Forces of Temptation

Jiang Fang didn't need to read on to know what was going to happen next.

……

Because he had brought the Antarctic Star into "Eternal Day", when he brought out the Nanzhou from "Eternal Day", it went as smoothly as Jiang Fang expected.

Afterwards, all the team members did not support releasing Nanzhou from the warehouse, and Jiang Fang did not expect it.

Their concerns are justified.

If he was Nan Zhou in the comics, the young man who fought to protect his family, not many people would suspect him as he is now.

If these players who are accidentally trapped in the game don't die, everyone may be quite happy to play a friend game with such a virtual character and brush up their favorability.

But the world of Nanzhou was strongly infected by another world.

The emotions he received were all negative and malicious.

Everyone couldn't tell whether the "normal" that Nanzhou showed at this time was a disguise or the real thing.

What's more, among the players led by Jiang Fang, two of them had played a copy of "Eternal Day".

One was twisted by Nan Zhou's neck, and the other was attacked by a group of light charms and killed on the spot.

Now, their consciousness cannot leave this game.

No one wants to be at the juncture of life and death every day, followed by an uncontrollable humanoid weapon with unpredictable emotions.

No matter how beautiful this weapon is, it still shines with a bright red blood.

Everyone brought him out to pass the test.

Let him out, and why?

Accept the boss as a younger brother?make friends?

It was just a joke, how could it be taken seriously?

Jiang Fang knew that rationally speaking, his teammates' judgments were conservative and correct.

But the right thing, sometimes, he is not happy to do.

Every time a dungeon is finished, the strange power that exists in the dark will randomly throw them back to the rest point, providing them with a rest period ranging from half a day to three days.

Jiang Fang felt that that force seemed to be using them to conduct some kind of test.

It’s just that at that time, in order to survive, they could only be a group of exhausted mice.

The second day after successfully coming out of "Eternal Day".

That night.

In a hotel in the empty city "Rust City" that has lost its prosperity and people, the mice live in separate rooms, anxiously waiting for the next teleportation that will happen at an unknown time.

Jiang Fang chose a double bed room and lived in it alone.

At dusk, he released Nan Zhou, who had been in the backpack for a full day and night, privately.

When he was released, Nan Zhou curled up and fell asleep.

His forehead was drenched with sweat, and a few locks of black hair were messily pasted on his forehead, which made his skin white and his eyes bright.

When he landed on the soft mattress, he felt a slight rebound under his body, gradually waking up his trance.

He sat up from the bed, his sweaty eyelashes moving.

...as if he didn't wake up.

Jiang Fang sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him with a slight smile until he saw Nan Zhou's consciousness a little bit awake.

After a while, Nan Zhou spoke: "You let me out?"

His cold voice has a bit of sleepy, dull tenderness.

Jiang Fang: "Yes."

Nan Zhou lowered his head and pulled the quilt under his palm.

Jiang Fang: "Why aren't you talking?"

Nan Zhou stared at him and shook his head silently: I don't want to listen to you.

It can be said that the interpretation of "anger" is very cute.

The corner of Jiang Fang's mouth curled up gently, not surprised, he said, "You heard that, didn't you?"

He had guessed a long time ago that the Nanzhou in the backpack might be able to hear and see everything that happened outside.

Therefore, unless they really made up their minds to trap Nan Zhou in this small backpack for the rest of his life, the longer he was locked up, the more Nan Zhou would go crazy.

This is not what Jiang Fang wants to see.

With Nanzhou in his hands, it will play a greater role.

Jiang Fang once wondered why he didn't walk up to Nan Zhou, talk to him, and hug him when he first met Nan Zhou.

When Nanzhou was lonely, he gave him apple trees and Antarctic stars, but he refused to give him a little warmth in person.

Later, he figured it out.

Because he is Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang is an egoist who rejects and fears all intimate relationships.

The usual meaning of "interpersonal communication" here is just to get something from the other party.

The Nanzhou in Jiang Fang's memory is a bit of spiritual pure land that belongs to him alone.

Because he was unwilling to be defiled, he subconsciously stayed away from Nanzhou.

Now, because of the game's bugs and crashes, he had to establish a new relationship with Nanzhou.

Therefore, Jiang Fang took out his inertial thinking.

- Use and be used, control and be controlled.

This way of getting along can make Jiang Fang feel a little safe.

When his thoughts changed, Jiang Fang's smile also adjusted to his best angle.

That is the most comfortable and false warmth and perfection: "My teammates are a little too cautious. But I still need them, so please don't mind."

Nan Zhou stated the facts: "They don't believe me."

Jiang Fang: "You need a chance, they will like you. No one will dislike you."

Nan Zhou looked straight into his eyes: "What about you?"

Jiang Fang was startled: "I..."

Fortunately, he managed his expression well, and soon smiled kindly and said: "Of course."

Nan Zhou: "I thought you didn't like me either, so you want to lock me up."

Jiang Fang gently changed the concept: "Sometimes, if you like someone, you have to lock him up."

Nan Zhou blinked and expressed his doubts frankly: "I don't understand."

Jiang Fang is not used to discussing "likes" with people.

This easily reminded him of his mother who talked about love.

He said in a general way: "You will understand later."

Jiang Fang explained to Nan Zhou how to help him "likable" plan.

The plan is simple.

In a certain dangerous dungeon situation, Jiang Fang would release Nan Zhou appropriately, giving him a chance to save everyone's life.

Of course, there was a part of the content that Jiang Fang didn't mention to Nan Zhou.

Human trust and empathy are chips that can be used for calculation.

When the trust value is accumulated enough, Nanzhou will naturally have a chance to be free.

After all, Nan Zhou is a human figure through and through. After spending a long time with everyone and blurring the boundaries of dimensions, everyone will feel empathy for him.

After briefly describing his plan, Nanzhou agreed.

He thought it was a reasonable exchange.

It's just that he needs to stay in Jiang Fang's backpack until he gains trust.

Jiang Fang promised him that he would release Nan Zhou when there were only the two of them.

Nan Zhou nodded obediently: "Yeah."

Seeing how easily he agreed, Jiang Fang almost wanted to knock him on the head.

He half-jokingly half-seriously said: "Just trust me like that?"

Nan Zhou: "Yes. You are a friend."

Jiang Fang: "None of those players said they wanted to be your friend?"

Nan Zhou: "Yes."

Nan Zhou: "But you are the first person to bring me out."

Nan Zhou: "None of them did it, but you did."

Nan Zhou: "So, you are different. I like you very much."

Jiang Fang: "..."

He felt that Nan Zhou was an exceptionally strange creature.

He has walked a long road that many people have never seen in their lifetime, and met many people that many people have never seen in their lifetime.

Since most people claim to be mature, they like to use words to pack themselves and arm themselves in a polite and tactful manner.

When expressing likes and dislikes, they are all so restrained.

Even people who are as enthusiastic as fire, when they talk about "love", they are mostly excited.

The love is strong and the heart is lacking.

But the tone of Nan Zhou's speech was like holding a heart straight in front of him, asking him seriously: This is my heart, do you want it?

Facing this kind of earnestness, Jiang Fang was clearly capable of doing things with ease, but he always felt that he was always on the verge of losing control.

This wonderful sense of dislocation made him unavoidably uncomfortable.

So he decided to talk less to Nanzhou.

The streets of "Rust City" are cold and indifferent, with no fireworks.

The setting sun is a small, well-cooked duck egg yolk, and oily crispy juice will come out when you touch it.

Nan Zhou was lying by the window of the hotel, looking at the sun, almost in a daze.

He turned his head under the sunset like duck egg yolk, and said to Jiang Fang, "...the sun."

For Nanzhou, this should be a sight that can be seen every day.

Jiang Fang could not quite understand his novelty.

He couldn't help being curious, and responded, "Yes. It's the sun."

Nan Zhou raised his head and said, "I've never seen a sun of this color."

In the comics of "Eternal Day", the extreme color contrast is a major feature.

Therefore, the sun in Yongwu Town is either white enough to make people snow blind, or red enough to bleed.

Nan Zhou had never seen such a different sun.

Nan Zhou stared at a sun, watching it sinking to the west intently.

It wasn't until a crescent moon climbed into the sky, Nan Zhou raised his face and continued to watch, that Jiang Fang realized belatedly that if he didn't stop, Nan Zhou would watch the moon and see the dawn without moving.

Dumbfounded, he brought Curious Cat back.

Nan Zhou went to wash up first.

However, if Jiang Fang hadn't caught him out of the bathroom again, he would have been able to study the hair dryer for another half an hour.

When Jiang Fang finished his simple washing and was about to go to bed, Nan Zhou was already under the quilt.

There is only one quilt in the big bed room.

Jiang Fang naturally opened a corner, ready to go in.

However, Jiang Fang noticed that Nan Zhou had taken off his coat and trousers by the warm almond-colored light in the room, and was only wearing the white shirt he had worn that was a little too big for his figure.

The white shirt can only cover a small half of the snow-white circle behind him.

And Nan Zhou just lay shamelessly in his bed, tilted his head to look at the moon in the sky, and talked to him at the same time: "I have never seen a crescent moon hang in the sky for so long."

Jiang Fang: "..."

He let out a stream of heat lightly, pretending not to notice it, and got in.

... and deliberately kept a distance from him.

After lying down, Nan Zhou still asked curiously: "Friends, do we all sleep together like we do now?"

Fearing that he would go out and run around and tease his teammates with average psychological quality, Jiang Fang coaxed him: "Yeah."

Nan Zhou nodded, and wrote down this fresh knowledge point: "Well."

Nan Zhou's hand reached under the pillow, but it happened to touch Jiang Fang's fingertips under the pillow.

Jiang Fang curled his fingers back cautiously.

Nan Zhou asked him: "Don't you like having nightmares too?"

Jiang Fang whispered, "Yes."

Nan Zhou comforted him in turn: "Don't worry, put your hands under the pillow and don't press your stomach, so you won't have nightmares."

Jiang Fang smiled lightly: "...Thank you for reminding me."

The two looked at each other for a while under the covers, not talking much.

Jiang Fang didn't have another pair of eyes to look at him.

So he didn't know how gentle his expression was.

It wasn't until Nan Zhou completely closed his eyes that Jiang Fang moved his hands back slightly.

He grabbed the sharp ice pick he had hidden under his pillow and moved it in his direction.

He was afraid that Nan Zhou would find out, and he was also afraid of hurting him.

……

When Jiang Fang came to his senses, Nanzhou had already led Li Yinhang out of the maze of books.

After confirming that Nanzhou was also safe and sound, Li Yinhang, who was fighting guerrilla with the one-legged tin soldier in the jungle of bookshelves, finally came out.

Even though this level was full of dangers, the three of them cooperated perfectly, put the crisis under their feet, and rushed towards the light.

So although Li Yinhang was quite tired, his expression was quite happy.

In contrast, the tin soldier behind her, who was forced to exercise vigorously with her for 15 minutes, with a grasshopper face and a gun, jumped out step by step and stood by the open door.

"Three please roll this way" was written all over his face.

Nan Zhou greeted Jiang Fang: "I brought her back."

Jiang Fang held the blank page that had recorded his secret in his palm and carried it behind his back.

It's like hiding the sharp blade that used to represent defense.

He smiled and said, "Welcome back."

The author has something to say:

Brother Fang: He tried to lure a small boat, but put his own heart in it, so the stealing value was only 5. The heart thief failed.