I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

This thing isn't even a game.

Chen Ya clapped his hands to bring him back to his senses and said, "Did you understand what I just said?"

“I heard, I understand, but I don’t fully understand,” Ishikawa Tō swallowed. “Brother Ya, do you really think this thing has any value as a game?”

“It’s worthless,” Chen Ya said. “It’s not even a game.”

"..."

It turns out Chen Ya knew this; he even thought the same thing as Ishikawa Toru.

"but……"

Ishikawa Tō was about to say something, but Chen Ya stopped him:

“I know what you want to ask. I know this isn’t a game, because our goal right now isn’t to make a game.”

Ishikawa Dong quieted down.

"In your opinion, what kind of game is a real game?" Chen Ya asked. "Are playing marbles, flipping through picture cards, or playing chess games?"

"It's a game." Ishikawa Takashi nodded firmly.

"So, do those legendary web-based games, where you recharge to buy combat power, obtain equipment, and climb rankings, count as games?"

Ishikawa Dong hesitated: "This... counts, right?"

“Well, they can be considered games,” Chen Ya said. “In the end, which game do you think is more fun?”

“…” Ishikawa Toru thought for a moment and said, “Probably the former.”

“In legendary games, as long as you have money, you can buy everything, crush others in the game, and enjoy the thrill of life and death,” Chen Ya said. “But the thrill it provides is ultimately just emptiness.”

"You should know the donut theory, right? As you delve deeper into a game, you're bound to stumble in the end, because you'll find that in any game, once you've studied it to the end, all that's left is emptiness."

"The ultimate game is the game you play with your friends, the bond you form with people, the exploration of each other's inner selves, and the inquiry into your soul."

After saying that, Chen Ya stood up and patted Ishikawa Takashi on the shoulder.

"Do your best. Do as much as you can tonight. I'll rest here and wait for you to finish."

Chen Ya left, but Ishikawa Takashi remained in the same spot.

His words just now still ring in my ears, a wake-up call.

"The real game is with friends..."

For someone who was admitted to Peking University through the rigorous entrance exam in Yuzhou, playing games with friends is a memory from a very, very long time ago.

When Chen Ya brought it up this time, he suddenly realized something—he hadn't hung out with his friends for a long time.

Moreover, in the foreseeable future, he doesn't have many opportunities to play with his friends.

In the future, he will need to work hard and earn money. If the business he does with Brother Ya is unsuccessful, he will have to work hard to improve his GPA and get into graduate school.

Only by working hard like this can he stay in Beijing, buy a house, a car, get married, and get his life back on track.

In his life plan, he has never seriously pursued "playing games with friends" as one of his goals.

Thinking about this, how can one not feel sorrow?

Let's drink a big cup of wine.

and many more.

Ishikawa Dong snapped out of his daze and turned to look at Chen Ya, who was drinking water over there:

"Brother Ya, but what do all this have to do with this game?"

Chen Ya shook his hand and ignored him.

……

As the screen glowed blue in the night, Ishikawa Tō's fingers flew across the keyboard. The white edges of the dark sky outside the window, stained by urban light pollution, gradually faded, revealing a sky full of stars. Ishikawa Tō pushed the keyboard forward and stretched his legs out to the fullest.

"It's all set, Brother Ya."

There was no response from Chen Ya. He was wearing headphones, tapping his leg while operating something on his computer.

Ishikawa Dong stood up and walked over, only to find that Chen Ya's computer screen had FL Studio open. It was an entry-level music production software, and a complete music project was already displayed on Chen Ya's interface.

"Brother Ya..."

Chen Ya turned around and saw Ishikawa Takashi: "Perfect timing, come and listen."

He handed him the earphones, and immediately his ears started thumping.

Ishikawa Tō couldn't help but start shaking his leg.

"This is the game's background music," Chen Ya said.

Ishikawa Takashi's eyes widened: "Brother Ya, this song... you just wrote it?"

"Ah."

"You can write songs?"

“…Hmm.” Chen Ya stood up and stretched, as if he had asked a trivial question.

"What time is it?" he suddenly asked, turning around.

"2 o'clock." Ishikawa Toru glanced at his phone.

“Oh no,” a terrible thought suddenly popped into Chen Ya’s head, “I have to go back.”

Ishikawa Toru looked at Chen Ya with a hint of resentment in his eyes: "Didn't you say you were going to sleep here tonight?"

"I won't sleep here tonight, I suddenly remembered something," Chen Ya said.

"I've even figured out where to put the bed..."

Chen Ya walked away, ignoring Ishikawa Dong's resentful gaze. Actually, Ishikawa Dong had prepared several topics for their late-night chat.

As he jogged along with his heart rate monitor on, the idea kept growing in Chen Ya's mind, even making him a little apprehensive.

But the idea was so absurd that he began to doubt himself, wondering if he was making a mountain out of a molehill by coming back for such a low probability.

It took about ten minutes to walk home. Chen Ya took small steps up the stairs, stomped his foot to turn on the motion-activated light, and only when he saw that the door was empty did he feel a little relieved.

"I knew it wouldn't happen..."

He shook his head self-deprecatingly, took out his keys from his pocket, and suddenly heard a sound that sounded like a small animal from behind him.

"Gu..."

Chen Ya turned around stiffly, only to see a figure wrapped in a white coat, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, squatting on the steps at the top of the stairs behind him.

Lu Aiai sat there, waiting for who knows how long.

Chen Ya touched his forehead.

He didn't want to touch his own head; he wanted to open Lu Ai'ai's head and ask, "Are you alright?"

I eat Liuliumei whenever I have free time.

It's exactly what I feared.

Just now at the company, he suddenly remembered that he and Lu Aiai had agreed to borrow her tennis court to play tennis today, and Lu Aiai had also agreed to take him to get a concussion check-up tonight.

However, since he had played tennis with Gu Yuqing that day, and since Lu Aiai didn't seem to have a concussion, he didn't think much of it.

After finishing the song, it suddenly occurred to me that, given Lu Ai'ai's impulsive personality, she might not come to my house to wait for me.

After all, she didn't have her own way of contacting people.

Unexpectedly, she actually came over.

"you……"

Walking up to Lu Aiai, Chen Ya hesitated for a moment, then finally knelt down, pressing his knees, and looked at Lu Aiai, asking, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"I don't know, I prescribed over 2000..."

Lu Aiai's face looked dark and gloomy, with dark circles under her eyes, making her look like she was about to faint.

Although he didn't understand what it meant to have a root extract of over two thousand, Chen Ya guessed that it must have been a long time coming.

Chapter 324 We Slept Together

Beneath the girl's lab coat, she wore denim shorts that reached her upper thighs, revealing two long, pale legs with knees red from the cold.

Fortunately, it's not too hot in summer yet, and it's not the time when mosquitoes are flying around, otherwise I would definitely have several unbearably itchy welts on my legs.

She wore a pink tank top over denim shorts, a very childish style, with faded ties that made one wonder if it was her high school outfit.

In the dead of night, Chen Ya was very suspicious that if someone passed by, they might think Lu Ai'ai was an ignorant girl who had been kicked out of the house by her cruel parents.

"If I'm not home, go back to your dorm first, okay? If I don't come home tonight, you'll have to sit here all night, won't you?"

When Lu Ai'ai heard him say "go back to the dormitory," she immediately sat up straight with a start.

"I went back, and no signs of biological activity were observed in the dormitory, but the possibility that the dangerous animal was lurking and waiting for me to let my guard down before launching a fatal attack cannot be ruled out..."

"If it were just a mouse, I don't think it would have the guts. A mouse wouldn't dare to appear in front of you; it would only dare to secretly stare at you."

The girl's face showed the expression of someone who had just experienced a day trip to Jurassic Park, as if the fact that she was being secretly observed by the rat terrified her even more.

"Come on, get up and let's go inside," Chen Ya said, rubbing his temples. "I'm really fed up with you."

The girl pitifully raised her watery eyes and said, "I can't stand up."

"?"

"My legs are numb."

Chen Ya reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her up as if she were a spring in the air.

The girl's wrists were very thin, with delicate bones, almost thinner than the root of a scallion, as if they would break with the slightest force.

As soon as they helped her up, Lu Aiai swayed and collapsed into Chen Ya's arms, her body limp.

"Ouch, it's numb, so numb, I can't walk anymore, it's numb, numb, numb..."

"This is so troublesome..."

Lu Aiai charged forward recklessly, nearly knocking Chen Ya down. She grabbed him with one arm while the other reached into her pocket for her keys. Her hands gripped his clothes tightly, almost tearing them off. The two looked like a drunken couple wrestling in front of their own home.

"You, calm down... don't move around..."

It took a lot of effort to finally pull out the key, open the door, and get the person inside. When Lu Aiai saw Chen Ya's bed, it was like returning to her hometown, and she rushed over to it.

"Hey, you haven't even taken your clothes off yet, don't lie down on my bed!"

She had been sitting on her white coat for so long, and there was a peach-shaped black mark on the back of the coat. Chen Ya pulled the coat off her with both hands, and Lu Aiai rolled over and lay on her side on his bed.

She wore a pink tank top and denim shorts, revealing her shoulders, collarbone, arms, and long legs. Her beautiful limbs stretched out like mountains shrouded in mist.

Lu Aiai's figure was not particularly plump, but her pretty face, with its disheveled hair and rosy cheeks, had a unique charm.

Chen Ya, holding her clothes, stood blankly by the bed for a while, gazing at the beautiful scene. Lu Ai'ai parted her lips slightly and uttered a single word:

"……thirsty."

"Pour it yourself."

Chen Ya crumpled her clothes into a ball and threw them aside.

"I can't move."

"Are all girls good at playing the victim? I'm not your boyfriend, so don't try to act cute with me."

"No……"

Lu Aiai's voice was barely audible, but Chen Ya ignored her, grabbed her ankle, and pulled off a pair of nearly grayish-white running shoes from her feet.

Two socks of completely different lengths, colors, and styles appeared on Lu Aiai's feet at the same time, and her two little feet even moved like startled chicks.

Chen Ya stared at the mismatched socks and fell into deep thought.

Why didn't humans get eliminated during the long process of biological evolution?

He casually took off her two pairs of socks, and the girl's feet immediately began to tremble. She crossed them together and picked up the dirty clothes on one side, wrapping them together with the socks.

A cell phone fell out of the white coat, but Chen Ya caught it quickly and took the coat to the bathroom to throw it into the washing machine. He then placed the phone on the coffee table in the living room.

I neatly arranged the shoes on the shoe cabinet, found two pairs of slippers for myself and Lu Aiai, poured myself a glass of water, and sat down to rest for a while. Suddenly, I saw a WeChat message pop up on Lu Aiai's phone: