Abandoned text penalty system

Turning around, suddenly turning the direction, the sword in Fang Zimo's hand stabbed straight at Qi Guan Buxia's chest, trying to push him into a desperate situation, but the strange thing was that there was still a lot of space behind him, but the man He stopped suddenly and didn't move, as if he was waiting for a sword.

"Hey!"

He shouted loudly, hoping that he could evade in time, because only by going all out can he draw with Qi Guan, so Fang Zimo used [-]% of his strength in this sword, and did not have a second hand, if he really stabbed that People, the long sword will pass through the chest.

Resisting the inertia of his body, he forcibly retracted his sword with his hand back. Fang Zimo's throat was filled with fishy sweetness from the shock of the sword, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his palms and forehead. Don't accidentally hurt that person.

——Is Qi Guan Buxia desperate?

There was no danger, the hand holding the sword was grabbed without waiting for his breath to stabilize, and the scolding words were not spoken. After receiving a slap in the abdomen, Fang Zimo's whole body was thrown not far away by a powerful force. On the soft chair that Guan Buxia had been sitting on, his arm hit the jade armrest, which hurt so much that he fell off the chair and rolled to the ground.

"Hmm..." He whimpered in pain. This time, the sweet smell in his throat spread completely and entered his mouth. He leaned on the ground and barely propped himself up. He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and it was indeed stained with red blood.

It hurts.

In order to stop the fatal move, Fang Zimo's whole arm was numb from the shock, but the backlash of the sword qi hurt Ne Li, and the push by Qi Guan Buxia made him dizzy, Not to mention blurred vision, but also a little disgusting.

Panting heavily, he really retched, blood dripping down the corner of his mouth to the ground.If it was in the past, Fang Zimo would go to the hospital for a check-up if his gums were bleeding, not to mention hematemesis, but after crossing, he was basically used to being injured, and now he thinks it's no big deal.

He still didn't believe that the man would kill him.

Half-sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with his body fully supported by his hands, his lowered eyes could see a pair of exquisite black boots embroidered with silver thread moiré. Fang Zimo raised his head and met Qi Guan Buxia eyes, the villain he saw slowly squatted down, and his handsome face moved closer, causing Fang Zimo to chuckle, but before he could speak, the collar was tightly grabbed, depriving him of the right to breathe.

Forced to stand up, the sword had already fallen to one side, and he could barely maintain his balance only by reaching out to grab the villain and pinching his wrist.

"If you didn't stop just now, you would have won." Qi Guan Buxia frowned slightly, condescendingly looking down at Fang Zimo who relied on his strength to stand firm, his eyes were dark, unable to distinguish emotions.

If he doesn't stop, he will die.

"...I... thought you would admit defeat, but I just wanted to give you a chance." Raising his eyebrows, swallowing the blood in his mouth, Fang Zimo raised his head and kept confronting Qi Guan, provocatively said: "The villain, you still want to fight?" Do you want to continue? I... can be fierce..."

"Hmm... um..." The vicious man was mercilessly thrown to the ground, his white clothes stained with dust, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

"Then just continue." It seems to be unpredictable, but it seems that it has never been seen clearly, Qi Guan Buxia's stern tone and calm attitude are really too strange.

What exactly does it take to win?What exactly is the conflict of interest between the two of them?

Panting heavily, he was able to stand up with both hands at the same time. Using both hands and feet, he tried to move, and got the long sword that was lost on the ground, but he was unable to hold it tightly.Fang Zimo stood up tremblingly, staggering back, with nowhere to support him.Looking around, I saw a wall behind the curtain of the soft chair.

Fang Zimo's body has long been unable to support his words, and now he just wants to recover for a while, but his intention is discovered, and the opponent refuses to let him get his wish.

"En..." Accompanied by painful groans, Fang Zimo did get his wish and leaned against the wall, but he didn't pass by himself, but was pinched and pressed by someone.The long sword in his hand almost fell, but another hand held it tightly for him.

Breathing with difficulty, looking at Qi Guan Buxia's handsome face in front of her eyes, there is no way to retreat, her life seems to have come to an end.

Very unwilling, obviously victory is in sight, very unwilling to die in such a muddle, not even knowing the reason why someone changed his face, and even more unwilling to die in Qi Guan Buxia's hands like this, making him not even hate Know who to hate first.

"It's over, Fang Zimo." A familiar male voice rang from his ear, reminding him that he was accidentally hurt by this reckless person when he first met.Shaking his head and chuckling, he felt the hand in his throat begin to exert some force, and suddenly felt pessimistically that it would be nice to die like this.

It was the first time since time travel that I had this kind of thought, giving up my life was simply absurd.

Half-closed his eyes and was very tired, opened and closed his mouth a few times, Fang Zimo heard his own voice: "Scum Gong... bastard..."

I don't like to use this adjective to describe Qi Guan Buxia at all, because slag Gong's standard equipment is cheap, but I really can't find a more accurate word than 'slag Gong', this kind of bastard who inexplicably says he will turn his face, isn't it? What is slag attack?

I want to say things that hurt others and hurt myself for too long, so that I feel that I have no regrets after swearing. Should I also sigh that I am also a competent 'bad person'?

The subtle adjective caught his ears, and a smile flashed in Qi Guan's eyes. Afterwards, Fang Zimo's throat was not broken cruelly, but he felt that the hand holding the sword was tightly grasped. He wanted to look down, but his lips Being blocked by others, Qi Guan Buxia crushed her whole body, unable to move on the wall.

Depriving him of breath in a way more cruel than the throat, the dexterous tip of his tongue licked away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth.After giving a sweet date with a stick, Fang Zimo was completely bewildered by the situation in front of him, and even suspected that Qi Guan Buxia had mental problems. Why on earth did he...

"Fang Zimo."

"...Ha...you, um..." The cold voice was suddenly soft. Fang Zimo's mouth was just released when Qi Guan Buxia pushed his nose into it, shaking his head like a playful Let the bridges of their noses touch and rub lightly. While itching, this ambiguous movement also makes people blush.

If it wasn't for Fang Zimo's exhaustion and lack of strength, he would have cursed and asked Qi Guan Buxia what he was doing with his weird behavior.

"I was really sorry before, but now we have no conflict, and your mission is completed, you can go home."

Qi Guan Buxia's eyes were so gentle that water could flow out, but Fang Zimo felt ominous, he couldn't move the clenched hand, and wanted to lower his head to look, but the villain kissed his upper lip again, struggling to think Wanting to refuse, the corner of his mouth was bitten in the friction.

Such a strong smell of blood...

"Qi Guan Buxia..." He could hear how seriously his voice was trembling, he didn't feel any pain except fatigue, the bloody smell obviously didn't originate from him, but the sword he held in his hand didn't know when it died The other's chest.

"Well, go home, Fang Zimo..."

67. Chapter 67

Come back home?

Since time travelling, these two words are indeed Fang Zimo's most longing, but this result is not what he wants.

He clearly defines himself as an experienced old reader who is familiar with all kinds of Internet routines, but why does he always lose the link at the most critical time?Shouldn't it have occurred to the protagonist and the ultimate villain that they are destined to kill each other and there must be a battle? Shouldn't they have realized that the desire to "go home together" is never realistic.

——'Di, congratulations to the host for completing all the plots, the system is undergoing the final upgrade, and the host will return within 3 minutes after time travel. '

Is this the final plot?

The system's prompt sounded inappropriately, and I realized later that the original boring electronic sound can be so harsh, and sharp words are enough to pierce the heart.

The blood melted into the black material, it was not obvious, but more and more blood flowed out, staining Fang Zimo's eyes red.

It seems that from the moment of crossing, the ending is doomed. Fang Zimo and Qi Guan Buxia, only one of them can return to the original world, and the price of this person's return is the other's life.

It seems that Qi Guan Buxia proposed to stay together more than once, he probably already knew the 'price' of going back, but isn't that kind of reminder too weak?How can someone who has been immersed in the joy of his return possibly understand?

If he had known that this was the price, if he had known that this was the case, he...

"...Qi Guan, it's okay, just wait a moment, wait for me... I prepared the wound medicine, just, just put it in the space, you will definitely get hurt if you bump into it, I know it, so I have already prepared it ,wait for me……"

His voice trembled violently, and his eyes were scarlet and bloody. Fang Zimo's heart ached and tightened. He wanted to go back to the system space to find the medicine he had prepared, but the man grabbed him and held him gently in his arms.

"I'm not going home anymore. Now think about it, what's so good about it? Let's stay here forever, okay?" Fang Zimo hurriedly explained, trying to save something, Fang Zimo rested his forehead on Qi Guan's shoulder, not daring to look at him The blood-oozing wound circulated all the spiritual energy in his body, wanting to deliver it to Qi Guan Buxia.

"I didn't panic, Fang Zimo, why are you panicking?" With a chuckle, Fang Zimo stopped his movements, but his body gradually weakened, as if he could no longer hold on: "I don't want you to regret it."

"I've already regretted it!" Hoarse, Fang Zimo was completely panicked. He tried his best to support him, tapped the villain's acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and even intended to send all his spiritual power to him, but it didn't help. "Since I knew it a long time ago, why? If you don’t tell me, why make the decision for me?”

As if he was extremely tired, Qi Guan slowly closed his eyes, his panting became heavier, and he was unable to respond any more.

"You're a villain, how could you die like this?" Holding Qi Guan Buxia's chin with his palm, the blood on Fang Zimo's hand rubbed against it, Yin Hong and Pale didn't match very well, he was in a hurry, flustered but couldn't wipe it clean.

"...It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'll be fine..." He couldn't get a response and could only talk to himself, biting his lower lip tightly, Fang Zimo didn't know who he was comforting, his eyes were dry and sore, The man who couldn't wake up was extremely emotionally broken, but he couldn't cry no matter what.

Perhaps it was worry, once he shed tears, it would be irretrievable.

'... Di, the system has been upgraded successfully, congratulations to the host for completing all the plots, and the world connection is in progress, please confirm and return to the host. '

"No, I won't go back!"

'Beep, forced return start. 'The system's artificial intelligence can't understand Fang Zimo's mood. After repeating the same instruction three or two times without getting a response from Fang Zimo, it directly turned into a mandatory instruction.

The person in his arms was completely out of breath, and Fang Zimo hugged him tightly as if he couldn't feel it. He had never experienced such helplessness, yet he refused to give up, rubbing his cheek against Qi Guan's forehead over and over again. , praying for his return to consciousness.

This shouldn't be the result, the two of them still owed each other a large amount of money and haven't paid it back yet.And as a villain, there should be time to explain the ins and outs. Their story is so long, there should be a lot of time for Fang Zimo to save everything.

Breathing continued to tremble. Just now, in order to prevent Qi Guan from falling to the ground, Fang Zimo half knelt down and hugged him.The long-term support made the legs and feet numb, and he was unwilling to let go. At this time, his vision gradually blurred, and fine white particles floated in front of his eyes, similar to those in the punishment system's own space.

"System, wait a minute!" Aware of what was about to happen, but unable to stop it, Fang Zimo's body gradually became transparent, and thus ushered in the moment he had been longing for.

Eagerly embracing Qi Guan Buxia's body, but could no longer feel his last warmth, and could only watch helplessly as the unconscious person passed through his translucent body, fell to the ground without support, lifeless.

Completely, even the power to touch is gone.

He hesitated and did not dare to reach out again, and refused to accept this reality no matter what, the pain in his heart has been paralyzed, it would be better to say that there is nothing left in his chest, as if his heart died just now, and there is no beating anymore, "Don't So... please..."

With a self-deprecating sneer, Fang Zimo's request system has never been heard. Finally, with the disappearance of sight, Fang Zimo left that world completely.

……

The familiar sofa and TV are placed in the old place, but the screen shows that the mobile phone with information is lying on the coffee table. Life and death, nothing happened, it's just that his vacation ended and he didn't want to go to work, so those stories happened.

It must be that I have read too many casual novels, and it is time to end this hobby.

'Di, welcome to the return of the host! '

'Hey, congratulations to the host for completing the task and getting the [Protagonist Halo] reward, congratulations to the host for getting the punishment system portable space, which can still be used in this world, congratulations to the host for returning smoothly. '

'Hey, the abandonment penalty system service is over, please confirm the unbinding from the host. '

'Di, the host has not confirmed, the system has been automatically unbound, looking forward to the next cooperation with the host, goodbye. '

……

At the last moment, it is also a perfect penalty system for making up the knife.

Living here alone, the doors and windows are closed tightly in the evening, and the silence is terrifying.It was getting late outside the window, and even though the living room had floor-to-ceiling windows, the room was terribly dark. Fang Zimo stood there, staring at the mobile phone on the table, his eyes sore and swollen, and his mind went blank.

All experiences are true, and he really came back.

Looking at the time on the electronic watch on the wall, it was exactly six o'clock in the evening.At that time, he traveled so suddenly that he didn't care what time it was, but the system reminded him that his return time would only be 3 minutes later than when he traveled.

I disappeared in my own world for 3 minutes, but spent three years in that world.

Suddenly there was a light in the dark living room, and the vibrating sound of the mobile phone brought Fang Zimo back to his thoughts. He took a moment to pick up the mobile phone, looked at the familiar phone number on the screen, and suddenly felt that all the grievances and unwillingness were redoubled in his chest , In exchange for a dull pain that is better than a burst.

——"Hey, Zimo..."

"grandmother……"

"Hello? Zimo, what's the matter? This kid... how old is he? What's the matter? This is..."

The voice of grandma can be heard, the voice of the elderly is deep, but there is a gentleness and stability unique to that age, and the rich experience has a soothing effect.

Fang Zimo didn't feel like he was crying, but he could feel the warm liquid dripping down his chin. The emotions stuck in his heart finally found an outlet. eyes overflowed.

Weeping in a muffled voice, there was nothing else but trembling panting.

On the other side of the phone, the elder's voice was full of worry. After she had shed enough tears, she breathed calmly, and then said: "I want to go home, grandma." The voice was crying, weak and disfigured.

"Okay, okay, come back, you have worked hard outside alone, when will you come back? Otherwise, come back tonight, okay? Have you eaten yet, what do you want grandma to cook for you, isn't it, Zizhu just returned to school... "

"kindness."

68. Chapter 68

Xu Shi cried bitterly on the phone, and with the resolution, when he got home and saw his grandparents, his emotions were less fluctuating, and the two old people did not worry too much.

Going out to work, not too close to where my grandparents live, Fang Zimo’s apartment is two hours away from his “hometown”, and it’s almost eight o’clock when I get home to see my family, hot meals and hot dishes are Fang Zimo’s favorite .

No one mentioned the reason for crying before tacit understanding. Instead, they chatted about homework and finished dinner, but when they left, they were stuffed with a bag of red bean buns by their grandmother.

"grandmother……"

"This is made by your aunt. I sent it to you last time. It's not that Zizhu is about to take the college entrance examination. I'm busy making delicious food for her. I don't have time." The old man smiled and reached out to pat Fang Zimo's back: "Our Zimo has grown so big in a blink of an eye. Whether it's work or other things, if Zimo is willing to talk, grandma is willing to listen. If you don't want to chat with the old woman, you can talk to your grandpa Shitou. "

"Well, I know grandma." Fang Zimo nodded with a smile, put the bag of red beans in his arms, and was grabbed when he wanted to go out.

"Otherwise, stay here tonight. I'll clean up the previous house. You've been drinking. It's inconvenient to go home so late. It's hard to walk at night, or..."

"I have to go to work tomorrow." Interrupting grandma, Fang Zimo put his arms around her shoulders.Older people have shrunken body and posture, and their small bodies are especially easy to make people feel distressed, "I will take a taxi. It's difficult to walk at night or something, and it's not like running back. Then... I will come back this weekend. "

"Okay, Zizhu will be home by then, and grandma will cook something delicious for you."

"kindness……"

Waved goodbye again and again, the older people seemed to be unable to accept parting.

I got my wish and went home, but... there is still something lacking in my chest, and it hurts as time goes by.

……

At 08:30 in the evening, it was not too late, but the flow of people was obviously less. I took a taxi from the residential area and returned to the city where I worked. After two hours, I was very tired.

The eldest brother who drives the taxi is cheerful and has a good temper. He received a big order at night and has a lot of topics. He babbled about the experience of the day to Fang Zimo who was sitting in the back row, while the latter was silent all the way. respond.Finally, three or two topics were fruitless, and the driver brother completely gave up communicating with his passengers, and listened to the radio on his own.

The windows are clear, so you can enjoy the scenery outside the window more clearly.Fang Zimo's so-called sluggish face was covered with glass, and he was distracted by his own appearance vaguely reflected in the glass.In the distance, I don't know which car unethically turned on the high beams. After the driver cursed angrily, the dazed person finally regained his consciousness.

'...system, system? '

For the first time, I was looking forward to getting the response of the electronic sound, and I really saw my family. There was no relief as I imagined, but it aggravated the shadow of that person dying in my arms.

The result of the villain was entirely caused by him. Even after traveling through such a chaotic time and space, and experiencing life and death several times, Fang Zimo never killed anyone. The only life that hangs on him is Qi Guan Buxia who is the most important to him.

It was expected that he didn't get any response, but he couldn't help being disappointed, bit his lip subconsciously, but saw the light on the phone screen.Almost in a flash of inspiration, he quickly turned on the phone, clicked on the familiar reading app, and looked for the article he traveled through.

The starting point style of Jinjiang Literature City, the painting style is clear and unique, and the memory is particularly clear.It's just that I searched the favorites over and over again, but I couldn't find the shadow of the original collection.

what happened?

I was convinced that I had a real experience, but there was nothing in the search bar. I opened all the categories without giving up, and only saw a book with the mark of "locked text processing".

He thought he would have a chance to return to that world, but now it seems that he has no chance.

There is no system, no reading records, nothing, even if you want to do your best, you have no direction to start.So in the end, Fang Zimo came back, but the mission failed, completely defeated.

"Here we are." At some point, the taxi had already stopped in front of the community, "Thank you." After paying the fare and getting out of the car, the ordinary life of the day came to an end.

As grandma said, the road at night is difficult, not because it is rough, but because it is so quiet, the quiet night can swallow a person's last strength, and loneliness is enough to expose all disguises.

"It's so annoying..." Walking from the community to the apartment building, my mood became more and more impetuous. After complaining about everything, I began to give up on myself. After the sun rose, I had to continue working.It is not impossible to ask for leave, but Fang Zimo knows that the more free time is, the more stuffy and uncomfortable his chest will be.

When I got home, I lay on the bed and continued to search for "Burning Moon Martial Lord", from the novel reading software to the search engine, and finally found the txt file on the pirated website.At this time, I have to lament the thoughtfulness of the pirated text, even if the text is locked, there are various resources.

On the first day I came back, I was in good physical condition, but mentally exhausted, with too much psychological pressure and too much thinking, and I couldn’t fall asleep after reading the not-so-short novel twice.

Consciousness has been in a state of confusion, except for the joy of seeing the family at first, the rest is only regret and self-blame.

Qi Guan Buxia's feelings are too heavy, he seems to be unable to bear it alone.There is no chance to work hard, and the heavy longing has deprived him of the right to sleep again and again. Fang Zimo's mental state has become more and more depressed. In just two days, he fainted in the company because of hypoglycemia. I asked for leave.

What to do, what to do?

When I got home from the hospital, I tore off the medical tape on the back of my hand and threw it away. I lay back on the sofa without turning on the lights or turning on the TV. I buried my head in the pillow and swayed around. Breathing seems to be much better, otherwise... just suffocate to death.Such an approach is very unpromising, but Fang Zimo really can't find a better way to relieve pressure. He is an adult, so he can't run home again, curl up in the arms of his elders and cry.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, and he reached for it without getting up. The number displayed was indeed a colleague of the company.Probably, it was another burst of polite greetings.

After staring at the screen for a while, he pressed the mute button, but after half a minute, a new call came after the call time ended.The vibration of the mobile phone itself rubbed against the leather sofa, making the sound extremely harsh. When the mobile phone was thrown on the table, the buzzing sound was like a giant fly, rubbing hands and flying around, never stopping.

The impetuous mood went beyond the limit again and again, and Fang Zimo had nowhere to confide in his sad and sad reasons, so he could only hold it in his heart, which became more and more deadly as time went by.

Flipping off the sofa, I wanted to pick up the phone and read the txt file again, but the action stopped halfway.How about watching it again?The ending is still stuck in the appearance of a certain villain, there is only a short appearance introduction, and he is not left with a word.

If only he was the one who was stabbed back then, or it would have been nice to have discovered the doomed fate of that world earlier.

The back of his hand slapped his forehead fiercely, staying up all night, disturbed by the noise of the vibration, and wanted to hide in a place where no one was there to be quiet for a while.It is shameful to escape, but it is useful. At this time, nothing is more suitable than the isolated system space.

After returning to the original world, it is the first time to start the system space that comes with completing the task. I don’t know how it will be different from before.

Raise your head, close your eyes, and open your ears after your ears are clean. There are still fine white particles floating in front of your eyes.Confirming the place of the past, the torrent of emotions accumulated over the past few days finally had an outlet. After confirming that no one would disturb or be discovered by anyone, tears finally stayed.

If the first cry was mixed with the surprise of returning home, then this time, it was purely a reproach for his own powerlessness.He couldn't make a sound, but tears kept breaking out of his eyes, and before he could wipe them off his sleeves, they slid down the line of his jaw to the hem of his clothes.

"...Fang Zimo?"

Immersed completely in my own grief, the voice I heard was not clear like a hallucination, but hearing this faint voice, I still couldn't help my body tremble slightly, and I was so stiff that I didn't dare to move anymore.Not only because he is the only one who can enter the system space, but also because that voice is very similar to Qi Guan Buxia.

It seems to be behind.

Not daring to look back at all, Fang Zimo's body remained motionless, but his eyes tried to look aside, trying to confirm whether it was due to longing and guilt, and delusional hallucinations appeared.

"Turn back, how stupid..." With a snort, mocking his excessive caution, the voice continued to sound behind him, urging his beating heart through his ears.

He mustered up his courage and made up his mind of disappointment before he dared to turn around. After standing still, his eyes widened, and the tears that had stopped halfway burst again.He was half-sitting two steps away from him. Even if he had short hair, a loose tracksuit, and an unfamiliar face, he could still find three points of resemblance.

Fang Zimo had waited too long for the unexpected reunion.Step by step, he approached carefully, squatted down slowly, carefully looked at the appearance of Qi Guan Buxia in this world, and gradually fitted in with the previous one, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"...Bastard, you... are you back?"

"kindness."

The squatting body was gently pulled, and Fang Zimo leaned forward willingly, and took the first step to tightly hug Qi Guan Buxia's waist, and hugged him into his arms, feeling the fascinating chest of that man. The heartbeat, the familiar body temperature coming from the thin cotton half-sleeves, made the tired man feel drowsy, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Wait a minute, I'm hungry."

"Ah?" The scene of the long-lost reunion was interrupted at an inappropriate time. Before Fang Zimo could think about this sentence, thinking about other plots and other aspects, he heard a gurgling sound from the originally quiet space. , Unlimited expansion in special scenes, automatic looping in the ear.

Fortunately, I didn't think about it.

Gu Zi sighed, a little embarrassed, but the other party looked at him calmly, coughed lightly and wanted to ask why he appeared in this space, and the original explanation of the system flashed through his mind——

'Protagonist halo protection, in short, with the protagonist halo, truly become the protagonist, no matter how bad the situation is in the future, there will be no life-threatening, no matter how you do it, you will not die, and you will be strong if you are strong.Weaken and cover up the light of others, no matter how strong the enemy is, they will expose their weaknesses, and the protagonist's expectations will definitely be fulfilled. '

This wish must have been obtained by the protagonist's aura.

When Qi Guan Buxia was caught off guard, he kissed him on the forehead. There was only room for the two of them to care about other things. Fang Zimo made a squeak with his lips very unpretentiously, and then dragged him out when the villain was in a daze. space.

"When did you come back? Hungry... how long has it been..."

"I don't know too well. After death, I was reborn, and the wounds disappeared. When I woke up, I was in your space, and my original body was still there. There was no way to time it. I thought I was going to starve to death inside." Being supported on the sofa, she was very angry. Li Li did not forget to glance at Fang Zimo's living environment, "Are you alone at home? Didn't you mean missing your family..."

"Don't talk." Reaching out to cover Qi Guan Buxia's mouth, Fang Zimo frowned and said seriously: "Don't ask so many questions, save yourself some energy and wait for the meal, if the saved meal is not ready, you will starve to death here gone."

"kindness."

Someone was unexpectedly well-behaved, and Fang Zimo, who was ready to continue arguing, was swept away.The bright eyes were black and white, clearly reflecting his figure, and it turned out that Qi Guan was so hungry that his eyes were about to glow.

"Probably thanks to the protagonist's halo, if you don't come back, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."

"why?"

"There's no reason!" Angrily glanced at the man's affectionate eyes, his own glance was so coquettish and winking, it sent a chill down Fang Zimo's back.The four eyes met, even if it was only for a short moment, they confirmed the result together, and disappeared without saying anything, in exchange for a tacit smile.

"I went home two days ago and brought back some red bean buns. The porridge is too slow to cook. Drink some hot water first. Wait for me for a while before we eat."

"it is good."

Millet porridge is good for the stomach, and red beans seem to be too much.People who haven't eaten for a long time seem to be unable to eat too much of anything.

After cooking the porridge in half an hour, Fang Zimo himself was hungry. He filled two bowls and let it cool down. He opened a bag of pickled mustard. The simple dinner was enough for two people.The things were brought to the dining table twice, Qi Guan Buxia watched obediently, and only moved his chopsticks after he sat down.

"Qi Guan Buxia, you can eat first, you don't have to wait for me." Feeling that the food was a bit bland, Fang Zimo took two more hams from the refrigerator, and he was happy with the meat.

"Just call me Qi Zhi." Still waiting for Fang Zimo to sit down, he gently stirred the millet porridge with a white porcelain spoon. "Qi Zhi...is this your real name? Why don't you call me that? Cough cough cough..."

He directly took the bowl to drink the porridge, but the millet grains choked in his throat, and he reached out to grab the water glass prepared for the 'guest', and only after drinking half of the glass to the end did he save his life.

"Fang Zimo, are you hungry? What are you in a hurry for?" With a chuckle, Qi Zhi leaned forward and patted Fang Zimo's back.

"...I'm fine. Don't you want to eat? It's fine. I can't bear it if I eat too much at one time. If you don't mind, go to my bedroom and sleep for a while." Fang Zimo cleared his throat and ate half of the ham in one gulp. While chewing, he put away Qi Zhi's tableware to prevent him from eating too much: "It's a little early now, you can lie down and rest if you can't sleep, and there is porridge. If you feel hungry at night, you can get up and eat."

"Well, have you finished eating?"

"Finished."

Putting the last piece of ham into his mouth and drinking the porridge in the bowl, Fang Zimo answered while chewing with a puffy face, but watched Qi Zhi approaching.With a swallow, Fang Zimo was handed water to rinse his mouth before he could choke. The meticulous care made Fang Zimo feel flattered. He was hugged in the next second, and the two went straight to the bedroom.

Qi Zhi's physical strength hasn't recovered much, he can break free from this embrace with a little movement.Fang Zimo struggled for a while, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the man's shoulders, brazenly acting like a chick, until he was gently placed on the bed.

"Borrow half of the double bed, let's sleep together." Qi Zhi lay beside Fang Zimo, the two of them were not close to each other, and they were within the range of feeling each other's body temperature. This distance was particularly reassuring.

He closed his eyes obediently, couldn't sleep for many days, and was extremely tired, and he was more likely to feel sleepy after eating and drinking enough. He leaned his head in the direction of Qi Zhi, and soon there was the sound of long breathing.

Fang Zimo fell asleep.

The Fang Zimo in this world is not much different from the one in Qi Zhi's impression, except that his face is sickly thin, his slender eyelashes can't cover the dark blue under his eyes, and his slightly wrinkled brow makes people feel distressed.

Perhaps his choice at the time was too extreme, which really frightened Fang Zimo, but if he did it again, the result would be the same.Once, I also thought about letting the villain 'Qi Guan Bu Xia' go bad to the end, but after being really unwilling to bear everything, as time passed, Fang Zimo forgot.It's better to let him have a guilt and remember him forever.

Possessiveness, selfishness, who doesn't.

Qi Zhi understands that his temperament definitely does not belong to the type of selfless dedication.He can willingly give up his life without asking for anything in return, but he cannot accept being completely forgotten. He respects all Fang Zimo's choices, protects him, and has his own position.

For such a selfish behavior, after this person is fully asleep, he will definitely settle accounts with him. He stretched out his hand to brush Fang Zimo's sleeping face, smoothed the frown between his brows with his thumb, and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Looking at the sleeping face in a good mood, the vibration of the mobile phone came from the pocket of the clothes. Only then did I remember that I did not take it out of the pocket during time travel. I took the mobile phone to turn off the alarm and vibration, and found that the battery was full. After sleeping in the space for three days, the very energetic man took Fang Zimo into his arms and opened a certain novel reading app that caused him to time travel.

The familiar interface and familiar catalog are different from what Fang Zimo saw before. Because of Qi Zhi's return, the locked novel has been unlocked.

Tap with your finger to open the detailed introduction, full of happiness, the slightly raised corners of the mouth are abnormally stiff, the id of the latest comment on that pit article is very familiar, it was written by someone close to him, the number with a negative sign in the rating column Eye-catching too much.

Under the "affectionate" gaze of a certain writer, a certain sleeping reader broke out in a cold sweat.

69. Chapter 69

The first weekend after returning home was extremely busy.Not only because Fang Zimo promised his grandma to go home for dinner, but more importantly, Qi Guan Buxia wanted to move in with him.

To be precise, Qi Zhi is about to move here.

I cleaned up the hygiene one day in advance, and got up early on the weekend of vacation. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the house, I sat on the sofa in a daze.

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