Dressed as overturned green tea Omega after Neptune

Bo Yu never mentioned the matter of customs clearance, and never said the word Zhaoyan in front of the A4 paper.

At the same time, Wen Zheng and Bo Yu formally dated and lived together, and lived in Wen Zheng's local mansion.

Wen Zheng asked Bo Yu in front of the suddenly grown A4 paper: "Who is this?"

The A4 paper was expressionless, and the two of them treated each other as if they didn't have the conversation in the garden.

Bo Yu looked at Wen Zheng and Ah Zhi who were almost identical despite the age difference, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "My younger brother."

Wen Zheng was very gracious and self-restraining, and gave a gentle oh.

The moment the A4 paper walked away, he leaned sideways and lowered his head close to Bo Yu's ear: "My ex-husband's younger brother, is this kind of younger brother?"

Thin and depressed, with a paralyzed face and a loveless face.

Wen Zheng smiled faintly, with gentle indulgence in his eyes: "Just kidding."

This is not a joke, the real joke is that one day Bo Yu got up early in the morning——

He opened the curtains and saw heavy snow falling outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on almost the entire wall, and large green roses bloomed in the garden.

Wen Zheng stood in the snow in the garden, turned his head and waved to him with a gentle smile.

Bo Yu immediately ran out of the house.

Xingji's clothes have an automatic temperature control device. Standing in the snow, he only feels the oncoming shock, without the slightest cold.

Wen Zheng stood there, smiling and watching Bao Yu who was walking towards him, took his hand and put it on his lips for a soft kiss, there was a blooming green rose in his open palm.

On the heart of the rose is a ring.

"Honey, are you willing to marry me?" When she said this affectionately and tenderly, the ring had already slipped to the root of Bo Yu's finger.

The atmosphere of a romantic fairy tale wakes up the moment the ring is put on the finger.

……

Bo Yu walked around the room anxiously, looking at the turquoise ring in the shape of a rose from time to time: "What should I do? If you don't clear the level, you have to get married, and if you don't get married, you have to go through the level."

On the left is Wen Zheng, and on the right is A4 paper, standing on the single-plank bridge.

"After clearing the game, you must go to the game architect himself and ask him face to face, what is he thinking, to design such a tangled love game, there is no way for people to survive..."

【what happened? 】A4 paper standing at the door, the young man's tall and handsome figure, wearing a white knitted sweater, with sharp and handsome eyes, tilted his head and looked at Yu Yu like a hamster running around on a rotating shaft because of anxiety.

Hamster Boyu: ...

——If you die, you will die, and now you have to choose one no matter what.

Get married, or pass customs?

One person and one paper did not speak for a long time, sitting on the sofa, looking at the snow falling and the green roses blooming outside the window.

The expression on the A4 paper is calm and calm.

Bo Yu peeked at him from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

【OK. 】

Bo Yu suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

Seeing a gentle smile on the lips of the A4 paper, he said lightly: [Then pass the level. 】

Bo Yu opened his eyes wide, feeling a little helpless.

I don't know whether it was his decision to pass the level that was at a loss, or the gentle smile that Ah Zhi, who had hardly smiled since becoming a sharp boy, suddenly showed.

……

After that, Bo Yu still couldn't believe it.

"Otherwise, would you think about it again?"

[Aren't you saying goodbye to him? 】The A4 paper looked calm and indifferent, but smiled to comfort him.

Bo Yu was a little confused: "Who?"

Then he thought of it, what Ah Zhi said was Wen Zheng, and his expression paused slightly.

The A4 paper looked at him calmly, with a gentle smile on his lips and corners of his eyes that seemed like a little spring breeze: [He should be your favorite type. 】

Wen Zheng has all the characteristics that those people who Bo Yu might like.

Bo Yu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't answer directly: "Really?"

Every time that person and paper meet each other, there is an undercurrent of hostility—to be precise, Wen Zheng has no reaction, it is the unilateral rejection of the A4 paper—even if Bo Yu pretends not to see it every time, how can he be in that kind of pressure? Maybe feel nothing?

This time, the A4 paper really seemed to be a rebellious teenager who had finally figured it out and agreed to the remarriage of his widowed father.Then, I went to find Zhaoyan. 】

"Is it really okay? Clear the level so quickly..."

The A4 paper nodded: [Since the decision has been made, let's implement it as soon as possible.You were right before, anyway, you will come to see me after clearing the customs. 】

The A4 paper grew up overnight, so understanding and understanding, Bo Yu couldn't get used to it, and was a little scared.

He stepped back and walked out.

The A4 paper watched him leave, turned back slowly, leaned on the sofa, and looked at the heavy snow and green roses outside the window without moving.

Five minutes later, Bo Yu gently opened the door and asked in a low voice, "Have you changed your mind? Zhi."

The A4 paper suddenly turned around like a corpse, and looked at him in astonishment: [You, why are you still here? 】

Bao Yu's innocent face was paralyzed, eyes half closed: "Just thinking, what if you go back on your word, after all, you are still a child."

The A4 paper sighed expressionlessly: [No!Go ahead. 】

"Really? It doesn't matter if you regret it. We can take our time. There is still some time before we get married, and there is still a parade before the engagement ceremony. He has a lot of plans..."

【No!Now, immediately, hurry to say goodbye! 】

"Then I'm really leaving." Bo Yu closed the door.

Then, the next moment the door opened again.

Bo Yu lowered his brows and blinked, "If you just don't like Wen Zheng and choose Zhaoyan to clear the level, we can go to Jian Mo's first, or Mu Xuecheng, Mu Yuesen is also good..."

A4 paper got up, walked to the door coldly, opened the door, and stared at him closely: [If you say one more thing, you really don't want to pass the level. 】

Bo Yu stared at him blankly, the bear boy suddenly grew up with a sense of oppression, like a second Jian Mo.

He covered his mouth and pushed it out obediently: "Excuse me."

A4 paper closed the door with a stinky face, angry and funny, exhaled, sat on the sofa again, looked at the lifeless snow scene outside the window, brewed for a while, but never returned to that bleak atmosphere.

Just then, the door opened again.

The A4 paper jumped up in an instant, frowned and pointed at the door: [I said I don't mind at all, why are you back again...]

His voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Wen Zheng standing at the door.

Wen Zheng wore glasses, with a gentle, elegant and dignified look: "It's a little surprising that you would agree to this marriage."

The expression on the face of the A4 paper disappeared like washing: 【He told you that? 】

Wen Zheng: "Who? Ah Yu? I haven't seen him yet."

The A4 paper briefly raised the corners of its lips, and quickly calmed down: [Really?Then you'd better see me. 】

See you soon, see you soon.

Wen Zheng paused slightly: "It seems that things are abnormal, but if it is his decision, I have no objection."

[You don't even know what it is, what are you talking about? 】

Wen Zheng said gently and calmly: "How do you know, I don't know? I and you, at best, just play different roles, maybe because of this, I know more than you."

The eyes of the A4 paper were slightly lifted, and he realized it later—from the beginning, Wen Zheng's performance was a little abnormal, and he was more like Mu Wenyuan than a long-sleeved, skilled and complicated politician.

Wen Zheng can't say anything, if this is Ayu's decision, he has no objection.

He even put on the engagement ring while asking Bo Yu's opinions in a dignified way, before he could give an answer.

Saying one thing, doing another, is more hypocritical than Mu Yuesen, at least Bo Yu can see Mu Yuesen's mask at a glance, but not his.

Only Mu Wenyuan would say that.

[Mu Wenyuan? 】

But if it was Mu Wenyuan, how could he say such meaningful words?

What does it mean: I and you, at best, just play different roles, maybe because of this, we know more than you?

Who can understand the truth better than him, the administrator of the game world?

Wen Zheng didn't deny it, but said mildly: "You mean it? Administrator of the Great World."

The pupils of the A4 paper shrank suddenly.

……

"Do you have time for dinner tonight?"

Wen Zheng raised his head from handling official duties, looked at the reserved Bo Yu at the door, and unconsciously filled with love in his eyes: "Okay, you can do it now."

He closed his pen, pulled out his chair and walked out.

Bo Yu was slightly taken aback: "Is it okay?"

After all, he is a powerful centralized boss who has to handle state affairs.

"Just rest for one night and the universe won't collapse."

He led Bao Yu away, and walked outside.

The room is full of green roses, and beautiful music flows, from a civilization of a lost planet whose language is singing.

Wen Zheng held Bo Yu's hand, swaying gently in the music, dancing a waltz-like dance.

"How do you know that I like green roses?"

Wen Zheng looked into his eyes quietly and tenderly: "I just know."

Bo Yu thought for a while, in all his perfumes, he likes to use a little green rose element, pheromones too, Wen Zheng is also interested in perfumes, it seems that he smelled it.

His eyes flickered slightly. From the first time we met, he was almost constantly repeating lying, misleading and debunking the lies. Although he voluntarily exposed it, this person was never angry from the beginning to the end.

Even so, in the eyes of the other party, he is also a person who is used to lying.

Maybe, I have already noticed that my pheromones are different from others, and I also know that I have no ability to conceive and have children at all, but I just don’t tell the truth.

"Sorry." He looked at the other person and looked into his eyes tenderly, "I lied to you a lot. I'm not an Omega, and I can't have children. Even the pheromones are fake."

Wen Zheng's expression did not fluctuate or change, and he said softly: "I also lied."

"Huh, is there?" Bo Yu thought for a while, it seemed that they were all innocuous little details, different from his own.

Wen Zheng nodded: "Yes, for example, I don't understand perfumery at all."

Bo Yu: ...

"I don't have a perfume collection either."

Bo Yu: "But, we are not visiting..."

"Well, those were collected while I was lying to you, and I signaled my subordinates to collect them immediately."

Bo Yu: ...

Never thought.

Wen Zheng's eyes were clear: "There is another lie."

Bo Yu is already numb. He feels that even if Wen Zheng tells him now that he has realized that this is an RPG game, and has awakened his self-awareness as an NPC, now he is following the plot setting and pretending to fall in love with him. No surprises.

Wen Zheng's clear eyes were full of love, and he said calmly: "I'm actually allergic to pheromones, so I can't smell a little bit."

Bo Yu was stunned.

The corners of Wen Zheng's lips were pursed into a smile, like a rare innocent prank, and his eyes were clear: "Is it an accident?"

Bo Yu: "Then, my pheromone...perfume..."

They are all allergic to the natural fragrances of the human body, so how does this person endure his artificially prepared pheromone perfume?

And he got so many green roses...

Bo Yu stopped dancing, and was even about to lead him out of the room full of green roses immediately.

Wen Zheng let him lead him anywhere: "It's okay, I can restrain myself."

"Why do you want to do this?" He didn't need to force himself at all.

Wen Zheng looked at him quietly: "Because I like you."

Bo Yu stopped and looked at him.

Wen Zheng's skin was cold and pale, and he was already pale, but his lips were red, so it was generally impossible to see that he was actually enduring it.

But when it is clearly known that he is allergic, all the flaws are obvious.

The drug ring on his index finger would always sniff lightly from time to time, and Bo Yu thought it was a sign that he liked the cold breath stored inside.

However, if it was Wen Zheng, they didn't know each other for long.

You have to like it so much that you are willing to suffer from shortness of breath, visit a whole museum of various perfumes with him, and even try fragrances together, analyzing the fragrance types and ingredients inside.

"Physically, the time is not long, but the time in the soul, since I was born consciously, has been waiting for you to appear, waiting to be able to love you. It is such a long love, farther than the distance of the universe."

……

[He is allergic to smells.But his crush is a well-known perfumer. 】

[He collects all his works.Collect and display with museum-like facilities. 】

[He constructed a game world of pheromones, in which all the selves and their pheromone scents are set with his perfume.Because he had to know the smell of each perfume, he lived in the hospital for a long time. 】

【why? 】

【because I like you. 】

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