Hyperreal board game

Zhang Hong sneezed on the phone: "Suddenly I felt chills on my back...Ah, you misunderstood me. I said that he has a problem with being single, which is not what you understand. He was married three times, and the first one fell ill and died. The second and third terms didn't last more than a year before they got divorced."

An Ge still didn't understand: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Hong continued in a sad tone: "The problem is that his two ex-wives both fell ill and died within two years after the divorce."

An Ge was finally stunned, and said hesitantly, "Could they all have the same disease?"

Zhang Hong: "Almost all three of them died of heart and lung failure in the end, but the causes were different, so although Cheng Yang's father-in-law had doubts, they couldn't find any clues and couldn't blame him. He laughed at himself He ordered his wife to be hard-pressed, and now he does not intend to get married and has no children."

An Ge asked, "You don't believe this is a coincidence?"

Zhang Hong smiled: "Do you believe it?"

An Ge had no choice but to admit: "I don't believe it...then what are you going to do next?"

Zhang Hong suddenly smiled shyly on the other end of the phone: "Actually, we have already contacted him, and he wants to see you."

An Ge: "What?"

"I told him about the easter egg, and he was very interested."

An Ge: "...I remember the rules of the game saying that you can't tell anyone other than the player. Could it be that he is also a player?"

Zhang Hong grinned: "As soon as one of our people tried it, he found out, and then offered to bring it up, so it is not a violation of the rules. Although he is not a player, you will definitely be interested in this matter. How about it? Do you want to meet and chat? ?”

An Ge was hit by his words: "Okay..."

Afterwards, they agreed on a time and place. Zhang Hong obviously also learned from Xianxian about the shortening of their game intervals. The shortening time of the surviving players varies, but they, Xianxian and Xiaoxingxing are basically the same. Candles are being shared, so timings are consistent.

Afterwards, An Ge finally hung up the phone, feeling exhausted and exhausted from the ups and downs of the day, said hello to Yue Zimo and was ready to go to sleep.

When he came out of the shower, he saw that the boy had honestly and unceremoniously occupied half of his bed, playing games on his stomach.

An Ge: "What are you doing on my bed?"

Yue Zimo wagged his non-existent tail aggrievedly, and whispered, "Fuck...fuck you."

The cautious, coquettish ending was so different from the content of the language that An Ge could hardly help laughing.Because of this, the flirtatious lines are also diluted from the original provocative meaning.

He squeezed his fists and suppressed a cough, lifted the quilt and got in without making a sound.

Yue Zimo waited for a while, and when he saw that he hadn't moved, he called out: "Brother An..."

An Ge just said at this moment: "Turn off the lights."

"Oh." The boy obediently got up to turn off the headlights, and then got back under the covers.The two of them covered the same quilt, Yue Zimo rubbed over, carefully put his hand on An Ge's waist, and scratched it lightly.

An Ge was ticklish, so he slapped him away.

Yue Zimo was extremely wronged, "Obviously he promised to be my boyfriend, but he won't let me touch him."

An songs:"……"

Yue Zimo continued to grieve and complain: "Do you only like him and not me? Is it because he is like a domineering president, tough and unreasonable, and you just like that? That's why you think I'm too soft?"

An Ge covered his face: "There is no such thing, don't think about it."

Yue Zimo clung to An Ge's back again, whimpering like a son of a bitch: "From a psychological point of view, I'm still a virgin! It's not fair..."

Speaking of this, An Ge's face darkened: "You said it yourself that day, because you were drunk, you did something ridiculous, it wasn't your intention."

Yue Zimo continued to babble: "That's right, I actually let him do it first, it's ridiculous, why am I so soft-hearted, I'm so pissed off!"

This time it was An Ge's turn to be stunned: "Just... because of this?"

Yue Zimo was cautious while making progress, sticking his whole body up, and hugged the young man in his arms, "Yeah, I don't know why, that day he made a strong request, and it was rare for him to make a strong request for something, so I retreated in my head... ...I will regret it after giving in...Brother An, don't be angry, okay?"

For An Ge, this matter has always been stuck in his throat, like a thorn embedded in the bottom of his heart, or a small gravel dropped in his shoe, and it makes him feel depressed when he thinks about it from time to time.

As a result, he has been depressed for so long, and now he realizes that it is all self-inflicted!How can a normal person expect such a routine? ?

An Ge was half-dead with anger and half-delighted with joy at the same time, this kind of emotion was really embarrassing.

He really didn't know how to express it, so he turned over silently in Yue Zimo's arms, held the boy's shoulders, and bowed his head to kiss him.

The nagging Yue Zimo immediately went dumb.

An Ge's movements were really clumsy, the teeth and lips of the two collided until they bled, he took a breath, and then tried to retreat, but the boy grabbed the back of his head.

Yue Zimo's eyes sparkled: "So, does this mean yes?"

An Ge became angry with embarrassment: "The next time you are asked to turn off the lights, you should understand the meaning of yes!"

Yue Zimo used his wrist to press An Ge in front of him, and kissed him carelessly while giggling: "Okay, I will remember."

After that, he kissed An Ge so many times that An Ge suspected that he had hickey marks all over his body, and he was as hot as a high fever.

Early the next morning, An Ge struggled to open his heavy eyelids while the phone was ringing, glanced at it in a daze, sighed involuntarily, and answered the phone weakly: "Feng Chen? What's the matter?"

The ex-roommate was even weaker than him on the phone: "Xiao Anzi, that little friend of yours, can you ask him for a favor?"

One sentence immediately woke An Ge up, and he sat up: "No."

Feng Chen: "...Aren't you even willing to ask for help?"

An Ge: "Judging from your tone, you are not happy, it must not be a good thing."

Feng Chen sighed: "You still know me best, alas...it's like this, Sun Xiaoya, the one who ate hot pot together last time, remember? She is preparing to shoot an online drama and wants to find Yue Zimo as the leading role. Although I think She is probably a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking, but this candidate is really suitable."

An Ge: "Let me ask for you. He will talk about it if he is interested. I will not persuade or hinder this matter."

Feng Chen laughed: "Tsk tsk, that's right, like his girlfriend."

Although not a girlfriend, but a boyfriend.

Thinking of this, An Ge felt a slight fever in his ears, but there was a soft and sweet warmth in his chest.

He discussed homework and the arrangements before the holiday with Feng Chen, and then hung up the phone.

Before hanging up, Feng Chen warned: "You have to make it clear to him that the script of this web drama is nothing special, and it's all a group of amateur and non-professional children playing tickets, and it's purely voluntary labor. , no pay!"

An Ge: "...I understand. Anyway, it's better to hint not to go."

Feng Chen said again and again that our little Anzi was considerate, and then said with satisfaction that he would treat him to hot pot in the future.

Yue Zimo was no longer in the room, An Ge went to wash up first, and then left the room.

Passing through the corridor, he saw Yue Zimo busy in the kitchen.

Yue Zimo didn't look like he had experienced a night that consumed a lot of energy and energy. His tall and straight figure was full of vigor, and he said to An Ge with a smile, "Woke up so early? Didn't you say you wanted something soft yesterday?" ? Sit down for a while and I'll make it for you."

An Ge couldn't remember when he said this, but in the second half he was so dizzy that he felt like he had lost half his life, so it's normal not to remember.

He was also embarrassed to watch, and walked over with his sleeves rolled up: "Let me help."

Yue Zimo agreed, and handed him two oversized and thick heat-insulating gloves: "Brother An, take out the bowl from the steamer after it cools down."

An Ge silently took two brown heat-insulating gloves in the shape of bear paws, "What are you doing?"

Yue Zimo raised his chin, and showed An Ge the batter in the egg beater as if offering a treasure. He held the small stainless steel egg beater in his left hand. The batter in the bowl was brown and had many small bubbles. "The batter I made yesterday was fermented overnight, and it's just right for making egg cakes."

Egg baked cake is a very famous and once popular snack in Chengdu. It is mixed with brown sugar, eggs, old noodles, baking soda and flour, mixed with an appropriate amount of water, refrigerated and fermented, poured into a small copper pot and baked into an egg cake.

There is no small copper pot at home, so Yue Zimo dug out a palm-sized Maifanshi frying pan that he bought as a gift to replace it.

The name of the egg bake cake shows that this snack has very high requirements on the heat. If the fire is too high, it will easily burnt to black and the other side will still be raw batter. Know.

Yue Zimo's first two were confused, and he snorted and said, "It's only three things, see me!"

And the third one is still blurry.

An Ge had nothing to do, so he just took a video of him from the sidelines. Yue Zimo's cooking movements were so handsome that he would be attracted by just watching from the sidelines, so he just started taking pictures with his mobile phone.

The boy was not at all uncomfortable in front of the camera, and he consciously began to introduce cooking, how to make batter, how to control the heat, and...how to show love to his sweetheart while cooking.

When the third cake was also mushy, An Ge finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yue Zimo carried the small frying pan and turned it around twice in his hand, "Huh, the bottom of this pan is too thin, and the heat conduction is too fierce, even if the fire is turned to the minimum, the quality of the gift is really unreliable... But I still have The method, Brother An, just wait and see, the fourth one will definitely succeed."

He scooped up another spoonful of batter and poured it into the frying pan from a high place. First, he stretched out his hand to feel the temperature above the flame, then suspended the frying pan above the flame, and slowly turned the pan with gentle and delicate movements at a distance. pot.

This time the finished product is a perfect golden yellow, with a delicious honeycomb-like structure formed on the surface. Before it solidified, Yue Zimo put in the meat floss mixed with mayonnaise, and then folded it in half.

The beautiful semi-circular egg cake was placed on a square plate with cyan sea ripples, and Yue Zimo was so dazed that he almost had his tail up to the sky. He leaned over to An Ge's side arrogantly and asked for a reward and a kiss.

An Ge complimented him without a word, and kissed each other on the left and right cheeks.

Yue Zimo was more motivated to make egg cakes, and then sandwiched various ingredients according to the taste preferences of the two.

The sweet ones include rose sugar, marmalade, and chocolate sauce; the salty ones include spicy meat sauce, shredded pork with green peppers, and sesame sauce; the sweet and salty ones include mayonnaise mixed with pork floss, peanut butter mixed with red bean paste; there is also hot and sour Thai papaya salad Silk.

The egg cake is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and it is delicious with any filling.Eating hot with a variety of flavors, the whole person is full of strength.

As for the "jelly" taken out of the steamer, it was bright yellow and smooth, with a shiny surface. An Ge tasted it, and it was soft and delicate, with the aroma and taste of eggs and tofu, a bit like the Japanese tofu in the supermarket.

He curiously poked a piece and studied it carefully: "What is this?"

Yue Zimo said: "I learned it in the kitchen. Add eggs to the freshly ground soybean milk, mix it well and steam it in the pot. It's done once. You're a good man, right?"

An Ge reached out to touch his head: "It's amazing, it's amazing."

Yue Zimo: That’s because I’m full of affection for you╭(╯^╰)╮Arms on hips.jpg

An Ge silently ate the fragrant egg cake when he suddenly thought of a sentence.

"We are increasingly becoming the people we hate the most."

For example, stupid couples who are as stupid as mentally retarded...

As the person involved, it's really embarrassing and stupid, I can't bear to look directly at it.

But... so happy.