triple world

When Gu Wensheng arrived, Fu Yan was already burned out.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and nostrils, and his whole face was flushed abnormally. He was huddled under the quilt, looking extremely weak.

The original smile on Gu Wensheng's face disappeared in an instant, and the shadow Fu Yan shook his head at him, and walked out of the room first.

The editors of the third world will still be affected by the pain, but no matter how serious it is, they will not die like the aborigines, and they will even get better faster. Simple headaches and brain fever can be cured by sleeping.

But this does not mean that they can indulge at will. Their ending is in an unknown game world, and their physical and mental exhaustion kills them.

Anyone who cherishes their lives a little bit knows that they should restrain their behavior.

Only this time Fu Yan was different.

Without any external influence, Fu Yan completely fell into his own dream.

The long-lost memory was suddenly revealed by him, and the vertical and horizontal scars on his heart were torn apart again, making him linger in pain again.

His heat couldn't go down, repeated over and over again, and finally receded a little bit and then increased, his mouth was full of vague words, as if he was resisting something and desperately trying to grab it, his brows never let go.

Gu Wensheng stayed in this tube building and didn't go back. He stayed by Fu Yan's side all the time, and Fu Yan, the shadow, didn't stop him.

Gu Wensheng's stay seemed so natural that Song Qiluo and the others were a little surprised when they heard the news and came to see Fu Yan. One brother at a time.

In Song Qiluo's eyes, the sudden appearance of this man is so cold that people dare not approach easily, so every time she thinks "I am Brother Fu's 'right' neighbor", and then walks into this place confidently carrying the porridge she cooked. In the room, in the next second, she would put down the bowl and run away in desperation under Gu Wensheng's emotionless eyes.

Gu Wensheng was in a bad mood.

He listened to Fu Yan shouting "Yangyang" in a daze, heard him say sorry over and over again, forced his hands into the quilt when he was struggling, and wiped his tears when he was crying.

It was the first time he saw such a humble and weak Fu Yan, and then he knew what Fu Yan was looking at him over and over again.

Yang Yang, his younger brother, Fu Yan's only beloved younger brother.

When Fu Yan's state lasted for nearly a week, Gu Wensheng, the shadow, suddenly said, "Why don't you buy a potion? If he continues like this, it will be torture for himself."

The points obtained by clearing the game world have many functions, but in the third world, everything is clearly marked with a price, such as medicine, as long as you drink a tube of absolute medicine to cure your illness, it’s just that different diseases correspond to different medicine prices. .

But for Gu Wensheng, the price is the last thing to consider.

The shadow Fu Yan was also a little hesitant. He and Fu Yan had an inseparable connection, so he naturally knew how painful Fu Yan was now.

Medicines have no side effects, but using medicines is not a good thing in the eyes of most editors and shadows. Some things omit the painful process, which will make people feel that they are gradually becoming different from the word "human". Far.

Before Shadow Fu Yan could speak, Gu Wensheng directly refused.

"He has something on his mind that he hasn't shown. This sudden explosion doesn't mean it's a bad thing. On the contrary, if he is artificially brought out, it's another timed bomb that could explode at any time." Gu Wensheng spoke for Fu. Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Let him come out by himself."

The shadows fell into silence, they could not refute Gu Wensheng's words.

And the shadow Fu Yan knew clearly that Fu Yang's death was indeed a stubborn thorn in Fu Yan's heart, and even time could not kill it.

"There are less than five days left before entering the next game world, can he recover in these few days?" Shadow Gu Wensheng asked.

Gu Wensheng promised Song Yu to take him with him in the next game world, and there were only a dozen days left for Song Yu to rest before entering the next game world.

Gu Wensheng didn't raise his head: "We still have 20 more days to wait for him to recover."

"You mean?"

"Tell Song Yu that I can't get away for the time being." Gu Wen said, "If I can recover before then, I will notify him. If not, let him go in first."

Although Song Yu has been following Gu Wensheng all the time, it does not mean that he is not capable enough. He can pass the customs safely without Gu Wensheng. It is just that many times because of his previous experience, he subconsciously felt that it was safer to stay with Gu Wensheng.

The shadow Gu Wensheng clicked his tongue, turned around and went out to deliver a message for him, and the shadow Fu Yan followed.

Fu Yan and Gu Wensheng were left in the room again.

In the silence, Fu Yan started talking again, he called his younger brother's name, and then called Leng, Gu Wensheng sat beside him and watched him for a long time, like a hard-hearted person who is indifferent to the fragility of others.

After a while, Gu Wensheng finally moved.

He lifted the quilt and lay down beside Fu Yan, shouting the cold Fu Yan hugged him like a dying person who touched warmth in the ice and snow, and the whole body shrank into his arms, shaking non-stop.

It is obviously a liar to shout coldness in his mouth despite the damp heat on his body.

Gu Wensheng watched his movements silently, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his arms to hug him.

The curtains were drawn in the room, and it was always dim, and the passage of time could not be discerned clearly.

Gu Wensheng never fell asleep, he just closed his eyes until Fu Yan suddenly moved.

The embarrassed, sweaty man opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the person in front of him in a daze. His eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Gu Wensheng held his face in one hand and lowered his head to feel the other person's temperature with his forehead. It was still hot, and the other person's eyes were blank.

"You knew you were afraid a long time ago." Gu Wensheng said, Fu Yan tilted his head in doubt when he heard what he said, the hair on his temples was wet with sweat, Gu Wensheng reached out to help him brush it behind his ear.

"I'm afraid I'll grow up, I'm afraid I won't be like a child, and then you won't be able to find the familiar shadow in me." Fu Yan ignored him, and Gu Wensheng didn't care, and continued as if nothing had happened.

"Do you know? Why do those people trust me so much, as long as I say something, even if there is no evidence, they are willing to follow my choice?"

He was a little close, Fu Yan subconsciously felt a little dangerous, Wei Wei hid back but was pulled into his arms again.

"I have been in a game world for three years. I am the only heir of the priest who is about to die in that world. I have inherited a unique ability from him, perception."

"I know whether the people around me are good or evil to me, and I know what kind of choices may lead to danger. Feeling is a very wonderful thing, just like when you first saw me, I knew you liked me very much. "

"When you are afraid, I know it very well."

He kissed Fu Yan on the forehead.

People with a fever have moist coldness on the surface of their skin, but they can feel the scalding heat inside when they stick it on the skin. Gu Wensheng doesn't hate this feeling.

Fu Yan resisted a little. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it. He vaguely called Fu Yang's name, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was so soft that it was unreasonable.

Gu Wensheng looked at his face, restrained his hands and feet moving around in the bed, heard him crying and calling other people's names, with fear of losing on his face, and finally stroked his hair.

"Brother, I'm here."

"I've been by your side the whole time."

S-level game world - old house