"Hello, my name is Celia."
[The network has been disconnected! "
"It's time to squeeze the channel again …"
[I disconnected! "
"The blade cuts through the flesh, the heart cuts through the soul."
"So versatile!"
[I pressed the wrong button, get out of the way! "
"..."
Jiang He didn't understand how the music touched the old players. She had only started playing last year, and Arad had already been destroyed once.
Today, the game had become more numerical. No one racked their brains to come up with a strategy, and there was no longer the experience of killing the Cat Demons and Goblins in the novice village with a sliver of health left. Everything was done within seconds.
Some of the hardcore RPG games in the past had now become more modular. They all pursued the same set of top-tier equipment. Hitting 99999 + was like hacking. The joy of the past had changed.
He used to be a big shot just by wearing a winged chain, but now he bought 12 sets of Spring Festival gift bags just for the pearls inside.
Even if the version was reset, it would be difficult for those who had grown up to be able to find the happiness they once had. Memories were just memories.
After typing a paragraph, the bullet screen was still flashing. Jiang He put down her chopsticks, counted her fingers, and clicked on a match. She didn't know if Xu Qing was watching her on the phone. She thought for a while and asked, "Are you watching?"
The bullet screen was still unabated, and there were even some "yes yes yes" popping up, making it hard for her to tell if it was sent by Xu Qing.
"I'm asking my boyfriend if he was punished to stand outside today."
"Actually, you don't need to add another explanation."
"There's really no need."
"Critical hit."
Jiang He mumbled. She had already been matched with an opponent in the game. The opponent seemed to be shocked by her unsightly outfit.
"The Renaissance? The other side typed in ridicule.
"You're short of a chain. "
He Miao 19: "Watch my sword! "
Seeing that Jiang He used One Finger Zen to type and was ambushed by his opponent, the bullet screen was filled with laughter again.
An hour a day, the female slayer still hadn't reached the same level as the female gunslinger. She was still bullying noobs, and the new outfit made Jiang He feel more comfortable. After being ambushed once, he would mercilessly kill the enemy.
What a flashy rookie.
…
When Hu Tong saw that Xu Qing was not building his armor, he thought that it was going to be a solo stream again. He was about to turn off the stream and go play a few rounds of LoL.
He really wanted to complain about the female Ghostsword's appearance. What era was she wearing? She was wearing a broken Christmas hat and had two large wings on her back. At first glance, she looked like she had transmigrated.
Before he closed the door, he typed furiously on the keyboard. Before he could even send out a comment about the ugly wings, he heard a sound.
Hu Tong raised his head and stared in shock at Jiang He, who was holding two chopsticks and quickly tapping them.
Holy shit!
It was only half a minute. As for whether it was longer or shorter, he was not sure.
Originally, he wanted to play LoL, but after seeing the bullet screen that didn't stop even after he finished typing, he clicked on the icon that he hadn't touched in a long time and started the DNF update program.
The wings seemed to be more pleasing to the eye, but it lacked a jar head.
…
At half past seven, Xu Qing hadn't come back yet.
Jiang He looked at the clock hanging next to the TV in the living room several times. It said that he would be back at seven or eight, so it was half past seven, but he was still nowhere to be seen.
White Gourd wagged its tail and jumped onto the table. She chased it away. She didn't even need to think to know that this guy wanted to steal some sweet potato jerky again.
[Does the host raise pigs at home? ]
[That's a cat. It's just a little fat.]
[Brother, you came at the wrong time. You'll know after a few more days. There are five wonders in this place: a male host rubbing his armor, a female host addicted to games, a wax statue standing as punishment, a dutiful Zhong Kui, and a pig that looks like a cat. ]
[That's a little too much information …]
At eight o 'clock, Jiang He took out his phone and sent a message to Xu Qing. [Did you watch me?]
Then she looked at the data in the stream. She was surprised to find that although there weren't as many viewers as when they were together, there were still a lot more viewers than when she was alone.
Seeing that Xu Qing didn't reply, she put down her phone and sorted out tonight's video and posted it. Then she opened yesterday's video and watched Xu Qing chatting with the audience.
At nine o 'clock, she watched Ghost Animal several times, but Xu Qing still hadn't replied. Jiang He thought for a while and took out his phone. [When are you coming back?]
At ten o 'clock, Xu Qing's reply came slowly.
[Soon, I'm coming back now.]
Jiang He listened to the end of the message and thought for a while without replying. At half past ten, when he was looking at his watch and yawning, he heard the sound of a key turning at the door.
"The one you taught me to knock …" Jiang He's spirit was lifted, and he stood up with a face full of excitement. Halfway through, his gaze fell on Xu Qing, and he suddenly stopped talking.
The hem of Xu Qing's T-shirt was stained with blood.
"Don't be nervous, it's not mine." Xu Qing was scared by her suddenly darkening face.
"It's not yours?"
Jiang He took Xu Qing's hand and touched him here and there. After confirming that he was not hurt, his expression eased.
"It's a long story. I'll throw these clothes away first and take a shower. It'll be quick."
Xu Qing tore off his upper body clothes and slipped into the bathroom. Looking at his arms, Jiang He pursed her lips and sat on the sofa to wait.
The scene of going out for a long time and coming back with blood on his body made her feel absent-minded for a moment.
"Um … help me get my pajamas." Xu Qing opened the door a little and shouted outside.
"Oh, I'll help you find them."
Jiang He got up and went into Xu Qing's small storage room. After searching for a while, she took his pajamas with one hand and handed them to him with her fingers.
After a while, Xu Qing came out wiping his hair and sat on the sofa. He took the half-empty can of Coke that Jiang He didn't finish and drank it in one gulp.
"I'm so thirsty … I was supposed to be back at seven, but something happened. I went to the hospital and the police station, which delayed me until now."
"What's with the blood?" Jiang He looked at the clothes that he threw away. The bloodstain didn't look like a nosebleed.
"It's Qin Hao's."
"Are you okay?"
"It's the others who are not okay. I'm fine." Xu Qing waved his hand.
"That's good."
Jiang He was completely relieved. She sat down and rubbed Xu Qing's belly. "I thought you were cut by someone."
"… Can't you think of something better?"
Xu Qing leaned on the sofa with his eyes half closed, looking tired.
"If you came back in the middle of the night with blood on your body, I'd have to cut someone for you."
"I play games at home every day and don't go out." Jiang He didn't bring his sword even if he went out. How could he cut someone? "Tired? Go to bed early. "
"I won't be able to sleep if you keep touching me."
"I'm just checking if you're hurt." Jiang He withdrew his hand, paused for a while, and then helped him cover his belly with the pajamas. "Is that black fatty dead?"
"…"
Xu Qing didn't have the energy to complain. "He's just a little injured. Don't keep saying he's dead."
"Oh." Jiang He looked at the time. It was almost eleven o 'clock. "Do you want to eat something?"
Xu Qing opened his eyes and looked at her. He didn't think that this woman was more and more like a little wife.
While Jiang He was waiting for his reply, he was hugged and kissed fiercely. His mouth tasted like cola.
"Alright, you've eaten. Go to bed early." Xu Qing got up from the sofa with satisfaction. "Let's talk tomorrow."
"Good night." Jiang He said.
"Good night. Don't think about fighting and killing every day. It was just an accident."
Accident?
Jiang He sat on the sofa and watched him close the door. He stayed quietly for a while before returning to his room.
…
The next day.
"Anyway, it was a hero who failed to save the damsel in distress and got stabbed. Then I went to save the hero. It was purely an accident. I'll go see him again today, and then I'll go to the police station … You don't have to give me your sword to protect myself. Really."
After breakfast, Xu Qing gave Jiang He a long-winded explanation. Then, he put on his shoes, took his phone and keys, and prepared to go out.
Jiang He hugged his sword and looked at him. He was a little worried that something might happen to him.
"I'm not a jinx. Haozi is. That black fatty gets into trouble wherever he goes. I'm just dragged down by him."
"Come back early."
"I will. Remember to study."
After saying goodbye, he went out. The morning sun had not risen yet. The road was cool and breezy. Xu Qing took a taxi to the hospital. He bought a banana downstairs and went all the way to the ward on the fifth floor. Qin Hao was lying on the bed, wearing a patient's gown and eating porridge.
Qin Maocai sat beside him with a dark face. He was lecturing Qin Hao and only stopped when he saw Xu Qing.
"Uncle, have some bananas."
Xu Qing broke off two bananas and handed one to Qin Maocai. He then looked at Qin Hao and said, "You can eat it, right? … Forget it. I'll eat it myself. "
"What happened?" Qin Maocai asked Xu Qing.
"He didn't tell you?" Xu Qing was surprised.
"He made himself sound like a hero. The only thing missing was to tie his legs and kick him to the sky!" Qin Maocai glanced at Qin Hao with a dark face and said, "It's like listening to a story. If he's really as awesome as he said, why is he lying here?"
"I was too careless. I didn't expect that kid had a knife and dared to take it out …"
"Eat your porridge! I heard it from Qingzi. "
"…"
"Ahem …" Xu Qing cleared his throat and said, "It's just like that. Weren't we eating? Then, that someone insisted on going online to play for a while. Then, we went. Then, wasn't there … Someone took a stick and robbed a girl of her money. Haozi, the hero, stepped forward and took a knife for him."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"That's right! You have to say that he shook his body and then fought with the girl for a few rounds … What nonsense are you talking about? " Qin Maocai took a bite of the banana and turned to Xu Qing and said, "Before you came here, this kid bragged to me for half an hour."
Sometimes, she felt that Qin Hao had chosen the wrong profession. He should have changed his profession to storytelling. He could sing along with Xu Qing and hold up a theater. However, when it came to girls, he couldn't say anything. He didn't even know how to talk.
"I didn't brag. I restrained him at first and grabbed the stick …" Qin Hao muttered.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just bled a lot." Qin Hao's face was still a little pale.
Seeing that he bled so much, he almost thought that he was going to die. He only felt alive after the stitches were done.
After gulping down the porridge, Qin Hao urged, "Dad, hurry up and eat."
"Okay, I'll go."
"I can stay here." Xu Qing said.
Watching Qin Maocai leave and close the door, Qin Hao struggled to change his body into a more comfortable position. He looked at Xu Qing without saying a word.
"Is it serious?" Xu Qing lifted his quilt and looked at his stomach. There was a thick gauze wrapped around his stomach.
"It's not serious. I tilted my body and avoided the vital parts."
"Don't let the porridge flow out of your stomach."
"Don't talk nonsense. What's wrong with you? Are you going to transform? "Qin Hao covered himself with the quilt angrily.
"What transformation …" Xu Qing sat back in his chair and peeled another banana. "Isn't that too impatient? If it weren't for the fact that I've been cultivating my body and mind these past two years, I would've slapped his head off if I had the temper I had two years ago."
"…"
"Is this considered as a Good Samaritan? Can you give me an award? " Xu Qing leaned forward. "It'd be better if there's a banner or something. I'll take it back to show it to my dad."
"What are you thinking? The person's injury is still being assessed. At most, you'll be … a police officer who met a warm-hearted person. Don't even think about being a Good Samaritan. "
Qin Hao curled his lips. "Fortunately, I'm a police officer. Otherwise, you'll have to be on guard against someone extorting you."
"Hmph, honest people deserve to be pointed at with a gun."
"You still have to file a case later. Speaking of which, where did you learn the Tiger Fist? Is your ancestor really Xu Chu? I'll ask Uncle Xu some other day. "
Qin Hao lay flat and looked at the ceiling. He encountered a robber and got stabbed. What bad luck.
What shocked him the most was Xu Qing's performance. One slap was enough to stun the person. The person lay there twitching for a long time before he recovered.
"Your ancestor might be Qin Qiong." Xu Qing said.
"Hey, that's a coincidence."
Knock knock knock.
There was a knock on the door. Both of them stopped talking and looked at the door. They looked at each other. Xu Qing threw away the banana peel and went to open the door.
A girl with a big braid was standing outside the door. She was holding a big bag of fruits. She looked at Xu Qing nervously and blinked her eyes.
"That … that fat officer …"
"That's called strong. Come in." Xu Qing smiled and opened the door to let her in. "Officer Zhuang, yesterday … that person is here to see you."
"Hello, Officer Zhuang."
"My surname is Qin." Qin Hao looked at Xu Qing unhappily.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Officer Qin …" The girl panicked. She held it in for a moment and did not know what to do. "… Thank you."
"It's my duty."
"Ah …"
"You guys chat. I'll go to your station first." Xu Qing waved.
"Eh … don't …"
"Let's go! Uncle Qin will be back soon. "
Xu Qing went out and looked around in the corridor. Qin Maocai had eaten something and was already back.
"The girl he saved yesterday came to thank you."
"Oh."
"I have to go to Haozi's station. I'll go first."
"Go." Qin Maocai waved. "When the armor is made, I'll let this kid wear it every day."
The corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant. The hospital always made people feel a little depressed. Xu Qing did not stay for long. He went out and took a taxi to Qin Hao's office.
Not only did he fail to help, but he also had to make several trips. Qin Hao was a jinx.
When he got inside, Qin Hao's master, Old Chen, was watching the surveillance. The two had met yesterday.
The incident happened in an alley. After Qin Hao snatched the stick, he came to the side of the alley and was faintly visible at the edge of the surveillance.
"Have you practiced before?" Old Chen looked at Xu Qing's body and asked.
"Yes, I have."
"Show me your hand."
"I'm just randomly practicing."
"That's a good slap. It's clean and direct."
"…"
"Be careful not to fight. If you fight like this, you'll definitely go to jail."
"You were the one who fought last time, right?" Old Gu asked.
Xu Qing was stunned.
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