The next morning, Qin Yang drove He Jin to work as promised. However, because of last night's unhappy parting, he didn't look too good.
He had already brought him to his side and was only separated by a wall, but it made him more anxious than if he was far away. He couldn't do anything, but he was worried that if he pushed too hard, he would be hated by the other party. This kind of mood made Qin Yang feel even more tormented.
He Jin was also very uneasy. He cautiously kept a suitable distance from Qin Yang. He couldn't sort out his thoughts and was afraid that the other party would see through him. He didn't know what to do.
Fortunately, Qin Yang didn't accompany him that day. After sending him to work, he drove away and expressionlessly said that he would pick him up at night.
K arrived early. When he saw Qin Yang driving He Jin, he couldn't help teasing He Jin again. "He already drove you, and you say you're just classmates. How can guys be so intimate with each other!"
K's words made He Jin's imagination run wild. He guessed randomly whether Qin Yang really liked him or not. However, Zhang Xiao clearly mentioned that Qin Yang had someone he "liked" before. What was going on? Even if he was boasting shamelessly that it was because of him that Qin Yang gave up his previous hobbies, what should he do with Shang Huo? Although reality and games were games, Shang Huo definitely wouldn't mind him finding a boyfriend in real life, right? (= _ =)
Speaking of which, did he like Qin Yang, or was it just an ignorant sexual impulse?
…
He Jin really wanted to talk to K about these questions, but it was a huge psychological hurdle for him. After all, he had only known K for less than two days. To talk and discuss this kind of question, to a certain extent, meant that he was starting to face his own sexual orientation in real life. However, He Jin didn't dare to. He was still cowering because of it.
The various contradictions and entanglements in his heart almost made He Jin's brain explode. He could only force himself not to think too much and focus on the work at hand.
After sending He Jin off, Qin Yang brought the helmet to the store. However, the staff on duty unexpectedly said that this was a collector's edition helmet that he had won in the lucky draw. He had to bring his ID card to verify his identity before he could change it. In addition, he had to try on the new helmet on the spot and transfer the data to prevent any mistakes.
The employees at the specialty store didn't know that Qin Yang was the one who had secretly arranged for He Jin to win the helmet. Qin Yang still had all the information about the helmet!
Qin Yang helplessly called Peng Yuhao again and asked how he should handle this matter.
Peng Yuhao spent the entire morning trying to contact the people at the gaming company's headquarters. He said that he could go to the gaming company's headquarters on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. There would be people who would help him fix it for free. It would take about fifteen days.
Qin Yang frowned. "The seventh? It took fifteen days to repair it? It's too slow. I can't do it. "
Peng Yuhao: "My big brother, is fifteen days slow? Others would need at least three months to repair it! "
Qin Yang said, "The competition will start in ten days. Do you think I can wait?"
Peng Yuhao: "Oh, I almost forgot … I'll ask again for you."
Qin Yang waited for another afternoon. Peng Yuhao only replied after four o 'clock, "Sigh, my dear brother. In order to help you find connections, my lips have been worn out …"
Qin Yang said, "Just tell me if you can do it."
Peng Yuhao: "Okay! F * ck you … "
It turned out that Peng Yuhao had contacted a technician from the Helmet Research and Development Department at the headquarters and used Qin Yang's identity. Coincidentally, that young man was a fan of Shang Huo. He immediately agreed and gave his address to Qin Yang.
Qin Yang hung up and went straight to the technician's house. He crossed half the city and arrived at almost six in the evening. When the technician saw Qin Yang, his eyes widened. "God, you are so handsome. Oh, no, God, compared to your looks, your PK skills are even more handsome! … God, can you give me an autograph later? "
Qin Yang handed the helmet over and smiled. "I'll sign it when it's fixed."
The technician's eyes lit up and he invited Qin Yang in to take a seat. "Let me test it first."
Although he was welcomed in by the young man, Qin Yang found that there wasn't even a place to stand in the room. The table was filled with all kinds of books, equipment, tools, and clothes … It seemed that this guy was a tech geek!
Qin Yang saw that the other party had found a corner in the chaos and turned on the spotlight. He first tried the power button and saw that it couldn't be turned on, so he took out a bunch of screwdrivers and removed the titanium shell of the helmet in the blink of an eye, revealing the densely packed electronic components inside.
It was also Qin Yang's first time seeing what was inside. He leaned over to take a look in surprise and saw that the young man was dexterously putting the dismantled items in a pile of 'trash'. He pulled out two wires from somewhere and connected the helmet. The indicator light on the helmet lit up.
The young man turned on the detector on the computer screen and entered the command. The detection started, and the progress bar quickly moved forward. It was green all the way. The other party stared at the screen until it was about 70% complete. It started flashing red several times.
The technician said, "The brain's sensor is damaged."
Qin Yang: "Can it be repaired?"
"Yes, just change the sensor board to a new one." The young man leaned back and rummaged through the shelves. He found an unopened paper box and said, "The original one. Changing it will take about an hour … Oh, I also need to change the power drive. That thing doesn't seem to be working anymore. About an hour and a half."
"It's okay. Take your time." It was fine as long as it could be repaired today. Qin Yang imagined He Jin's happy expression when he saw the helmet and couldn't help but laugh.
The young man was very focused. He didn't say a word while repairing the helmet. Qin Yang had nothing to do, so he started sending messages to He Jin as Shang Huo.
He had spent most of the day with He Jin at the coffee shop yesterday. They had also spent the night together, but they didn't even say goodnight …
Shang Huo: "Honey, what are you busy with?"
Ah Jin: "I'm working."
Qin Yang thought gloomily. Shang Huo's identity was still the best. He could say whatever he wanted to say. He could also sense that He Jin was clearly colder to him in real life than Shang Huo. However, Qin Yang found it strange. He Jin was someone who could clearly distinguish between online and real life. Shouldn't he be more enthusiastic to his friends in real life?
Shang Huo: "You're still working? Did you buy a new helmet?"
Ah Jin: "Not yet. A friend said he knows someone who repairs helmets. He went to ask for me today."
Shang Huo: "Come back to the game soon. I miss you."
Qin Yang really missed him. He could kiss, hug, and have sex in the game, but he couldn't do anything in real life.
After about ten minutes, He Jin finally replied, "Yeah, I want to play too. I miss you too."
Qin Yang stared at this sentence. This difference in treatment made his heart sour and sweet at the same time. He was extremely conflicted!
When he thought about how He Jin had begun to admit that he missed him during the Chinese New Year, Qin Yang became curious. Was the Qin Yang in the game really so charming that he could make a shy and reserved person say something like "I miss you"?
But in real life, he clearly treated He Jin very well. He bought rackets with him, went on dates with him, bought scarves, sent him to the train station, and even helped him repair his helmet … Why wasn't He Jin moved at all?
They were clearly the same person. Why was He Jin so intimate with Shang Huo and so cold to him?!
At this point, Qin Yang finally had a taste of what it felt like to be caught in one's own trap.
An hour and a half later, the young man tested the new helmet again. This time, all of them were green.
"It should be fine." To be safe, the young man also checked the information storage area. Since the helmet was bound to the player, if there was any error or damage to the information, it would return to the factory settings. The helmet user's information appeared on the screen. The young man asked Qin Yang to check —
User ID: hj2000
Game Name: Ah Jin
System Check: Male, 22 years old
— — —
The young man glanced at the familiar game name and thought, Huh? This helmet belongs to the Almighty's wife?
On the next line, male …
"The information is correct." Qin Yang nodded and opened his bracelet. "How much is the repair fee? Can I transfer it to you through my electronic account?"
The adorable young man couldn't come back to his senses. He stammered and waved his hand. "No, no need to pay."
Qin Yang: "Those replaced originals cost money, right? I still have to make you work overtime to repair things during the Chinese New Year. How can I not pay?"
Young man: "Alright then. 1200 for the sensor board and 600 for the power supply. That's a total of 2000."
Qin Yang transferred 3000 to him and the remaining 1000 was for the repair fee. He also gave him an autograph and asked him to keep his identity a secret. Finally, they exchanged phone numbers. "If you need any help in the future, you can look for me."
The young man nodded excitedly and respectfully sent Qin Yang down the stairs. He watched the Jaguar speed off and returned upstairs. Then, he gradually realized … The helmet's information seemed to be a male, but the Almighty had calmly said, "It's correct." Could it be … that the Almighty was gay?! F * ck … It's actually the same kind! (⊙o⊙)
It was almost nine o 'clock when Qin Yang called He Jin in the car. "Are you off work?"
He Jin: "Soon. Are you driving?"
Qin Yang: "En. Wait for me. I'm still on the way. I might be a bit late."
He Jin: "Drive slowly. Don't rush."
How could Qin Yang be slow? Although he grumbled that Qin Yang was distant from him, he still wanted to see that person all the time. He drove quickly the entire way. It took him forty minutes to arrive at his destination.
From afar, he saw He Jin standing alone at the entrance of the coffee shop with a backpack and a thick scarf wrapped around his neck. He warmed his hands with hot air. When the car lights shone over, He Jin saw Qin Yang, and a happy expression instantly appeared on his face. Although it was fleeting, Qin Yang was still comforted.
The young man opened the car door and sat down with a cold air. Qin Yang stared at his face. They hadn't seen each other since morning, but it felt like they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Being in love was really a torturous state …
He pushed back the back of the chair, took the helmet from the back, and handed it to him. He smiled as if he was asking for praise. "It's done."
He Jin's eyes widened, and his face lit up with joy. "So fast!"
Qin Yang: "Uh-huh ~"
He Jin looked at it again and again. Sure enough, it was still his helmet. The power button could light up!
In fact, when he found out online that he needed to replace it with a new one, He Jin was very reluctant. Although this helmet had only been used for a few months, he had won it through the lottery. In his heart, this wasn't just a gaming helmet, but also a symbol of his luck. It was a passage to another world, and it was also his yearning for freedom and spiritual sustenance.
But his mother never understood the meaning of this thing to him. She only felt that playing games was evil. A simple fall had destroyed the spiritual world that He Jin had carefully protected.
From the moment the helmet was broken, He Jin had been very upset. When he thought about it, his heart ached. Even if he got a new one, it meant something different to him.
He didn't know that Qin Yang had originally wanted to get a new one for him. In the end, after struggling for a whole day, he accidentally met the technician, which satisfied He Jin's inner hopes.
Now that he had regained it, He Jin cherished the helmet in his arms. He was so touched that he didn't know what to say.
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