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Trembling, the usual melancholy in his eyes has dissipated a lot, and his whole body seems to have been smoothed.Both meek and humble.

"Pfft."

He couldn't help laughing, but didn't say anything.

But Zhong Yun called out his name with an itchy heart: "Ji Cheng."

Oxygen seems to be so thin, every time I take a deep breath, my pink cheeks don't know it.

"Ah!"

Shao Yuan suddenly jumped out from the fog wall, bumped into Ji Cheng, and staggered a few times before stopping.

"Um?!"

Ji Cheng was bumped into Zhong Yun's arms, and Zhong Yun raised his hands, and immediately helped Ji Cheng stand upright, even though it would be very comfortable to hold him.

And Ji Cheng was obviously stunned, looking at Zhong Yun's face, he didn't know what to say.

He felt very embarrassed, but he couldn't tell. He had a good impression of Zhong Yun, which was different from friends.

But Zhong Yun and him are just roommates, they are very fragile, and may be much more fragile than he imagined, and they may break at any time.

He wanted to test, but he didn't dare to reach out.

Fear of making mistakes.

This little farce soon came to an end, and the four of them continued to stroll on the foggy street. The visibility was only 30 meters away, and the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees, but the lights were still brightly lit and it was very lively.

Zhong Yun and Ji Cheng walked side by side, and the atmosphere between them was not cold, it was very delicate.

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◎Pure chat + sugar (√)◎

The lights on both sides of the street are colorful, forming blurred patches of color in the fog, and looking up at the sky, it seems to be rendered dreamlike.

Ji Cheng rarely went out to play, and it was the first time to go out to play with others.

While buying drinks, he took a picture of the ancient street.Because of the fog, almost all the people in the photo were blurred, and he also took Zhong Yun who was standing at the door of the store.

Zhong Yun didn't know that Ji Cheng had photographed him, so he lowered his head and said to the shop assistant, "I want coconut flavored ice cream."

Putting down the phone, Ji Cheng was a little lost in thought, thinking that Zhong Yun is quite good-looking.

The nose is straight, and when the expression is flat, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the lines of the face are unexpectedly soft, but not too delicate.The long portrait still reveals a bit of youthful spirit, and when he smiles, it seems that the whole world belongs to him, arrogant, confident and sharp.

The hand that Zhong Yun once held tightly seemed to become hot all of a sudden, so hot that he put his hand on the tip of his cold nose, his heart was beating violently, as if he had just run a 100-meter sprint.

Taking a deep breath, he found that he liked Zhong Yun a little bit, and Zhong Yun was a very nice person, he couldn't be described as good.

He has always been sensitive in terms of feelings, but now he can't tell when he fell in love with Zhong Yun, maybe it was love at first sight, because when they met for the first time, he couldn't help but destroy Zhong Yun's first love for him. impression.

At that time, he should have thought about why there is such a person as Zhong Yun in the world, and he couldn't help but be attracted to him, as if every part of their bodies fit tightly together and couldn't fit others.

At this moment, Zhong Yun who was holding the drink turned his head and looked at him lightly.

It was his heart that moved first.

"Ji Cheng, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Ji Cheng turned his head away and did not say another word, he lightly pursed the corners of his lips, and couldn't help but feel a slight grievance on his face.

Zhong Yun couldn't see Ji Cheng's expression clearly under the shadow, his eyes rolled half a circle, and he handed over the drink in his hand.

"Don't you take your drink? What are you thinking about? Standing there in a daze, you shouldn't call me."

"You called me before?"

Ji Cheng looked surprised, and asked while taking the drink.

"No, it was Shao Yuan who called you just now. I called you when you didn't answer a few times."

"Oh, is this coconut flavored?"

"Yes, Shao Yuan ordered it for you, saying that you often drink this flavor."

Zhong Yun took a bite of the ice cream he just got. Now that it's autumn, the weather is still a bit stuffy.

He was wearing a white T-shirt and a thin coat over it. Although it wasn't hot, it was too warm.

Shao Yuan said, "Go on!"

With a drink in his hand, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and Hao Wei was wearing thicker clothes, and had already taken off his coat and put it on his arm.

"It's so hot, it would be great if it really fogged up." Hao Wei sighed.

Zhong Yun suddenly lowered his head, and whispered to Ji Cheng, "Do you feel like that corridor when playing games?"

Ji Cheng also hooked his head. At this time, the two of them seemed to be whispering, a little intimate.

"It's still a bit short, there are no ghosts here."

The streets of the ancient town are far from the corridors in the game, but they still chatted, the more they chatted, the more excited they were, and finally hooked up shoulder to shoulder for some reason.

Zhong Yun's sense of Ji Cheng is getting better and better, and he can't wait to worship him now and establish a socialist brotherhood.

At the end, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, indeed, people are animals that rely on chatting to promote their feelings.

A skinny man, his face was as pale as a dead man, walked past them, Ji Cheng couldn't help but take a look.

"I heard that there are private phantom theaters around here, the informal ones, the ones that have died."

Hao Wei said something casually, but Ji Cheng secretly remembered it.

Most of the private phantom theaters have virtual machines, these virtual machines do not register user information, anyone can come as long as they have money.

Excessive use of virtual machines leads to death. Most of those people died because of excessive exhaustion, commonly known as personnel failure. In other words, they did too much and "run out of ammunition and food".

They walked around for another three hours, and Zhong Yun and Ji Cheng also chatted for three hours, basically they spent this time chatting.

On the way back to school, Zhong Yun's energy meter, which was less and less frequently used, vibrated twice. Ji Cheng was chatting with him, and when he saw that he had received the news, he stopped talking.

Ji Cheng's energy meter also vibrated at the same time, but he didn't care, it should be Zhong Yun's news, even if it was not Zhong Yun's news, but his news, Zhong Yun didn't care if he read it.

As long as it doesn't upset Zhong Yun, it's fine.

After a while, Zhong Yun lowered his hands and raised his head.

"Tell me the message from my dad, he asked me if I was on vacation."

"Ah."

Zhong Yun brought up the topic again: "Ji Cheng, where is your home?"

"In the lower seventh district."

"Lower Seventh District? Is that far away?"

Ji Cheng smiled lightly, but he didn't ask where Zhong Yun's house was. Anyway, it was definitely not in the lower district, so there was no need to ask if it was not in the lower district.

Although it is said on the Internet that everyone is equal, in fact, Ji Cheng dared not ask Zhong Yun, not because he couldn't say it, but because he himself felt that it shouldn't be mentioned.

Zhong Yun didn't ask any more questions, he only needed to know where Ji Cheng probably lived.

Shao Yuan's head suddenly poked out from the front row, and he said to them in a negotiating tone: "Let's go to the Northland Fantasy Theater together later!"

"Phantom Theater?"

A look of doubt appeared on Zhong Yun's face, he sat up straight and leaned forward slightly.

"Is there such a thing in the upper district? Zhong Yun, have you been there?"

"There are also in the upper district. I have been there a few times, but it has been a long time."

"Then let's go together, the next stop will be here."

Zhong Yun nodded and said, "Okay."

It’s true that he hasn’t been there for a long time. He usually uses an energy meter, which is convenient and trouble-free. However, it’s better to use a professional equipment warehouse directly to play games, and the experience is deeper.

Shao Yuan turned his head and asked Ji Cheng: "What about Ji Cheng? Are you going?"

"Go." Ji Cheng was a little careless, his eyes fell outside the window, and the scene flashing by outside the window made him a little distracted.

Like Shao Yuan, Hao Wei, who was sitting in the front row, also turned around and stretched out his head.

"Have all three of you been to a movie theater? I haven't?"

Shao Yuan raised his head slightly, and said with a cheerful smile: "Hao Wei, haven't you been there? Then let's go and have fun this time, it's very fun."

"Is there a virtual machine?" Hao Wei asked him seriously.

"Well, do you want to try it? Haha, I haven't tried it. I heard it hurts the body."

"Injury to the body? Does this still harm the health?"

"Hahaha."

Shao Yuan was out of breath laughing after hearing this, and Zhong Yun couldn't help laughing too, it turns out that Hao Wei is still an honest man.

"What are you laughing at? Zhong Yun, have you ever slept in a virtual machine? Is this interesting?"

Hao Wei asked three questions in one breath, Ji Cheng turned his head and saw Zhong Yun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, and lightly said no.

For some reason, Ji Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and he really didn't want Zhong Yun to lie down on the virtual machine, as we all know that kind of thing satisfies people's desires.

Zhong Yun's sexual fantasy is just him, it's whimsical and awkward, but it's his absolutely true idea.

He slowly closed his eyes, leaning his head against the chair and dozed off.

Zhong Yun yawned, glanced at Ji Cheng, and saw him sleeping peacefully, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping neither peacefully nor comfortably.

It would be nice if you leaned on your own shoulders. 1

Zhong Yun moved his lips, but finally did not utter a word.

Because the time was too short, Ji Cheng didn't fall asleep, and his head was resting on the hard chair, which made his neck very uncomfortable.

"Ji Cheng, we're here, it's time to get out of the car."

Zhong Yun's gentle voice sounded beside his ears, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Zhong Yun's gaze, and his caramel-colored pupils seemed to cast a layer of warm light, focused and warm.

Ji Cheng moved his body and turned his head, "Huh?"

Zhong Yun saw that he had just woken up and was still a little confused, so he patiently repeated what he said before: "Ji Cheng, we're here, it's time to get off."

"...Oh, I see."

Ji Cheng's voice was hoarse, a little vague