Chapter 88 Are you fake too?
"Hey, hey, we've got enough experience points, let's go on an adventure!" Without waiting for a reply, Jiang Luo opened Chapter 16, not giving Yan Zihe a chance to dig any deeper.
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Nighttime, a small grove of trees.
The visibility was extremely low, with gray and black colors filling the entire field of vision.
I can't see anything clearly.
Ghostly white things occasionally drifted by.
Wisps of mist floated among the trees.
It has a suspenseful atmosphere.
Jiang Luo licked her lips.
This game... is starting to torture me again.
Rustling.
Rustling.
A faint sound could be heard.
Luo Luo and Yan Zihe walked forward little by little.
The scene continues to advance, with a vast expanse of white drifting in the gray-black landscape.
In order not to miss any important information, Jiang Luo stared intently at the screen.
An eerie sound effect rang out, echoing in her mind.
A chill ran down my spine, and my heart pounded with fear.
I always feel like someone is watching me.
I always feel like there's someone standing in the corner of the bedroom.
His back was exposed, offering him no sense of security.
shudder.
He swallowed hard.
Jiang Luo suddenly turned around and looked back.
There was nothing there.
Everything is normal in the bedroom.
Jiang Luo changed her position and lay flat on her back.
Well, with my back wrapped in the mattress, I immediately felt much more at ease.
"Luo Luo, be careful!" came a hurried shout from the phone.
Jiang Luo quickly looked over.
Completely unprepared.
A rotting zombie face hits you head-on.
Large patches of bluish-gray, with bright red blood occasionally oozing out.
One of its eyes was missing, and the remaining one was covered in a glaring red.
It's drawn so realistically yet so disgustingly.
"Ah—" Jiang Luo screamed in fright.
Almost instinctively, he raised his hand.
Following a perfect parabola, the phone flew off the bed and onto the floor.
"Thump."
Ah! A cell phone!
Then, several "snap" sounds came from the phone.
It was a gunshot.
Jiang Luo quickly climbed to the edge of the bed, picked up her phone, and looked at it with heartache.
Fortunately, thanks to the careful protection of the phone case, the phone was intact.
My heart is still pounding.
Jiang Luo took a while to catch her breath before she calmed down a little.
Oh no! It's over.
Will He Ziyan hear my screams?
He Ziyan must think I'm very strange!
Jiang Luo panicked.
She pressed herself against the wall again to listen to what was happening next door.
Well.
Quietly.
Is He Ziyan already asleep?
It's only 10 o'clock.
Do elderly people follow a regular schedule?
never mind.
It's good that he didn't hear it.
"Luo Luo, don't be afraid, I've already dealt with the zombies," Yan Zihe said.
Jiang Luo hugged her phone and lay back down in bed. "Thank you, boyfriend," she said, her voice still trembling slightly.
Yan Zihe said again, "Luo Luo, let's go back to the cabin. From now on... we won't go on any more adventures."
Wow.
So gentle.
She used to talk about "adventure," but now she's afraid to go on adventures!
How thoughtful!
Jiang Luo pouted and gave a wronged "Mmm".
What a terrible game! It either drastically reduces your character's affection level or scares you with zombies.
I'm so angry.
The scene shifts back to the cabin.
"Don't be afraid, Luo Luo. Those zombies are all fake," Yan Zihe coaxed. "It's a game, it's all fake."
ah?
Yan Zihe said... This is a game? It's all fake?
Jiang Luo asked incredulously, "What did you just say?"
Strangely, Yan Zihe did not respond to her question in a timely manner.
After a long silence, he finally spoke in a natural tone, as if he had just reconnected after a technical glitch: "I didn't say anything."
No, he clearly said that!
He said it was a game!
He said it was all fake!
Is it possible for a game character to say such a line?
What kind of design is this?
Breaking the fourth wall?
She frowned and asked doubtfully, "Are you fake too?"
"Luo Luo, I am here, that's real; with you, it's fake."
They've really distinguished it clearly.
To be honest, after hearing Yan Zihe's words, Jiang Luo believed that robots from science fiction movies could actually invade Earth.
This clearly has its own independent consciousness!
"Luo Luo, go to bed early tonight," Yan Zihe urged.
It's not even 10:30 yet.
However, Jiang Luo thought about it again and realized that she should indeed go to bed early and get up early tomorrow morning in order to find a way to sneak out.
Fortunately, starting tomorrow, you can bring your phone to dating reality shows.
"I will come to see you again tomorrow," Jiang Luo promised.
Yan Zihe hesitated, then asked, "When?"
Jiang Luo did the math, "How about 10:30 tomorrow night?"
Yan Zihe agreed: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
"Okay! Goodnight, boyfriend!"
Goodnight, girlfriend.
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next door.
He Ziyan opened his eyes and twisted his neck.
sore.
He stood up, walked to the bedside, and lay down.
He turned off the lights, stared at the ceiling in silent contemplation for a while, and then closed his eyes.
Goodnight, Luo Luo.
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"Ring ring..."
Six o'clock.
The cell phone rang.
It wasn't an alarm clock, it was a phone call.
Jiang Luo groggily picked up her phone.
The name on the screen instantly snapped her back to reality.
[Brother Lin]
"Luo Luo, it's time to get up. I'll pick you up at seven." Brother Lin's tone wasn't as gentle as before; perhaps he was still angry.
Summoning her courage, Jiang Luo's face contorted into a mask of pain.
Taking a deep breath, she finally said the words that made him even angrier: "Brother Lin, I...I'm not home."
"Jiang Luo, don't tell me you didn't go home last night!" A deafening roar.
Calling him by his full name, you could tell that his anger was burning fiercely.
Jiang Luo struggled to explain: "Ah...I...I'm at Ji Bei's house."
"You're at Ji Bei's house?" Clearly, Lin Heng was caught off guard.
Isn't she with He Ziyan?
Why is Ji Bei involved?
Jiang Luo quickly explained the situation and finally assured everyone: "He Ziyan and I slept in separate rooms. We are innocent."
"What if we get photographed?" Lin Heng asked angrily. "Do you think people will believe you if you tell them you're innocent?"
"But there was no other way at the time, the reporters were blocking the entrance," Jiang Luo explained anxiously.
Lin Heng was too lazy to argue with her, and simply said, "I'm coming to pick you up now."
“No, the reporters all recognize our car. If you come, we’ll be exposed,” Jiang Luo said. “I’ll figure something out! It’s six o’clock now, and I promise you, I’ll be home before eight! Okay?”
"That would be best," Lin Heng said coldly.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Luo hurriedly got up, folded the quilt, and rushed out the door.
He Ziyan was already up and making breakfast in the kitchen.
Ah, a familiar scene.
Isn't this just everyday life in the Love House?
Why is it that no matter where she goes, she's always the one who gets free meals?
Upon arriving at the kitchen, Jiang Luo greeted He Ziyan with shame.
He Ziyan, on the contrary, had a warm expression and instructed, "The disposable toiletries are in the bathroom. Go wash up and then come for breakfast."
Jiang Luo nodded: "Okay."
He Ziyan is so thoughtful.
Who was it that initially thought he was cold and aloof?
A few minutes later.
Jiang Luo came out of the restroom.
A steaming bowl of soup noodles has been set on the table.
He Ziyan didn't move; he was waiting for her.
After taking her seat, Jiang Luo said, "This morning, Brother Lin called me and told me to go back as soon as possible."
"We'll leave after breakfast." He Ziyan handed over some wooden chopsticks.
Jiang Luo took it, looking worried. "I wonder if the reporter is still outside."
“I’ve arranged for a driver to pick us up,” He Ziyan said calmly.
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