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??He Pingsui really wanted to pretend that nothing happened,? but Meng Tinghe looked at him straight, begging silently.

?? Mr. He struggled symbolically: "Are you sure you want to watch it?"

??Meng Tinghe nodded.

"Then you...then you can't laugh at me after reading it." He Pingsui let go of his arms around his waist, reached out and groped in the bedside table, and took out a crumpled piece of paper.

?? That sinful design drawing? After He Pingsui calmed down his passionate creation, it was crumpled into a ball. But when he thought that this was his first time designing for his boyfriend, he was not willing to throw it away. Tucked away in the nightstand.

??He Pingsui hooked the paper with his fingertips, and pressed his palm against the edge of the drawer without moving.

??Meng Tinghe leaned over and urged him: "Hurry up,? I want to watch."

?? After a few seconds of silence, He Pingsui cruelly drew out the blueprint, and put his other hand around Meng Tinghe's waist, leading him back to the bed and sitting upright.

?? That blueprint was unfolded by him, ? spread on the light gray quilt.

??Although the paper is crumpled,? but the lines on it are still very clear.

?? What He Pingsui wanted to design was a casual outfit.From the traces on the blueprints, it can be seen that he has worked hard on the design, but the lines on it seem to be losing his mind, and the proportions are also extremely confusing.

??Meng Tinghe stared at the drawing for a while, pursed his lips, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

??At this moment, Mr. He is very sensitive,? Pressing Meng Tinghe's shoulder, his voice is muffled and aggrieved: "Didn't you just say it without laughing?"

??Meng Tinghe tried his best to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, and comforted him: "You read it wrong,? I didn't smile. You think,? That is,? It's good to have a specialization in art, and it's good to be able to do this with zero foundation .”

??Obviously speaking in a serious manner, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

??Meng Tinghe finished comforting his autistic boyfriend, ?dodged his hand trying to destroy the black history, and folded the blueprint carefully.

?? "I will take good care of it."

??Even if it is not perfect, he likes it very much.

??He Pingsui stared at Meng Tinghe's bright and beautiful eyes, stroked his hair, and turned his eyes away: "Okay. Continue to do the task."

??clothes, he may not have much talent, but the other thing... he still has the confidence to get it right.

??He Pingsui hid the ambition in his eyes, and together with Meng Tinghe looked at the game interface which had been left out for a long time.

??Because they suddenly ran to look at the design blueprints during the process of fighting monsters, the characters who lost the player's control directly faced the boss in a berserk state.

?? When they came back again, on the screen, Master Xian Yu was being protected by Wang Jie in his arms, and the two of them were violently beaten by the boss of the demon general until there was only a trace of blood left.

?? Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

??He Pingsui immediately started to manipulate, and beat the wildly dancing monster with his backhand, and ran away in a desperate manner while uttering harsh words.

?? "Are we... acting presumptuously on the territory of the demon race? My dear, how will the following plot go."

?? Playing games with the planner, not to mention other advantages, at least you can know the new plot and new gameplay as soon as possible.

??He Pingsui filled up the blood for the false introduction, and recalled the plot.

??The two of them went deep into the hinterland of the demon world, and met a demon general who had been severely beaten by Xianyu Zun on the way, and they started fighting before they could finish speaking.

??Meng Tinghe nodded: "Is that right? In the original plot, Xianyu is an upright leader, and he should be able to confront the evil forces in the end. But last time the program was wrong, and the subsequent plot was distorted. Drama."

??He Pingsui recalled that when their vests were still in place, the erroneous program made the mob identify with the wrong boss, and it also made him start to feel hostile towards Xianyu Zun.

?? Going around and going around, the person who is responsible for his emotional changes, whether in the game or in reality, is the same person.

"In another scenario, Xian Yu is the villain?" He Pingsui thought about what his boyfriend said, "Just now, except for that monster, no one else seems to have any special reaction to you."

?? The NPC thieves in this game are intelligent.Even if the non-family creatures are disguised, they will be recognized by the NPCs in the demon territory through their breath, and then they will be severely attacked.

?? But along the way just now, only the demon general who had a feud with Xianyu Zun fought with them, and everything else was harmonious.

"Because I changed the program, they now think I'm a big shot." Meng Tinghe looked at the map of the devil world shrouded in purple on the screen, and then at Wang Jie, who was guarding beside him, thoughtfully, "I Remember you seem to have an identity easter egg."

??He Pingsui paused, and his mind immediately came up with his test results when the race system was just released in this game.

??No explicit description, but a piece of dark gold and red intertwined, ominous and mysterious.

??Meng Tinghe tried his best to recall the easter egg program he set up at the beginning: "Your identity as a character, if there is no accident, should be the son of gods and demons."

?? As soon as you hear it, you have a big role to play.

"What about Xianyu's identity?"

??Meng Tinghe shook his head honestly: "I have a little idea, but I haven't thought about it."

??He Pingsui: "..." OK.

??…

??The two followed the previous plot to a new map plot. At the end, Meng Tinghe took Wang Jie to test his identity near the Holy Land of the Demon Realm.

?? After finishing the time-limited task, He Pingsui watched his boyfriend record the data on the file.

?? Having done so many missions together, Mr. He finally understood that this time-limited mission is not only to test the gameplay and plot, but also to inspire Meng Tinghe's inspiration.

?? Impromptu play can always stimulate people's potential.

??Meng Tinghe didn't avoid He Pingsui when he took the notes, so this person naturally looked at the records Meng Jihua wrote on the document.

??The perfection of the background stories of various races, the preparation of the formal trading system, let the character of Xiaozheng appear with Xianyu next time...huh?Play together? ?

??He Pingsui narrowed his eyes and questioned, "Your brother is here?"

?? "Well, the role of Xiaozheng is the nominal owner of Suihe Villa."

??He Pingsui thought of the brother-in-law controlling his brother-in-law, and said sourly, "You really dote on him."

??His mysterious identity and the special treatment of doing missions with Meng Tinghe were obtained by relying on his own European spirit and initiative, and that brat can do so many good things without doing anything.

??Meng Tinghe glanced at him with a smile: "Are you jealous? He and I are brothers after all, and to be honest, he is the one who spoils me most of the time."

??He Pingsui couldn't refute this point.In addition to his brother-in-law, there is also a group of Meng Tinghe's children, all of whom treat him as a baby.

??As Meng Tinghe's partner, He Pingsui was actually very happy to see him growing up like a little prince, pampered and pampered all the way.But this kind of happiness is mixed with some inexplicable complexity and unhappiness.

??He Pingsui once again ignited his ambition.

?? From now on, he will be the one who loves Meng Xiaohe the most.

??…

??After the room was plunged into darkness, He Pingsui put his arms around Meng Tinghe and asked him in a very soft voice: "Baby, in a few days... would you like to go with me to see my mother?"

?? In a few days, Qingming.

??The tightly drawn curtains blocked the light from the outside world, and the night light by the bed was also turned off.Meng Tinghe opened his eyes in the darkness, groped and gently touched He Pingsui's side face: "Okay."

??Because of emotion and reason, he should go.

??…

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?? "My mother said that the scenery here is beautiful, and she wants to come here."

??There was no sun on Qingming day, the sky was a little dark and gloomy, and the rain would not fall.

??He Pingsui drove Meng Tinghe on a somewhat detoured road, heading up the mountain.

??The two of them came to Yan City yesterday, and went out together early this morning to the cemetery where Yun Dian was.

?? Against the backdrop of the dark sky, the green and rolling mountains in the distance are a little darker.The mountains and the sky are connected into an abstract and dripping ink painting.

??The white chrysanthemum placed on the back seat of the car exuded a faint fragrance. Meng Tinghe leaned against the window glass and looked at the pine trees in the distance: "On the mountainside?"

??He Pingsui slowed down the car: "Well, we're almost there."

??This cemetery has a beautiful view, but the location is remote and the price is high. It is actually a bit deserted.

??He Pingsui parked the car, picked up the white chrysanthemum on the back seat, and walked in slowly with Meng Tinghe.

??The manager at the door is an old man in his 70s and [-]s. He is dressed in a clean and simple blue Chinese tunic suit and his white hair is well combed.

?? This wrinkled old man knew He Pingsui very well. Seeing him coming, he nodded to Meng Tinghe and said with a smile, "Mr. He, come to see your mother."

??He Pingsui nodded and greeted him.

?? "An old gentleman came to ask me just now if you are still there." The old man reminded He Pingsui shortly.

??What he didn't say is that the eyebrows and eyes of that gentleman and this Mr. He are very similar.

??But He Pingsui understood what he meant, and responded in a neutral manner, showing no emotion.

??The gate of the cemetery is halfway up the mountain, but in fact there is still a long way to go up to get there.

?? The long bluestone pavement was swept clean, but various weeds and moss grew in the cracks next to it.

??The air far away from the city center is very fresh, mixed with a little earthy smell of rain coming.

??The two walked up silently for more than ten minutes, and came to a relatively flat place.

??Every day around Yundian's tomb, people come to clean it, and not even a litter of leaves can be seen.And there was already a silent old man standing in front of the tomb.

??The old man was wearing a black suit, leaning on his iconic crutches, with a straight back, but his perennially sharp and indifferent eyes were a little lax at the moment, staring at the photo on the tombstone without speaking.

??He Pingsui held Meng Tinghe's hand tightly, walked behind him, and said in a very calm voice, "Dad."

??The back of the old man standing silently stiffened, he turned his head slowly and looked at his son: "You are here."

?? After speaking, he looked at the person next to him and nodded in greeting, "Xiao Meng."

??The old gentleman mentioned by the administrator is none other than He Pingsui's father, He Bairan.

??The author has something to say: Thank you Magnolia for the nutrient solution!Pooh!

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??The cuties have eaten all kinds of fried and fried delicious food during the Chinese New Year. Remember to drink plenty of water or herbal tea.

?? A Gu Mou, who did not want to be named, said so while covering his swollen and painful gums.