096. Offline Message
After angrily saying, "I won't force you anymore," Qin Yang took off his helmet and went offline. He was afraid that if he continued to stay in the game, he would lose control like the last time … He Jin's words were like a bucket of cold water pouring over him, quickly cooling down his one-sided heated mind.
He had been rejected, and it was on Valentine's Day.
He hadn't confessed his identity to He Jin. He had originally wanted to use his identity in the game to test He Jin's acceptance, but Qin Yang hadn't expected He Jin to be so merciless.
At this moment, he clearly realized that no matter how many people had a crush on him in real life, or how many people admired and pursued him in the game, when it came to love, he was the same as everyone else. He didn't enjoy any special privileges.
That person's every move easily affected his emotions and made him run around in circles. He had twisted the other person's unintentional words into sweet nothings, and he was overjoyed. He had fantasized about a beautiful future like a fool, but he was angry, desperate, and worried about the other person's sudden indifference … All of these uncontrollable developments seemed to be mocking his arrogance and arrogance.
This was different from the anger he felt when He Jin rejected him the last time. This time, Qin Yang felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out. He threw himself onto the bed, not knowing what to do or how to continue facing He Jin.
Should he just break down the door next door and tell him that he was Shang Huo? It wasn't that Qin Yang hadn't thought about kissing him or even raping him like he did in the game the last time. In any case, He Jin wasn't as strong as him, and they were in his house now. He Jin was so timid and didn't dare to scream … But what about after that? How would it end? Putting aside the fact that Qin Yang was also a virgin and didn't know how to make a straight man feel good about that kind of thing, just based on the fact that He Jin wasn't interested in him, Qin Yang had already lost.
But if he didn't do this, he could only do as He Jin said and only flirt in the game.
… He really couldn't accept it.
Qin Yang covered his face with both hands, his fingertips covering his brow ridge as he rubbed his slightly furrowed brows … Going offline was also a part of him acting in a fit of pique. He was like a brainless teenager acting on adrenaline. He wasn't happy, but he didn't want He Jin to be happy either.
But after a while, Qin Yang couldn't hold back and did such a childish thing. He must have wanted to see the desired effect. After a while, he began to look forward to He Jin sending him a ME message …
However, neither Ah Jin nor He Jin did.
Qin Yang foolishly waited until one in the morning, but he still didn't receive any news. He quietly went out and lay on the floor, only to see that the lights in the guest room next door had long been turned off.
… I really can't accept this. The first person to abandon me was you, but the first person to fall in love was me. Why am I the only one suffering like this?
In the middle of the night, Qin Yang quietly snuck downstairs and took out a bottle of Hennessy from the wine cabinet.
His current mood was like five years ago when he learned that the game was going to be changed to God and Demon. He realized that Little Immortal Ah Jin might never come online again … It was the same now. He knew that this person was by his side, but he might never like him.
Qin Yang took the bottle of wine and returned upstairs. He didn't return to his room. Instead, he slowly sat down in front of He Jin's door. With the faint moonlight shining in from the window in the corridor, Qin Yang opened the bottle and took a big gulp.
Spicy, spicy, sour, bitter … He choked and couldn't help but cough.
His alcohol tolerance wasn't very good to begin with, not to mention this was a strong alcohol. It was easier to get drunk when he was in a bad mood. After a few mouthfuls, Qin Yang felt a little dizzy. The words he didn't want to recall just now kept echoing in his mind …
"I'm sorry. I can't do it in reality.
"If you do this, I'll never talk to you again. I'll never play games again!
"This kind of fantasy is very good. I also have this fantasy about you now. I don't want to break it.
"In reality, it would be a lie to say that I don't care."
…
Qin Yang repeated those words over and over again. In the end, there was only one sentence left in his mind — "I also have this fantasy about you."
He seemed to have grasped the main point. There was some hope in his heart. The pride in his heart was slowly numbed by the alcohol. He opened his wristband and took the initiative to open the ME app. He opened the familiar ferret profile picture and wrote word by word —
Shang Huo: "Ah Jin, you said you also have fantasies about me. Have you imagined what I look like?"
Have you imagined that I was Qin Yang? The same voice, will it give you an illusion?
…
Shang Huo: "Heh heh, probably not. You're so rational …"
After being rejected twice, he didn't dare to think that he had feelings for Qin Yang.
…
Shang Huo: "But I have. I've imagined you. I've even seen you in my dreams …"
His mind was warm. He was half sober and half drunk.
…
Shang Huo: "She looks very delicate. She's about 1.7 meters tall. Her hair is soft …"
Qin Yang sent very slowly. Every sentence took more than ten minutes.
…
Shang Huo: "Her hands and feet seem smaller than the average person's. But she's very cute …"
One sentence, one sip of alcohol. Qin Yang could no longer distinguish between the truth and the lies.
…
Shang Huo: "Sometimes she's a little arrogant. Sometimes she feels a little inferior."
As he spoke, it seemed to have exceeded the scope of a dream, didn't it? Qin Yang narrowed his eyes and clicked "withdraw." The previous sentence had already disappeared. He curled his lips and continued speaking.
Shang Huo: "She does things seriously. Her handwriting is also very beautiful."
Meticulous notes and a clear outline of her speech. She was so outstanding that people couldn't take their eyes off her.
Send, withdraw.
Shang Huo: "She looks very gentle and easily compromised. In fact, she's very stubborn."
No matter how I tortured her in the game, she would stand up again and continue to fight with me. She looks soft on the outside but tough on the inside. Sometimes, she really makes people want to crush her from the inside out and make you completely submit to me …
Send, withdraw.
Shang Huo: "She also has many shortcomings. For example, she's not brave enough in front of her family … But I like it all the same, whether it's your fragility or your strength."
Send, withdraw.
…
Shang Huo: "Do you think that the you I like is just what I imagined you to be?"
Under the influence of alcohol, Qin Yang didn't know how much he had said. But all the messages were withdrawn within a second after he sent them. Qin Yang felt that the first few words related to her appearance were unnecessary. He deleted them all. In the end, he only left one sentence: "Ah Jin, go to sleep …"
Yes, it was already four in the morning. When he woke up, he wouldn't see anything.
It was just like when Ah Jin left the game eight years ago. After that, he wouldn't see any of Qin Yang's messages.
Qin Yang got up from the ground in a daze and returned to his room with a heavy head. He threw himself onto the bed. Finally … he could fall asleep.
In the other room, the faint light from the screen of his bracelet flickered under his blankets.
He Jin stared at the ME chat interface with his sore eyes. It was clean except for one sentence — "Ah Jin, you're asleep …" Sent at 03: 54, 8 minutes ago.
If it wasn't for his insomnia, if it wasn't for his patience in not replying to Shang Huo's first two sentences, he might not have known that Shang Huo would actually say these words to him …
Even now, when he looked at the empty chat box, He Jin couldn't help but wonder if everything that had just happened was a dream.
When he saw the third sentence sent by Shang Huo, he was completely awakened …
Then, the fourth sentence. It wasn't surprise, but fear. His hands and feet are very small. Is this a characteristic that can be dreamt of?
In an instant, He Jin guessed that Shang Huo might not only know his name, but he might have seen him before!
Then, the fifth and sixth sentences … Did Shang Huo even see his handwriting? Was it someone around him? He Jin was so nervous that his hair stood on end!
When Shang Huo mentioned his character and shortcomings, He Jin's frightened emotions were filled with a trace of emotion.
Shang Huo started withdrawing his messages. He Jin stared at the screen even more intently, afraid that he would miss a single message.
…
By now, it should have ended.
There was too much information revealed in those messages. It was so much that He Jin didn't even need to play dumb to guess who Shang Huo might be … The range of people who had the same voice and were around him was too small.
He had even heard a soft sound coming from outside the door a few minutes ago …
Shang Huo should be Qin Yang, right?
If they were the same person, there seemed to be a reasonable explanation for many things …
These two people had appeared by his side at almost the same time, had the same voice, Shang Huo treated him well, and Qin Yang treated him specially …
After their first conflict in the game, Qin Yang and Shang Huo had distanced themselves from him at the same time …
When he sent a message to Shang Huo, Qin Yang's wristband had flashed, which he had almost ignored …
Zhang Xiao had suddenly revealed her secret in Qin Yang's dormitory, and the person she liked had waited for many years in the game …
He had only told Qin Yang and Shang Huo about what had happened at home. That was why Qin Yang had called him immediately after he ran away from home …
However, there were many things that He Jin didn't understand. If Qin Yang was Shang Huo, why did he go out to eat with him while he was livestreaming? Why did he send a text to invite him to go for a run when they were playing the game together? Why did he send two different messages to him at the same time with two different identities?
… Could it be that Qin Yang and Shang Huo were twins? There were actually two people?
No, no, that was impossible. He Jin put aside this unscientific speculation and analyzed. It didn't seem impossible for a livestream to be recorded in advance. Messages could be sent at a fixed time, and the wristband also had this function …
As for the other unexplainable details, they could only gather into the most fundamental question — why did Qin Yang lie to him?
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