Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou put on a quilt and faced the moon with him, listening to Jiang Fang slowly finish the long story.

Jiang Fang was afraid that Nan Zhou would get thirsty, so he handed over a can of lukewarm orange soda, opened it with one hand, and handed it to him.

Nan Zhou took it and took a sip.

Because he was still not very familiar with the structure of canned drinks, a little steamy water dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Fang raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth for him naturally.

Immediately, his fingertips stopped.

This action awakened his long-standing memory.

He seemed to have returned to that church again, and thousands of sunlight shone through the broken stained glass, separating the faces of the two into clear light and shadow.

There are rough and broken porcelain pieces under his knees, and the blood-stained head of the Virgin is leaning against his knees.

Nanzhou's cheeks were stained with a large amount of blood. When Jiang Fang helped him up, his messy black hair fell down naturally, and his whole body was like a docile lamb, with his head resting on his chest, the corners of his mouth drooping. Scarlet blood fell.

Jiang Fang still came too late.

Nan Zhou's blood was almost drained, and now he looks like a real paper doll, even the weight is much lighter.

……

Jiang Fang's slightly rough fingertips rested on Nan Zhou's chin, which was a little soda-stained, for a moment, and then gradually moved up, gently trying to wipe away the blood stains in the memory.

Nan Zhou: "...Huh?"

He accepted Jiang Fang's sudden warmth and caress somewhat confusedly, completely unaware that he was cleaning up carefully but in vain for the messed up self in another time and space.

……

In the church, Jiang Fang supported his chin, bit the blood bottle in the prop, pried open his cold teeth with the tip of his tongue, and gave it to him bit by bit.

He also had his own blood in his mouth.

Under the gaze of God, the two exchanged immoral and bloody kisses with their lips and teeth.

Nan Zhou in the church let out a vague "uh", his face was pale, revealing a rare, paper-like sense of fragility.

……

Nan Zhou in reality was confused by Jiang Fang's sudden kiss.

Nanzhou in the two time and space held his palms to Jiang Fang's heart at the same time, and subconsciously murmured "um" and "uh" in his throat.

……

After Jiang Fang in the church finished the kiss, he calmly straightened Nan Zhou's blood-stained hair, pinned it behind his ear, and whispered to Nan Zhou, "Didn't you say you were leaving?"

"I won't trap you anymore, get up, and I'll send you away....Let's go together."

He wanted to get up, but because of serious chest and rib injuries, he knelt down together with the seriously injured Nan Zhou in the mess all over the ground.

Jiang Fang felt that his powerlessness at this time was extremely familiar and ridiculous.

So he buried Nan Zhou's bloody hair, posed with him in a swan neck-to-neck posture, and chuckled softly at the same time.

The rhythm of his speech was not tense, and even his words were soft and soft, with a vague sense of nervousness: "Nan Zhou, are you still awake? Talk to me."

The person in his arms didn't answer, leaning against him, breathing lightly.

Jiang Fang gently sent him to his arms, but bit Nan Zhou's back very fiercely.

He exhausted all his strength, his teeth seemed to be connected to his heart, biting until his chest became hot and sore, like a beast marking his lover forever.

The smell of blood permeated.

As expected, Nan Zhou was awakened by the pain, bowed his waist, and opened his half-closed eyes a little:

"...Brother Fang?"

Because his forehead was bruised, a stream of blood flowed through his eyes, wet his eyelashes, and slipped from the corners of his eyes, looking extremely beautiful and fragile.

At this moment, every word Nan Zhou said would involve his injured viscera.

But he spoke very slowly, so he couldn't hear the lingering sound of pain: "You... West Bank, how did you come here?"

Jiang Fang kissed him lightly on the forehead, but did not answer his question: "You will be fine. I will feed you some blood-enriching medicine, put you in the warehouse, and I will take you away."

As he said that, just as he was about to move, Nan Zhou grabbed his sleeve.

"...The warehouse is really small." Nan Zhou lowered his voice, "Don't let me in, I'm afraid."

Jiang Fang was stunned for a moment.

Nanzhou, who is so powerful that he seems to be omnipotent, said he was afraid.

Jiang Fang had put him in the warehouse as a matter of course before, but Nan Zhou never mentioned the pain of squatting alone in that small warehouse space like a prisoner waiting to be pulled out to let the wind out.

Nanzhou just wanted to give peace of mind to the team members who were still afraid of his power at that time.

Jiang Fang knew that he might feel uncomfortable, but he let it go.

He's not a good...friend.

"I don't want to die there alone." Nan Zhou said.

Jiang Fang: "You will not die."

Nan Zhou: "Yes."

This is obviously a bad lie.

Nan Zhou held his breath and refused to die.After waiting for Jiang Fang, the breath that refused to dissipate slowly dispersed from his broken lungs.

But the more they got to this point, the less they wanted to hurt each other with the truth.

Jiang Fang: "When we go out, I'll plant a new apple tree for you."

Nan Zhou: "Yes."

Jiang Fang: "I'll take you to meet new friends, and I'll tell you my story."

Nan Zhou: "...um."

Jiang Fang: "I'll cook for you. What do you like to eat?"

Nanzhou didn't answer again.

Jiang Fang gently shook his body: "Hey, Nanzhou."

Nan Zhou leaned into his arms and said in a comforting tone, "Brother Fang, I don't like you anymore. Don't be sad."

He was afraid that Jiang Fang would feel guilty for not being able to repay his love, so before he left, he kindly tore off the shackles, shook him, and said, give it back to you, and I'm leaving.

But they were all lying, Jiang Fang knew.

After saying this, Nan Zhou's palm on Jiang Fang's heart lost strength, and slowly slid down. Jiang Fang took the first step and pressed firmly on his chest, not allowing it to fall.

He pressed his burnt palm against Nan Zhou's icy palm, and kept silent for a long time, just like every time he faced Nan Zhou in the past.

After a long time, Jiang Fang let out a low muffled laugh.

The laughter gradually became coherent, but it was also heart-wrenching.

After laughing enough and tired, he hugged Nan Zhou's body in his arms, supported the bone pain in his chest, and stood up shaking.

He didn't go mad or have a breakdown.

He didn't even kneel any of them as he walked through the clump of benches.

He hugged Nanzhou horizontally, and walked into the infinite summer sun with him.

After laying his body flat on the green lawn, Jiang Fang stroked his bloodless cheeks, remembering the reason why Nan Zhou moved away:

——"I want to leave you and find another way to get close to 'that power'."

Thinking of this, Jiang Fang squinted his eyes and looked at the scorching sun on the zenith.

After staring at the sun for a long time, he opened his mouth.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

"Do you think this is the result?"

"Do you think I can take it?"

Jiang Fang looked like a gentle lunatic, his nerves had collapsed, and he could only vent his feelings by talking to himself.

However, his words are extremely logical.

Next, he was a blockbuster: "Mr. Duke, can you hear me?"

He didn't beg for mercy from the power behind it, but said directly: "Do you think we are strange?"

"No matter how you operate in advance, the workers recruited from the East and West will always be a group of people like us. Just like your brain disease, it is an inevitable event."

"We exist completely outside of your time management, as if we were airborne directly from another time and space... It should give you a headache."

Jiang Fang pressed his injured chest and coughed twice.

After saying so many words in one breath, he was also a little bit exhausted, and blood came out from the depths of his chest again.

He barely straightened his back, in exchange for a painful gasp.

"Even now... I can't escape at all."

"There are trees and tools on the east bank. I can always build a new bridge... Yes, I'm afraid of heights, but I also came from the west bank just now."

"Anyway, there is only one Keith on the east bank. He has overdrawn at least half of his vitality in order to deal with Nanzhou. Now he probably doesn't dare to attack me rashly, does he?"

"I have nothing left, so I can risk everything."

"I can try to leave the range of the curse, I can also summon the upper body of the demon, and I can find Keith and kill him. ——I have plenty of ways to kill him without touching him."

"Mr. Duke, I know, you can modify the timeline, you can go further in the past, and tell Keith that if he wants to deal with us, he must kill a silver-haired man first, but if I die early, you will face It’s not a crazy me, but a crazy Nanzhou. There will be more and more variables that you don’t expect.”

"I guess, the current situation is the best ending you can reach after calculating thousands of times, isn't it?"

Jiang Fang took a deep breath: "As long as you don't stop me, or if you are willing to help me, I won't bother you. You and Keith are willing to be cursed and go to hell together, it's up to you."

"Now... I just want to take my friend back to the West Bank and go down the mountain."

Jiang Fang's words did not receive any response, and it seemed that he was only speaking to the winds in the mountains.

However, Jiang Fang's few words only drew the ever-present and ubiquitous Duke to be his temporary ally.

It's true that the Duke is a lunatic, but the lunatic's romance in his bones can be used completely.

Obviously, the power behind that also knew the power of Jiang Fang's words.

Once the deal is concluded, Jiang Fang is very likely to get out of the dungeon again.

This is different from their original plan.

In an instant, things change and stars move.

The scenery around Jiang Fang receded one by one, just like the game crashed, reopened, and loaded.

Nanzhou disappeared.

The bodies of his teammates were gone.

The church is gone too.

Scale-like garbled characters appeared all around, and a brand new temporary scene was rebuilt.

——A continuous hillside, a towering old tree, a new world full of crimson.

Other than that, nothing else.

Jiang Fang sat down slowly leaning against the ancient tree, closed his eyes for a long time, and endured a terrible dizziness.

He smiled and said, "I have worked hard for you until now, and the task is about to end, so you plan to throw me here?"

No one responded to him.

"Unfortunately, I am not so easy to pass."

"Why don't we be open and honest, and talk about some conditions."

"You don't always want your test server... because there has always been a person who is unwilling to die honestly, so there is no way for the acceptance to be successful?"

In game testing in the normal world, if there is still an NPC running around and not listening until the official server opens, it will be a big trouble.

Jiang Fang was not worried that his behavior would lead to obliteration.

If their lives can really be deleted with one click like simple data, why didn't the power behind them just wipe them out after completing all the game experiments, and waste time and effort to throw them into a troublesome and unsolvable dungeon?

Of course, Jiang Fang didn't care even if he would die, even if he was really abandoned in this boundless wilderness.

After all, he had nothing to care about.

Jiang Fang licked his lips: "...If the conditions are good, I can save you a little trouble. Besides, I have played until now, and it is reasonable to ask for a wish."

……

At the same time, in Gaowei's "Gravity" test server office, the supervisor took a picture of the board: "After the official Earth server is opened, we will launch a wishing system to stimulate players' motivation to play. Since he has a request, let him first Feel free to test it out."

Some high-dimensional testers raised objections: "If he made any big wishes—"

"It's okay, it's just a test server, there is still room for adjustment." The director's words were arrogant and cold, "This wish is what he asked for, of course he has to pay an equivalent price. If his ambition is too big , we don’t have to satisfy him.”

……

In the crimson sky, a huge blood eye suddenly opened.

"Hey, that's not good." Jiang Fang looked at the one-eyed eye for a moment, and said to himself with a smile, "Next time, it's better to make a cartoon wishing well, so people who see it will be more receptive."

Bloody Eyes ignored his pickiness, and made a low voice of inquiry, even with a heavy "buzzing" sound at the end: "As the last test server personnel, Jiang Fang, you can make a wish, but, Your wish needs to be exchanged with a corresponding price."

Jiang Fang took a breath, and fluently expressed his long-awaited wish: "I make a wish, no matter where Nan Zhou is, I can meet him again in the same life form."

"The price is... I can keep doing tests for you until "Gravity" no longer needs me."