15 Movie 15‖Reality
Once, Yan Shuang teased him, saying that he didn’t know how happy he would be if someone became his girlfriend in the future.
Ye Jingan: "Why?"
Yan Shuang: "She is considerate and caring."
I thought he would be modest, but he turned out to be an idiot. He tossed his hair and said, "I just don't know if anyone likes clean boys."
Yan Shuang slowly asked a question mark.
Ye Jingan: "I just spent all the money."
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These seemingly insignificant actions gave Yan Shuang warmth and care.
So much so that now that they work in the same company, he always takes care of him like an older brother.
The other party didn't hear Yan Shuang's voice and was a little confused. "Yan Shuang? What's wrong with you today? Can you say something?"
"I was just distracted." Yan Shuang interrupted his memories and walked towards the bedroom with heavy steps.
"I noticed that your face suddenly became ugly this afternoon. Did something happen?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"It's okay, I just didn't get enough rest last night." Yan Shuang lay on the bed with her arms covering her eyes.
"Then you should go to bed early. You have to work overtime every day in this crappy job, but you don't even get a raise. You damn capitalists." Ye Jing'an roared on the other end of the phone.
Yan Shuang sighed: "It's good enough to have a class to attend these days."
Ye Jingan lowered his voice and covered the receiver with his hand, "Yan Shuang, I won't talk to you anymore. My girlfriend is here. You should rest well and take care of yourself."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone in a hurry.
Yan Shuang: Why does it seem like we’re having an affair?
He didn't intend to tell Ye Jing'an about entering the game. Given Ye Jing'an's personality, regardless of whether he believed it or not, if he told him, he would definitely think that he was mentally ill. Besides, there were many things that he himself didn't understand.
Yan Shuang sighed and decided to take a shower before making any plans. The hot water washed away the panic and fatigue of the past few days, and the trance-like feeling of unreality gradually disappeared.
After taking a shower, Yan Shuang found a loose white T-shirt to put on. It was a little loose. His slightly long hair was dripping with water and was casually combed by his fingers. A few strands of hair fell in front of his forehead, making him look a little lazy.
He walked to the desk and sat down, then turned on the computer. As the computer screen lit up, the keyboard made a crackling sound and began to enter keywords into the search engine.
However, after searching for a while, he didn't find the answer he was looking for. Unwilling to give up, Yan Shuang tried a few more times, but the results were still disappointing. On his last search, a few tenths of a second later, a message popped up on the screen: "Neurologists online to answer your questions..."
Upon seeing this message, Yan Shuang angrily turned off his computer. Unable to find an answer, he lay back on his bed and began his daily meditation.
In the past, he just wanted to make more money and retire early. Or even better yet, if he won the lottery one day, he would quit his job immediately. Hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to himself.
Now he began to wonder what the game was. Also, the game would be released in ten days, and Yan Shuang had a bad feeling.
The originally peaceful life seemed to be split by a bolt of lightning and became no longer peaceful.
The room was dark and unlit. Yan Shuang was lying in bed. Perhaps because of the game, she felt a chill running down her spine and down her back. So she decided to get up and turn on the light.
Just as Yan Shuang was about to get up, a message popped up on his phone. He picked up the phone and saw it was a friend request.
Yan Shuang was a little confused. How could someone add him so late at night? With doubt in his mind, he clicked on the request to add someone.
When he saw the other party's name and the attached message, he couldn't help but be shocked. The screen displayed only the three characters "Lin Haichen" and the attached message was a short sentence: Add me, I'll add you to the group.
Yan Shuang didn't even bother to turn on the light, agreed to the other party's addition, and asked hurriedly: Doctor Lin, what's wrong with your hand?
Lin Haichen quickly responded: "It's fine now, just get out of the game. Injuries sustained in the game won't affect real life. As long as there's a breath left, I'll be alive once I get out of that door."
Yan Shuang: How did you find my number?
Lin Haichen: Jingning gave it to me.
Yan Shuang: ???
Lin Haichen: I have created a group. Please agree and we can talk together in it.
Yan Shuang agreed to join the group, which didn't even have time to be named. Including him, there were only four people in it.
Lin Haichen: I created this group just to remind you not to tell anyone else about entering the game.
Xu Yaoyu: Why?? ! !
Lin Haichen: First, common sense would dictate that no one would believe you. They'd be fine if they just treated you like a psychopath, but if they sent you to a mental hospital, that would be very troublesome. Without a computer and unable to access the game, the consequence would be death in the real world. Don't count on it; it would be even more tragic and painful than dying in the game.
Second, any content in the game cannot be posted in real life.
Yan Shuang: What do you mean?
Lin Haichen: You can try it by finding anyone or any software that can post messages. As long as the content is specific, it will disappear after a few seconds and will be useless.
There was no movement in the group. I don’t know whether Xu Yaoyu went to practice or was scared.
Yan Shuang randomly found a posting software and edited a long paragraph. As expected, it disappeared without a trace within five seconds after it was published.
Yan Shuang then called Ye Jing'an. When the call was connected, he told him the entire process of the game in one breath, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the edge of the bed, and when he counted to the fifth beat.
Ye Jingan on the phone cursed: "Yan Shuang, you are not sleeping at night and come to harass me, and you are silent when I call you."
"Damn... forced harmony is a bit disgusting." Yan Shuang couldn't help but curse.
"What's disgusting? You're pregnant? Who are you dating behind my back?" Ye Jing'an yawned and gritted his teeth, "You better be okay. I just fell asleep."
"Go to hell, let's see if you fell asleep. If you fell asleep, wake up and fall asleep again." Yan Shuang quickly hung up the phone before Ye Jingan roared.
Lin Haichen's words have been confirmed, and I really have no words to express my pain.
After a long time, Lin Haichen continued to send messages: You should be mentally prepared for what is coming next, but you may have already seen that we will enter the next game in ten days.
Then he added: No right to refuse.
Yan Shuang: I understand, but what exactly is this thing?
Lin Haichen: Anyway, who knows about things that are beyond science?
The group fell silent.
Yan Shuang clicked on Jing Ning's profile picture. It was a photo of the sea, which should have been taken by Jing Ning himself. She just didn't know what he was busy with at the moment.
Yan Shuang threw her phone aside and forced herself to sleep. It just so happened that tomorrow was the weekend and she could sleep until she woke up naturally, which would be another beautiful day.
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