In front of Kou Dong's eyes, only the snow-white almost dazzling light remained. There was a sudden weight on his shoulder, and then light again, as if something jumped off his shoulder. The smile on the lips of the teenager in the wooden wheelchair disappeared completely, and he almost shouted "How did you get out", all kinds of system alarms and reminders became a ball—
The entire game interface is wobbly, with a faint red light shining from the edge. In this gap, Kou Dong tried his best to open his eyes, but only caught a glimpse of the figure standing in front of him.
The side facing him is clear and clean, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and one hand protects him behind him, in a typical protective posture.
Kou Dong vaguely felt that face seemed familiar. But what kind of familiar method is it... But he couldn't remember it at all.
Where
When did you see it
Before he could figure it out, the prompt boxes of the system had already popped up, one after another, all of them were big, blood-red words, which completely blocked his sight.
[Players please note that there are unknown defects in the dungeon, and self-repair is about to begin!]
[Players please note that there are unknown defects in the dungeon, and self-repair is about to begin!]
[Players please note that there are unknown defects in the dungeon, and self-repair is about to begin! ! !]
Kou Dong subconsciously felt something was wrong. But his head was in a daze, and there was only this shocking scarlet letter left in his vision.
After a while, a voice laughed softly, as if mocking, "You want to stop me too?"
Before the words fell, only a crackling sound was heard!
The ground under Kou Dong's feet trembled. He tried his best to stabilize, and found that the dialog box of the system was shaking, as if it was smashed by someone's punch.
A hand appeared in front of him.
The hand protruded from the crack of the broken frame. Because of the slender fingers, although it was wide and not bulky, it looked very elegant and calm. Kou Dong was stunned for a while, gritted his teeth, and put his hands on his head.
Behind him came the young man's almost heart-piercing growl.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Kou Dong didn't look back. He was being pulled by that hand, and he felt a force that pushed him forward irresistibly.
"Go back," the voice said to him, it turned out to be deep and gentle, "it's time to go."
—
Kou Dong opened his eyes again, and it was already a familiar game interface. He was sitting at home in the game, his legs dangling over the edge of the bed, as if he had just woken up.
The system icon in the upper right corner is quiet, and there is no sign of the madness just now. It seems that not long ago there was an alarm and a repair, but it was just a dream of Kou Dong.
He patted his head, and subconsciously wanted to ask the cub to gather his thoughts together. He touched his shoulder, but found nothing.
Kou Dong paused, his heartbeat stopped for a moment.
"... cub?"
There was no voice to answer him, the room was extremely quiet, only the clock beside the bed was pattering forward.
Kou Dong panicked, pulled open his neckline suddenly, and looked inside: "Cub!"
What's going on, his son is so young, he must have fallen somewhere, right
If it really fell...
Kou Dong stood up all of a sudden, shook his clothes first, and then rummaged through the trash can.
After he took off his trousers and kept shaking his trouser legs, he remembered to turn over the bed. The quilt was lifted, and his son, who was sleeping with his eyes closed on the side of the pillow, was still palm-sized, with his two small hands on his back, whistling alone.
When Old Kou's father saw him, his faltering heart finally stabilized. He touched the little man and poked his forehead.
"Really."
Scared Dad to death.
He is such a precious son.
Kou Dong dutifully covered Ye Yanzhi back with the small quilt, and when he touched the villain, he realized that his explanation had changed.
[Name: Ye Yanzhi.
Status: Heir of the Ye family.
Stage: Adulthood (in transition)
Growth method: Please give him enough love! The more love you give, the faster he will grow!
Abilities: Koi (enabled, level 2, which can be deducted from the player's lucky E attribute); planning (enabled, level 1); force (enabled, level 1); special ability (not activated).
Current intimacy value: level one.]
Kou Dong's eyes were focused on the three words "in transition" at the end of adulthood, and his mentality collapsed.
...
what happened
He thought to himself, still a little confused.
He hasn't fully enjoyed the pleasure of being a father yet, so why is the child growing up?
Before he could figure it out, the system's mission rewards followed suit. This time, Kou Dong earned 173 achievement points, far ahead.
As soon as he accepted the reward, he saw the "team" icon flashing.
Click on it, it's the message from Song Hong and him.
[You came out? ? ?]
Kou Dong replied: [Come out. how?]
Song Hong sent a series of exclamations, which seemed incredible. He explained: [The system previously announced that our mission had failed.]
Kou Dong thought about it, he was trapped by the NPC's magic at that time, and he couldn't come out of the dungeon with them, so the mission of others cannot be regarded as a success.
Song Hong: [Just now, the system announced that our mission was successful. I guess it's you who came out. Are you OK?]
Kou Dong: [It's okay.]
Kou Dong: [It seems to be saved by an NPC.]
Song Hong sent a message of lemons dancing around in circles: [It's great, I was rescued by an NPC again.]
They are also players, why is it that only Kou Dong is so handsome, while the rest of them only look up under the lemon tree
Kou Dong replied with a grinning grin: [Yeah, they not only saved me, but also loved me, they didn’t even want me to leave, they tried their best to keep me. - Are you envious?]
Song Hong: […]
Song Hong: [I don't envy this.]
Song Hong: [We are human beings, not a bunch of data stored in the system library.]
Kou Dong didn't answer any more.
He clicked on the dating interface, and saw Ye Yan's face as expected, it was a bit older than when he left, with frowning and eyes closed, as if he was in deep thought.
As if aware of Kou Dong's arrival, Ye Yan raised his head in the frame, staring gloomily at the person in front of him. He was still holding a wooden figure in his hand. Kou Dong looked at it and found that it was himself carved out.
Ye Yan held the wooden figure tightly in his palm.
He also stretched out a hand towards Kou Dong.
Kou Dong put his hand on the exit option, he didn't choose immediately, he hesitated.
He had a lot of unanswered questions—who was the last one to show up? How did it appear? Why make the system feel like an enemy
And why did it vaguely make him feel familiar
Thinking about it now, he couldn't even remember that person's appearance, it must be something the system did. But the subconscious reaction when he saw that person for the first time still remained in his mind. Kou Dong tried hard to think and think again, but he could only recall his first impression—he was quite handsome.
If it were in real life, there must be a group of little zeros and little girls following behind, screaming to give birth to him.
But he didn't know who the other party was.
And this answer can only be known from the copy of "Caisheng".
Kou Dong turned his head to look at his cub again. Ye Yan's face was pressed against the bed sheet, showing no sign of waking up.
"Okay," Kou Dong muttered in a low voice, his eyes gradually firmed up, "You stay here and don't move around... Dad will buy you some oranges."
He put his hand on Ye Yan's. Bright joy appeared in the eyes of the NPC, and then suddenly pulled—
With a blinding white light in front of his eyes, Kou Dong's feet floated off the carpet, and it took a few seconds before he stepped on the soft ground again.
There was something cold on his cheek, and it melted when he pressed it lightly with his fingers.
When I looked up, I realized that it was a heavy snow.
The snowflakes were like rubbing cotton and pulling wadding, and large pieces fell down without any sign of stopping. He stood in the unfamiliar courtyard, looking at the two red lanterns hanging in front of the door.
Kou Dong had never seen this small farmyard. Before he could turn his head, someone behind him tremblingly called him, "Hey, little Shuanzi..."
Hearing this title, Kou Dong trembled slightly. He turned his head and saw an old woman with silver hair slowly coming out of the house leaning on a wooden walking stick.
"Little Shuanzi," said the old woman, and tapped the ground with her walking stick, "what are you still doing? - You just waited here when Ye Xiaozi didn't come? Don't worry about freezing..."
She rambled on for a long time, but when she saw her grandson still standing there dumbstruck, she simply stretched out her hand to pull him. Fortunately, although the grandson looked dumbfounded, he still reacted to being dragged by him, obediently followed her and walked a few steps down the porch.
"It won't be long," the old woman said lovingly, and nodded at him reproachfully, "Look at you, after so many years, why are you still running after him?"
Kou Dong: "..."
This must be Ye Yan.
He couldn't help but contort his face.
So, in Ye Yan's imagination, he was always chasing after him
Suddenly someone raised his voice: "Grandma, I'm back!"
The wooden door creaked, and a tall and slender figure appeared in front of the door immediately. The young man of eighteen or nineteen stepped in, frowned slightly when he saw him, and walked faster.
"Why is it freezing outside? Don't go in."
Kou Dong replied with a polite yet awkward smile, thinking how would I know, didn't you make up all these plots by yourself
He was still a little uncertain, Ye Yan's mind was filled with how he should set up his own identity.
The old woman spoke first: "If you let him in, you won't go in. You have to wait for you at the door. If you don't come back, he will freeze himself to death..."
Ye Yan frowned even tighter, stepped forward and touched the back of the young man's hand. That hand was cold, without any warmth.
He pursed his lips and stretched out his hand without saying a word. Kou Dong was still a little dazed when he saw this movement, and was hugged by someone before he could speak. Ye Yan hugged his shoulders with one hand and hugged his legs with the other. This is actually a classic princess hug.
Kou Dong felt like he was about to explode.
After all, he is still an adult man, although he has made the determination to bear the humiliation, but—
But in bearing the burden of humiliation, it definitely does not include being hugged by the NPC princess!
Kou Dong kicked him, "Put me down! What are you doing?"
But Ye Yan in the dating plot was so daring, his arm didn't move. Instead, he suddenly weighed the part below his waist, rubbed his fingertips slightly, and warned him in a low voice: "Don't move."
Kou Dong was so angry that he almost swears at him.
Hooligans!
This is definitely a hooligan!
Thousands of grass and mud horses were galloping in his heart, but Ye Yan lowered his voice and said, "Don't mess with me. Don't think that I won't dare to punish you if grandma is at home."
Kou Dong: "..."
What kind of pure love line is this, don't you think it's against harmony when you, a horror game NPC, say it
Don't you feel ashamed that you have linked the channel?
Ye Yan was obviously not ashamed at all. Even his grandma had an expression of acquiescing the relationship between the two at this moment, and walked forward quickly, "Boy Ye, have you told your parents?"
"I've said it," Ye Yan said, and he was very friendly to her, like a qualified junior, "My parents know that I will come to sleep with my daughter tonight, and I have finished the work in the field, so you don't have to worry about it. "
The old lady followed behind and said, "That's good."
Both of them are tacitly.
Kou Dong: "...?"
it is good
What's wrong? ?
What's going on - why are you two talking to yourself, and you still come to sleep with your daughter tonight - what kind of nonsense is this, he is a big man, why did you want Ye Yan to come and accompany him!
Not to mention still sleeping with you! !
Doesn't anyone care about his opinion
Kou Dong was very unwilling and tried to resist: "I'm already grown up, so I don't need him to accompany me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was offended by his grandma, and the old woman patted his head, neither serious nor serious, "You're talking nonsense again."
Kou Dong: "..."
No, your attitude is wrong too—how can you be so happy when a man says he wants to sleep with your grandson!
"Back then, Boy Ye brought you back from that den of kidnappers, didn't we agree?" The old woman squinted her eyes and recalled, "I'm talking about you, you are suitable to be a child bride for Ye Boy..."
Kou Dong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood.
"It's a life-saving kindness," the old woman said, "We have nothing else... For so many years, we have relied on Ye Xiaozi to take care of our grandma. He does all the work in the house."
Ye Yan put Kou Dong on the chair, raised his hands again, rubbed them against his palms, and said with a slight smile, "Grandma, what are you talking about? We are a family."
The old woman let out a hey, and her smiling eyes disappeared, "One family, one family."
Kou Dong despaired of the basic setting of this date.
Ye Yan would really pave the way for him... A life-saving favor was thrown down, and his relatives were stunned.
The old woman said, "Don't you ask your parents to eat together?"
Ye Yan said, "No need."
He rolled up his sleeves, and smiled at Kou Dong: "What do you want to eat? Hand-rolled noodles?"
Before the young man could answer, he had already entered the kitchen, and naturally took off a coat from the wall and put it on his body. Kou Dong followed behind him, watching him deftly light the fire, wash his hands and knead the dough, and add water to the bowl bit by bit, for a moment he couldn't connect him with the gloomy boy sitting in the wooden wheelchair.
So... Ye Yan should have such long legs.
Straight and good-looking, solid and powerful.
Seemingly aware of his gaze, Ye Yan turned his head and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"
His soft and lingering voice made Kou Dong stunned for a moment.
After a while, he replied in a low voice: "...no."
Ye Yan took him for duplicity, because his hands were covered with flour, so he just patted his forehead lightly with his arm.
"You can't starve my niece. - Sit down for a while and eat some corn, huh?"
Kou Dong was a little awkward, and retorted in a low voice: "Who belongs to your family."
Having said that, he still found a small bench and sat down, gnawing on the corn while watching the young man busy preparing food for him, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
If there were no kidnappers back then, Ye Yan should have lived this kind of life.
Live a warm and peaceful life with the children he brought up in one hand.
He lowered his head, and the taste of the corn in his mouth was gone. After a while, Ye Yan patted him, led his child up from the bench, and laughed: "What are you still holding?"
Kou Dong took a look, only to realize that the corn hadn't been eaten yet, it was bitten by him in bits and pieces, uneven, and looked a bit embarrassed.
He wanted to eat more, but Ye Yan had already picked it up, and said indulgently, "Eat a new one later."
He carried the bowl and went in together with Kou Dong.
The old lady lost most of her teeth, and she ate soft and rotten noodles that were specially boiled, which tasted delicious when she tasted it alone. Seeing that his grandson didn't respond for a long time, he knocked on his bowl, "Be careful it's cold."
Kou Dong responded and wanted to move his chopsticks. Ye Yan said suddenly: "I almost forgot."
He stood up and turned back into the kitchen. When he came back again, a bright red tomato was scalded, carefully peeled off the skin, and cut into several pieces.
The tomatoes fell into Kou Dong's bowl one by one, and the white mist rose up.
Kou Dong's pupils suddenly shrank slightly.
"Doesn't Nannan like to eat this?" Ye Yan said, handing him the chopsticks, "Hurry up and eat."
"..."
The young man sat there without moving for a long time.
This bowl of noodles reminded him of the hand-rolled noodles he ate most often in middle school.
It was one of the few memories he didn't lose.
He was different from other kids, and no one in the family was waiting to cook for him. Occasionally when I feel hungry at night, I will go to the small stall on the street.
The stall set up a tent, lit the dim lights, and would work until three o'clock in the morning. The boss is very kind, and he takes a child alone, and what he often cooks for him is hand-rolled noodles.
Kou Dong's requirements were also special, and he couldn't pick them. Not only must the noodles be purely hand-rolled and chewy, but also do not eat ginger, garlic, or coriander, just a little chili, and add small, boiled tomato pieces to the noodles that have been baked.
—It is no different from the bowl in front of me.
Kou Dong recalled little by little, and suddenly found that since he entered the game, he had never eaten any taboo food—it was as if someone knew his taste like the back of his hand, and deliberately helped him avoid all the points he disliked.
It never occurred to him. But at this moment, a clear thought came to mind:
if it is ture.
Then the producer of this game must be someone who is very familiar with him and knows all his likes and dislikes.
He turned it over, and a plump, golden-yellow poached egg came up.
Just now in the kitchen, Ye Yan said that there was only one egg left in the house.
It is now also hidden in his bowl.
The old woman was surprised and said: "Boy Ye, what's the matter with the corn in your hand? Oh, it's like this..."
Kou Dong raised his head, and sure enough, he saw the young man silently biting the gnawed piece of corn without showing any disgust. Sensing his gaze, Ye Yan slightly curled the corners of his lips towards him, with a hint of comfort.
"It's okay," he replied, "it's sweet."
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: I feel like I am back in the love game...
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