krypton gold law of love

It was March and April, and it was supposed to be a warm spring with endless rain.

The last few days have been wet and cold, making people dream back to December overnight. Fortunately, it finally cleared up this morning and enjoyed a good weather for drying clothes.

At the corner of the street, the sunlight came in obliquely from outside the milk tea shop, and it was just shining on the heads of several melons that were gathered together.

"Isn't this the result of your krypton gold krypton? That's it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, 50 yuan? 50 yuan! I love the ugly one out of krypton too!"

The boy carried his schoolbag and hung it on his twisted school uniform: "This is the hottest game in the past few years, counting up and down three grades, who can resist not drawing cards? Can you bear it? Huh? "

"When I think about my cub staying in a dark space all day long, the only time he can see outsiders is when he starts the game, I feel restless and want to get into the game to accompany him...or he can come out to find me! I sell games Raise him!"

Another boy glanced at him: "Is it really so fun?"

"It's fun! The main reason is that the company's original paintings are very real and have a great sense of substitution. We are the bottom consumers. I heard that even some very powerful big bosses are playing!"

"Damn it, what kind of krypton will it be?"

"Then it must be life and death, and it's not short of money, and I also heard that this time there is a new super awesome Tiancai-level SSR called——"

"Excuse me, the brown sugar pearls you want." A hand stretched out from the table, which happened to be exposed to the sun, and the eyes of the little ghosts flickered, and they vaguely felt that the arm was glowing white.

Subconsciously raised his head, suddenly a person burst into his eyes.

The man is about 1.7 meters tall and looks just grown up. He is wearing a coffee-colored milk tea shop uniform over a white shirt and a pair of old canvas shoes underneath. He has red lips, white teeth and bright eyes. Same.

Where did the children see this battle before, they were dumbfounded for a while, and they didn't even enjoy the game anymore.

Jiang Mian lowered the tray, twitched her eyebrows slightly, and thoughtfully put three cups of milk tea on the table, then slapped each child's chin before nodding, and turned to leave in self-satisfaction.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

"Then what... the Tiancai-level SSR you mentioned... does it look good with this brother?"

"No, no..." The boy with the mobile phone took a big mouthful of milk tea and murmured, "Mom, I seem to have seen a fairy..."

"Mom, me too..."

Jiang Mian didn't hear the group of elementary school students discussing the game. In fact, he is now... ah, no, he is just floating, and he is still in a dazed state.

Just now, he retracted the smiling expression facing the small customer, and there was a hint of melancholy of beating a worker on his pretty face.

Sad.

Really sad.

Who would have thought that just a day ago, he was still a game character who just needed to be fed by players?

His big villa, his big soft bed, and his 24K pure gold bedside lamp!

Every time that person comes, the bedside lamp will automatically turn on, and when he gets up, a cup of hot milk will already be placed on the table.

Although he will never be able to walk out of the gate of the villa, the days of house travel are considered comfortable. Who would have thought that when he opened his eyes, he would be on the street late at night?There is rain in all directions, and there is a small cool breeze when you open your mouth.

Fortunately, he wore a pajamas before going to bed——

"Jiang Mian!"

Jiang Mian looked up at the door: "Sister Qing? You called me?"

Zhou Qing covered her eyes exaggeratedly, "Oh, don't point that face at me, I feel inferior!"

Jiang Mian let out a groan, and raised her hand to touch a leaflet, standing between the two of them, Zhou Qing laughed, and then stared at the advertisement of "Great opening discount only [-]% off" Ci said: "How about it, can we talk now?"

Jiang Mian let out an "ah" and tilted her head behind the paper in confusion, "What did you say?"

"If you want me to tell you, don't be angry with your family, and go out in high-end pajamas in the middle of the night. If I didn't open the door early today and lend you a set of employee uniforms, are you going to sit at the door like that?"

Jiang Mian: "..."

Zhou Qing continued: "You look like a noble young master who was raised by a rich family. You work as a servant in my shop for nothing. Every time I see your face, I'm afraid that my life will be shortened."

Jiang Mian: "Ah, actually——"

Zhou Qing: "Well, I'll take you in for three days at most, and when you leave, help me do publicity, bring more friends over to play, and I'll give you a [-]% discount!" The friends of handsome guys must also be handsome guys. At that time, she still used it to advertise the store?

Jiang Mian: "Oh." He has no friends, he is a lonely ghost.

Zhou Qing pulled down the flyer: "Don't sigh, the crown will fall off."

Jiang Mian: "Alas."

Zhou Qing: "..."

She said sincerely: "With your face, you shouldn't be unhappy."

Whenever Jiang Mian lowered his eyes and was wronged, it would make people feel that it was not him who was wrong, but the whole world.

The young man in front of him was indeed in good shape, not just average.

It's the kind of exquisiteness that seems to be pinched inch by inch, from the hair to the soles of the feet, there is one word-expensive.

That face is even more bewitching, the end of the eye is slightly upturned, the eyelashes cast a shadow on the tail, the eyebrows are gorgeous but the pupil color is transparent, it seems to be able to talk, just looking at it makes people want to spend money on him to win him smile.

Zhou Qing has never seen a person who wears employee uniforms like a catwalk...never seen a silly child who tricked him into making a living sign with a cup of sweet milk tea.

"Then let's talk about it, the clothes will be given to you, the landline in the store is behind the counter, you can call a car to pick it up yourself, and your hair... Forget it, you look good even with a rainbow on your head." Zhou Qing was very busy today, so she turned around and walked out of the store. Jiang Mian glanced at it from the side before obediently taking down the leaflet on the partition.

He also wanted to call for a luxury car, but the problem was that he didn't have a single number he could call.Last night when he looked around flustered, the voice that appeared in his ear disappeared.

"What do I need to find players to survive? Where do I go to find them? The real world is so big, and I don't give specific coordinates. Even the information of 'indifference' is blindly given!" Jiang Mian thumped the table, sad Exclaimed: "I'm still a Piao - it's too miserable."

But he seems to be good-looking, quite in line with the aesthetics of a living person, with a face on his face, who would believe that he is not a human?

Fortunately, I can still brush my face, otherwise I would really be a lonely ghost who sleeps in the open.

Jiang Mian raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and when he noticed something, he turned his head and looked to the side, and saw the three children just looking at him without blinking, and then he boldly raised his hand and said to him: "Little brother, what are you doing?" He is handsome and has such cool hair!"

Jiang Mian: "???"

"Everyone of our classmates has white hair. With your natural hair color, if you enter the school, you will be demerited—no, you will be confessed!"

Jiang Mian: "..." Huh?

He thought of something and walked over, and asked in a low voice, "You mean, children with this kind of hair like it the most?"

His hair grew by himself, could it be that his player is a child?That's why he was chosen as his character in the game? ...No way, it's not good for kids to krypton too much.

Even his water glasses are limited edition crystal models, so he can't be beaten to death by his parents?

"No, no, no," the talking child took a sip of pearls before he dared to look at Jiang Mian, "This person is very different from other people. I'm talking about ordinary white hair, which is more eye-catching, and when he grows up like an elder brother, he looks like a king." People with colored hair, let alone children, from eight years old to eighty years old, can be killed."

Jiang Mian: "Oh." The player range has expanded again.

"Hey, don't sigh - I can wake up from a dream with a smile if I keep doing this!" Like a super SSR.

Jiang Mian didn't talk to the children any more. There was a customer calling for someone behind him. He remembered what Zhou Qing had told him and hurried over, leaving behind him a back view.

The glass windows of the milk tea shop are big and clean, and the sun has turned a few degrees in such a short time, and the light that comes in through the glass windows hits the back of Jiang Mian's neck, making him feel a little stinging.

Whether it's a ghost or not, you still have to be careful.

Jiang Mian raised her hand to cover it quietly, and listened to the order with distracted eyes, unaware that under the sun, that hand became slightly transparent, with psychedelic flickering spots of light.

Several children scanned the QR code to pay, and walked out of the store step by step.

"what--"

"Why, still miss your 50 yuan?"

"Not really, it's just that I realized a truth..."

"what?"

The little classmate said in a trance: "The king really shines."

After three days in the store with food and lodging, Zhou Qing finally removed the filter of wealth and honor for Jiang Mian, and reviewed him from the perspective of the boss again.

"Xiao Jiang, are you really not lying to me?"

Jiang Mian had a thick stack of leaflets on his arm, and he didn't sweat even in the hot weather, but he was cool and cool.

"Without Sister Qing, I really don't have any money, I just barely have a face to look at."

Zhou Qing: "... Then you were in a car accident?"

The car couldn't kill him, so Jiang Mian muttered softly, "...No."

Zhou Qing: "Have you lost your memory?"

Jiang Mian: "No, I'm a normal...human."

"Then you really have no relatives? Homeless people?"

Jiang Mian stood up: "There is this! I'm not a wandering little Jiang, I still have connections with this world!"

Zhou Qing stared at this face for a few days, and was seven or eight points immune to this face, so she looked at Jiang Mian and said, "Do you know the contact information of the other party?"

"...I don't know." After Jiang Mian finished speaking, he hurriedly said, "But I'm sure of one thing!"

Zhou Qing was suspicious: "What?"

Jiang Mian, a new migrant worker, sincerely reminisced: "Ah, he must be very rich!"