I'm a god in the infinite game

After dinner?

A group of people who had been arguing all day were rushed to take a bath, Zhao Muchi looked at the back of Spade leaving, and slowly shifted his gaze to Bai Liu's face.

Bai Liu has finished washing. This person seems to have a requirement for keeping himself clean. He went to take a shower as soon as he got off the volleyball court. Now he is wearing loose pajamas and leaning on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a book casually. There are drops of water falling.

"If you continue to look at me like this." Bai Liu closed the book, looked up at Zhao Muchi next to him, "When the spades come out, I will have a duel with you."

Zhao Muchi looked at the book that Bai Liu was flipping through - "Salome?", he narrowed his gaze, spread his hands and smiled indifferently: "I fought a duel with him, although I lost."

"What do you want? Tell me?" Bai Liu asked calmly.

"Can I go out with you? Can we have a chat alone?" Zhao Muchi looked at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu asked: "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Muchi lowered his eyes: ""Salome?"?"

Bai Liu changed back to her white shirt and suit pants, and after packing up formally, she went out with Zhao Muchi, and the two of them walked quietly along the coastline.

The waves are beating gently on the beach, the sun has not completely set, can you see it from the horizon? There is only a line? The sunset, orange? The twilight blends with the coming? The sparkling light is reflected on the waves, and the sea breeze is blowing softly and warmly.

Bai Liu wore leather shoes, but Zhao Muchi was barefoot. The two of them walked on the beach not too close or far apart, leaving a string of shoe prints and a string of footprints.

"You put the book "Salome?" on the sofa on purpose for me to read, right?" Bai Liu raised the topic in a flat tone.

Zhao Muchi replied with crooked eyebrows, "Is it obvious what I did?"

"It's not obvious." Bai Liu looked up at him, "But after that? Your? Reaction was obvious. You kept looking at me, and you were waiting for my? Reaction after reading this book."

"Then what do you think??" Zhao Muchi turned his head, looked at Bai Liu intently, walked backwards with his hands behind his back, and asked lazily with a smile, "What do you think "Salome?" What about the story?"

"What do you think?" Bai Liu asked calmly, his pupils were dark, reflecting the faint sunlight, Zhao Muchi was in a daze for a moment, "Do you like this story?"

He watched her mother's videotape too many times, and was so familiar with the story that when asked by Bai Liu, he couldn't answer his specific feelings because he was too familiar with it.

Yes, what did he think? Salome?

What kind of feeling did he have when he heard this story for the first time?

Has it been almost 20 years since he first heard this story?It seems that when she was five or six years old, she was on his?

"A long, long time ago, there was a beautiful but unfree princess. She was so beautiful that everyone was chasing her, even her stepfather, the king at that time. She's salivating for her beauty."

"The princess hates this kind of atmosphere, but she has never seen a man who can not love his appearance, until... one day, a man called a saint, John, was taken into the palace by the king, it is said that The most wise? saint in the world, who can see through everything, even the king dare not look directly into his? eyes, only dare to imprison him at the bottom of the well, afraid to see? the reflection of his filthy soul in it. "

"Princess Salome was very curious about John. She begged the guard guarding the well to show her John in the well."

"The guard, obsessed with her moonlight beauty, agreed to her request and let her see John in the well."

"Salome? Just took one look at John and fell in love with him."

The young man couldn't understand such unreasonable feelings, so he frowned and asked, "Why did the princess fall in love with John just by looking at him?"

"She's a princess, so many men around her like her, why would she like a prisoner at the bottom of a well?"

She stroked the top of his head amusedly, lowered her eyes, and the voice of the storyteller sighed a little: "We're going to talk about this next time."

"Because only John told the princess that the king was wrong? That's a licentious king? He shouldn't have lusted after the princess and her mother. He deserves to go to hell."

"Salome fell in love with John. She showed her love to John repeatedly, but John rejected him every time. In the end, the princess vowed to get John's kiss. She begged the king, that is, her stepfather, to let John kiss him."

"And the king said, as long as you dance for me, even if John doesn't agree, I will cut off John's head and give it to you, so that you can kiss him."

"The king asked Salome, beautiful princess, would you dance for me?"

"The princess said, I will dance the most beautiful dance in the world for you, and I will also get a kiss from the holiest person in the world."

"She danced the sevenfold veil dance for the king. The dance was so beautiful that it finally moved the king. He cut off John's head. The princess held up the head and kissed the dead man fascinatedly." saint."

"But I still don't understand." He frowned, and analyzed solemnly, "Salome? She is beautiful and a princess. Why does she like John, and John doesn't like her!"

"Maybe it's because John doesn't like her that she likes John." There were many complex emotions in her tone that he didn't understand, "...Maybe what the princess wants is just someone who looks at her. dance and don't want to kiss her lover."

At that time, he couldn't understand the meaning of her words.

But at this moment, in the sea wind and waves, Zhao Muchi looked at Bai Liu and him, so calm? There was no wave in his eyes, and suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence, and also understood the day? Why did Bai Liu say , he couldn't kiss.

——Because what he wanted?...was never Bai Liu's? Likes or kisses.

Just a viewer who doesn't want to kiss him.

"I don't like the ending of Salome." Zhao Muchi stopped, his purple eyes reflected the sunset, and his tone was light like a gust of wind, "After she got that kiss, she must I regret it later."

"Really?" Bai Liu was noncommittal, "Your opinion on this story is very interesting."

"Why do you think Salome regretted it?"

Bai Liu raised her eyes, her eyes calm: "It's because you think that if you kiss me on that day, you will regret it, right?"

Zhao Muchi fell silent, and then he quickly turned his face away and smiled: "...Bai Liu, don't people in your country speak very reservedly? People like you? Straightforward? Bar?"

"You can directly say that my words are annoying, I don't mind." Bai Liu spread his hands with a half-smile, "But what you said? Is it true? I'm not annoying."

"I'm the opposite of you. I'm very likable. Wherever I go, people will take the initiative to confess to me." Zhao Muchi glanced at Bai Liu with a smile, and said in a teasing tone, "I'm such a likable person, I like it." You are an unlovable person, but you still refuse, you really don't know what is good or bad."

"A lot of people have commented on me like that." Bai Liu smiled, "Maybe this? It's really a part of my personality."

"But I don't hate myself for that."

Zhao Muchi looked towards the seaside, took a deep breath: "Do you... like watching dances?"

"I can't appreciate it." Bai Liu replied honestly.

Zhao Muchi: "...at this time, I still hope you speak more tactfully."

"Okay, then can I answer again?" Bai Liu corrected me kindly, "I really don't appreciate dance as an art form."

"But if you want." Bai Liu's eyebrows were peaceful, and he smiled friendly and softly, "I think you might be able to refresh my cognition and let me know again, it turns out that my eyesight is shallow——"

"—Dance turns out to be such a beautiful? art form."

Zhao Muchi stared at Bai Liu for a while, then smiled as if sighing: "Has anyone told you that you are really good at coaxing people? Bad man?"

"Really?" Bai Liu smiled nonchalantly, "Currently? Only you have said so."

"Your? Does that mean you've only coaxed me?" Zhao Muchi lowered his eyes and said with a chuckle, "Stop it, I've seen it? There are too many men, I don't want to do that."

Under the setting sun, Zhao Muchi wore plain clothes and danced a dance of seven layers of gauze for Bai Liu with bare feet. As time passed, the afterglow of the setting sun was like a layer of gauze falling on Zhao Muchi's body, layer by layer. The layers faded away, finally revealing his original appearance, he raised his eyes to look at the opposite Bai Liu.

Bai Liu had to applaud quickly.

Zhao Muchi sighed: "Your eyes tell me that you don't understand."

"Yes? Maybe I really? have no artistic talent." Bai Liu admitted frankly, but soon he smiled and said, "But it's beautiful?"

"You make me feel that something like dance, which I can't find value for the time being, exists in this world and still has its "meaning"."

"Though does that make sense? I may not understand it."

"The highest praise for dancing." Zhao Muchi stepped back on one foot, lifted the hem of his clothes reservedly, bowed slightly, and made a curtain call gesture, "Thank you for watching."

Bai Liu smiled: "My? It's an honor."

One day later, in the game, the Wandering Circus Guild.

Holding a lot of materials, Wang Shun ran to the conference room in a hurry and almost fell down. Fortunately, he met Tang Erda in the middle of the run and helped to hug some.

"Fortunately, I met you." Wang Shun let out a long breath.

Tang Er was puzzled and asked: "Why are there so many paper-based materials? Wasn't it all electronic before?"

"It's a long story." Wang Shun smiled wryly, and pushed open the door of the meeting room, "It's related to our opponent in the next match, let's talk about it after we go in."

The moment the door of the conference room was pushed open, Wang Shun took a deep breath and announced, "Everyone, our opponent for the next match has come out."

"—is the Golden Dawn."