When I walked out of the Internet cafe, it was already dark.
He stood on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and the taste of nicotine made him cough.
In the haze, he vaguely saw Xi Wanrong standing not far away, holding up her phone and secretly taking photos in a certain direction.
But there was nothing there.
There was only his own shadow, stretched out long by the street lights, and it looked very lonely.
—————————(time dividing line)
Ning Xiwan sat cross-legged on the gaming chair, a strawberry-flavored lollipop in her mouth, her fingers clacking furiously on the mechanical keyboard.
On the screen, her game character was being attacked by three enemy players, and her health bar was dropping rapidly.
"Damn! A sneak attack, right?!" She slammed the table, picked up the mouse and moved at an extreme speed, then used her backhand to unleash a series of combos, killing the opposing assassin instantly.
A teammate exclaimed through the headset: "Holy crap! Boss 666!"
Ning Xiwan snorted triumphantly and was about to press on with her victory when suddenly—
“Defeat.”
The screen is gray.
Ning Xiwan: "..."
She stared at her 0-8-3 record, was silent for three seconds, then took off her headphones expressionlessly and threw them on the table.
“This game is unplayable.”
The phone screen lit up and a message popped up on WeChat.
[Ye Qingliu]: You are not sleeping at two o'clock in the morning and are playing games?
Ning Xiwan: “…?”
She slowly raised her head and looked around.
No one?
She lowered her head and typed: [How did you know I was playing games? ]
[Ye Qingliu]: Your game ID is online.
Ning Xiwan: "..."
I almost forgot that Ye Qingliu is also a top player of this game, and her main and secondary accounts are in my friend list.
She replied confidently: [What's wrong with young people staying up late? ]
[Ye Qingliu]: You have classes tomorrow morning.
Ning Xiwan: [……]
She glanced at the time guiltily - 02:17.
Tomorrow is Mao Zedong Thought, and it has been a week since the start of school in September.
She was silent for two seconds, then decisively turned off the game, opened the computer document, and quickly typed the following line:
Feasibility Report on Applying to Relocate Classes to the Afternoon
Just as Ning Xiwan was racking her brains to come up with an excuse, a notification popped up on the game client indicating that a friend was online.
Duan Shuce has logged in.
Ning Xiwan: “???”
She quickly opened the chat box: [Didn’t you say you wanted to go to bed early tonight? ? ]
Duan Shuce replied immediately: [I woke up, and got hungry from doing homework. I got up to have a midnight snack.]
Ning Xiwan: […So you're logging into a game while you're at it?]
Duan Shuce: [Well, I saw you were online, so I came to monitor your sleep.]
Ning Xiwan: "..."
She angrily typed: [What's wrong with you two? One of you checks my online gaming account, and the other one catches me staying up late?]
Duan Shuce sent an emoji of a cat rubbing its face, with the caption: [Be good, go to sleep.]
Ning Xiwan: [I won't! I can still fight for another five hundred years!]
Duan Shuce: [You will be at 8am tomorrow.]
Ning Xiwan: [……]
How come these two even have the same lines?!
In the end, Ning Xiwan didn't manage to fall asleep because Ye Qingliu also came online.
[Ye Qingliu]: Since no one is sleeping, let’s play in a three-person team.
Ning Xiwan instantly perked up: [Son! You finally figured it out! Staying up late is the romance of youth!]
Ye Qingliu: [……]
Duan Shuce: [I assist.]
So, at 2:30 in the morning, three players with the ID "Early to bed, early to rise, good health" teamed up and entered the game.
Ning Xiwan (Jungler): [I’ll definitely be the carry in this game!]
Ye Qingliu (Mid): [Don’t send it off.]
Duan Shuce (support): [I'll protect you.]
Then---
First Blood!
Ning Xiwan started with 0-1.
Ye Qingliu: "..."
Duan Shuce: “…”
Ning Xiwan laughed dryly: [Unexpected, unexpected.]
The results of the three rows were disastrous.
Ning Xiwan's record: 2-10-5.
Ye Qingliu: 15-2-8.
Duan Shuce: 0-1-20.
Ning Xiwan stared at the settlement interface and said quietly, "I feel like this game is targeting me."
Ye Qingliu: "If you are not good at it, practice more."
Ning Xiwan: "..."
Duan Shuce chuckled: "Next time I'll play jungle and you'll play support."
Ning Xiwan was filled with grief and indignation: "Do you dislike me?!"
Ye Qingliu: "Yeah."
Duan Shuce: “No.”
Ning Xiwan: "..."
This life is unbearable.
Ning Xiwan slumped in the gaming chair, looking up at the starry sky lights on the ceiling - that was the first "impractical but cool" thing she bought after moving into the Ning family.
Now those star points were flickering in front of her eyes, just like her confused mind at the moment.
"...you guys," she suddenly said, her voice a little hoarse from staying up late, "Why do people need to sleep?"
A very light keyboard tapping sound came from the headset, followed by Ye Qingliu's calm and almost ruthless answer: "Because you will die."
Ning Xiwan: "..."
She picked up the pillow next to her (with the words "Stop rolling, take a break" printed on it) and threw it at the camera: "Ye Qingliu! Can you be a little more romantic?!"
The pillow hit the monitor and bounced back, almost knocking over her half-drunk Coke.
Duan Shuce's laughter came from the headphones, and in the background there was the rustling sound of flipping pages: "Because in dreams you can see the person you want to see."
"Wow—" Ning Xiwan immediately recovered and sat up straight. "Shu Ce, you're so good! These words can be written into a love poem!"
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