Forces of Temptation

The necklines of the clergy were starched and stiff.

Jiang Fang tugged at the neckline and moved around, but still felt that he couldn't break free from the suffocating bondage like a noose.

He was a little out of breath, so he was very irritable.

Wearing a long robe, the man with ear studs who played the role of "believer who came to the church to work for free" climbed up the stairs and saw the two standing side by side in front of the window. Without thinking too much, he greeted warmly: "Boss, Brother Nan——"

Jiang Fang turned half of his face, his gaze was as cold as the night: "Get lost."

The man with the stud ear was startled. Before the foot he just stepped out had time to touch the ground, he twisted 180 degrees and turned around quickly: "Okay."

Nan Zhou glanced at Jiang Fang curiously.

...It was the first time he saw Jiang Fang lose control of his emotions like this.

Jiang Fang has always been very elegant, smooth and gentle, he seems to be a bowl of water to everyone, without prejudice, and his love is boundless.

Given Nanzhou's insensitive sensitivity to human feelings, he couldn't quite understand why Jiang Fang, who was clearly wearing such a smiling face, made the team members stay away.

However, the stud man failed to answer his doubts, but fled downstairs on his own.

"……Walk?"

After a long silence, Jiang Fang continued the topic.

The irritability and depression in his active voice just now were hastily cleaned up, and his tone was light and even a little erratic: "Where are you going?"

Nan Zhou: "I'm not sure either."

Nan Zhou: "But I won't go with you."

Jiang Fang was a little dazed, but when he came back to his senses, the smile on the corner of his mouth tended to spread.

He muttered: "'You'?"

He clenched his fingers in front of him, gritted his teeth, and repeated sourly: "...'you'?"

Jiang Fang's tone was too subtle, and Nan Zhou couldn't help but reflect on whether he had used the wrong pronouns.

After confirming that it was correct, Nan Zhou raised his head and said affirmatively, "Yes, it has always been you."

Nan Zhou knew that everyone in the team wanted to get close to him, but they were afraid of him.

The only real close connection he has with this team is Jiang Fang.

But on the other hand, although Nan Zhou is not sensitive, he can also know what is far and near, hot and cold.

Jiang Fang wanted to hug him countless times, but he would let go when he gave a response.

Only one night, when he was awakened by an unexplained nightmare, he would use his fingertips to penetrate under his pillow, and gently touch his knuckles, seeking some kind of comfort.

With Nanzhou's thin experience in getting along with people, he couldn't analyze the reason for this.

From his point of view, he and Jiang Fang lived and died together, and now, you are still you, and I am still me.

Jiang Fang lowered his voice and asked him, "Where do you want to go?"

Nanzhou: "Go for a walk. Maybe find other teams and go through other dungeons."

Jiang Fang: "Can't you make a copy with us?"

Nan Zhou: "It's different."

Jiang Fang: "What's the difference?"

The two originally asked one question and answered the other, with a calm tone and a harmonious atmosphere, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

But Nan Zhou noticed that Jiang Fang clasped the wrist of the other hand with one hand, as if he was suppressing a certain desire that was about to move in his body.

His usually steady hands were shaking.

This rare scene made Nan Zhou feel genuinely worried.

He asked back, "Brother Fang, are you feeling well?"

... It's not uncomfortable, it's something wrong.

This is so wrong.

In Jiang Fang's hands, the game that had always been orderly and well-managed was turned upside down.

Jiang Fang tried not to look at Nanzhou now, because he needed to restrain himself and not be distracted.

The desire that surged up in him in an instant was like a powerful tide, about to engulf the Nanzhou.

He wanted to lock him up, trap him, not let him go anywhere.

Jiang Fang is a cunning rabbit, and he is always used to leaving a way out for himself.

He knew where Nan Zhou's weakness was.

Nanzhou seems to be invincible, and the only natural enemy is the full moon.

But Jiang Fang has watched "Eternal Day" countless times, and he knows that Nanzhou has a weakness that he may not even be aware of.

——In his head, lived a little white peacock.

It was the product of the Light Charm strain taking root in his brain.

It is not only his source of strength, but also his most vulnerable handle.

In other words, Nanzhou's spirit is quite fragile.

If Jiang Fang wanted to, he could take advantage of Nan Zhou's absolute trust in him at this time, and physically destroy Nan Zhou's spirit to pieces.

But Jiang Fang did nothing.

He just trembled his hands slightly, stood side by side with him, looked at the moon, and let the tide in his heart tear his rationality apart and reassemble it again.

Seeing that Jiang Fang didn't answer, Nan Zhou didn't pursue the matter any more.

"It's different," he said.

Jiang Fang was dragged by the mood like a high-altitude bounce, and asked the most critical question that he had been avoiding in a steady tone——

"why?"

Why do you want to leave suddenly?

Did you do something yourself?Did it make him angry?

Jiang Fang kept trying to recall the details of how he got along with him these days, and his heart ached from thinking about it.

Nanzhou repeated: "'Why'?"

Then, the two fell into a strange and long silence and looked at each other.

Looking at his own reflection in his eyes, Jiang Fang suddenly came to his senses.

Nan Zhou was also asking him, "Why".

Nan Zhou touched his heart, reminiscing about the action of drawing circles on the stained glass parallel to the position of his heart today, trying to draw people into his heart.

But at that moment, he clearly realized that Jiang Fang didn't want to be surrounded by him.

Because he is not human.

Nan Zhou read many books.

Those books were about human society, and a fixed program was implanted in his brain, which almost made him think that he was also a human being.

But that had nothing to do with him after all.

He cannot dissect himself.

He can't tell if his happiness is also due to the secretion of dopamine.

He wondered if his love also came from pheromones.

According to the book, a man does not have the female organs to reproduce and reproduce, and he has all the male sexual characteristics in appearance, but because he is not a human being, he cannot even be sure whether he can conceive.

Nanzhou is just Nanzhou in the virtual world.

He is not cute.

Because no matter how much he looks like a human being, he is still not a human being.

Nan Zhou said: "You have been pushed away by the power behind the game. Your purpose is to survive, pass the level, and get out alive. But my purpose is different from yours."

"I don't even know where I'm going if I die here."

"Should I return to Neverland? Or disappear completely?"

"So, I want to leave you and find another way to get close to that power."

"Then……"

He didn't say what happened next.

Compared with Jiang Fang's silence, Nan Zhou was honest enough.

But he could also feel tiny, cutting pains at the apex of his heart.

This feeling was too strange, and Nan Zhou didn't know how to avoid it, so he could only let himself be tortured by the unreasonable sourness in his heart while looking at Jiang Fang seriously.

"Brother Fang, you are my best friend."

He articulated clearly, "I think... I was born to spend these few months with you. This may be the same as everything I have experienced before. It is a plot in a book, but this is a very happy plot. Happier than every single day I’ve spent in this small town, combined.”

Jiang Fang opened his mouth.

There are many things he wants to talk about.

They may be played by the initiator until they die in a copy.

It is also possible that the instigator will get tired of playing with them one day, crush them to death like ants, or throw them out of the game and let them return to their respective lives.

Of course, Jiang Fang believed that there was a deeper conspiracy brewing behind this.

The game is improving little by little, and the copies are updated little by little.

They are in it and feel deeply.

Up to now, their various modules such as the storage tank system, teammate system, and game reward system have been running quite smoothly.

The role of a group of them is more like a game tester.

Jiang Fang never placed his hope on the benevolence of these behind-the-scenes people, but it was not hopeless.

If the other party can see their value in their eyes, then, is there a chance for him to beg for an identity for Nanzhou in the cracks?

Jiang Fang has been thinking about these things.

He was always planning for Nanzhou.

It's just that he couldn't say it.

He never made unsure promises, and he didn't know where his future was.

He didn't even know whether he should make his own claim and plan his future for Nanzhou.

Is this the best solution for him?

Nan Zhou kept staring at Jiang Fang's lips quietly, hoping that he could hear something from his mouth.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Fang was quiet.

It's just that there are extremely complicated emotions surging in his eyes, the eddies under the sea surface and the criss-crossing ocean currents.

That is his soul struggling fiercely between reason and indulgence.

But Nan Zhou didn't understand.

He only felt that Jiang Fang was apologizing and avoiding something.

So, Nan Zhou finally stopped holding unnecessary expectations and hopes.

"Brother Fang, you don't have to be sorry." Nan Zhou put his hand on Jiang Fang's shoulder, and patted Jiang Fang comfortingly, "Our relationship may not be as good as I imagined. You just don't like me, that's okay. What."

He was cold and nonchalant, and even the farewell that was rehearsed in advance was calm and sweet: "Brother Fang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Jiang Fang's heart beat violently.

When his palms were closed and closed again, a pair of shiny silver handcuffs appeared there.

He properly hid this silver light and carried it behind his back so that Nan Zhou would not see it.

With a painful heart like this, he asked Nan Zhou in a relaxed tone: "Then do you want to sleep together today?"

Nan Zhou: "Yes."

He chose to bid farewell in advance, also to make the parting less unexpected, so that both parties should be prepared.

Nanzhou has always been very polite.

They returned to the room side by side, as they had done so many nights before.

That night, too, they lay face to face in the church bells, as they do now.

Jiang Fang touched his arms and chest over and over again, as if it was a rare emotional presumptuousness before saying goodbye.

In fact, he was measuring and calculating how long the rope would be needed to tie Nan Zhou after controlling him.

He heard Nan Zhou ask him: "Brother Fang, what do you want to do after you go out?"

Jiang Fang's fingertips rested on his shoulder like a butterfly.

"After going out..." Jiang Fang said softly, "Who knows."

……

Time went back to the present.

"After going out..."

Jiang Fang adjusted his sleeping position, and there was a little smile in the ending: "What does Teacher Nan want to do?"

Nan Zhou, who had no memory at all, forgot all those redundant troubles.

He thought about it seriously: "Go and see the sea."

Jiang Fang stroked the hair on his forehead: "[Brain Invasion] In that world, isn't there crossing the sea?"

Nan Zhou: "I didn't read it carefully at that time. It's also different from the one in the book."

Jiang Fang: "There's no need to wait until we go out, we'll go see it tomorrow."

Nan Zhou: "Really?"

Jiang Fang: "Really. Think again, what do you want to do after you go out?"

Nan Zhou asked solemnly: "In the outside world, will there be as many cars as here?"

Jiang Fang said: "Yes. We will too. At that time, we will buy a RV and go camping around the world."

Nan Zhou: "Can a car drive all over the world?"

Jiang Fang: "Yes, as long as there is a road, we can go there."

Nan Zhou was sleepy from what he said, and said vaguely, "That's a very, very long way."

Jiang Fang could hear the sleepiness in his work, and coaxingly softened his voice: "Walk slowly, keep walking until we reach a place where we can't walk, and we won't go. We live together as well. Die and die together."

Nan Zhou fell asleep with his pillow on the dream Jiang Fang had constructed for him.

In the dream, he dreamed of the church again, and a dialogue with a faceless man at the window.

That conversation seemed not very pleasant. After waking up, he forgot all the content as usual, but the feeling still remained in his chest, which made him stunned for a while.

Until Jiang Fang silently hugged him in his arms, and rubbed his chin affectionately against his ears.

"Good morning."

……

Although the hotel they were staying in was cheap, it had its own cafeteria on the ground floor and sold breakfast coupons.

The group room rate paid by the tour group includes a free breakfast coupon per person.

The three of "Cubic Ark" washed up briefly, and when they came to the restaurant, they didn't see Shao Mingzhe, but they saw the young couple with dark circles first.

Facing the little food on the plate, they stuffed it into their mouths one by one.

...After waking up at three o'clock, they couldn't fall asleep at all.

Full of energy, Li Yinhang took the initiative to greet them, "Good morning."

Cao Shuguang yawned: "Morning."

Before he could properly end the yawn, Li Yinhang said with a smile: "Yesterday's ticket—"

...Cao Shuguang almost choked this yawn into his throat.

Yesterday, Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang borrowed them 400 baht to buy tickets for the lowering performance.

According to the agreement, they need to pay back 800.

What does it mean to open the door and lose money, that's it.

After paying the money obediently, the sleepy couple immediately cheered up and brought over a dozen slices of dry bread, a plate of mint sauce, and two large bowls of Tom Yum Kung noodle soup.

Their energy reserves for the day depended on this meal in the morning.

Sitting in a restaurant smelling of exotic food, with the faint mint smell of toothpaste in his mouth, and waking up his sleepy mind in the morning breeze, Li Yinhang had the real feeling of being in a foreign land.

Yesterday, she came in a hurry and was so focused on her mission that her feelings were not as strong as they are now.

Li Yinhang's ultimate hobby is to save money, and the farthest travel is to leave home to go to university. He did not expect to have the first experience of traveling abroad in the dungeon.

With a bit of secret excitement and anticipation, Li Yinhang placed his first chopsticks on a plate of Tom Yum Kung noodles in front of him.

... Then she silently put down her chopsticks.

The familiar lemon-scented dishwashing liquid is mixed with lemongrass, and mixed with a strong peppery smell, which makes her eyes straighten.

Nan Zhou held the bowl very seriously, feeding himself noodles at a constant speed with one chopstick at a time.

Looks like a good feed.

Li Yinhang grinned straight at the sight: "... Is it delicious?"

Nan Zhou said sincerely, "It's better than mine."

Li Yinhang: "..." That's true.

"Put it up first." Jiang Fang folded his hands, pressed his chin, and said with a gentle smile, "Today I will take you to eat really delicious food."

Li Yinhang asked in surprise, "Don't you want to do the mission?"

"No." Jiang Fang said, "Let's go to see the sea."

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