I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Song Guicheng gave Uncle Liu a cigarette, and observed the guard room inconspicuously, his eyes flickering: "Uncle, when was our Yongding Building built?"

Uncle Liu took Song Guicheng's cigarette, and his sagging eyelids trembled: "It's been a long time. It used to be a dormitory for the workers in my factory. Later, the factory went bankrupt and many workers moved away, so we just rented it out."

Song Guicheng asked: "Then why don't you live inside, but live in the guard room instead?"

Uncle Liu's residence and the guard room were separated by a wall and a door. Song Guicheng wanted Xiaohua to sneak in and take a look. After all, she was a piece of paper and could slide in.

But as soon as he opened the storage cabinet and called Xiaohua out, Ah Huang stood up and sniffed Song Guicheng up and down.

Song Guicheng stopped moving.

Following Ah Huang's movements, Uncle Liu's gaze slowly shifted towards him. His eyes, covered with white wings, looked at him indifferently, like cold stones.

The temperature in the air seemed to have dropped by two degrees. Song Guicheng swallowed twice, but the smile on his face did not change. "The rooms in the building should be bigger."

After a while, Uncle Liu took another puff of cigarette and said in a hoarse voice: "I am old now. What's the point of having such a big place? It's more convenient to sit here and watch the door."

He looked out the window. There was a road outside. Occasionally, a few bicycles passed by, or tired young people, or mothers with children, or postmen wearing green clothes and carrying backpacks...

Everyone is busy with life, exhausted, but full of vitality.

But the guard room separated by a wall seemed like a dead end, and the air circulation seemed to become sluggish with Uncle Liu's slow movements.

"This place is in a good location, has everything, and is lively," Song Guicheng echoed what Uncle Liu said, "The house should be easy to rent."

"That's right. My location is good and the rent is cheap," Mr. Liu returned to normal, no longer showing the creepy look he had just shown. "You came at the right time. There are only a few rooms left."

"Really? Then we really caught up," Song Guicheng smiled, "Are there any of the original workers still living there?"

Uncle Liu finished the cigarette in his mouth and carefully put it out in the ashtray. "Yes, of course there is not much. Life is not easy. I can't move away from here, so I found a new job nearby."

Enough information has been gathered, and staying any longer would only increase the risk of being exposed.

Song Guicheng said a few more words to the old man and was about to leave. The old man did not try to keep him. Before leaving, he left the cigarettes he bought at the convenience store with the old man.

As soon as I went out, the heat came back.

Song Guicheng led Chen Wenyu to find a trash can.

Chen Wenyu asked: "Do you smoke?"

Song Guicheng shook his head, "I haven't smoked for a long time."

Chen Wenyu was puzzled: "Then why did you buy cigarettes?"

"When I came here yesterday, I smelled cigarettes on Uncle Liu. He is an important NPC, so I can't avoid chatting with him to get his information," Song Guicheng explained. "I bought it just in case."

Chen Wenyu didn't ask any more questions.

The two walked to the trash cans. From left to right, there were five trash cans in five colors: blue, red, green, black and yellow.

Song Guicheng bit his finger, thinking that this should be some kind of hint, otherwise putting five colored trash cans couldn't be for decoration.

Whose community uses trash cans as decoration.

But he couldn't figure it out for a moment, and there was no connection between the trash can and the main quest of the Ghost Festival.

The yellow trash can was on the far right. Song Guicheng looked inside and found that even the inside of the trash can was clean, but it was empty and the hair that Chen Wenyu threw in was missing.

Song Guicheng took a deep breath, the worst situation had come.

He tied the hair he took from Chen Wenyu to a stone and threw it into the trash can. With a "clang", the stone fell into the innermost part of the trash can.

He clapped his hands, thought for a moment, and said, "Chen Wenyu, will you sleep with me tonight?"

The people around me did not respond.

He called out twice more and realized that Chen Wenyu was still staring at the guard room, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Let's find another opportunity to go in next time. That dog is not easy to deal with." Song Guicheng took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands. "Let's discuss it with everyone first."

Chen Wenyu nodded.

Song Guicheng pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Chen Wenyu's reaction was a bit strange. Before, he was just slow and a bit dull, but now he seemed a bit more indifferent.

He recalled Chen Wenyu's performance over the past few days in his mind and pointed out the mistakes one by one.

Although he had not had contact with Chen Wenyu for a long time, he could judge that Chen Wenyu's personality was shy and gentle.

People with this kind of personality would not feel comfortable letting others buy them soda, and would not refuse when Shi Sui asked him for soda. Moreover, Chen Wenyu did not seem to like drinking soda, and most likely would not ask him to help open a soda.

Song Guicheng couldn't help but curse in his heart. There was no progress in the copy and his teammates had problems.

What a hellish situation this is.

"Chen Wenyu," Song Guicheng clenched the handkerchief in his bag, took two deep breaths, and said to the man beside him in a normal tone, "Don't forget to give me the remaining 10,000 points if you can get out."

The sunlight coming in from the window just separated the two people in the corridor. Most of Chen Wenyu's face was hidden in the shadows. He said slowly, "Okay."

good? What a fart!

Song Guicheng's heart finally died.

The two of them had agreed on 3000 points before coming in, and Chen Wenyu had already paid 7000 points. He only needed to pay the remaining points when he left.

Song Guicheng's heart was in turmoil, but his face was calm as water. He even smiled with a curved curve at the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."

Song Guicheng has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, which look even more beautiful when he smiles. His long black eyelashes droop like the lazy wings of a butterfly, making it difficult to detect even when he is telling a lie.

Chen Wenyu said calmly: "No need to thank me."

Thanks? Thanks for the cookies from your second aunt's uncle's third uncle's little aunt's neighbor's niece's wife!

As he walked upstairs, he wondered when Chen Wenyu was replaced.

That clump of hair... could it be from when I was taking a shower?

Song Guicheng felt very regretful. He should have taken a shower at that time, otherwise he would not have been caught by the female ghost beside him.

Did he secretly bring the hair back?

Song Guicheng stole a glance at Chen Wenyu and was caught red-handed.

Song Guicheng: "..."

He naturally reached out to tidy up Chen Wenyu's bangs. The bangs almost blocked his eyes, so he helped Chen Wenyu push the bangs aside.

Only then did Song Guicheng discover that he had very deep brow bones and a high nose bridge, which was only blocked by his bangs and thick glasses.

"You have beautiful eyes," Song Guicheng's movements were a little stiff, and he could only relax himself by talking, "Bangs blocking your eyes will affect your vision."

"Yeah." Chen Wenyu obediently let Song Guicheng take care of his hair.

Fortunately, the unknown thing in Chen Wenyu's body is not aggressive towards him yet.

Finally they reached the fourth floor. Song Guicheng knocked on Shi Sui and their room's door, and Xu Chongchuan opened it.

Song Guicheng got straight to the point: "Can you clear water pipes?"

Xu Chongchuan:?