Chapter 104 Bungee Jumping Machine 8 He won, and the amusement park had to admit it...
There were a lot of people in the airport, coming and going. There were huge white steel birds constantly looking up and rushing into the thick fog, and planes constantly rushing out of the thick fog and landing. An Rao stood next to the huge glass curtain wall, watching the planes slowly taxiing out and queuing on the runway waiting to take off, with a teasing smile on his lips, which was quite realistic.
Well, now all he needed to do was to wait. An Rao found a seat and sat down leisurely, then he randomly picked up a newspaper from the bookshelf next to him and started reading. This was today's newspaper, with detailed content and correct data, even the name of the district leader who visited the enterprise was not wrong.
Soon, the airport broadcast sounded in the broadcasting hall. A pleasant female voice repeatedly said the same sentence: "Dear passengers, we regret to inform you that your flight TN5349 has been cancelled due to weather reasons. To avoid affecting your itinerary, you can choose an involuntary full refund or a free first-time rebooking."
The female voice was repeated in the huge T1 international terminal. Among the people coming and going, some showed surprised expressions while more people still looked indifferent. In a small corner of this most advanced and beautiful terminal in the country, no one noticed that a handsome and thin young man was looking up at the bright red CANCELLED on the flight list scrolling on the display screen and smiling happily.
He won, and the park had to admit its limitations.
Monsters are monsters after all. Apart from showing off their fangs and claws in front of humans without divine power, they have no ability to destroy the world.
An Rao stood up calmly, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes as gracefully as a band conductor, meticulously refolded the newspaper in his hand and put it back on the bookshelf, then strode out of the airport.
As if this was not exciting enough, An Rao even childishly bought himself a high-speed rail ticket to Windy City on the way back to the hospital. This time the itinerary was more reasonable. Compared with the fifteen-hour flight time of the previous ticket, the five-hour high-speed rail journey was almost negligible.
But almost at the same time as he clicked the purchase confirmation button, An Rao's phone started ringing.
"Hello, Lawyer Wang?" An Rao's voice could almost be described as brisk.
"Have you sorted out the documents I gave you today?"
"It's almost there, do you need it today?"
"We have got this project. Since you are the one who organized the preliminary documents, just continue to follow up." There was no emotion in Lawyer Wang's words, but this was indeed a normal work arrangement, and there was not even any trace of deliberateness. On this point, An Rao had to admire the meticulousness of the amusement park - even if it was a simple and rough obstruction, it was reasonable.
Therefore, the high-speed rail ticket was also invalidated, An Rao shrugged.
After returning to the hospital, the round-faced nurse immediately came up to me and asked, "Are you finally back?"
"How is he?" An Rao asked as he handed the dessert and milk tea he had just bought downstairs to each nurse on duty, "Thank you for taking care of him."
The nurses who received the milk tea thanked happily and then all shook their heads happily: "No trouble, no trouble, what's the trouble in taking care of Sleeping Beauty!"
An Rao: ...
Baichuan was still sleeping, but her expression was much more peaceful than before. The blood stains on her face had been carefully wiped off. It seemed that the young nurses were indeed taking good care of this sleeping beauty.
In fact, if you look closely, the face of the Baichuan in front of you is the same as the Baichuan in the amusement park. Although his temperament has changed, this person is still the same person. He is Baichuan, the person he cares about and loves the most, the indispensable other half, and the person who absolutely cannot tolerate any mistakes on his part.
An Rao thought about the newspaper he was reading at the airport. Since it was confirmed that this was a game and the newspaper was so real, was there a possibility that this game was built on the real world? If so, would the things that happened here also happen in the real world? Would the people who died here also die in the real world?
Then Baichuan and Su Ming, will they die because of their choices?
What is their role in this game? Players? NPCs? Or tools used against themselves?
An Rao gently held Bai Chuan's hand. His originally dry and warm hand became cold and pale due to the infusion. The strange inhuman feeling that she felt after Bai Chuan fell asleep appeared again. He seemed like a puppet who had fallen into a deep sleep and had not been awakened. He was just a piece of concrete data because the plot trigger point had not yet been reached.
So, at this moment, would Baichuan feel that he was holding his hand? Was he dreaming? Was he really suffering from a concussion?
"Brother." A muffled voice sounded behind him.
An Rao turned around and saw Su Ming, wearing a loose coat, a fisherman's hat and a mask, standing at the door of the ward. He was slightly hunched and looked very haggard.
"Come in." An Rao was a little surprised. It was obvious that Su Ming had something on his mind. But logically speaking, with Bai Chuan's current condition, Su Ming's luck should have improved.
"Is Brother Baichuan okay?" Su Ming sat down next to An Rao and asked softly.
"What's wrong? Shouldn't you be happy that your brother Baichuan is sick?" An Rao was a little amused.
Su Ming stared at Bai Chuan who was sleeping on the bed for a long time before he said, "Brother, Bai Chuan and I often quarrel just to please you. We both want you to feel that this family is always lively. In fact, Bai Chuan and I both know that you love both of us. The three of us are a family and no one can live without the other."
"Little brat, it's good that you know it!" An Rao couldn't help laughing.
"But," Su Ming took a deep breath and sighed, "I can't always be your brother and stay at home forever. I will also have my own family to start."
An Rao turned his head to look at Su Ming in surprise, but saw that Su Ming's gaze passed Baichuan in front of him and looked at the farther window without any focus, as if he was looking at the rain outside the window, or as if he was just unconsciously looking at the bright air in front of him.
"Brother, I envy you so much. Brother Baichuan is so good and loves you so much. He is honest and brave. He is the best choice. You two will definitely live happily together for the rest of your lives."
"Mingming?"
"Brother, if, I mean if, if one day you find out that Brother Baichuan has committed a crime, a very serious crime, what will you do?" When Su Ming said this, both his voice and eyes were erratic, and the whole person was like a dandelion blown by the wind, floating helplessly, unable to find his home.
An Rao's heart suddenly ached, as if he had grabbed a stuffed toy without any preparation and got pricked by the needle in the toy. The pain that comes without warning is the most painful.
"Actually, it's not appropriate to ask me this question. I'm a lawyer, so I certainly won't encounter this kind of problem. Even if Baichuan really committed a crime, there are ways to clear him."
"Ming Ming," An Rao's voice became serious for once, "I'm a lawyer, so if Bai Chuan really committed a crime, the first thing I would do is not to help him get away with it, but to pull him out of the quagmire."
"Really? Can it really be pulled out..." Su Ming's voice seemed to be floating in the air, without any strength at all.
"Mingming, did something happen to you?" From the moment Su Ming said the first sentence, An Rao had clearly realized that Su Ming knew what Wei Ran had done. "You can tell me. Brother can always help you."
This sentence had a little effect, but not much. Su Ming was just stunned for a short while and then shook his head gently: "It's okay, brother. I just feel sad and emotional to see Brother Baichuan like this."
An Rao's heart sank. In just one day, he was in heaven in the morning and fell into hell at night. How did he find out? Or was it because of his provocation that the progress of the game was accelerated?
"Okay, brother. I still have to rehearse." Su Mingqiang stood up and smiled at An Rao. "Brother, I'm leaving first. I'll come see Brother Baichuan when he wakes up."
"Okay." An Rao also stood up and sent Su Ming to the door of the ward.
When Su Ming reached the door, he suddenly turned around and hugged An Rao, resting his head on An Rao's shoulder: "Brother, I'm so tired. I love Wei Ran so much, and I love my current career so much. I can't imagine what would happen to me if I lost them."
An Rao was stunned for a moment, then immediately hugged Su Ming and patted his back gently as if coaxing a child: "You still have me, your brother, and your home."
"It's different, brother." Su Ming's voice had never been so low. He smiled miserably at An Rao and said, "Just like in your heart, there must be a difference between me and Brother Baichuan."
There is indeed a difference. One is a relative and younger brother, and the other is a close lover. Although they are equally indispensable, the emotional foundation is different. An Rao puts himself in other people's shoes and finds it difficult to convince himself to let Su Ming leave Wei Ran.
After An Rao sent Su Ming to the elevator and watched him leave safely, he returned to the ward and found that Bai Chuan had woken up and was smiling at him heartily.
"How do you feel?" An Rao quickly ran to Bai Chuan's bed, helped him raise the bed, put a pillow behind his waist, and finally pressed the nurse's bell.
"Hey, baby, why am I so unlucky!" Bai Chuan touched the gauze bag on his head, feeling helpless. "I just wanted to buy you some fresh vegetables, but I didn't expect to see a pickpocket touching an old man's bag. You know, it's not easy for the old man to make money. How can I just ignore it?"
"Well, you definitely can't turn a blind eye." An Rao didn't know that the corners of his mouth had curled up at this moment.
"That's right," Bai Chuan patted the quilt, his face full of frustration, "Look, I'm so strong, catching a pickpocket is not a big deal, but I never expected, I never expected, it rained so much that there was mud everywhere, and I'm not familiar with this vegetable market, I did catch the pickpocket, and then I fell..."
"It's okay. Later, people from the police station in the market area came and took the thief away. Your colleagues also came to see you." An Rao poured a glass of water and handed it to Baichuan after confirming the water temperature.
"What?" Captain Bai was so upset that he pounded his fist on the quilt. "Oh my god?! Does that mean they all know that I failed to catch a thief and got a concussion instead?!"
An Rao: ...
I didn't expect that you, Baichuan, have such a heavy idol burden...
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