I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Song Guicheng noticed at a glance the flowers pinned to Ding Mengqi's ears, and not only on her ears, but also in her pockets.

"What are these...?" Obviously, Song Guicheng was not the only one who noticed this. Zhan Caichun quietly pointed at the flowers in Ding Mengqi's pocket, but she did not ask Ding Mengqi. Instead, she looked at Du Chenyu and Wan Yongyi.

Du Chenyu wiped the sweat off his head and said, "It's growing on the fence outside."

He and five other people briefly described the situation. They could see the street outside from the fence downstairs, but there was no one on the street. It seemed like an isolated building forgotten by the world.

The wedding candies in the box had been almost distributed and the players were exhausted and out of breath.

It was fine in the morning, but as time passed, the sun gradually moved directly overhead, the moisture in the air evaporated, and it became dull and depressing.

Even if they did nothing, just standing there made them feel hot, so they decided to go upstairs and rest first.

When taking the elevator, Song Guicheng stood next to Ding Mengqi. He looked carefully and found that those white flowers were roses.

Rose is called "wall vine" in the "Compendium of Materia Medica". According to Li Shizhen, it is named rose because of its "soft and slender vines" that grow along the wall. It is a creeping plant.

This gave him a feeling that something was not right, but seeing how much Ding Mengqi cared for these flowers, Song Guicheng shut up.

Even if he said it, Ding Mengqi might not listen, and might even be given the cold shoulder for no reason.

Back on the 18th floor, Song Guicheng took two boxes of wedding candy back with him.

Du Chenyu asked: "Why are you taking it back?"

"I have a roommate in my room." He bent down and took the rest of the things in the box and put them in his arms.

Other players: You call that a roommate?

Haixi also took a box, which surprised everyone.

Wang Rui looked at him in surprise: "You want to eat this?" Things of unknown origin cannot be eaten. This is the established condition of death in the copy world.

Haixi's eyelids drooped, his bangs fell down, and his voice was dull and a little nasal: "We are now also considered residents."

The players then suddenly realized that when Yang Hanhai told them to "distribute the wedding candies to the residents in the building", they subconsciously excluded themselves at first.

"But is this really edible?" Du Chenyu was skeptical.

Wan Yongyi reached out and took a box without any hesitation: "You don't have to eat it after you take it."

Come to think of it, everyone put aside their grudges. There were 10 boxes left, and with Gu Chaosheng, there were exactly 10 people, so two boxes were empty.

After they returned the boxes, they went back to their rooms.

"Thank you, you are so helpful," Yang Hanhai said, "Remember to come for dinner at 11:."

The players nodded in agreement. Where else could they go to eat if not come to his place? They had no other source of food.

Song Guicheng returned to the house with the wedding candy, and Gu Chaosheng sat on the balcony reading a book.

He leaned back in his chair with his long legs crossed. The sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting shadows from the corners of his eyes to his lips. He looked relaxed and contented.

They are indeed indigenous people. They are different from these outsiders who are frightened all day long. Thinking so, Song Guicheng put the candy on the coffee table in the living room.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or something, but the temperature in this house is lower than outside, so it doesn’t feel so uncomfortable, and I don’t see the air conditioner on.

Gu Chaosheng casually closed the book in his hand and glanced at him nonchalantly.

"It's the wedding candy from next door." He explained to Gu Chaosheng, then picked up another box and went back to his room.

Before entering the room, he said, "I'm going to eat next door at noon."

However, he did not hear Gu Chaosheng's response. Song Guicheng poked his head out from behind the wall and met the eyes of the man on the balcony.

There was no emotion in Gu Chaosheng's eyes, he just looked at him calmly, but Song Guicheng smelled a hint of danger.

He hadn't figured out where this danger came from, and his desire to survive made him surrender quickly: "I'm not going, haha, there's nothing delicious to eat."

It’s not delicious, but it’s better than what you cooked. Song Guicheng wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only complain in his heart.

He finally struggled: "How about I cook?"

Gu Chaosheng's expression seemed to ease a little, and he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Song Guicheng quickly ran back to his room, his heart pounding. He looked back with lingering fear.

This man often gave him a sense of danger, even more than the oppressive feeling brought to him by the entire copy.

He didn't have to do anything, just sit there, as if with a wave of his hand, one's life would become worthless under his feet.

Song Guicheng took a few deep breaths and let Xiaohua out. The child hadn't eaten for two days, and he was worried that she was starving, so he opened a piece of candy and handed it to her.

The piece of candy was as big as a quarter of a small flower. She sat on the table, holding the candy and nibbling it in small bites.

"It's delicious, Mom." She squinted her eyes and smiled like a soft lamb, with her cheeks bulging with food. "Mom is so nice."

Song Guicheng felt touched and touched her head, but he began to think about the big bunch of roses picked by Ding Mengqi. Before she entered the house, she was still talking about getting water to keep the flowers.

Could those flowers be related to the conditions of death? Song Guicheng couldn't be sure, but his intuition told him that there was something wrong with those flowers.

At lunch, when Gu Chaosheng ate the dishes he cooked, his eyes visibly brightened. Although he still had no expression, his mood seemed to be better.

Sure enough, delicious food is a good remedy for people, whether in or outside the dungeon.

The hot and humid weather made everyone too lazy to move. In just half a day, the players wilted like leaves lacking water.

Fortunately, Yang Hanhai said that there was nothing to do in the next two days and asked them to go back and rest.

"Why are you taking a rest? It's so hot." Du Chenyu seemed to be very afraid of the heat. There was a large wet area on his back and beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wang Rui also nodded: "Yes, let alone air conditioning, there is not even an electric fan."

"Where's the electric fan? I can't even find the fan." Du Chenyu kicked the corner of the wall, and white powder fell down.

It was cool in Yang Hanhai's room because the air conditioner was on, but no one dared to stay there.

"Does your room have air conditioning?" Du Chenyu came close to Song Guicheng and looked at him carefully. "You don't even sweat."

Song Guicheng denied: "No."

Du Chenyu cast a suspicious look at him, obviously not believing it. Song Guicheng smiled helplessly. There was nothing he could do if he didn't believe it. It really didn't exist.

No one thought too much about this issue. Even if there was air conditioning, they were unwilling to live in the same room with an unknown NPC.

"I really hope time can pass quickly." Wang Rui whispered.

Now, what is more unbearable for them than the fear of death is the sweltering weather.

Death can be avoided by reasoning about the conditions of death, but hot weather can only be avoided by relying on one's own endurance.

Zhan Caichun stood in the corner, touching his pockets, searching them up and down over and over again.

"What's wrong with you?" Wan Yongyi asked.

"We can't find our room key," Zhan Caichun said with tears in her eyes, "We searched everywhere but couldn't find it."

Just now, after they went upstairs and returned to their room, when they went out for lunch, Dingxiang asked her if she had brought her keys. She felt her pocket but didn't find any.

"Did it fall into the corridor? Look carefully for it." Wan Yongyi said.

Zhan Caichun shook her head and said that the two of them had looked for it two or three times but couldn't find it. As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Don't worry," Ding Xiang comforted her, "It doesn't matter if we can't find it. We can just leave the door unlocked when we go out."

"But, but..." Zhan Caichun wanted to say that it was not safe to leave the door open. What if something sneaked in? This was in a copy world and anything could happen.

When she thought about the fact that she lost the key, she couldn't help but blame herself.

Ding Xiang didn't blame her, and said gently: "It's only a small place, let's look for it again."

There is no other way right now, so we have to do this.

"I can even lose my keys, I don't know what else I can do. I don't want to join in the fun, I'm going to get too excited," Ding Mengqi hugged Kong Jianzhang beside her and sought his approval, "right, husband?"

When I looked up, I found that my boyfriend was in a daze, as if he was daydreaming.

"Husband~" Ding Mengqi shook his arm.

Kong Jianzhang came back to his senses and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

She seemed accustomed to the man's indifference and said, "Let's go in and don't stay outside."

Kong Jianzhang nodded and went back to the room with Ding Mengqi.