After the system became a teddy bear, the roommate took a fancy to it

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This little bastard, if he doesn't fight for a day, he goes to the house to expose the tiles.

422 deliberately opened his mouth, biting the soft object with his canine teeth, and moved his fingertips quietly, piercing Zhao Huayuan's hand joints with his nails.

At this time, Zhao Huayuan showed a strong professional quality that is rare for an extra, and he forcibly endured it without changing his expression.

The winter on the set was very cold, and Zhao Huayuan's hands were also icy cold, and the palms tightly covered the arms of the person below him. Because he endured the pain and exerted too much force, even his fingerprints were almost embedded in the other person's skin.

A faint smell of blood began to gradually spread in the mouth.

If the stalemate continues, this scene will not be able to be filmed.

In the end, 422 gave in and loosened his teeth.

The dog took the opportunity to wander around and then began to speak the next line.

Throughout the whole process, 422 was doing ideological work for himself, resisting the desire to hit someone with his eyes open and finished his scene of lying dead.

As soon as work was over, Zhao Qisheng received two thousand transfers on his account.

The staff are very satisfied with today's state, especially the evening performance.

The director was also very happy, saying that Zhao Huayuan is very talented, especially the expression of enduring pain, which is very layered.

Can there be no sense of hierarchy?He was really in pain, but physically.

Zhao Huayuan's sleeves covered the crescent-shaped nail prints, and he said modestly, "It's nothing, I just put in the housekeeper's mood... Qisheng, don't leave, let's go back together."

"Why didn't you two stay? What's the point of having dinner together?" the heroine actor said regretfully.

"Next time," Zhao Huayuan waved, "Qisheng and I still have children to take care of."

"Wow, do you live together?" A suspicious green light appeared in the makeup artist's eyes: "Are there any children at home?"

"Yes." Zhao Huayuan squeezed out from the curious colleagues with difficulty, and grabbed the forearm of the person who was about to leave: "Wait for me."

422 hasn't spoken since the filming.

Zhao Huayuan hurriedly took the phone and followed 422 downstairs.

There was no one in the garden, and the sound of the fountain and pool made people feel more anxious in the dead silence. 422 walked forward quickly, and the lights cast on the road from various stone street lamps were constantly changing under his feet.

Zhao Huayuan rushed behind him: "Are you really angry?"

422 paused, without looking back at him: "You deliberately arranged this script?"

The footsteps behind him also stopped.

"So you hate me?" Zhao Huayuan's voice was very calm.

"..."

"The manuscript I submitted is indeed two editions, but only past the butler's edition," Zhao Huayuan walked over, holding 422's hand.

His tone was as calm as usual from the beginning to the end, but the palm that touched 422's fingertips was a little sweaty, with an imperceptible tremor: "I admit that I do have selfish intentions, but..."

He put 422's hand on his face, pleading with his eyes: "Qisheng, I like you."

"Whether you are a bear, or an unfinished doll, or you who are already very human," Zhao Huayuan's words seemed to have just been pulled out of his heart, with the weakness and hotness of exposing his weaknesses to others As hot as blood: "I like you all, this is the liking for my lover, the kind of love you said in love."

422 shook his head, and said in astonishment: "Zhao Huayuan, your mind is completely confused, you've just been alone for too long."

Zhao Huayuan has never felt the emotion of being in love. He always thinks that something that can accompany him can be loved.

Now he just longs for this teddy bear who broke into his life and meets his companionship requirements to stay, and even misinterprets this feeling as love.

His true feelings for himself are dependence and the fear of being alone again.

Or something else.

Anyway, it can't be love.

"The love you mentioned means you just want to touch each other? You want to have sex with him, obviously we are in a dream..." At this point, Zhao Huayuan stopped abruptly, and then said anxiously: "Then I will now That is, I really want to kiss you, hug you, touch you, I want to go crazy, isn't this love?"

422 just denies: "You got it mixed up."

"Am I confused, or are you confused?" Zhao Huayuan's voice raised a little: "Qisheng, I'm sober, you can't see your eyes, and your eyes clearly like me, why don't you want to face yourself Feelings?"

"I can't accept people." 422's voice fell into Zhao Huayuan's eager and ups and downs like a piece of heavy cold lead.

Zhao Huayuan didn't react for a moment.

"I'm like you, I don't accept people, understand?" The system's non-human pupils reflected a strange and clear luster under the moonlight: "If you don't want to die, give up your stupid ideas as soon as possible."

There is already a system in the main space. For example, the programmer in charge of channel maintenance discovered Zhao Huayuan's abnormality. Although 422 temporarily suppressed him, if Zhao Huayuan didn't restrain himself at all, and instead acted more recklessly, 422 couldn't guarantee that he would be able to keep him.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Huayuan was keenly aware of the crux of the problem: "It's not because you don't like me, but because you're not allowed, right? You don't hate being kissed by me, do you?"

"Enough is enough, Zhao Huayuan," 422 said in a panic, "If this continues, I'll just leave."

How can it be such a simple matter.

Zhao Huayuan had no idea what the consequences of what he was saying would bring.

When he returned to look around, 422 had already walked out of the big garden in front of the villa and came to the main road.

Under the moonlight, the lake across the road is sparkling, reflecting the tranquil clouds and stars.

The cloud is data, the month is data, and the lake is data.

He turned to look at Zhao Huayuan.

This man is also data.

None of this world is real.

How does it feel to receive a confession from a plane character?

It was at that moment, the countless dire consequences that popped up in my mind, and the endless consideration of how to avoid these consequences.

The continuously clenched fists made the nails sink into the flesh, and 422 imagined that his brain was as peaceful as the surface of a lake, thinking quickly about what to do next.

Zhao Huayuan's voice caused thousands of ripples in the initially calm and clear thoughts, as if being hit by a surprise stone.

"I'm sorry, I said something wrong." After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Huayuan stretched out his hand to himself in the moonlight and cold wind, and the scarf around his neck slipped to his shoulders: "Let's go back, let's go home together."

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In the taxi, neither of them had any conversation.

"Hey, mad dog," a voice popped out in the Hammer software at just the right time, it was the cheap-talking programmer.

He said angrily: "Is this the result of your treatment? The magnetic field on this human is so abnormal that a blind person can see the problem."

422 didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's schadenfreude, and said directly: "Give me your A-level authority."

"What?" The programmer must have never thought that anyone would make such a shameless request to him, and his tone was disbelieving: "Did I hear you right? You crazy."

"Your one-time password for Level A is HY38******908, only the second-time password is left, and it will be cracked sooner or later," 422 said, "But I'm too lazy to try, you'd better tell me yourself."

"It's sick, why should I tell you!" From the voice, the programmer was anxious: "When did you crack it?"

"You don't really think that I will believe your verbal promises, do you? And I can tell you that all your passwords from B to E have been cracked. There is a copy of your diary in the B-level file. On page 25, you sit in a ghost Fuche did not pay, and on page 58902 you called your boss an idiot, and the 'Xuanlong' diary you collected is a pirated copy, I can tell you responsibly that he never did the things in the diary."

422 When it comes to the middle, the programmer completely collapses.

There is nothing more insulting to the system than cracking a programmer's security program, which is simply stomping his eating bowl on the ground.

Programmers are like wilted autumn cucumbers: "Why do you know?"

"Your boss didn't tell you?" 422 looked distractedly at the twinkling yellow light lines on the overpass outside the window: "I was a programmer when I first joined the company."

"Don't talk nonsense, give me the authority." 422 threatened: "Otherwise I will publish all your things, including your worship of Xuanlong."

The system code-named "Xuanlong" is the biggest criminal born in the main space in the past 1000 years. Although he has died long ago, there are always some young systems who are ignorant of the world and worship him secretly.

But this kind of worship can only be underground. If it is put on the surface, the programmer's job can be abandoned.

"What are you doing?"

"You can't control it." 422 received the authorization and cut off the communication.

Holding the authority of the channel programmer in his hand, 422 felt a little more at ease in his heart, so that he could grasp any news on it.

He and Zhao Huayuan remained silent until they opened the living room door of the shared apartment.

When the light in the room suddenly poured on the two of them, and Lan Lan on the sofa stood up suddenly, and diligently fetched slippers for the two uncles, the atmosphere between them became more relaxed.

"Are you back?" Brother Bi put the dishes on the table and said, "I think we'll eat first if you don't come back."

Zhao Huayuan patted Lan Lan's head: "Please pick up the child."

"What's the matter?" Brother Bi laughed and said, "We all like Lanlan, so let's take care of it."

Ah Man raised his head on the cushion: "What's wrong with you two, did you quarrel?"

Zhao Huayuan looked a bit reluctant, and 422's own expression probably wasn't much better.

He enters the house and closes the door.

Zhao Huayuan did not follow.

After a while, I heard Brother Bi admonishing people outside: "Ren Qisheng just made him angry when he came here, and he doesn't seem to be in good health, so I won't let him order."

Zhao Huayuan's voice was very low and could not be heard clearly.

At this moment, 422 didn't bother to look at what Zhao Huayuan was talking about.

The bed is soft and the body is very heavy.

Obviously knowing that he shouldn't fall asleep at such a time, but the sleepiness gradually eroded and occupied the whole brain.

Too tired these days, 422 gradually lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt his body being lifted up, first a chill came over him, and then he was plunged into warmth.

Something moist, hot and soft was moving across the face, and finally settled on the lips.

Caressed for a long time.

He vaguely knew who it was and bit him.

Hallucinatory chuckles and sighs sounded in my ears.

When consciousness regained consciousness, there was the sound of water dripping in the bathroom, and a ray of light came through the cracks in the curtains. It was already the next morning.

After packing up, Zhao Huayuan returned to the room. Seeing that 422 had woken up, he naturally greeted him while changing his clothes: "Are you awake? Do you want breakfast? Can I order porridge for you?"

The tone is normal as if nothing happened yesterday.

"You don't need to buy me anything, I can buy it myself." 422 tilted his head, not looking at the large white skin exposed under the unbuttoned shirt.

I didn't feel it before, but since yesterday, I feel no evil.

"That's right, now you are also a rich man with a huge sum of 2000." Zhao Huayuan's voice came from taking the key: "To celebrate your first salary, how about we go out to eat tonight?"

"Oh." 422 actually doesn't care what to eat, his body can eat or not.

Suddenly his cheeks felt hot, 422 covered his face and hurried to the left, asking someone approaching quietly: "What are you doing?"

"Shall we go eat hot pot?" Zhao Huayuan supported the bed with one hand, his face stopped at the position where he was about to touch 422, and he didn't go any further.

"Mad dog, I think he just wanted to kiss you secretly." The programmer reminded him friendly in his mind.

"Anything is fine." 422 perfunctory Zhao Huayuan, got out of bed with his slippers on, and warned the programmer: "Are you free? If you spy on me again, I will expose your diary."

"It's like a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions," the programmer said dissatisfiedly: "I came to tell you that the factor that caused you to stay in the plane world has been found."

"The one whose obsession is so strong that it affects the channel?" 422 opened the curtains, and the outside was half cloudy and smoggy.

"Ah."

"who is it?"

"You have fed a dog for half a month in this world."

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Before leaving, Zhao Huayuan said: "I've ordered porridge, please pay attention to the bell in the living room and open the door for the deliveryman."

422 didn't bother to talk to him, and asked the programmer: "Did you check wrongly, how could a dog have the ability to threaten channels."

The programmer typed back a line of words for him:

Because the dog was chosen by the script and became a human.