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[Ding!The host task is complete.Due to improper guardianship of 888, the dungeon was forcibly terminated.The host will be transferred to the original world after one day. ]

At the moment when the electronic sound fell, everything here seemed to fall apart.The rooftop is no longer a rooftop, but instantly transformed into a room with a cramped space and a dim light, quiet and eerie.

He had a headache for a moment, as if everything before was just a dream, and now he was about to wake up from the dream.

He called 888 in his mind, but there was no response.

Time went back to when they were at Li Cheng's house, and he was standing on the table with the picture of the bright red peony flower in front of him, and he called softly: "Old Wang?!"

No movement.

Li Cheng was standing behind him, he knew very well, but when he faced him again, he didn't feel the same fear as before.

Qi Yuecheng jumped down and confronted Li Cheng face to face: "Let him go!"

The corners of Li Cheng's mouth were raised upwards, and his eyes were always soft.Qi Yuecheng felt his eyes brighten up, and his eyes closed instinctively because he wasn't used to the light, and it took him a while to get used to it.When he opened his eyes again, Wang Qinglin was already standing beside him.His hands clenched his shoulders tightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Li Cheng poked Qi Yuecheng's arm: "Thank you."

These two words are carefully humbled.

Then it turned into a red dot and wandered outside for a moment before disappearing completely.

Wang Qinglin was not surprised when he saw this phenomenon, but hugged Qi Yuecheng tightly, fearing to scare him.

It was also the first time that Qi Yuecheng had this real feeling.

He stared at the person in front of him, Wang Qinglin lowered his head and smiled, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, but his heart was warm, like a silent tacit understanding.

The white curtains in the Xili room were blown violently, Qi Yuecheng walked over and was about to lift the curtains, but Wang Qinglin grabbed his arm and walked in first.Qi Yuecheng touched the wall to find the light cord and pulled it. Everything in the room was clearly displayed in front of his eyes. There was no table here, and there were no disgusting meals. There was only a bed in the corner of the room, which was still the protrusion of that human figure. , covered with a white cloth.

Qi Yuecheng hesitated, but Wang Qinglin had already walked over and lifted the white cloth.The stench and rotten smell filled the originally small space.

It's Li Cheng.

Died here.

Why did no one find out that a good person had died in his own home for so long?

Where is his mother?

Wang Qinglin made a phone call, and soon, many police officers came to clean up the scene.The fat man also came over, and as soon as he came, he held Wang Qinglin's neck in a uniform way: "Boss, I called you but no one answered, Li Qian found it. Guess what happened."

Wang Qinglin: "Say something quickly..."

Fatty was very sensible and hurried to finish the sentence before he said the second half of the sentence: "This kid got angry with his family and ran away from home and stayed with his friends for a few days."

"Hey, it's really a toss." The fat man said.

Qi Yuecheng came to the yard to call Li Qian.The call was connected quickly, with a frivolous voice: "Yo, I heard that Brother Yang Chong cared about me during my disappearance."

"Is Li Cheng's mother there? Let her answer the phone."

"?" Li Qian paused, "Who is Li Cheng? Who is Li Cheng's mother?"

"Didn't you say that your father treated him better than you?"

"Brother Yang Chong, I never knew Li Cheng."

Qi Yuecheng said "Oh" and hung up the phone.

At this time, Wang Qinglin also came out, and he asked Wang Qinglin, "Do you know who Li Cheng is?"

Wang Qinglin was full of doubts: "This will only be known after investigation."

Seeing Yang Chong staring at him in surprise after speaking, thinking that he was frightened by this bloody scene, he touched Yang Chong's head and said worriedly: "Scared, I said I won't let you follow, you You have to come here."

There were already many watching villagers around the door. I heard from some older people that the family had been working outside all year round and hadn't come back for a long time. No one thought that there would be a dead person.

No matter how much you ask them, they can't remember clearly.

So...is it called 'Ding Si'?Not even a name.

Wang Qinglin had to deal with work matters, and drove away after sending Qi Yuecheng home.

It was midnight when Qi Yuecheng returned home. Aunt Zhang ran over with a doting face and asked him why he came back so late and whether he was hungry. He shook his head and went upstairs.

Alone in bed, now that the task is done, it's time to go home.I should be happy, but now I can't be happy, and I always feel that something is missing.It's like working for a long time and complaining about a job for a long time. Suddenly one day I quit my job and finally got rid of it.

He called 888 in his mind, and finally got a response after his persistence:

【I'm here, I'm not dead yet, why is it like calling a soul. 】

"I'm not worried about you." 888 is still there, which makes Qi Yuecheng feel at ease.I think 888's business ability is not good enough, and I don't have the face to see him diving on purpose. He comforted me, "I will miss you when I go back, although you sometimes have a bad temper, don't speak well, and are not very smart..."

【Stop, then don't miss me. 】888 said, 【How about this, wait until I work hard.I'll find you when I level up. 】

"That's farewell. I haven't heard a saying: Hazy beauty. The more distance there is, the more beautiful it is. Just let me live in your memory."

[What are you going to do next? ] 888 suddenly asked.

"Have a good time."

After chatting a few words with 888, Qi Yuecheng soon fell asleep.

The next morning, I called Liu Xinyi, and we went to visit Sunsia College together.

From the moment he entered the school gate, Liu Xin felt hairy all over his body.Especially when I came to a class window, I couldn't hold back anymore, and my lips turned white.He dragged Yang Chong and walked out.

He scolded his mother in his heart: Sure enough, he has an enmity with the school, and he is not born to study.

Originally, he made an appointment to drive to the suburbs for a while, but Liu Xin's family had something to do and was summoned back by his father.

Qi Yuecheng dismissed all the servants in the family, and Nuo Da's house fell silent for a moment.He sat alone on the window, his legs dangling down the outer wall and dangling.It's a beautiful day today, sunny and cloudless, perfect for dying.

He visually observed that the third floor was quite high from the ground, and underneath was the half-trimmed lawn by the workers. The soil looked loose and soft, and such geological conditions might be impenetrable.

He scratched his head and looked down. Fortunately, the concrete floor became a concrete floor when he went down vertically.

It's just... the broken bones must be very ugly, and the blood splattered on the ground is very troublesome to clean up;

He glanced sideways at the bathroom, thinking that it would be better to drown, at least it was a whole corpse, not ugly, and with Yang Chong's jealous skin, it must be very beautiful.

Thinking this way, he was about to go down from the window, it was better not to move, and he almost fell.He hurriedly fixed the window, his face turned pale with shock, without a trace of blood.

The outside door was unlocked, and Wang Qinglin happened to see this scene when he drove in, opened the car window and called him: "Yang Chong! You are crazy! What are you doing?!"

"I'm looking at the scenery!" Qi Yuecheng waved at the people below, his smiling eyes were crooked, and there was no sign of committing suicide.

"Don't move around, I'll go up right away!" After speaking, Wang Qinglin quickly stopped and ran up. Within 3 minutes, he went up to Yang Chong's room on the third floor, out of breath, and carried him down directly.

Wang Qinglin has never been a talkative person, and he doesn't know how to coax others. At this time, he doesn't know what to say, so he can only hug the person in his arms tightly.

Qi Yuecheng was a little out of breath from being strangled by him, thinking that he might be the first person to be strangled to death because his boyfriend loved him too much.

Tomorrow's major news sections will definitely be: Shocked!Two hot-blooded young men actually did such a thing in a million-dollar mansion in broad daylight!

One couldn't hold it back, and burst into laughter: "Brother, please forgive me, do you want money or robbery?"

Wang Qinglin also laughed and relaxed.Kissed him on the forehead again and again.

Qi Yuecheng was suddenly curious: "Why do you like me?"

"I liked it the first time I saw you. I like you and think about you. Do you need a reason?" He asked.

Qi Yuecheng: "That's right, I'm handsome and unrestrained, and there are very few people who don't like it."

Looking at Wang Qinglin, he always felt that his liking for him seemed to be mixed with too many reasons, not pure at all.Suddenly feel a little sorry for him.

They sat on the ground, cuddling each other.Watch the sunlight move from one side of the window to the other bit by bit together, and listen to the sound of the room's air conditioner sweeping up and down.

None of them spoke again.

Nice and cozy.

Just waiting to die.

In this way, watching the sunset, watching the night rise.

Wang Qinglin suddenly asked: "You said, if there is an afterlife, what will we be like?"

"Who knows."

"I will definitely love you more than now." Qi Yuecheng faintly heard this sentence before his consciousness disappeared.

Yang Xing has been feeling restless in his heart for the past few days, and he rushed home overnight.But when he got home, his child was already lying there motionless.

Next to him was a young man named Wang Qinglin, sitting there, holding his child, bowing his head, without saying a word.

It was quiet everywhere in the house, only the sound of his breathing.