? !
Does this sound like a word
No sugar to eat, no songs to listen to, and now you don't even want to talk to him? He stopped smiling when he saw him, his face was haggard and melancholy. Did he lose his charm, or did the game program break down and have bugs
The little white tiger is like a resentful woman who is alone in the empty room. He is miserable and miserable. When he was about to get off the assembly line in anger, he suddenly heard the game sound:
[Drop-"Your Exclusive Lover's Guardian Knight Chapter" is officially opened!
There is a theory in love, called "the more you give, the more you care", the love that has not been paid for the lover is unsatisfactory.
Your exclusive lover, He Ruge, encountered difficulties. He Ruge wrote an article on Jinjiang Literature City, and there were keyboard warriors who took revenge on the society in the comment area, madly insulting He Ruge.
As his lover, are you willing to be like a guardian knight, to overcome difficulties for him, to escort him, and to create a safe haven for him
※If you are my angel, then I will be your knight※]
At this moment, the little white tiger with a stinky expression finally turned into a ferocious and terrifying appearance.
- Who dares to bully my people
- All bites to death!
The author has something to say: The small theater should be viewed separately from the main text, and the characters are still dominated by the main text~
Small Theater 1:
Xi Guican: Tigers don't show their power, think I'm Hello Kitty
Small Theater 2:
He Ruge: I have an incurable disease, I'm going to die young, I haven't even had time to raise a cat
Author Jun: ... No, you're just going to be a mermaid