My paper people are all Long Aotian

Xiaoxi froze for a moment, then smiled happily and rolled his eyes, "Obviously."

"I woke up three times tonight!"

Mingming showed a slightly weak smile, and there were bits and pieces of light in his eyes.

His smile is reassuring and looks very comfortable, but he can't indulge in it, he might fall asleep again in a while, Xiaoxi seized the opportunity to ask him: "Mingming, why have you been sleeping all the time? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Mingming had some doubts in his eyes, why did he keep sleeping?

Xiaoxi watched him frowning and thinking, and fell asleep again after thinking about it, the hand on his neck slid down weakly, grabbing the corner of Xiaoxi's clothes.

Xiaoxi: "..."

What to do with this villain, is his problem just sleeping all the time?

What can we do if this continues, Zhuang Xi thinks that maybe he can only find the dean to solve it.

Xiaoxi carefully observed this cute villain, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was obviously a little angel, and it was difficult to connect him with those scary CEOs on the Internet.

Every villain has its own personality characteristics. In Zhuang Xi's heart, he is obviously a gentle villain who can give people a sense of security and tolerance.

Thinking about it carefully, the source of this feeling is distressing, and it is especially rare to be able to preserve it after such an experience.

After soaking for more than half an hour, Xiaoxi reluctantly came out of the hot spring and carried Mingming out as well. After the two of them dried off, one sat and the other lay down on the grass by the hot spring, facing the starry sky together.

Through these few times of exploration, Zhuang Xi found that he had to talk to Mingming more and arouse his longing for the outside world, so that he would open his eyes more frequently and the time for opening them would be longer.

For someone as powerful as Mingming, there is very little he can do, he can only tell some small stories and trivial things around him. Fortunately, Mingming doesn't seem to find it annoying, he seems to like to hear such trivial things.

Zhuang Xi can probably understand a little bit. When he was a child, he actually wanted someone to talk to him in front of him, babbling about small things. It was too lonely to stay alone in the room.

In fact, he can still see his parents, but he has been locked in a dark house for many years without seeing anyone. If he is an ordinary person, he will probably go crazy.

He's obviously a tough guy.

Xiaoxi continued to ramble, dispelling his loneliness in his ears.

Xiaoxi: "There are a group of injured people living in our small town. They lost a leg. Zeze's eyes were gouged out. Lili's poison was cured. Yangyang is a little dumb, and now he can Speak."

Xiaoxi: "Obviously the problem of falling asleep all the time, he can also cure the hospital, the director is very good."

Xiaoxi: "I hope each of you becomes healthy and healthy."

Xiaoxi: "We are just short of money. How wonderful it will be to have gold coins to keep you healthy."

The sound of the creek scattered in the night wind and reached Mingming's ears. He heard that he was short of money.

Xiaoxi told Mingming a lot of stories in the small town, Yuanyuan was good at fighting, Zeze was very powerful, Lili was beautiful, popular in all the surrounding towns, Yangyang was a little zombie with a talent for drawing.

His voice was gentle and gentle, flowing like a clear spring, filled with joy that anyone could hear.

People also want to be a member of his mouth, also want to be the protagonist in his story, and walk through the four seasons of morning and evening with him.

Xiaoxi told Mingming about the small town and other small towns outside, while weaving a cage with branches and grass leaves. This is what he learned from Yang Yang. Living in the end of the world, Yang Yang actually knows a lot of small jobs.

The cage is not airtight, there are gaps between the branches, and the leaves cover it a little. Although it is not very beautiful, it is still chic.

After the cage was made, Xiaoxi put the handle in Mingming's hand and got up by himself.

"Obviously, I'm right next to you."

The hand shook reflexively, trying to catch the stream.

He wants to be alone, not to go.

But he also knew that if he couldn't catch it this time, he was destined to fail, but he didn't expect to hold the tender grass blade.

On the handle of the cage are the most immature leaves. They have drunk the spring water and dewdrops, and their vitality and softness spread to the palm of the hand.

Didn't fail.

Carefully take care of every trace of emotion, so that people feel comfortable and comfortable, and don't have to worry about anything.

Zhuangxi opened the doors and windows to the maximum. Led by the fireflies in front, more and more fireflies flew in through the doors and windows, carrying small lanterns.

They shuttled through the mist on the hot spring, landed on the grass next to Mingming and Zhuangxi, and scattered romantic dreams.

Xiaoxi walked barefoot on the grass, caught fireflies one after another, and put them in the newly woven grass cages. The light in the grass cages became brighter and brighter, looking like a small natural lantern.

The more Xiaoxi watched it, the more he liked it. This is obviously for those who are afraid of the dark.

After catching fireflies, the hair of the two of them was also dry. Xiaoxi put Mingming on the wheelchair and put the grass cage by his hand, "Mingming, it's getting late, let's go home."

After soaking in the hot spring, Xiaoxi's physical strength has recovered a lot, and she easily pushed Mingming all the way back home, and hugged Mingming to the bed.

He bought some clothes for Mingming, and what he spent was not gold coins, but banknotes recharged from star coins, and he didn't feel bad at all.

I have to feel that it is completely different from when I first played the game. At that time, he was too poor and had no extra star coins. He wanted to buy a hospital with gold coins. He stayed up for several days and nights. At that time, he wanted to buy a hospital with gold coins. Enough.

But now, he has compensation money that can be used in the game for them. It doesn't feel bad to spend it, but he loves the game gold coins that can cure diseases and regenerate.

After shopping for clothes, Xiaoxi should go offline.

The game has an anti-addiction mechanism, but this mechanism is very smart. Since Zhuang Xi became an adult and took the college entrance examination, the restrictions have been relaxed a lot. It shows that his physical strength has doubled and he can consume more time, which means that he can spend more time in the game. Play longer.

However, the holographic helmet won't last that long, and it will be forced to exit after two hours.

The time will come soon.

Xiaoxi: "Obviously, I have to go."

He looked at the eyelashes that were obviously starting to tremble, and felt his uneasiness. He didn't realize it a few nights ago. It wasn't until he read his third will today that he realized that what he feared and hated the most was staying alone in the In a dark room.

Xiaoxi felt a little guilty, blaming himself for not being careful enough. He used to close the windows and draw the curtains for him every night. He thought it was creating a quiet and deep sleeping environment for Mingming, but in fact it aggravated his uneasiness.

He opened the window tonight, the moonlight slanted in, and there was the little cutie he left to accompany Mingming.

Xiaoxi squatted beside Mingming's bed, took Mingming's hand, and said softly, "Mingming, don't be nervous, sleep well, I'll come tomorrow morning."

"The moon is very bright tonight, filling the quilt with soft light."

He didn't know how soft the moonlight was under the quilt, but he knew how soft the voice in his ear was.

It must be softer than moonlight to soothe his anxiety. His fingers stretched out easily, and his eyelashes drooped quietly.

"If you are obviously afraid, just open your eyes." There was a smile in his voice, as if there was some little surprise hidden, tickling people's hearts.

Xiaoxi pushed the wheelchair and left, and the wheelchair was to be sent to a distant room.

He was sitting on the table writing something far away, and when he heard the sound of his knocking on the door, he immediately turned to him, gave him a scorching look, and moved his gaze to the wheelchair.

"Don't push it back, just give it to him."

The soft moonlight suddenly became much cooler.

Xiaoxi shook his head, "This is Yuan Yuan, I did it for Yuan Yuan."

He looked sideways out of the window from a distance, his gaze fell outside the window, and his sadness and joy could not be seen from his profile.

Xiaoxi looked at him quietly, the burns on his face were almost gone, his memory was sorted out, the past was in his heart, and the villain's aura was completely different.

The last time I saw someone comment on Xingwang.com that he is a kaolinhua who eats people and drinks blood. Zhuang Xi stared at the villain in the game with great joy. Only now did he realize that this description is very appropriate.

It's not easy to compare with other people who are not in the same world. From a distance, he can feel the difference between them more and more.

If he knew that he was dead, he would not just be silent. If he knew that he could be resurrected, he would not be so calm.

He didn't ask what's going on in the Federation, or even how his family was doing, and never mentioned a word.

The information Zhuang Xi collected for him was useless.

Is it because I have seen too many births and deaths that I can be so calm?

What is Yuan Yuan thinking about, what is his plan, what kind of world does he have in his heart?

"But, don't you still use it for others?"

"Huh?" When Zhuang Xi guessed that he had the whole galaxy in his heart, he didn't expect him to ask such a question, and he didn't react for a while.

Xiaoxi: "Far away don't you like to use it for others?"

Yuanyuan: "Not only do I not like to use it, but I don't like others to touch my things."

Xiaoxi: "Then you still..."

Then why are you leaving it at the door?

He didn't say this sentence, because he was sensitively aware that Yuan was a little irritable and helpless.

Xiaoxi pushed the wheelchair to Yuanyuan's side, "I won't let others use it anymore, don't be angry with Yuanyuan."

Withdrawing his eyes from afar and falling on him, the coldness has not yet warmed up, and he asked: "Is there nothing to use?"

"As long as it's far away." Xiaoxi promised with her hands raised.

Only then did he show a little smile from a distance.

His smile is so rare now, it is short-lived and precious, Xiaoxi was taken aback for a moment.

The online reviews are still not pertinent enough, it doesn’t eat people or drink blood, and it’s not on top of the kaolin.

From a distance, the sight that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts moved over precisely, "What are you thinking?"

There is nowhere to hide the thoughts in my heart, and I don’t want to hide them from him. Xiaoxi smiled and said childish words, "I will find a treasure box, put the smiles from far away one by one, and store them away."

Hit by his childish words from afar, all emotions and pretense were wiped out, the corners of his mouth raised slightly on his slightly cold face, and then he straightened again.

It's just that there is still a short but pleasant low laugh from his throat, which is more pleasant than the cicadas singing outside the window, and the ice and snow melt in his eyes.

Xiaoxi also laughed with him, smiling brightly under the moonlight, simply happy because he laughed from afar.

He wanted to go forward and touch Yuan's head as before, and give him a hug.

The little white shoes under the beige trousers moved forward a small step, then stopped again.

Now I can't touch it anymore, this is not just his villain, he is General Ji.

How could he touch Admiral Ji's head.

Although the identities of the other villains are not ordinary, but they come from another world, he has no feeling, and General Ji, he is the general of the Federation who has heard countless times in reality.

Admiral Ji not only doesn't like others using his things, but also doesn't like being touched by others. He doesn't need to say more about this. Everyone in the galaxy knows that even during the Federal Parade, no one can be close to him.

I feel a little depressed and uncomfortable.

Yuan Yuan was about to speak when the person in front of him suddenly said, "Yuan Yuan should rest early."

Like a kid who didn't ask for candy.

The child was a little frustrated, and left pitifully, missing his eyes from afar.

Yuan Yuan swallowed the words in his mouth, and silently watched him leave.

The moonlight sprinkled coldly at his feet, countless mysteries and unknowns stuck in his throat, blocking the words that grew spontaneously in his heart.

He had just walked out of the far room, and before he even had time to look back, Zhuang Xi was forced to log off.

Taking the holographic helmet off his head and returning to reality from the holographic game, Zhuang Xi took a while to adapt.

It was already late at night, the room was quiet and empty, the warmth and bustle of the town receded, and the scent of roses replaced the scent of overlapping flowers and plants in the town.

Zhuang Xi got up from the sofa with his helmet in his arms, and when he walked to the bed, he realized that he hadn't actually taken a bath yet, and that the feeling of relaxation and comfort all over his body was soaked in the hot springs in the town.

Holographic games are really amazing.

No wonder there is a time limit, otherwise it would be really difficult to distinguish reality from games.

Although, Zhuang Xi never wanted to tell the difference.

After taking a shower and laying down under the thin quilt, before going to sleep, Zhuang Xi took a worried look at the game, and after confirming that the five rooms were all right, Zhuang Xi turned off the game and closed his eyes.

In the first holographic game, he was very happy and made dumplings for the little people, and he could do many things for them in the hologram.

Let Mingming wake up three times, according to this frequency, let Mingming eat normally just around the corner.

That is, I didn't touch the far head.

Zhuang Xi fell asleep in a daze, and the last scene before going to sleep was when Yuan Yuan just started the game, sneaking up at the window and peeping at him.

He thought that the faraway child must be the child that Admiral Ji kept in his heart.

After Zhuang Xi fell asleep, Xiao Xi's room was quiet all the time, her eyelashes trembled slightly, followed by a more intense tremor, and her fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet.

He seemed to be back in that dark house again, and this time he was not alone in the room, and there were three more adults.

A man comes home with a gorgeous woman, and they have a heated argument that turns into a merciless fight.

The mother cried very sadly. The love she wanted was stillborn. After being raped and robbed, she was thrown aside like a rag. Enduring endless torture, she frantically asked the man why.

And the man just kept saying, "You crazy!"

The mother's cry, the man's scolding, and the woman's laughter, intertwined, day by day, finally turned into a pool of blood, thick blood spread towards him, intertwined with endless darkness, heavy, damp , breathing hard, growling like a beast.

He was going to be swallowed up.

Like countless, his mind was devoured to nothing, and his soul was bound in the coldest and darkest abyss.

He could only watch, passively facing the dark beast.

"Clearly."

Just like at the beginning, there was a voice that was always in his ears, gently awakening him from the darkness, and pulling him out of the dark ancestral hall.

"I want to live in a small town with you."

"If you are obviously afraid, just open your eyes."

open one's eyes.

The eyelashes and eyelids were trembling, and the hands holding the sheets were so hard that they turned white.

I also want to live in this small town with you.

In the dead of night, the moonlight fills the town, covering the town with a soft veil.

Mingming opened his eyes.

At first, a smear of moonlight shone into the crevices of the eyes, and the soft light gradually became larger, and the entwined and wet eyelids were completely separated.

After opening it completely, facing the Yingying light in front of my eyes, my eyes became moist.

The sound of cicadas is murmuring, the sound of the wind is gentle, and the night is gentle.

He stared blankly at the quietly glowing grass cage in front of him. Among the tender green grass leaves, the light of fireflies was dotted and scattered. Between the light and shadow, the leaves were softer and the light was warmer.

He didn't know if there were stars all over the sky outside, and he couldn't remember how beautiful the stars were, they were too far away and cold.

In front of him is the little star in the world.

They are warm.

Light a weak light, illuminate a small world, and guide those lost in the dark to go home.

When you go home, you will never get lost again, and you will never wander in the dark again.

After waking up the next morning, Zhuang Xi went online with his helmet on and saw four villains crowding around the window of his room looking in.

When Xiaoxi walked in front of them, the four of them looked away.

Before Xiaoxi could ask, Yangyang raised his hand and said, "He's awake."

"Are you awake?" Xiaoxi's surprised voice flew.

Now without his coaxing, can he wake up by himself?

Xiaoxi hurriedly opened the door, Yangyang followed behind him, "He fell asleep again!"

There is no need for Yangyang to follow behind, Xiaoxi himself has seen it.

Mingming changed into his newly bought clothes, dressed upright, and lay down on the table to sleep.

Xiaoxi: "What's going on?"

Yangyang said: "He opened the window to greet us, and he fell asleep as soon as we arrived."

Xiaoxi: "..."

Sleeping like this is uncomfortable, Xiaoxi wanted to carry him to the bed, but before he was carried to the bedside, Mingming opened his eyes again.

Xiaoxi was pleasantly surprised: "Obviously."

Put him down quickly.

Mingming smiled at Xiaoxi, and stood up without delay.

It is said that when a person who has been lying down for such a long time stands up suddenly, his legs will become weak, and it is difficult for him to walk normally for a while, but he obviously walks very steadily.

Zhuang Xi felt that he might have practiced before they knew it.

Mingming walked to the door, opened it, ignored everyone, and went straight to their small kitchen.

He even knew about the small kitchen.

Xiaoxi walked closely behind him like a little tail, afraid that he would suddenly fall asleep and fall, and was ready to support him at any time.

The four villains followed curiously and came to the kitchen together.

The dumplings they ate last night, wild vegetables and dumpling wrappers were left, and the four villains put them all back into the kitchen.

They watched in surprise as Mingming began to chop stuffing and make dumplings.

His pampered hands, which seemed unearthly, were able to make delicate dumplings one by one.

It's just a little slow, and I fell asleep twice during the making of dumplings.

The second time I slept for a long time, holding the dumpling wrappers, as if I was going to sleep forever, the four villains waited for a long time, and left impatiently, only Xiaoxi was still waiting patiently.

He thought that Mingming fell in love with yesterday's dumplings and couldn't wait to eat them today, so he wanted to help Mingming make them.

He wanted to pull the dumpling wrapper out of Mingming's hand, but he did not expect him to hold it tightly. When Xiaoxi was about to tear away Mingming's hand, he opened his eyes again.

"I'm coming," he said.

The same two words as yesterday, two points less dumb, and a bit more gentle.

He picked up the dumpling wrapper and took it as seriously as a multinational project. A delicate dumpling was formed in his hands. He turned his head and said, "Go out and play."

Seemingly dissatisfied with the imperative statement, he said again: "I'll come, you go and play."

Xiaoxi hesitated a little.

He smiled, with a soft light in his eyes, "Don't worry."

Xiaoxi nodded and said she was leaving, but actually stood outside the window and watched, she fell asleep without knowing when, cooking in the kitchen was too dangerous.

Looking at it, I was a little fascinated. It is obvious that cooking is really serious, even more serious than him. Everything in his hands seems to be very precious. He is not making dumplings, but carving a work of art.

The light in his eyes is serious and deep.

After a while, Mingming walked towards the kitchen door, Xiaoxi quickly hid behind the kitchen.

Not long after, after hearing someone enter the door, Xiaoxi ran to the window again from behind the house. Just as he looked in, he bumped into Mingming's smiling eyes. He seemed to have discovered himself a long time ago, and was waiting for himself to look over .

Mingming waved to Xiaoxi, and Xiaoxi hurried to his side.

He smiled and opened the chair for Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi sat down in a daze with his smile, a pair of chopsticks in Xiaoxi's hands, and a steaming bowl of dumplings in front of him.

Next to a bowl of dumplings is a small vase with a rose with dewdrops in it.

It was made for him to eat.

Obviously so persistent, it turned out that he wanted to make a bowl of dumplings for himself and prepare a breakfast.

The memory of the past is too long, Zhuang Xi searched it over and over again, but found that this was the first time someone had prepared a steaming bowl of breakfast for him.

The heat and aroma in the bowl rushed to the delicate face, and the fragrance of roses wafted to the nose in the morning.

Xiaoxi sniffed and sucked all the aroma into his stomach, his chest was bulging and full of aroma and satisfaction.

A warm palm gently landed on the back of his head, making his nose sore.

Holding the chopsticks, Xiaoxi was a little reluctant to eat, turned her head to say thank you, but found that Mingming was asleep in the chair beside her.

Xiaoxi smiled, picked up a chubby dumpling with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

It was even more delicious than what he made. He ate the vitality of the whole summer, and all the tender green under the sun was packed into his stomach.

After eating the next one, Zhuang Xi felt warm all over, then he ate the second, the third, and when he ate the fourth, he found something was wrong, there was something incompatible with wild vegetables and eggs in the dumpling.

Could it be that he fell asleep and misplaced something?

Xiaoxi took it out suspiciously, and froze for a moment.

It was a small star carved out of an unknown fruit.

He got stars one by one.

Mingming wrapped Xingxing into dumplings, which gave him a little surprise.

Putting the little star into his mouth, Xiaoxi carefully bit it.

is sweet.

A little surprise rose in his chest, and a brilliant firework exploded.

Xiaoxi, who was wrapped in joy, ate all the dumplings, leaned back on the chair, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Someone also prepared a bowl of hot breakfast for him, really happy.

Looking down, she found a small piece of paper pressed under the vase containing the roses. Xiaoxi looked at Mingming who was asleep, and reached out to take out the piece of paper.

There are only two sentences on the paper, the handwriting is clear and beautiful, and the temperature between the lines is so ironed that it is so warm that you just want to put it in your pocket.

I met you in the dark

firefly carrying little star

The author has something to say: Xiaoxi: Obviously so gentle.

After meeting the four little ones: "..."