[Holographic] Only Buddhist players

"So you come to take care of me, an otaku who can't take care of himself?"

"No, I'm not that helpful." Han Qing raised his head, his eyes were like cold pools reflecting the night and stars, "Because I also want to get close to Master, not just in the game."

"why?"

Han Qing closed her eyes, her voice was a little lower, but her words were clear: "I hope that you will see me first when you open your eyes every day, and I hope you will be the last to hear my voice before going to bed. Tell me, why is this?" ?”

The cold wind came in from the window, making Shen Fan's cheeks feel hot.

"Why don't you close the windows in such a cold day." He hurriedly walked in, but his feet were unsteady, Han Qing caught him, and his warm breath pressed against him from behind.

"Blow more air so that I can calm down a bit." The voice was panting, and it seemed to be a sigh of satisfaction, which disturbed Shen Fan's mind, and the low-grade fever that had just subsided for two days spread from his face to his whole body, as if he had just recovered from a scalding fever. It's like taking it out of boiling water.

"You...what's the matter?" Shen Fan turned around and pushed him, just a symbolic push, and Han Qing retreated smoothly.

"What's the matter?"

"Just... you... I..." It would be too difficult to explain what feelings are all about, Shen Fan hesitated for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "When did it start?"

"I said it was very early, does the master believe it?" Han Qing said, "I don't know when the seed was planted. You left the game suddenly and there was no more news. Only after I found out that it took root and sprouted."

Shen Fan's heart sank slightly.He did not say hello to his apprentice when he got out of the pit. That day his mother suddenly fell ill and was sent to the hospital. The doctor said that she was sick from overwork and that she should not be overworked anymore. Shen Fan was so upset that he uninstalled all the games on the computer.

His mother didn't let him set foot in the kitchen, so he had to help with the housework. After thinking about it, maybe he didn't share much. Her health was still getting worse day by day, although the doctor said that the reason for the deterioration of her condition was depression in her heart.

For the rest of her life after meeting her father, her mother has always loved and respected him, and never complained. Even if he left home and never heard from her, she could still find a good reason for him—a twisted melon is not sweet. .

It is true that they are not from the same world, but they are intersected by fate. Perhaps the mother thinks that it is better for her to guard the remnants alone for the rest of her life than two people accompanied by resentment.

Shen Fan thought, a person who has never seen fireworks is not pitiful at first, but after being blindfolded by another person and then opened, he only sees the gorgeous fireworks for a moment, and then disappears.

No one blindfolded her anymore, but in front of her eyes, there was only a lonely sky.

How beautiful and how cruel.

And people who are used to the plain taste will become more greedy after tasting the sweetness, wishing that the sugar would never melt.

So the farmer hid the snail shells.When Shen Fan saw that story for the first time, he felt that the farmer was really selfish and kept the snail girl from going back to the pool, even though they had a standard happy ending.

But in reality, fireworks are fleeting and flowers wither. No one has taught Shen Fan how to manage a relationship—or a relationship that is not so traditional.

"At that time you were still a little hedgehog, you only knew how to fight and kill every day." Shen Fan took two steps back and leaned against the desk, "Where do you know what..."

"I didn't understand at first." Han Qing leaned on the door frame and said, "But the master taught me."

Shen Fan was stunned.

"I'm a product of a marriage that didn't blossom but only had results. The bond that connects my parents is just benefits. They don't have deep feelings for me, as long as I follow the path they paved." Han Qing scattered a few words on his forehead. Wisps of black hair, covering the storm brewing in the eyes "When I was young, I didn't understand this truth. In order to get them a little attention, I made my head bleed. My various bad deeds have given others a little comfort, and they can judge rich people with reason and evidence. Other people's children are nothing more than that-dandy, rebellious, and uneducated."

"Master, do you think so too?" Han Qing raised his head, his eyes were like a sharp but fragile ice blade, "Rebellious, naive, like a hedgehog, right?"

Shen Fan blurted out: "No."

"I know not." The storm in Han Qing's eyes suddenly subsided, "Do you know why I'm always disobedient?"

"Why?" Shen Fan subconsciously grabbed the corner of the table behind him.

"Because as long as you don't listen, and make the same mistake next time, the master will tell me again, over and over again."

"..." Shen Fan pinched the corner of the table, thinking that he had been played around by this guy back then, but he couldn't get angry at all, and his heart was sore and soft. He thought that even if he knew that Han Qing was Deliberately, I will treat him with the same patience.

"You see, as long as I cause trouble everywhere, you won't have time to worry about others, so Master's patience will only be used on me alone." Han Qing looked directly into Shen Fan's eyes, without hiding his possessive desire.

Shen Fan looked away, the fingers hidden behind his back trembled slightly, and almost lost his strength.

His limbs are urging him to hug the person in front of him, memories, temperature, and what he can touch, the coldness and the gap in his heart, the feelings accumulated over the years are like a flood over his head, out of control.

But the cold wind pouring in from the window and the icy air in the whole room awakened the last sliver of reason in him. He had witnessed the lonely fireworks and decaying flowers with his own eyes. The difference between him and Han Qing already pointed to the same ending. Sail thinks so.

They pushed reason to close the floodgates.

"I'm not that patient. That's all in the past." Shen Fan's voice was restrained as much as possible, "You can also see that I'm just passing by by myself, relying on instant noodles and medicine to maintain my life. Before I met you, I never thought about it. From now on, I never thought about liking someone."

"What happened after you met me?"

Shen Fan knew what Han Qing wanted to hear, but: "To be honest, I don't know."

"Then master can think slowly, and I'm not in a hurry." Han Qing passed Shen Fan and closed the window.

Shen Fan grabbed his wrist and lowered his head: "Han Qing, I think...we are not the same people."

"No matter how bad your relationship with your parents is, they are still your family." Shen Fan's drooping eyelashes fluttered behind the glasses. The item of wives and children..."

"I've already severed ties with them." The hand holding his wrist trembled suddenly, Han Qing didn't seem to feel it, and continued unhurriedly, "Master, don't be nervous, it's not because of you. I'm filling out the volunteer At that time, they wanted me to study finance, but I insisted on computer science.”

Han Qing shrugged: "Then he was expelled from the house."

"I'm just a tool for them. In the eyes of outsiders, I have a successful career, a happy marriage, and a sensible successor, and I'm short of writing a 'winner in life' on my face. They are still waiting for me to learn to code well. Going back to inherit the family business, I just don’t want them to be happy.”

"You..." Shen Fan wanted to say that there are no parents in the world who really don't care about their children, but in this room where his father never came back, he really couldn't say it.

"If there is nothing else, the master will go back first."

Shen Fan, who was ordered to leave the guest, was taken aback for a moment, and realized that Han Qing's relationship with his parents was not as light as his tone, and he might be a little angry because of his own problems, which affected bad memories, even if the anger was not against yourself.

He suddenly felt that the wrist he was holding was as cold as ice, so he let it go abruptly, feeling a little sad in his heart, but the throbbing pain was really unreasonable.

"Master..." Han Qing's hoarse voice suddenly clung to his ears, "You know I treat you, yet you still dare to stay in my room."

"In case my mind is not clear for a while, I make some beast that deceives my master and destroys my ancestors..."

Before finishing speaking, Shen Fan pushed him away and fled in despair.

When Luo Yin saw Shen Fan and Han Qing again, he found that the atmosphere between the two was even more weird. He looked left and right, but he couldn't see what was wrong, his eyes twitched, thinking of a plan.

"I won't work on the big guy tonight. It's hard work for it to carry us every day. I'll row the boat." After Luo Yin finished speaking, he coaxed and tricked the two big Buddhas into the boat.

"You sit in the stern, sit in the stern." Luo Yin giggled, "I heard that when two people quarreled, the bow quarreled, and the stern closed."

"..."

So the atmosphere between the two became more subtle.

Luo Yin glanced at this, then at that, and sighed silently: "Oh, it's hard for an upright official to break up housework."

When they arrived at the Temple of the Moon God, they saw the group of useless priests falling in disorder behind the pillars. There was the sound of bats squeaking in the courtyard of the temple, and the black wind surrounded the struggling woman in the center. Luna who lost her weapon.

Losing the silver moon scepter as a casting medium and a melee weapon, Luna was extremely embarrassed under the siege of Dracula's bats. He could only wave his arms to drive away, but was still gnawed out by the sharp teeth of the bats. teeth marks.

Shen Fan threw the lamp at the feet of the Moon God, Ye Xing passed by and immediately turned on the mask, the god around him shook slightly, and finally couldn't support him and fell on top of him.

There was no good skin on Luna's body, and the flesh was covered with blood holes on the bones. The blood gurgled out from the honeycomb-shaped wounds, dyeing Shen Fan's whole body bright red, and a pool of blood quickly accumulated on the ground. Shen Fan had no doubts that if she was delayed for a while, she would be sucked into a mummy by bats.

He gave Luna a sip of milk with his healing skills, and immediately activated the lotus breath buff after hanging his life, and then used "dream" to calm the gnawing bats around him for a while.

Han Qing's chained dagger reaped the bats with the whistling sound of the wind, Zhu Gu's great sword slammed at the bats, and Shen Fan's mask was soon covered with dead bats, as if a bat The "merit wall" made up of corpses is not beautiful at all, but it looks very relieved.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dracula hastily turned into his own body. He was already injured, and he had almost no chance of winning in the face of a four-person besiege. He was wrapped in a black cloak and was about to flee. At this time, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. In the night sky, the howling wind brought large snowflakes like goose feathers, and a blizzard rose on the ground.

In the cold domain of the Valkyrie, Dracula's escape skills were completely blocked. He was nailed to the ice by several ice spears that fell from the sky, and his face was whiter than snow.

Freya riding the snow wolf landed next to Shen Fan first, took over the bloody Moon God, sealed her bleeding wound with cold air, and gently put her on the snow wolf's back.

Freya was originally serious, but now her face was terribly cold. Standing beside her, Shen Fan felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

She took the gun and walked towards Dracula, every step made cracks spread on the ice under her feet.

Shen Fan watched Freya squatting beside the immobile Dracula, raised the point of the gun and poked a hole in his right palm, wondering why the Valkyrie struck so lightly, and then saw the cold air spread from the wound, killing Dracula. Gula's whole hand was frozen into iron blue. The extreme cold was more piercing pain than the burning fire. He hissed fiercely, and the body fixed by the ice spear struggled violently, and several of them were shattered.

Dracula's left hand took the opportunity to condense a bloody ball of light surrounded by black air, which is the so-called borrowed divine power, but just as it took shape, Valkyrie fired another shot, piercing through the palm of his hand and crushing that divine power at the same time.

"Who is the god behind you?" Freya pressed the point of the gun against Dracula's chin, squeezing his entire face out of shape, as if she wanted to penetrate the skull with a little force.

"You just killed me. Anyway, even if you kill me, you can't stop the eternal night from coming." Dracula's pale face was distorted, but he could still smile.

"Oh." Freya showed a clear expression, "No wonder, it seems that the coming of eternal night will benefit your blood clan a lot, such as unlocking the frozen blood of your family?"

Dracula's expression changed, and Shen Fan remembered that on Stone Statue Island, the head of Medusa also said that the blood of Dracula's family had been frozen for nearly a thousand years. It turned out that it was because of this that he worked for "Shenyin".

Dracula suddenly laughed, looking crazy: "Yong Ye, you have been reminded so clearly, can't you guess? I did all this, of course, under the orders of Master Amaterasu."

Freya didn't believe this statement at all, but Dracula didn't change his words, just laughed wildly.Seeing him like this, Freya directly shot him in the chest, and then grasped the void, and Dracula's body occupied by the cold air instantly turned into powder.

At this moment, Shen Fan heard Yue Shen's angry voice coming from behind him. He didn't hear what she said clearly, so he hurried over, only to find that there was something tightly clenched in the hand hanging from Xue Lang's back, and he lightly After touching it lightly, Luna let go of it and dropped it on Shen Fan's hand.

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There is no flowering but only fruiting, referred to as fig_(:з」∠)_