Pandora's Box

After talking and laughing after eating, Lu Feng and Cheng Yichen went into the kitchen to clean up. This is their exclusive time to spend together, we juniors just play in the living room.

I looked at Zhuo Wenyang again, he had turned on the computer again, and he was still concentrating with no expression on his face.

Is he unhappy?

I suddenly felt a little nervous.

Is it because I'm playing games with Ke Luo and I'm ignoring him?

I couldn't help being in a dilemma, thinking wildly.

I really don't know if he is willing to play this kind of thing, after all, the last time he played games was just to accompany his father.

Besides, I've never seen him do anything purely to kill time.

He is not someone who likes to waste time.

If we insist on the kind invitation and let him reluctantly accept it, it is not appropriate, after all, time means differently to him than to us.

I suspect that his greatest relaxation is reading and listening to music.Spending a few hours in a shooter game that didn't bring any real gains must have been far less appealing to him than finishing a book.

Ke Luo was full of food and drink, and he was still in high spirits, so he asked me again: "Are you still playing?"

I looked at Zhuo Wenyang, a little hesitant.

Can I be oblivious?

Ke Luo continued to invite: "Let's play, take me to fly two more, I feel just right."

"Let's play."

It was Zhuo Wenyang who said this.

I:"???"

Zhuo Wenyang finally raised his head from the computer at this moment, looked at us: "I play too."

I:"???"

"I've finished downloading the game," he said, "I just studied the strategy and video, and got a general understanding, it should be okay."

I:"???"

Ke Luo smiled and said, "Okay, okay, send me your ID, and I'll organize you."

The system prompts: "youjump has joined the team."

I:"????"

I looked at the three-person team that had just formed, and was still immersed in shock.

The game is two or four, and the three-person team needs to be matched with one more person. The DV just happened to be online, so I joined him. As soon as DV entered the team, he was stunned, and said for a while: "I'll go, your names are really the same."

When I jumped off the plane, I began to slowly regain my senses. This is the first time I have brought Zhuo Wenyang to play a game!

I was so excited that I was gearing up, my blood was boiling, and I was only thinking about how to escort him and take care of him.

I understand the mood of those who take their sisters to lick their dogs!

Originally, we would sit together offline and just speak up when we encountered any situation, but because there were outsiders in the team, I still turned on the game voice to facilitate communication with the DV.

During the whole DV, I heard me talking non-stop: "Wen Yang is here, I picked up a good thing, can AWM be used? It's okay, it doesn't matter if you are familiar with it, you can get used to it if you use it a lot. I will give you this one." .”

"Wen Yang, I have bullets here, and I'll give you all of them."

"It's okay, I've already killed that guy for you, and I'll help you up."

"I just touched a third-level head, and I will give it to you too."

"Is there any medicine left? I'll give it to you."

DV couldn't help asking: "Ah, is this our sister-in-law?"

I:"……"

I silently turned off the microphone.

I found a two-person off-road vehicle, and immediately drove to Zhuo Wenyang, and said courteously, "Wen Yang, come on, get in the car."

Ke Luo said, "Huh? What about me?"

Me: "Isn't there still a DV?"

Ke Luo turned his head and stared at me: "He doesn't have a car, you want him to run behind my back?"

So I turned on the mic and shouted to the DV: "Hurry up and find a car for Sister Soymilk!"

When he heard that he had a younger sister, DV suddenly regained his spirits, and after a while, he really got a jeep.

Ke Luo shook his head and sighed: "I was crying in the jeep, and he was laughing on Bounce." (Two-person SUV is Bumble)

The four of us stumbled and stumbled along the way. Ke Luo and I took Zhuo Wenyang and DV, as if we were going to the west to learn scriptures. We went through 81 South, fell down and helped up, helped up and fell down, and we were dragged to the final destiny circle.

The DV can't really be moved here. After he lay down the gun, besides us, there were two other people alive on the opposite side.There were not many places to hide. Ke Luo clicked on one, and was shot in the head by the remaining one at the same time.

After the opponent succeeded, he disappeared flexibly. I guess if he hid and sprayed medicine.He should want to survive the last wave of poison by spraying medicine to restore blood. After all, as long as he can last a little longer than his opponent, even if he lives a second longer, he will win.

The last poison circle is almost shrinking, and there will be no safe area anymore.I only have a little useless first aid kit on me, and I gave Zhuo Wenyang the only medical kit, so there may not be a chance of winning with extreme medicine.

So I called Zhuo Wenyang: "Full up your energy! Painkillers! Adrenaline! Fill it up to the max! Go to the side of the poison and wipe off a little blood, okay, use the medical kit when I tell you to use it."

"Ah."

"use!"

I had found out where the man was, and in the last moments of my life I shot the figure in the pit ahead.

Immediately, my screen turned gray—I gave up punching the first aid kit to recover my blood, and of course I could only last two seconds in the drug circle.Although my shot hit, it failed to directly kill the opponent.

However, he also failed to finish the medicine.

After he was quickly poisoned to death, the only one who survived temporarily by relying on the medical kit was Zhuo Wenyang.

So our team successfully ate chicken~~

DV yelled: "Damn it, it's all right!"

Ke Luo: "..."

Ke Luo looked at me meaningfully: "It's too hard, buddy."

Me: "Hey hey hey."

Zhuo Wenyang also looked up at me: "Thank you."

Ke Luo smiled and said, "To be honest, it's the first time I play, Wen Yang's level is pretty good."

Although he can't compare with veterans like me and Ke Luo due to lack of actual combat experience, but his execution ability is very strong, he also has quite good judgment, coupled with his composure, he is at least better than DV overall.

Zhuo Wenyang shook his head and said: "There is still a lot of room for improvement, I need to work harder."

I:"……"

I thought he was just playing around with it.

I sent a message to Zhuo Wenyang: "Are you going to play this seriously?"

"Ah."

"Why?" This game is not the Chosen One, is there anything worth his time to study? "Is this particularly fun?"

He thought about it, and replied to me: "It's okay."

"Then why not?" Wasting time playing with this thing?You are someone who wants to be a scientist in addition to your studies and company.

He looked at me, and after a while, he replied: "I let you know what I like, so I want to know what you like too."

"..."

I stared at the dialog box, suddenly my face was red and my ears were hot.

Ke Luo looked at me inexplicably: "What's wrong with you? Skin allergies? Fever? Are you okay? Are you still playing?"

I was very happy tonight, not only did I feel refreshed after winning various games, but Zhuo Wenyang's words made me feel elated.

I was still thinking about it over and over before going to bed.Although he spoke very calmly, and there was no overtones, but I just couldn't shake it.It's strange that he is such a man of few words, how can he speak so nicely sometimes?

I couldn't fall asleep, so I got up and took out the notebooks he lent me.

His handwriting is so beautiful!I flipped through it endlessly, and finally understood what it means to "write like a person" and "see words like a face".

Flipping through it, a piece of yellowed draft paper suddenly fell out.

This unremarkable piece of paper should have been clamped too tightly on a certain page, so that it didn't fall out when I flipped through it a few times before, and Zhuo Wenyang didn't pay attention to it when I lent it to me.

Calculus formulas are listed intermittently on it, which is a very common draft, and there are also some messy small characters.

These scattered small characters repeatedly read: "Lin Jing, Lin Jing."

I was taken aback for a moment.

So were we really on good terms at one point?

And I couldn't remember him at all.

I stared blankly at it, inexplicably, because of my amnesia, and felt a little guilty.