Forces of Temptation

Jiang Fang's small movements of wrapping his hair stopped.

Nan Zhou turned sideways with no tiredness in his eyes.

Jiang Fang was still instinctively afraid of such aimless sight.

With a purposeful eye, you can deal with it mentally.

However, aimless eyes are the most difficult thing for Jiang Fang to deal with.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his fingers, but his palms retreated halfway, then turned over, and naturally pressed his warm palms against Nan Zhou's ears: "Aren't you sleepy?"

He needs to practice more.

Nan Zhou shook his head.

"I'm thinking about you." He drew closer to Jiang Fang, "I can't fall asleep thinking about it."

Even though he knew what he was talking about, Jiang Fang's face still had a slight fever uncontrollably, and he could only hastily respond with a habitual smile: "It's not been a long time."

But Nan Zhou said: "We, it must have been a long time since we saw each other?"

The two were silent for a while.

Jiang Fang lightly touched Nan Zhou's ear with his tail finger.

From top to bottom, cherish and care.

Jiang Fang said, "Tell me what you guessed. I'll add as I see fit."

Nan Zhou was silent for a while, and simply sorted out what he wanted to say in his mind.

He said, "I know, you are Mr. Apple Tree. You planted the apple tree in front of my window."

After finishing speaking, he carefully looked at Jiang Fang's face, waiting for his feedback.

Jiang Fang smiled: "Yeah."

Even in the official Gravity game, he planted an apple tree in his storage slot.

Although it is less than a year old, it still can't bear fruit, but the heart to plant apples for him has been there since the first time I saw him.

After getting Jiang Fang's affirmation, Nan Zhou continued: "You also gave me the Antarctic Star."

Nanjixing is a creature in the copy of "Homeland Island", and there is no reason for it to appear in its own world.

Like the apple tree, it is a gift brought from a foreign land.

After making a judgment, Nan Zhoufu became curious again: "At that time, why did you avoid me? Why didn't you come out to see me?"

Jiang Fang's heart suddenly tightened.

At that time, he knew that Nan Zhou was being besieged by other players.

In many strategy posts, players are enthusiastically discussing how unpredictable the dungeon boss is, or insulting the cunning boss and cheating their level selection, or praising Nanzhou's design, and its instant response ability is too real and against the sky, It can be called one of the miracles in the history of games.

Jiang Fang saw everything, but he didn't take too much notice and didn't intervene.

To him, it was just a game character.

Even when he saw the unhealed wound under his clothes through the window of the library, Jiang Fang thought it was just a calculation of the game, some kind of delicate design.

As a result, the momentary heartache of witnessing the wound also became funny.

He is a false character.

You are too serious.

But now, that person was lying openly in front of him.

Because of her sleeping position, the white shirt around her waist was rolled up, exposing her flexible waistline.

Jiang Fang's hand slid down slowly, supporting his waist.

The skin there has an unusual softness and adsorption.

Jiang Fang stroked his waist and replied, "I thought you were fake."

So, when you need it most, I stand by.

When you were most isolated and helpless, I clearly saw it, but I didn't have time to do anything.

Hearing this, Nan Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and immediately let out a thoughtful "ah".

Jiang Fang's eyes moved down, trying to avoid the disappointment in his eyes, but he accidentally saw the hideous scar extending from the hem of his clothes.

As soon as his heart ached, he heard Nan Zhou come up with an argument: "Then I must be very important."

Jiang Fang: "...?"

Nanzhou threw out the argument: "You think I'm a fake, but you gave a fake person an apple tree and the Antarctic star."

Jiang Fang: "..."

Then, he sent out a soulful question: "Have you sent these to other game characters?"

It can be said that the arguments are precise, the arguments are detailed, and the rhetorical questions are powerful.

Jiang Fang's heart lightened, and the fingers on his waist lightly tapped the waistline that was still beautiful and smooth when he was lying on his side: "No."

Just made a fool of yourself once.enough.

Nan Zhou didn't look very grateful, but just stated calmly: "I miss Mr. Apple Tree very much, so I drew your portrait. At first, I painted on the streets, but later many people came to Neverland , they all wanted to kill me, I was worried that you would be recognized, so I erased the paintings on the street and only painted you in the diary."

Jiang Fang felt slightly sour: "I know."

He once invaded Nan Zhou's attic and read his diary.

He still remembered the astonishment and surprise when he accidentally met the "girl who planted the apple tree" face to face when he turned to a certain page.

Nan Zhou: "The painting is not good-looking. Because the painting comes and goes, you don't come."

Nan Zhou: "Then, you came."

"Yi Shuige said that after the game "Gravity" got out of control, you are the only survivor."

"Calculating the time, there has been no new players in Nevertown for a long time, but one day, I noticed that a team of new players suddenly appeared."

On that very day, he chased his apple and jumped off the roof, fell into the balcony, opened the door, and picked up his good friend.

"—you're in that room, aren't you?"

Jiang Fang didn't nod or shake his head, but just looked at him tenderly.

"Then you took me away." Nan Zhou said, "Because it was love at first sight, I would also like to follow you."

"That '.', is us too, isn't it?"

Yes.

"." That's them.

This full stop is the name Jiang Fang gave his team.

He hoped that one day, they would be able to draw a successful conclusion to the unexplained but endless death and reincarnation.

The existence of "." is a blessing.

In the following days, they slowly tested and trusted each other, and then built an unbreakable bond between life and death.

Of course, there are other things that are quietly emerging.

Jiang Fang gradually realized that Nan Zhou was a warm and emotional person.

He will be angry because of his scheming in the storage compartment.

When he passed out, he would blow the breath of alcohol in his face.

He would hug himself and keep saying that he wanted to color himself.

Jiang Fang could no longer convince himself that he was just an unattainable fairy tale in his youth, the prince he wanted to save.

He realistically lay in his arms, sitting opposite him.

He complained a little distressed after drinking, I seem to have reproductive urges for you.

Nanzhou guessed: "We should have walked a long way together, I should like you very much, and then we encountered some kind of difficulty... It should be a dead end. I choose to use my memory to do it with Gaowei people. After the transaction, I will be separated from you.'.'That's how it is."

The Gaowei people also use the "." points in the past six months as the baseline for the official version of the game.

The things that Nanzhou can guess, that's all.

Jiang Fang made a comment at this moment: "It's really stupid."

I don't know who this evaluation is for, because when he said this, his eyes were not looking at Nan Zhou.

But Nan Zhou accepted this evaluation and retorted seriously: "Not stupid."

Jiang Fang asked him, "Is it worth it?"

At that time, who was childish, timid, and unwilling to pay for him, was it worth Nan Zhou's giving everything for him?

Nan Zhou said, "I like you."

Jiang Fang obviously choked.

"At that time, I should also like it very much."

Even though the place where memories should have been stored seemed to be covered with years of falling snow and was empty, Nan Zhou could still make a definite guess.

He said to himself: "I just don't know how much I liked it at that time, whether it will be like this now..."

Jiang Fang covered his mouth, his cheeks were burning hot.

Nan Zhou asked himself if there was something wrong with his eyes.

The tip of Jiang Fang's nose was already numb: "...don't talk about it."

Nan Zhou raised his hand, tried the temperature of his cheeks, and understood.

He consciously pursed his lips into a line and sealed himself off.

But he quickly felt something was wrong, and raised another finger, indicating that he wanted to say a word.

Jiang Fang couldn't help laughing at his little gesture, and touched the corner of his mouth, which seemed to relieve him.

What Nanzhou knows is basically exhausted here.

"I've finished what I know." Nan Zhou said, "It's your turn."

Jiang Fang also spent some time brewing his emotions.

He spoke softly.

"I..." Jiang Fang said, "I said something very hurtful to you."

"for example?"

Jiang Fang smiled wryly: "I said, if you are human, then..."

Nan Zhou suddenly realized: "So it's you."

Jiang Fang paused, and said the sentence of apology that was long overdue: "I'm sorry."

But Nan Zhou answered without hesitation: "It doesn't matter."

There are many, many likes between them, even if there is a little gap, an apology is enough to offset it.

What's more, in order to reach each other, they have to cross more than thousands of mountains and rivers.

Jiang Fang: "Aren't you angry?"

Nan Zhou analyzed rationally: "I know about your parents, it's normal that you can't accept us as friends."

Jiang Fang reminded him: "I didn't tell you about my parents back then."

Nan Zhou substituted in, then replied: "Ah, then I will be a little angry."

"Only a little?" Jiang Fang laughed, "You had already decided to leave me at that time."

Nan Zhou: "Huh?"

Jiang Fang recalled the night when he stood side by side with Nan Zhou in front of the stained glass.

As new as yesterday.

Even the momentary chills and palpitations when he heard the news that he planned to leave were brand new.

Jiang Fang was rarely willing to reveal his darkness and selfishness to Nan Zhou.

He said frankly: "At that time, I wanted to lock you up and not allow you to leave."

Hearing such a speech, Nan Zhou told him very seriously: "No, you can't lock it."

Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou's face with a smile, and sighed, "Everyone says I'm stupid."

Jiang Fang just said that he was stupid, but he was actually evaluating himself.

Jiang Fang said: "I should have thought a long time ago that after I made a deal with the Gaowei people, they would also come to you."

Nan Zhou was taken aback, and straightened half of his body: "Have you also made a deal with them?"

Nan Zhou's movements blocked the moonlight projected from the window, making Jiang Fang's face sink in the shadow.

This made his pale eyeballs lose their usual gentleness, leaving only a frightening sharpness.

He answered clearly, "Yes, I did."

"...what is it?"

"I... exchanged myself for you."

Jiang Fang's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring Nan Zhou: "I made a wish to the Gaowei people. The condition is that I am willing to become a replica creature and test the replica for them for the rest of my life. The result I get in exchange is that no matter Whenever, no matter where, I will be a creature of the same nature as you, and I will always appear where you are."

Nan Zhou was momentarily at a loss.

He asked softly, "Why?"

"Because, at that time, you were already dead."