132 Sacrificial Corridor 36 || Christmas
The company was dark, and the three of them sat silently in front of the computer.
"Fuck him, he finally came out!" Ye Jing'an suddenly burst out in silence, "I'm really fed up with this kind of life where there's no tomorrow."
After an excited roar, which exhausted his remaining strength, he collapsed back into his chair.
Ye Jingan stared at the computer screen for a while, clicking the mouse randomly, and grumbling, "What's going on?! Is this rubbish computer infected with a virus?"
The screen where the game's cover should have appeared now turned blue.
Not only Ye Jing'an, but Yan Shuang and Jing Ning also had the same problem on their computers.
"Stuck?" Yan Shuang slid the mouse, but it didn't work.
Jing Ning stared at the screen deeply for a while, frowning. This problem was much bigger than the direct appearance of the clearance screen.
"Boss! Boss! This... has this happened before?" Ye Jing'an also realized the seriousness of the problem and asked.
"Never." Jing Ning lowered his head to study it, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
At this time, Lin Haichen called and found the same problem.
"Could it be that we have already completed all the games and won't have to go in again?" Ye Jing'an couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to waste his time; professional matters should be left to professionals.
"This is the best outcome. The worst case scenario is that from now on we won't be able to see the time when we enter the game later," said Lin Haichen.
"Isn't it possible that we might be pulled in at any time?" Ye Jing'an was startled and immediately ran back to Jing Ning's side, exclaiming, "Come on, big brother! I don't want to live in fear every day. It's so hard to get a little breathing time. You don't understand how much we noobs cherish it!"
"There's nothing I can do." Jing Ning raised his head and answered him, "This is a problem with the game, not the computer. I'm just a participant and there's nothing I can do."
Yan Shuang was standing by the window and talking to Tian Yiyi at this time. She was not only telling her about the new problems, but also asking about Xu Yaoyu's funeral arrangements.
Fortunately, the five people did not panic. Nothing that had happened could change the outcome. They could only accept the outcome and come up with the best solution.
After so many games, no one was a coward, and their minds had long been numb. Everyone knew that being impatient would only lead to endless anxiety, so it was better to eat and drink.
Don’t live in the past, don’t live in the future, but live in the present and enjoy every minute and every second of the present.
After answering the call, Yan Shuang put the phone in her pocket, glanced at the computer screen, and said casually, "I'll go to celebrate the festival."
By the way, I wish Lin Haichen a merry Christmas.
The temperature at night in the real world and in the game is similar, so the three of them didn't feel uncomfortable.
The streets are busier at night than during the day. The show in the square has already begun, and the dense crowd forms a flowing wall.
Yan Shuang held Jing Ning's hand and leaned in. The crowd was warm, and the cold of the winter night was kept out, like two different worlds.
Watching the actors' graceful movements and rich expressions on the stage, each detail was vividly displayed. Yan Shuang was attracted by this wonderful performance and was completely immersed in it.
As the plot progressed, the audience's emotions were aroused and warm applause broke out. Yan Shuang was no exception and excitedly clapped along with everyone else.
He turned his head and smiled at Jing Ning. Jing Ning curled the corners of his mouth and looked at his sparkling eyes reflecting the bright light on the stage.
In the midst of this boiling joy, something cool landed on the tip of his hot ear.
Yan Shuang raised his face and saw snowflakes slowly falling against the deep purple sky.
There was a muffled, amused exclamation from the crowd.
The white snowflakes added to the atmosphere of love, and the young couples on dates snuggled up to each other, as if they could grow old together.
In this crowd, they subconsciously held each other's hands, feeling each other's unwavering choice.
"It's snowing." Yan Shuang said in a low voice.
"Yes, it's snowing." Jing Ning responded softly.
The snow falls silently, wrapping the world gently. Love is also silent, melting into the warmth in Jing Ning's palm.
The deepest attachment is not the passionate vows, but an embrace to rely on in the wind and snow.
Just then, barbecue skewers fell from the sky.
Ye Jing'an ran to buy two buckets full of skewers without knowing when, held them tightly in his arms, and squeezed in desperately.
"Life is all about eating and drinking. If you don't eat some meat, it would be a waste of such a good atmosphere." Ye Jing'an presented one of the buckets full of meat to the two of them.
Yan Shuang's eyes widened immediately, and the tenderness and affection she had just felt were instantly thrown out of her mind. Who wouldn't be captivated by a freshly grilled skewer that was still dripping with oil?
Ye Jing'an ate one string after another, sighing from time to time, "It has to be high-tech, it smells so good! I was starving in there for seven days!!! My stomach has shrunk twice."
The three of them were in this snowy square, eating skewers, watching the show and enjoying the atmosphere. Life is just like this.
Until the early morning, the crowd began to disperse in twos and threes, talking and laughing, breathing out white air, and their footsteps on the newly accumulated thin snow made a slight "crunching" sound.
Yan Shuang and Jing Ning remained standing, watching the stage lights go out one by one, watching the square become empty and quiet in the snow. The streetlights in the distance cast a faint yellow glow, and snowflakes danced tirelessly among them.
"Let's go home too." Yan Shuang looked at Jing Ning.
"Okay." Jing Ning held him in his arms, a smile in his eyes.
Ye Jingan: ??? I was overwhelmed by the sudden dog food.
It was almost one o'clock when they got home. Jing Ning turned on the light in the room as if he was familiar with the place, then pulled Yan Shuang straight into the bedroom.
The cold wall shone through the thin fabric, but Yan Shuang was completely unaware of it. Jing Ning gently pressed him against the wall. His movements seemed forceful, but the hand on his shoulder was subtly gentle. His slender fingers lifted his chin, forcing his gaze to sink into his deep eyes.
That gaze was no longer as calm and composed as usual, but was filled with passionate emotions, like the stars in the sky on a summer night.
Yan Shuang's heartbeat was like a drum. He subconsciously reached out and put his arm around Jing Ning's waist. This response seemed like a tacit signal of consent. "Jing Ning..."
However, the next second, all the unfinished syllables were sealed with a gentle yet firm kiss.
Slowly leading him backward, Yan Shuang was completely lost in his presence, only able to follow his guidance until her knees gently touched the edge of the bed. He whimpered softly, but Jing Ning didn't stop. He protected the back of his neck and, with an irresistible yet gentle force, pushed him down onto the soft bed.
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