Today, the Foolish Scum Gong Screwed Me Over Again

When Qiu Yanzhi woke up, he saw Da Huang sitting on the bay window with his back facing him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiu Yanzhi rubbed his eyes, and asked in a daze, "Dahuang, where did you go last night? I called you, why didn't you come out?"

Da Huang turned around and looked at Qiu Yanzhi: "...I went out to play, maybe the signal there is not good, so I didn't hear it, what did you call me last night?"

Qiu Yanzhi: "It's nothing."

Da Huang turned his head and looked out the window again: "Yanyan, don't you think this world is beautiful?"

Qiu Yanzhi put on his slippers and walked over. Today's weather is very good, the sky is intoxicatingly blue, dotted with a few white clouds, and occasionally a plane glides by, leaving a long white trail in the sky.

Qiu Yanzhi stretched his waist and said, "Well, it's beautiful."

Da Huang: "Then have you ever thought about...staying here forever."

Qiu Yanzhi glanced at him, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up, and said lazily.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it's fake."

Rhubarb lowered his head slowly, his mouth tightly pursed.

Qiu Yanzhi shook his head while brushing his teeth.

What's up with the rhubarb?Why suddenly become so sentimental?

He also suddenly said whether to leave this kind of words forever.

Even if Qiu Yanzhi wanted to stay, he couldn't stay, but Ren Hezhou could not wait for him to leave as soon as possible.

He'd better leave quickly, and return He Zhou to peace.

But...you can still disturb him before you leave.

Ahem, he didn't intend to harass He Zhou, because they are now a serious cooperative relationship, and he is trying to leave when he contacts He Zhou.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yanzhi called He Zhou: "He Zhou, have you found any new clues?"

He Zhou: "It seems to be a bit difficult. Liu Cheng should have put on a disguise, and now he has focused on some people and is conducting a key investigation. If there is any news, I will let you know."

Qiu Yanzhi nodded, and then said, "Are you working now? Did I disturb you?"

He Zhou: "No, I have an appointment outside and am still waiting for him."

Qiu Yanzhi blinked: "It's early in the morning, who did you date?"

He Zhou: "Meng Qikang."

Qiu Yanzhi was quiet for a while, and then said oh.

He Zhou: "He's almost here, I'll hang up first."

Qiu Yanzhi: "...bye."

About a minute later, He Zhou received another message.

Qiu Yanzhi: "Where did you make an appointment to eat? Is the food delicious? I'm so hungry, I don't bother looking for a restaurant."

He Zhou bowed his head and smiled, then sent him a message.

"I'm at the Tongfang Teahouse, but there's nothing delicious here. You can go to the Yueminglou restaurant on Lingdong Road. It's close to your apartment and there's something you like."

"He Zhou, who are you chatting with? So happy." Meng Qikang opened a chair and sat opposite him.

He Zhou suppressed his smile, put his phone on the table, and said, "With a partner."

He Zhou looked up at Meng Qikang and asked, "Brother Qikang, what's the matter with you asking me out today?"

Meng Qikang smiled softly and said, "Is there anything I need to do to ask you out now?"

He Zhou pursed his lips: "That's not what I meant."

"I'm going abroad." Meng Qikang said, "Maybe I won't come back."

He Zhou was a little surprised: "Didn't you just come back not long ago?"

Meng Qikang sighed: "I am suitable for the job abroad, and the reason why I came back is only because... I remembered the past, but I forgot that the world is constantly changing, and it will not always wait like I remember. I."

After Meng Qikang finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "He Zhou, I always think of the original thing now, I remember the first time I met you, you were so young..."

Meng Qikang told He Zhou what happened in a gentle voice.

He Zhou just listened quietly without saying a word.

He felt a little strange.

Meng Qikang was familiar with but unfamiliar with the things he told. At first hearing, it seemed like he was telling a story about an unrelated stranger. It was only after serious thinking that he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have such a memory.

But it can't always be seen clearly.

Even he made him unforgettable——

That night when there was a car accident and it was pouring rain.

The driver screamed, his parents hugged each other and died in front of him, the blood on his forehead fell on his eyelashes, making the whole world hazy and red.

It was Meng Qikang who pulled him out of the car at that time.

Meng Qikang was still saying: "At that time, you were already very tall. I remember that when I got you out of the car, I took a lot of effort..."

But a pair of small hands suddenly flashed in He Zhou's mind.

It was a boy's hand.

Pale and thin, but with endless strength, she desperately pulled his arm and pulled him out of the car window.

The blood from He Zhou's forehead dripped onto the boy's wrist, but was soon dizzy by the rain, revealing the blue blood vessels on the boy's wrist.

He Zhou wanted to see the owner of those hands clearly, but suddenly felt his whole head ache. The extreme pain even caused him a burst of tinnitus. Even if he tightly covered his ears, he could still hear that sharp cry.

Meng Qikang panicked: "He Zhou? What's wrong with you, He Zhou?!"

"Snapped--"

He Zhou accidentally knocked off the tea set in front of him with his arm, and the sound of porcelain shattering rang in his ears.

The world finally quieted down.

He Zhou opened his eyes and saw Meng Qikang's worried face.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

He Zhou finally calmed down.

He beckoned the waiter to clean up the remains of tableware on the ground, and said calmly, "Brother Qikang, how did you rescue me back then?"

Meng Qikang was stunned for a moment, and said: "...the car rolled over and the window was half open. I stretched out my hand and opened the door to pull you out."

He Zhou also remembered that it was Meng Qikang who opened the car door and pulled him out.

However, the image that flashed through his mind just now was clearly a little boy pulling him out of the window.

"Maybe the moment that flashed through his mind just now was just a small, insignificant bug."

He Zhou thought calmly.

"Are you still receiving mental treatment?" Meng Qikang asked with a frown.

He Zhou shook his head, lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "No, I've recovered."

—From the moment he knew he was an NPC.

Since the car accident in which he lost his parents but was rescued by Meng Qikang was just a program that was bluntly implanted and even contained bugs, then the nightmare that this car accident brought to him would naturally dissipate like smoke.

"Then you just..."

"It's not a big deal, it's just a sudden headache."

After chatting for a while, Meng Qikang asked, "How are you and that male student... the one you met at the bar last time?"

"We broke up." He Zhou said.

Meng Qikang was a little surprised: "Why? I thought you...were in love."

He Zhou suddenly smiled and said, "He doesn't love me, he just treats me as a substitute or..."

He paused, and said, "Or in an online game, an NPC whose appearance fits his aesthetics."

Meng Qikang felt that He Zhou's metaphor was very strange.

He glanced at He Zhou, and tentatively asked: "Then, are you still with anyone else?"

He Zhou was quiet for a while, and then said: "I don't plan to fall in love anymore."

"……why?"

Because this is just a game world, and he's just an NPC.

Everything here is just data.

Even the period when he "liked" Meng Qikang was just an established procedure.

It’s okay when he knows nothing, but when he knows everything, how can he persuade himself to fall in love with a bunch of data.

He will be awake forever, forever out of the world, forever lost the ability to love a person.

at this time.

On the table not far away, a menu that was erected at some point suddenly fell down.

A boy's face was revealed.

In the next second, the menu was hurriedly erected again, completely covering the man's face again.

He Zhou suddenly laughed.

he corrected.

No, it should be the loss of the ability to fall in love with other people.

Qiu Yanzhi obviously felt that he was hiding perfectly.

But someone knocked on the table anyway.

Qiu Yanzhi pretended not to hear.

As a result, someone took away the menu directly. He Zhou looked down at him and said, "Qiu Yanzhi, I've seen you a long time ago."

Seeing that the matter had been exposed, Qiu Yanzhi stopped covering it up, sat upright on his seat, stretched his head to look at the seat just now, and asked, "Where's Meng Qikang?"

He Zhou said, "He's gone."

Qiu Yanzhi coughed twice, and preemptively said: "He Zhou, I think you have become very hardworking after knowing that you are an NPC recently. How can this work? What time is it now? Are you off work? Come out and talk to others Eat, don’t think you are an NPC, the president’s personality will not collapse, just don’t work hard, what you do will make your employees think of you, even if it’s a game, you can’t give up on yourself, you have to be active, Keep working hard, only in this way can you..."

"Today is Saturday." He Zhou said.

Qiu Yanzhi: "..."

He Zhou sat opposite Qiu Yanzhi: "What are you doing here?"

Qiu Yanzhi grabbed the menu from He Zhou's hand, pointed to the dishes on it and said, "You cheated me, you said there is nothing delicious here, this teahouse obviously has special dishes."

As Qiu Yanzhi spoke, he summoned the waiter, pointed to the menu and said, "I want this tea-flavored braised pork..."

Waiter: "I'm sorry, we only start making tea-flavored braised pork at noon. You can try our special dish, tea-flavored buns first."

Qiu Yanzhi: "...Okay then, a drawer of tea-flavored steamed stuffed buns, and a cup of Coke."

The waiter was a little embarrassed: "We don't have Coke here."

"Then have a cup of milk tea..." Qiu Yanzhi looked at the waiter's expression and frowned: "Is there any milk tea?"

He looked down and flipped through the menu, and said reluctantly, "Then I want a cup of Pu'er tea."

He Zhou sighed, took away Qiu Yanzhi's menu, and handed it to the waiter: "Sorry, I don't need to order for this table, and I will pay for the table 3 just now."

After He Zhou settled the bill, he directly pulled Qiu Yanzhi out.

Qiu Yanzhi looked at He Zhou's hand holding his wrist, but didn't break away, just looked up at him, and muttered and complained, "What are you doing, I've already ordered food."

He Zhou turned his head and glanced at him, and said, "Which one do you want to eat just now? Steamed buns or tea?"

Qiu Yanzhi turned his face away, and said in a low voice, "...it's not impossible to eat."

While talking, the two had arrived at a branch of Mingyuelou restaurant.

After entering the store, He Zhou let go of Qiu Yanzhi's wrist.

Qiu Yanzhi stared at his wrist for two seconds, then shook his arm uncomfortably.

He Zhou took a menu and handed it to him: "See if there is anything you want."

Qiu Yanzhi sat down and flipped through the menu.

Can't help but sigh: This is the real restaurant.

Qiu Yanzhi ordered three or four dishes at once, and suddenly realized something, and asked, "He Zhou, you didn't eat just now, did you?"

He Zhou shook his head: "I only drank some tea."

Qiu Yanzhi lowered his head and added another soup, then sent the menu to the waiter, and said happily with his eyes bent: "That's all, I want another bottle of Coke!"

"Okay, sir."

When Qiu Yanzhi was waiting for the dishes to come out, he lowered his head contentedly and sipped on Coke.After drinking most of it, he raised his head: "He Zhou, what were you talking about just now?"

He Zhou said: "He is going abroad, come to say goodbye to me."

"Going abroad?"

Qiu Yanzhi's face was filled with joy immediately, but he coughed twice again, suppressed the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and pretended to take two mouthfuls of Coke: "What is he going abroad for, study or work?"

He Zhou said: "It should be an immigrant. He said that he might not come back."

"Cough! Cough! Cough, cough..." Qiu Yanzhi was suddenly choked by the Coke in his mouth, and he coughed for a long time before he calmed down.

Qiu Yanzhi wiped his mouth with a tissue. He was obviously very happy, but he still said hypocritically: "Ahem...you say this person, our country is so good, why do you have to go to a foreign country..."

"Qiu Yanzhi."

He Zhou suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, and called his name.

Qiu Yanzhi looked at He Zhou, blinked his eyes for some unknown reason, and suddenly felt his heart beat faster: "...what's wrong?"

Then, Qiu Yanzhi saw that He Zhou suddenly grabbed his left hand holding a tissue, pulled it to his eyes, and spread it out.

This hand has neat lines, is white and slender, and the light blue blood vessels on the wrist are clearly visible.

He frowned.

"Qiu Yanzhi, are your hands so pretty?"

Qiu Yanzhi: "..."

Mr. He, are you always so sick?