I'm flirting with God in the infinite game

Being able to see the four seasons at a glance may be a great advantage in the virtual world.

Especially for the monotonous "new world" and the "old world" that has lost its sky.

Lu Zhi stretched his fingers out of the door, as if he could touch the colorful falling cherry blossoms flowing gently through his palm.

No matter what's going on outside, Bai Ren always has the feeling that God has left a corner for the world to breathe, and it finally allows him to breathe smoothly.

The pair of foxes outside the door have changed from "winter" to "spring", and they look even more lazy when they are covered by cherry blossoms.

They leaned against each other, passing each other the cherry blossom petals falling from the tip of each other's noses.

It makes people envious.

"Come here for tea." Bai Ren called him from the tea table.

His tone of voice was not as distant as before.

But Lu Zhi liked him so much, he even felt that from the first day, they should be like this, as if they had experienced 20 years together.

Looking away from the cherry blossom bushes outside the door, Lu Zhi casually glanced at the potted flowers in the window.

It is said to be a flower, but it cannot be called a flower.

Because there are no flowers at all.

When he came here for the first time, Lu Zhi noticed that there were 35 pots in total, and each pot contained a pile of soil at a depth of three centimeters below the edge, but there were no flowers in the soil, not even buds, only the porcelain white flower pots. The number plates are neatly pasted, from one to 35.

When Lu Zhi passed by, he took a closer look, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there seemed to be a small, sharp bud trying to break through the ground in a pot.

Just be fat in vain, he said to the little bud in his heart.

I don't know why, just seeing a bud grow, he actually felt a kind of joy that everything is waiting.

Glancing before turning around, the number of the potted flower is 3.

"The tea is cold again."

Without urging him, Bai Ren just poured out the cold one and brewed him another cup.

"Bai Ren—" Lu Zhi sat in front of him, staring at his hands making tea seriously.

"I have something to tell you." Bai Ren interrupted him without raising his head.

"I have something to do too." Lu Zhi raised his eyes and said, looking at his eyes half covered by his drooping hair.

"I said it first." Bai Ren put down the teapot and looked at him.

Lu Zhi smiled, and looked at him like a puppy asking for petting: "I have a thick skin, and I don't follow the rules."

Bai Ren moved his lips, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips: "Say it."

"Bai Ren, what is your most beautiful flower?"

Bai Ren's hands clinging to the thin cup almost slipped, and he tried his best not to let the tea spill out.

Before Bai Ren could answer, Lu Zhi said again: "The lily of the valley in our hometown, the flower language is happiness."

The cherry blossoms outside the door projected pink light and shadow on Bai Ren's soft hair, leaving a shallow reflection on his eyebrows, and Bai Ren looked at him with cherry blossom-like eyes.

"Have you heard that poem?" Lu Zhi asked him.

"Ok?"

"If I send you a book

i won't send you poetry

I want to give you a book about plants, about crops

Tell you the difference between rice and weeds

Let me tell you about the spring when a weed is in fear. "

"It was written by a poet I like very much. But if I want to give it to you, I will give you a book with lily of the valley, and tell you how the seed named after happiness is walking towards its spring .”

"But now, I can't find a book to give you."

"But Bai Ren." He approached him, propping one hand on the sofa behind him, breathing entangled with him, "I still want to give you something."

He took out his other hand from behind, and in the palm of his hand lay a bookmark, on which dozens of irregularly shaped dots were dotted with a light brown pen.

Bai Ren took it from his palm, and looked at it attentively. The light brown dots were honey-colored under the light, as if they really had a little sweetness.

"Why didn't you ask me what I painted?" Lu Zhi's lips almost touched the tip of his nose, and even the simple breathing made him itch, but he didn't dodge anything, and said, "Lily of the valley?"

Lu Zhi smiled, and with this smile, thousands of streams of heat burned on his face, and Bai Ren's ears turned red again.

"Reward for guessing right." Lu Zhi brushed his lips against his understatement, and then stepped back, sitting upright as if nothing had happened.

"I like green lily-of-the-valleys, lily-of-the-valleys that are as green as grass. But I have never seen them, so I can only draw a few seeds for you."

Bai Ren looked at the bookmark in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Because green represents unwavering determination." Lu Zhi took a light breath, "Bai Ren, if I give you a green lily of the valley, will you go home with me?"

Bai Ren raised his head.

"My hometown is full of lilies of the valley." He seemed to be speaking very sincerely, with an abnormally serious expression.

When Lu Zhi's eyes were so hot that he couldn't breathe, Lu Zhi suddenly smiled again, and returned to that loose look, "Isn't this sentence quite tempting to hear?"

"I know we can't go back, whether it's your hometown or mine." Lu Zhi pointed to the lily-of-the-valley seed bookmark held between Bai Ren's fingers, and said, "But I did give you a green lily-of-the-valley. .”

Green lily of the valley.

Give you happiness, unswervingly.

The room was empty and boundless, only the transparent air was circling them. The goldfish in the fish tank swung their tails and made a splashing sound like a rain of flower petals. Falling unsteadily on their shoulders.

"Bai Ren."

Lu Zhi called his name again.

Why is this name so nice.

Every time he calls, he thinks so.

"If we still have 50 years, I will spend half of the time looking at you, studying the flowers you like, traveling the mountains and seas you want to see, and using the remaining half to accompany you to experience all these human things once."

"If we still have [-] days left, I will find a place to slowly forget the time with you, do meaningless things one by one, and waste the last day peacefully."

"But we only have thirteen days, Bai Ren, the beauty of the day, I don't want to let it down for a second."

Night fell at that moment, there were no lights in the dark night, only the sound of lingering breathing and two pairs of eyes soaked in water.

The two little snow foxes buried their heads in the cherry blossom petals and closed their eyes.

A shooting star pierced the Milky Way, trailing its long tail in the dark, sweeping across the sky in slow, gentle trembling.

The Milky Way is blurred with hazy smoke, falling at the same time as the meteor.

The shooting star seems to be divided into tens of millions of strands, wrapping around the Milky Way, shining brightly on the cool spring night.

At that last moment, the most eye-catching beam was issued.

The Milky Way was completely enveloped and became a piece of milky white light.

The meteor crashes into the Milky Way, and the Milky Way embraces the meteor.

In the last lazy entanglement, promise to wrap each other forever.

The two snow foxes showed their little pink noses and laughed along with Chun Ye.

When he woke up from Bai Ren's bed, the sky was already bright pink.

There was no sign of Bai Ren in the room, there was a cup of always warm milk and some breakfast by the bed, and a note.

[I will eat hot pot another day, eat these in the morning - Bai]

After drinking the milk in the glass in one gulp, and wiping off the milky white stains around his mouth with his fingers, Lu Zhi smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up.

He walked slowly to the fish tank, Xiaobai was going around the tank to tease the fish, with his nose against the glass of the tank, baring his fangs like a cat and whimpering in a low voice, without the slightest sense of being a dog.

"Xiaobai, let me ask the second question now." Lu Zhi pinched the fish food by the side of the fish tank and sprinkled a slice into it.

Xiao Bai frowned vigilantly, his tail hair fluffed up like a pure white feather duster with wings.

"You can only ask questions about the game, Lu Zhi!" Xiao Bai patted his little wings and said.

For the first question, he only said the word "Bai Ren" before being stopped by Xiao Bai.

"You can't ask about anything other than games!"

Xiaobai said.

He really didn't mean to ask Bai Ren.

But Xiaobai's reaction was too funny.

His first question, Lu Ting, is he still in the game?

"Still"

It was Xiaobai's answer after searching for [-] seconds.

So, second question.

"Can Bai Ren survive all the remaining games in the future?"

Xiaobai drooped his wings, and after a long time made a "woo" sound, and then said:

"The 'future' is based on a splicing of events made up of multiple factors. Differences in any of these factors may lead the person to a different ending. Therefore, it is impossible to give a clear answer about the outcome of the 'future' in terms of the algorithm. .”

"It's just calculated according to the probability." Lu Zhi took out a new pack of snacks and threw it to Xiaobai. "The calculation is based on covering all current events and people who may co-exist in the same space."

With sharp eyes, Xiaobai took a bite of the snack, and swung his snowball-like head up to swallow it.

"Calculating the current incidents and companions that may threaten Bai Ren's safety, and Bai Ren's current capabilities, the probability that Bai Ren can survive all the remaining games in the future is 99.999%."

"It's still less than [-] percent." Lu Zhi sighed, poured a small bag of virtual fish food into the fish tank, picked out a set of clothes from Bai Ren's closet, put them on, and walked out of Beichen Cabin .

The moment he landed, Lu Zhi found that the bustling hall a few hours ago had completely changed.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the projection board that originally said [ForEach].

Those hundreds of words in thousands of languages ​​are now replaced by a half-human with a kind face.

Lu Zhi leaned against a wall, turned his head to look at the Beichen cabin belonging to Bai Ren, which had disappeared from sight.

There was an unreasonable sadness in my heart for no reason.

For a long time afterwards, Lu Zhi thought, if only he had believed his intuition at that time.

Because if he knew that the meeting before separation would almost become their last time, Lu Zhi would not leave even if he died.

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Note: The poem "If I Send You a Book" originated from the poet Yu Xiuhua.

感谢在2021-04-1023:57:49~2021-04-1113:34:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: don't eat 1 fish;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ah Xun 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Yingli Shahua; 6 bottles of Xixi; 5 bottles of Bailiu's Qian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!