Chapter 9 Good Night
There was still some residual excitement, and Jiang Luo's face was still hot.

Thinking about it, she thought she was funny again.

It's just a game character, so what's the point?
Take a deep breath and try to calm down.

She sent: "Good night, Yan Zihe."

Yan Zihe: "Good night, Luoluo."

After exiting the game, Jiang Luo put the phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, lay down flat, and pulled up the quilt.

Close your eyes, Yan Zihe is still in front of you.

Wrapped in fluffy pajamas, there is no expression on his face, his eyes are like two obsidian, well-behaved and cute.

The corners of her lips were raised, and Jiang Luo's heart was beating thumpingly.

Is this what it feels like to be heartbroken?
I haven't experienced it in three dimensions for a long time.

Although this game sometimes cheats Krypton very rubbish, it will get stuck, the plot is also very watery, and there will be scenes with no bottom line, but...

The boyfriend is too cute.

With Yan Zihe around, those unbearable details became bearable.

Boyfriend, I will definitely be able to successfully attack you!

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high, reflecting dreams in and out of dreams.

The whole city is covered with a layer of silver, gentle and quiet.

-【strict】-

It is thick darkness.

A pair of dark eyes flicked open.

With sharp eyes, Yan Zihe surveyed the world.

game?

If this is a game world, it all makes sense.

The CDM laboratory building is the main line of the story.

The bedroom is the sitting area.

Those without souls are NPCs.

Luoluo is a player.

Then he is a game character.

It's just that this game is different from other games in his cognition.

Here, he and the player are lovers.

But why does he have independent thoughts?

Consciousness awakening?

Or... time travel?
Perhaps, he is not from this world at all.

Perhaps, he became Yan Zihe by some kind of coincidence.

The speculation seems reasonable, but in fact it is very bold.

More information is needed to verify.

And the breakthrough point of verification can only be Luoluo...

-【ginger】-

"Bully guy! Bully guy! Bully guy!"

"Get out of the entertainment industry!"

"Looking from the heart, you are trash!"

……

It's a nightmare.

Strangely, Jiang Luo was able to clearly realize that he was dreaming.

I have had similar dreams countless times.

People wearing pale masks and black robes approached her holding tridents.

They have no specific image, and the mask is full of vitriolic language.

They surrounded her, brandished weapons at her, shouted and abused her.

Buzzing rumbling.

Incessantly.

The eyes seemed to be covered with dust, dim and dull.

Jiang Luo stood in the center of the storm, helpless, small, and alone.

She thought that the cyberbullying would have no effect on her.

In fact, she did eat, drink, draw and play games as usual, except for... this sporadic nightmare.

"Bullying coffee!"

"Bullying coffee!"

"Bullying coffee!"

……

A loud cry is getting closer and closer.

until close at hand.

Jiang Luo looked around calmly.

The black robes stared at her and shouted at her.

She is not afraid of them.

Just depressed by them.

The garden in my heart has been barren, with crooked weeds and vines growing, intertwined and densely packed, weaving a net called despair.

Looking at the world through the grid, the world becomes barren.

How long will it take like this?
It's like walking on an endless road, exhausted, and still has to drag a heavy body forward.

Step by step.

Step by step.

"Fall down."

At the same time as the voice sounded, Jiang Luo's hand fell into a piece of softness.

Turning around, it was Yan Zihe who was shining.

Shrouded in white light, sacred and beautiful.

He pulled her through the dark masked people and ran into the street after the summer rain.

The clear water surface reflects the clear sky, a magnificent rainbow, and Yan Zihe in a little wolf down pajamas.

The back in front is thin but firm, and the chest seems to be stuffed with cotton, full and soft.

Yan Zihe turned his head to look at her, his face was covered with orange afterglow, and his brows and eyes melted in such softness.

He bent his eyes and said one by one: "Let's save the world, Luoluo."

"Let's go save the world, Luoluo."

"Let's go save the world, Luoluo."

……

Open your eyes.

The bright and soft colors are gone, leaving only the dark gray and black.

Jiang Luo touched the phone and pressed it to light up.

6: 41.

The winter mornings are extraordinarily cold.

Turning on the air conditioner, she didn't get up until the temperature rose.

"Swipe", the curtains are opened.

The sky outside is dark blue, and there are already many elderly people doing morning exercises in the square of the community.

Stretching her arms, she stood in front of the glass window and followed the old people to exercise their muscles and bones.

A new day begins.

After washing up, Jiang Luo came to the kitchen, boiled water, and went down.

Standing in front of the cooking table, waiting for the interval between cooking noodles, she couldn't help recalling the dream just now.

The water vapor rises, and through the thin mist, the smile is extraordinarily moist.

She took out her phone from her pocket and clicked on "Love at the End of the World".

-【strict】-

Yan Zihe was woken up by the sudden light.

Sleepy-eyed, I touched the phone and looked at it. It was not yet 7 o'clock.

He rubbed his eyes and slowly got up.

This player works so hard to even play the game...

-【ginger】-

【Favorability +1】

Ok?
Do you give favorability points when you go online?
Jiang Luo's eyes widened in surprise.

She quickly typed: "Good morning, Yan Zihe."

Yan Zihe replied: "Morning."

Then, he put down his phone and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom is a private area, and the lights can only be seen through the frosted glass on the door, and the door is tightly sealed.

This game is indeed very realistic in the design of some details.

-【strict】-

"Cuckoo..."

As soon as I came out of the bathroom, my stomach growled.

Only then did Yan Zihe remember that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

For how long, he couldn't tell.

There was a refrigerator next to the dining table, and he walked over to see if there was anything to eat.

The door opened, uh, it was empty.

Not even a rotten vegetable leaf.

-【ginger】-

【Cuckoo...】

A banner floated on the screen.

Like sound effects.

Look again, Yan Zihe is standing in front of the refrigerator thoughtfully.

Yan Zihe... Are you hungry?
Need to feed?
This game really does not miss any chance to make money.

Bow your head, the milk pot is gurgling, and the noodles are churning.

Then...

Jiang Luo opened the mall, entered the [World Cuisine] channel, found [Noodles], and clicked to buy.

-【strict】-

stab.

There was an extra serving of hot noodles on the table.

Luoluo knew he was hungry?
Does this mean... Luoluo can see his every move?
This also fits with the "game guessing".

Players look down on the world from the perspective of God.

Sitting at the table, Yan Zihe picked up his mobile phone and sent: "Luoluo, thank you."

Luo Luo: "I hope you like it. \( ̄︶ ̄)/"

There is an emoji at the end of the sentence, which is very cute.

Yan Zihe hooked his lips.

The round bowl is steaming, with a wafting fragrance.

He sat in front of the table with a straight and neat posture, holding the wooden chopsticks in one hand and the bowl in the other.

The mobile phone is placed on the table and can be seen from the side.

If you want to grasp the world, you need to know more about Luoluo.

Yan Zihe asked, "Luoluo, are you up so early for work?"

 It's Monday again.Will there be new friends coming to see my new book this week?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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