[BL, MTL] The Whole City is My Old Attack

Chapter 97: X Species of Maple

"Buy a bouquet of flowers."

In the evening of the second day, the sky was covered with orange, yellow and purple clouds.

The flower shop owner turned around and saw a wheelchair pushed into the shop with a man covered in bandages sitting on it.

With a portable laptop on his lap, he seems to have just been typing away code, making the most of his spare time.

"Hello, buy a bunch of flowers." X repeated.

"Ah, okay." The flower shop owner received such a wheelchair customer for the first time, "Excuse me...what kind of flowers do you want to buy?"

X stopped writing the code, raised his head, his eyes drifted among the clusters of flowers, Seeing that he was not determined, the florist asked again:

"Is that... for someone to give away? Who should I give it to?"

X tilted his head and thought for a second, and replied:

"Fiancee."

Flower shop owner: "For fiancee, send How about the roses? This red rose was newly arrived this morning, very beautiful..."

X glanced lightly at the pot full of roses, it was bright red, and X didn't like it very much. He turned his gaze away, and saw sunflowers, lilies, carnations again...

Suddenly, a touch of purple made X's eyes stop.

"What kind of flower is that?"

The florist turned around and said, "Ah, that's eustoma, purple eustoma." She picked up a bouquet, "Do you like this kind of flower?" X nodded slightly

.

I don't know why, this kind of flower... makes him have a vague sense of familiarity. He saw a flower language card on the bouquet picked up by the boss:

purple lisianthus: guardian.

Florist owner: "Then I'll wrap it up for you. Do you need to write a card?"

X: "No."

--Guardian is not written on a card.

The florist handed over the wrapped bouquet: "Here, you go slowly. Welcome to come next time."

X held a large bunch of purple eustoma, closed the computer, and slid out of the flower shop in a wheelchair.

He looked down at his watch, 17:30

was an hour before the 18:30 date with Chu Feng.

The wheelchair slid back to the hotel and returned to the room. X imported the code he wrote into the [Dream City] game system for testing.

Buzzing, the phone is vibrating.

X bowed his head, it was his WeChat account [Supervisor X], Chu Feng sent a new message:

[Is the last Plato code about to be cracked? ]

X: [Well. Already in the final testing phase. ]

He is repairing the [Whole City Plato] problem for Chu Feng. Last time he gave Chu Feng the glass ball props that have not yet been developed, which caused this side effect.

The 5th Anniversary Conference of Dream City is about to be held, and commercial hacking attacks are emerging one after another. The glass ball isolation prop developed by X is very useful, it can guarantee the integrity of the player to the maximum extent, and there is no need to execute the character.

It can be said that this is the key prop for [Dream City] to survive this hacker crisis, and the headquarters is constantly urging X's work progress every day.

X thinks that this prop is almost his last contribution to the [Dream City] company.

A big reason why he joined this game company: the company promised to help him arrange the world's best doctors for free treatment.

Recently, the medical center contacted him, and finally made an appointment with a world-class brain doctor, who can make an appointment for a craniotomy in the near future to remove the fragments in his brain.

On the other hand, the world-class burn department personnel also contacted him, and his skin cells had been cultured and were ready for transplantation at any time.

After completing these two surgeries this year, X feels that he can almost return to a normal person. By the end of the year, he plans to resign from the game company.

If you have been a supervisor, the working hours are typical 007. Whenever the player encounters danger, he will rush up, from 0:00 to 24:00, seven days a week. In the past, X lost his memory, and this kind of high-intensity work could actually enrich his life, but now...

he wants to continue to develop with Chu Feng, and hopes to have more personal time in the future.

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[Thank you. ]

At the other end of the network cable, Chu Feng expressed his gratitude to X who worked hard to crack Plato's code. He was opening the [Xiao Xie Illustrated Book] in Dream City to check the mood value of each Xiao Xie.

Under the influence of Plato in the whole city, the character Xiao Xie's mood dropped a lot. Chu Feng had no choice but to chat one-on-one to comfort him.

After the chat, Chu Feng clicked on Xiaoxie's illustrated book again, and arranged the character's mood values ​​from high to low:

lowest mood: 17 years old - high school bully - going out at night, mood value: 42

Chu Feng frowned, others The mood value of Xiaoxie who had chatted with him was +50, how could this one not even rise to the passing line.

Chu Feng clicked 17 years old-[Out of the hole at night]-Xie Shiyu, [View Details]

Mood initial value: 40

Chatting with Chu Feng: +2

Current value: 42

Chu Feng: ...

This increase is too little.

Moreover, the initial value of the mood is too low, why is it only 40.

It stands to reason that 17-year-old Xiao Xie is not an adult. Regardless of whether he has the whole city Plato, he cannot plant trees, and his mood will not be lowered because of this incident.

Chu Feng poked the 17-year-old Xiao Xie on the illustrated book, and the illustrated book revealed Xiao Xie's current state, curled up in a ball inside the glass ball, looking very cute.

If we say that the 17-year-old Xie is in a bad mood because he was locked in a [glass ball] for isolation...

According to the original development, this little Xie would be left in the old teaching building, and eventually died in a landslide. Now with [Glass Ball], he doesn't need to die, he should be happier.

After thinking about it, Chu Feng thought that the only strange thing was that this little Xie would follow a fixed trajectory every night, even if it was locked in a glass ball. .

Chu Feng summoned the system elf, and the elf fluttered its wings in the lower right corner of the mobile phone desktop, and a dialog box popped up above its head: "Master

, do you have any instructions?"

Give it to me."

System: "No problem." Chu Feng: "Help me check again, what is the reason for this guy's

low mood?"

Check out the changes in the character's mood value in the past 6 months:

"This guy's mood has always been like this, mostly fluctuating between 40-50, basically not exceeding the 60 passing line."

Chu Feng frowned.

System elf: "So... it should be that this character is in a bad mood."

--17 years old, Xie Shiyu, who corresponds to this character in reality, is not in a good mood.

System Elf: "Master, do you remember anything?"

Chu Feng didn't speak. He was 17 years old, twelve years ago. Now, if he was asked to recall a certain night 12 years ago, Xie Shiyu was in a bad mood. It's too vague.

"It's nothing." Chu Feng tapped the system elf twice to make it go back, "I'll call you if there is anything else."

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After coming out of the dream city game, Chu Feng sat on the head of the bed alone.

He carefully looked at the night driving track of [17-year-old Xiao Xie] sent by the system.

This trajectory is based on the road of his dream city, starting from the high school campus, following the small path behind the campus to the main road in the city, and then walking west...

Chu Feng stared at this trajectory, a flash of inspiration, he opened the map app, Search the high school of him and Xie Shiyu, call up the traffic map around the school, and then slowly stack it on this track...

Soon, Chu Feng saw several overlapping places between the track and the map, and he marked it on the picture with a graffiti pen .

Find some time, or go back to the high school back then to see what the 17-year-old Xie Shiyu was doing back then?

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17:50, X's computer system pops up a notification:

The repaired [Glass Ball] prop, the test is successful!

X calmly sent this news to the work group.

It only needs the security department to check the safety one last time, and then it can be officially released to all players for use, and it can be distributed to Chu Feng tomorrow morning.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing... Soon, the work group was like a frying pan, and the company headquarters immediately called him to express his thanks:

"This job is very good, it is really helpful! By the way, X, five The anniversary offline event has a night show tonight, would you like to come and say a few words? You are also very popular among the players..."

X said: "Sorry, I have an appointment tonight."

Interacting with players and maintaining popularity are important Not part of his job. X does not accept jobs that do not belong to the scope of his work. After this kind of work is done once, he will come to him infinitely.

After X hung up the phone, he stood up from the wheelchair and began to change clothes.

Today's wheelchair time is enough, and it can be switched to walking on two legs at night.

X puts on new bandages and new clothes she bought at the mall this morning: a white blazer.

X doesn't often wear white, and he doesn't like white that much, but for some reason, when he was walking in the mall today, he picked out this dress right away.

18:10

X put on a white suit jacket, picked up the purple lisianthus bouquet, and left the room in a graceful manner, heading to the revolving restaurant, waiting for his date with Chu Feng.

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18:15

Chu Feng temporarily put aside his doubts about [17-year-old Xiao Xie] in Dream City, he drove to the downstairs of Jinlanxing Hotel.

Ten minutes before the appointment time, he glanced at WeChat, and his blind date-Sea Turtle Elite Man was already waiting at the revolving restaurant.

After Chu Feng parked the car, he walked towards the elevator, and waited for the elevator on the -1 floor...

buzzing, the phone was vibrating.

"Hello, hello."

Chu Feng picked up the phone, and there was a message:

"Hello, Mr. Chu, this is the handwriting identification office. The handwriting you sent earlier has been compared."

Chu Feng clenched his hands tightly . phone.

Last time, when sending X to the hotel, he took away X's signed credit card statement and sent it to compare with Xie Shiyu's previous handwriting.

"The result... how is it?"

The laboratory: "The handwriting similarity is as high as 99.3%, and it can basically be determined that they are the same person."

"

Same... the same person." Chu Feng:

"Are you sure?"

The staff of the laboratory paused and declared Said: "Only in terms of handwriting, but, Mr. Chu, you also know that the legal benefits of handwriting identification are limited. To really determine whether it is a person, here I suggest you do DNA identification."

Chu Feng: "Well, I got it."

The staff of the appraisal office: "Okay, then I will send the detailed appraisal results to your mailbox later, pay attention to check it." [

Handwriting appraisal report]

The light in the underground garage on the first floor is a little It was dim, and Chu Feng adjusted the brightness of the phone screen to the maximum.

In the email, the pdf report clearly stated the appraisal result:

the similarity was as high as 99.3%

. Chu Feng stared at this number for a long, long time.

The too bright screen of the mobile phone is a bit dazzling, and the eyes are dry, almost crying.

He stood there alone until the light on the phone screen faded out.

This handwriting identification report fully explained that he had always felt that X looked like Xie Shiyu, and it was not just a personal subjective feeling, but a scientific basis.

The blood was scalding little by little, and Chu Feng held the phone as if holding all hope.

The wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand was shining silently in the darkness.

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Ding dong--

The elevator reached the -1st floor, the door opened, Chu Feng walked in, and looked at the touch screen button board.

If X is really Xie Shiyu...then there is no need to meet with the blind date tonight. The most urgent thing now is to do everything possible to verify the DNA as soon as possible.

He remembered that X's room is... 8807, it's already here, why not go there.

Chu Feng did not click on the 99th floor - revolving restaurant, but directly clicked on the 88th floor.

The elevator closed slowly -

when there was only one gap left, a voice suddenly came from outside:

"Hey - wait -!"

Chu Feng pressed the door open button, the closed door of the elevator froze and opened again, and the person outside ran in:

"Thank you, thank you... Hey? Isn't this Mr. Chu, ah! It's really Mr. Chu, what a coincidence! !"

Chu Feng scratched his head, and saw that it was Mr. Jin from Haihua Group who came in.

Mr. Jin: "I happened to be here to treat guests. I originally wanted to invite Mr. Chu to show your face. I asked your secretary that you have an appointment tonight. I didn't expect such a coincidence to meet you at this hotel!" Chu Feng smiled

politely He remembered that Mr. Jin of Haihua Group seemed to want to invite him to dinner last time, but he declined.

"Mr. Chu, how are you doing lately? Are you still busy? Do you have time to do me a favor and sit down with me?"

Today, I happened to meet Mr. Chu in an elevator, and Mr. Jin asked with open mouth.

Chu Feng: "No, I have an appointment tonight."

Boss Jin said twice, and he looked at the touch screen keypad of the elevator calmly. Chu Feng went to the 88th floor.

He keenly sensed that something was wrong. The 88th floor was full of hotel rooms. Mr. Chu undoubtedly owned real estate in this city, and he probably didn't live in this room.

That's where someone else lives.

Boss Jin immediately hid a heart of gossip. Could it be that Boss Chu has a lover?

As far as he knew, Mr. Chu's current company used to be owned by his husband. After his death in a plane crash two years ago, Mr. Chu had no one around him, and he always wore the wedding ring on his left ring finger.

Once when discussing business, Mr. Jin took a special look at Chu Feng's wedding ring. The diamond on it was really a bit small.

When they reached their level, the jewelry they wore had to be high-end. Mr. Jin's own wedding ring was a pair of rings specially designed by a French jewelry designer. But Mr. Chu's ring...is very popular in design.

It is as simple as a ring that will be placed on the counter when you walk into a jewelry store on the street, and the student party can afford it even if they can scrape together their living expenses.

Such a cheap ring is no longer worthy of Mr. Chu's worth and status today. But President Jin found that no matter what the occasion, Chu Feng never took off that ring.

At this moment, he looked down at Chu Feng's left ring finger: Sure enough, there was a wedding ring on it.

It seems that Mr. Chu didn't come to the hotel to find a lover, otherwise he wouldn't be so blind, wearing the wedding ring of his deceased husband to meet his new lover.

When Mr. Jin thought about it, he guessed Mr. Chu was here to discuss business.

You can talk to anyone about business. This is a rare opportunity, Mr. Jin hurriedly said:

"Hey, Mr. Chu, you see my dinner is on the 66th floor, it's very close, why don't you just come and sit with me for five minutes? I want to start a new project recently, so I called Some people come over to get together."

Chu Feng smiled alienatedly, and just as he was about to refuse, President Jin went on like a machine gun, introducing his new project:

"My project is mainly for cutting-edge DNA technology. The microbead method extracts a small amount of DNA, no matter how many years the DNA has passed, all of it can be whole, and it is very effective to use this technology to amplify into a high-purity DNA template..." Ding Dong - Mr.

Jin

has not finished speaking, his 66 The floor has arrived.

Talking about business can't be forced, he just doesn't want to miss this opportunity to talk to Mr. Chu, if Mr. Chu is not interested, he can't help it.

Thinking about the fact that Mr. Chu's company did not invest in similar technology projects before, Mr. Jin guessed that he was useless, he smiled politely at Mr. Chu, and was about to leave when suddenly--Chu Feng asked: "How many years did it take to extract it

? "

Boss Jin was taken aback, and immediately realized that there was something to be said for it! " Chasing after the victory:

"Yes, the technology is advanced now. President Chu is interested in this DNA technology?"

Chu Feng: "The clothes that were more than ten years ago and have been washed, can this also be extracted?"

Mr. Jin: "You can try it, it is very promising! It seems that those bloodstains or other traces seem to be washed off to the naked eye, but at the molecular level, it is impossible to guarantee that every molecule is washed off, as long as one remains Molecules can be amplified.

" Mr. Chu, I also invited technicians for this dinner, if it's convenient for you, would you like to come over and have a chat? "

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Chu Feng wants to do a DNA test right now.

X is a living person, and his DNA can be taken at any time. If it is really impossible to get it, it is all right to open up with X and ask him to do a test. It's just

... just in case, DNA test When I came out, I found that X was really not Xie Shiyu, and it would be a little embarrassing in the end.

The biggest difficulty was that he couldn't mention Xie Shiyu's DNA.

"

Mr. Chu, please this way, this way-"

The elevator door opened wide, revealing the outside The gold label on 66F, Mr. Jin enthusiastically led the way.

Chu Feng paused, and then stepped forward...

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the melodious violin, surrounded the revolving restaurant.

X sat on the window seat, he turned his head and saw It was raining lightly outside the window, and the raindrops fell on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and rolled down slowly. The

evening glow was blocked by dark clouds, and the height of the ninety-ninth floor overlooked the whole city. The towering tall buildings were shrouded in the rain curtain, hazy and wet

Buzzing. At

18:20, 10 minutes before the appointed time, a message popped up on X's blind date wechat:

[Sorry, I have to work overtime tonight. Sorry]

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X was in a calm mood. He guessed that Chu Feng might find an excuse not to come, so he replied:

[It's okay, I can wait for you. ]

[I'm already in the restaurant, let me know when you get off work]

Buzz--

X just sent these two messages, and the phone vibrated again.

He was a little surprised. According to his speculation, Chu Feng would not reply to a strange blind date in seconds. X glanced at the chat page, and there was nothing there.

--It was another WeChat ID that vibrated: Large-Regulator X.

X opened it to look, and it was also Chu Feng:

[Hi, are you there]

[I happened to pass Jinlanxing Hotel, are you still in 8807? ]

Picture: Kitty Probe.jpg

X: ...

holding the large and small X in his hand, seeing the two completely different messages from the same Chu Feng, he chuckled and sent an emoji in the large size Package animation:

a blue-eyed puppet cat lying on the pillow, the kitten is wearing rabbit ears, looking at the owner, suddenly, a human hand stretched out, grabbed the kitten's rabbit ears, with words: caught you!

Chu Feng: [...? ]

X quietly replied:

[No need to work overtime tonight? / Cover your mouth and laugh]

Chu Feng: [? ? ]

Kacha

X took a screenshot of the chat record that Chu Feng sent to his blind date account, and then forwarded it to Chu Feng with the supervisor's account, and added an emoticon package:

Little kitty probe, let me see what you are doing.

jpgChu Feng: [...]

[That...returnee, is that you? ]

X: [Well. ]

Chu Feng: [You...! Why didn't you tell me in the first place? ]

X pretends to be innocent: [When the blind date is added to you, I am afraid that you will be embarrassed, and I want to recognize you when I meet you. ]

The extremely embarrassed Chu Feng: [......]

X: [Where are you now? ]

Chu Feng: [On the 66th floor, discussing business]

[Don't wait for me, go back to your room and rest, we will have a revolving restaurant together another day. ]

X was about to reply, it doesn't matter, he can continue to wait.

He doesn't hate waiting, on the contrary, waiting is the only way to hunt, the longer you wait, the more delicious the prey will be.

Before the words were sent out, there was a buzz, and a new message from Chu Feng popped up on WeChat:

[I can't get away for a while, I'll go to your room to find you after the business talk. ]

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I, go, you, room, room, find, you, bar

X sat in the revolving restaurant and silently read this sentence three times in his heart.

He glanced at his watch, it was 18:40 now.

I don't know how many hours Chu Feng will discuss business, and when he comes to his room... I don't know what time it is at night.

In an instant, they went from having a candlelit dinner in a revolving restaurant to spending the night in a hotel room.

X looked at the chat record and blinked.

He deleted the unsent words in the chat box word by word, and finally sent a happy word:

[Okay. ]

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Room No. 8807

X is sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV boredly, every second feels like years.

On average, he checked the time every three seconds. The hour hand went from 6 o'clock to 10 o'clock in the evening.

The door was still silent.

The hotel X lives in is a presidential suite, with a kitchen, living room, dining room, bedroom, and bathroom. He inspected everything, and it seemed neat, clean, and presentable.

22:30

X stood up, changed the water for the vase in the living room, and put the purple lisianthus bouquet in it to add some mood to the room.

At this point, he had a faint intuition that if there were no accidents, Chu Feng would probably spend the night here tonight.

X didn't know what made Chu Feng suddenly take the initiative, but he thought, maybe Chu Feng found some clue...

Ding dong--

finally, at 22:41, the doorbell rang.

X hesitated for a second, but quickly got into the wheelchair, slid to the door, and opened it--the

smell of wine came to his face, followed by a person.

Chu Feng drank the wine, his face flushed slightly red, he smiled at X, and floated in with flimsy steps...

Before he could float half a step, he was blocked by X's wheelchair, staggered, his body was crooked, X immediately stretched out his hand and hugged him. He touched Chu Feng's waist and told him to calm down a bit:

"You're drunk."

Chu Feng smiled and shook his head, getting up from X's arms:

"I'm not drunk, I just drank two or three cups."

X turned the wheelchair , helped Chu Feng onto the sofa. He felt that Chu Feng was very happy tonight, as if he had accomplished something.

Chu Feng seemed to be half-drunk. For a CEO of his status, no one in the business field can force him to drink. When he drinks, others will consciously drink a multiple of him. It should be impossible for others to get drunk.

X thought for a while and asked:

"Did you eat before drinking?"

Chu Feng leaned on the sofa, like a sleepy kitten.

He pulled off his tie, loosened his collar, and didn't answer. When he glanced at the living room from the corner of his eye, Chu Feng suddenly saw a touch of purple.

He turned his head and stared at the purple eustoma in the vase on the table:

"Did you buy it? Flowers."

From X's point of view, this is a typical change of subject. It seems that this guy did drink on an empty stomach. Not only hurt his stomach, but also very Get drunk easily.

When discussing business at a dinner, they usually just drink without eating much. Although X has not participated in the business field in China after losing his memory, he seems to know it vaguely.

"I'll make you something to eat."

X turned the wheelchair and slid towards the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator and there are some simple ingredients in it.

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The water in the pot is gurgling, the water is boiling, and X is making noodles.

Chu Feng sat on the sofa, his eyes still staring at the bunch of purple eustoma flowers.

X: "Do you like it very much? This kind of flower."

"...Well. I guess."

Chu Feng looked at the bouquet of flowers, and he noticed that there was a white suit jacket hanging on X's hanger. It should be X's appointment tonight ready to wear.

Chu Feng remembered that when Xie Shiyu was 24 years old, Xie Shiyu was waiting for him with flowers on a rainy night. He was also wearing the same white suit and purple lisianthus.

10 minutes later ,

X cooked a bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles.

Chu Feng glanced at it from the corner of his eye. Like many Yangchun noodles, there was a bit of green on it: green vegetables, and a touch of orange, which should be fried eggs.

He doesn't like to eat fried eggs made by others, they are not tasty. Chu Feng only likes the runny eggs made by Xie Shiyu, and only Xie Shiyu can make that kind of taste.

However, according to social etiquette, no matter whether the fried egg is delicious or not, the guest should show that it is delicious.

Chu Feng has done a certain amount of psychological construction.

"Taste it."

X brought the bowl of noodles in front of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng stared at the noodles in front of him, as expected, there was a golden fried egg lying on the bowl of noodles.

But...

Chu Feng blinked, and he stared at the fried egg carefully, and looked at it three times:

This fried egg, one side is cooked, it is crispy and crispy, and it will burn if it is fried a little longer.

The other side is still slightly cooked, and the heat is controlled just right, and it will be fully cooked if it is a minute longer. The egg yolk is not golden, but a light orange color, and the golden egg liquid inside will flow out after a bite... ...

runny eggs.

Chu Feng was stunned for three seconds, and suddenly grabbed X's wrist:

"You...you know how to make this kind of fried egg?"

X asked strangely,

"Is there anything wrong with this... fried egg?"

Chu Feng was silent for a while , suddenly smiled:

"It's nothing. Few people can make fried eggs so delicious."

Chu Feng picked up the soft-boiled egg and took a bite. It was the familiar taste in his memory, exactly the same.

"Will it be delicious." X was a little surprised, "Other supervisors don't like to eat such fried eggs."

Every time he fried such an egg, supervisor ABCD would start to complain.

Chu Feng: "I like it very much."

X

was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that what Chu Feng said about liking might not just be fried eggs.

"here."

When Chu Feng finished eating, X compared the corner of his mouth to him:

"It's stained."

"Really..." Chu Feng immediately took out a napkin and wiped it on the right corner of his mouth, "Is there any more?"

X approached Chu Feng , because he was sitting in a wheelchair, he was as tall as Chu Feng. X leaned over, held Chu Feng's wrist, and gently moved it to the left corner of his mouth:

"Here."

Chu Feng wiped it twice, and suddenly felt that the distance between him and X was too close.

But he didn't distance himself from X like in the game. He turned his head and looked at X, his eyes met. Chu Feng smiled and asked softly, "Actually, it didn't get on

anything."

X: "What do you think? " What about it?"

He moved closer to Chu Feng, so close that he could almost kiss, but he didn't move, just breathing each other's breath.

X opened his mouth, his deep voice was hoarse and charming:

"It's very late, do you want to stay tonight?"

Chu Feng casually glanced at his watch: "How long do you want to stay with me?"

X: "How about until dawn?"

Chu Feng gave a low laugh, his gaze moved down slightly, and he looked at X in the wheelchair, with a playful tone,

"Can you hold on till dawn?"

X laughed, "You'll know if you try it?"

Suddenly, Chu Feng felt A shadow was cast above him, and he was about to raise his head--

X stood up from the wheelchair, grabbed his legs, and directly hugged Chu Feng!

Chu Feng: "...Your leg is healed?"

"Limited recovery tonight." X smiled and lowered his head, kissed the corner of Chu Feng's mouth lightly, and asked softly:

"To the bathroom, or to the bedroom? Or, the floor-to-ceiling windows?"

Chu Feng was hugged in X's arms, the familiar and real body temperature wrapped around him.

There are purple lisianthus in a vase in the living room, and a small white suit hanging on the hanger. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, raindrops are splashing on the glass, reflecting the lights of the city at night.

Like bouquets on a rainy night.

A sense of overlapping swept over his heart, and Chu Feng leaned against X's broad chest, quietly stretched out his hand, and put his arms around X's waist: "As you wish." The first time, it's better not to be

too

intense

, so as not to scare people away.

X carried Chu Feng into the bedroom in a regular manner.

The light in the bedroom is like a dim dusk, not too bright, not too dark, the outline can be seen clearly, the color can't be distinguished, the ambiguity is just right, and there is a little incense aftertaste, which smells faintly.

Chu Feng put his arms around X, and asked softly, "Are you ready?"

X smiled, and kissed Chu Feng's little earlobe,

"Be prepared."

The

truth is like a hot fire, burning the night red, , Hugging, touching and body temperature, all the temperatures are hotter than in the game.

It has been too long since he has experienced the taste of a real person. Chu Feng trembled slightly. The indescribable enthusiasm of the code data made him almost unbearable...His hand

stroked his hand, and his fingers were clasped...Suddenly, between the ring fingers, a Something made of metal hit him hard.

--Wedding ring.

In an instant, the twenty years spent with Xie Shiyu and the scene of their marriage vows all came to mind.

Chu Feng immediately came to his senses, and suddenly pushed away the person on his body.

"What's wrong?"

X's hoarse voice, different from Xie Shiyu's, rang in his ears.

"Sorry..."

Chu Feng stretched out his hand, turned on the bedside lamp, and saw X's face covered with bandages.

The light suddenly brightened, and the dim and ambiguous atmosphere disappeared instantly.

"I'm sorry." Chu Feng lowered his head, "I'm a little unconscious after drinking some wine."

In fact, Chu Feng was far from drunk to the point of unconsciousness, but wine is the best excuse. There is more than 90% possibility that X will be Xie Shiyu, but in case, the reality is that 10% accident... There is a

wedding ring on the ring finger, and the eternal diamond is like an eye, looking at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood tonight..."

Chu Feng picked up his coat on the ground and got up to run away. He didn't want to have anything to do with anyone other than Xie Shiyu... "

Is it because of this?"

X also stood up and hugged Chu from behind. Feng's waist, the hand gently covered the back of Chu Feng's hand, touching the ring of his ring finger.

Chu Feng: "Let... let me go."

X looked at the person in his arms. Those beautiful loves in the past are now like a pair of big hands, holding Chu Feng firmly inside, making him sink into the past and lose his new life. Live every day almost suffocating.

A new life does not mean finding a new man, but Chu Feng obviously has not been able to get out of the shadow of two years ago. He can't get used to losing his ex-husband and living a good life alone, so he takes care of himself so poorly. .

Tonight is like a beautiful accident, a snail poking out its small head from the heavy shell that has carried the past.

And now, the little snail wanted to shrink back again.

X reached out and hugged Chu Feng tightly, trying to grab the snail's tentacles:

"Is it because of this, the wedding ring?"

Chu Feng: "It has nothing to do with you... um!"

X lowered his head, contrary to his previous gentleness and consideration, he kissed Chu Feng forcefully, with an extremely aggressive force.

Chu Feng struggled a few times, but X's strength was frighteningly large. He was pressed into X's arms and could not move.

Gradually, Chu Feng stopped struggling. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to be sucked into the furious storm of the other party... During the

kiss, X had been silently observing Chu Feng, and he confirmed that Chu Feng wanted to leave. It's not really because I hate his kisses and touches, it's just grudges.

"Take it off, okay?"

After the kiss was over, X leaned against Chu Feng's left ear, his voice hoarse, his hand covered Chu Feng's ring finger, and gently twirled the wedding ring.

"...don't... move it..." Chu Feng was about to push X-

"Chu Feng."

X leaned against Chu Feng's ear, his voice was very gentle, but he clasped the wedding ring with unquestionable strength :

"It is your promise, not your shackles."

,

A ring was taken off.

On the ring finger, only a faint circle of marks remained.

Chu Feng saw that X did not throw his ring aside casually, but carefully placed it on the bedside table, and used a small paper handkerchief to pad the bottom of the ring.

X hugged him behind him, warm, irresistible body temperature.

Chu Feng's heart was suddenly moved.

The rejecting hand slowly put it down...

The

wedding ring glowed faintly quietly, and the letters of the surname Xie were engraved on the silver inner circle:

-X

The wedding ring that was put on by someone back then was taken off by the same person. With a diamond eye, it witnesses the rise of the night in the dark corner.