[Holographic] Only Buddhist players

Chapter 57 Closing

"He said that his little boyfriend cared about his parents' opinion very much, so he called back to ask for our approval, and if he disagreed, he should let us know, so as not to be like elopement." Going home was just a matter of anger, and his mother and I also reflected on it afterwards, and it is true that we have not cared enough and expected too much these years, so that this child has developed such a bad temper."

"We are also tired after so many years. Let him do whatever he likes. You... Please take good care of him for us. We can come back and have a look when we are free."

Shen Fanxin said that he had always asked Han Qing to take care of him before, and he still kept his promises. He racked his brains to dig out the few polite words in his dictionary to greet the elders, and finally said sincerely: "Thank you for your kind words." understand."

He quickly hung up the phone with a blushing face.

Luo Yin crossed his legs and kowtowed sunflower seeds the whole time and sat on the sidelines watching. After listening to it, he smiled and came over to gossip: "How is it? From what you mean, the two of you have already cooked rice?"

"Cough, cough..." Shen Fan coughed chokingly, and quickly picked up the hot tea next to him and took a big gulp.

Luo Yin went on to say: "Yesterday, when I saw Qingzhou dragging his suitcase back, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. I thought you two had a fight."

Zhu Gu stared at the computer screen and said: "Didn't Qingzhou say that it's just that you have to be quarantined if you catch a bad cold, and you are just looking forward to other people's quarrels all day long."

"No, you know that you are facing the computer all day long, and your brain is dumbfounded? How can Qingzhou have any symptoms of a cold? Besides, if he really has a bad cold, he will be isolated from the master and come back to infect us?"

Only then did Zhu Gu choke up, pondered for a moment in front of the computer, and found a reason: "It's not that easily contagious, right? We don't have any close contact."

"That's right." Luo Yin giggled, "How did you get the infection? Was it a mouth-to-mouth infection, or..."

A scene appeared in Shen Fan's mind, his lips seemed to be able to recall the touch, and a red cloud exploded on his face instantly.

"Oh, by the way, the cup you are drinking now is also Qingzhou's. He just used it this morning."

"..."

Shen Fan put down his cup with a "boom" and stood up in a hurry.

"That... I, I'm going home for dinner, so I'm leaving."

"Oh—master, don't go, master...You old man, slow down, be careful not to fall—"

Shen Fan staggered and ran out in a panic.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain came quickly and violently, and the overwhelming rain drenched his hot body.

He ran back all the way regardless, and saw a boy in black with black hair holding a black umbrella that was as tall and slender as his body, squatting under the eaves in front of the building, teasing him ten meters away from the entrance of the corridor. A kitten who only hides from the rain.

Shen Fan stopped in his tracks, Han Qing seemed to realize something, and turned his head at the same time.

Seeing the embarrassed boy standing ten meters away under the heavy rain, his usually unkempt disheveled hair sticking wetly to his face, his slender eyelashes drooping and trembling, he wondered if he was frozen.

His face darkened, and he walked over quickly holding an umbrella, holding Shen Fan almost roughly.

Shen Fan passively hid under the eaves, not knowing to pick up the keys, but just stared at Han Qing blankly.

When Han Qing saw his dripping wet appearance, he felt a rush of blood, and his whole body became hot with anger.

"The fever didn't subside yesterday, and today..." Han Qing's eyes filled with anger widened suddenly, and his words were stopped by a cold kiss.

Shen Fan's lips and teeth were white from the cold, his body was drenched, but his body was scorching hot, he instinctively resisted Han Qing's approaching hands, for fear of getting him wet, but his eyelashes and lips were close to each other and refused to separate.

Han Qing firmly grasped him, took out the key from Shen Fan's close-fitting trouser pocket, and then left panting, saying in a hoarse voice, "Go upstairs first."

But Shen Fan didn't make it to the upstairs, and fell into Han Qing's arms in a daze.

When he woke up, he was already lying on the bed with a cold towel on his forehead and a hemostatic patch on his right hand. He presumably went to the hospital for an IV.

Han Qing sat by the bed, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The doctor said that if the fever subsides, it will be fine."

Shen Fan's fever had subsided, as if he had been scalded by Han Qing's hands, his cheeks were flushed, his hands were unconsciously grabbing the quilt, and he lowered his head and said, "Did you carry me to the hospital?"

"No." Han Qing said, "I hugged it."

"..." Shen Fan felt very embarrassed at first, but now he was even more embarrassed. When he buried his head, he saw his own clothes, not the one he was wearing before, but the pajamas he usually wore.

Han Qing noticed his gaze and said, "That dress is soaked, I threw it into the washing machine."

Shen Fan's mind went blank, he nodded unconsciously, the quilt was almost scratched by him.

The warmth of Han Qing's fingers caressed his forehead, traced all the way to the peak of the eyebrow, and finally fell on the end of the eyebrow.

Shen Fan's eyebrows are not thick, and when the ends of his eyebrows are raised slightly, there is a three-point gentle smile, and further down, there are drooping eyelashes and slightly red eyes, and the neckline of the pajamas reveals the slender neck line and clavicle.

Han Qing's eyes darkened, and he looked away.

"I'm going to pour some water." Seeing him pick up the glass full of water on the bedside table again, Shen Fan reached out and clasped his wrist. Han Qing didn't guard against his sudden force, and leaned towards the bed, the water in the glass spilled a little. land.

The instigator didn't care, put the other arm around the back of his neck, and pressed his whole body against his lips, gently covering his lips, his movements were extremely gentle and lingering, Han Qing didn't know how to respond for a while, he just felt his mouth dry With a dry tongue, he heard Shen Fan whispering like a raving.

If he heard correctly, that sentence is - "I like you".

The main storyline is over, and the level has been capped. Shen Fan has finally become a real scenery party, traveling around the cloud world with Han Qing when he has nothing to do-this behavior is called "honeymoon" by Luo Yin.

On this day, they were on the shore of Coffin Island in Yunmeng Daze, and they accidentally hit and triggered an information mission.

The clear water in the shallow sea of ​​Coffin Island is still full of past life flowers, and the figure in white on the shore holds an empty lamp and draws a magic circle on the shallows.

The body of the Qinglian Lantern was restored by Amaterasu, but the wick had already been extinguished. When Shen Fan and the two approached, they saw a magic circle every ten meters on the shallows. They didn't know what it was for, so they had to avoid it carefully. .

It wasn't until Amaterasu finished drawing the last magic circle that they realized that these magic circles were connected together in the shape of a lotus flower.

Amaterasu walked to Lianxin's position, hugged the empty lantern, and waved his sleeves lightly. In an instant, a light rose from the center of each magic circle, and the fireworks shot straight into the sky like shooting stars with long tails, bursting into splendor. , After the brilliance, it dragged the tassels down and disappeared in the night sky.

But after the fall, there is a new round of rising, which is short but never stops.

At this moment, in a bottle drifting on the sea, the letter paper carrying the wish turned into a cluster of fireflies, and then one after another, the vast ocean in the distance lit up with countless faint lights like fireflies. The blue sea is dotted into a brilliant galaxy.

The letter to Yunmeng Daze God flew out of the bottle, and thousands of fireflies lined up on the sea surface, and the stream of light flew towards the sky, and merged into the Qinglian Lantern, which was more gorgeous than fireworks.

Countless fireflies turned into new wicks, re-lighting the Qinglian Lantern.

Amaterasu stared blankly at this scene, as if he had completely lost his ability to respond, only heard a faint voice from inside the lamp: "Lord Amaterasu... I'm back."

The sky filled with fireworks seemed to celebrate the revival of the gods, and it became more and more enthusiastic.

……

Under Luo Yin's strong request, Shen Fan and Han Qing agreed to let him and Zhu Gu come to the house for dinner in the evening, so after watching the fireworks, they went offline to prepare dinner.

Shen Fanyu was quite experienced as a helper (not helpful), so he also got into the kitchen to help handle the ingredients.

His gaze wandered from Han Qing's fast fingers to the neat lines of his arms, and then to the apron, and he suddenly felt that the piece of cloth wasn't that damaging.

Since the two have met each other frankly, he easily took off Han Qing's black shirt with his eyes, and imagined a beautiful picture with only an apron on... Shen Fan shook his hand, and threw the tomato into the trash can again .

When Han Qing heard the movement, she turned her head and saw that Shen Fan was blushing in embarrassment, still staring at herself intently, raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and asked, "Does it look good?"

His black hair hasn't been cut for a few days, it's not as clean and neat as it was when he had short hair, and it hangs between his brows, slightly covering up his intimidating heroism. ——Of course, this is only Shen Fan's personal perspective, and the boyfriend filter may be more serious.

He said nothing, and nodded emphatically.

The corners of Han Qing's eyes were slightly bent, dipped his fingers in some freshly made sweet sauce, tasted it himself, and asked, "Master, do you want to try it?"

Shen Fan seemed to be a nodding machine, he didn't know anything except nodding, so he sucked Han Qing's finger a little, and immediately turned back to peel the tomato with a blushing face.

However, Han Qing washed his hands and walked up from behind, resting his head on Shen Fan's shoulder, the voice lingering in his ear was a bit of a shame: "Is it delicious?"

Shen Fan turned his face to answer him: "Okay... well."

He stared blankly, taking Han Qing's slightly curved smiling eyes into his eyes, his lips and teeth intermingled intermittently, and his laughing voice came out: "I think... Master is also delicious."

"It's messing around again." Shen Fan thought in a panic, he should push Han Qing away, "Luo Yin and the others will come in a while."

But the body was disobedient, or it could be said that the body was more honest than his thoughts, embracing the man with nostalgia and refusing to let go.Shen Fan felt that his rationality had completely crumbled in front of Han Qing, sinking into the swamp, the gentleness was so intoxicating, it was not real.

"Master..." Han Qing stepped back slightly and pressed against his forehead, the temperature and breathing of the two of them were close together.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Master, Qingzhou, let's eat together!"

"...What a disappointment." Han Qing let go of Shen Fan, his eyes looked as if he wanted to tear apart the untimely people outside the door, "I will add two cans of sugar to their meal later."

Han Qing walked out of the kitchen with resentment all over his body and opened the door, leaving Shen Fan standing in front of the operating table. He just turned around to continue processing tomatoes, but Han Qing suddenly appeared at the kitchen door again and pulled him out.

The doorbell was still ringing, and Shen Fan was inexplicably taken to the balcony outside the dining room by Han Qing.

At this time, it was night, and the lights were just coming on. A row of dim street lights stood straight on both sides of the street. Not far away, the dormitory building of Wudao University was brightly lit. In the distance, there were thousands of lights dotted with the night, forming a brilliant light. The sea is not as dazzling and gorgeous as fireworks, but it has its own scenery.

"Master, the fireworks are over, there are lights, the lights are off, there are stars, I will always be with you."

(End of text)

The author has something to say:

-V- The first story completed by a patient with advanced procrastination, although he writes slowly and loves to revise, he didn't know to write an outline TT, which led to a sudden dystocia in the middle, so he had to finish writing and repairing all of them before posting them together.

Looking at it later, I still feel that there are many unsatisfactory places. The writing has become a game plot flow. I have written something... But I am still very happy and have accumulated a lot of experience. I will definitely finalize the outline in the future before starting to write, and then I will not write and repair (every time I finish it, it will become another version_(:з 」∠)_I will definitely hold back until the whole book is finished before editing!

In short, thank you for your patience in reading this story, Sahua~

A new pit to take over the file - "[Holographic] Cowherd's Shop Event Book"

Protagonist: Zhu Gu

Copywriter:

When the steel straight man Zhu Gu came to the world of love games, he hit it off with his roommate, a business genius, and decided to open a cowboy shop in the game.

On the first day, there were no guests.

The next day, there were no guests.

On the third day, he received his first customer, a noble Chinese garden orange.

The first employee was recruited. This person does not need wages, but only wants to experience life with food and housing. He is also a colorful writer.

Since then, Zhu Gu has become a maddened monster, with a daily schedule: pick up Teacher Ge and shake it three times, pass a pen to Teacher Ge, and pick up guests for Teacher Ge...

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Edible Guidelines:

Gentle attack with black belly and poisonous tongue X violent straight man suffers

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PS: The daily flow of holographic games mainly focuses on the events of the Cowherd Store.