I like this Africa

Lin Can told Lin Yao about his experiences in the dungeon today in as much detail as possible, but he resolutely concealed the embarrassment of being tied to the bed by Chu Zheng after drunk and peeing his pants behind him.

After he finished speaking, he was startled by the light in Lin Yao's eyes: "Sister, what kind of eyes do you have?!"

"Brother! You are so stupid." Lin Yao's face flushed with excitement, she grabbed his brother's hand, and said firmly: "That Chu Zheng definitely doesn't find you annoying!"

"That's it?" Lin Can felt that Lin Yao was a bit scary at this time, and he couldn't pull it back after a few twitches. In addition, Lin Yao's answer made him want to hear her continue to analyze, so he could only let her go. .

"Brother, you have a chance. It is obvious that Chu Zheng treats you differently from others." Lin Yao took the initiative to let go of his hand, and Dan Fengyan, who was exactly like his brother, narrowed his eyes, showing an intriguing smile like a fox.

"only--"

"Just what?" Lin Can asked anxiously.

Lin Yao withdrew her smile and stared at Lin Can until her back felt a little chilled before she asked, "Are you really determined to take this difficult road?"

Raising his hand to make a silence, Lin Yao stopped what Lin Can was about to say.

She went on to say: "That Chu Zheng is much more sober than you, so you can play wild in the game as you like, as long as the real world and the game world are separated. Are you right, mom and dad? Do you have the courage to face the strange eyes of the people around you? If you stop now and keep this relationship as a game friend, you and him will go our separate ways in the future, and it will be easy a lot of."

"Sister, are you really here to persuade me? Why do I feel even more depressed." Lin Can grabbed a few strands of hair and complained with a bitter face: "He is stabbing for a friend, you are a **** brother How about a few knives, why don't you go eat some more?"

Lin Yao didn't change her attitude because of Lin Can's gag, she was still serious: "Because I think you are serious, so I want to make sure, are you ready?"

"No! Who can tell what's going on next, I haven't said anything to Chu Zheng yet, what's the use of thinking about so many things in the future?" Lin Can realized that Lin Yao was serious, so he stopped pretending to be stupid, but Lin Haruka's question annoyed him.

Lin Yao knew that Lin Can was annoyed, but she knew that he had listened to what she said.

Patting Lin Can on the shoulder, Lin Yao left.

But after the door was closed, Lin Yao opened the door again, leaned halfway in, and told Lin Can in a low voice: "If you really think about it, I will be the first to support you, old lady. Come on!"

Lin Can was dumbfounded, but the boredom in his heart was also less.

He knew that Lin Yao's words were all for his own good. In the three months without games, Lin Can asked himself countless times.

All the answers tell him to stop.

But when Lin Yao asked him if he wanted the game room, Lin Can replied without any consideration:

"I want."

The two words that blurted out were like a raging wave, and the previous answers were the accumulated dust, which was washed away by this raging surge, revealing the beating sincerity that had been hidden all along——

Even though the answers that kept reminding him to face the reality continued to fall to the heart that had been buried, they could no longer resist its beating forcefully and were shaken off one after another.

Nothing is important anymore, I just know that I like Chu Zheng.

All the hesitation, all the uneasiness, all the fears actually stem from an uncertainty - what if Chu Zheng doesn't like me?

This is also the reason why he has never dared to clearly express his love. If Chu Zheng's attitude is to refuse, then he will never have a chance again.

Every step is like walking on thin ice. If you are lucky, the steps you take will bring you closer to the unknown end. If you are not lucky, you will be in the abyss if you step on it.

Thinking back to his various outrageous actions in the last game, Lin Can couldn't help but wipe off a cold sweat. He really wanted to thank Chu Zheng for not killing him.

"Perhaps, Chu Zheng really likes me too?" Lin Can looked at the pot of cactus that he had been with for a long time, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it. Sure enough, it was pricked. Lin Can hugged the pricked finger and blew Out of anger, sadness came from it: "It's strange if you like it!"

"Chu Zheng, Chu Zheng, whether it's okay or not, let me have a good time when we meet again next time." Lin Can finally made up his mind, and Lin Yao's words gave him some confidence. This matter has been so procrastinated, even though I have figured out my feelings for Chu Zheng before, but I always worry about gains and losses and dare not express it to Chu Zheng.

"Next time we meet, I must speak!" Lin Can carefully touched the prickly pear's thorns. This time, he was very gentle, and the other's thorns responded with gentleness. They just scratched Lin Can's skin mischievously.

"Ah!" Chu Zheng sneezed after coming out of the shower.

While brushing his hair, he sat on the sofa in the living room. The October night was already chilly. He got up and went to the bedside to close the curtains, but he was distracted and accidentally knocked the flower pot on the windowsill to the ground.

Accompanied by a muffled sound of ceramics, the prickly prickly pear inside rolled out with its roots, and the soil was scattered everywhere. Although the small flowerpot was not broken, there were a few obvious cracks like a laughing mouth appeared on it.

Chu Zheng frowned, leaned over and picked up the prickly pear first. This stubborn little thing was probably left by a tenant in the apartment. When Chu Zheng found it, it was stuck on the anti-theft net outside the window, naked. The roots are dry and the whole thing looks half dead.

After deliberately looking up a lot of articles about planting prickly pears, Chu Zheng picked it up and managed to keep it alive.

Then, the window sill of this house became its fixed territory, whether it was day or night, it stood energetically on this not-so-high commanding height. It will also be pierced.

One person and one ball have lived together in peace for more than two years, but they never thought that the balance would be broken today, which is actually not a break. Tomorrow, when I buy a new flower pot, the little ball can be the prettiest cub on the windowsill again.

Chu Zheng, who was already a little restless, found the plastic wrap, sat back on the sofa, and wrapped the root of the prickly pear, but his finger was accidentally punctured. Chu Zheng, who didn't care about such minor injuries But looking at the drop of blood slowly congealed, he was stunned.

The door that I saw in the illusion last time appeared again, and the original dark door had some changes. All the monsters carved on the door leaked dark red viscous liquid from their eyes, and a strong The stench, Chu Zheng knew, was the smell of blood.

This time, not only the vision, but also the sense of smell had hallucinations.

Chu Zheng wanted to push open the door to see what was behind it, but for some reason, he couldn't get himself to move even though he tried his best.

The scene this time was the same as the last time it appeared, it was fleeting in Chu Zheng's perception, but by the time he broke free from this illusion and returned to reality, almost an hour had passed.

Although he didn't sweat a lot this time like last time, the feeling of exhaustion was even stronger.After regaining his senses, Chu Zheng fell back, almost paralyzed on the sofa, gasping for breath, looking at the dazzling lights on the ceiling, with a blank expression, maybe only he himself knows what he is thinking right now.

Because of the glare of the light, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, and whispered a name between gasps.

"Lin Can—"

He clearly remembered that when he broke free from the illusion, the person who appeared in his mind was Lin Can, and he didn't know why he thought of Lin Can at that time.

After careful calculation, Chu Zheng only played four games with Lin Can, but he found that he became more and more used to Lin Can's existence, even if Lin Can did something he didn't like, he didn't give birth The idea of ​​kicking Lin Can away from him.

This made him uneasy, he was very worried that once he got used to the feeling of Lin Can being around him, the other party suddenly disappeared, what would he do if he was left alone, like——

like?

Chu Zheng asked himself suspiciously, who do you look like?

Perhaps the answer lies behind the door.

After a while, Chu Zheng felt better. He sat upright, put the prickly pear in his hand on the coffee table, looked at the few small wounds on his fingers that were newly pricked by the prickly prickly prickly prickly prick, Chu Zheng instead Relax, at least the guy hasn't changed a bit.

According to Chu Zheng's customary timetable, it should be reading time now, but after experiencing the illusion, he was not in the mood to read at all, and he felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

But after lying on the bed, Chu Zheng couldn't fall asleep anyway. Now is not his usual sleep time.

Just lying in a daze like this, Chu Zheng didn't do less, but today he couldn't calm down and let himself go.

"Why don't you go to the game?" Chu Zheng suddenly had this idea in his mind: "Lin Can has too many things in his inventory, maybe he should check it out again, otherwise he won't know what's in it if he encounters an emergency. Available."

For the first time, Chu Zheng broke the habit.

After entering the game, he directly clicked on my items. Although I used up some items in the last game, the white paper with the details of Lin Can's items was still full, and the length of the slider was touching.

Rubbing the Jingming acupoint between his eyes, Chu Zheng was ready to take a good look.

Just after reading a dozen or so lines, the system suddenly prompts that someone has sent a message.

Chu Zheng looked up and saw that it was Lin Can. It turned out that he was online.

When I clicked on the chat box, I was asking him:

"Is it convenient to speak? I have something to tell you."