After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

To live is for you.

Came to assassinate you just to see you.

It was an honor to be killed by you.

To die under your sword is the most romantic way of life for me.

Facing such dog-licking remarks, Xing Yuan fell into deep thought for a moment.

Facing Chu Yan's shy and timid eyes, he couldn't say a word, but he felt that he had lived for nothing for so many years, and he had no experience in such words.

Reason told him that he should do everything possible to shut up this person, but emotion told him that he had to bear it any longer.

Maybe this is the means by which people complete the task?

But I don't know if there is something wrong in his heart, even if he thinks this scene is very ridiculous, Xing Yuan still can't control his heartbeat that keeps accelerating.

Perhaps the main god who has been single for tens of thousands of years does not know that some things are out of control, such as his feelings, or the person in front of him.

In the whole scene of licking the dog and confessing his love, Chu Yan first showed his "eye skills" affectionately, and then he hesitated to express his heartbeat when facing him. Convincing.

But Xing Yuan is not such a narcissistic person, and his first reaction to this situation is of course doubtful.

Chu Yan persuasively said: "General, if I can die by your hands, it will definitely be my greatest physical achievement."

The system short-circuited for a while, and exclaimed: [You are very good at it. ]

There is no way, Chu Yan used to hang out with his mother in the wine shop anyway, although he couldn't understand those ambiguous words, it was no problem to pick a few casually.

Xing Yuan probably wanted to say something, but his lips moved, and just as he was about to speak, the connection to the simulated world was cut off.

The holographic screen suddenly turned colorful black.

The senior who was waiting for the development of the plot was attacked inexplicably by "I want to know what will happen next, and I will listen to the next chapter to break it down". Immediately, I felt that happiness was gone, and happiness had nothing to do with him.

Looking down again, he realized that the child who had been standing next to him just now had walked to the console at some point, and closed the simulation world familiarly.

Within a few seconds, Chu Yan's consciousness returned to his body. Sadly, he still had a few shocking love words choked in his throat, but he was forcibly recalled by the intruding force. When he opened his eyes again , I saw the regretful face of the senior, and the terrifying face of Song Zhuo, two faces like black and white, and fell into deep contemplation.

Speaking of it, these two will not be lucky enough to become the lucky audience for their acting skills.

Thank you, I feel like I have picked out a set of Disneyland.

As a senior and a fan of Xingyuan, from the perspective of tasks, although Chu Yan's tasks are done in a rather strange style, the effect is good, and judging from his specific performance, Chu Yan It may be a hidden Xingyuan diehard fan.

What does this mean?

The idol who represents them is one person!

There is quite a feeling of fans meeting fans, with tears in their eyes.

This is not a handshake!

It was too late to say it, and Chu Yan, who had just returned from the simulation world, happily brought up a "handshake gift package", also known as "the love and enthusiasm of the seniors", and then felt the faint gaze of Song Zhuo from the side, It can be said that there are two heavens of ice and fire, and it really makes people feel anxious.

In order for Chu Yan to realize that he has succeeded in chasing stars, the senior told him very excitedly: "Let me tell you the truth, in fact, the target of your strategy is the real main god, a living main god, surprise or surprise ?”

Chu Yan: "..."

I can't thank you enough.

Why do I have to bear this level of social death attack at a young age.

He asked with a face ashen ashes: "Then, Xing...Does Lord God know the person opposite him?"

The senior said with regret: "In order not to limit his performance, I usually don't tell him the information of the tasker on the opposite side, but it doesn't matter, because we are both his diehard fans, I can tell you the information." he."

Chu Yan realized that if he didn't do something, he might really be doomed, so he said to the senior righteously: "No, if the Lord God asks, you must not tell him that the person opposite is me."

The senior looked puzzled and asked in doubt: "Why?"

Before Chu Yan could answer, Song Zhuo had already cut off the conversation between the two of them, and said indifferently: "Brother Xiao Yan doesn't want that person to know, of course he has his reasons, no matter what your status is, you shouldn't take it anymore. This is embarrassing him."

Hearing this, the senior was obviously overwhelmed by the sharpness of his words.

It's really strange, how could he be bluffed by a child, have all these years been in vain?

When he realized it again, Song Zhuo had already pulled Chu Yan to go outside.

Before leaving, Chu Yan did not forget to ask the senior again: "Don't tell the Lord God!"

Then the senior saw Chu Yan being taken away by such a child, and felt strange for a moment, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Anyway, this fan meeting should be... cold.

Damn, he originally wanted to set up a fan group with only two people.

......

After the operation of the simulated world was forcibly suspended, Xing Yuan's usually clear mind suddenly became a little cloudy.

He froze in place, the beating of his heart and the rapidity of his breathing reminding him that he had an emotional reaction, and it was strong.

This shows that the tasker was almost able to complete the task.

In the past, it wasn't that there were no taskers who tried every means to radiate charm to him. Even a veteran level tasker once tried to seduce him with women's clothing, but he taught him to be a man in the end.

I don't know what the impulse was, but he really wanted to know the real identity of the tasker, so he quickly contacted his loyal fan leader, that is, the senior, and called him by his name without any politeness. : "He Hui, send me the information of the taskers who received training today."

When He Hui heard the words, he was in unexpected confusion again: "Master Lord God, didn't you always want this kind of information before?"

Xing Yuan replied to him: "I think about it now, can't I?"

He recalled: Let's go, you are the biggest in the sky and on the earth!

But he is also a person who keeps his promise. He will not do what he promised others not to do, so he just said to Xing Yuan: "But it's a pity, the other party said that he is an enthusiastic citizen who doesn't want to reveal his real name. .”

Xing Yuan: "..."

......

Enthusiastic citizen Chu Yan was dragged along the road by Song Zhuo. Fragrant roses bloomed on the road, clearly a refreshing and romantic scene, but Song Zhuo's expression was very unfriendly, as if these flowers blocked his way like.

Chu Yan was puzzled and said, "What's the matter, have a drink, are you in a hurry? I let you stay here because I want you to familiarize yourself with the progress of the task."

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Song Zhuo didn't get angry, and said bluntly, "I don't like that person named Xing Yuan."

Chu Yan understands very well that this is a typical behavior of employees who don't like their boss and are unwilling to endure the oppression of capitalism, so they understand.

Then, Song Zhuo said to Chu Yan: "Brother Xiaoyan, can you stay away from him in the future, I always feel that he has bad intentions."

What they didn't know was that at this moment, Xing Yuan happened to be walking on the only way to the main god's space, and saw them along the way. For some reason, he wanted to look at Chu Yan more, so he restrained his breath and quietly hide aside.

At this time Chu Yan asked him: "You can tell me what aspects of Xing Yuan you don't like, maybe I can enlighten you."

Song Zhuo said unceremoniously: "Everywhere, from the first time I met him, I hated him from the bottom of my heart."

He raised his head, looked at Chu Yan calmly, and said with a look of good for him: "Brother Chu Yan, I am doing it for your own good. I am very accurate in judging people, you have to trust me."

Hearing this, Xing Yuan frowned slightly, and his heart was also secretly tense, thinking that the taskers under him would not really change their image in his mind because of such baseless words.

In fact, what image you have in the eyes of others is not important at all.

But today, the dullness in his heart told him that he just cared.

After a long period of silence, Chu Yan looked at Song Zhuo with clear eyes, and said to him: "In fact, a long time ago, people who met me once subconsciously thought that I was not a good person. Even before they met me, they already regarded me as their imaginary enemy."

"At that time, I was thinking, how good it would be if someone didn't just rely on other people's words, or just based on the knowledge of my parents, to put a death sentence on my character."

"But in that situation, when most people think that I am a bad person, there are only a very small number of people who are not affected by them, and even a few of them are those who are willing to stand up and help me."

A trace of sadness slowly welled up in Chu Yan's eyes. He looked at the bright sun in the sky and smiled lightly, as if laughing at the helpless and painful self he once was.

"I've been thinking, since this is the case, I must not be that kind of person."

Song Zhuo stood there watching him, feeling distressed for a moment.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but found that he had been a virus for so many years, and he had said a lot of hypocrisy, but when it was his turn to be sincere, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

So he missed the best time to comfort him.

But Chu Yan just lowered his head, looked at him with gentle eyes, and said with respect: "So, I want to see with my own eyes, think with my own mind, and judge with my own heart, is that okay?"

The breeze blew the roses on the roadside, and the indifferent fragrance of flowers filled the surroundings of the two of them.

Song Zhuo smiled slightly.

How cunning.

In this case, how could it be possible to say no.

And Xing Yuan listened to the conversation between the two of them in a place where the two of them could not see.

There is warmth and pity in the eyes.

He thought, if he could break into Chu Yan's world at the best time, and be willing to stand by his side when he was the loneliest, that would be great.

At least in this way, this young man who always smiles gently will not become scarred.

At this moment, I thought that the child Song Zhuo would just settle down, but I didn't expect this child to make a plan and make a plan, and he was very good at which pot was not opened and which pot to carry. He changed a black material to attack himself, The overall feeling is that a well-meaning policeman is trying to persuade a boy who has lost his way to change his mind.

In short, he brought up a topic that Chu Yan had never thought about: "Brother Xiaoyan, among the books you bought for me before, one is the autobiography of the Lord God, which tells the story of his life after he came to the Space-Time Administration. There is a person I like in a certain mission world."

Xing Yuan: Why don't I know?

Chu Yan: Why don't I know?

This was explosive news for Chu Yan, so he almost couldn't wait to ask: "What book? Which chapter? Where is it? Is it male or female?"

Song Zhuo gave a random title, and Chu Yan immediately placed an order from the system mall.

When the melon-eating soul is burning, no one else can stop it.

If you don't eat melons, you will be scratched!

All in all, under Song Zhuo's guidance, Chu Yan quickly turned to that page.

It said that when the Lord God was in a certain world, he really fell in love with someone, but he didn't know which world it was, and he didn't know what happened in that world. All in all, when he came back, he was devastated and depressed. Yes, the Lord God Space judged that his mood swings are too high, the negative value is too high, and he is in danger of being parasitized by the virus at any time, so he helped him erase this memory on his own initiative.

All in all, in the remaining memory fragments, the editor discovered a huge truth, that is, in that world, Xing Yuan very likely met his own Bai Yueguang!

According to the database records, he once said something like this - I can only love one person in my life, and that person is undoubtedly him/her. The gender can be directly judged from the voice, please know.)

Chu Yan blinked, lowered his head and asked, "What kind of book is this? Why do you use the editorial style?"

Song Zhuo explained: "Oh, this is because these so-called autobiographies were intercepted from the forums at that time. They are considered unofficial histories, but I believe in unofficial histories more than the high-sounding official histories."

So... still has a little credibility?

Hearing this, Chu Yan felt a dull pain in his heart.

He didn't know why, but his heart was always stuffy, and he felt an indescribable feeling.

Listening to them talking about their past, Xing Yuan fell into deep thought.

He really doesn't remember that period of time in his past.

Moreover, he has always been a person who does not like to be bound by things like feelings, at least not in the past.

Therefore, those years were deliberately forgotten by him, and he didn't want to think about them again.

I can only love one person in my life, and that person is undoubtedly him.

Is this what he would say?

......

Song Zhuo's original intention was to make Chu Yan give up all thoughts about Xing Yuan, no matter what method he used, whether he wanted him to retreat in spite of difficulties or to feel disgusted with Xing Yuan from the bottom of his heart, as long as he could achieve his goal, no matter what all good.

However, if it is limited to this, he is not a qualified virus.

To make Chu Yan completely lose his sense of Xing Yuan, he needs to work secretly from two aspects.

On the one hand, it is to keep saying bad things about that person in reality.

On the one hand, Xing Yuan became the protagonist of his nightmare in his sleep.

Of course, in this process, I will spare no effort to treat him well.

He also wanted to know, if he did more and better than Xing Yuan, would this person change his mind from now on?

So in this night, neither Chu Yan nor Xing Yuan could sleep peacefully.

Xing Yuan spent the whole night thinking about what he had forgotten.

And Chu Yan had a nightmare all night.

I have to say that this dream contains a lot of ghosts. He first dreamed of zombies besieging the city, then dreamed of Ultraman fighting monsters, then dreamed of midnight bells, and then dreamed of ghosts getting on the car .

In the midnight bell, came the voice of Xing Yuan.

When the ghost got into the car, Xing Yuan came up with blood on his face.

As a driver, he saw a gloomy ghost sitting on the right. This time, he finally played the role of resonance chamber and screamed loudly.

He fried chicken is afraid of ghosts!

The gloomy Xing Yuan was sitting next to him, exuding a icy aura all over his body. It was clearly a scorching summer in the dream, but after Xing Yuan got into the car, it suddenly changed into another situation—the dead winter suddenly began attack me!

Chu Yan terrifiedly stepped on the brakes, and was about to get out of the car and flee, but unexpectedly, in a panic, he stepped on the wrong side and stepped on the accelerator. At that time, his soul became immortal and ascended to immortality!

Fortunately, the ghost next to him probably felt that speeding was not good and would affect traffic order, so he silently turned off the car for him.

After the car stopped, "Xing Yuan" who was covered in blood patted Chu Yan's shoulder.

Chu Yan stiffened his neck, turned his head little by little, looked at the "Xing Yuan" with dark eyes, and felt that he might really be single for a long time, and now he looks pretty even when he sees a ghost...

The ghost slowly opened its lips, as if it wanted to say something.

Chu Yan held the handle of the car with one hand and listened with bated breath.

Just listen to his gloomy way:

"Six points will be deducted for speeding, and the fine will be two hundred."

"......"

Chu Yan thought for a while, then touched his pocket.

"Xing Yuan" thought he was going to bring out some self-defense things.

Chu Yan fumbled for a while, finally took out two tickets, and said tremblingly, "Okay, that...does this place support cash payment?"

"Xing Yuan": "..."

......

Song Zhuo admitted that he used dirty tricks to manipulate Chu Yan's dream and let Xing Yuan play the image of an evil ghost in his dream, but he never expected that Chu Yan's funny soul would always put The painting style of the nightmare is crazily driving in a very strange direction, and the intuitive feeling is like ten thousand mud horses galloping!

At this moment, he probably finally realized how powerful Chu Yan was.

Early the next morning, Chu Yan woke up with two big dark circles under her eyes.

Looking at him like this, Song Zhuo felt a very rare sense of guilt in his heart.

However, his understanding of Chu Yan finally improved last night.

Chu Yan ate breakfast in such a daze, and then went out to do errands in a daze.

If someone knew the conversation he had with Song Zhuo yesterday, they might think that he acted like this because he knew that Xing Yuan had a white moonlight.

This is trapped by love!

It's a pity that only these two people heard this conversation yesterday, one was the one who caused Chu Yan to sleep badly, and the other was Xing Yuan who was not good at narcissism.

All in all, when Chu Yan was walking and swaying in a miserable state, he suddenly bumped into someone's arms at the corner.

Chu Yan reacted for a while, then slowly raised his head.

Xing Yuan's handsome face fell into his eyes, and anyone who saw it couldn't help admiring his uncanny appearance.

And Chu Yan's first reaction was whether he came to collect a speeding fine.

Xing Yuan looked at his obviously haggard face, frowned, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Didn't you have a good rest yesterday?"

Chu Yan thought to himself: That’s true, my dream is all about you~it’s all about you~(Zhuo, I almost sang)

Of course, Xing Yuan doesn't know what kind of image he appears in his dream.

In order not to continue recalling the horror in the dream, Chu Yan decided to take a step first.

Therefore, he always kept his head down and evaded, he only faltered a few words, and then he found a reason to take a step ahead.

Xing Yuan looked deeply at his back, wondering why he behaved so strangely.

This is really a very difficult question for him.

Today, he went to find He to go back as usual to see how the newly promoted missionaries were performing.

At that time, He Hui was sorting out his photos in the room. If he hadn't stopped him, he might have kissed every photo.

Among the piles of materials scattered on the ground, he saw that during yesterday's training time, the person receiving the training was Chu Yan.

However, he just glanced at it calmly, without making a sound.

Seeing him coming, He Hui blushed with excitement.

Xing Yuan pushed away his photos at will, leaving some room for the chair full of photos, and then sat on it calmly, crossing his legs.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of this diehard fan, it's just that this person is too stubborn and unrepentant.

He came here this time to ask a question.

But no matter what he came to do, He Hui's attitude towards him has always been to listen attentively, to stand by and do his best.

Xing Yuan asked: "If."

He Hui: "Yeah."

Xing Yuan continued: "If someone knows that his friend once liked someone, and then shows a strong loss, or even insomnia, what will be the reason?"

He Hui was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Are they so close that they wear a pair of pants?"

"Not counting."

"Does one person look away when one looks at another?"

"...sometimes."

He Hui was lost in thought.

He hesitated: "The person you're talking about...wouldn't like his friends?"