don't you have a wife of your own

After staying away from Gojo Satoru, Oi Chuan Yuejian felt much more comfortable.She raised her head, and saw Gojo Gojo staring at herself with a frown—as if he was not very happy.

Oi Chuanyuejian clutched her throat and said in a low voice, "You...keep a little distance from me first? If you get too close, I can't help but vomit. I have a 'men-phobic' setting in my profile."

After hearing Oi Chuan Yuejian's explanation, Gojo Satoru's ugly face suddenly improved a lot.He squatted down, but did not get closer to Chuanyue Jian, and the two maintained a certain distance, Wujo Wudao: "The setting you wrote?"

Ji Chuanyuejian: "The character design comes with it, and I don't know the reason."

Probably because of the pain, her voice was softer than usual, and she seemed weak—just now she retched and couldn't spit out anything, but Ji Chuanyue saw her eye sockets and nose were red, and her temples were sweating a little. A few strands of light apricot-colored hair were wet and tightly attached to her soft cheeks.

Looking at it, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt a little itchy.

He wanted to get his hands on it.Because I have pinched it in other dungeons, I want to pinch it even more now... He knows that Ji Chuanyuejian's face is very soft, and it feels very good when pinched.

But seeing the other person's eyes soaked with physical tears, Gojo Satoru finally did nothing.He had a rare bit of conscience, curled his itchy fingers, did not move, "It may have something to do with the plot. Before I came in, the system told me that this is a player versus game, and players will be divided into different positions because of their identities. "

"Jie and Qi Haihai must have received the same notice. Neither of them disclosed their secrets. Be smart, and you will explain everything by yourself before Jie coaxes you a few words."

Oi Chuanyuejian was a little unconvinced, and retorted: "I'm not a fool!"

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows.

The more Ji Chuanyuejian retorted, the more he wanted to pinch Ji Chuanyuejian's cheek, or that equally soft mouth.After this idea popped up in his mind, he also felt that he was quite perverted.

The Oi Chuan Yuejian in front of him is not a game NC made up of data.She is a real person, if she can't help but do excessive things in the game... she will also want to try it in reality, right?

Gojo Satoru turned his gaze away, stood up as if nothing had happened, picked up his instant noodles and walked out.Oi Chuanyuejian was still wondering why Gojo Satoru was so easy to talk today, when Xia Youjie's voice came from above his head, "Ah Yue, why are you sitting on the ground?"

When Ji Chuanyue looked up, she saw Xia Youjie looking down at her with two boxes of instant noodles in her hands.She quickly stood up, patted the dust on her skirt, and said, "I accidentally fell."

Because at this time, the proprietress of the commissary had already looked over again.With nc watching, none of the three had any conversations outside of the game.

Oi Chuanyue Jian was thinking about what Gojo Satoru had just said to her, and was eating instant noodles absent-mindedly.

Gojo Satoru said that this is a confrontation game, and there are different camps between players.But Oi Chuanyuejian himself did not receive this reminder.Could it be that the game system has forgotten?

After eating the instant noodles, without waiting for Chuanyue Jian to make a move, Xia Youjie first cleaned up the garbage on the table of the two of them and threw it away.Gojo Wu was one step ahead of them. After Xia Youjie went to throw out the trash, she was the only one left at the entrance of the canteen.

There was a sound of playfulness not far away, and she followed the source of the sound, and saw seven or eight little boys running over together, standing in front of the counter to buy snacks.

After a while Xia Youjie came back, and the two went back side by side.

When walking back, the temperature became lower, and the dark clouds in the sky were also very low, as if it was going to rain at any time.Xia Youjie looked up at the sky, and he didn't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, and said: "This weather, it seems that it won't wait until tomorrow, will it rain tonight?"

Seeing that Ji Chuanyue didn't know what to answer, she vaguely agreed twice.

Suddenly Xia Youjie looked at the sky and turned his eyes to Ji Chuanyuejian, who blinked, looking pitifully at a loss.On this crude concrete road, there was no one else except Ji Chuanyuejian and Xia Youjie. The smile on Xia Youjie's face was slightly restrained, and he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "What did Wu just tell you?"

Although there was a restrained smile on Xia Youjie's face, the corners of his mouth and eyes were still curved.Ji Chuanyuejian keenly noticed that Xia Youjie seemed not very happy.

It is aware of it, but Ji Chuanyuejian doesn't know whether Xia Youjie is unhappy now, whether it is to fit the character design or really unhappy.She felt that this group of people were very good at acting, at least she couldn't see anything.

She answered honestly: "He told me a little bit about my secret speculation...my secret may have something to do with Jasmine Goto."

"Have you met Jasmine Wudao?"

Ji Chuanyuejian's honesty made Xia Youjie feel much better again.He thought for a moment, then shook his head, "My character setting is to take you out of Shenxiang Village to live outside when you were a few months old. Wudao Moli was the same age as you, and it was only a few months at that time. It's just big."

Oi Chuanyuejian was puzzled: "Why did you take me out of Shenjiang Village?"

Xia Youjie looked down at her and didn't speak at first.When he is not speaking, his height and body shape are very compelling, and after being adjusted by the system to be closer to the face of an adult, the oppressive feeling is doubled.

Oi Chuanyuejian is a little afraid of such a tall person-this has nothing to do with the role setting, and Oi Chuanyuejian is really afraid of herself.

She put her hands behind her back, took two steps back, and looked away in a panic: "If it's inconvenient to say it, just forget it..."

Xia Youjie: "Because you are a girl."

When Oi Chuanyue saw what he hadn't said, he interrupted him, and said slowly: "... huh?"

Xia Youjie took her hand - the girl's palm was very petite, and could be easily held in her palm, like holding a ball of soft pastry.He explained to Oikawa Tsukimi just like he explained his thoughts to NC in the game countless times: "There are very few girls in this village, very few, and the number is so small that it is abnormal."

"But even so, it failed to change the traditional idea of ​​patriarchy in the village. In order to give you a better living and learning environment, I chose to take you out of the village to live outside."

Reasonable, perfectly logical reason.

Oi Chuanyuejian was still a little unresponsive to what happened just now, until Xia Youjie held his hand.She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand out, but as soon as she moved her fingers, she remembered that she and him were now in a father-daughter relationship.

In terms of father-daughter relationship... it seems normal to hold hands?

Sure enough, it is to play to obtain character value.

Back at Wudao's house, Oi Chuanyuejian twitched his hand at the door, but didn't twitch.She reminded Xia Youjie: "Let go."

Xia Youjie froze for a moment, then let go of his hand slowly.

The girl's soft and warm hand quickly slipped away from his palm.He looked down and saw Ji Chuanyuejian with his hands behind his back, and he thought he was secretly rubbing his knuckles.

The hand he held along the way, from the back of the hand to the slender knuckles, had obvious red fingerprints horizontally, and Oi Chuanyue rubbed it a few times by himself, and the red color became deeper and deeper.

Ji Chuanyuejian knew nothing about Xia Youjie's gaze.She just glanced at the dining room casually and didn't see anyone else, so she said to Xia Youjie, "I'm going to bed first, good night."

Xia Youjie withdrew his dark gaze, and then smiled gently at Ji Chuanyuejian: "Good night."

Back in Wudao Jasmine's room, Oi Chuanyuejian lay down on the bed and stretched.At this time, the wind blew over, and the wooden door shook slightly, making a creaking sound.

She got up again and checked the wooden door: the lock was broken and there was no way to close it.But if it is not closed, the wind blowing from the corridor will keep blowing the wooden door back and forth, making an ear-piercing 'squeak' sound.

Oi Chuanyuejian simply moved the only chair in the room and put it against the wooden door.

After doing all this, she looked at the time again, and it was already past eleven o'clock.

Oi Chuanyuejian used the charging cable to charge the phone, and then curled up under the blanket to sleep.She originally thought that she might not be able to sleep. After all, she got a lot of news tonight, and many of them were endless.

But as soon as his head touched the pillow, Ji Chuanyuejian soon fell asleep, and he slept very soundly, without dreaming at all.When Ji Chuanyuejian woke up the next morning, she still had a stiff neck.

The neck is rusty, especially the part of the back of the neck near the spine, which is very painful.

She supported her neck, carefully touched the back of her neck with her fingers, and immediately gasped: "Hiss——"

The chair behind the door was still there last night, and Oi Chuanyue Jian picked up his mobile phone from the table to check, and found that the battery was still 20.00%.She froze for a moment, picked up the charging cable and pressed it inside.

When the charging cable is pressed to the inside, the screen of the mobile phone will re-light to indicate that it is charging.

Ji Chuanyuejian was confused, and said to himself: "The charging cable is loose? It shouldn't be, I checked it before going to bed last night...should I check it?"

After talking to himself, Ji Chuanyue became a little uncertain when he saw himself.She slept too soundly last night, and now when she recalls what she did before going to bed, she always feels that her memory is a little fuzzy.

Just as she was trying to remember the sound with her mobile phone, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and the chair against the door rubbed against the ground, making an extremely harsh sound.Oi Chuanyuejian was startled, turned his head, and saw Goto Asao standing at the door with one hand still on the doorknob.

He didn't seem to expect that there was actually a chair behind the door, and he was taken aback by the loud sound of the chair rubbing against the ground.

Oi Chuanyuejian put the phone on the table and walked towards Asao Goto: "...good morning."

Goto Asao took a step back before she approached, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Dad asked me to come up and call you for breakfast."

Ji Chuanyuejian: "Okay, I'll go down right away."

After getting her affirmative answer, Goto Asao immediately turned around and went down, his steps a little hurried.Oi Chuan Yuejian looked at his back, lost in thought.

She moved the chair back to the table—naturally, her eyes had to glance over the glass bottle with dandelion flowers on the table.Suddenly Ji Chuanyuejian noticed something strange, she bent down and reached out to touch the bright yellow petals.

Petals are wet.

Vibrant and fresh bright yellow, it looks as if it has just been picked.Yesterday... Yesterday's flowers were dried, right?

The chair by the door has not been moved, so it stands to reason that no one should have entered the room.No, no, I can't say absolutely... I slept so soundly yesterday, if someone came in and changed the flowers in the bottle, I might not be able to notice anything.

Just put the chair back in place afterward.

Wait, put the chair back in place outside the door?It's weird no matter how you think about it.Can something like this be done?This game can't really be supernatural, can it?

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, Ji Chuanyuejian didn't dare to leave his phone on the table anymore.She unplugged the charging cable, put the phone in her coat pocket, and went downstairs.

On the table in the dining room downstairs was breakfast: sour plum rice balls.

Sure enough, it was raining outside the house, and it was a heavy rainstorm. The weather was very gloomy, and the dining room needed to be lit to see the road.

Wudao Kanan didn't know where to go, Xia Youjie was the only one left at the table.Asao Goto was in the kitchen, not knowing what he was cooking.However, Oi Chuanyue could smell the strong smell of meat coming from the kitchen.

She walked up to Xia Youjie and sat down, raising her hand to grab a rice ball.The moment he raised his hand, it touched his neck, and Oi Chuanyuejian immediately withdrew his hand to cover his neck, wrinkled his face and let out a 'hiss' again.

Xia Youjie next to him immediately came over with concern: "What's wrong?"

Ji Chuanyue was a little pitiful, "I have a stiff neck."

Xia Youjie heaved a sigh of relief.He slightly bent his eyes, and waved to Oi Chuanyuejian, "Come here, let me rub it for you. After rubbing it away, it won't hurt."

Ji Chuanyuejian sat down obediently, bowed her head, and raised her hand to push back the hair at the back, revealing a slender and fragile neck.Xia Youjie covered it with his palm, rubbing his sore neck with warm and cocooned palm, and Chuan Yuejian really felt much better.

Xia Youjie: "It rained heavily yesterday, the movement was a bit loud, did you not sleep well?"

Ji Chuanyue was stunned for a moment: "...was it raining a lot yesterday? I didn't hear anything, and I slept soundly—what's the matter?"

The palms that were rubbing vigorously on the back of the neck suddenly stopped, and Ji Chuanyue couldn't understand, so he asked casually.Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, and his rough fingers slid down a short distance along her spine protruding from the soft flesh.

At the place where the neck and the spine connect, there are several overlapping fingerprints.Xia Youjie didn't press it.

Xia Youjie was really massaging Ji Chuanyuejian, his hands were very light.And the fingerprints on the back of Ji Chuanyuejian's neck were almost blue-purple, and the size of his fingers was also different from his.

It looked as if someone deliberately kneaded that piece of soft meat as if provocative.Make your mark on your possessions with an exasperatingly ostentatious air.

His face turned cold, but he still tried his best to maintain his calm tone: "You have a mark on the back of your neck. Do you have any impression yourself?"