East side stone

Smash them all with your guns.

Zhuang Yu slowly adjusted his breathing, then he opened his bow, led the arrow, and shot.

Deviated.

He lay in the deep depression, trembling uncontrollably.He still missed, he thought.The more he wanted to smash them, the more they swept over like a shadow.

He looked down at his slightly trembling hand and gripped the mouse tightly.He didn't dare to look at the barrage, he was afraid of seeing those horrible words.

But he also knew that he couldn't escape all the time, and he began to regret turning on the camera.

The doorbell rang.

Zhuang Yu seemed to have received an amnesty, and bounced from his position with a "crush" like an arrow off the string.

It's takeaway.

It's the supermarket in their community, so it came very quickly.

Zhuang Yu stayed in the living room with snacks for a long time, so long that the audience thought he had been robbed.

Barrage A: hello, Qishen, if you are kidnapped, you can hum, I am ready for 110.

Barrage B: Qishen, do you wake up from a big bed of 10 square meters every day?The door has been open for [-] minutes, right?

Barrage C: Qishen Qishen Qishen, come back quickly, Brother Dong can't bear it alone.

Zhuang Yu collapsed on the floor.

His hands twitched uncontrollably. The moment he opened the door, he seemed to have returned to eight years ago. He disconnected the net and hid in a small room, dark, damp, and without light.

He doesn't know when he will be able to go out, and he may never want to go out again.

A courier interrupted him.

He opened the package full of hope, but began a seven-day nightmare.Every day a courier delivers the same item, from the same sender.

His most loyal fans ever.

The 15-year-old Zhuang Yu accepted the deepest malice in the world, so that he dared not accept the courier for a long time, nor did he dare to see the light.

It was as if someone had been watching him from the abyss.

No matter where he hides, that person will always grin at him like a devil: found you.

The ringing of the mobile phone slipped out of the door of the live broadcast room, one after another, Zhuang Yu felt something was knocked open in front of him.He rushed towards the coffee table half rolling and half crawling, and took out a small bottle of medicine from the bottom drawer. He poured out two pills and threw them into his mouth tremblingly.

The bitterness melted on the tip of his tongue as soon as he touched it, and he woke up suddenly.

"I don't recommend that you rely on drugs." The psychologist said, "Your life is completely fine now. If your choice will only make you suffer again, then I take back my previous opinion, and you'd better not go back."

"In the face of fear, the strong will conquer it, and the weak will hide from it. You are not strong enough. You send yourself into the face of fear, and you cannot get out."

Zhuang Yu spit out the pills.

Then I poured myself a whole bottle of mineral water.However, the bitterness seemed to have taken root in his mouth, no matter how much he rushed it, he couldn't finish it.

The living room was already in a mess, he picked up the scattered snacks back into the bag, sat on the ground and ate.

It tastes the same as Jue Wax.

He took a few mouthfuls and then opened another package. He also tasted a few mouthfuls and stopped eating. He didn't know what he wanted to do, he just felt that every mouthful was bitter.

Has the manufacturer changed?

He scratched at the packing bag and read it word by word, even though he forgot the front after reading the back.

In the empty house, the curtains were drawn in broad daylight, every gap was meticulously covered, and he artificially isolated himself from the sun.

He unpacked each pack of snacks and placed them on the coffee table, then went to get the last one in his pocket.

A box of canned spinach.

"..." His eyes suddenly became sore, for no reason, he wanted to cry.It seemed that he found himself in an instant.He brewed for a while, blindfolded, before slowly opening the can of spinach.

He smelled it.

That disgusting taste.

Zhuang Yu hated spinach since he was a child. When he saw spinach, he had to avoid it, not to mention smashing the bowl.When Xie Xun found out, he specially sent him a box of canned spinach, fearing that he would not accept it, and picked other snacks as a cover. By the time he found out, it was already too late.

Seeing his appearance as if he was eating shit, Xie Xun almost couldn't control his expression—fortunately, he had a mask—but after Zhuang Yu finished eating, his hands and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground into a box. Xie Xun lifted a stone and hit his own foot, Tell him honestly that he knows he is wrong.

In the end, he just said he was wrong!

Man's mouth, liar ghost!

In fact, Zhuang Yu could pretend not to see it, but when he came to his senses, the can had already been opened.

As soon as he touched the first mouthful, tears came out.

Can't stop.

"It's awful," he cried.

Thanks to the spinach, he finally cried out, together with the portion from eight years ago.

He covered his face, not daring to make too much noise, and ate up the most hated dark food in his life with tears.

If only someone had sent him spinach eight years ago.he thought unrealistically.

After crying for a while, he felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

He's not a professional player now, isn't he just a little-known anchor, he's off the mark, and it doesn't bother anyone.How can anyone be so bored squatting and waiting to catch his fault.

He stumbled to his feet, knocked his knees to the corner of the table, the pain was piercing, and the tears he hadn't had time to dry gushed out again, but it was TOEFL, and he was awake.

Zhuang Yu looked at the messy living room, wanted to clean it up but couldn't do it, so he limped to the bathroom to wash his face first.

It's been a really bad day.

He slowed down for a while, then pushed open the door of the live broadcast room again, and the dazzling sunlight rushed towards his face, taking him to another world.

As soon as he sat down, a voice came from the earphone: "What's wrong with you?"

On the phone next to her, there were a bunch of missed calls.

the same person.

"Little Angel", Missed Call (12).

"It's nothing," Zhuang Yu said without feeling guilty, "Your spinach tasted so bad that you vomited and cried while vomiting. Where's the bandit?"

Barrage A: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I cry when I vomit, I can’t stop it!

Barrage B: It turns out that it's so unpalatable that it's not a joke hahaha.But I’m curious about what brand of spinach can make Qishen cry [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying]

Barrage C: Spinach from Dongge brand, and Popeye from Seven Gods brand.

Barrage D: Just now some people said that Qishen missed the shot without eating spinach. They may have forgotten the fear of being dominated by the falling box.Seven gods, are you okay?

"Their reinforcements have arrived." Xie Xun kept staring at the faces of the Seven Gods, as if thinking about the credibility of his words.

His eyes were red, his voice was nasal, and his hair was unknowingly disheveled.Qishen is a very flamboyant person, sometimes he would stop and stroke his hair halfway through the game, but he didn't notice?

"I'll get off first, I have something to go out." Xie Xun said calmly.

"it is good."

Xie Xun turned off the live broadcast and quit YY.

The last webpage was Baidu, and the word Zhuang Yu was written in the search bar, but I didn't press enter.

He just couldn't get through the phone, so he was going to search his past.Qishen seldom misses, basically on purpose, but not today.He can feel it.

He could also feel his emotional instability.

Xie Xun has always been curious about the "entangled past" mentioned in the letter from the Seven Gods to him.

However just curious.

Xie Xun closed the webpage, but was still not sure.Since the Seven Gods didn't say anything, it proved that those things were not important, or they didn't want to let themselves know.

That being the case, Xie Xun didn't want to put pressure on him, he respected his choice and believed that he could handle it well.

A person cannot get to know another person just by relying on the Internet.

Xie Xun went directly to the place where Zhuang Yu lived, but he didn't go in. Instead, he counted up floor by floor according to the address of the takeaway, until he reached a closed floor.

His heart froze.

The sun is very good today, and few people keep the curtains closed. At first glance, his house seems to be closed and uninhabited.Does he really live here?

Zhuang Yu didn't play the game, but went to find a shooting range.

This time he never missed again.

The call from "Little Angel" came again, and Zhuang Yu turned off the voice and answered it: "Is the matter over?"

"It's temporarily canceled," Xie Xun said, "but I'm coming out anyway, do you want to meet?"

"..." Zhuang Yu turned around and ran into the living room, asking anxiously, "Why, why is it so sudden, I'm not ready yet."

"You cry."

"I didn't!" Zhuang Yu almost suspected that he was transformed from a goblin, which could be seen no matter what.

"Zhuang Yu," Xie Xun smiled helplessly, "Don't you know that when people are guilty, their voices will unconsciously become louder in order to prevent themselves from falling into the lower ranks?"

"I'm fine now." Zhuang Yu cut off his wrist neatly.

"Really?" Xie Xun looked up at the closed curtains again, "I don't believe it."

"Really!" Zhuang Yu realized something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking, and quickly repeated in a low voice, "Really."

"Why don't you want to see me?"

"It's not that I don't want to, I just..." Zhuang Yu gradually lowered his voice, "It's just that I'm not ready yet. You are the first netizen I really like. I don't want to regret our first meeting. I don't want to see the light." die."

"If you don't open the window, how do you know if it's a poisonous day or a warm one?"

Zhuang Yu subconsciously looked towards the window.

Coincidence... right?

"Forget it," Xie Xun didn't want to force him, and slowly walked out of the community, "It's good that you're fine, wait until you're ready."

Zhuang Yu walked to the window and opened a gap.

Mild sunlight streams in.

Xie Xun's voice still rang in my ears: "If you want, you can talk to me about anything in the future. Don't cry alone, I feel bad."