I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Song Guicheng felt the coldness of the key in his hand and always had the illusion that he was being targeted.

"Hey, why does he let you live in a room alone?" Du Chenyu asked.

Song Guicheng: Good question, he also wants to know the answer.

However, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, hoping that this was just a random assignment.

Du Chenyu looked him up and down, stroking his chin and asked, "Is it because you look better?"

Dingxiang kept staring at the word "Fu" pasted on the door, frowning and looking thoughtful.

Song Guicheng saw it and asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

Ding Xiang retracted her gaze and frowned: "It's not that I found anything."

She pointed at the Chinese character for "Fu" pasted on the door and said hesitantly, "When getting married, it's best not to paste the word "Fu" upside down, and if you want to paste the word, you have to paste it in pairs."

But they did not see any other blessing characters behind the door.

"How do you know so much? Have you been married?" Ding Mengqi asked.

Ding Xiang sensed the inexplicable hostility in her tone and was a little confused, but not angry. She whispered softly, "I have several sisters. When they get married, I will be a bridesmaid and help with the decorations."

Ding Mengqi wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Kong Jianzhang: "Why are you talking so much!"

The man's tone was a bit aggressive. Ding Mengqi stopped talking and looked at him timidly: "I'm sorry, husband. I just want to get more information."

Song Guicheng thought, you apologized to the wrong person?

Everyone didn't have a very good impression of the couple, but they didn't want to make things too awkward with their teammates, so they watched Ding Mengqi open the door and pull her boyfriend in.

"I'm most afraid of encountering such stupid teammates in the dungeon!" Wan Yongyi muttered.

Some of the others nodded, while others did not express their opinions.

Song Guicheng held the key and opened the room next to Yang Hanhai's house. With a slight "creak", the door opened.

It also has three bedrooms and a living room, but there are no wallpapers or decorations, and it looks cold.

Wang Rui cast an envious look at him, because their room was small and cramped, with a small bed pressed against the wall and a bathroom that didn't look very clean.

Just as Song Guicheng was about to go in and take a closer look, the elevator at the other end of the corridor suddenly made a "ding" sound.

——Someone is coming up.

The players fell silent and looked towards the elevator entrance nervously.

The elevator door slowly opened, and a tall man walked out.

As he walked, the sensor light above his head lit up, illuminating him dimly.

He has a pair of very beautiful eyes, their pupils are dark, like the dark clouds rolling in the night.

For no reason, Song Guicheng was reminded of Sui Shunan from the previous copy. His eyes were completely different from this man's, empty and lifeless.

While he was lost in thought, the man had already walked up to him. The dim light above their heads illuminated the two of them, and their shadows were dimly cast on the wall.

Song Guicheng thought the man would say something, but he just glanced at him indifferently and walked into the house.

Song Guicheng was stunned. Is he the owner of this house?

The other players obviously didn't expect this either. They thought Song Guicheng lived in a luxury suite, but they didn't expect that he lived with the NPCs in the dungeon.

With that in mind, the uncomfortable-looking single room seemed easy to accept.

Du Chenyu gave him a gloating look: "Good luck, brother."

The sudden arrival of the man ruined everyone's interest in continuing the conversation. The players returned to their rooms one after another, leaving Song Guicheng alone standing in the corridor.

He turned his head and secretly glanced at the man pouring water, and only walked in after preparing himself mentally.

"Um..." Song Guicheng stood by the door, holding the door frame, "Mr. Yang asked me to stay here temporarily for a few days to help him prepare for the wedding, you see..."

He prayed in his heart that the man would reject him so that he could go find two other boys to live with openly.

The man seemed to see through his inner thoughts: "Yeah, I know."

Then he pointed to a room: "That one."

The beautiful dream was shattered, and Song Guicheng smiled reluctantly: "Thank you."

Thank you for bringing me a little more danger in this dangerous world.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment. Song Guicheng introduced himself to him and also learned the man's name, Gu Chaosheng.

The name suits his appearance very well.

Song Guicheng walked into the room in a daze. Gu Chaosheng behind him stared at his lost back indifferently, lowering his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes.

The room that Gu Chaosheng pointed to was quite spacious. In addition to the bed, there was also a desk. It looked like a standard guest room.

There was a clock hanging on the wall, and the time showed a little after 5pm.

Song Guicheng fell on the bed, but his heart sank little by little.

This man gave him a very dangerous feeling. Every time Gu Chaosheng's deep eyes looked at him, it was like thorns spreading from the soles of his feet to his heart, stabbing him hard.

He sighed, opened his backpack, and opened the details of the paper man.

[E-level props: small flower (upgradeable)

Function: Please explore on your own]

Sure enough, it was upgraded.

He let Xiaohua out of the backpack. Xiaohua was so excited that she kept rubbing against Song Guicheng's neck, saying, "Mom, Mom, Mom."

Song Guicheng was already used to her calling him that and touched her head.

But he didn't understand how Xiaohua could level up. Could it be that the paper figurines, like the players, could accumulate experience by successfully clearing dungeons?

From the moment Gu Chaosheng appeared, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room continued to soar. When Song Guicheng didn't notice, it had soared from more than 2000 to over 6000, and was still rising.

[It’s over, it’s coming for our little orange]

[Shi Shen, come and save your wife! ]

[Sister, you also believe in honesty? ! ! ]

[Yes, we also have a fan club ahhhhh]

[Immortal product, it will be difficult for those who don’t understand]

[Wow, should I say the host is lucky or unlucky?]

[Don't be blind, the official match for the year is Mingchuan Ge]

[That’s right, and Shi Sui’s feelings towards the anchor are just brotherly, right? ]

[Reject, Little Orange is beautiful, take her away]

[Off topic, don’t you think this NPC is really cool? ]

【+1】

[I bet 100 points that he will definitely be the first to die]

[Let’s gamble, why should I be afraid of you? 】

[It’s impossible not to listen and not to believe. My little Orange is so cute, how can I let him be the first to die?]

[It's going to rain, the player is going to die, let it be]

……

[The prophecy has been opened: Will the player Song Guicheng be the first to die?]

The sudden electronic sound of the system interrupted Song Guicheng's thoughts. Prophecy, what prophecy? He looked at the live broadcast room and found two options in the upper left corner of the live broadcast room.

One is yes, the other is no.

The number of players who chose "yes" was almost twice that of those who chose "no", and everyone seemed to be convinced that he would be the first to die.

To be honest, he himself vaguely felt that something was not right with this copy.

Song Guicheng opened the curtains and looked down at the apartment building. It was not yet 6 o'clock, but it was already dark.

The streets were deserted, as if this was the only floor in this copy of the world where living people lived.

There was the sound of frying food outside the door. It must be Gu Chaosheng cooking.

Song Guicheng thought to himself that this man who looked like he had never done any housework could actually cook.