After the infrastructure game I became the creator

What does he look like in Team Rainbow's vision?He Fang has never thought about this problem. After all, people cannot read other people's thoughts. Even if he puts the entire N-PC code and algorithm in front of him, he may not be able to know what the N-PC is thinking.

But in Xiao Zi's eyes, he saw a completely different, very strange self.

In those bright eyes, I felt as if I was in the sparkling light, obviously in the reflection, I seemed to have changed, but I deeply knew that it was me.

His ordinary facial features can be seen in Xiao Zi's eyes, which is a hundred-level beauty. Although he is thin, he is actually full of the fragile beauty of a teenager. His eyes are extraordinarily charming, but in fact his eyes are relatively ordinary and round. It's just eyes, He Fang never thought that the original P picture can make himself so perfect, he can be compared to a star.

He Fang suddenly had some doubts, what appeared here now was his appearance in Xiao Zi's eyes, or this was what he thought he was.

But He Fang has always been very self-aware. Although his appearance is not ugly, he is definitely not very good-looking. A person's emotions will affect a person's appearance. As a society with a pessimistic mentality that does not communicate with others all the year round How could it be possible to look so proud.

This is really unique.

But now, Xiao Zi bent down and looked at him, as if waiting for him to speak, He Fang's heart moved.

In the past, I and the Rainbow team have always communicated with issuing orders and executing orders. If it is Xiao Zi, is it possible to have a normal dialogue?

Xiao Zi was looking at him, and even blinked in a very human way. She really looked like a confused girl waiting for the other party to speak.

"You..." He Fang raised his head, hesitating, "Do you want to ask me?"

He Fang was extremely nervous at this moment.

If there is, it proves that perhaps, the Rainbow team also has its own thinking!

The gorgeous purple mecha blinked, and He Fang felt that he seemed to be a little cuter in those eyes.

Xiao Zi didn't speak, just looked at him, because Xiao Zi could sing, so He Fang felt that the other party should be able to talk, so he hesitated a little.

But he didn't get an answer for a long time, so He Fang thought about it and changed the question: "I look good in your eyes, as if you have your own filter."

The purple mech squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and looked at He Fang, as if a girl was facing a cute puppy. He Fang felt that the other party might be in a good mood, and even tilted his head to look at it. he.

"Do you hate singing?" He Fang asked.

Xiaozi's soft and beautiful girl's face does not show human-specific emotions, but the metal texture makes He Fang feel very excited. He is a very popular boy who likes mechs, and girls' mechas are even more boys. The type he yearns for, so Xiao Zi actually makes him very excited.

Xiao Zi didn't speak, just looked at He Fang, as if she was addicted to looking at He Fang.

"You are very beautiful." He Fang vaguely felt that although Xiao Zi was unwilling to speak, it should be able to understand. After He Fang praised the other party, Xiao Zi blinked and moved his eyes slightly, but looked again. Back, like a shy girl after being praised for her good looks.

There should be a judgment, right?Zhu Yan has been researching the Rainbow Team, but has not found anything. After all, the previous Rainbow Team is a very serious mecha. If it can affect the neural memory, it is definitely not just as simple as the mecha, so He Fang also hopes Use this opportunity to see if you can communicate.

"I want a singer." After seeing that the other party didn't respond in particular, He Fang directly explained his reason for coming this time, "You sang very well last time, everyone liked it very much, and you are very popular in every mobile city. It caused a stir, so I think, if you don't hate it, and even like it a little bit, I want to see if I can make you a diva."

Songs can affect human emotions, and there are even many people who have been saved by songs. There is no threshold for listening to songs, and there is no need for complicated procedures, just listening is enough.

Although most mobile cities now know about Mirage and City of Hope, not all of them are really interested in Mirage. Now only the high-level people are jealous of the resources of Mirage, but as Shi Canghai said, they must have influence on the bottom.

Then if it is Xiao Zi's singer, she may be able to directly make a good impression in the subconscious of everyone when everyone is not paying attention.

"But if you don't want to, I won't force you to do it. If you refuse me now, I will stop Zhuyan from studying you. If you have a mind, I will respect your choice." Props and creatures are different Yes, props are only props when they are used, and creatures are counted as creatures if they have thoughts.

The huge bright purple mecha stretched out its hand, the huge fingers were almost as big as He Fang's head, but they still gave people a slender feeling.

That hand touched He Fang's hair, obviously such a huge mecha can make such delicate movements, its fingers gently rubbed against He Fang's cheek, gentle, He Fang didn't dare to move, he was a little scared Xiao Zi accidentally lost her head.

Then he saw Xiaozi standing up slowly, her tall but slender figure wrapped in a gorgeous purple metal skirt, she stood on her toes and turned around in a circle, with her hands open and her eyes closed, as if she was giving someone a hand. Showing the most beautiful side of herself, at this moment He Fang seemed to see thousands of flowers blooming instantly, flying all over the sky, shining brightly, the dazzling girl stepped on the colorful sunny flowers, showing her most romantic side.

He Fang saw the other party opened his mouth, and then he heard singing.

It was "Origin" in the trilogy of "Holy Catholic Doctrine". In the singing, He Fang felt as if he was brought in by the other party's voice. He stood on this piece of land, staring blankly at the sky, feeling the wind, the rain, and the sunshine falling from the clouds after the rain.

He Fang suddenly sat up from the somatosensory cabin, he stared blankly at his surroundings, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He Fang rubbed his brows, he felt that his memory was blurred, it felt like he was forced to watch the game CG in an extremely sleepy state, so everything he saw was clearly seen in his eyes, but he didn't actually see it. Remember, memories appear indistinctly in my mind, leaving only comfort, calm, beauty and coziness.

No way……

He Fang looked at the somatosensory cabin with complicated eyes. Xiao Zi's setting can really affect the player's thinking, so he never opened his mouth to talk to himself.

Somewhat helplessly, He Fang came out of the motion sensor cabin. He Fang realized that it was already dark outside, and he was stunned for a moment. Good guy, this little Zi immediately lost his mind when he sang. The game he hasn’t played for a long time is actually in the motion sensor cabin. sleep through the night.

It shouldn't be a problem with your mental state, right?

He Fang patted his cheek unconsciously, he was really afraid that playing games would really mess with his body.

Think about it carefully, isn't the somatosensory cabin just working on your own nerves?It's terrifying to have such an effect.

He Fang turned on the computer and searched for the trilogy of "Holy Catholic Doctrine", and found it.

After clicking on the song, the voice of Xiaozi Machinery sounds strange, but it has a unique magic power, which makes people feel better the more they listen to it.

He Fang was wearing earphones and slowly opened his eyes with a complicated look on his face.

He's been feeling more and more strange lately.

He began to gradually wonder whether the world of the game was his real world.

He is very involved in the game, even if he regards the game world as his real world, it doesn't matter, at least the game will bring him real happiness.

But the body and the game are always separated, he can't really be confused, otherwise, if he eats something in the game, he will feel that he has really eaten it in reality, what should he do if he starves to death?He felt like he had eaten, but his body didn't really eat anything.

will die.

He Fang glanced at the somatosensory cabin and frowned.

He felt that he had played too much during this time, after all, the incomparably real world in the somatosensory warehouse had given him an illusion.

Slow down for two days, adjust the speed of the game to a moderate level, he needs to adjust his state a little bit, he still wants to have a happy game with the N-PC in the game, but he doesn't want to die in the game for no reason .

He Fang rubbed his brows, and instead of going online from the somatosensory warehouse, he turned on the computer, where he could see his city construction.

On the computer version of "Xu Wu Reboot", he can only see the construction level of his own city, and he can also see the big map of the end of the world, but he can't see the details. He can see the densely packed villains constantly shuttling in the game.

Everyone is busy with their own business.

He Fang sat on his gaming chair and turned around, thinking about Xiao Zi's response at that time.

That response should mean that I don’t hate it. When singing, although Xiao Zi didn’t show any expression, she still went around in circles. The special effects that affected her perception were actually the expression of Xiao Zi’s joy. He Fang felt that maybe this was What Xiao Zi promised.

The singer should be able to do it. He Fang directly wrote the matter of making Xiaozi a singer in the game, and then publicized it to the outside world, making Xiaozi the leader of the songs in the entire apocalyptic world.

Then he closed the game, stretched his waist, and decided to leave "Xu Wu Reboot" temporarily to clear his mind.

He Fang walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out the window. It was already night, and the sky was completely dark. There were very few people at this point, and it was completely cold. Everyone was wearing thick clothes. From his upstairs You can hardly see the appearance of the people downstairs.

The leaves are yellow and have fallen, and the community has been cleaned very clean, but you can still see the fallen leaves, so you can still feel the beauty in the feeling of overlooking.

The beauty is just like the scenery in the game.

He Fang shook his head, another strange thought.

Playing the game is crazy.

There should be a big difference between the scenery in the real world and the scenery in the game.

He Fang watched from upstairs, watched, watched...

The look gradually became weird.

He Fang opened his closet, found a lot of thick clothes, put them on slowly, and moved his hands and feet a little uncomfortable.

He completely locked himself up at the beginning because he didn't want to communicate with outsiders.

But the last time the deliveryman took him out, it didn't seem as scary as he remembered.

He has been addicted to the game for too long, and he has vaguely felt that he can't distinguish between the game and reality, and now he really needs reality to stimulate himself a little bit.

He Fang wrapped himself up, and Yi Ang picked out a white scarf to cover his face. He looked at the strange hairstyle he had been trimming by himself all this time. After thinking about it, he took the hat and covered it. He looked like a malicious thief, afraid that a camera would record his face.

Close to the window and look outside, there are very few people now, but He Fang is actually a little bit resistant, but in order to keep himself healthy, in order to play with the N-PC in the game for a longer period of time, He Fang thinks to go out and experience it Reality is necessary.

However, He Fang was very hesitant when going out. He opened the door and closed it again, opened the door and closed it again, thinking that he was simply bored, and whether opening and closing the door would affect the neighbors.

After thinking about it, He Fang took off his shoes and coat, and lay on his bed, looking like a salted fish, but he felt inexplicably unmotivated.

He Fang has not felt the feeling of not being able to do what he wanted to do, and always thinking about it in his mind, unable to concentrate on doing other things at all.

In the game, Xiao Zi's mental influence on him seems to still exist, and Xiao Zi's singing is always lingering in his mind. He Fang sat up, wandered for a while, finally got up, and put his clothes back on.

He Fang opened the door again and looked at the brightly lit corridor. This time, there was no delivery man standing at the door to influence his thinking. All the things he had to do now were done according to his own ideas.

Not forced, but to go out on their own.

is the unknown, the world with no one to lead.

He Fang closed the door again.

However, this time, He Fang did not take off his clothes, but went to the room to find his own earphones, and created a playlist of the trilogy "Holy Father's Doctrine" in "Restart of the Market" on the playlist of his mobile phone , three melodies in a loop, Xiao Zi's mechanical sound appeared in his ears, and He Fang felt as if he was really affected by Xiao Zi's voice, and he seemed to pluck up his courage because of this.

He Fang found it amazing that the game "Xu Wu Reboot" seemed to have really changed him a lot.

In the autumn and winter seasons, the cold key has been held warm in the palm of the hand, and the palm of the hand hurts a little. He Fang felt a little uncomfortable. He looked down and realized that because of nervousness, the tip of the key had left a very deep mark on the palm of his hand. imprint.

He Fang sighed, plunged into the stairwell, closed the door behind him, and wanted to rush downstairs in one go.

However, when he was standing in front of the elevator, he was taken aback suddenly. The elevator door was open, or it was opened and it was about to close at the moment. , eyes staring at where.

He Fang was suddenly very fortunate that the elevator door was closing. If he could, he would rather wait for the next elevator than take the elevator with others.

However, the man panicked and stretched out his hand to press the elevator buttons several times. The sound was so loud that He Fang could hear the sound, and He Fang was stunned.

He watched helplessly as the elevator door that was about to close was opened again, and he and the people in the elevator suddenly met eyes.

He Fang lowered his eyes in panic, his body had already started to stiffen, and his mind went blank. Even though he knew that the other party must have opened the elevator door out of good intentions, He Fang's social fear once again affected his normal communication, and he took a step back unconsciously. , obviously wanting to go back to his room.

"Come on, I'll hold it down for you." The voice of the person in the elevator was very gentle. I don't even know if it was an illusion. The voice can be clearly transmitted to his ears.

He Fang only felt that his whole body was stiff. He didn't want to reject others' kindness, but he didn't have the courage to accept others' kindness.

The delivery man is not there, and no one can communicate with others instead of him.

If you turn around and go back now, it will be very impolite, and you want to tell the other party that you don't want to sit down, but He Fang can't find his own voice, standing stiffly at the door, he can see the hands of the people in the elevator, very Put it down casually, without any sign of impatience.

He Fang only felt that his brain was buzzing. He had stood here for a long time, and the other party didn't get bored at all, didn't close the door, didn't speak to urge him, just pressed the door of the elevator and waited for him to enter.

This was a kind offer that was completely irresistible, and He Fang finally bit the bullet and went in.

He stood directly in the corner, distanced himself from the people at the elevator entrance.

"Should we go to the first floor or the first floor?" asked the other party.

He Fang glanced at the second floor of the other party, he wanted to press it, but the other party was obviously waiting for him and wanted to help.

He Fang felt as if his voice was stuck, and he couldn't have a normal conversation at all, but to his surprise, the other party didn't answer, and directly pressed the first floor.

Does the other party know that he has no car?However, what surprised He Fang even more was that he not only pressed the first floor, but even the first floor below. It was not a guess, but a floor he might go to.

At this moment, He Fang felt that his breathing was a little faster, and his heartbeat began to feel irregular. Such a small movement, in the eyes of that person, might be an insignificant thing, but what He Fang felt was complete kindness.

He Fang's hand unconsciously clenched the bag in his pocket. He stretched out his other hand, pulled his scarf a little, and covered his face as much as possible behind the scarf, probably with a scarf and hands. Blocking gave He Fang a lot of courage, and finally he said slowly: "First floor, thank you."

The sound is very small, but it can be heard clearly in the silent elevator, a little muffled and a little hoarse.

"Okay." The man canceled the first floor with a very peaceful voice.

However, He Fang was very nervous. Their floors were falling, but He Fang was very disturbed.

What he wanted to say to the other party was not the 'first floor', but the later 'thank you'. The other party canceled the negative first floor and completely ignored his thank you.

Because the expression failed to make the other party understand, He Fang immediately began to panic. Seeing that the floor was getting lower and lower, he missed the best time to thank him, which made He Fang extremely uncomfortable.

The first floor was still reached, and He Fang left the elevator as if fleeing, but stood at the elevator entrance but did not run away, but turned around and took a tentative look at the people in the elevator.

The other party didn't seem to be in a hurry, and didn't press the elevator door close button. It seemed that because of his turning around, the man looked up at him with some doubts.

The elevator door began to close because it couldn't detect anyone. The man looked at the boy standing outside the elevator. Even though he was wrapped so heavily, he actually looked very thin. Under his hat and scarf, there were some things that were not very honest. His hair was blowing out. Apparently, the teenager didn't notice this detail, and he probably didn't even look in the mirror.

He saw that the boy shyly covered the bridge of his nose with a scarf, and even his own eyes. His eyes looked away, and there was a shy redness at the end of his eyes.

"Thank you...you...press the elevator for me." The boy said, then turned and ran.

The people in the elevator were startled, and immediately stepped forward to press the door-open button again, but they pressed the button with too much force, and the elevator door closed as usual.

The person in the elevator just felt sad, why didn't he tell the other party 'You're welcome', he should have answered!

Thanking him so cutely, but he didn't even respond at all, it must be very sad!

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you destroying the elevator!" At this moment, a voice came from the elevator, asking from the monitoring room in the corridor.

"I just saw the Creator. He and I took an elevator together." The man leaned against the elevator, covered his face with his hands, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock just now, "He still talked to me Got it, do you understand? He took the initiative to talk to me, and after he got out of the elevator, he said thank you to me, saying thank you for helping him press the elevator!"

So he accidentally broke the elevator when he was excited.

"I'm going..." The people in the monitoring room immediately moved forward to cut the camera, and they really saw the figure of the Creator, and once again yelled, "I'm going to you, what kind of luck is this, you have used up all your luck this year. .”

The man was leaning in the elevator, covering his face, his ears were blushing, "It's so cute, how could it be so cute, the Creator would actually help others press the elevator and say thank you? After struggling for so long, he really said thank you , what should I do, why is it so cute, I also want to be as cute as the Creator."

"Bah—" the person in the monitoring room sneered, "Compared with the Creator, is it up to you?"

"Oh, it's better than you. I'm swearing here. I don't know which world it is from an uneducated thing." The man snorted coldly.

The people in the monitoring room sneered: "You just stay in the elevator, and someone will repair it after a while."

"Can the little elevator stop me?" The man snorted coldly.

"I can't stop you, but if you dare to destroy the elevator, the Creator will not be able to take the elevator up at night, what do you think?" The person in the monitoring room said coldly, seemingly casual but actually the jealousy in his tone flew out.

The man snorted softly: "Wait and wait, I still want to relive the wonderful feeling of staying in the same space with the Creator here, you people take your time, don't disturb my good time."

The sound of grinding teeth in anger suddenly came from the monitoring room.

And the people in the elevator suddenly understood the feeling every time the Holy Master sang, it was really cool.

He Fang was walking on the road, even though he was wearing thick clothes, he still felt a little cold. He stood here alone, without a delivery person, and occasionally a person would pass by from a distance. The sound of music in the earphones seemed to comfort him. general tenderness.

He Fang tried to walk as close to the side as possible, he came out without any purpose, just wanted to come out, to experience the real world, but after he came out, he realized that he was really aimless.

The weather itself is cold, but it looks a bit cold because of the strong wind at night. He Fang feels that it is really the right choice to bring a scarf out.

At this time, there were fallen leaves drifting past his eyes, He Fang's mind suddenly appeared when Zhu Yan helped him remove the fallen leaves from his hair before, Zhu Yan was a very gentle man who was different from his cold appearance, if he was in In reality, would there be such a person?

He Fang walked on the street step by step, where there are few people, where there are few people, obviously people have already come out, but everything about the N-PC in "Restart of the Market" always appeared in his mind, He Fang found that he was the most Deep memories are almost all N-PC's.

In the world of "Restart of Ruins", he truly felt an unprecedented feeling of being valued. He liked that world, a world where players were treated with special privileges. After all, who wouldn't want to be special.

real world……

He Fang paused, a faint light flashed in his vision, following the light, it was a small hairpin, a girl's hairpin, shiny and beautiful, and not far ahead The girl is arranging her wind-torn hair.

He Fang lowered his head, looked at the hairpin on the ground, and wanted to avoid it.

He once picked up money, which was dropped by the person in front of him, and he returned the money to the person. At that time, he thought that he might make friends because of this opportunity, but his luck was always not good.

That 'friend' began to bully him, pushing his back, pulling his clothes, and even spitting at him. He was only in primary school at that time, and even now, He Fang still doesn't understand why he was rejected Treat it that way.

He stopped in his tracks, looked at the issued card, and suddenly felt that his purpose of coming out this trip might have been achieved.

Reality is always real, and reality is illogical. The people you meet in reality will not bring him such warm kindness like the N-PC in "Restart of Ruins".

In reality, there may be subtle kindness, but kindness does not belong to oneself, but a person's upbringing, which can be aimed at anyone.

Let's go back.

He Fang suddenly felt that he wanted to shrink back into the small nest he had created by himself again. He recalled bad things, because of a small incident, he was reminded of the past and his past life. Go forward and stay back.

"Huh?" Just as He Fang was about to turn around and leave, the girl in front of her uttered a puzzled voice. She searched her hair, and seemed to find that the hairpin was gone, and looked to the side anxiously.

He Fang looked at the girl's anxious expression, blinked his eyes, and looked down at the beautiful hairpin in the corner again.

He Fang bent down and picked up the hairpin.

After the girl anxiously made her freshly arranged hair messy, a man stood in front of her.

The girl raised her head, and her big brother in full armor stood quietly. She could only vaguely see those eyes, but it was these eyes. He pinched his lower back hard, trying to make his expression normal.

Without saying a word, the elder brother stretched out his hand and grasped the corner of her lost beautiful hairpin at his fingertips, which was an action to return it to her.

The girl was flattered, and immediately stretched out her hands to make a clasp. Under the hairpin, the elder brother let go of his hand, and the hairpin fell from the elder brother's hand into her hand.

The girl looked up, but saw that her elder brother had already turned around and left without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

"Wait, wait a minute..." The girl immediately took two steps to catch up. She watched her big brother stiffen because of her chasing and voice, she looked away as if refusing, and pulled the scarf with her hands .

She is shorter than the other party, so even if the other party lowers her head, she can see the slight fear in his eyes. The girl immediately stopped her forward steps and stopped aside. She bowed respectfully to the boy: " Thank you, really thank you for helping me find this hairpin, it was a gift from my best friend for my birthday, I just lost it and it scared the hell out of me."

The elder brother looked at her, and the girl tried her best to suppress the excitement and joy in her heart, but she still couldn't hide her shining eyes, and at this moment she heard the other party say slowly: "You're welcome."

Said that the other party turned around and was about to leave, the girl became anxious again, and chased after the other party: "Wait a minute, please wait a moment."

The girl knew that the other party didn't want her to approach, so in the distance, she tried her best to find the chocolate that she put in her schoolbag to supplement the sugar. Looking at the person in front of him: "Thank you, this is a thank you gift."

The other party obviously didn't want it, but she tried her best to hand it forward: "Thank you very much."

He Fang looked down at the chocolate, although he didn't think that he could get a piece of chocolate just by helping someone pick something up, but the girl's eyes were full of hope that he would accept it, and He Fang couldn't resist it.

He took the piece of chocolate, and when his fingertips squeezed the chocolate tightly, the girl immediately let go, and there was no contact that made He Fang palpitate at all, as if the other party knew he didn't like it, and was solemnly thanked by the other party afterwards , turned around and ran away, the messy hair looked a little crazy, but it was inexplicably cute.

He Fang looked at the piece of chocolate, and suddenly felt very weird, and he received another kindness.

Although thank you.

But just now he felt that the real world would definitely not be so friendly, so what's going on?

He Fang squeezed the chocolate, strange thoughts mixed in his body, he only felt that his mind was blank.

Could it be that he is actually still in the game, but he thinks he has come out, but in fact he hasn't?He Fang felt chills at the thought of this possibility, but after thinking about it, he denied this possibility. He came out of the house, and even after he came out, he thought that he forgot to bring the garbage out of the room because of nervousness.

He Fang felt that he might be hopeless, he would really lose the distinction between the game world and the real world.

He Fang wants to go home and play some other games, feeling that it is too dangerous to stay in reality any longer.

At this moment, a figure riding a small yellow tram appeared in He Fang's sight in front of him. Under the hard hat of the delivery man, there was a head of extremely beautiful blond hair tied into a braid.

He Fang slowly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the blond-haired delivery boy. The other person seemed to have noticed him, and looked back, but that was the wrong thing. The small tram directly hit the back of the car on the side of the road. The man took the car and overturned it.

He Fang gasped, his head froze, he took off his earphones and immediately went forward.

The delivery man in the yellow delivery uniform was lying on the ground at this time, and he took a long time to relax when He Fang came to him.

"You, how are you? Where did you fall? Is there any pain?" He Fang never thought that such a thing would happen suddenly. The delivery man overturned the car just because he glanced at him, and he felt so guilty.

"Customer?" The delivery man's fair face was even paler now, and he glanced at He Fang in a panic, "Is my delivery okay?"

He Fang felt a thump in his heart. Looking at the takeaway boy who finally sat up, he immediately went to look for his takeaway. Unexpectedly, the packaging was okay, but it was a little deformed.

"It looks okay." He Fang lifted the trolley up and put it away, lowered his head and asked anxiously, "Do you feel any pain?"

"Well...the leg was pressed a bit." The delivery man said, He Fang felt a thump in his heart, and immediately went to look at the delivery man's leg, but he couldn't see it because the clothes were too thick.

"Anyway... Anyway, let's go to the hospital first." He Fang helped him up and let him sit on the back seat of the tram, while he himself rode on the electric scooter.

"But the customer...takeaway..." The deliveryman was obviously still thinking about the takeaway.

He Fang was a little annoyed, and it had been a long time since he was burning with such anger: "The body is the most important thing, can takeaway be more important than your legs?"

Suddenly being scolded harshly, the delivery boy suddenly became hoarse.

He Fang was annoyed, and continued to say: "Now see if you can transfer the list in your hand to someone else. If you can't transfer it, call the customer and ask them to wait. I will take you to the hospital, and then... Then I will help you You give."

He Fang gritted his teeth, but after he finished speaking, he realized how impossible he had promised.

"Okay." The delivery man hugged He Fang's waist, and He Fang, who had gradually gotten used to the delivery man's touch, didn't feel weird, but He Fang heard the voice of the delivery man leaning against his back with a choked voice, "Honey, it hurts." .”

He Fang thumped in his heart, a little distressed and a little bit dumbfounded: "You are still interested in joking at this time."

He Fang was really worried. The sound was really loud when the delivery man overturned the car. Fortunately, the car was not affected. He followed the route he remembered to find the nearest hospital in the city and the largest hospital in the whole room. , and the delivery man called behind him to say something.

Some were afraid that there would be customers who would mess around, but it seemed that everyone was easy to talk to, and He Fang was relieved that he would be late if he said it was late.

After finally arriving at the hospital, the delivery man was sitting on the trolley. He Fang said, "Wait a minute, I'll find a wheelchair."

The back of He Fang turned and left, in the eyes of the delivery man, he was so handsome, but when he looked up at the hospital, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, he didn't pay attention just now, here...

When the two leading nurses at the front desk in the hospital looked up and saw a person, their brains froze for a moment.

The young man tried hard and said, "Well...I want...to borrow a wheelchair...my friend of the wheelchair...he..."

The young man stammered and wanted to speak clearly, his eyes were full of anxiety, but the more anxious he became, the harder he could speak.

The little nurse stood up immediately, and she instantly understood what the boy wanted to express: "Come with me."

The other nurse saw her colleague leading the boy away, and immediately dialed the phone with a pale face: "Hello, hello? Is it the dean's room? Dean Bai, is Dean Bai right? The Creator is here, and the Creator was at the front desk just now Dean, do you want to hide? Do you want people to take down all your photos immediately?"