Calculation of thousands of cities

On the following Saturday, without the rush of a working day, Bai Qiancheng slept until he woke up naturally.

When he got up, there was no one on the sofa. The man stretched out and walked out of the bedroom. As expected, he saw Wen Yu who was watching the financial news in the living room.

It's just... Why is half of his face blue?

When his eyes touched the bruises in the corners of Wen Yu's eyes, Bai Qiancheng's heart sank suddenly.

Due to the alcohol, what happened last night was intermittent in his mind. Bai Qiancheng only remembered that he was drunk yesterday and had a dream that didn't make any sense.

In the dream, he interrogated Wen Yu with questions that he had kept in his heart for a long time, and even slapped him... Then, without getting any answer from the other party, the dream ended.

...Could it be that it wasn't actually a dream?

Thinking of this, Bai Qiancheng's face became more and more stiff.

He subconsciously touched his face.

No pain, no beating.

Thinking that he once just touched Wen Fangqian, and was almost beaten to death by Wen Yu. A man with a small belly like this would never get beaten and fight back, right?

After much consideration, Bai Qiancheng decided to pretend to be stupid first. He sat down next to Wen Yu as if nothing had happened. First, he accompanied Wen Yu to watch the news for a while. The boring financial news continued to play, but the other party did not take the initiative to seek him out. Despite the momentum of the speech, Bai Qiancheng finally decided to take the lead in provoking the conversation.

He looked up at the clock, it was nine fifteen in the morning.

"……Did you have breakfast?"

"I do not want to eat."

...not the answer he wanted.

The two fell into silence again, Bai Qiancheng felt a little unbearable, and then glanced at Wen Yu.

The man's side profile was beautiful, and the light from the TV screen hit his face like a halo that added charm to him.

As if feeling that he had been stared at for a long time, Wen Yu turned his head to look at Bai Qiancheng, who was stared in a daze, and then looked at him a little stiffly, perhaps to resolve his embarrassment.

"You...what's the matter with the wound on your face?"

"..." Wen Yu was speechless, his eyes without any emotion kept looking at Bai Qiancheng.

Bai Qiancheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He deliberately made his eyes look more curious, and suppressed the flash of panic in his heart.

"...I fell down." Wen Yu looked away after a while and replied casually, leaned back on the sofa cushion, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the thick black eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow under the eyelids.

The man looked at Bai Qiancheng and chose to answer.

He was thinking whether Bai Qiancheng had really forgotten his actions, or was he just pretending to understand.

If it was the former, he would choose to let the man go, and if it was the latter, he would definitely rush up and punch him immediately.

And it must be harder than the punch Bai Qiancheng gave him yesterday.

However, it seemed that Bai Qiancheng should go to Hollywood to act, and he actually used "innocent" eyes to deceive such an old world like Wen Yu.

It seemed that Wen Yu didn't intend to argue with him about this punch.

"...Anyway, I drank a little too much yesterday, so I'm sorry if I did something I shouldn't have done."

Bai Qiancheng was conscious of apologizing, and he didn't want to ask for trouble because of yesterday's out-of-consciousness actions.

"..."

As expected, there was still silence in response to the man.

Wen Yu is not a boring person, and arguments that are not beneficial to him will not happen, so last night's episode seemed to pass peacefully, even though he was the one who suffered.

The two sat and watched TV for a while, and saw that the channel had been switched to commercials for the Nth time. Obviously, both of them had exhausted their patience. Bai Qiancheng took out two game controllers from the TV cabinet, and asked Wen Yu what to do. Do not play.

Wen Yu's answer is yes.

Bai Qiancheng smiled, and took out various game discs from the drawer for Wen Yu to choose.

He knew that someone like Wen Yu who devoted himself to his career for a long time must have never played such a video game console.

It will probably be very simple to take the opportunity to regain the badly lost game last night.

However... Bai Qiancheng was wrong again.

Wen Yu didn't seem to be interested in those colorful game discs, so he randomly picked a casual one without looking at it carefully.

Bai Qiancheng saw that the other party pulled out a game disc that he thought was the most boring, and put it into the game console with a curl of his lips.

This Wen Yu is really boring enough, even if it is just a game disk, it is hard to escape the fate of being boring in his hands.

This game, really boring, is a two-player duel fishing game.

In short, the two players are quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait, except for a little skill in lifting the rod, which is a long time waiting for the fish to pull the line.

Sometimes smelly leather shoes or rotten fruit are caught, but Bai Qiancheng doesn't think there is any humor in the design of this detail.

This disc has been dusty for several years, and when I pick it up to play again, it is still just as boring.

Bai Qiancheng and Wen Yu each held a game controller, casually sitting on the sofa and quietly waiting for the fish to pull the line.

However, it usually takes at least 5 minutes to wait, but now it is less than 1 minute... Wen Yu's fishing rod began to shake.

Bai Qiancheng was a little surprised, but he just regarded it as a stinky leather shoe, and subconsciously turned his attention to the other party's fishing rod.

The red strength bar moved up and down, and Wen Yu's slender fingers lightly pressed the confirmation button.

The strength of lifting the rod is just right, and it turns out to be the highest-level fish when it comes up!

Bai Qiancheng was stunned for a moment while holding his game controller.

When he played this game before, he had to spend a lot of effort to catch this type of fish. This man is obviously playing this game for the first time... Why did he come up with such a fish?

Bai Qiancheng was a little unbelieving, and focused on his fishing rod again, but after 5 minutes passed... his expression was as ugly as if he had swallowed a mouthful of shit.

Wen Yu's fishing basket is already filled with all kinds of fish, but his fishing rod...hasn't even moved!

Bai Qiancheng couldn't help getting a little crazy, he was staring at the TV screen intently, as if he wouldn't stop until he caught one.

Wen Yu, who chose to play this game at the beginning, felt a little bored, and asked Bai Qiancheng to change to another game.

But Bai Qiancheng refused to admit defeat, how could he just give up, waited for another two or three minutes, the game controller vibrated, and his fishing rod finally started to shake.

Bai Qiancheng's tense face finally relaxed a little, he picked up the timing and suddenly lifted the pole...with perfect strength.

The man immediately showed a smug expression.

But water splashed on the screen, but what floated to the surface was a stinky leather shoe.

Wen Yu sneered beside him, which was heard clearly by Bai Qiancheng.

The man suddenly felt a little helpless, stepped forward and pulled out the game disc: "I won't play this anymore."

Bai Qiancheng has remembered that, from punching to games to stock trading, as long as it is related to luck, never try to compare with Wen Yu.

The two of them later played some action games. Bai Qiancheng was already a veteran, and his skills were naturally superb, but when he met a novice like Wen Yu, he still got the upper hand every time, which made him scratch his head and want to Can't figure out why.

But at any rate, he is also a master in the game industry. After Bai Qiancheng figured out Wen Yu's routine, he was finally able to control the characters under Wen Yu's control, but Wen Yu became more frustrated and courageous. Been playing like this all day.

The reason why he stopped in the end was because Bai Qiancheng was too excited and pressed too hard, causing his game controller to be broken.

The two had to be forced to turn off the TV.

It was getting late, and it was eight o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye.

Bai Qiancheng made some casual food at home, the two finished their dinner in silence, and Bai Qiancheng got up to take a bath.

Wen Yu continued to watch TV, and didn't put his mind on the other party.

The man walked into the bathroom and put a bathtub of hot water, then took off his clothes and stepped in, feeling the heat on his face, and slowly closed his eyes.

Things are not going well recently, he really needs to relax himself.

Under the heat, he thought about many things, he thought of Wen Qi, Mo Yao, Bai Yi, and the "fugitive" Wen Yu who was outside the door right now.

Perhaps it is the reason why the thoughts can be stretched in the idle and quiet situation.

However, while soaking, he forgot the time, and didn't even notice that the water temperature had begun to drop slowly. Bai Qiancheng just felt that his tense nerves were completely relaxed in an instant. Fell asleep.

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Wen Yu was idly watching TV outside. Although he knew that Bai Qiancheng stayed in the bathroom for too long, he was unwilling to interfere.

I'm afraid Wen Yu's eyebrows are only worth raising if the man dies inside.

After spending half an hour casually like this, the cell phone beside him rang.

That was Bai Qiancheng's cell phone.

He put his phone here before entering the bathroom, and he didn't take any precautions against Wen Yu.

However, God always likes to play tricks on some people when they are bored, and Bai Qiancheng and Wen Yu unfortunately became pastime.

Wen Yu subconsciously glanced at the other party's cell phone.

...The phone contact displayed on the top of the screen is "Bai Yi".

Even Wen Yu, who is known for his calmness, couldn't help but widen his eyes in an instant, and the look of astonishment was fleeting in his eyes.

He didn't want to be nosy at first, but the word "Bai Yi" caught his attention so tightly that he accidentally picked up the phone on the coffee table and swipe the dial button.

Wen Yu's fingertips were trembling.

He wants to confirm his guess.

But he didn't want people's guess to come true, because in this way, everything would be derailed from what he expected.

However, in the next second, Wen Yu's heart sank suddenly.

"Hello, Qiancheng?"

That voice, indeed, belonged to Bai Yi.

His guess was right.

Without any words, Wen Yu cut off the thread after two seconds, and his chest was still heaving slightly.

Bai Qiancheng lied to him.

Bai Yi had always been alive.